After passing through a large rain forest, you will reach the South China Sea.

The South China Sea is extremely wide and has no end. Two sword lights flashed past quickly, and suddenly a Dharma image of the Ming Wang rose from the back, a hundred feet tall, with three heads and six arms, holding many weapons, and smashed heavily towards the sea below.

The weapon fell on the sea, and the splashing sea water was like densely shot arrows, instantly completely covering the two sword lights in front, and the sound of breaking through the air was endless.

The water splashes stopped, and the two sword lights were safe and sound, continuing to rush forward at full speed.

Although it seemed like a minor incident and no one was hurt, only Ling Yunpo and An Zhisu knew how tremendous the pressure was.

The water arrows just now were too dense, so he and An Zhisu both stopped flying their swords at the same time, and used the Fenyun Bagua Step to move in a small area, accurately dodging the aftermath of the attacks under high pressure.

If they were not careful, the water arrows would hit their sides and they would be torn into pieces, or even have broken bones and tendons - but the two of them had not practiced the disgusting secret method of Iron Veins that could make them immune to physical attacks.

Huh? Not that there isn't one.

If Senior Sister An wasn't here, I could just switch to the Longlong template and should be able to withstand a few hits head-on... Of course, only a few hits.

After all, it was because the realm strength was too overwhelming.

This Iron Vein Elder practiced the secret art of body-building to increase his defense, making it impossible for the immortal sword to break through his defense; he also practiced footwork to increase his speed, making it impossible for the sword immortal to escape from the unity of man and sword. No wonder he is called the "Shushan Nemesis" by the outside world.

If any ordinary cultivator of the evil sect dared to call out this nickname, he would have been stabbed to death by a few swords from the Shushan rough man.

"Junior brother, be careful!" An Zhisu said suddenly, and moved his body as if to block the damage for him.

Ling Yunpo said nothing, but resolutely turned around and hugged Senior Sister An like lightning, and spun around in her arms as if they were dancing the waltz, just in time to avoid the demon-subduing pestle that was smashing down from the side.

Another column of water burst into the sky, reaching almost a hundred feet high, shocking Lingyun Pohu so much that his body trembled violently.

If he had not been able to dodge such a terrifying force and was hit head-on, he would have been instantly destroyed, right?

An Zhisu also had a lingering fear on his face, knowing that he and his junior fellow apprentice had just narrowly escaped death.

She pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then quickly made a decision, gritted her teeth, and resolutely shouted:

"Junior brother, you first..."

Ling Yunpo saw her expression and knew what she wanted to say, so he interrupted her spell casting:

"Senior Sister! You go first! I'll hold back this evil monk for you!"

An Zhisu: ???

"How can a junior brother die for a senior sister?" she cried out in shame and anger.

"You still know that you are going to die!" Ling Yunpo complained.

How dare you snatch my lines about my unyielding character? I think you, senior sister, are the unreasonable one!

Geermu had cultivated divine hearing and his hearing was very good. He heard the conversation between the couple and temporarily stopped attacking. He raised his hand and chanted:

"Amitabha. You owe me your life, and I will repay your debt. Because of this cause and condition, for hundreds and thousands of kalpas, we are always in the cycle of life and death. You love my heart, and I love your beauty. Because of this cause and condition, for hundreds and thousands of kalpas, we are always entangled."

Lingyunpo: ...

Although he did not understand Buddhist principles, he could probably tell that the monk was mocking the two people's "intertwined karma", and he immediately said angrily:

"You are a foreign monk, you don't know anything! If you want to kill someone, just kill him. But discussing other people's private affairs, is this the Buddhist way?"

"Donor, you misunderstood." Geermu said with a smile, "I was touched for a moment and recited a few sentences from the Yanling Sutra. Don't worry about it."

Having said this, he changed the subject and said leisurely:

"I saw that the footwork you used just now seems to be related to Buddha..."

Ling Yunpo was slightly startled when he heard this, and immediately knew what the other party was planning.

Quietly practicing the mental method in Dantian, taking the time to recover his true energy, Ling Yun said:

"Okay, since you have a connection with Buddhism, my sister and I will go back and copy the steps on a scroll or paper, then find a temple, burn it with incense and candles, and offer it to the Buddhas in the West."

