Chapter 277

"I met an acquaintance. I'm going to have a look."

After saying that, Xu Qi 'an turned around and went downstairs. He bypassed the crowd from a distance in a low-key manner and approached the old auntie in a cloth dress and a Jing hairpin.

Chu Yuanzhen's eyes followed him. Seeing that his target was an old and plain-looking woman, he suddenly laughed.

"Xu Ningyan's hobbies are a bit unique."

Hengy Yuan frowned. When he was about to defend your excellency Xu, he saw Xu Qi 'an in the distance showing a "lecherous" smile and talking to the woman.

The woman ignored him and even rolled her eyes at him. Your excellency Xu didn't care and kept talking.

Seeing this scene, Hengy Yuan suddenly lost the confidence to defend himself. He said dryly, "It's not necessarily a bad thing to be a romantic young man."

Chu Yuanzhen laughed. "The Top Courtesan of the Musical House is beautiful, but I always feel that something is missing. This married woman is very unique."

Hengy Yuan was helpless. He could only lament his misfortune and hate his lack of ambition.

"Your excellency Xu is good in everything, except that he is lecherous and dissolute."

After Number One's propaganda in the Heaven & Earth Society, Xu Qi 'an's lecherous character had been deeply rooted in the hearts of the holders of the fragments of the Earthly Book.

"Auntie, why are you here again? Look at your attire, you don't look like a woman from a wealthy family. Isn't it fragrant? You only know how to come out and watch the fun every day. "

"Is that man on the stage your man?"

"How much money did you bring today? Don't let them be stolen. Come, come, I'll take you to a place with fewer people."

The old auntie only rolled her eyes at him coquettishly at the beginning. Then she ignored him and let him keep chattering in her ears.

She showed great disgust for the handsome Xu Yinluo.

Xu Qi 'an didn't get angry even though he asked for it. He just stopped talking and focused on the two fighting in the ring.

This time, Monk Jing Si no longer tried to be modest. He chose to fight hand-to-hand with a sixth-class martial artist with bronze skin and iron bones.

Clang, clang, clang …

The loud sound reverberated between the fists, like the continuous ringing of bells or the hammering of blacksmiths, because there were sometimes glaring sparks between the two.

The onlookers cheered to their heart's content, and the cheers were endless.

One of the children was engrossed in the fight and excitedly ran to the arena, shouting excitedly.

"F * ck off!"

Xu Qian swept his leg and kicked him away. The child flew a few meters away and landed in the arms of a man. That man seemed to be his father. He stared at Xu Qian in shock and anger, but did not dare to act rashly.

"Are you hurt?" the man asked anxiously.

"It doesn't hurt," the child said with a smile.

The old auntie turned to glance at Xu Qi 'an before turning her head back expressionlessly. She focused on the battle in the ring.

The battle in the ring didn't last long. After the time it took to burn a stick of incense, the sixth-class martial artist was punched in the chest by Monk Jing Si. He finally couldn't hold on any longer and broke through his hard body technique.

"The Buddhist's Invincible Vajra lives up to its reputation."

The man cupped his hands. He seemed to be too ashamed to stay any longer. He jumped off the ring and left in a hurry.

The old auntie stomped her foot lightly.

Xu Qi 'an was a little surprised. How should he put it? He could always see the postures and expressions of a young girl on this old auntie.

His aunt would occasionally be like this, but it wasn't as exaggerated as hers.

'This is an auntie who doesn't know her age …' Xu Qi 'an concluded in his heart and said with a smile, "This is like a collision between two sabers.

"It's like two sabers colliding. When brute force is about the same, the saber with the better quality will win. The Buddhist's Invincible Vajra is said to have come from the hands of Buddha. As for a martial artist's bronze skin and iron bones, the 'quality' varies. It's not an injustice to lose. "

The old auntie turned her head and said disdainfully, "You make it sound so real. Why don't you go on stage? Didn't you kill a sixth-class Warrior with one strike?"

