With magical powers, I can quietly meditate on sutras for hundreds of years and become an immortal.

Chapter 100 Exchange
  The battle took place at the west gate of the capital.

As early as when Li Zhen and the great monk Wuxiang had a passionate fist fight, it had already ended.

There is no imaginary collision between ancient and modern heroes.

Some are just one-sided crushing.

An ignorant Zen master who is still obsessed with the knowledge of the past years.

He simply doesn't understand.

Cultivation of martial arts will and heavenly and human martial arts to the peak at the same time.

As a result, Zhao Shenyue found her own martial arts path.

How strong is it at this moment?

When her spirit wanders in emptiness and silence, she can no longer think about life and death.

When breaking out of the [death barrier].

She is already invincible in this world.

It can even be said that she has completely surpassed all previous martial arts masters.

With his own strength, he pushed the limits of martial arts to a higher level.

The name Grandmaster can no longer describe her power.

Perhaps, she should be given a new title at this time:
  The supreme master!
  Therefore, Zen Master Wuwu failed.

The defeat was very simple and very shameful.

Zhao Shenyue could obviously end his life with one sword.

However, she missed the Seven Swords.

The first sword fell.

He nailed his body, which used to have the strength of a dragon and an elephant, to the highest gate tower in the ruins of the West City Gate.

The sword entered from his dantian, and the sword energy acted as a nail, shattering his hope of resistance.

The second sword, left hand.

The third sword, right hand.

The fourth sword, left leg.

The fifth sword, right leg.

The sixth sword.

Passed through his chest and stabbed into his heart.

The seventh sword.

The final sword was also the most fatal sword.

Entering from the center of the eyebrow, it can be easily penetrated like a hot knife inserted into oil.

But Zen Master Wuzhi did not die at this time.

However, I can't live anymore.

The experience of sitting in a golden body with his five senses closed for many years made his martial arts will particularly tenacious.

But that's all, it can't bring him back to life.

Instead, he was left on his deathbed.

Seeing Zhao Shenyue killing him like a chicken, she didn't even look at him again.

Holding the sword, he disappeared at the end of the street in the hazy drizzle.

Likewise, he saw it too.

As if carrying Wu Xiang like a dead dog, an ordinary Taoist wearing an ordinary blue Taoist robe slowly walked from the other side of the street.

Just like that, walking slowly and step by step.

Every step was like stepping on Wu Wu's heart that gradually stopped beating.

until
  He walked to the ruins of the west city gate.

He raised his head and looked at him with an unimpressive look.

Just like when he first glanced at those ordinary people.

No, there is something different.

He frowned slightly.

There seemed to be a look of disappointment flashing through his eyes.

That's it?

That must be what he was thinking.

Such a thought flashed through the remaining consciousness of the ignorant Zen master.

Indeed, he would think so if he were him.

He lived in the temple for more than a hundred years.

Once he was born, he thought he could break the last shackles for Buddhism's eastward journey.

However, now, this is the result.

Disappointed?
  Not too much.

Some are just regrets.

It's a pity that there are endless martial arts masters in the Central Plains.

Unfortunately, he was not able to witness the coming of the Buddha Kingdom with his own eyes.

But that's all.

In the next three hundred years, Buddhism flourished.

This is a prophecy sent down by the Lord, and no one can stop it.

He steeled himself and took one last look at the person looking at him below.

Wuzhi Zen Master recognized who he was.

Da Zhou is an ordinary bookkeeper.

At the same time, he was also another martial arts master in the Great Zhou Dynasty: Li Zhen.

Then he felt his consciousness spinning and falling.

Just before reaching the darkest, deadliest abyss.

He seemed to hear a sentence:

"It seems."

"Master, you are going to have a bad start today. I'm afraid you won't be able to accomplish anything."

Li Zhen seemed to say this as he looked at the Wuxiang monk who was lying in the mud of the ruins jokingly.

"The Taoist Master won today."

"Why bother, ridicule the poor monk again."    "Haha."

Li Zhen smiled softly.

