"Amitabha Buddha, the Netherworld passage has been sealed. I have already set up the Medicine Buddha Glazed Tile Array. Once anyone enters..."
The formation will activate automatically. I've done what I needed to do; the rest is up to you, my fellow Buddhists.
"Thank you for your help, Master. On behalf of all the people and on behalf of Benefactor Shen, I thank you."
"Amitabha! The Nine Netherworlds have plagued the world for tens of thousands of years. Now, you dare to step forward and stop this calamity!"
As a Buddhist disciple, I should do my part for all sentient beings; I dare not accept the word "thank you."
Fahai and Cihai stood in front of Dingxian Residence in Pingkangfang. The two monks put their hands together and silently recited a Buddhist chant.
After finishing, Cihai said to Fahai, "After the matter in Chang'an is settled, fellow Buddhist, please come with me to Wanfo Cliff. The matter of Chunyang Palace must be resolved."
Fahai: "Amitabha, since the master has spoken, this humble monk will certainly keep it in mind."
In his heart he thought: This humble monk has only kept it in mind, and has not agreed to go with you. This is not lying, nor is it deceiving the Buddha.
"Very well, now that this matter has been settled, I will return to Baochan Temple to report to the two abbots on the recent situation in Chang'an. I hope they can come up with a way to stop the Northern Empress as soon as possible, so as to prevent the people of Chang'an from suffering."
After saying this, Cihai bowed to Fahai, turned around, and disappeared into light towards the Hongyan Pagoda.
"Amitabha Buddha, may the master rest in peace."
Fahai silently recited a Buddhist chant, then left Dingxian Residence and returned to Shenshui Pavilion to meet up with Liang Hao.
...
On the pavilion in the middle of the lake, Linghu Ming and Li Hanxin exchanged a hundred blows, their sword energy crisscrossing, creating towering waves on the lake and causing a series of booming explosions.
With a clanging sound from the interplay of gold and jade, Linghu Ming was directly blasted back to the shore by Li Jianxin's sword energy.
"Huff, huff, huff—"
Linghu Ming knelt on one knee, his sword resting on his hand, panting heavily.
After three days and three nights without sleep, coupled with his restless mind, he had reached his physical limit.
Just as he took out a bottle of Rejuvenation Pills, another sword aura flashed past, shattering the porcelain bottle in his hand.
"Linghu Ming, I told you, you are destined to be trampled under my feet for the rest of your life!"
Li Jianxin, confident of victory, slowly drifted from the center of the lake towards the shore.
"From childhood to adulthood, you've always been inferior to me in everything, whether it's cultivation or competence; you're always a step behind."
"But it's precisely because you have a good background that Master favors you over me!"
Li Jianxin placed his sword against Linghu Ming's neck.
"Do you know why I've repeatedly caused you trouble, but even though I could have killed you, why didn't I?"
"That's because I want to see you, this wealthy young master of noble birth, looking so incompetent and cowardly, hahaha..."
"Seriously, I feel a great sense of accomplishment every time I tease you. Seeing your pitiful eyes when you helplessly beg me to return to the sect is really delightful."
Linghu Ming's breathing gradually became steady. Feeling the icy chill of the sharp blade against his neck, a smile gradually appeared on his lips.
Or rather—
It's murderous intent.
"Li Jianxin, you're so pitiful."
"What did you say?"
Li Jianxin was taken aback.
“I’m telling you, you’re really pathetic. You look down on your own background and consider the kindness others show you an insult. How can you not be pathetic?”
"Your master values you so much and originally intended to entrust the management of Taibai Tower to you, but you feel that your master is playing you."
“When you were injured, your fellow disciples came to take care of you and comfort you, but you regarded this care as pity.”
"Because your master doesn't like you, you think it's because of your background, but you don't know that feelings require mutual affection."
"You're an extremely insecure person, so insecure that you can't even believe you're this kind of person."
Linghu Ming slowly stood up and gently deflected the sword that Li Jianxin had placed against his neck.
"What did you say? What do you mean by that? Why are you looking at me like that? Kneel down!"
Seemingly having his sore spot touched, Li Jianxin immediately became furious and embarrassed.
"I said you're pitiful, really pitiful, hehehe."
Linghu Ming picked up the green bamboo shoot in his hand.
"You were able to defeat me not because you were stronger than me, but because I was unwilling to kill you. Now..."
A red light suddenly flashed in Linghu Ming's pupils.
The next second, Qing Gan rose to his feet, and instantly sword intent filled the air.
"This is……"
"The Art of Vertical and Horizontal Strike - Taibai's Journey - The Sovereign's Sword Soars Through the Void".
A single, breathtaking sword strike, a completely new sword intent, an entirely new aura.
Li Jianxin was caught off guard by this unexpected move and hastily parried the sword.
However, the sword intent was boundless, and the killing intent contained in the moves poured out like a tidal wave, overwhelming Li Jianxin with no way to defend himself.
As a tornado surged through the center of the lake, all returned to tranquility.
The two people, who had passed each other, stood back to back.
Li Jianxin looked at the drops of blood dripping from the evil sword in his hand and couldn't help but let out a soft snort.
"This is your true strength?"
Linghu Ming sheathed his sword, a drop of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
At the same time, a bright red wound gradually appeared on his abdomen.
He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said calmly, "It's all over. This is the last time I'll call you 'Senior Brother'."
"Hehehe, I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled, why did you humiliate me like this?"
Li Jianxin suddenly turned around and rushed directly towards Linghu Ming.
"Linghu Ming, how could you surpass me? How could you!"
"you……"
The instant he touched Linghu Ming's shoulder, his entire body, along with the evil sword in his hand, turned to dust.
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