Xu Qi 'an narrowed his eyes and asked, "Hey, didn't you leave at that time? How do you know that I killed a sixth-class martial artist with one strike?"

The old auntie sneered. "I'm neither deaf nor mute, unless there's another Silver Gong in Tiannan City."

"Hey, you were the one who called people to beat me up that day, right? Auntie, which family's madam are you? Which department does your man work in?" Xu Qi 'an stopped pretending and asked directly.

That day, the sixth-class martial artist dressed as a Pugilist went on stage to provoke him for no reason. He named Xu Qi 'an and challenged him. He could have arrested him directly, but in order to pretend … to show his divinity, he chose to accept the challenge.

After the incident, before he could interrogate him, the Pugilist Warrior was taken away. Who could take someone away from the Yamen of the Night Watchman?

Xu Qi 'an guessed that the "family" was either someone from the military or a guest of some big shot.

Just now, when Xu Qi 'an saw another sixth-class martial artist go on stage and saw the old auntie mixed in the crowd, he suddenly had a burst of inspiration and remembered that he had indeed offended someone.

This old auntie's identity was definitely not as simple and ordinary as her appearance, and he had indeed offended her that day. Although it wasn't a big deal, the narrow-mindedness of women was another matter altogether.

Xu Qi 'an had reason to suspect that the sixth-class martial artist that day had been instructed by this old auntie.

Hearing Xu Qi 'an's question, the old auntie smiled. "Go on stage and chop this little monk, and I'll tell you."

Xu Qi 'an shook his head.

"Are you afraid?" The disdain in her eyes deepened.

"I'm afraid. It wasn't easy for me to pull myself out of the Buddhist diplomatic group's sight, and I don't want to have too much to do with Buddhist monks …" But Xu Qi 'an still couldn't help but press on the hilt of his saber, muttering.

"I can't break his Invincible Vajra."

I'll let you know that there's always someone better than you! The old auntie pursed her lips. Her eyes were filled with mixed emotions — disappointment and smugness.

At that moment, an azure-robed swordsman flew out from a nearby restaurant and landed lightly in the arena.

When the crowd saw that someone had challenged the monk again, they immediately perked up. They planned to watch another round of drama and discuss who the azure-robed swordsman was.

"Chu Yuanzhen …"

Xu Qi 'an heard the old auntie mutter.

She knows Chu Yuanzhen? Oh, Chu Yuanzhen used to be the Solicitor General after all. He's no stranger to Daibun's upper echelons … If Chu Yuanzhen makes a move, he'll most likely win.

Xu Qi 'an heaved a sigh of relief.

The little monk, Jingsi, had been occupying the arena, and the Imperial Court had lost face.

"Little monk, I'll only attack once. If you can block it, consider it my loss." Chu Yuanzhen smiled and calmly looked at Jingsi.

The boos rang out again. When the surrounding onlookers saw how arrogant the azure-robed swordsman was, their impression of him was greatly reduced.

Everyone could see that the little Venerable One from the Western Regions was indestructible. When the azure-robed swordsman spoke arrogantly, it was easy to think that he was an opportunistic person who yearned to become famous overnight.

"Patron, please!"

Jingsi pressed her palms together, fearless.

"Interesting." Chu Yuanzhen smiled. There was no desire to win or lose in his eyes. Instead, he was mostly there to join in the fun, just like the surrounding crowd.

Following that, Chu Yuanzhen did something that no one understood. He extended his hand toward the sky and opened his palm.

The sword on his back remained motionless.

Just as everyone thought that he was bluffing and was about to mock him, someone saw a stone fly up from his feet.

More and more stones soared into the air and surged toward the azure-robed swordsman's palm like a beehive.

Amidst the sounds of collisions, the stones merged seamlessly, forming a sword hilt. As the stones gathered, a four-foot-long stone sword took shape.

Whoosh —

An uproar erupted in the surroundings. Most of the crowd were just watching the show. The more flashy it was, the more impressive it was in their eyes.

Chu Yuanzhen's move was very flashy. Gathering stones as a sword was simply the means of an immortal. It was much more interesting than the Western monk who had only been beaten from beginning to end.

