The old man went all the way to the west and saw a faint golden light rushing to the sky in the wilderness.
When he got closer, he saw thousands of soldiers forming a formation and charging forward.
What blocked their way was not someone, but a forest.
A bodhi tree.
The dense forest, thick and strong, covered the sky and the sun. It surrounded a battalion of soldiers of Chang 'an's Left Army Guard.
They wanted to pass, but there was no place for them to stand.
The soldiers cut down trees one after another, but more bodhi trees immediately grew up, blocking the army's way.
Outside the forest, a monk in gray sat on the ground with his palms together, silently chanting sutras.
The monk's clothes were shabby. He looked young, but his face was weather-beaten. No one knew how long he had been traveling.
The golden light that the Chen family elder saw in the distance came from him.
The soldiers of Chang 'an surrounded by the bodhi forest all drew their bows and shot out of the forest.
The rain of arrows flew over the bodhi forest and fell toward the young monk.
The young monk just closed his eyes and chanted sutras.
When the arrows fell on the top of his head, they lost their power and fell to the ground as if they had encountered an invisible barrier.
There were piles of arrows on the ground in front of the young monk, but he was safe and sound.
The young monk didn't fight back. The bodhi forest only blocked the army's way and didn't hurt anyone.
But the army was blocked here and couldn't move an inch.
The Chen family elder looked at the young monk from afar and thought to himself, "He is really a Buddhist cultivator."
He had heard that Buddhist cultivators focused on cultivating the mind and tempering the spiritual soul. Then the spiritual soul would appear outside and affect the physical body and the world outside.
When cultivation reached a certain level, everything would be empty and untainted. They could see through illusions and not be disturbed by external enemies.
Although it didn't hurt people, it was difficult for the enemy to hurt him.
So the rain of arrows fell to the ground in front of the young monk.
The bodhi forest was a means of creating a vacuum. It was similar to the Taoist method. The spiritual soul inside could affect the external world. The precious tree bloomed, creating something out of nothing.
It wasn't aggressive, but it was enough to defend oneself.
The bodhi forest set up by the young monk had trapped thousands of soldiers, making it difficult for them to escape.
The Chen family elder clenched his fists and walked toward the monk.
He had only heard rumors about Buddhist cultivators and had never fought them before. He did not know the details of the other party's Buddhist superpowers, which was why he was especially vigilant.
Sensing his gaze, the young monk opened his eyes and turned to look at him.
The Chen family's elder suddenly sped up and leaped into the air. Within a breath's time, he was less than thirty feet away from his opponent.
He raised his hand and punched, directly using the killing move of the Dragon Slaying Fist.
The biting cold and sharp iron-blooded Qi of weapons instantly struck the monk.
Ever since he started practicing the Dragon Slaying Fist, the Chen family's disciples had been diligent in their training. Basically, their strength had increased.
This Chen family elder was originally at the fifth realm, but after nearly half a year of hard work, he successfully broke through the bottleneck of many years and reached the sixth realm of martial arts.
At this moment, with this punch, the air between the two sides was squeezed to the sides.
The young monk seemed a little surprised by such a fierce punch.
In particular, the Bodhi tree in front of him was broken by his opponent's punch.
The punch did not stop and continued to fall on his head.
The young monk did not move. He clasped his hands together and chanted Buddha's name.
"Buddha is merciful."
The faint golden glow on his body suddenly condensed into a solid form and turned into a towering mountain.
The pale golden mountain shrouded the monk and blocked his opponent's fist.
The Chen family elder's Dragon Slaying Fist struck the golden mountain, but the mountain only shook slightly and did not crack at all.
Instead, he was sent flying backwards by the huge recoil.
The elder landed on the ground and took a few steps back. He regained his footing and looked at the young monk with a serious expression.
The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Your fist technique is too fierce and murderous. I had no choice but to offend you. Please forgive me."
The Chen family elder said in a deep voice, "Who are you? Why are you helping the Eastern Tang dynasty? "
The young monk replied, "My Buddhist name is Hui Ming. I was ordered by my master to travel the world. When I first arrived here, I saw two armies fighting. There were many casualties, so I intervened. I hope both sides can stop fighting."
The Chen family elder stared at him for a long time.
The many soldiers surrounded by the Bodhi forest could not see what was happening outside. They fired arrows again.
These arrows fell on the golden mountain that enveloped the monk and were all shattered into dust.
The Chen family elder's eyelids twitched when he saw this. "Should I thank you for showing mercy to my soldiers?"
"I only hope that both sides will stop fighting. I have no intention of helping one side to hurt the other."
The young monk said, "I only blocked the army's path for a while. Once the people who fled earlier are far away, I will not block your way again."
The Chen family elder snorted. "I am useless. I am not your opponent. You can say whatever you want!"
The young monk, Hui Ming, shook his head gently. "Monks are merciful. I have no intention of becoming enemies with you. I only hope that the people will kill less."
The Chen family elder did not say anything else. He coldly stared at the young monk.
The disciples of the Chen family who came with him saw this from afar and quickly reported to the Chen family. More masters came.
The two sides confronted each other. The arrows of the Chang 'an soldiers in the Bodhi forest were almost used up.
