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

No matter how silent Mie Shixue Guhuang is, it is still an ancient magic sword, which was made by the sacrifice of countless lives slaughtered by Mo Xingtian. The evil spirit and demonic energy in it are overwhelming, and it is impossible to suppress it with just one magic.

Although Tianji has ways to suppress it, they are all folk remedies. He is not a Buddhist, and has no connection with the Eagle Clan or the Western Buddhist world. When dealing with this kind of thing, there will naturally be some "barriers".

But it doesn't matter, he is a good actor. Even if his power is draining away, he can still chat and laugh with the enemy. What is professionalism? He is professional.

Now that they have returned to the city safely and everyone is alive and well, plus Tianji is really running out of time, he has to keep an eye on Mie Shixue Guhuang and suppress him from moving, so he just reveals his cards and asks for someone to take over his shift quickly.

"Senior Tianji!"

"...There's no need to be so nervous."

Tianji wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. What he said about not being able to hold on was just because he didn't have enough internal strength. It wasn't to the point where he would fall directly to the ground. He knew that he meant well, but there was no need to be so nervous. Brother Xiaoyao was still alive.

Jing Ruchan, who was standing next to him, observed the suppressing technique on Mie Shixue Guhuang for a while, then tentatively grasped it and began to circulate his internal energy.

The strong Buddha power covered the surface of the magic knife, and it actually made the magic knife, which was beginning to be a little restless, calm down.

"I don't have special means like Tianji. This can only last for a short time."

After this, if they don’t want to cause some reaction from Mie Shixue Guhuang, someone will need to keep an eye on this extremely dangerous magic sword at all times.

"In the end what happened?"

After helping Tianji suppress Mie Shixue Guhuang, Jing Ruchan glanced at the crowd. Everyone had varying degrees of injuries, most of them were internal injuries, and almost half of them were seriously injured.

"Help him check his ears."

But after Jing Ruchan asked the question, before he could get an answer, Huang Jian Gu Chen dragged Liu Qingyuan away with his injured shoulder and asked him to come and see the specific situation of the famous sword peerless ear.

Jing Liuli also had serious internal injuries, and she had to take care of Shi Tiancang and others who were more seriously injured, so she had no time to check Mingjian Juesai's ears. Liu Qingyuan, who was now wearing the shell of Su Xuyuan, was the only doctor in good health.

The doctor is in good condition, but the injured person looks a little worse.

"Senior, I think I should take care of the wound on your shoulder first..."

There was a claw from Cangnie in front, and a knife from the controlled Mingjian Juesai that cut his bones from behind. There was also demonic energy attached that prevented the wound from healing. At this time, half of Huangjian Guchen's body was stained red, and with the wound on his forehead that was also caused by Cangnie, Huangjian Guchen's injuries looked much more terrifying than Mingjian Juesai's.

"It's okay, just show Mingjian. He still can't hear what others are saying."

"Can't hear clearly? Tinnitus?"

"Yes...tinnitus..."

Hearing this question, Tianji turned his face to the other side with a guilty conscience, not meeting the eyes of Huang Jian Gu Chen. He really didn't mean it. He didn't use the highest pitch to wake people up in one go, so the sequelae wouldn't last too long.

Hmm... maybe?

"...It was too much of a stimulus, but given Senior Mingjian's physique, he should be able to recover tomorrow... Senior Tianji, what are you looking at?"

"Well, nothing. I'm just curious about what time it is now."

The fight lasted from dusk till midnight, which was really exhausting. Tianji even suspected that if they continued to fight there, they would see the sky turn white after a while, and everyone would be forced to stay up all night with the madman Rulai.

"It's already late. Xu Yuan and I will help you deal with some simple matters first. As for other matters..."

Jing Liuli looked at Shi Tiancang, then at Mingjian Jueshi, and finally just sighed.

"Let's talk about everything after daybreak. Let's have a good rest first."

Regardless of the current situation of the crowd, or the time in the middle of the night, it is not suitable to discuss things. This battle is not only long and tiring, but also digs up a lot of information, all of which need to be sorted out one by one, which will be a big project.

