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Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader-Chapter 1260 - 979~980: Dharma’s Disciple! No Room for Error!
Yue Fei stood like a towering mountain with his Commander Sword hanging at his waist, standing silently on the hill, his eyes blazing with intense masculinity as he gazed at the bustling commotion near Leifeng Tower.
After a while, a light breeze rustled, like the sound of leaves falling and swaying on the ground under the wind.
But upon closer inspection, nothing was there, only the fleeting shadows on the ground where the moonlight couldn’t reach.
"Yue Ying... your movement technique is getting more refined."
Yue Fei’s angular lips curled into a smile, and without turning his head, he said, "How is it?"
At some unknown time, a long figure had appeared beside Yue Fei, with eyes that resembled distant mountains with a gentle smile but were as captivating as lightning. It was none other than Xiao Qiushui, whose eyes were filled with unfulfilled ambition, yet were reminiscent of Li Chenzhou’s.
"A motley crowd!"
Xiao Qiushui sighed and shook his head, looking at the drifting autumn moon over West Lake, saying, "He always loves to stir up trouble. Even though he isn’t in Hangzhou now, he can still cause such a ruckus, which leaves the two of us trapped.
Shaolin has sent four monks from the ’Du’ generation, who are even stronger than the three Divine Monks, but I feel there is someone even more formidable among them."
Yue Fei’s tiger eyes narrowed slightly, "Four monks from the ’Du’ generation, stronger than the three Divine Monks, are here? Shaolin’s foundation is indeed fearsome. Are there still twenty monks of this generation alive? Who could possibly be stronger than them?"
"I don’t know."
Xiao Qiushui shook his head gravely, "I only discovered that the monk was extraordinary because I used the ’Intimate Thought’ technique from my newly created Forget Love Heaven Book.
He was mixed among the four Great Divine Monks of the ’Du’ generation, and I initially thought he was a regular Martial Monk from the Arhat Hall and ignored him. If it weren’t for a sudden alert, it would have been hard to detect anything amiss.
When I noticed something unusual, he also immediately detected my Yue Ying movement technique and focused on me.
I dared not linger and quickly left. Now that I think about it, his appearance was actually vague, but considering the position he stood, he wasn’t a mere follower, but rather the four Great Divine Monks treated him as their leader."
The more Yue Fei listened, the more solemn he became. Finally, he took a deep breath, his eyes brightening as he said, "Before Brother Jiang left, he gave both of us a Blood Bodhi to consume. After you consumed the Blood Bodhi, your Power has reached six decades, and you have also created the Forget Love Heaven Book. Your strength has now surpassed mine, and even you find it frightening...
It seems that Shaolin doesn’t act often, but when they do, they always aim to make a statement. This suggests that the Buddha Treasure inside Leifeng Tower is indeed crucial."
Xiao Qiushui said, "Brother Jiang intends to use the Buddha Treasure in Leifeng Tower to force Shaolin out of its semi-hidden state for years and push them into the spotlight, to test Shaolin’s deep roots. Now, the Demon Sect’s Six Paths, including the Demon Palace’s experts, have all come out in full force, along with numerous other experts from various Martial Arts Sects.
If Shaolin cannot take the Buddha Treasure with overwhelming strength to awe the heroes, Leifeng Tower might face a brutal massacre."
Yue Fei frowned coldly, "What happens in the Martial World is resolved by the Martial World. If anyone dares to involve the citizens and cause collateral damage, my Yue Army’s Long Spears and broadswords will not show mercy!"
While Yue Fei and others were observing the situation.
The noisy incense-offering and praying grounds in front of Leifeng Tower fell silent as over a hundred monks from Shaolin surrounded the four Great Divine Monks and entered, transforming the atmosphere into one of solemnity and heaviness. Not a breath of wind stirred, and all the moonlit, fearful, disdainful, and reverent gazes converged on the many Shaolin monks.
The four Great Divine Monks simultaneously chanted the Buddhist mantra, stepped ahead, and their gazes all fell firmly on Leifeng Tower, which had stood by West Lake for years, filled with determination.
Even knowing that this drama was orchestrated by someone, the Buddha Treasure could not be lost.
If Shaolin did not intervene, blood would certainly flow here for the Buddha Treasure.
With a determination of ’Who else, if not me, would enter Hell,’ Shaolin this time stirred the four Divine Monks of the ’Du’ generation, who usually remained secluded.