After a while, Hui Ming stood up from the ground.
The Bodhi forest that surrounded them suddenly withered and gradually shrank.
Thousands of soldiers hurriedly rushed out from within.
They went forward and surrounded the monk. The young monk, Hui Ming, was calm. He put his palms together and bowed to the crowd. "I have offended you just now."
After that, he flew into the sky and passed through the crowd.
The Chen family elder was chasing after him. Suddenly, he heard a voice from afar. "Since you are here, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"
Chen Jiezhi's figure appeared in the distance. He threw a palm at Hui Ming from afar.
Hui Ming put his palms together. "I have no intention of becoming enemies with anyone."
The golden light condensed and revealed the Buddhist Golden Mount Meru again. It enveloped the young monk.
Chen Jiezhi's Tempest Palm swept up a blazing storm and bombarded the golden mountain.
The golden mountain only shook, but it was not damaged at all.
Hui Ming was in it. He put his palms together and said, "If you have resentment in your heart, I am willing to take a few palms for you to vent your anger. I only hope that you will let the others go and don't kill again."
He did not fight back. He only used Golden Mount Meru to block Chen Jiezhi's palm attack.
Chen Jiezhi said quietly, "Then you have to suffer well."
After that, he clenched his five fingers into a fist.
It was just a fist posture. Before he made a move, Hui Ming's heart trembled.
Sure enough, Chen Jiezhi's next move was no longer the Tempest Palm. Instead, it was the Dragon Slaying Fist that the Chen family elder used just now.
Moreover, his realm was higher, and his fist technique was more mature.
When he punched out, the fist force seemed to be able to kill dragons and phoenixes.
Hui Ming's Golden Mount Meru stopped shaking after taking this punch.
However, with a cracking sound, a small crack appeared on the golden mountain.
Chen Jiezhi threw out a series of punches. The Dragon Slaying Fist continuously hit the opponent's golden mountain.
On Golden Mount Meru, more and more cracks appeared and expanded.
"Benefactor's fist force is so violent." The young monk praised sincerely.
However, he still did not fight back.
The young man sat cross-legged in the air. He put his palms together and chanted silently with his eyes closed.
Then, golden lotuses appeared inside the golden mountain. They kept floating and repairing the damaged parts of Golden Mount Meru.
Although the Dragon Slaying Fist was strong, the opponent defended with all his strength. Chen Jiezhi could not break the mountain for a while. Both sides fell into a stalemate and competed in endurance.
This was not Chen Jiezhi's strength.
However, he was not in a hurry, nor did he need the help of the elders of his clan.
After a while, a large number of people approached from afar, following Chen Jiezhi.
Hui Ming did not care at first, but when the crowd got closer, he was suddenly shocked and opened his eyes.
It was not because there were still experts in the enemy formation.
It was because the army that came with Chen Jiezhi was escorting some captives.
These captives were all soldiers of the Tang Army. They were the group that Hui Ming saved earlier.
He blocked the Chang 'an troops who were chasing the defeated Tang Army soldiers. However, after these people escaped, they ran into Chen Jiezhi's pocket again. In the end, they could not escape.
Seeing this, Hui Ming sighed and said, "Those who fight will also be injured. Why do the two sides have to kill each other?"
"Young master, you have just come to the Eastern Tang. Since you don't know the truth, don't get involved," Chen Jiezhi said.
Hui Ming put his palms together and said, "I'm meddling in other people's business. I just hope that fewer people will die."
He looked sad and said, "It's indeed my first time here, but along the way, I've seen many people displaced and killed because of the war."
"Without destruction, there can be no construction."
Chen Jiezhi said, "The Eastern Tang is tyrannical. If they continue to rule, the people will only suffer more.
Young master, you see that they have suffered a lot of casualties, but you don't know that if they gain power, we will have no way to survive. "
"It's not a good idea to fight violence with violence …"
Before Hui Ming could finish, he was interrupted by Chen Jiezhi, "Young master, aren't you also relying on your high cultivation to intervene in the war between the two sides?"
He stared at Hui Ming and said, "I admit that you have a high cultivation and strength.
If we continue to fight, my chances of winning will be smaller. If you leave, I can't stop you.
However, you are not good enough to meddle in other people's business today! "
As Chen Jiezhi spoke, he raised his hand.
The Chang 'an soldiers who were guarding the Tang Army captives immediately raised the knives in their hands and pointed the blades at the captives.
"I've never thought of bullying the weak," Hui Ming said, "I just hope that you will be merciful and not kill."
"Buddhism praises mercy. I heard that there is a story that Buddha cut his flesh to feed the eagle to save the pigeons so that the eagle would not starve to death."
Chen Jiezhi said coldly, "Young master, do you really believe in Buddha's mercy, or do you just take it as a story like me?"
Hui Ming's somewhat childish face showed a smile and said, "Monks don't lie. I just hope that you will keep your promise and not deceive me."
Slowly, the Mount Meru that shrouded him really dissipated.
Everyone present, including the Tang Army soldiers who were under the knife, was stunned when they saw this.
"Young master, you sacrificed yourself to save others. I admire you."
Chen Jiezhi looked him up and down and finally waved his hand. "Take him down!"
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