The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

Chapter 162: The Six Phases of Diamond
Beside the clear river, two pairs of eyes intertwined in the void.

"You've made progress again."

Ah Qing's smile blossomed like a lotus.

"In just ten days, you were able to kill me."

Fang Xun said: "Why do you say that, young lady? I have no intention of killing you."

Although he said so, in his hands, 'Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night' and 'Prison Moon Blade' appeared out of thin air on the left and right.

When fighting against the Sweeping Monk, Fang Xun was able to do it with his bare hands, but when facing Ah Qing, he had to wield both a sword and a knife.

Ah Qing smiled, raised the bamboo stick in his hand slightly and pointed it at Fang Xun.

"You should know that whether or not to kill someone has little to do with whether or not you have the intention to kill."

"I understand," Fang Xun nodded, "but I don't want to take the initiative in front of the girl, so you should make the first move!"

Ah Qing's eyes flickered and he stopped talking. They had fought many times before and neither of them could do anything to the other. Now Fang Xun was finally going to break the deadlock.

She still raised her hand and waved lightly, without any worldly air.

With just a casual wave of his hand, he attracted the vitality of heaven and earth, and outlined a residual image in the void.

As soon as the afterimage appeared, Ah Qing had disappeared from the spot, and she slashed down with a sword in the air, just like the sword of Xuannv above the nine heavens breaking through the boundary.

"What a great swordsmanship!"

Although he had seen it many times, Fang Xun still couldn't help but praise it.

Ah Qing's sword may not be stronger than that of the current Yin Shen master, but it is completely natural and without any trace of being cut by a knife or an axe.

It makes you feel like the sky is trying to stab you and you must be stabbed.

This sword is so perfect that no trace can be found. It truly achieves harmony between man and nature, and there is no flaw to be seen.

Fang Xun understood that against this kind of opponent, exquisite skills were no longer effective and the only way to defeat him was to use force!
He did not move, and "Listening to the Spring Rain in a Small Building All Night" suddenly burst into a bright light.

The tip of the sword represented an ominous gray-white aura that had almost condensed into substance. It suddenly soared into the sky and turned into an unmatchedly sharp sword.

With a sword breaking through the air, an ominous calamity annihilated all the vitality of the heaven and earth around him. The grass and wild flowers also withered in an instant, leaving Ah Qing with no way to gain strength.

I saw waves rising and falling in the air, as if the void was collapsing.

Ah Qing only felt a chill in her chest, and the air around her was sucked into a vacuum making it impossible to breathe. This made her move and finally revealed her flaw.

But the gray-white sword that broke through the air had already come into view and was about to pierce her chest, but Ah Qing's wrist shook slightly.

After this shake, the slight flaw that had existed disappeared instantly, and it returned to perfection. The bamboo stick was lightly touched with gray-white sword energy.

What was strange was that this collision did not produce any sound. In an instant, the gray-white sword energy was disintegrated, like a pantomime.

But the next moment, there was a crackling sound under Fang Xun's feet, and the ground began to crack and shatter. The dissipated energy directly lifted up layers of soil and caused them to fly away.

Ah Qing's pupils suddenly shrank. This was the first time she felt threatened since fighting with Fang Xun.

However, facing such a tough opponent, her mind remained calm, and the bamboo stick in her hand shot out in the air again like lightning.

Then, sword lights were seen flying all over the sky, condensing into sword threads and falling down, forming a huge net that wrapped around Fang Xun below.

If other warriors saw this scene, they would probably be so shocked that they would not be able to sleep for three days and three nights.

Condensing Qi into threads, this ability to subtly control the shaping of Qi can be achieved by some people who have reached the highest level of enlightenment.

But only a master could do what Ah Qing did just now with ease and grace.

"Practicing sword skills like silk, you really didn't disappoint me, you also take my three swords, four swords, seven killing tribulations!"

Fang Xun was not surprised but happy. The swords in his hands rang together and flashed a terrifying cold light.

In an instant, a sea of ​​swords and waves swept in. The swords were vast and sharp, and the sky was full of them, making it impossible to tell whether it was the sword light or the sword shadow.

Then a grayish-white energy swept in like a strong wind, breaking the sword threads into pieces.

Boom boom boom boom——

In an instant, all the sword threads in the sky were strangled by the strong wind, but the strong wind composed of endless sword lights and sword shadows continued to roll towards Ah Qing in the air.

It seemed as if her delicate body would be crushed in the next moment!

In the face of life and death crisis, some people are so terrified that they can only close their eyes and wait for death, but some people can fully unleash their huge potential. Obviously, Ah Qing is such a person.

The more desperate the situation, the calmer the mind becomes.

Fang Xun has already used his strongest sword and saber attack. If Ah Qing doesn't handle it well, he might really be torn into pieces.

The violent gale would cut even a wall made of hundred-fold forged steel into pieces, let alone Ah Qing's flesh and blood.

