Chapter 30: The Three Heroes Rescue the Beauty with Manjusri's Thunderclap

  As for Huang Shiren and Jin Daxing, the two scoundrels, they left Chentang Pass with a slant. Before leaving, Huang Shiren stuffed his treasure bag full of delicious food and useful items. Li Jing not only didn't dislike it but was delighted instead. Jin Daxing saw that this cheap brother had given him a "generous gift" worth two or three hundred taels of silver, and in the end, he took so many things from him, it was a profitable deal. Along the way, he grumbled that Huang Shiren had gone too far, and ended up getting beaten by Huang Shiren.

  "Great rise, when going out to make a living, take what you can, grab what you can, never suffer losses, understand?" Having lectured Jin Dasheng, Huang Shiran vented his anger and felt relieved all over.

  The two of them left Chentang Pass and headed east, where the sky and sea merged into one. The cool breeze rustled, and the beautiful scenery was like a painting. A few fishing villages lay scattered under the sun, truly a sight that broadened one's horizons and delighted the spirit.

  Two men drove up a cloud of dust and hurried along for half a day when Huang Shiren suddenly stopped.

  "Hey big brother, can you give a shout when you stop walking? I almost stabbed my trident into your butt!" Jin Dasheng shouted.

  Huang Shiren ignored Jin Dashi and perked up his ears to listen. He asked, "Dashi, did you hear the shouting?"

  Dà Shēng also listened carefully, a cow head shook straight: "Never heard of it."

  "Listen again, it seems like there's a woman's voice!" Huang Shiren said seriously.

  Jin Dashi listened again and gave Huang Shiren a white eye, saying: "Big brother, are you thinking about spring? I'll go find a mother pig?"

  "Damn it!" Huang Shiren cursed and flew southeast with Huang Dasheng for a while, and sure enough, they heard the sound of curses coming from ahead.

  Two people fell from the cloud head and hid behind a mountain cliff. Below the cliff was the sea, and on an empty land by the seaside, there was a slaughterhouse.

  On the shore, corpses were scattered all over, some with brains splattered out, others with heads and bodies separated, everywhere to be seen. The sea was also filled with them, all kinds of fish and shrimp spirits. On the surface of the waves, a small white-faced man in golden helmet and armor stood proudly on top of a huge sea bull beast, with thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals behind him, shouting loudly.

  On the opposite side, on a protruding reef, stood a Taoist priest. When Huang Shiren saw him, he couldn't help but secretly feel a chill run down his spine.

  Good Daoist! But see: On his head, a green scarf floats in the wind, with large sleeves and a light hem; hemp shoes underfoot produce clouds and mist, a precious sword shines through the nine heavens. In the gourd is the art of longevity, in his chest are hidden mysterious mechanisms and six strategies, flying to heaven and climbing mountains at will, roaming freely over the three mountains and five peaks.

  This person's face is like a jade crown, eyes like bright stars, lips red and teeth white, with an air of immortal elegance. What's even more astonishing is that all over his body, he has hung various kinds of magical treasures, the lowest level of which are still acquired spiritual treasures!

  "My god! I thought I was already cool enough, but this guy is even cooler than me. He's actually wearing so many magical tools on his body and showing off in public. He's my idol!" Huang Shiren was drooling all over his chin, wishing he could rush over and rob that person of all the magical tools on his body.

  But Old Huang wasn't stupid, and with one glance at this person's cultivation, he knew it far surpassed his own. He was afraid that if he rushed up, the other party would easily take him down with just a casual treasure.

  What made Huang Shiren even more furious was the person opposite him, who wore white clothes that fluttered in the wind. His eyebrows were slightly furrowed, his eyes seemed to be crying but not quite, and his skin was slightly plump with a slender figure. His cheeks were like fresh lotus flowers, his nose was like goose fat, and he looked like a ripe, juicy peach!

  "Big brother, why is Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun here? And it seems like he's offended that Taoist priest." Jin Daxing said in a low voice.

  This woman was all too familiar to Huang Shiren, and it was none other than the Bodhisattva sister who had been teased by him at Chentang Pass.

  "Shh, let's see how he gets out of this." Huang Shiren said in a low voice.

  Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, always with an icy and holy image of a high-ranking nun in the mundane world, now had a rosy face, red lips, silver teeth clenched together, holding a seven-star treasure sword, pointing at the person opposite her and scolding non-stop.

  "Many Treasures, I will attend to my affairs, you need to take care of more things!" called out Manjusri Kumarajiva.

  Duobao! Is it really Duobao Dao Ren? Huang Shiren's spirits lifted upon hearing this name.

  No wonder! Under this sky, apart from this master, who has so many magical treasures!? Who can hang magical treasures as ordinary decorations all over their body?!

  Duobao Daoren is the first of the four great disciples of Tongtian Jiao, and is superior to everyone else in the sect except for one person. Not only does he look good, but his cultivation is also extremely deep.

  He was so powerful that he had reached the point of being invincible. During the Great War of the Gods, Guang Chengzi took out his Heaven-Sealing Stamp, which would have turned an ordinary person into a meat paste. Even if Guang Chengzi himself were to be hit by it, he would probably have been killed and his Taoist powers destroyed. However, Duobao Daoren was only knocked to the ground, showing just how deep his mastery of the Tao had become.

  As the eldest disciple of Tongtian Sect, Duobao was extremely loyal to his master. Later, in order to save his master, he fought with Taishang Laojun and was captured by the old sly head after being outnumbered. He was then sent to the Western world by Taishang Laojun, becoming one of the Buddha ancestors of the Western Sect.

  For this multi-talented Daoist, Huang Shiren can be said to admire him with utmost respect, having means, ability, breadth of vision, and treasures! If a man is like this, what more could one ask for?

