537 Amour Monk (1/2)
Fish Sea was known as 'mini River East'. Even its architectural style and city layout were similar to those of River East, with water flowing through the city, black roof tiles atop white city walls, and greenery that stayed out of view. The city looked as if it had stepped out of a poetry painting.
The beams of Buddha Aura rose in the distance; the black tiles atop white walls and greenery flowed in the water. Rays of light soared up the sky, turning the night sky into daytime.
Dark smoke swirled around the Castellan Mansion, where an entirely pitch-black Asura was standing inside. His face was a mask of fierceness; he had a dragon head atop a human body and a pair of eyes on his armpits. His four arms were holding Precious Weapons of saber, sword, bracelet, and vase. The minute Jiang Zhiwei took a step forward, disappearing inside the city of Fish Sea.
The light bouncing off the glazed tiles of the buildings on Guangling Street soared straight to the sky and exhibited a tall visage of Vajra, its entire body cast in what it appeared to be ancient copper. It was sacred and solemn, holding sabers in both its hands. It stood there as steady and unmoving as a mountain. The magnificent lights also faded away, disappearing inside the city walls.
What remained was a sword light that alternated between dimness and vibrancy. There were extraordinarily brilliant Aurora Lights of different colors and locust trees shrouded in thick layers of Yin Qi. For a time, the unsurpassable masters of Fish Sea all materialized their Dharma Forms and rushed to the location of the beam of Buddha Aura with all their might.
Following them were streaks of lights of different colors. The entire city, which had its ordinary citizens sent away, was deserted in the span of minutes. It was so quiet that it was enveloped in a deathly stillness.
Jiang Zhiwei was floating in midair as she watched this brilliant, thrilling scene unfold before her eyes. She could feel Exterior breaths dashed toward a faraway spot one after another. Taking in the cool, tranquil night lit by the moon, she felt a kind of alienation from the situation as if she was watching a farce, feeling not the slightest hint of the desire to go and take a look.
Life will be difficult if one constantly wrestled with dissatisfactions. Likewise, if one had few desires, one could be much stronger!
Jiang Zhiwei, who watched calmly as a member of the audience, suddenly smiled wryly and silently mocked herself.
”Fortunately it's the Primary Instruction of Buddha's Palm this time. I'm able to remain unaffected and make judgments with a cool head without being misguided by my greed...”
”If it's the Primary Instruction of Seven Strokes of Heaven Interception instead, then my sword light might already be joining those streaks of light earlier...”
It had always been her ambition to observe the swordsmanship of all the families and nurture her own swordsmanship. If it was Seven Strokes of Heaven Interception that had appeared, she could not guarantee that she would not try her luck to obtain an adventure.
There was no shortage of weak fighters trying to get their hands on the many treasures that had appeared in the world. Some even entrusted the task to Bo Huayuan, but the treasures would end up getting transferred from one hand to another and hidden throughout the journey. In the end, the treasures would end up in his alms bowl.
The distant beam of Buddha Aura, like a large tree that propped up the sky, undulated while the rest of the lights danced around it like fireflies. They gleamed and blinked as they flew, making for an indescribably beautiful scene.
Jiang Zhiwei, with her clothes billowing in the wind, admired the 'beautiful scenery' with a quiet heart.
Suddenly, a fairly emotionless female voice drifted to her ears. ”Why aren't you joining them?”
Jiang Zhiwei did not turn her head; she had long sensed the woman who was floating in the air nearby. She was a beautiful, if garish, woman with an impressive figure clad in a lilac dress. On the back of her hand were hidden indigo ice crystals. She was none other than the Exterior expert of Snow Mountain Sect, Xue Lengzhao.
”Well, aren't you here as well?” Jiang Zhiwei did not look away from the scene before her.
Xue Lengzhao was carrying a strange short sword in her left hand. In her cold tone was a hint of ineffability. ”I've been robbed once and learned a bitter lesson not to ever bite off more than I can chew. I now know that I need to evaluate the situation and understand my own limits.”
Even if she was the one fated with the treasure and it would fly directly into her embrace, she still had to survive the siege of all the masters!
