Chapter 108: Zen Sect Can't Protect You, Senior Brother Xuanji Has Escaped

Xie Xiyi arrived in front of Chi Yu and Xiao Qiu's dormitory.

Outside the humble hut, the young man had cleared several plots of land to grow vegetables. When they had just returned from the wilderness, the vegetables were already lush and green. Chi Yu even said to him happily, "I'll cook a feast tonight. Senior Brother Xuanji, you must do me the honor."

Xie Xiyi said at the time: "They are already cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage, yet they still indulge in the desire for food."

Chi Yu continued with undiminished interest, "Precisely because I'm a Foundation Establishment cultivator, I need to enjoy a simple and ordinary meal once in a while. It's lonely at the top, Senior Brother Xuan Ji. And I personally cooked for you, Senior Brother Xuan Ji. Can you call this a craving?"

Xie Xiyi looked at his bright smile and chuckled before continuing, "If it's not the desire for food, then what is it?"

Chi Yu said, "Of course, it's my deep respect and love for Senior Brother Xuan Ji. That's not just any meal; it's my love and gratitude for you, Senior Brother Xuan Ji."

As he spoke, he made a gesture of Xizi holding her heart, tilted his head slightly, and blinked his left eye at him.

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Xie Xiyi naturally didn't know what a wink meant at that time. She just felt that his look was extremely lovable from the bottom of her heart. She just wanted to hold him in her arms, ruffle his hair, and make him make a nice, panicked noise.

However, he left in a hurry and did not have the dinner made by Chi Yu.

It was more than two months later that I came to this small house again.

"Chi Yu..." he called softly.

His voice was a little low, but the monk had sharp ears and eyes, so the volume was enough for the people in the house to hear the noise.

Xie Xiyi stood there quietly for a while, but he didn't see the boy coming out of the house, nor did he see the ball.

Xiaoqiu likes to be lazy. It is still early now, and he will never go to practice until nightfall.

Xie Xiyi finally had a premonition in his heart. He strode over, pushed open the door of the house and entered.

The dormitory was empty. Although it was spotless, there was no trace of spiritual energy remaining, indicating that no one had been there for a long time.

Xie Xiyi closed his eyes and opened them again, and the world in his eyes suddenly changed.

He stretched out his palm, and a golden silk thread automatically fell in front of him, but the silk thread broke gently when it touched his palm.

Another gray thread fell into his hand. It remained tough for a long time, trembling for a while before breaking gently.

Xie Xiyi clenched his fists, turned around, and strode out of the Zen house.

"Senior Brother Xuan Ji." Qing Xuan came out of the dormitory behind Chi Yu's house and saw Xie Xiyi. His eyes flickered slightly, and then he called him politely.

Xie Xiyi paused, his eyes frighteningly cold. His magical powers were still in place, so he could see Qingxuan's numerous thoughts seeping out from the silk thread.

That is not a good thought; it is even dark, joyful, and complacent, and can be called a malicious thought.

The two broken silk threads in his hands reappeared, flew straight to Qingxuan, and tightly wrapped around his neck. After flickering, they disappeared again.

"Is it you?" Xie Xiyi asked in a low voice.

Qing Xuan looked up at him in surprise, "Senior Brother Xuan Ji, what are you talking about?"

Xie Xiyi chuckled, "It's you."

He came to his own conclusion.

Then, he drew out his sword, and his aura instantly became sharp. The jet-black hair tied high behind his head moved without wind, and the wide robe of the Roper disciple made a rustling sound due to the surging spiritual energy.

His eyes flashed like lightning, and the sword light swept across like a hurricane sweeping away the remaining clouds.

"Xuan Ji--" Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly. He didn't expect that Xie Xiyi would fight him directly in the Luoper Zen Gate without even saying hello.

He dodged Xie Xiyi's sword in a panic, and the next move came one after another.

Xie Xiyi's sword intent is several times more powerful than Qingxuan's. His natural realm enables him to learn things quickly. Moreover, Daxia's foundation is even greater than some top immortal sects. Therefore, Qingxuan can never defeat him no matter what - and Qingxuan understood this the moment Xie Xiyi made his move. There is absolutely no possibility for him to defeat Xie Xiyi.

Xie Xiyi's sword moves were unpredictable and each one was like thunder. Just dodging had almost exhausted all of Qingxuan's spiritual power. "Senior Brother Xuanji! Why are you doing this?" he asked loudly.

Xie Xiyi's response was an even colder and more ruthless attack.

Qingxuan's Dantian was pierced and shattered by the sword, and the meridians in his wrist were pierced. Just as Xie Xiyi was about to pierce his spiritual realm with the sword, a deep voice came, "Junior Brother Xuanji, what are you doing?"

They are Jingguan, Wuyou, and many other disciples of Daodi Zen House.