"Alright."

Yi Ye Shu agreed with Jing Liuli's proposal. Some of them were seriously injured and had just left the battle. They could not be overworked. Moreover, on the battlefield at that time, Mahanie pointed out Ming Jian Jue Shi's identity as an eagle in front of everyone. Regardless of whether the news was true or false, Ming Jian Jue Shi, the person involved, needed to explain it.

But now, Mingjian Juesui was deafened and had tinnitus after being shocked by Tianji's sound wave brain-awakening technique, and was unable to communicate normally. As for Shi Tiancang, who might have known the information of the Eagle Clan, he was also exhausted at this time and relied on Jing Liuli's treatment to support his consciousness.

They are all too tired now, so rest is the most important thing.

"Fojian, are you okay?"

Wen Bodhi was one of the less seriously injured ones. He joined the battlefield later, and the greatest damage he suffered was the pressure caused by the surging demons around him after Mahanie successfully merged with the remains of Mo Xingtian.

His own situation was fine, but looking at the calm face of Fojian Fenshu, who showed everything, he had doubts. This man and Yiyeshu kept rushing forward, and Yiyeshu couldn't help spitting blood. Fojian Fenshu was definitely not lightly injured.

"No problem."

"Okay, got it."

After hearing this answer, Bodhicitta suddenly understood and took the initiative to greet the other side.

"Xuyuan, remember to take a look at your Senior Fojian as well. The big monk must be seriously injured."

"Ok?"

"Don't say hum, as long as you say this, it's impossible for you to be truly 'unimpeded'."

The line "Fo Jian Fen Shuo" is so classic. Whenever someone asked him if he was okay after a battle, as long as his lines were "nothing" or "no problem", it meant that he was seriously injured, but he just wouldn't say it out loud.

This is actually not a lie, because in Fo Jian Fenshuo's eyes, this level of injury will not hinder his movements in his subjective consciousness, but in terms of objective physical condition, it is too bad.

"You should cherish your body."

After explaining the matter, Wen Puti patted Fojian Fenshuo on the shoulder and left. Although he often told others that his senior brother was not as serious as he seemed, in some matters, the other party was indeed a stubborn person.

Perhaps it was because it was too late, or perhaps it was because the place where they had fought before was too far away from the capital. In any case, the "colorful dye vat" released by Tianji was so large that no one who returned to the Shenhou Mansion saw it at all. Looking from here to there, the sky seemed normal.

There was no strange, unreasonable mix of bright colors on the distant sky, nor was there any bloody light that they saw outside the city at the beginning. From inside the city, it was just an ordinary night.

Apart from the Shenhou Mansion and some people who were closely following the movements of the Xiantian people, in the eyes of most people in the capital, today was just an ordinary day. They probably would never have imagined that a group of people would fight an enemy from dusk till late at night, and the most important thing was that they didn't win in the end.

...It's really outrageous.

By the time everyone had finally recovered, the seriously injured could move freely, the deaf could hear again, and those with internal injuries finally stopped vomiting blood, it was already another afternoon.

Afternoon, what a coincidental time. When they left the city to pick up Yi Ye Shu and Jing Liuli, it was also in the afternoon. But due to various unexpected incidents, they failed to pick them up, and they even fought with the enemy until late at night...

"What is this for? A three-judge trial?"

After Mingjian Juesai's ears recovered, the people around him immediately told him what had happened yesterday and added a lot of details.

Including but not limited to, after being controlled by Mie Shixue Guhuang, he chased Huang Jian Guchen and slashed everywhere, and hit his good friend on the shoulder with a big machete; and Mahanie, like a villain and scumbag parent, pointed out his identity as an Eagle Clan in front of everyone; Tianji joined in the middle and used a sound attack with something unknown, which not only woke him up, but also deafened him, causing Ming Jian Jue Shi to be unable to hear anything after regaining consciousness, and was out of control half of the time.