  However, Duobao is the eldest disciple of Juejiao, and Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun is one of the twelve superior immortals of Chuanjiao. How could these two people have become sworn enemies?

  "Manjusri, my friend! I have no grudge against you from afar, nor any enmity with you up close. We each have our own paths to follow, and normally I wouldn't interfere in your affairs. However, this place is near the Golden Turtle Island, where the Eastern Sea Dragon Clan has a deep connection with my sect. You've taken advantage of your profound cultivation to slaughter so many dragon soldiers, acting tyrannically and unreasonably. How could I not intervene?"

  "Many treasures, please let me, Ao Bing, take charge!" The little white face of the sea cow beast's rider was covered in tears and snot: "Today, Ao Bing led his troops to patrol the sea, and from afar, he saw her walking on the sea. I just asked him to report his name, but she suddenly attacked and killed many of my soldiers. We didn't do anything wrong, this woman is really bullying people!"

  He was the third son of the East Sea Dragon King. This guy is really unlucky, later died at Nezha's hands and was skinned and had his tendons pulled out, this time he actually provoked Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun.

  After listening for a while, Huang Shiren basically understood the ins and outs of the matter. It seemed that after Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun left Chentangguan, he handed over Jinxia to Tongzi to take back, and himself came here to have fun. Women like to eat, drink, buy things, and play around. Ao Bing, relying on being the third son of the East Sea, was arrogant and domineering, not knowing Wenshu. Seeing such a beauty, he must have called out to her. Wenshu, having been spoiled by Yuanshi Tianzun, had a similar proud and arrogant heart, with the cultivation of Daluo Jinxian, how could she not kill these shrimp soldiers and crab generals?

  But they didn't do anything excessive, was it necessary to kill so many people?! Huang Shiren looked at the countless dead and wounded sea monsters, his sympathetic heart stood on Ao Bing's side.

  "Many treasures! I want to kill, then kill, want to kill how many, then how many! What's it to you? The Heavenly Lord is just fond of it, what can you do!" Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun has always been unfavorable to the Intercepting Teachings, and as a great Luo Jinxian, he is naturally not afraid.

  "You're so arrogant, then there's nothing to say! Come on, come on, I'd like to learn from the powerful techniques of Western Kunlun!" Daoist Duobao sneered coldly and drew out his treasure sword.

  "You want to die? Then die!" Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun's face turned cold and he charged forward with his sword!

  Two people, both with mighty strength, can move mountains and split the earth with a single gesture. This fight is enormous, from the heavens to the depths of the earth, from the surface of the sea to its bottom, causing sandstorms and flying rocks, blocking out the sun and moon!

  "Wow, this Da Luo Jinxian fruit is really awesome! If I were to get close, they'd just make one move and I'd be dead!" Huang Shiren peeked out from behind the cliff, sticking out half of his head, watching and commenting. When he got excited, he simply took out wine and meat, enjoying himself while watching, delighted beyond measure.

  The two of them fought for half a day, and Wen Shu Guang Fa Tian Zun finally showed signs of defeat.

  Although both are Mahayana Golden Immortals, the Golden Immortal and the Golden Immortal are not the same. Duobao's cultivation is far more profound than Wenshu's. If it weren't for considering the face of the Exoteric Teaching, taking Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun's life would be as easy as turning one's hand over.

  At this moment, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun's delicate body trembled, her breathing was rough and gasping, her cloud-like hair slightly disheveled, she looked just like a fierce tigress.

  "His swordsmanship is no match for mine, it seems I can only win with magic!" Manjusri struggled fiercely but couldn't gain the upper hand, so he slashed out with his sword and turned to leave.

  "Where's he going?" Duo Bao shouted, rushing over with his sword.

  "Here!" Manjusri had been waiting for this moment, and from his sleeve he pulled out a long rope which he threw at Duobao.

  That long rope sees wind then lengthens, golden light flashes, as if a big python is about to entwine Duo Bao!

  "Bind the demon!" As for the details of Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, Huang Shiren was crystal clear. However, this binding rope could bind demons, but it's unlikely to bind Duobao.

  "A minor trick!" Duobao remained calm and composed, formed a Dao seal with one hand, and a purple light shot out. The bound demonic rope lost its power and flew back into Wenshu's sleeve.

  Jian Kun Yao couldn't win against Duo Bao, Wenshu got anxious, gritted his teeth, took out the Tun Long Zhuang and threw it back!

  Only a single golden pillar descended from the sky, standing in mid-air, with three golden hoops binding around Duo Bao's neck, waist and legs, rendering him completely immobilized.

  "Duobao, you know today the power of my Dragon Pillar!" Manjusri smiled proudly and swung his sword to behead Duobao.

  "If I don't show you my skills today, you'll probably be even more arrogant in the future!" Duobao sneered, and on top of his Tianling appeared a magnificent thirty-six-layered golden pagoda shining with golden light!

  This tower is the innate treasure of the Duobao Taoist, named Duobao Golden Tower, a real pre-heavenly spiritual treasure.

  The pagoda emerged and suddenly grew larger, only to hear a crisp sound, the golden hoop on the dragon pillar was supported by a mournful cry, and it flew away with a crash.

  "Take a blast from me!" Duobao Daoren sneered coldly, his right palm suddenly gathering energy, and a massive cyan-colored lightning ball shot out towards Wenshu.

  This guy can actually use Palm Thunder!?

  Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun dodged and weaved but couldn't avoid it, just as he saw a beautiful flower about to wither away, he heard a loud shout from behind him.

  "Manjusri sister, don't panic, I'm here to help you!"

  A sound came from afar, a stream of light burst out from the top of the mountain cliff! ### The second update is here! I've been typing all day and I'm exhausted!