heaven money

"Yuan Jun has filtered it. Although I have telepathy, with Yuan Jun's realm, if I try to spy on Yuan Jun's thoughts, I will definitely be discovered!"

Shang Yi smiled slightly and continued.

Qu Jiuniang then asked:
"What's so special about that little monk? He's so special that a monster like you takes him so seriously!"

Shang Yi smiled and said:

"The young monks have good aptitude, understanding, and will, and they are blessed with great fortune. Although I cannot see through their fate, I can feel that the two young monks just now have great fortune!"

Qu Jiuniang smacked her lips and said:

"What happened to Shaolin Temple? How could two talented people suddenly emerge?"

Shang Yi smiled and said:

"I'm afraid it's not good luck, it can be considered a rebound! After all, I guess the abbot Kongwen of Shaolin Temple was probably the magician Han Guang in disguise ten years ago!

That's why Shaolin Temple has become so strange recently!"

Upon hearing this, Qu Jiuniang was shocked and said:

"Strange, what's strange!?"

Shang Yi said:
"Yuan Jun should know that master, he should be Master Xuanbei from Shaolin Temple. But when I went to Yuhai before, I also heard that the crying old man was born, and he even wanted to integrate the vast sea and build a big force here!"

Qu Jiuniang was surprised:

"What a coincidence! They are mortal enemies!"

"Yes, Master Xuanbei is coming to the vast sea, and the trace of the crying old man is nearby. With the vengeful character of the crying old man, he must want to get rid of Xuanbei!
So the question is, the news of Master Xuanbei's coming out should be kept secret, so why did the crying old man know about it?
Besides, back then..."

Shang Yi told Qu Jiuniang about the battle between the magician Han Guang and the abbot Kongwen, as well as his speculations about the two.

His idea was actually very simple. It was not about rescuing Abbot Kongwen or anything like that, but about attracting the attention of the leader of the immortals, "Lingbao Tianzun", and it would be best if he could become his early supporter.

The purpose of attacking the crying old man to gain fame was to avoid becoming a pawn of the various underworld forces while gaining fame; the purpose of revealing the matter of Abbot Kongwen was to make Taoist Chonghe more vigilant against the mythical leader "Emperor of Heaven", who was the magician Han Guang who disguised himself as the current abbot of Shaolin.

“Tsk tsk, I didn’t expect you to have had such an experience. In this case, the magician Han Guang might really be the emperor of the myth organization!
Don't disclose this matter casually. I will pass it on to Lingbao Tianzun, and he will find a way to solve it!"

Qu Jiuniang said to Shang Yi.

Shang Yi nodded imperceptibly when he heard this, and then returned to his room to rest.

There will be a fierce battle tomorrow, so Shang Yi naturally needs to adjust his condition to avoid capsizing.

······
The next day, Shang Yi watched in the lobby of the inn as Meng Qi tried every means to escape from Xuan Bei, but was caught back at the last moment every time. The tug-of-war between uncle and nephew reminded Shang Yi of Chenxiang and Erlang Shen in the Lotus Lantern.

I just don’t know whether Chenxiang saved his mother in the past of this world!
Suddenly, Shang Yi saw the young monk Zhenhui beside Meng Qi looking at him, and his heart suddenly tightened. He calmed his mind and stopped having random thoughts.

He almost forgot that the person who was chirping in his heart just now was right in front of him. This Zhenhui was the reincarnation of the spirit of Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun!

Shang Yi calmed down and continued to eat his food, as if the food here was so delicious. It must be said that the food at Hanhai No. 1 was also very bad. Although it tasted good, the price was too high.

Meng Qi, Xuan Bei and others also heard from the waiter that the crying old man who had been missing for many years had returned to the world and became the national teacher of "Haler". He was recruiting swordsmen and bandits, and planned to unite the countries and oases west of the vast sea and east of the Burial God Desert to establish a unified force like the Great Zhou and the Great Jin!
"That's quite courageous..." Meng Qi exclaimed in admiration. If the great task could be accomplished, the crying old man would be as accomplished as the First Emperor in the Western Regions.