I'm too lazy to talk to this tough-talking monk anymore.

"Tell me, how can I agree to Pindao's request?"

"Let the poor monk take Brother Wuwu's body back for burial."

Monk Wuxiang, whose head was swollen into a pig's head, clasped his hands together and expressed his request.

However, no matter how you look at it, there is an indescribable sense of joy.

Li Zhenqiang suppressed the laughter in his heart:
  "That's it?"

A fight is a fight.

But afterwards, there was no reason not to let others collect the body.

Zhao Shenyue left him here and ignored him.

This means that she doesn't care about it at all.

Although I kind of want to see if the monk can burn the relics.

But you can also put it aside for the time being, there will be opportunities in the future.

"there's one more thing!"

Wu Xiang saw that he didn't take it seriously and quickly said:

"The poor monk wants to discuss something with Taoist Master Li and that person on behalf of me, the Buddha."

"tell me the story."

Whether he agrees or not is another matter, Li Zhen is ready to listen first.

"Grand masters like us cannot easily interfere in matters that happen between ordinary dynasties in the future."

"If there is any dispute, we can discuss it."

"Oh?"

Li Zhen stared at the person in front of him with a half-smile.

The profound gaze seemed to penetrate the body of the monk Wuxiang and see through his inner thoughts.

"Master has a good idea."

"If you don't have enough strength, why don't you think about making peace?"

"I, the Buddha, are merciful and cannot bear to hurt innocent people."

Wuxiang chanted the Buddha's name, bowed his head and said nothing.

"Oh, regarding this matter, I personally agree with it in principle."

"But you also know that a poor Taoist with a humble position cannot be the master of the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"As long as the Taoist priest agrees."

Monk Wuxiang's eyes suddenly brightened.

Li Zhen, who had seen through his little thoughts, didn't expose it.

I just secretly thought in my heart that the shamelessness of the great monks has existed since ancient times.

But before you trick yourself into getting what you want, there's no harm in saying yes.

"It's impossible."

Li Zhen nodded.

"The Taoist priest is a true believer, and a poor monk will definitely not be let down."

"At that time, not only will I offer the Golden Body Technique with both hands, but I will also give you a copy of the Dragon Elephant Magic Technique."

Wu Xiang's eyes were blazing, as if he was afraid that Li Zhen would regret it.

Without waiting to ask questions, he explained on his own:
  "I, the Buddha, came from Western India to teach the Dharma freely and secretly."

"This Dragon Elephant Divine Art also contains what the Taoist Master needs."

"it is good."

Li Zhen responded with satisfaction.

Looking at the pig-headed monk in front of me, I became more and more pleased with him.

Sure enough, Jianghu is not just about fighting and killing.

There are still people and sophistication!
  Seeing that he agreed, Wu Xiang carefully stepped forward and took down the body of the ignorant Zen master.

Then, take a tentative step outward.

Looking back, he saw Li Zhen looking at him with a calm expression.

After all, he said a little worried:

"Is the Taoist going to let the poor monk go like this?"

"I trust the master."

Li Zhen said to him with a smile.

At the same time, there is still a sentence in my heart that I haven't said yet.

If you can run a monk, you can't run away from a temple.

Monk Wuxiang left without gaining anything.

With a head full of big bags and the body of an ignorant Zen master.

Li Zhen didn't want to know what the monks wanted to do.

He didn't care whether Zhao Shenyue and Zhao Qing's fishing plan succeeded.

He was just walking on the road, thinking about when his things would be delivered.

Although that thing doesn't sound very reliable.

But it’s also a backup option, isn’t it?

It's like insurance.

This is something you may never want to use in your lifetime.

However, you can't live without it when you need it.

Li Zhen, who was obviously in a good mood, returned all the way to Xianming Mountain.

But when he walked to the Chuixiang Tower.

Unexpectedly, he saw Zhao Shenyue's figure.

She was standing by the fish pond feeding the immortal.

Beside her was the fairy who was acting like a boy holding a sword.

(End of this chapter)