My Cultivation Starting from Archery Chapter 1317 467: Dugu Ao (2)

"Ah!"

Monk Ci Hang hurriedly escaped from the lake surface, only to be struck again by the willow branch.

He was imdiately flayed, with wounds that sizzled and smoked, rolling and struggling on the ground, completely losing the power to fight back.

Chen Sansi chased after him and understood the fate awaiting him.

"Spare , spare !"

Monk Ci Hang cried out in agony for rcy.

Chen Sansi naturally paid no heed. The fire on the gun tip burned even more fiercely.

Monk Ci Hang saw this and hastily turned around, kowtowed repeatedly to the Buddhist Saintess, pleading, "Daoist Miao Tan, this poor monk knows his wrongs!"

Miao Tan looked at him quietly.

Monk Ci Hang kowtowed even more vigorously, "Blessed Bodhisattva, this poor monk truly knows his wrongs! I was montarily possessed by evil, which led to the Evil God Path! Today, enduring the scourge of Buddhist law, I have finally awakened!

"Blessed Bodhisattva, with your benevolence, surely you will give the youngster a chance to atone!

"Oh, Bodhisattva!

"I truly know my wrongs!"

"Bang—"

Just as the Longdan Bright Silver Spear was about to pierce the monk's back, a hand manifested from Buddhist law erged from the void, grabbing the spear shaft tightly, halting its advance.

Chen Sansi frowned slightly and looked at the Buddhist Saintess opposite, "Miao Tan, what are you doing?!"

"Amitabha, well said, well said."

Miao Tan murmured, "Since he knows his wrongs, why not give him a chance to reform, isn't that saving a life?"

"Yes, yes!"

Monk Ci Hang trembled as he spoke, "Benefactor Tian Wu, please grant this poor monk a chance to reform..."

"Knows his wrongs?"

Chen Sansi laughed coldly at the Saintess, "It's not that he knows his wrongs, he just knows he is about to die."

Upon hearing this.

Miao Tan looked at the monk again.

Monk Ci Hang continued to kowtow, weeping and confessing how he was initially misled and repenting for evil deeds committed over the years.

"Amitabha, Benefactor Tian Wu."

Miao Tan said, "Perhaps he is sincerely regretting."

"You..."

Chen Sansi questioned, "Are you planning to just let him go?"

"Naturally not."

Miao Tan gazed down at the monk, "Ci Hang, if you truly wish to reform, then release your Divine Soul, allow to cleanse your cultivation with the purifying bottle, and start anew, are you willing?"

"Start anew?"

Monk Ci Hang was clearly stunned for a mont, but eventually nodded, "I will heed the Bodhisattva's teachings!"

"Amitabha."

Miao Tan conjured a purifying bottle in the palm of her hand, which floated in the air, releasing clear and sweet spring water, resembling serpentine streams, swirling around the chubby monk.

"Om Sarva..."

Miao Tan chanted scriptures.

The water snakes dispersed into countless droplets, each imbued with vast Buddhist power, which then coalesced into a torrential downpour, drenching the area several inches around Monk Ci Hang.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

Upon contact with the rain, Monk Ci Hang's cultivation level visibly weakened, descending from the Fourth Realm to the Third Realm, then to the Second Realm, until he was reduced to a re mortal.

A strand of purple light flew out from his brow, entering the porcelain bottle, where it was sealed.

"This is..."

Chen Sansi had previously heard about Miao Tan's thods in the Buddha land.

This reincarnation of a Bodhisattva would not easily take life even in conflict but would seal one's mana, keeping them by her side for discipline until they were reford and converted to Buddhism.

It seems...

The rumors are true.

There truly exists a Divine Skill in this world that can temporarily seal a person's cultivation.

However, even so, Chen Sansi did not believe keeping Ci Hang was a good idea.

But since Miao Tan wanted to keep him, it was no longer his concern.

"Benefactor Tian Wu."

Only then did Miao Tan exchange pleasantries, "I didn't expect us to et again so soon, it seems the Benefactor indeed has a connection with Buddhism."

"With you, Blessed Bodhisattva,"

Chen Sansi spoke nonchalantly as he shifted his focus to his gains.

The Dragon and Phoenix Condensed Mystical Fruit would undoubtedly expedite his cultivation progress significantly.