Mingjian Jueshi: Okay, it turns out that Tianji made me deaf!

Today, after everyone had recovered, almost everyone was present. Mingjian Juesai stood alone in the middle of the yard, and it really looked like he was going to interrogate them.

However, the parties involved can also understand it. Just look at the image of the Eagle Clan created in various intelligence reports. They were born because the Mara Blood Realm was sealed. They were the reincarnation of Mara Hanba and created the Demon Xingtian who destroyed Shixue Guhuang. They also had Mahanie who turned from a Buddha into a demon and massacred his master. None of them had a positive image.

And that's not all. Almost the entire Eagle Clan has the long-cherished wish to resurrect the Demon Hanba and unlock the Demon Blood Realm. At such a sensitive time, it was discovered that the eldest senior brother of Lingyun Temple was also from the Eagle Clan. He really couldn't help but think too much.

Even if one compares carefully, one can find similarities between his situation and that of Mahanie in the past, which would make Mingjian Juesai's position even more dangerous.

So when he heard that the matter was related to the Eagle Clan, Mingjian Juesai asked his pet bird, Baiyi, to hide first. He was afraid of the current situation.

"Big Brother, are you really from the Eagle Clan?"

Even though nearly a day had passed, Fengseng Baiyunjian still found it hard to believe. When they were thinking about the intelligence about the Eagle Clan together, the other party personally denied the possibility of the Eagle Clan still existing. In the end, it turned out that Mingjian Juesai himself was a member of the Eagle Clan.

"Yes."

Now that everyone knows, Mingjian Jueshi will not hide it. This is indeed his background, a fact that cannot be changed. He has never done anything wrong and he is not afraid of losing everyone's trust because of his identity.

He held a positive opinion of the character of these Buddhists. After all, they were better than those old stubborn people who bullied him when he was a child or who could only nag at an old age.

"I am the son of the Saint of the Eagle Group. After my mother died, the Great Abbot adopted me and brought me into Buddhism, but he never let me become a monk."

At this point, Mingjian Juesai's eyes dimmed. He spent most of his childhood in Buddhism. He grew up and studied Buddhism, but was never allowed to truly take root.

"I have asked more than once why I was not allowed to be ordained as a monk, and the abbot only said... the time has not come yet."

Why can't I be ordained? He has been asking this question since he was a child, but until he became one of the Three Swordsmen of Beifeng, a senior brother recognized by his peers, and a direct disciple of the Grand Master, to this day, he still gets the answer "It's not time yet."

In fact, if you think about it carefully, the Eagle Clan and the entire Western Buddhist world have a deep blood feud. One side sealed the Demon Hanba, and the other side wanted to revive the Demon Hanba. This is a conflict that cannot be reconciled. Perhaps it was because of this consideration that the Great Master did not allow himself to be ordained as a monk.

"I didn't intend to conceal this matter on purpose, but as time goes by, fewer people know about it."

"and many more."

Qin Jiaxian had a lot of question marks in his head.

"Since you didn't deliberately hide it before, how come Master Baiyun didn't know about it?"

These two are brothers, but Fengseng Baiyunjian has no idea about the origin of his senior brother. It is clear that they both practice the same swordsmanship and are both famous geniuses in the Western Buddhist world.

"Is there a possibility..."

After hearing what Qin Jiaxian said, Mingjian Juesai and Fengseng Baiyunjian both looked helpless.

"Although we are brothers, Xiao Baiyun still calls me Big Brother."

"But to be honest, we haven't met each other very often in the Western Buddhist world. If I break it down, my eldest brother and I are two different forces."

"Ah? Two forces?"

Wait a minute, my brain is a little itchy.

Seeing this, Mingjian Juesai and Fengseng Baiyunjian looked at each other and saw the speechlessness in each other's eyes. The development of the Western Buddhist world is a bit poor now. Unlike the Central Plains Buddhist sect, the Buddhist organization can grasp it, but they also have a general division, okay!

"I am a disciple of the great abbot of Lingyun Temple, so in terms of affiliation, I belong to the Mahayana Lingyun Temple. But Xiao Baiyun is different, he is not."