Xie Xiyi ignored him, his sword moves still swift and fierce, and Qingxuan said at the right time: "Please, brothers, save me."

He was in a state of disarray, his dantian shattered, his arm veins ripped, unable to circulate his spiritual energy, and clearly a cripple. Yet, even in this state, his eyes were cold and composed, revealing a certain calmness and composure.

In comparison with him, Xie Xiyi, who ignored the precepts and took action in the Zen sect, and even crippled his junior fellow disciple, seemed to be going too far.

Jingguan immediately took action and blocked Xie Xiyi's sword. "Junior Brother Xuanji, what is the grudge between you and Junior Brother Qingxuan? You attacked Junior Brother Qingxuan right after coming out of seclusion - do you already know about Junior Brother Long's affairs?"

Xie Xiyi said indifferently: "Get out of the way."

His golden eyes were like knives, carrying a terrifying sense of oppression. "Say it again, get out of the way."

Jing Guan, a Nascent Soul cultivator, actually felt a hint of fear in front of him. "Junior Brother Xuan Ji, calm down. What happened to Junior Brother Long was an accident. He was swallowed by a rift in the secret realm. Junior Brother Qing Xuan couldn't have anticipated this. You can't blame him for this."

Qingxuan's careful planning during this period was revealed at this moment.

Many Zen disciples sided with him and spoke in Qingxuan's favor. "Senior Brother Xuanji, when Junior Brother Long disappeared, Junior Brother Qingxuan also searched diligently. It wasn't his fault. How can you take your anger out on him?"

"We are also very sad that Junior Brother Long is in trouble, but this is the law. No one knows which will come first, an accident or tomorrow. Senior Brother Xuanji, you—"

Before the disciple could finish his words, Xie Xiyi took action.

The benefits of inner cultivation can be reflected in combat.

His inner cultivation level is higher than anyone else present. Even if there are two Nascent Soul cultivators present, they may not be able to defeat him.

Xie Xiyi did not use his inner cultivation when he attacked Qingxuan, but now the situation had reached where he had to use it.

"Xuan Ji! How dare you!" Jing Guan saw his gestures changing and knew that he was going to use the Anuttara Buddhist method. "How can you use it on a fellow disciple?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a strong spiritual power fluctuation burst out from Xie Xiyi's body, and a huge colorful lotus rose from his body. In the infinite light, the lotus spun into the air, then broke into countless pieces and floated towards everyone.

Amidst the rich lotus fragrance, everyone's mood became unusually peaceful, like a stone among the mountains, forests and vegetation, calmly watching the clouds roll and the seasons change.

"This is the Anuttara Buddhist method of cessation, originally intended to save all living beings, but he used it to attack... His natural realm is indeed outstanding, what a pity." Venerable Hanshan stood on the top of the mountain. Although he was very far away from Roper, his pair of eyes with supernatural powers were enough for him to see what was happening to Roper at this moment.

Venerable Shangshan said in a resounding voice, "It's a pity, but everyone has their own destiny. Let him be."

Xie Xiyi picked up the sword again and walked towards Qingxuan who was standing quietly there.

"Did you kill them?" Xie Xiyi asked, then shook his head and chuckled, "No need to answer me. Now, please die."

His voice was originally very clear and pleasant, but now it was tinged with frost, revealing the coldness and hardness of metal colliding with stone.

Just as Xie Xiyi was about to cut Qingxuan into countless pieces, Lecturer Hong appeared, and a powerful spiritual power pressed down like a mountain. "Xuanji, what are you trying to do?"

Lecturer Hong was rarely angry. "What do you regard as the Zen precepts? How dare you start a fight in the Zen sect and destroy my junior brother's cultivation!"

Xie Xiyi still straightened his back under the overwhelming pressure of spiritual energy. He looked at Lecturer Hong with a swift gaze, "Let go."

Lecturer Hong was shocked by his aggressive look. "You, you actually want to attack me too? I'm your teacher!"

Xie Xiyi whispered, "If you stop me, you are no longer my teacher. I say it again, let go."

Master Hong said, "I have already reported this to the Buddhist sect. If you continue to persist in your delusion, you will surely miss out on becoming a Buddhist disciple!"

Xie Xiyi chuckled, "Who cares? Only you care."

He said no more, and despite the spiritual pressure of Lecturer Hong, he stabbed Qingxuan's chest with a sword. With a slight flick of his arm, the sharp sword intent rushed into his body, and in a short time it would turn his internal organs into a pool of mud. Qingxuan would have a clear perception of this process.

"Xuan Ji!!" Lecturer Hong released a stronger spiritual pressure, and finally suppressed Xie Xiyi to the point that he knelt on one knee on the ground, and the sword that was stuck in Qingxuan's body also fell out of his hand due to weakness.

