Twenty steps away from the courtyard gate, Yin Zhe erected an air wall to block the nauseating odor.
Qin Zhaoyue had a bad feeling and some guesses in her mind, but she wasn't sure based on her knowledge.
She subconsciously pursed her lips, but finally spoke up, "What's in the bottle?"
When I first entered the courtyard, I noticed that the Bodhi tree had a strange and unusual shape, and the odd glass bottle decorations were probably meant to create an eerie atmosphere.
But now I know it's definitely not that simple.
Yin Zhe had no intention of hiding anything and answered directly, "A martial artist's body is filled with qi and blood."
It is certain that the person who set up this retreat was closely connected with the Western Regions, and the fire dragon oil was only one aspect of it.
Bodhi originally meant sacredness and is often associated with enlightenment and sudden awakening.
The vine in the front yard, with its messy, gnarled branches and a menacing appearance, is a variant of the Bodhi tree from the Western Regions, called Anavatapta.
It distorts the meaning of the Sanskrit word "Anuttara-bodhi," which originally meant "corrosion" or decay.
Yin Zhe possessed a wealth of intelligence and knew that this was a branch of Esoteric Buddhism in the Western Regions.
It is said that the founder of this school was a renegade of Tantric Buddhism a hundred years ago.
Instead of cultivating one's character, one seeks only power and has taken the path of "using demonstration to prove the Way".
Buddhism emphasizes the Four Noble Truths, namely "suffering, the cause of suffering, the cessation of suffering, and the path to the cessation of suffering."
This branch explains the four words: recognize suffering, collect the root of suffering, eliminate suffering, and then seek the Way.
The methods for forcibly shifting positions within the hermitage, collecting the essence and blood of martial artists, and the secret technique of Anavatapta using a glass bottle to seal away qi and blood all originate from this lineage.
It wasn't until the Iron Scale Buddha was enveloped in blood mist that Yin Zhe could confirm that he had received its inheritance.
The answer was the same as expected, and Qin Zhaoyue remained silent in thought.
The Nine Gates' dominance in the gambling industry suggests that they are no easy force to be trifled with.
The blood mist ahead was collapsing at a visible speed, and the blood color was rapidly thinning.
The glass bottles that had shattered the tree were revealed within three breaths, and the figure within them was vaguely visible.
His deep honey-colored skin turned crimson and shone, as if his blood was being boiled by a raging fire!
Beneath his skin, it was as if a venomous snake was awakening, wriggling and coiling around his arms, neck, and even climbing up his face, which was stained with bluish-black.
A strange, pulsating spiderweb formed around the gold foil lotus flower on her left cheek.
The already knotted muscles bulged and swelled, like wet cowhide being forcibly stretched taut on an iron frame.
His body hunched over in pain and then suddenly straightened up, his vertebrae cracking with a teeth-grinding "pop".
Suddenly raising his head, his deep-set eyes were completely swallowed by the murky crimson gold.
Each breath was heavy, like a broken bellows, and with it, the blood mist was being rapidly absorbed.
The moment he fully revealed himself, Iron Scale Buddha knew he had made the right bet.
In the time it takes to breathe three or four, let alone someone at the Divine Martial Realm, even the person currently engaged in combat would have enough time to intervene.
But he simply stood ten steps away, waiting, until he completed the secret technique.
call……
He exhaled a breath of stale air, and the immense blood and qi that almost burst his body were rapidly transforming into true qi.
In no time at all, his true energy was overflowing!
The secret technique is violent, the internal energy is mixed, and there are significant side effects.
Iron-Scaled Buddha would not use it unless absolutely necessary.
The four people who deliberately ignored the battle outside the courtyard gate took the initiative to rush towards their original opponents.
Dou Zhan remained fearless, as the pressure that the Iron Scale Buddha could exert on him was already diminishing.
He didn't know anything about Tantric Buddhism, but he could sense that the other party's strength had improved, and that was enough!
The ruler had been discarded, and Iron Scale Buddha attacked with only his bare hands, while Dou Zhan still held a short blade.
Bang!
The palm struck the short blade precisely, producing a metallic clang.
Not only did it fail to break the skin, but the fighting chisel was even thrown away by the powerful force, and it took seven or eight steps to stop.
This was only on the surface; in reality, the true energy armor covering his body was shattered into pieces.
But he showed no sign of dejection; instead, his usually calm eyes gleamed, and he charged forward with lightning speed, launching an attack.
Huff... Iron Scale Buddha exhaled another scorching breath.
The palm strike just now released some of the power that was about to burst from his body, but it was filled up again in the blink of an eye.
Trying to break through by stepping on him won't be so easy!
The two of them, without prior agreement, abandoned their physical techniques and seemed to transform into brutes, clashing in the most unadorned and unpretentious way.
Retreat seven steps, five steps, three steps... until you don't retreat a single step!
Iron Scale Buddha's power did not decrease, but Dou Zhan adapted rapidly.
In just over ten breaths, Iron Scale Buddha went from being at ease to being locked in a stalemate.
Damn it!
He had to give it his all.
Originally, he could still spare some energy to suppress the mixed essence and blood in his body, but with each counterattack, he had to concentrate even more.
Without suppression, the power became even more violent, but the crimson gold in Iron Scale Buddha's eyes was rapidly changing.
The gold was completely surrounded by the crimson blood, with only a small area at the very center of the pupil still holding out.
Unbeknownst to him, the phantom image of a prison reappeared quietly around the area where the two were fighting, appearing and disappearing intermittently.
Because their fighting style was simple, Qin Zhaoyue, who was watching, could clearly see the two figures, but...
He nudged the Hidden Serpent beside him. "Something doesn't seem right, does it?"
Yin Zhe nodded. "The secret method of the Iron Scale Buddha is not that simple."
In addition to affecting oneself, it can also subtly influence the mindset of one's opponent.
In short, it will awaken the most primal desires within us.
This is a distorted interpretation of "accumulation" in the Four Noble Truths of Buddhism.
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