While praising, Meng Qi suddenly realized that his master's face looked wrong. Normally, he was gloomy and depressed except when he was praising himself and Zhenhui. But at this moment, his face was as dark as water, without a trace of melancholy.

"Master, do you know the 'Crying Old Man'?" Meng Qi could only guess.

Xuan Bei looked at the teacup in his hand and said with a touch of emotion: "The crying old man, whose real name is unknown, is a master at the peak of the external scene. He is active in Longxi, the Sea of ​​Death, and the God Burial Desert of the Great Jin Dynasty. He ranks 33rd on the Earth Ranking. He is good at the 'Wild Sand Divine Art' and the 'Eighteen Beats of Wrongful Souls'. He is considered to be the most vicious and stubborn of his generation."

"So powerful..." Meng Qi is no longer a little monk with shallow knowledge. He would not think that the Crying Old Man is nothing just because he is ranked 33rd on the Earth List. You have to know that there are only ten great masters of Dharmakaya on the Heaven List. Even if you include the masters who are in seclusion, reclusive, or not well-known, the Crying Old Man is still a terrifying figure in the top 60 in the world.

Xuan Bei saw the waiter go to greet others, sighed softly, and whispered: "Master must have looked very unhappy just now, right?"

"Master, do you have a grudge against the crying old man?" Zhenhui hit the nail on the head, without any sense of covering up for her master.

Meng Qi chuckled secretly. Fortunately, he had his silly little junior brother, otherwise it would be difficult for him to ask.

Xuan Bei looked at the tea leaves floating in the water, and his melancholy became stronger. "My teacher's common name is Tang Zhan. I am considered a top expert in Ganlong Dao, and I am only one step away from becoming a master. At that time, my teacher hated evil and once, when he was escorting a friend to the 'Burial God Mountain' where the Vajra Temple is located, he killed a rapist who raped and killed many chivalrous women."

"Who knew that the rapist had a good master named 'Master Tianhuang'. He couldn't beat me, and was angry about his disciple being killed, so he raided my farm before I returned to Ganlong Road, killing all the old, weak, women and children. Only an old servant escaped with my two young sons, and headed west to look for me. Unfortunately, they were caught up before entering the vast sea..."

He spoke calmly, with no ups and downs in his tone, but Meng Qi somehow heard the deep loneliness and hatred in it.

"After I learned about this, I felt a sense of disillusionment, as if I had woken up from a beautiful dream of thirty-five years. Hatred surged, and the fire of revenge burned my heart. However, 'Tianhuang Shangren' also had a good master."

"Crying old man?" If Meng Qi couldn't guess this, then he would have read so many novels in vain.

Xuan Bei nodded gently: "I have been patient for several years, and finally I got the chance to kill the whole family of 'Tian Huang Shangren'. After that, I was chased by 'Weeping Old Man' all the way to the heart of the Central Plains. Fortunately, I was favored by the abbot and was led into Buddhism. Only then did I settle down. So, if you meet the Weeping Old Man or his disciples in the future, remember to be careful."

There are no ups and downs, nor cruel scenes, Xuan Bei seems to be talking about other people's affairs.

The reason why he was willing to talk about such a painful thing was because after hearing the news that the crying old man had returned to the arena, he wanted to remind his disciples to be careful and not to carelessly reveal their identity in front of the other party.

He didn't lower his voice on purpose, but all the guests around him turned a deaf ear to him, as if no one was talking here at all.

Meng Qi glanced at Shang Yi from a distance and happened to see Shang Yi's ears move slightly, obviously he had heard what Xuan Bei had just said.

He suddenly remembered that when he was in the Six Paths of Reincarnation, Shang Yi once said that he would encounter a disaster this time. Could it be that "crying old man"?
Thinking about the speculation about the problems inside Shaolin Temple, Meng Qi suddenly felt that perhaps the reason why the crying old man appeared this time, besides being greedy for power, was that he knew from inside Shaolin Temple for some reason that his master was about to set out from the vast sea to the Vajra Temple.

"Is this targeting the Master?!" How could Meng Qi not understand? He naturally knew that the other party could not have set up such a big scheme to target him, so it must be his Master, the great outdoor expert Master Xuan Bei!

