Give the world of mixed martial arts a little bit of the shock of the Thunderbolt Monk

"Mieshi Xue Guhuang, Xue Guhuang... Did this thing really exist? There is no such story in the Western Buddhist world."

The Wind Monk Baiyunjian looked through all the legends of the Western Buddhist world that he could remember, and at most he could recall one or two about the Buddhist Saint Shi Tiancang or the Buddhist Madman Mahanie, but he could not find any clues about Mie Shixue Guhuang.

Logically speaking, for an object with such destructive power, forged with the blood of civilians and monks, and involved in the destruction of the Eagle Clan, such an important object should have a record, at least marking the place where it last appeared, right?

Even if the world has changed so much that its former location cannot be found, it should at least be marked. Something that is related to the devil and is labeled as "destroying Buddhism" should not have been a sensitive topic in Buddhism for a long time and listed as a taboo from generation to generation. Why is there no record of it?

"It seems that we can't do it alone. How about calling Brother Yuan Fozi out as well? Didn't he come out with you before?"

Compared with Mingjian Juesai and Fengseng Baiyunjian, Yuan Fuzi is at least an orthodox Buddhist who has been ordained. One of them follows the abbot to practice Buddhism all year round, while the other doesn't like being preached by the old monks, so he wanders around unruly every day. Compared with these two, Yuan Fuzi is much more honest.

So Mingjian Juesai thought, compared to the two of them who didn't listen to the class, maybe Yuan Fozi would know a little bit? And if I remember correctly, it was Yuan Fozi who practiced the Seven Yuan Phases of Heavenly Buddha with Fengseng Baiyunjian. If he came, it would be easier to treat Fengseng Baiyunjian if he got injured again.

"He came out with me, but he just came to check on me and make sure I wasn't going to kill myself, then he went back. It seemed like he had a friend he needed to see."

Feng Monk Baiyunjian understood what the other party meant, but he felt that even if Yuan Fozi came, he would be unable to solve this problem.

"Besides, he has long been isolated from the crowd and rarely returns to his sect. For something like this from so long ago, it is better to ask the elders."

"Don't even think about it, the two of you. I think it's likely that your Western Buddhist world's inheritance was cut off, and there are no records left at all."

Qin Jiaxian looked at the pair of brothers who were deep in thought. Excuse me for being frank, but even the story of the destruction of Shixue Guhuang was told by Shi Tiancang, a "living fossil". Why did they think that in their time, they could find someone who knew more than Shi Tiancang?

Even the Central Plains Buddhist world, which has apparently never been interrupted, has lost a large number of treasures and secret methods from ancient times to the Dharma Ending Age, not to mention the Western Buddhist world that was destroyed once.

"Didn't the Buddha Saint say that the Blood Ancient Huang went underground on his own? It wasn't a Buddhist seal, so it's only natural that no one knows where he went?"

"But if we can't find any clues, we won't know whether the birth of Tathagata Madman is related to this magic weapon."

If it can be confirmed that Mahanie was affected by external objects, Fengseng Baiyunjian would like to find a suitable opportunity to talk to him. Although his attitude was crazy, he could calmly teach him the tricks of Cang Tian Mo. This didn't seem like something a madman who wanted to kill all Buddhists would do.

However, according to the current situation, it is probably impossible for him to find someone to talk to. If they meet again, he may end up being crippled or killed by the other party.

"What can we do? This thing was also made by the Eagle Clan. How about you look for other Eagle Clan members?"

"There are the Eagle Clan, the Buddha madmen outside."

Mingjian Juesai pointed to the distance with a speechless face, do you know why it is a blood feud? Because the Eagle Clan cleaned up the Western Buddhist world back then, maybe only the one outside is left.

Moreover, based on the fact that the Western Buddhist Realm is clearing out the Eagle Clan, even if there are really any surviving Eagle Clan members, it is impossible for them to help them. It would be good enough if they don't go to Mahanie and join them in causing trouble.

“Even now, no one knew that he was from the Eagle Clan.”

Shi Tiancang walked over and he also heard what Qin Jiaxian said.

“Even if there are indeed some Eagle tribes left, they are probably hiding their identities and not in contact with the Western Buddhist world.”

"In the end, we still can't think of any solution. I think we should stop thinking about it. Let's wait for Yi Ye Shu to arrive. With the guidance of Buddha Saint, we can all go up and use the human wave tactic. I don't believe that guy can win."

The human wave tactic is so good. As long as the enemy is not extremely powerful with cheats, or has some treasure that can give him unlimited internal energy, any enemy can be killed in this way.

When it comes to numbers, the righteous have never been afraid. And many times, the righteous front is split because of internal discord and undercovers. For this kind of thing, Qin Jiaxian can only say that he has a long way to go and he is just a running errand assistant.