Feeling the intense danger, Ah Qing wanted to retreat and dodge, but his body was in the air and he had no leverage.

She swung the bamboo stick violently, cutting into the strong wind in front of her. She actually borrowed a force from the air to make her body fly backwards rapidly in the air, barely avoiding the edge of the hurricane.

Rumbling--

Wherever the hurricane passed, there was devastation; soil, flowers, plants and trees were all blown away, and clear rivers rolled back for nine days like a waterfall flowing upstream.

Ah Qing was unharmed and landed steadily on a barren land.

Snapped--

With a crisp sound, the bamboo stick in her hand broke into pieces, and finally only a small section remained in her hand. She was also breathing slightly, as if she had consumed a lot of energy just now.

At this time, Fang Xun's figure appeared in front of her without her noticing.

"No more fighting. This move of Three Sabres, Four Swords, and Seven Killing Tribulations couldn't defeat you, which means we are still tied."

Ah Qing waved his hands and said, "No, I don't dare to take your move and can only dodge. I should lose!"

Fang Xun was stunned, and when he wanted to say something, Ah Qing's face suddenly bloomed with a smile that made all other flowers pale in comparison.

"If I lose, I lose. If I continue to fight, I will still be the loser."

Following these words, her figure began to slowly become transparent.

Fang Xun just stared at Ah Qing as he disappeared into thin air, and it took a long time for him to come back to his senses.

After an unknown amount of time, he finally sighed dejectedly.

"I don't know when I will be able to meet such a gorgeous woman again."

Among the martial arts characters that appeared in the martial arts hall and the various masters he had met in the world.

Only Dongfang Bubai, Zhu Wusi and A Qing left the deepest impression on him.

Dongfang Bubai is extremely talented, and Zhu Wushi can use his acquired body to defeat masters who have opened their minds.

Ah Qing's Heavenly Sword was the most beautiful sword Fang Xun had ever seen, and he admitted that he was moved. It was unknown how long it took Fang Xun to come back to his senses, sigh with melancholy, and after sorting out his mood, he left the messy riverside.

In the training ground, he did not linger for long, but immediately pushed open the third door of the martial arts hall.

The scene changed again, and the familiar whiteness came into view.

Fang Xun saw the simple-looking monk Yu appear in front of him.

I saw a monk in front of me, his clean robe was full of patches, and he was wearing only a pair of simple straw sandals.

He had nothing on his body, only a string of prayer beads that kept turning in his hands.

He looks like an ordinary person, but he is actually an enlightened monk with a compassionate face.

In the original novel, after Monk Yu met Lu Jian in Japan, he protected him and helped him escape back to China, taught him the "Sixteen Phases of Vajra", and used his life's skills to transform them into restrictions, sealing his Three Yuan Emperor Meridians and temporarily suppressing the "Black Sky Tribulation".

After recalling for a moment, Fang Xun bowed and said, "Master Yu, I am honored to meet you."

Monk Yu bowed slightly and said, "I don't deserve to be the master. I am just a practitioner."

Fang Xun nodded and got straight to the point: "I've heard that the King Kong lineage is passed down from one person to another, and the fate of the successor is determined by heaven. I wonder if I'd be lucky enough to see your sect's "Great King Kong Power"?"

Monk Yu said, "Donor, you are wrong. Our inheritance has always been a matter of fate. Every bite and every drink is a destiny. The fact that you and I meet here is fate."

Fang Xun's face became serious when he heard this: "Thank you, Master. Please give me some advice."

Monk Yu nodded and said, "Donor, please look at this palm of mine first!"

As he spoke, he pushed his palm towards him.

This palm strike looked ordinary, but Fang Xun seemed to hear Buddhist chanting in his ears.

Remove his appearance and observe his spirit. At this moment, Monk Yu is simple and majestic, which is exactly the appearance of being extremely foolish and clumsy, and he is extremely wise yet appears clumsy.

Fang Xun also threw a punch, which was equally ordinary. He knew that the other party was trying to teach him a skill under the guise of sparring, so he did not use his full strength.

The punch and palm were extremely slow, and it took three full breaths of time before they collided.

But at this moment, the two of them looked at each other.

Suddenly, precious light shone in Monk Yu's eyes, and Fang Xun felt a large amount of memories and insights pouring into his mind.

Monk Yu was seen with Buddha's light all over his body and chanting Zen incessantly, but beads of sweat covered his forehead and his face gradually turned pale, as if he had consumed a lot of energy.

This is exactly the Buddhist method of heart lamp initiation, conveying the heart through the eyes, and giving enlightenment.

Passing on your life-long wisdom and insights to others will, however, be detrimental to your vitality.

After a long time, the two men retracted their fists, and Monk Yu fell to the ground gasping for breath, with a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Fang Xun's eyes were blank, and it took him a while to recover. Seeing that Monk Yu was on his deathbed, he couldn't help but frown and asked, "Master, why do you have to do this?"