"I should have said that when I first appeared, right?"

The monk Bai Yunjian held his forehead and sighed. In terms of origin, he was indeed a member of the Mahayana Lingyun Temple, but in terms of affiliation, he was not a monk of the Lingyun Temple.

"In terms of my background, I am indeed a member of the Mahayana Lingyun Temple."

"Isn't that what it is?"

"But the teacher who taught me was the most holy Dharma protector of Xilian Temple in the Dharma Ending Age, Master Liujie. The one above me is the holy Buddha from the Past. In other words, I am from Xilian Temple in the Dharma Ending Age."

The brotherhood between him and Mingjian Juesai can be understood as that they started from the same primary school, but were led into different majors by different masters, and finally worked in different places.

"Aren't they all from the Western Buddhist world?"

"The same is true for the Xihuang Buddhist Realm. Why don't you count them in?"

"Uh...this..."

After being mentioned by Feng Monk Baiyunjian, it seems to be true. At the same time, as for the organization of the Western Buddhist world, it seems that the Xihuang Buddhist world is quite independent, but everyone likes to mix Lingyun Temple and Xilian Temple together.

There is nothing that can be done about this. The two temple masters practiced the Seven Aspects of Heavenly Buddha, and the main one practiced the Seven Karmas of Buddhist Sword. They teach the same thing, so it is easy to confuse them.

"...Masters, we are off topic again."

The life-chasing pain mask who was in charge of watching and recording, he only said a few words, why did the topic go off track again? !

"so……"

At this time, Huang Jian Gu Chen suddenly spoke. After Ming Jian Jue Shi generously admitted that he was from the Eagle Clan, he fell into deep thought and remained silent.

First he spoke suddenly, attracting the attention of the people around him and Mingjian Juesai.

"Xiaobai is your bird of prey?"

"Yes, that's the correct answer. Congratulations to General Huangjian for discovering the Huadian."

"...Okay, so we're discriminating, right?"

When Qin Jiaxian asked the question just now, Mingjian Juesai did not show this attitude.

"You asked a question that wasn't really a question, but Huang Jian asked it in a rhetorical way. Before I even said anything, he guessed that Xiaobai was my life-saving bird."

“I think you are discriminating.”

"If you are like this with the Changhuang Sword, I will treat you the same way. Come on, Xiaobai!"

Now that everything is known, Bai Yi doesn't have to hide anything anymore. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, Mingjian Juesai did not let Bai Yi go to the battlefield. Now he feels a little regretful.

If Xiaobai was there at that time, everyone wouldn't have to worry about interference from Mahanie's life-saving bird.

As the famous sword master shouted towards the sky, a clear and long whistle resounded in the sky, and a shadow that was somewhat familiar to everyone appeared in the sky.

"Wow! How did this thing find its way to Beijing... Hey, what are you doing?"

"Donate your eyes to those in need."

Mingjian Juesai retracted his foot, which had just kicked someone, and lifted his long hair from his forehead.

"Look carefully, this is my Xiaobai, not the one from the madman Tathagata."

The eagle birds of all the eagle tribe members are of the same species and look similar in appearance, all of them are eagles with brown feathers and white heads. However, compared to Mahanie's eagle, Mingjian Juesai's eagle is slightly smaller in size and has a crisper cry, making it look like a younger version.

"...You call such a big eagle Xiaobai?"

Although slightly smaller than Mahane's Cangnie, Baiyi's size is still very large. It is really a fitting name for such a mighty eagle to be paired with Xiaobai.

"Actually, his full name is Bai Yi, but I prefer to call him Xiao Bai. The Royal Sword's Mido is still a white bear."

"…What does it have to do with me? And Mido is still young."

When Mido stood on all fours, he was not even as tall as his master's waist, and was much smaller than Baiyi in size.

"Ah... I'm getting off topic."

Zhui Ming gave up struggling, and he suddenly felt some respect for the historians who wrote the "Daily Records".