Ning Que was vigilant and uneasy, but he did not know that Qi Mei was looking at him in front of the broken wall with even more complicated emotions. The two sects decided to ignore the Academy and kill the Daughter of Yama. Naturally, they had made sufficient investigation and preparation in advance. The absolute focus of attention was Ning Que's strength and state. In the end, they came to a shocking and speechless conclusion.
— In the battle of the same state, this person was invincible.
There had always been a legend in the cultivation world that a Talisman Master could basically crush cultivators of the same state, especially when the state was higher and higher. However, the two sects did not think that Ning Que was invincible in the battle of the same state. After all, a legend was a legend, and Talisman Masters were not good at fighting.
But Ning Que was very good at fighting and had countless powerful fighting methods. In the battle of the same state, if he kept a distance, the Primordial Thirteen Arrows was the most terrifying weapon in the world. It had a longer killing range than all flying swords. Unless he was facing a peerless powerhouse like the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai, he could be invincible.
If a cultivator chose to fight with Ning Que in close combat, he had already been possessed by the Devil due to his cultivation of the Great Spirit. His body was extremely tough and powerful. Sangsang was best at close combat. If he wanted to fight with Ning Que by controlling the Qi of Heaven and Earth, he was already a Divine Talisman Master and could seal all changes around him.
If he wanted to fight with Ning Que in Psyche Power, it was even more meaningless. Master Dao Shi died in Chang 'an City and Qi Nian returned without success in the Lanke Temple. And if he wanted to fight with Ning Que in terms of willpower or skills, who dared to say that they were more powerful and unpredictable than Ye Hongyu?
These were things that Ning Que had proven in the past battles. Even Cheng Ziqing of the Knowing Destiny State of the Sword Garret and Master Boshu of the Xuankong Temple were defeated by him. Although Mo Shanshan, the Calligraphy Addict, had helped him at that time. So they could not choose people to fight with Ning Que based on their state.
The two sects finally decided to let Ye Hongyu, Luo Kedi and Master Qi Mei of the Divine Priest of Judgment to lead the operation to kill the Daughter of Yama. This was based on the previous analysis. Not to mention Ye Hongyu, who was used to being alone and had now gone to the swamp in the Wilderness, Master Qi Mei and Luo Kedi were the best candidates to fight with Ning Que.
Luo Kedi was a strong cultivator of Martial Arts, and Master Qi Mei was the eminent monk with the strongest close combat ability in Xuankong Temple. Although Ning Que's close combat ability was also very strong, he had only cultivated the Great Spirit for a short period of time. No matter how one looked at it, it was impossible for him to surpass these two bigwigs in this aspect.
Master Qi Mei had been chasing Ning Que and Sangsang from the depths of the Wilderness to Chaoyang City. Before meeting them today, he had been silent and calm, because he also thought so. As long as they met, the story would end.
However, he did not expect that just after he found Ning Que and the Daughter of Yama, Luo Kedi would be seriously injured before the Daughter of Yama could even attack.
If it were any other cultivator, they would naturally feel anxious and even have the thought of retreating in such a situation. However, Qi Mei was still calm because he believed that he could definitely make Ning Que stay, or at least hold him back until the horse carriage entered Chaoyang City.
"Mr. Thirteen's saber is so fast."
Qi Mei glanced at the wound below his lower abdomen that was gradually healing but still looked terrible. Then he raised his head and looked at Ning Que who was in front of the broken wall. He said, "But you can't kill me."
Ning Que's right hand that was holding the hilt slightly tightened. He looked at the middle-aged monk and said, "As long as you are a human, you can definitely be killed. The only difference is how many times you need to cut. I just want to know who you are."
"I am a poor monk, Qi Mei."
"So you are a senior monk of the Seven generation in Xuankong Temple. It seems that you are Qi Nian's Younger Brother."
Master Qi Mei looked at Sangsang who was behind Ning Que and said, "Mr. Thirteen, do you really not pity the people in the world and insist on protecting the Daughter of Yama? Even the Headmaster of Academy may not agree with you. "
Ning Que said, "The Headmaster did not say that what I am doing is wrong."
Master Qi Mei said, "But the Headmaster of Academy did not say that what you are doing is right."
"The rules of the Academy do not explicitly prohibit it, so you can do it." After a short pause, Ning Que continued, "And even if the Headmaster says that I am wrong, it will not affect my choice."
Qi Mei sighed and said, "You are indeed an extraordinary person with a firm mind. However, it is a pity that neither I nor the people in Chaoyang City will allow you to leave with the Daughter of Yama."