Monk Yu smiled and said, "I am a dead man. It is enough for me to live again and pass down the Taoist tradition. It is better to go home."

Fang Xun shook his head and sighed, "My knowledge is mixed, so I am not a suitable successor to the Vajra Sect. But Master, don't worry, I will definitely find a suitable successor in the future, so that your Vajra Sect will continue to be passed down in the world!"

After saying this, Monk Yu passed away with a smile on his face, and the last bit of life was completely extinguished.

Fang Xun watched his figure slowly disappear, sighed, then left the arena and returned to the training ground.

At this time, a new name appeared on the third door.

[Su Mengzhen, awakened, from "Say Heroes Are Heroes", to be defeated]

After seeing the name, Fang Xun did not push the door again, but prepared to digest what he had just received from Monk Yu.

The next moment, the entire training ground underwent earth-shaking changes.

The environment around Fang Xun turned into a cave.

The cave is about one person tall and less than five feet wide. The deeper you go, the narrower it becomes. A chilling cold air surges in from the depths of the cave.

This is the Tianzhu Mountain and the Tiansheng Pagoda, where the true forms of the six great patriarchs required for the Vajra lineage visualization method are located.

After receiving the initiation from Monk Yu, Fang Xun was able to conjure up this place in the martial arts hall.

He looked normal and walked straight forward. After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Fang Xun's eyes were blinded by the light and he could only squint slightly. After a while, he adjusted himself and could see everything clearly.

This place is located inside the mountain, a hundred feet above the ground. Above and below are blue-white rocks, as smooth as jade. The valley bottom is twenty feet in radius and gradually narrows upwards.

At the top, there is only a tiny hole that connects to the sky. A ray of morning sunlight shines into the hole and is reflected repeatedly on the mirror-like stone wall. Light and shadow are scattered and colorful. People in the valley feel like they are in a glass world, dazzling.

Fang Xun came to a stone wall and saw that it was inlaid with many stone rings. About ten feet above the stone rings, there were eight huge characters written with silver hooks and iron carvings: "The thirty-two aspects are right and wrong aspects". They were carved about an inch into the stone and were extremely thin and hard.

Six of the stone rings were connected to six stone boxes with several carvings on the surface. Fang Xun did not open the six stone boxes, but stepped forward and bowed slightly.

This is where the relics of the six patriarchs of the Vajra Sect are stored.

After paying his respects, he looked towards the first stone box and saw a portrait of a monk.

Although the portrait is small, it is painted with powerful brushstrokes. The monk is seen waving his sleeves and raising his feet, looking up with a smile on his face. The earth below is cracking, clouds above are breaking, the Milky Way is swallowing up, and he is looking down on all living beings.

This is exactly the "self-centered appearance" of Monk Jiuru, who founded the Vajra lineage.

As Fang Xun watched, he unknowingly developed a connection with the portrait, and the inner energy in his body began to circulate around his body along the route of "The Power of Vajra".

When he noticed something was wrong, he immediately came to his senses and his inner energy returned to normal.

Then Fang Xun went to look at the portraits of the other five Vajra Patriarchs one by one.

The second portrait of the Peanut Bodhisattva has rough and clumsy strokes, which at first glance look like the scribbles of a naughty child. However, upon closer inspection, it is full of vitality and innocence, as if this person has never been tainted by the slightest worldly filth in his life and has always maintained the innocence of a child.

The other four also had different postures and demeanors.

The small portrait of Yuan Toudao is painted with calm brushstrokes, profound meaning, cold and lonely, and deep and infinite.

The Venerable Mahasthamaprapta was dull and sluggish, like countless tiny holes chiseled out by a sharp awl on a stone wall, which were connected together to form a shape. His expression was like wet ash and burnt wood, completely lifeless.

Master Chong's portrait is painted in an elegant style, with round and bright skin, without any anger or smile, just like a jade figure.

However, when it comes to Monk Yu, the meaning changes again, becoming simple and complete, as solid as a mountain, with compassion revealed in his eyebrows and eyes.

Fang Xun just took a cursory look at it and did not deeply comprehend the artistic conception of it.

After seeing the six lifelike portraits, he couldn't help but sigh.

"In "Cang Hai", the world only knows that he is the descendant of Vajra, that his fate is predetermined by heaven, that he has the right eye and is the Dharma treasure, and that he is unrivalled in the past and present. They think that this is due to the "Great Vajra Power".

Little do they know that these six portraits are the greatest treasure of the Vajra lineage. If this kind of heritage were released into the modern world, it would definitely be able to support a master sect to be passed down from generation to generation!
Unfortunately, it still lacks Lu Jian's tolerance for all things and his kindness like water, which can accommodate all rivers."

(End of this chapter)