Shang Yi already knew what was going on. He did not try to attract Xuan Bei's attention. He just watched Xuan Bei walk outside with his two disciples Zhen Hui and Meng Qi. Xuan Bei was obviously there to commemorate his two young sons. There was no need for him to join in the fun.

Sure enough, not long after Xuan Bei and the other two left, the sky began to change. The wind howled and the cold wind howled, as if countless ghosts were fleeing from the underworld.

Shang Yi's eyes were flashing with golden light, and he could clearly see that in the distance, countless sandstorms were being blown up in the vast ocean. Within a hundred miles, there were flying sand and rocks everywhere, rushing towards the top of the hill.

The oasis at the foot of the mountain withered in an instant, and the herdsmen and cattle stood stiff and dehydrated like mummies. The earth dried up and cracked inch by inch, as if it were a natural disaster!
On the battlefield, with the top of the hill as the core, sand and gravel were like a dragon, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, rolling up into the sky in circles, as if the most terrifying sandstorm was coming.

And in the swirling hurricane of sand, there were vague black shadows. They were twisted and unsteady, invisible and intangible, with a heavy and sinister aura, and their cries were shrill, and they kept rushing towards the top of the peak.

This is exactly the "Evil Ghost Claiming Life" from the "Eighteen Beats of the Unjust Souls" activated by the crying old man using the crazy sand magic skill!
At the foot of the mountain, the green oasis quickly withered amid the flying sand and rocks, and the ground turned desolate and yellow, as if all the water had been drained out. The cattle, sheep and herdsmen all stood stiffly in place, their skin and muscles dehydrated inch by inch. Faint black shadows flew out of their bodies and headed towards the "evil spirits" on the top of the peak.

This horrific scene did not stop at the hill and the nearby oasis, but spread to an area of ​​hundreds of miles in radius, trying to drain the souls of all living things and wither the entire earth.

Outside Liusha Village, covered by wind and sand, the relatively normal soil dried up and cracked, extending from the direction of the hill all the way into the village and to the area behind.

At the market, pedestrians froze one after another, their movements slow, their skin shriveled, and dark shadows struggled to get out of their bodies.

The wind and sand hit the outside of "The First House in the Hanhai", making a dense popping sound, causing this seemingly shabby inn to shake and creak, and it seemed that it would soon lose its moisture, turn into powder, and collapse to the ground.

Inside the inn, the guests at each table became dazed and on the verge of losing their souls, just like the herdsmen outside.

Qu Jiuniang stood up at once, her eyebrows raised, and she shouted loudly: "Old immortal, be careful of the punishment from heaven, or you will give birth to a son without an asshole! Did my inn offend you?"

As she shouted coldly, a cold wind seemed to blow through the inn. The guests dining and staying there all shuddered and woke up. They looked at each other in fear. At the same time, the wooden boards on the outer wall of the inn no longer showed signs of dehydration, but they were still shaking and creaking in the wind and sand.

"The fight between grandmasters is too terrifying..." Sha Ke, whose eyes were like sapphires, murmured to himself. This place was dozens of miles away from the fight, and he and others almost had their souls sucked away. If it weren't for the mysterious Qu Jiuniang, they would not have escaped this disaster.

Shang Yi was naturally not affected, but his expression became colder and colder. The crying old man's methods were too cruel. He used evil skills unscrupulously. In order to increase the power of his moves, he included all living beings within the range of his spirit in the "evil ghost claiming lives". The more souls gathered, the stronger the power would be!
However, the people in the underworld did not say anything, but those innocent herdsmen, merchants, travelers, etc. all died because of the weeping old man. Is this reasonable? Is this fair? Can we just watch this?
As if noticing the change in Shang Yi's expression, Qu Jiuniang transmitted her voice:
"Boy, don't be impulsive. The crying old man is a grandmaster who ranks at the top of the outer scene and has crossed three ladders. You haven't really reached the outer scene realm yet, so there is no point in taking action!"