Ning Que looked at a tree in the distance. Luo Kedi was leaning against the tree, covered in blood. His right hand was tightly clutching his throat. There were some people around him who seemed to be treating him.
"Originally, the two of you did have the ability to keep me here. However, it is a pity that Luo Kedi has been disabled. Now you cannot keep me here alone."
Master Qi Mei said calmly, "If that is the case, why are you still here, Mr. Thirteen?"
Ning Que withdrew his gaze from the tree and looked at the powerful middle-aged monk in front of him. He said calmly and naturally, "I am thinking whether I should leave like this or kill you first."
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Master Qi Mei put his palms together and said expressionlessly, "I have said that you cannot kill me."
Ning Que said, "I have also said that as long as you are a human, you can be killed. It just depends on how many cuts are needed."
Master Qi Mei put down his right hand and looked at his left hand which only had two fingers left. He said indifferently, "When I was young, I once asked myself the same question. How many cuts do I need to cut myself into countless pieces and then burn them for peace?"
"I first cut my little finger, then my ring finger, and then my middle finger. However, when it came to this index finger, I found that no matter how many cuts I made, I could not cut it off."
He looked up at Ning Que and asked with a smile, "How many cuts do you need?"
Ning Que had seen Qi Nian's Dharmakaya of the Acalanatha in the Lanke Temple. He had also seen the old monk's left palm glowing with a golden light before he died in the Wilderness. He understood the power of the Buddhism Sect's secret method. After a moment of silence, he said, "I once killed an old monk not far from the Bodhi tree."
"The one who died in your hands was the preaching monk."
Master Qi Mei said, "The monk spent most of his life seeking wisdom in the vast Buddhist scriptures. He could not bear to waste his time and energy on external Dharma, so his body only became a Golden Buddha."
"It sounds very powerful." Ning Que looked at Qi Mei's palm and thought of the golden light that flashed on the monk's palm. He asked, "Is there anything stronger than a Golden Buddha?"
Master Qi Mei said, "There are thousands of Buddhism Dharma, but it is the same. The cultivation is to enter Buddhism through meditation and become a Buddha through the body. Both the body and mind are indestructible, and I have cultivated to become a Buddha through the body."
"You are indeed a Buddhist sublime being. You can even tell the enemy honestly. It is really admirable."
Ning Que did not look touched at all. He showed a slightly sarcastic smile and said, "And the enlightenment of a broken finger is indeed an excellent story. You should have told it longer and more details."
Master Qi Mei was slightly shocked. He guessed that Ning Que might have seen through his intentions.
"Since you found out that you might not be able to keep me here, you have been delaying time. It seems that there is a big shot who is more terrible than you who has become a Buddha through the body coming to Chaoyang City soon."
Ning Que said, "I am very clear about my own state of strength. If I really fight empty-handed, I can't even beat you, let alone that big shot. So I can't let you continue to delay. The reason why I was willing to accompany you to talk about these things and listen to the story of the broken finger was that I also needed to rest and make some preparations. And I finally decided to kill you before leaving. "
As soon as he finished speaking, without any warning, the sharp and dull podao turned into a gray thunderbolt. It broke through the air and slashed toward Qi Mei's throat!
Seven fingers spread out in the air to catch the blade that seemed to be faster than lightning. Master Qi Mei was ready. Even if Ning Que's podao cut into his chest, he would catch it.
However, no one had expected that Ning Que's podao would change abruptly. It converged like flowing water in front of Qi Mei, and then retracted. Suddenly, it turned into an iron hammer and smashed heavily on the ground!
With the counterforce from the podao, Ning Que bent his knees slightly, bent his body, and broke through the air. He jumped onto the broken wall with Sangsang on his back. He tiptoed on half of the broken bricks and swept toward the houses!
At the beginning of the confrontation on the broken wall, Qi Mei's plan was to delay time, while Ning Que's plan was to escape. He had never thought of killing this high monk of Xuankong Temple, regardless of whether he could do it or not. Even if he could, he would have to pay a very heavy price. How could he escape with Sangsang at that time?
Whether it was the conversation or the momentum, he was creating a kind of momentum and atmosphere of mutual destruction. But those were all fake. They were all preparations for the last moment of escape!
Looking at the figure that swept over the broken wall, Qi Mei shouted and stretched his right arm forward. His body seemed to suddenly grow longer, and so did his arm. He slapped heavily toward Ning Que's back!
Sangsang was carried on Ning Que's back, and the direction of the palm was her body.
When Qi Mei's palm fell, there was a trace of shame on his face. Although she was the Daughter of Yama, she looked like a thin and sick little girl. It was not a glorious act to threaten Ning Que with her, and it was not in line with the reputation of a high monk of Xuankong Temple. But other than that, he could not think of any other way to make Ning Que stay.