"Impressive!"

The old auntie's eyes lit up as she couldn't help but cheer.

After the stone sword took shape, Chu Yuanzhen held it and thrust it forward. In an instant, wind and thunder roared. A violent gale rose from the ground, causing the surrounding commoners to sway.

The sword's momentum was too fast. Monk Jingsi had no way to dodge. He pressed his palms together and didn't retreat.

Ding … Boom! Boom!

First, there was a sharp sound that pierced the eardrums, followed by the muffled sound of Qi exploding. Waves of air were like a raging tide, blowing away the crowd in the distance.

Fortunately, they had already encountered the so-called aura fluctuations over the past three days. The commoners didn't dare to approach the arena like before, so no one was injured. However, many people's ears bled from the shock.

Before the first sharp sound, the old auntie's ears were covered by Xu Qi 'an. The subsequent explosion of aura "pressed" her firmly into Xu Qi' an's arms.

Perhaps because she had never been so intimately touched by an unfamiliar man, the old auntie struggled violently. She stomped on Xu Qi 'an's feet with all her might.

When everything calmed down, the azure-robed swordsman and the young monk from the Western Regions stood in the arena. The young monk's Golden Body was no longer resplendent and appeared dim.

Chu Yuanzhen no longer had his sword in hand. There was only gravel between the two of them.

I've lost.

Xu Qi 'an thought regretfully. Then, he saw the old auntie push him away and swing her hand to slap him.

Xu Qi 'an raised his hand to block the slap. He said angrily, "Auntie, you're already so old, yet your temper …"

He didn't finish his sentence. In front of him was a snow-white wrist, wearing a Bodhi bracelet.

“？？？”

A series of question marks flashed in Xu Qi 'an's mind. He looked at the old auntie's gaze, slowly becoming strange.

He recognized this Bodhi bracelet. That day, he met the Jinlian Taoist priest by chance in the inner city and "won" the fragment of the Tomes of the Nether Domain and a Bodhi bracelet from him.

The bracelet was bought by a nobleman sitting in a gold-threaded cedar wood carriage.

It's her?!

"Let go …"

The old auntie's angry voice rang out. She gritted her teeth.

Xu Qi 'an obediently let go. The old auntie gave him a backhand slap and left angrily.

No way, the woman that the Jinlian Taoist priest said "will have a deep relationship with me in the future" is her?!

She's qualified to ride in a gold-threaded cedar wood carriage. So, this old auntie is the cousin of the Yuanjing Emperor, or the wife of a prince?!

What kind of relationship can such a woman have with me? Could it be … No, no, no. I can't let my thoughts slide. Maybe she has a daughter who's as beautiful as a flower and is fated to be with me … But with her mediocre looks, how could she have a beautiful daughter?

Thinking of the old auntie's beauty, Xu Qi 'an interrupted his young mother-in-law's train of thought. He thought to himself, "If there's a relationship, it doesn't necessarily mean marriage. It could be some other kind of fate."

"Speaking of which, I've already seen her twice in just a few days, and her background is unclear. She's not in my life or career, and she's not in my social circle. The fact that we can run into each other so often shows that Taoist Master Golden Lotus is right. We are indeed fated."

At this time, the surrounding audience recovered from the aftermath of the fight. Some people kept slapping their ears and talking loudly.

Those who were lucky enough not to have their eardrums hurt sighed.

"He didn't even win?"

"Are the Western Buddhists really that powerful?"

No one mocked Chu Yuanzhen. After all, that sword strike just now was already a god-like technique.

…

Xu Qi 'an led the little mare and walked slowly with Hengy Yuan and Chu Yuanzhen.

"Zhuangyuan Chu, how much strength did you use in that sword strike just now?" Xu Qi 'an asked curiously.

Chu Yuanzhen shook his head and did not answer the question. "That little monk's path is the same as yours, but it's also the opposite of yours."

Xu Qi 'an came to a sudden realization. Chu Yuanzhen meant that Monk Jing Si only knew Invincible Vajra. This was very similar to Xu Qi' an, who only had the strength of a single saber strike.