Golmud had a smile on his face, but after hearing the second half of the sentence, his expression immediately darkened, and he raised his palm and said:

"Since the two donors are still attached to appearances, I will help them to be liberated..."

Before he finished speaking, he flipped his hand and made another big handprint. The energy created a tsunami hundreds of feet high, which came crashing down like an overwhelming force.

The power of the Nascent Soul is so terrifying! Even a casual attack is like a natural disaster, and nothing can stop it!

Ling Yunpo felt despair and thought to himself:

Since you only know how to use your cultivation level to bully the weak, I won't talk about martial ethics with you.

Ah Jing! Help me deal with this guy!

Kunlun Mirror sighed, as expected.

Ever since I helped Wei Dongliu escape from the pursuit of Master Ziwei last time, this guy knew that my illusion could deceive the perception of Nascent Soul cultivators.

He is so meticulous, I have to be more careful in the future to avoid arousing his suspicion.

Thinking of this, Kunlun Jing sighed and used all his strength to activate the illusion.

Just as Golmud was about to continue his pursuit, he suddenly saw the sky and earth around him turned upside down, the boundless sea water falling down like a torrential rain, and the scorching sun smashing down like a meteorite, the surrounding sea water quickly boiling and evaporating... Golmud was so frightened that he lost his mind and soul, and suddenly activated the secret life-saving method, escaping towards the northern continent.

Humph, trash.

Ling Yunpo supported An Zhisu and stood calmly on the sea surface. He only heard the latter ask in confusion:

"That person...why did he suddenly run away?"

"As the saying goes, don't chase after a desperate enemy." Ling Yunpo said calmly, "I think he suspected that we were leading him deep into the South China Sea and was worried that there might be a trap, so he turned around and chose to run away."

After hearing his junior brother's explanation, An Zhisu said "oh" and gave up thinking obediently:

"Shall we go back then?"

"Let's go back to Shushan." Ling Yunpo nodded.

Even if he had a strong reasoning ability, he could only guess that Shura Dao launched a counterattack near the plateau, and he and his senior sister were just implicated and dragged down, but he didn't know that Shushan was now also surrounded...

The two of them took a detour via the South China Sea, re-entered the Shenzhou continent from the direction of Qiongzhou, and then returned to Shushan from the direction of Hunan and Jiangxi.

As soon as they entered Sichuan along the Yangtze River, they immediately realized something was wrong.

How could there be so many demonic monks flying around in the air without any concealment?

Ling Yunpo quickly lowered the height of his flying sword and pulled Senior Sister An into the grove, saying in a startled voice:

"Senior Sister, something is wrong here!"

"Under normal circumstances, even if one or two demonic cultivators showed up, they would have been killed by the cultivators of Mount Shu long ago."

"From this, it can be inferred that something must have happened in Shushan, which has led to its inability to wipe out the demonic cultivators within its sphere of influence!"

An Zhisu naturally agreed with this obvious thing, and then he told Ling Yunpo:

"In this case, the closer we get to Mount Shu, the greater the risks involved."

"Junior brother, not as good as you..." Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Ling Yunpo again:

"Why don't you take shelter somewhere first, and I, your junior brother, will investigate the situation ahead and come back to find you later."

An Zhisu pursed her lips tightly, thinking that this junior fellow repeatedly interrupted what I was going to say, which was really unpleasant, so she sighed and said:

"How can it be possible for Senior Sister to rest at the rear and let Junior Brother go out and take risks to explore?"

Ling Yunpo smiled and said:

"How can it be possible for a man to rest at the rear while a woman is allowed to go out and take risks to explore?"

"What woman? I'm your senior sister!" An Zhisu said angrily.

Seeing that if he continued teasing, Senior Sister would definitely get angry, Ling Yunpo immediately laughed and said:

"In that case, why don't I go investigate with my senior sister? If we encounter any danger, we can protect each other."

When An Zhisu heard this, it automatically turned into "If there is any danger, I can protect my junior brother too," and she nodded reservedly.