Chapter 266: Chi Yanzi's Resolute Martyrdom
As soon as Bai Wuchang disappeared, Lingxiang sensed something was wrong and quickly pinched her fingers and made hand gestures to display the technique of "Calm and Peace". Just when Bai Wuchang's fist was approaching, she just managed to open the spiritual shield.
However, Bai Wuchang is a person valued by the Demon Lord. Although he rarely takes action on weekdays, he is a hidden talent. How can he be compared with Lingxiang's mere foundation-building cultivation?
In the blink of an eye, Lingxiang's magic was broken, and before she could react, a sudden force hit her and knocked her down the mountain.
Lingxiang had already taken Bai Wuchang's move just now, which should have given Chi Yanzi enough time to dodge, but he took it anyway.
Lingxiang understood why Chi Yanzi didn't dodge. If he had dodged at this critical moment, even if Bai Wuchang had a high level of cultivation, he would not have been able to stop the punch, and she would have been in trouble.
Bai Wuchang must have expected that Chi Yanzi would not dodge, so he took the punch without hesitation.
Chi Yanzi did this to protect her!
When he bounced back, Chi Yanzi pushed Lingxiang with the intention of pushing her away from danger.
Lingxiang flew into the air, then rolled and landed on the rocks. However, she ignored the pain in her body and struggled to stand up and look in the direction where Chi Yanzi flew. However, she only saw the rocks cracking, and she immediately became nervous.
Could it be that Senior Brother Chi Yanzi...
Lingxiang was anxious, but she was in pain all over. It was extremely difficult for her to stand up, let alone rush to where Chi Yanzi was.
Having no other options, Lingxiang hesitated for a moment before she made up her mind. She wiped the wound on her forehead, made some finger gestures, and recited some magic words.
When Chi Yanzi saw that the Lingxiang magic was broken, he knew that Bai Wuchang must have another trick up his sleeve. He knew that he could not dodge, so he quickly protected his chest to avoid injury to vital parts.
I remember my master once taught me that people should learn to be good at defeat. If you know that you will inevitably be injured or have to endure injury, you must find a way to avoid the fatal blow.
Only if you keep the green mountains can you have long firewood. Only if you live can you have meaning.
But Bai Wuchang's punch hit her chest real hard. Even though Chi Yanzi used her palm to protect her heart, the pain was still unbearable. In order to prevent Lingxiang from getting hurt, Chi Yanzi had no choice but to slap her with his palm the moment she flew out.
This way I won’t have to worry about anything.
After pushing Lingxiang away, Chi Yanzi rolled and landed halfway up the mountain. After crashing into a rock, he finally spat out a mouthful of blood.
Before Chi Yanzi could even catch his breath, Bai Wuchang stepped on his chest with a cold expression, "You're quite good at talking, but I thought you could keep me company for a while longer. I didn't expect you to be nothing more than a silver-plated spearhead, all show and no use."
Chi Yanzi spat out another mouthful of blood, smiled grimly, and said with difficulty, looking at Bai Wuchang with a determined face, "I am old now, so naturally I am a little less capable. However, I really don't agree with the envoy's description of 'useless'."
As soon as he finished speaking, Chi Yanzi changed the finger gestures on his hands, and Bai Wuchang immediately became like a magnet, and the surrounding gravel was constantly attracted to his body.
Bai Wuchang quickly withdrew, but those stones seemed to have eyes, and no matter where he hid, he was chased.
Finally, the rubble wrapped him up like a stone ball. Only a pair of feet could be seen standing on the ground. From a distance, he looked like a huge stone ball rolling down the mountain.
But even though he was wrapped and squeezed like this, Bai Wuchang still stood firmly on his feet, but the stone ball kept expanding and contracting, as if he could escape at the next moment.
Chi Yanzi tried his best to maintain the finger gestures and tried to suppress Bai Wuchang, but he was seriously injured and was completely unable to do anything.
Seeing that the stone ball could no longer be suppressed and began to expand rapidly, Chi Yanzi made up his mind, touched the blood at the corner of his mouth, and changed his finger gestures rapidly.
Chi Yanzi made a Kun gesture, smiled, and then shouted softly: "Explode!"
The stone ball wrapped around Bai Wuchang suddenly exploded, and in an instant there was a burst of rock collapse, the valley echoed endlessly, broken stones flew, trees split, and dust flew.
This spell had already exhausted Chi Yanzi's remaining strength. However, after a moment, when the dust settled, Bai Wuchang was still standing there, not even moving a step. Only the skin on half of his face was torn, revealing a green face, yellow eyes, and flying white eyebrows.
A stream of black blood flowed from Bai Wuchang's forehead, dripping onto the hem of his white clothes, instantly staining them. He wiped the bloodstains from his face with his fingers, looked at it in front of his eyes, and then a sinister smile appeared on his face, looking extremely strange.
"No one has ever been able to hurt me in the past ten years."
Bai Wuchang pinched the blood between his fingers for a while, as if he was thinking about something, but suddenly he smiled evilly, turned his palm into a claw, and walked towards Chi Yanzi step by step.
Chi Yanzi was no longer able to dodge, and could not even move. Looking at Bai Wuchang who was approaching step by step, he was not afraid at all. He just leaned against the stone and looked at him calmly with his eyes narrowed, as if he was welcoming death.
Master, Master, does this count as a martyrdom?
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The setting sun was across the sky, the stream was gurgling, and the wood birds were chirping. Everything was peaceful. But at this moment, the sound of a board suddenly rang out, startling the birds catching insects in the tree.
"People who practice cultivation should not talk about life and death all the time. It is too unlucky!" A woman was dressed in linen clothes, but it could not hide her elegance at all.
"Will the cultivator not die then?" An extremely ugly kid scratched the red mark on his arm. Although he was beaten, his lower body was still firmly in a horse stance, just like his stubborn temper.
"Death is inevitable. A cultivator is still a human being, no matter how much he cultivates. But since he has cultivated, he should not die easily." The woman held the ruler in one hand and pinched her chin with the other, pacing around the stubborn child, as if she was considering what to do next.
"I'm going to die anyway, what's the difference!" The ugly doll looked unhappy, frowning and pouting, and his appearance became even uglier.
“Bang!”
Another foot hit came down, and it hit the place exactly where it was hit before. This time it hurt more than the previous one. The pain made the ugly baby grimace, but his horse stance remained unchanged.
"Of course it's different. Since ancient times, many people have died, some for money, some for food. Those who are calm are few in number, those who are righteous are even more so, and those who leave a good reputation are few and far between. But no matter what, they all live to survive, whether it's unbearable, dull, or wonderful. But these are just ways for ordinary people to survive." The woman shook her head, as if she was very satisfied with what she said.
"What about the cultivators?"
"All living things suffer. Those who practice cultivation seek to escape the sea of suffering and prove the truth with their own bodies. If the situation truly demands it, one must not easily accept death. Death can only be a martyrdom for the truth!"
“What is martyrdom?”
"To die a worthy death is to die a martyrdom!"
The pain in his arm eased a lot, and the ugly doll relaxed his brows and looked at the serious-looking woman in a daze for a while. After a long time, he nodded as if he understood.
Seeing the ugly doll like this, the woman smiled brightly, with a radiance so bright that even the sunset pales in comparison.
"From now on, you are my disciple. Since you are my disciple, you must have a Taoist name. From now on, you will be called Chi Yanzi."
"Sincere and frank, Yan Yan is like my heart!"
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