Jiang Zhiwei was momentarily stumped when she heard what Xue Lengzhao had said, her mind recalling the information Sword Washing Pavilion had on the latter. Xue Lengzhao was a distinguished disciple of Snow Mountain Sect of the previous generation, ranked within the top 10 of the Ranking List of Young Masters in her prime. Yet, she somehow fell for a trap and got herself captured by the perfect Half-step master, Amour Monk, of Merriment Temple. By the time her seniors came to her rescue, her Vital Qi had been depleted so much that she couldn't even walk straight. Otherwise, given her talent, skill, and sect, how was it that she could not even pass the first step of the Celestial Ladder even after spending 10 years in the Exterior realm?
However, Xue Lengzhao could be considered a person with great perseverance. Though she had been used as an Incense Stove and had her Vital Qi exhausted and foundation damaged, she still moved forward step by step and became an Exterior expert from a Half-step one.
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The boiling lava within the Plenitude Gate caused the airflow to become excruciatingly hot. The surrounding scenery appeared distorted.
Floating on top of the stream of lava was a straw mat with a long table, a copper stove, a kettle, and a tea set sitting upon it. Immortal Yunhe sat behind the table and tended to his tea-brewing with leisurely enthusiasm. Mingxu and Mingguang flanked him, looking as if the heat did not bother them.
The gate engraved with countless pattern flung open, unlocked by a certain rhythm. Immortal Yunhe looked at the gate with a grin. ”My young friend Su, I never thought things would be this coincidental. I feel like a catastrophe is coming. I'll have to trouble you to run around a little more.”
”It's my responsibility,” Meng Qi said. His one step shortened the distance between them so much that his feet instantly landed on the straw mat. He sat opposite Immortal Yunhe and told him everything about the emergence of the Primary Instruction of Buddha's Palm. He spent quite some time explaining and giving minute details of the matter as to win Immortal Yunhe's confidence.
Immortal Yunhe had heard the gist of it from Mingxu and Mingguang. He positioned his fingers into certain postures as he listened, using his ring, middle, and index fingers as different symbols in his auguring.
He stretched his hand after Meng Qi was done with his explanation and smiled. ”The signs are evident. The statement that the Primary Instruction of Buddha's Palm ought to be right. If I wasn't in the Grotto and cut off from the world, I would've long sensed it,” he said.
He paused momentarily before continuing, ”But the actions of the Wang family of River East are quite suspicious.”
Meng Qi nodded. ”That's why all the Dharma Forms and grandmasters of the other families are currently staying put. They're wary of the Wang family intentionally leading them to the wrong location and gaining the advantage from there.”
”Judging from the beams of Buddha Aura, the Primary Instruction won't be emerging somewhere far even if not within the regions of Fish Sea or Tan Han. Perhaps the Wang family have ulterior motives...” Immortal Yunhe said with lament. ”But they're the rightful owners of the Way of the Emperor; which of them can disregard Buddha's Palm? They'll come sooner or later...”
”What's your plan, Immortal?” Meng Qi asked straightforwardly.
”Buddha's Palm contains Siddhartha Gautama's path to enlightenment. Even if I won't turn to meditation and constantly try to gain enlightenment or comparison, I can use it to hasten my progress. I'd be lying if I said I'm not tempted,” Immortal Yunhe said quietly.
”However, it's still a Buddhism technique at the end of the day and it contradicts my school of Taoism. Even if it can help me, it's not worth the risk of obtaining it.”
”Thus, I'll be watching on the sidelines and make my move only when an opportunity arises. I won't forcefully compete for it.”
Meng Qi smiled. ”Rest assured, Immortal. I'm currently in a relatively weak cultivation realm with endless potential. I'm in no shortage of techniques, so like you, I won't be taking too big of a risk for Buddha's Palm. Hence, when I invite you to join me, I am naturally quite confident in obtaining it.”
He spoke about his potential without even a shred of shame or modesty.
However, this was also a fact. If he hunted for great and rare exotic minerals and produce, and keep to his cultivation routine, the title of grandmaster would eventually be within his grasp.
Of course, if either the Immortals or Immortal Yunhe obtained the Primary Instruction of Buddha's Palm, he would soon be able to solve the problem of exotic minerals and produce being such rare commodities!