Chapter 352 (1/2)
”Buddha compared all living things to soil. For Lord Su to be able to think of such Nirvana is truly exceptional.” Qingci slightly smiled.
Qingci was even brighter than he had imagined. Su Xing originally had wanted to explain, but it seemed that was actually unnecessary. ”That's because I honestly couldn't think of anything else.” Su Xing acknowledged honestly.
”Excluding all possibilities is also a way.” Qingci looked thoughtfully at Su Xing.
”En.”
The Seven Floor Stupa Pagoda's Fifth Level was another world compared to the fourth level, with green grasses like a cushion and a clear and boundless sky. Su Xing usually first thought of a Buddhist scripture, but in the end, he did not find anything and looked inquisitively at Qingci. The latter appeared not the least bit aware.
The two decided to first look around this place.
This quiet atmosphere did not persist for too long. Upon an Astral Tool, a glint suddenly came from the horizon, vaguely with the sounds of clashing weapons. Su Xing and Qingci looked at each other and immediately guided the Astral Tool to rush over there. Very quickly, they saw this sort of scene.
They saw a prairie that extended a thousand li, and they spotted four or five monks brandishing staffs, Vajra parasols, Eternal Wheels of Life, and other magic tools currently in a siege. Su Xing had originally thought these monks perhaps were doing something related to comprehending the mystery, but upon closer inspection, he was gravely mistaken. The one being sieged was unexpectedly a woman.
That woman wore a Chan style golden blouse, her long, rolled up hair like waves. The woman was as indifferent as a statue of Buddha. She somersaulted around these monks, moving about unrestricted.
”Chan Xin??”
Su Xing and Qingci nearly blurted at the same time.
The two stared at each other, discerning each of their shocks.
”Lord Su also knows Chan Xin?” Qingci was very complex.
”I wouldn't say know. We had a brief connection, and I heard her speak of Chan Technique.” Su Xing affirmed.
”Qingci did, too.” Qingci gracefully smiled, clearly an excuse.
Su Xing did not pursue the issue further, leisurely nodding his head. ”Those are monks of the Vajra Law Temple, what's the meaning of this?” Su Xing wrinkled his brow slightly unhappily. For this many monks to surround one woman honestly was unreasonable.
”Let us go take a look…”
Before Qingci had even finished speaking, Su Xing had already gone first.
“Star General that has deluded herself into obtaining the Holy Monk's supreme Chan Technique, you know not the immensity of Heaven and Earth. Tactfully withdraw quickly, we shall let you go this once.” A tall monk shouted.
Chan Xin's eyes did not have anger, did not have resentment, nor did they have the least bit of interest in answering.
The Vajra Temple Monks only felt they had received humiliation. They raised every sort of Buddhist weapon to strike, but Chan Xin's body techniques could be labeled as excellent and nimble. No matter how tightly they encircled her, she faced them with absolute calm. Two crescent moon staffs brought an astral wind in a left and right pincer attack. The woman yielded, deftly stepping onto the crescent moon spade, and then she fluttered like a butterfly.
She nimbly dodged away.
”Watch these artifacts.”
The Vajra Law Temple's monks saw that their attacks unexpectedly could not even touch the hem of Chan Xin's clothing, and fury rose from their hearts. Multi-colored rays of light rose from alms bowls, lanterns, prayer beads and every sort of power was displayed.
These artifacts were controlled with Divine Intent. To dodge was nothing something body technique evasion could easily achieve.
The artifacts were about to strike Chan Xin.
Just at this moment…
Chan Xin's beautiful figure unleashed several afterimages and phantoms that were indistinguishable from the real one. Unexpectedly, they were identical. The artifacts struck air, and graveness flashed through the eyes of the Vajra Law Temple's monks.Just as they were about to use some trick, suddenly, five bolts of Purple Dragon Serpent Lightning dropped from the sky, destroying these five artifacts completely. The Divine Intents of the monks hurt. They yelled, lifting their heads and spotting a man and woman flying over.
The man flicked his fingers, and purple arcs of lightning immediately jumped out.
The monks promptly erected every sort of defensive measure to protect themselves, but even so, the purple lightning striking their bodies still made them suffer nearly into vomiting blood.
”Could it be you monks aren't men? To bully one woman, don't you feel like you've lost face?”
The newcomer naturally was Su Xing.
Su Xing looked down on them.
Qingci's tone also had a rare iciness: ”Great Masters are angry, do you still have any qualification to hear the Chan technique. Qingci advises Great Masters to quickly set down your blades, turn your heads and see the shore.”1
These monks were immediately very unsightly when they spotted Su Xing and Qingci. The two had cultivations of Galaxy Late Stage and Supercluster Early Stage that could firmly suppress them.
”This is Buddhism's affair, it does not concern you Azure Dragon Territory Cultivators/ If you wish to hear Chan Technique, do not mind our business.” The monks of the Vajra Law Temple shouted.
”Buddhism also has different types.” Qingci smiled.
”Different types? Little Sister, you make it sound so pleasant, I feel that they are scum.” Su Xing sneered.
His figure flashed, descending in front of Chan Xin, and Qingci followed after.
”Chan Xin, it seems we truly have a connection.” Su Xing turned his head and smiled.
Chan Xin's eyes were still quietly deep beyond compare. Faced with Su Xing's teasing, she did not reply. She merely glanced at Qingci, as if she was somewhat bewildered at Su Xing's address for Qingci.
”Be a bit more tactful and leave this place. Otherwise, Your Servant will be very happy to make you go see Buddha Western Paradise.” Su Xing threatened back.
”This woman is a Star General. How can we allow Buddhism's grand Chan Techniques be profaned by Maiden Mountain's Star Generals.” The monks angrily said. Maiden Mountain's reputation in the Buddha Kingdom was not at all good. It was difficult to say that the reason was not jealousy, after all, Maiden Mountain only used a thousand year's time and already shook all four Territories of Liangshan Continent, yet Buddhism's three thousand Buddhist sects nevertheless could only withdraw to the Azure Dragon Territory's most western corner.
For the Buddha Kingdom's people that worshipped Buddha West Approaches, it was understandable that somewhat extreme Buddhist Cultivators would not be fond of Star Generals contesting for Chan Technique.
”Has all your cultivation of Buddhism been without conscience? Buddhists all say that all living things are Buddhas, that it is whoever that listens that has distinction. I feel you basically are inherently guilty in conscience…know that you yourselves will never surpass her.” Su Xing said.
The faces of the Vajra Law Temple's monks were ashen.
”How could the great path of Buddhism tolerate the gesticulations of cultivators like you.”
Su Xing laughed: ”Did Your Servant's words hit a sore spot?”
”Senior Brother, he seems to be the man that spat at Buddha?” A monk shouted.
”What? So it was a hoodlum like you that incited such a quarrel.”
The other monks were angry, and they pounced over.
”You overestimate yourselves.”
Su Xing waved his hand in passing. Auspicious purple clouds soared into the heavens. Purple Cloud True Star was far sharper than those blades, breaking apart all of the monks' weapons. The protective Vajra Buddhist lights around their bodies blocked it with difficulty.
”You must not break the vow of no killing.” Chan Xin spoke in obstruction.
”If someone kills you, and you still espouse virtue, this is not Chan logic, that is bringing trouble upon yourself.” Su Xing snorted disdainfully.