On the contrary, one of them attacked and the other defended.

"Then, Zhuangyuan Chu, do you think my spear can break through his shield?" Xu Qi 'an asked.

"You can!"

Chu Yuanzhen glanced at him and said with a smile, "But I can't."

Xu Qi 'an gave him a brick face. "Scholars are as annoying as Buddhists."

Chu Yuanzhen asked in surprise, "What do you mean?"

Xu Qi 'an smiled. "Think about it yourself."

Chu Yuanzhen immediately looked unhappy. A few seconds later, he suddenly understood. He shook his head and laughed. "It's really boring to play tricks. Only those who think they're smart would do this."

After a pause, he said, "Your Heaven and Earth Slash is very powerful. After fusing with the secret of the Heart Sword, there are even fewer flaws. But in my opinion, it lacks a soul. "

Soul? Xu Qi 'an rejected the word.

"You used the Heaven and Earth Slash, but it's only the Heaven and Earth Slash. What I used wasn't a sword technique, it was my will and spirit. When I am lazy, the Sword Qi is lazy. When I am gentle, the Sword Qi is gentle. But when I am angry, my sword spirit can pierce through the sky. "Chu Yuanzhen said in a deep voice.

"This is the spirit! This is the soul! This is the true meaning of the Fourth Grade Warrior! "

Xu Qi 'an recalled the "divine power" of the Yamen in Jinluo and nodded. "But you also said that it is the true meaning of the Fourth Grade Warrior."

I am just a little silver gong in the Seventh Grade Spiritual Refinement Realm.

"I can teach you to cultivate the spirit. When you cultivate it to a high level, it is equivalent to having the ability of the Fourth Grade Warrior in advance. Of course, the effect will be greatly reduced. But with your Heaven and Earth Slash, it will be enough to break the Buddha's Vajra. "

"Cultivating a supreme art is not something that can be done in a day." Xu Qi 'an said.

What he really wanted to say was, "Can I learn your supreme art for free?"

"It's easy to get started!" Chu Yuanzhen smiled. "I figured out this trick a year after I started learning swordsmanship. It will only take two or three days to master it. But it is very difficult to cultivate it to a high level. "

"Please enlighten me, Zhuangyuan Chu." Xu Qi 'an said quickly.

"Let me tell you the trick first. It is not difficult. In fact, it is to integrate your spirit into it and turn it into the Sword Qi or the Saber Qi. It is simple spirit, nothing more than happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy." Chu Yuanzhen said frankly.

"This is the path that the Human Sect has taken. What I am doing is equivalent to finding a new trick based on the foundation of the Human Sect."

…

Lingbao Temple.

In a quiet room in the quiet backyard, the Yuanjing Emperor and the Nation Master were talking. The old Emperor held a chess piece in his hand and sighed.

"Chu Yuanzhen also lost."

The Nation Master had a cinnabar dot between her eyebrows. Her facial features were gorgeous but not vulgar. She had a plump figure, a perfect blend of the elegance of a young girl and the charm of a young married woman.

She was both innocent and coquettish.

She was a straightforward chess player and did not use her brain. Her chess pieces clattered on the ground. Upon hearing this, she replied, "It's just a casual sword move. What's there to talk about?"

The Yuanjing Emperor nodded. "But no matter what, it made the little monk famous and the Buddhism in the West Region famous."

Although Emperor Yuan Jing was in the palace, he knew everything that happened in the capital city, especially the information about the diplomatic mission in the Western Region, like the back of his hand.

"Your Majesty, do you think you are in the wrong?" Luo Yuheng frowned. As she played, she found that she was about to lose.

So during the conversation, she quietly changed the position of two chess pieces.

"In the wrong?"

The Yuanjing Emperor smiled and then sighed. "Yes, I am in the wrong. But more than that, I feel helpless. The little monk is young and has amazing cultivation. There are no rising stars in the capital city. What can I do?