"Xuan Ji, Senior Brother Cheng Xiu has already ascertained that Junior Brother Long was indeed swallowed by a rift in the secret realm, and your little ball was abducted by an evil cultivator. The cave where he and little ball were last found experienced fluctuations of demonic power from a demonic cultivator. This has nothing to do with Qing Xuan. How could you attack him without knowing the truth?" Lecturer Hong said earnestly, "The joyous event of your refining twenty-six sections of Buddha bones is known to everyone in Luoper. How could you destroy your own future and do such a heinous thing?"

Xie Xiyi struggled to lift his knees, smiled softly and said, "Summer insects cannot talk about ice. I have nothing to say to you."

Lecturer Hong: "You—you are so arrogant and conceited. Don't you even know the basic principle of respecting your teachers?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several senior monks came over and said, "Junior Brother Xuanji."

They put their palms together and said, "The Venerable Shangshan has issued a decree. The sea of suffering is endless, but turning back is the shore. As long as Junior Brother Xuanji turns back now, there is still time. The position of the Buddha's disciple in the Anuttara Buddhist sect will still belong to you."

Xie Xiyi said coldly: "Please tell my brothers and sisters that if Venerable Shangshan can return Junior Brother Long and the ball to me, I will go back and become a Buddhist disciple."

The monk sighed and said, "It seems that Junior Brother is still stubborn and stubborn. Xuan Ji has committed murder in Luopo Zen Sect, causing irreparable harm to Junior Brother Qing Xuan. According to the precepts of the Anuttara Buddhist sect, Xuan Ji will be sent to the Avici Hell and will not be released until he has completed his training."

Avici Hell is a forbidden place for Anuttara Buddhism, where countless evil spirits, powerful demons, demons, and magic cultivators are imprisoned. It can be called a small demon world.

Zen meditation naturally restrains evil spirits, demons, demons, and demonic cultivators, but at the same time, evil spirits, demons, demons, and demonic cultivators also restrain Zen meditation.

In the Avici Hell, the practice of Zen meditation will be extremely suppressed, making it almost impossible to move forward. Even the small evil spirits outside that can be easily strangled by Zen meditation can cause great harm to Zen meditation.

This kind of punishment can be described as extremely cruel.

What's more, Xie Xiyi was a future Buddhist with a bright future.

Lecturer Hong was stunned. "My fellow disciples, is this an order from the Venerable Shangshan? This punishment is too severe. It would be better to send him into seclusion in Roper for five hundred years."

The monk said, "This is indeed an order from the Venerable Shangshan. It is precisely because Xuanji is a future Buddha and has committed such evil deeds that he should be severely punished. If he is let off lightly, what kind of rules does Buddhism have?"

Lecturer Hong: “But——”

The monk said, "Alright, please stop talking to this uncle. Everyone, help me capture Xuan Ji."

Several monks teleported behind Xuan Ji and used carving tools to restrain Xie Xiyi's hands, neck, and feet, so that he could not use his spiritual power and became like an ordinary person.

"Xuan Ji, please come with us."

Xie Xiyi laughed, his brilliant golden eyes like a boundless glacier. He chuckled softly and said, "You'd better run away. Zen can't protect you. I will make you regret being born into this world, Qingxuan."

"Xuan Ji, you still want to talk nonsense." A monk said in a deep voice, and took out another carved object, which turned into half a mask, covering his face and sealing his mouth.

Xie Xiyi was taken away by several monks.

The lotus of cessation gradually dissipated, and everyone gradually regained their senses.

Qingxuan groaned softly, and the others immediately gathered around him. Jingguan put a pill into his mouth, "Junior Brother Qingxuan, are you okay?"

The other man pulled the sword from his chest and reached out to touch his wound. As a result, the sword energy seeping out of the wound scraped his palm. "...Senior Brother Xuanji's sword energy is so exquisite."

Although they had just lost their minds and were as calm as a piece of stone, their five senses were not closed and they knew what had just happened.

Lecturer Hong strode forward, stretched out his hand, and sucked out the sword intent that had formed into a small whirlwind in Qingxuan's body, scraping his internal organs and bones everywhere, and threw it to the ground.

After being sucked out, these sword intentions did not dissipate, but continued to wander on the ground, cutting into pieces all the grass and gravel that blocked its way, and forming traces of sword intention on the ground one after another.

"Senior Brother Xuan Ji...how can he be so knowledgeable and sophisticated?" someone exclaimed in shock.

"What a pity, why did he do that?" someone was puzzled.

Qingxuan wiped the blood that kept oozing from the corner of his mouth, feeling the severe pain in his internal organs, but his face remained calm and said, "It's my fault for not explaining it clearly to Senior Brother Xuanji, which is why he suffered this hardship. I will go to the Anuttara Buddhist Monastery to plead for Senior Brother Xuanji. He doesn't deserve this."