"Then is he still called Yuan Fozi?"

Seeing that the matter was about to be said, Fengseng Baiyunjian poked his head in. In fact, he really wanted the other party to come out and take a look. When it comes to staying at home, he thinks Yuan Fozi and Jing Ruchan are similar. One stays at home all day to tend to flowers and plants, and the other washes stones every day to stay away from people. The two are quite similar.

"Call him if you can. He will practice the Seven Elements of Heavenly Buddha with you. If he comes, we will have another doctor."

"So, I was confused for a while."

Shi Tiancang's gaze moved back and forth between the famous sword Peerless and the Wind Monk White Cloud Sword, as if he was thinking about something.

"Although the Seven Phases of Heavenly Buddha are powerful, they must be practiced together with others. Young friend Mingjian is gifted and can perform the Seven Phases of Heavenly Buddha on his own. With such an ability, why don't you get started?"

He is learning the highest mental methods of Buddhism, is gifted with extraordinary talents, has superb swordsmanship, and is even a direct descendant of the great abbot. Shouldn't such an outstanding disciple be accepted as early as possible so that he can be bound to one's own sect? Why not allow him to become a monk?

"I really don't know."

Mingjian Jueshi was also helpless. No matter how he asked this question, he would not get an answer.

"I was adopted by the great abbot, and since then, he has not allowed me to be ordained."

"Adopted? Where were you from, brother?"

"I? Well... just... an ordinary family..."

When asked this, Mingjian Juesai, who was always quick-witted and quick-witted, seemed to be a little hesitant, and even his eyes began to drift away, as if he couldn't remember it. But no one paid attention to it. Fengseng Baiyunjian just asked casually and didn't expect to get an answer.

Mingjian Juesai has also been practicing with the great master since he was a child. Maybe in his heart, he has actually forgotten his childhood life long ago. Compared with the long-term casual practice, his childhood, which may not even last for ten years, occupies a very small proportion in his memory.

So Shi Tiancang just took a quick look at Mingjian Jueshi who seemed to be recalling something carefully, and finally asked what he was most concerned about, when Yiyeshu and Jing Liuli would arrive.

"It seems that in the past few days, Ye Tu Ling wanted to hold a welcoming ceremony for Yi Ye Shu, and it's already been going on."

"In the last few days? That means it will be very soon!"

Upon hearing this, Mingjian Jueshi became energetic again.

"A welcoming ceremony, huh? Wait, I'll go get the Emperor Sword."

"Ye Tu Ling is meeting his own master, what does it have to do with you... Hey wait!"

Before Qin Jiaxian could finish his words, Mingjian Jueshi disappeared.

"Hey, how come this guy can run faster than me?"

“It’s not a bad thing for young people to be more lively.”

"How old is he... ah, yes, he is indeed young."

Realizing that it was Shi Tiancang who said this, Qin Jiaxian made an emergency turn around and said that compared with Shi Tiancang, even Yi Ye Shu might look as young as a young man.

"It's only been a few days. It's really fast."

Outside the capital, Mahaney was wandering around as usual. Sometimes, he would stop for a while at a certain place and then continue to move forward, as if he was looking for something.

As the figure of the red-haired evil monk appeared more and more frequently outside the city, most people chose to hide from the limelight for a while. Not only did they stay away from the place where Mahanie appeared, there were hardly any people left even on the pipeline.

Instead, there were spies planted in the dark by various intelligence agencies, who wanted to see what Mahane was going to do. Although they thought they were hiding well, in Mahane's eyes, these guys were no more conspicuous than those who were not hiding.

But he didn't care. These people were only following the orders of their master. Even if he beat them out and asked them questions, he would not be able to get the answers he wanted, and it might even delay his own work.

There is no need for Liu Qingyuan to look for audiences in Beijing, because as long as you are a little conspicuous, when you walk on the street, there will be "audiences" hiding in the dark on all sides.

These "audiences" will even report back to their masters after watching the show. They are all very smart people with a lot of imaginations, so they don't have to worry about lack of energy.

But even so, we still have to perform what needs to be performed.

"Blood Ancient Huang... killing... Eagle bloodline..."

As he walked, Mahane kept repeating some words, sometimes some obscure code words, sometimes some Buddhist scriptures, and sometimes, they sounded like some people's names.

People in the dark were still afraid of him, so no one dared to get too close to him, fearing that they would be discovered and killed. They were not ordinary people who could leave safely as long as they answered the questions correctly. They all had a clear purpose in hiding around, and if they were caught, they didn't know what would happen.

Even if this person doesn't seem to care much, but seeing him acting weird and mentally unstable all day long, who knows what he will do?