"It's not good to let the masters of the imperial army fight. That would be even more embarrassing."

Luo Yuheng could tell that the Yuanjing Emperor was blaming Chu Yuanzhen for not defeating the little monk quickly enough. Instead, he became a stepping stone for the little monk.

"The bald donkey came with ill intentions. I'm afraid he won't return to the West Region easily this time." The Yuanjing Emperor said.

"Your Majesty, just say what you want to say." Luo Yuheng said.

"A few days ago, Master Du 'e wanted to see the Supervisor, but he refused. The Supervisor lives in the Stargazing Tower and doesn't care about worldly affairs. If he doesn't pay attention to the monks in the West Region … I hope the Nation Master can help him. "

Luo Yuheng nodded slowly and changed the position of two chess pieces.

The Yuanjing Emperor, who had lost three games in a row, left the Lingbao Temple gloomily. On the way back to the palace, he ordered the old eunuch, "Ask Wei Yuan to find the monk. I don't want to see the little monk standing in the arena again."

The Yuanjing Emperor was expressionless and gloomy.

The old eunuch lowered his head and said, "Yes!"

…

In the Southern City, at the Shenshang Hall.

In the backyard, Xu Qi'an and Chu Yuanzhen were sitting cross-legged, listening to him talk about the secrets of "nurturing the will".

Master Hengy Yuan didn't avoid it. He sat at the side and secretly learned.

"It doesn't sound difficult, but how do I integrate the 'will' into the saber?" Xu Qi'an asked as he stood up and waved the black gold saber.

In the process, he tried to integrate his will into the saber according to the secret taught by Chu Yuanzhen.

But he failed.

"You are calm, without joy, sorrow, or anger … How do I nurture the will?" Chu Yuanzhen said helplessly.

"It's my fault. I have the calm spirit in my heart. I won't change my expression even if the mountain collapses in front of me." Xu Qi'an said.

The so-called high-spirited and vigorous spirit was essentially a kind of emotion.

Chu Yuanzhen thought for a while and said, "Actually, there is a quick way."

Xu Qi'an's eyes lit up. "Zhuangyuan Chu, please tell me."

"Come here." Zhuangyuan Lang smiled and waved.

Xu Qi'an walked over immediately.

"Slap!"

Chu Yuanzhen gave a backhand slap.

"You …" Xu Qi'an was angry. "Brother Chu, you did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"Can you cut out the will?"

"It doesn't work at all." Xu Qi'an rubbed his burning face.

"Then it's not good enough."

Chu Yuanzhen suddenly rushed over and kept waving his hands. Xu Qi'an tried his best to resist and dodge, but he was still slapped more than ten times.

Faced with the relentless Chu Yuanzhen, he was thoroughly enraged. It was also at this time that a thought of venting arose in his mind.

"Swoosh!"

The sharp saber Qi slashed out, twisting the air.

Chu Yuanzhen seemed unwilling to fight against this sharp edge. He raised his head and dodged. The saber Qi rushed into the sky and slowly dissipated.

"It works!" Xu Qi'an was happy.

The saber just now had exceeded the limit of his normal saber Qi. If it was used together with the Heaven and Earth Single Cut, its power would be even more powerful.

"You really are a genius." Chu Yuanzhen sighed.

He had said that he would be able to learn it in one or three days, but Xu Qi 'an had only used two hours.

"No, you're actually a genius at teaching students …" Xu Qi'an complained in his heart.

"But if I get hit every time I use this saber, wouldn't it be too much of a loss?"

Chu Yuanzhen replied, "That's why I said it's easy to get started, but difficult to master. Your will needs external stimulation, so you can't use it on your own. "

"Ah, another secret technique to cultivate … but I'm still a young man waiting for death after one slash …" Xu Qi'an felt that his path of cultivation had fallen into an irreversible state.

He learned more and more things, but the way he dealt with his enemies was still monotonous and extreme.

"But the power I can unleash is getting stronger and stronger. I wonder if there will be a day when no expert in the world can block my saber?"

…

That night, as expected, Xu Qi'an heard Second Uncle talk about the battle in the southern arena.

