Chapter 1566: Chapter 1208-1209: Divine Demon Golden Body! Sikong Zhaixing’s Letter!

Therefore, although he has now created the Divine Demon Golden Body technique, this Returning to Truth ultimate skill, once he enters a state of 12 times power, it doesn’t mean he can necessarily withstand it.

Of course, a stronger body and stronger power, that is, a stronger basic state, undoubtedly means his combat power has increased significantly.

Glancing at the passage of the Wooden Man Alley, which now only had a pile of wooden man remnants left, Jiang Dali reluctantly put away his knife, clasped his fists, straightened his spine and shoulders, and smiled towards the depths of the passage, saying, "Thank you very much!"

After speaking, he turned and quickly left.

Deep in the passage, behind a series of rock walls within a stone chamber full of golden-bodied wooden men, an old monk with a withered face and gray-white long beard sat with a solemn expression, as if in meditation.

Upon hearing Jiang Dali’s distant gratitude, there was no trace of emotion or expression on the old monk’s face, only after a while did he look toward the clear scents burning in the furnace in front of him, staring at the curling smoke, he murmured with a smile.

"No Life Love, No Fear of Death, No Buddha Seeking, No Fear of Demons, this is called Freedom, it can be sought from the heart.

This Master Jiang, is a carefree person seeking freedom, but the more persistent you are about freedom, the more chaotic it becomes, why not let go completely?"

Finally, the old monk slowly closed his eyes again, as if throwing away all external matters into the clouds, no longer entangled. He remains an outsider, who is he? How come he resides deep in Shaolin’s Wooden Man Alley without emerging? Could Jiang Dali have already sensed him and guessed his identity?

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After leaving Shaolin Wooden Man Alley.

Jiang Dali used his movement technique to swiftly head towards the guest courtyard, aiming to immediately set out for Shu.

It is now the seventh day, with only three days left until the ten-day appointment made by the Undying God.

Just yesterday, Wang Yuyan and Wan Wan came to the outside of Wooden Man Alley to inform him that news of Sikong Zhaixing had arrived from Shu.

In his letter, Sikong Zhaixing indeed confirmed the location of God-searching Palace, and there were other unexpected findings, which made Jiang Dali breathe a sigh of relief.

Once the position of God-searching Palace is confirmed, everything else will fall into place.

In the past, even though Jiang Dali knew the location of God-searching Palace, he wouldn’t have recklessly barged in.

But having lost the option to retreat, he is now completely without hesitation, ready to risk everything for a decisive battle against the Undying God!

Upon arriving at the courtyard, the women had already heard the sound of his movement technique and opened the doors one after another.

Jiang Dali laughed heartily, carrying a large knife on his back, stepped into the courtyard, full of spirit, and said, "Seven days have passed. Today, we set out!"

"Everything follows the village chief’s instructions."

"As you command, sir!"

"Hmm!"

Upon hearing him, the ladies nodded with smiles blossoming like flowers, each with their beauty.

With a swoosh of clothes fluttering, the figure of Dongfang Bubai in red robes gracefully landed from the roof ridge behind, casually tossing a jug of wine to Jiang Dali, with a faint arc at the corner of his lips, saying, "Let’s go! Tired of staying here."

"Amitabha! Master Jiang, this old monk is a person of no use, but today I wish to accompany you on your journey!"

Just then, Hui En’s familiar hearty laughter came from behind.

Jiang Dali turned to see Hui En stepping forward carefreely, drinking from a jug, wine spilled on his long beard, which hung over his bulging belly, though chubby, yet not bloated, presenting a leisurely and contented look.

Behind him was Hui Yun in a brown kasaya, looking tall and upright, alongside the abbot Xuan Mie with a compassionate demeanor.

Jiang Dali surprisedly said, "Old monk, how did you return so quickly? I asked you to deliver a message to that woman at Leifeng Tower, did she accept it?"

From Songshan Shaolin to West Lake Leifeng Tower, it is over six thousand miles round trip. Hui En could return within seven days, even with the power to travel a thousand miles a day at the Returning to Truth Realm, he must have journeyed day and night without much rest, to get back so quickly.

"Amitabha! Master Jiang, rest assured, the old monk has met the profound lady and delivered your letter to her. Although her expression wasn’t very good after reading it, she agreed to head to the God-searching Palace to offer assistance within ten days! So Master Jiang can rest assured."

Hui En said with satisfaction, his excitement evident in his expression.

He initially thought that dealing with the Undying God at God-searching Palace would hardly mean any hope of victory.

But now Jiang Dali surprisingly found an additional ally, who also seems to be of the Returning to Truth Realm, someone even he feels unfathomable, then the journey to God-searching Palace might hold hope. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

Upon hearing of another lady at the base of Leifeng Tower, Wang Yuyan and the others weren’t surprised, as Jiang Dali had previously informed them of the existence of Demon Lord Bai Suzhen. Hearing that the tremendous wife of the Undying God agreed to participate in the battle, everyone felt relieved, smiles appeared on their faces.

While everyone was speaking, the door opened with a squeak.

Bu Jingyun, dressed in black with a stern face, walked out holding a wooden sculpture. His gaze seemed cold towards anyone except Jiang Dali whom he looked at with a spark, walking next to Jiang Dali and bowing silently, which was his way of exchanging greetings.

The women were already accustomed to Bu Jingyun’s coldness, even feeling that his aloof personality quite resembled that of the village chief during his silent moments. The impression of cold pride and defiance in his brow made them sometimes wonder if this young man had any blood relation to Jiang Dali, or perhaps resembled Jiang Dali in his youth.