Therefore, even if Mahane was speaking in a normal voice, people hiding in the dark could not hear clearly. They could only barely hear a few words and were not sure whether what they heard was correct.

At this time, although they have different masters behind them and may be hostile to each other, they now have a common conclusion in their hearts: this job is really difficult.

"Blood...blood of the Eagle Clan..."

The further they walked, the weirder Mahane's route became. Not only was it crooked, but his walking speed was also sometimes fast and sometimes slow. He was clearly moving around in Dabai, but his movements were so strange that people thought he was possessed by a ghost.

"Eagle tribe...Eagle tribe..."

Gradually, Mahaney walked slower and slower, and finally stopped at a certain place. His voice became smaller and smaller, until it could no longer be heard. He suddenly raised his head to glance at the city wall of the capital not far away. The breeze blew up his flaming hair. At this moment, the madman Tathagata no longer seemed so crazy and terrifying.

At some point, a dagger appeared in his hand. He pressed the sharp blade against his arm and slowly cut open the skin. Bright red blood flowed out bit by bit and fell on the ground in front of him.

He was not walking on an official road, and there were only weeds and soil under his feet. However, as the blood sank into the ground, a faint red light emanated from where the blood disappeared, as if something was responding underground.

"The mission of the Eagle Clan will be borne by Nie."

After cutting his arm, Mahaney raised his legs and walked again. The difference was that this time, his blood would remain wherever he walked, and it would resonate with some kind of power underground.

But in fact, he didn't know how much blood was needed for it to be truly effective. After all, he was different from the complete Eagle Clan. He didn't know how much impure Eagle blood he would need to achieve his goal.

Even for this so-called "purpose", he was not sure whether it could succeed in one go. Mahanie did not know what the effect would be if a real Eagle tribe member did it, and the one with the real Eagle tribe bloodline could not participate in these at this time.

Before this, he slaughtered bandits and extracted energy from the body of the Future Ruler, all for this matter. After forging it, Mie Shixue Guhuang hid himself underground and was not sealed by any righteous forces, which means that this magic weapon may respond to the call of others.

The Eagle Clan was born from the Demon Blood Realm. In order to unlock the seal of the Demon Blood Realm, Mo Xingtian forged the Ancient Huang of Mieshixue. The process of forging it was that a Buddhist entered the path of evil and slaughtered Buddhists and common people. It was forged with killing and blood.

Now, the conditions are in place. It all depends on whether this weapon, created for Mara Hanba, will respond to the impure Eagle blood in Mahane's body, and whether the demonic power contained in it can influence other people's minds.

As Mahaney walked, more and more blood flowed into the ground, the red light shining through the ground became more and more obvious, and even the surrounding atmosphere became a little different.

Slowly, the small animals around began to move away, the birdsong and flowers of midsummer were no longer there, the wind blew, and the sky darkened. Looking at the route the red-haired monk walked, it was actually regular. Connecting his footsteps, it was a huge formation drawn with his own blood.

"Over there...Yi Ye Shu, come and take a look."

When he was about to enter the capital, Joruri took a casual glance and was immediately attracted by a strange place at the edge of his vision.

Although it was almost evening, the sun showed no sign of setting and most of the sky was still blue and white, but a patch of the sky in the distance was already dyed red like the afterglow of the setting sun.

In such an abnormal situation, Jing Liuli's first thought was that the enemy had made new moves, so he called Yi Ye Shu to observe together. If the two people felt the same, then it was not because he was sensitive.

Yi Ye Shu looked in the direction that Jing Liuli pointed, and when he saw the abnormal red color, he couldn't help but frown.

"how?"

"The evil spirit is overwhelming, this person is not a good person."

As expected, Yi Ye Shu also felt that it was not a good thing. At the very least, it was not a natural phenomenon or a positive reaction. Rather than being a red sunset glow, the red color was more like a layer of blood mist dyed on the sky.

Coincidentally, there has always been an enemy related to it on the outskirts of the capital, a madman named Tathagata who has transformed from a Buddhist to a demon and pursues a path of killing.

"In this case, what should we do?"

"If you encounter an evil spirit, you must kill it."

"Okay, let's go."

Without much discussion, Jing Liuli and Yiyeshu quickly reached a consensus in a very short time. The matter of going to the capital to meet up with others could be put aside for the time being. The abnormal blood-colored sky in front of them was more important.

There are no enemies in the capital city, and everyone is inside, so it is very safe. However, there is no one specifically guarding against this unknown thing outside. If they leave it alone, they are not sure what the consequences will be.

Such a strong bloody and evil aura, mixed with demonic energy, could be completely determined to be the work of the madman Tathagata. Since the two of them had seen it and made such a big fuss, they had to take care of it.