"It's said that an extremely powerful swordsman fought, but he still couldn't beat the monk from the West Region," Second Uncle Xu said with emotion.

"There are so many experts in the capital, but they couldn't even beat a little monk?" His aunt said casually while eating.

"There are many experts in the capital, but it's not good to hear that the strong bully the weak. There are many young experts, but it's said that it's the Invincible Vajra Technique unique to Buddhism. Not to mention people in the same realm, even those who are a level higher may not be able to defeat it. "

Second Uncle Xu explained to his long-haired but short-sighted wife.

His aunt was so angry that she trembled. "In the big capital, there's not even one outstanding young man. My Erlang doesn't practice martial arts, or else he would have knocked the little monk out with one punch."

Xu Erlang quickly waved his hand. "No, no, no, Mother, I can't do that."

He paused and said, "The envoy from the West Region is indeed a bit arrogant. Recently, when I was drinking with my classmates, they were quite indignant. There's a monk in the northern arena who chants and preaches every day. Every day, thousands of people listen to him for two to four hours. But those people are poor, how can they afford to waste time?

"There's also the little monk in the southern arena. He talks arrogantly because of his thick skin, but the Warrior in the capital can't do anything to him. My classmates all say that the Warrior can only be arrogant. "

These words offended both Xu Dalang and Second Uncle Xu at the same time.

"You scholars only have one mouth. You can say a thousand words without doing anything." Xu Qi'an sneered.

"That's true."

Xu Pingzhi praised his nephew, and at the same time, suppressed his son's arrogant wife. "Erlang is not made for martial arts. On the contrary, Lingyin has fat arms and legs, and is full of strength. She's more talented than him."

Xu Lingyue glanced at her sister, who was engrossed in eating meat. She covered her mouth and chuckled. "When the time comes, the family will really be poor."

After chatting for a while, Second Uncle sighed. "Let alone scholars, all the colleagues in the Imperial Blade Guards are angry. The monks from the West are too arrogant. "

"There's a reason why the Buddhists are arrogant. They are here to denounce us …" Xu Qi'an thought.

…

Night fell.

The monk in the green robe returned to the inn and went straight to see Master Du 'e. He put his palms together and said, "Uncle-Master, the Supervisor still won't see you."

In the orange candlelight, Master Du 'e's wrinkled face was half reflected by the candlelight, and the other half was hidden in the shadows.

"Got it. You can leave."

The monk retreated.

Master Du 'e closed his eyes again, and a golden light shot into the sky from the top of his head.

The golden light rose slowly, cut through the night sky, and disappeared. After a few seconds, dark clouds surged in the night sky, and thunder roared.

In the rolling black clouds, a ray of golden light lit up, and then, a surging golden light enveloped the entire capital.

The clouds trembled violently, and a Buddha's face emerged. Its eyes were wide open, and its eyebrows were vertical.

This Dharma Form was extremely huge, and its face alone was as big as half of the capital.

In the capital, the common people were not affected at all, but all the cultivators felt fear in their hearts at the same time. They were like small animals in the spring thunder, crawling and trembling.

Xu Qi'an woke up from his sleep and rushed out of the room with a pale face. He looked up at the sky and saw a golden Buddha's face condensed in the sky above the capital.

This was a scene that he had never seen in his life. It was as if the Buddha had descended and was looking down at the world from the clouds.

"Clang …"

The doors of the east wing and the room next door opened at the same time. The second Uncle Xu and Xu Erlang rushed out. The father and son's legs kept trembling, and they looked up at the sky.

"Father, Big Brother … Are the Buddhists of the Western Region going to attack in the capital?" Xu Erlang asked in a trembling voice.

Xu Pingzhi was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a terrifying scene in his life.

"Supervisor, why don't you dare to see me?"

At this moment, the Dharma Form spoke in human language. It was like thunder, and its voice echoed throughout the capital.

"Damn it … The high-level combat power of this world is indeed terrifying …" Xu Qi'an shook his legs and sighed.