Even this generation’s Buddha’s son, the inheritor of Dharma’s robe, had personally come to set the Heaven and Earth right, aiming to seize the Buddha Treasure with overwhelming superiority and end this Martial Arts turmoil.
From the surrounding buildings, trees, rooftops, and dark corners, many demons were watching, with their cold, venomous eyes all focused on the Shaolin monks.
Should these Shaolin monks fail in Leifeng Tower or reveal the treasure, they would swarm forward to seize it together.
No one noticed, two figures with exceptional movement techniques were darting swiftly through several layers of buildings, finally crouching in the shadows of some grass and trees not far from Leifeng Tower.
These two wore hoods, exposing only their eyes, noses, and mouths, clad in Night Clothes, and after landing behind the grass and trees, they remained silent, only communicating through Secret Transmission.
Such characters in Night Clothes were not few around Leifeng Tower at this time, naturally drawing no particular attention, but if anyone heard the contents of their conversation, they would undoubtedly be shocked.
"... Be careful, I didn’t expect a Dharma’s disciple, dormant for hundreds of years, to appear now. This could mean trouble, and you and I must conceal ourselves and wait for the right moment."
"How strong is a Dharma’s disciple? Even you advise caution?"
"I only heard the legends from hundreds of years ago—of how Shaolin narrowly escaped destruction due to a Dharma’s disciple at the time. Among the experts who were rampant in the Martial World then were the Wind Dust Three Heroes, who openly admitted that they couldn’t rival a Dharma’s disciple."
"The Wind Dust Three Heroes? Aren’t they of my master’s grandmaster’s generation? I learned ’Three Points Return to Essence Energy’ from the Three Extremes Elder and discovered that his technique came from the heroes once known as ’Cloud Clearing, Wind God, Heavenly Frost.’ I never expected they were contemporaries with the previous Dharma’s disciple."
"Indeed! So with the re-emergence of this generation’s Dharma’s disciple, we cannot take it lightly."
"Hmph! The old fellow Three Extremes was killed by me; the Wind Dust Three Heroes may not be stronger than him. This Dharma’s disciple may not be a match for me. But Shaolin only revealed a Dharma’s disciple in times of crisis, yet now they’ve emerged without one; it suggests the Alms Bowl under Leifeng Tower is truly precious, and I, Xiong Ba, must obtain it!"
"The current plan must follow this course. Initially, you estimated that the Black Wind Village Chief would also come for the Alms Bowl, yet now it seems that he’s after the ’War God Chronicles’ from War God Temple.
If he acquires the ’War God Chronicles,’ your World Association will face significant trouble. Therefore, we must secure this Alms Bowl."
Xiong Ba’s mouth curled into a cold smile, thinking, "First the Alms Bowl, then the ’War God Chronicles;’ who could oppose me in this world?"
There was a sudden explosion from the Underground Maze of Jingyan Palace.
Jiang Dali’s heavy body smashed through the web that caught people in mid-air and landed steadily on the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Xiao Feng helplessly shook his head at his side, saying, "Benefactor, I already reminded you to move gently."
Jiang Dali surveyed the dark surroundings, first focusing his gaze on a monk standing next to Xiao Feng, then said, "Who would have known this passage was nearly forty zhang long? If I weren’t built robustly, such a fall would surely kill me."
After speaking, he looked up, ready to give a warning when a breaking wind sound floated down.
"Hey, hey, hey! How much further until the bottom? I’m coming down, catch me quickly."
Lu Xiaofeng’s voice came from above the passage entrance.
Jiang Dali glanced at the buffer net he had just smashed and helplessly stepped forward, delivering a gentle palm to catch Lu Xiaofeng, allowing him to spin and fly horizontally in the air, landing lightly.
Thus, after several descents, everyone had arrived in the deep, dark underground maze, needing to channel Inner Strength to their eyes to see the surroundings clearly.
Yet the supposed separate space and Demon Dragon’s shadow were nowhere to be seen.
Instead, they found themselves in a massive squarish hall.
On one wall, there was a gigantic round shape carved with numerous patterns and designs.
On the other three walls, each wall was evenly divided with three doors, each deep and dark, leading to unknown places, adding an air of mystery.
Jiang Dali observed these scenes, and inexplicably, an eerie image flashed in his mind, reminiscent of those he experienced when he came in contact with He’s Jade Disc...
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