Shang Yi shook his head and said through telepathy:

"If I don't make a move, my mind won't be clear. If my mind isn't clear, what's the point of practicing martial arts?"

As he said this, he took a step forward and disappeared into the inn.

There were also knowledgeable people in the inn, who immediately exclaimed in a low voice:

"Is that the Divine Foot Power, one of the six magical powers of Buddhism!?"

"Who is he? How could he have realized the power of divine feet at such a young age?"

"That seems to be the young genius who has just risen recently - Huai Kong. Two months ago, on the way to Yuhai, he killed many bandits, including a martial artist who had reached the peak of enlightenment. Moreover, no one could recognize his martial arts style. Every move he made was the most ordinary martial arts."

······
After leaving the inn, Shang Yi did not directly participate in the battle between the crying old man and Xuan Bei. Instead, he used his supernatural powers to stand in the void and borrowed the power of the precious weapon "Xuanniao" to practice the "Self-Sacrifice Technique".

Suddenly, infinite Buddha light bloomed in the void, illuminating the figures that had their vitality drained away and were slowly turning into mummies.

Thanks to the crying old man's action, Meng Qi, who had difficulty moving in the Quicksand, also recovered. The dark gold flowing on his skin was no longer dull, but became pure again.

Under the shining Buddha's light, the vitality that had been extracted from those innocent creatures was slowly recovering, and the deathly aura, the broken aura, and even the yin and ghostly aura infected by the "Eighteen Beats of the Unjust Souls" on these creatures were flowing into Shang Yi's body through the connection of the Self-Sacrifice Technique.

Sacrifice your life, feed the tiger and the eagle, and die for the sake of righteousness.

This is a Buddhist practice that absorbs the injuries of others into one's own body and transfers their vitality to save people. Shang Yi saved the young hero Lin in the Doercha world. Now Shang Yi naturally wants to use this to save those innocent lives.

Moreover, with Shang Yi's realm breakthrough, and the use of the precious weapon "Xuanniao" to absorb the power of heaven and earth, the cost of saving these ordinary people is not great.

What is more noteworthy is that Shang Yi absorbed extremely negative energies such as death, destruction, yin and ghost energy from his body. Once these energies entered Shang Yi's body, they began to rampage around, destroying Shang Yi's meridians, acupoints and internal organs.

Shang Yi was not worried about this at all. His mind changed and the heart bell in his body vibrated.

"Dang~dang~dang~"

An old shadow with white hair and beard suddenly appeared above the golden bell.

"Shua~shua~shua~"

The old shadow waved the long sword in his hand, and the sword light flashed continuously. The first eighteen swords were incredibly fast and sharp, forming a sword net of "three threes are endless, six sixes are infinite"; followed by four styles of ruthless, heartless and unrighteous swords; finally, the twenty-two swords merged into one, evolving into a peerless sword that shattered time and space.

In the end, the old shadow disappeared from the Zizaixin Bell, leaving only a pure and extremely powerful sword mark.

Shang Yi still did not stop. The perception of the origin of complete destruction in the world of Devouring the Stars flashed through his mind. The breath of death, yin energy, and ghost energy that flowed into Shang Yi's body were mixed together by Shang Yi's powerful mental power at this moment, and evolved with the evolution of the perception of the origin of destruction.

"Ding~~~"

The free heart bell in Shang Yi's body vibrated. As Shang Yi evolved the source of destruction, he instantly felt that on the other side of the void, there was a world full of endless demonic energy, yin energy, breath of death and destructive power.

"Jiuyou!"

Shang Yi murmured in his heart, and the Nine Nether World seemed to sense Shang Yi's potential in destruction, and the Nine Nether demonic energy continued to flow into his body through the void.

Below the Free Heart Bell, the Nine Netherworld demonic energy gathered and eventually formed an illusory small Nine Netherworld world, as if it was suppressed by Shang Yi's Free Heart Bell, but it also seemed to form two poles of good and evil.

Shang Yi's understanding of destruction merged with the Sword 23 on the Free Heart Clock. The sword that broke through time and space became the Heaven-Destroying Sword 23 that belonged to Shang Yi alone! (End of this chapter)