At this moment, his Dantian was shattered and his spiritual power was completely gone. He was like an irreversible useless person, but he was still speaking for Xuan Ji. How could this appearance not move the disciples present?

They couldn't say anything harsh to Xuan Ji, so they could only comfort Qing Xuan in a weak voice, "Junior Brother Qing Xuan, things have come to this point, you should just calm down and cultivate yourself."

Lecturer Hong said, "I will report your ordeal to the Buddhist community. If you wish, you can remain in Luoper. Luoper will find a way to repair your dantian, or extend your lifespan by 800 years, allowing you to live out the rest of your life as a mortal."

Qing Xuan said calmly, "Thank you, Lecturer Hong, for your kindness. But since I'm already a cripple, how can I burden Luo Per? I will ask to leave the sect."

Such a profound understanding of righteousness won him a lot of praise from the monks.

Lecturer Hong couldn't help but reveal a hint of admiration in his eyes when he looked at him.

What a pity. He was obviously a disciple of Dao Di Zen House with outstanding character, but he suffered this ordeal and became a disabled person.

After everyone sent Qingxuan to the Zen house and left, he took out the pill with trembling fingers and took it.

Lecturer Hong took action and removed the sword intent from his body, but his body was filled with blood and his bones were damaged.

The bleeding stopped after taking several pills, but it will take some time to recover.

Mingxin rushed over at this time and asked with concern: "Junior brother, how are you?"

Qingxuan glanced at him and said calmly, "Of course I'm fine."

Ming Xin gave him a somewhat flattering smile, "Junior Brother, I heard that Xuan Ji has been escorted to the Avici Hell. Everything went according to your plan. You are truly brilliant. I admire you."

Qingxuan didn't say anything.

It just went so smoothly as planned.

Before he could provoke Xuan Ji, Xuan Ji took the initiative to attack him, and without a single doubt, he was certain that it was him who did it.

This inexplicable certainty made Qingxuan subtly displeased.

His silence made Mingxin feel a little uneasy. Then, his true colors were revealed: "It's been so long, Junior Brother, you still haven't forgiven me? I've already said that I did that thing out of anger. You ignored me for several months. Isn't that enough?"

Qingxuan started coughing and blood oozed from the corner of his mouth. Why should he have any expectations of Mingxin? This man was just a fool.

Qingxuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly: "Alright, senior brother, there is no overnight hatred among brothers. You have been well behaved for the past few months. I have forgiven you. Now I have something to entrust to you."

"What?"

Qing Xuan said, "Xuan Ji's companions still have a young man who was transformed from a demon into a human cultivator. I heard that in order to find the small ball, he consumed the flesh and blood of cultivators, which aroused his demonic nature. Find a way to make him attack you."

Ming Xin was stunned and asked, "Junior brother, why is this?"

Qingxuan glanced at him gently and said, "To cut the grass, you must remove the roots. Brother, don't you understand? Although he is only in the Qi Refining Stage now, no one can predict what will happen in the future. Eliminating him is the right decision."

Mingxin said: "I understand, but, Junior Brother, when are we leaving?"

Qingxuan had no intention of staying in Roper in the first place. Now that his cultivation had been abolished, he had a ready-made excuse to leave Roper. This was truly wonderful.

He was not worried about his damaged Dantian, because he had made great progress in his research on the root bones obtained from the small ball.

The corners of his lips curled up slightly, and his cold eyes now shone with ambition. "Once you get rid of that boy, we'll leave."

Mingxin agreed, but then he realized that Qingxuan was injured, so he asked him about his well-being.

Qingxuan lowered his eyes impatiently and said a few perfunctory words. Just as he was about to send him away, Wuyou's voice came from outside the door, "Oh no, Junior Brother Qingxuan, Senior Brother Xuanji has escaped! You should leave quickly!"

Mingxin was surprised and asked, "What?"

Qingxuan was also stunned, then frowned slightly - Xuan Ji, how could he escape from the hands of several highly skilled Buddhist disciples?

How did he do it?

Qingxuan couldn't help but reveal deep fear in his eyes. At this moment, he finally understood why Fuzawa was so afraid of Xuan Ji. Although he was a Zen practitioner, he had no taboos and the feeling of oppression was too strong.

It seems that the plan to leave Zen has to be brought forward.

On the other side, a monk picked up the fallen black jade spoon and collected the fallen carving tools one by one. He sighed and said, "It was too obvious that you let Junior Brother Xuanji go."

"There's no other way. Junior Brother Xuanji is too smart. No matter how we release him, he will notice. Why not use the simplest method?"

"We in the Buddhist community have done our utmost for him. The Venerable also sympathizes with him and hopes that he will take care of himself."