Besides this...

The spiritual treasures from these evil cultivators can also be put to good use.

After taking inventory, Chen Sansi ascended into the air, scanning the surrounding environnt.

They were at the edge of a mountain range, with abundant Spiritual Energy ahead, indicating a plentiful presence of spiritual beasts and Spirit Plants in the forest.

As for the Demon Suppressing Tower...

He had yet to find it, so it was likely well-hidden.

For now, he should avoid further encounters with the Demon Clan, hoping to obtain what he wants and leave this place imdiately.

Once the Demon Race Ancestor is released, it is bound to exacerbate the already unfavorable Heavenly Water situation.

"Benefactor Tian Wu."

Master Miao Tan approached gracefully, with lotus blossoms at each step, "This poor nun has a question to ask."

Chen Sansi replied, "Feel free to ask without reservation."

Whether it was in Giant Cliff City or later helping Sister Lan with her final ailnts, he owed this Buddhist Saintess a debt of gratitude.

"What does the Benefactor consider..."

Master Miao Tan asked, "to be true compassion?"

To this day, she couldn't comprehend how a person could bear both murderous karma and great compassion simultaneously.

Moreover...

This fellow Daoist Chen Lei is deeply entrenched in worldly emotions, unable to see beyond the mortal world and life.

His two mortal wives clearly died of old age, yet it caused him imnse grief, shaking his spiritual state, no longer as clear as when they first t.

"Compassion?"

Chen Sansi pondered and answered, "Killing Ci Hang should count as a form of compassion."

Miao Tan was puzzled, "How can killing be considered compassion?"

"Killing isn't necessarily unrciful, you're too rigid, Blessed Bodhisattva."

Halfway through his words, Chen Sansi seed to sense sothing, his expression turning grave as his Divine Sense expanded, "Soone is coming."

"It's Geng Jingcheng from the Heavenly Monarch clan."

Miao Tan looked at the distant storm of Evil Qi, "This person is the top cultivator of the Heavenly Monarch clan, below their ancestor, wielding the Ten Thousand Talisman Order, extrely difficult to deal with. Neither of us is likely his match alone; perhaps we have a twenty percent chance if we cooperate."

"Twenty percent is too low, let's run separately."

Chen Sansi calmly suggested.

"Escape?"

Miao Tan nodded, "Alright."

Chen Sansi activated the Blood Burning Technique and the Void Shifting Ruler, appearing a hundred miles away in just a few breaths.

Along the way.

He dropped several talismans containing different formations, hoping they would delay so ti.

But...

Just as Chen Sansi breathed a sigh of relief, a figure suddenly appeared among the clouds ahead.

"Who?!"

He reacted swiftly, imdiately drawing the Hundred Deer Chasing Moon Bow, preparing to unleash an arrow.

"It's !"

A deep voice sounded.

The figure erged from the mist, and under the clear sky, a sly fox mask was particularly conspicuous.

"Senior Dugu?"

Chen Sansi was sowhat surprised, "You're here too?"

"Following Qingmu's orders."

Dugu Ao said abruptly.

"Following their orders?"

Chen Sansi was startled, "Senior, you an to release the Demon Race Ancestor suppressed within the Demon Suppressing Tower for them?!"

Dugu Ao affird silently.

"Senior confirms this?"

Chen Sansi cast a skeptical glance.

The Immortal Gate had always defended against the Demon Clan at the Great Wall, logically, they should be the least willing to see the Demon Clan succeed.

Dugu Ao nodded.

"How can I believe you, Senior?"

Chen Sansi asked.

He pondered.

Trusted for matters concerning the Demon Clan, though Dugu Ao might not be.

Every sect has traitors, and the Immortal Gate is no exception.

Furthermore...

Dugu Ao seemingly had a good relationship with the Nine-Tailed Fox Demon.

"You don't need to believe it."

Dugu Ao's voice turned icily cold, without warning he unleashed a talisman.

The talisman transford into a large golden cauldron, descending upon Chen Sansi's head. He hastily raised a spiritual treasure to block it.

"Dong!"

A sound like a bell resonated.

Chen Sansi didn't budge an inch, "Senior, isn't this sowhat inappropriate?"