The moonwhite monk robe fluttered as the young monk stepped out, spotless.
Beside the young monk was a man with a wealthy and sowhat majestic appearance. As he moved forward, his pace was not fast, yet it had the feeling of a dragon walking and a tiger prowling.
The black dragon robe further added an aura to his presence out of thin air.
Seeing the two people walk out, “Knife Monarch” and “Sword Immortal” were not at all surprised.
On the contrary, Feng Feiyu’s eyes widened.
The “Carefree King” he did not know.
However, the ‘Delightful Buddha’ should have been dead!
Moreover, he should have died a death without a grave!
What’s going on?
Similarly, ‘The Emperor’ also frowned slightly.
“‘Thousand Faces Immortal-Wandering Scripture’?”
He asked in a deep voice.
The young monk smiled and nodded, frankly admitting it.
"Would ‘Heavenly Monster’ be so kind and generous?”
‘The Emperor’s words carried suspicion.
"Of course he wouldn’t be so generous, so I exchanged it with ‘Son of Heaven’s Dragon Fist’, ‘Rebirth Fist’, and my self-created ‘Carefree Roaming’.”
The “Carefree King” said, smiling at his brother.
"To leak the family heritage is a great cri, you will not be allowed into the ancestral temple even after your death.”
‘The Emperor’s face turned grim.
"Ever since you treated like a dog, I didn’t hope to enter the ancestral temple.”
The “Carefree King” was still smiling cheerfully.
‘The Emperor’ looked towards the young monk.
"Initially, this innocent monk intended to trade my ‘Delight Zen’ with the prince for the ‘Thousand Faces Immortal-Wandering Scripture’, but the prince wasn’t interested, so I had to opt for trading with ‘Vajra Zen’ and the ‘Hannya Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra’.” 𐍂áNỖᛒĘṣ
The young monk sighed with a look of pity.
Apparently regretting the “Carefree King’s” expense.
But ‘The Emperor’ felt a tightness in his chest.
His ‘Ultimate Bliss Rebirth Fist’ was derived from the ‘Son of Heaven’s Dragon Fist’ and was a fist technique focusing on spirit and montum.
Simply put, it emphasized intent over form.
And ‘Vajra Zen’ likewise was related to the cultivation of spiritual secret realms.
As for the ‘Hannya Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra’, even more so!
In other words, both would affect his ‘Ultimate Bliss Rebirth Fist’.
While his mind was filled with many thoughts, ‘The Emperor’ kept his face unchanged.
“‘Vajra Zen’ and the ‘Hannya Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra’?
The secret lore of Dalin Temple.
I’ve long wanted to seek instruction.”
‘The Emperor’ said blandly.
Listening to such words, the young monk rely laughed.
"Your Majesty, you need not disguise it. When you showed unprecedented interest in Dalin Temple, I guessed that there must be sothing you care about in Dalin Temple. Although I wasn’t sure before, but now?
I can be certain.
Your self-created ‘Ultimate Bliss Rebirth Fist’ is restrained by ‘Vajra Zen’ and the ‘Hannya Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra’.”
As the young monk spoke, he sat cross-legged on the ground, murmuring sutras softly.
The dirty ground did not soil the young monk’s moonwhite robe; instead, it made the young monk look more ethereal, like a lotus blossoming from mud.
The sutras echoed above the alley, spreading with the night wind.
"Do you really think ‘Vajra Zen’ and the ‘Hannya Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra’ will be of use?
Such a nuisance!”
‘The Emperor’ snorted coldly, then punched out directly.
The thousand-ter Black Dragon rushed toward the young monk like that.
Even completely ignoring Jason, who was charging at him again.
It was obvious, though ‘The Emperor’ said he didn’t care, in reality, he cared imnsely.
"Brother, you really habitually overlook !”
The “Carefree King” sighed, his wealthy-looking face showed a very complex emotion, and then, he took out a porcelain bottle from his bosom, tossed it to the “Knife Monarch”, and blocked in front of the young monk.
Inside the porcelain bottle were two ‘Small Creation Pills’.
They had an imdiate effect on the injuries of “Knife Monarch” and “Sword Immortal”.
Although both sides were enemies rather than friends, at this mont, facing ‘The Emperor,’ naturally they knew what to do.
Watching “Knife Monarch” and “Sword Immortal” consu the potent dicine.
The “Carefree King” smiled.
He always believed that there were no absolute enemies in the world.
Any enemy could beco a friend.
As long as the benefits offered were sufficient.
For example: Delightful Buddha.
The other party was such a friend.
Moreover, quite clever.
He liked making friends with such people, especially at monts like this.
Looking at the thousand-ter Black Dragon, the “Carefree King’s” figure standing in front of the young monk beca blurred, a gust of wind arose from nowhere, stirring the “Carefree King’s” black dragon robe.
The next mont——
Splash!
Amidst the roaring waves, a giant fish suddenly appeared.
Then, the fish leaped into the air, transforming into a Roc Bird.
With wings spread wide, it asured over a hundred ters.
Perhaps not as large as the thousand-ter Black Dragon, but every ti it approached the Black Dragon, it could always leave trail after trail of wounds on its body. When the Black Dragon turned to attack, it would take flight, stretching the distance; then, when the Black Dragon turned back, it would return, extending its sharp claws, relying on its own agility and versatility, this Roc Bird truly managed to stall the Black Dragon.
Humph!
‘The Emperor’ couldn’t help but snort coldly.
Not rely because this ‘Roc Bird’ was evidently aid at his ‘Black Dragon’, trained more than once, but also because he had taken a punch from Jason on his back.
Poison!
Cold and hot dual breath!
Sharpness, piercing, shockwave, explosion, and so on began to erupt inside him once more.
While Jason’s fists were like shuttles, ceaselessly pounding on ‘The Emperor’s’ back.
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