Ning Que did not shout that the bald donkey was shameless and hypocritical, because he did not have time to shout those words. And those words were indeed meaningless. The person that the Buddhism and Taoism Sects wanted to kill was Sangsang. He was not forced to turn around and use his podao to protect Sangsang as Qi Mei had expected. Thus, he was besieged by Qi Mei and more than a dozen West-Hill Divine Guards who had already jumped into the air. Because he had already made preparations.
In the previous conversation, Ning Que told the truth at the end. He used the interval of the battle to make preparations under the broken wall. He believed that those preparations could help him and Sangsang escape.
The big black umbrella appeared in Sangsang's hands, and she unfolded it to cover her back.
There was a Fu paper in the brick crack of the broken wall, and it quietly turned into a wisp of green smoke.
Master Qi Mei struck with his palm, and the Qi of Heaven and Earth around the small courtyard suddenly condensed. It fell with the palm, and its power was as heavy as a mountain. However, when it was still some distance away from the black umbrella, the Qi of Heaven and Earth instantly collapsed!
Countless extremely thin invisible lines appeared in front of the broken wall. Those lines were extremely sharp, as if they could cut everything in the world. It was the Jing Fu that Ning Que had inherited from his master, Yan Se!
A West-Hill Divine Guard leaped into the air and chopped at Sangsang's leg that was exposed outside the umbrella from the side. The God-given knife in his hand suddenly made a series of cracking sounds. The shimmering talisman lines on the surface of the knife seemed to have encountered something terrible, and they dimmed in fear. The knife was suddenly broken into three pieces!
The rest of the West-Hill Divine Guards who had leaped into the air to kill Ning Que were alertly aware of the sharp cutting intent in the air in front of them. They forcibly lowered their bodies, barely stopped their forward momentum, and rolled around awkwardly.
Master Qi Mei also noticed the sharp talisman intent, and instantly thought that it must be the Jing Fu. However, he did not retreat in fear like the West-Hill Divine Guards. Instead, he continued to sweep over the broken wall with a determined look.
With numerous soft sounds, at least twenty blood lines appeared on Master Qi Mei's body and cheeks in an instant. The broken monk's robe was cut into hundreds of pieces and flew away.
After the battle in the Lanke Temple, both the Buddhism and Taoism sects knew that Ning Que had become a Divine Talisman Master and learned an extremely powerful Divine Talisman. In contrast, although his Jing Fu was also very powerful, it was still in the category of Seethrough Realm. It was far from the effect of Master Yan Se's Jing Fu, which could cut the sky and the earth.
Master Qi Mei's body had already become a Buddha. The Jing Fu might seriously injure him, but as long as he did not die on the spot, he could always recover afterwards. Therefore, he did not hesitate to rush over.
If Ning Que had used the unknown Divine Talisman in the cultivation world, he would not have dared to rush over even if his body had become a Buddha. However, he was sure that Ning Que would not dare to use the Divine Talisman that consumed a lot of Psyche Power until the last desperate situation. If Ning Que really used it at this time, it would be worth it even if he died.
Master Qi Mei, with the determination to die for a just cause and the compassion of sacrificing himself to save the common people, rushed toward the sharp talisman intent in front of the broken wall. In an instant, blood was dripping again. However, as he had guessed, Ning Que was not willing to hide the Divine Talisman in the Jing Fu. His feet finally stepped on the broken wall!
At this time, Ning Que had swept to the roof of a house more than a hundred feet away with Sangsang on his back. He was jumping to a small temple across the street. However, just as he jumped into the air, he suddenly twisted his waist and turned around!
Unknowingly, his hands had already held the iron bow, and the iron arrow was already on the string!
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Master Qi Mei's expression suddenly changed, and he flipped down from the broken wall.
With a slight buzzing sound, the string sounded around the small courtyard. The iron arrow, which could kill gods and destroy Buddha, had already reached the broken wall before the string sounded, and passed by Master Qi Mei's ear!
Master Qi Mei's earlobe was broken into bright red flesh powder and scattered in the air.
The iron arrow did not stop. It blasted two horrible arrow holes in the chests and abdomens of the two West-Hill Divine Guards, and then deeply shot into the ground, leaving only a dark arrow hole.
The two West-Hill Divine Guards did not make any sound and fell to the ground dead.
Master Qi Mei looked at the figure that quickly passed through the eaves in the distance, and knew that he could no longer catch up with him. His face full of blood showed a very complicated expression.
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