Chapter 478

In the blink of an eye, that sword Qi approached the monk Tan Su's face, the cold light directly bullying his brows, faster than a flying electric spark!

Tan Su knew it was powerful and did not dare to underestimate this move. He unhurriedly formed a hand seal, his lips moved slightly, and he spat out a wisp of white Qi like a silk thread from his mouth.

The white Qi rose in the air and, in the blink of an eye, turned into a white lotus flower as large as a winnowing basket, its color moist and lovely, pinning the sword Qi in mid-air just in time.

With a "clang" sound, it was as if a small patch of light rain exploded in the air!

Although the white lotus flower was slashed deeply and concave on one side, with flower petals flying everywhere, countless tender stamens grew wildly from the missing parts, wrapping around the sword Qi with a momentum that feared no death.

After only a few breaths, the sharp sword Qi on the lotus, which was originally bright red, gradually wore away and faded, its form and quality mostly ruined.

And that white lotus inexplicably added some scarlet color; several lotus petals suddenly turned red, and at the same time, a sharp and unparalleled sword momentum was vaguely transmitted from the lotus body, which was truly strange.

"Worthy of being the dharma-heir disciple of Da Sui Temple; truly a good method."

Before Tan Su could take action to swallow the lotus flower that had changed its appearance after absorbing the sword Qi, a voice suddenly sounded in the distant clouds, the tone sounding quite interested.

Tan Su's eyebrows moved slightly at this time, and he had no time to see who the owner of the voice was.

Almost at the same time the voice sounded, the originally dim and incomplete sword Qi suddenly increased in brilliance, as if it had obtained some great added strength, and violently broke free from the lotus stamen's restraint.

With a few flashes, it cut the white lotus to pieces, and at the same time, leaped into the air and disappeared without a trace.

Tan Su recited secret mantras and pointed his hands repeatedly. One white lotus after another took root in the void and bloomed slowly, decorating the place where he stood very beautifully, looking quite gorgeous and magnificent.

However, as the light bloomed from the lotus leaves in the sky one after another and swayed slowly with the wind, infinite tender stamens stretched and retracted within them like poisonous snakes flicking their tongues, adding a sinister atmosphere to this beautiful scene for no reason.

Seeing Tan Su responding in this way, Chen Heng smiled and waved his hand from afar, directly dividing thirty-six sword lights and killing them all together.

For a time, only red light was seen, stirring into a ball, making it impossible for people to see clearly how many there were, which made one's hair stand on end!

And although the white lotus could not find an opportunity to take advantage, it guarded the portal tightly, wind and rain-proof, not letting Tan Su retreat even half a step.

After fighting fiercely for a while like this, neither side showed superiority. At this moment, Tan Su's pupils suddenly revealed a line of golden light, and then his expression changed. He decisively flipped his body and jumped out of the lotus cluster.

The next moment, purple-clear thunder shot over from behind him.

A great shaking sound arose, and the mountains trembled, as if thousands of armored heavenly horses were stepping over, beating the white lotus into a pulp!

And following the thunder, there was also an Abi Killing Sword, which slashed violently, but it struck empty air.

If it weren't for Tan Su

dodging in time, without any hesitation, I fear that facing this sudden attack, he would have suffered a secret loss to some extent.

Seeing that the attack did not hit, the Abi Sword did not retreat but turned with the momentum and slashed toward Tan Su, who was not far away, tearing through the air!

"This broken sword... could it be Abi?" Tan Su frowned slightly.

The flying sword's appearance was incomplete, as if it were just a few pieces of iron roughly glued together, which was not much different from the trial works of ordinary craftsmen.

But the blurry images of the great demons of the heavens and the immortals and Buddhas on the sword body made Tan Su not dare to underestimate it. After a slight thought, he recognized this ancient killing sword that had once been famous throughout the world.

Buddha light appeared behind Tan Su's head, and a white bone alms bowl flew out to meet it. Although it was slashed open by the Abi Sword's force, taking advantage of this slight delay, his arm was also wrapped in a layer of dim black light. With his five fingers clenched, he fiercely pounded toward the Abi Sword!

The collision between the flesh palm and the flying sword suddenly exploded with the sound of metal clashing, sparks splashing everywhere!

By the time Tan Su used his strength to shake the Abi Sword away, although there was a sword wound on the back of his hand that was deep enough to see the bone, no blood flowed from the wound. Instead, it was just miserable and sinister, and with a roll, it covered the flesh and skin again, healing as before.

Afterwards, he sacrificed a Vajra pestle wrapped in flames, summoned the white bone alms bowl to the top of his head, his face slightly solemn, and took the initiative to launch an offensive, wanting to see what kind of helper Lu Rong had found.

After using the Wuchu Treasure Canopy Ming King appearance, Tan Su felt as if he had taken off a layer of heavy restraint, feeling refreshed and free. Every move he made had great strength, and with the powerful Buddha treasure like the Yanmo Ming King pestle by his side, he revealed his divine mystery.

This made him look even more like a Dharma King protecting the religion walking out of an ancient mural, dignified and solemn, with a majestic atmosphere!

Whatever sword light or thunder blocked Tan Su's path was swept away one by one by the Yanmo Ming King pestle he sacrificed, unable to hinder him.

After a while, just as Tan Su was about to kill his way to the high sky, another line of faint golden light emerged in his pupils. At this time, Tan Su suddenly changed his offensive, abandoning the original plan of using his physical body to launch a strong attack, lost in thought.

"May I ask who you are, sir?"

Tan Su paused and said in a deep voice.

At this moment, under Tan Su's gaze, the cloud light in the sky suddenly scattered and drifted away slowly. Then, a young Daoist in black clothes and a golden crown slowly descended.

Tan Su saw that the Daoist's spirit was clear and calm, his style outstanding, and a mass of mysterious Qi rose behind him, like the source of a river, vast and turbid.

This was a strange phenomenon brought about by profound magic power, which made people know it was divine at a glance. But Tan Su could see even more that the fundamental true scripture the Daoist practiced was by no means an ordinary superior classic, but definitely a supreme true scripture pointing directly to the root of the Great Dao; otherwise, it would be impossible to make his mind feel strange.

"Yang-clear atmosphere; this is a mysterious sect person of the orthodox immortal Dao, not from the demon sect?"

Tan Su could not help but think to himself upon seeing this.

Anyone who could be pulled by Lu Rong to help was naturally not an ordinary cultivator. On this

point, Tan Su had expectations in his heart. After all, if an ordinary Golden Core came, I fear they would not be able to last a few rounds under his hands.

But for a Blood River cultivator like Lu Rong to find a suspected true transmission of the Xudu Eight Sects, this made Tan Su feel slightly surprised.

He had long heard that although the Eight Sects and Six Schools of Xudu Heaven had the distinction of mysterious and demonic, there was no lack of small quarrels and scheming in ordinary times.

But the closeness of the alliance between the two sides far exceeded the imagination of forces in other great heavens. In critical matters, they always advanced and retreated together, and there was even a Qianyuan Sichen Palace, which was the place where the founding masters of each family discussed matters in ordinary times.

Although Tan Su heard this at the time, he was only half-believing and did not believe it entirely.

Even those Chan sects in the Boundless Light Heaven that claimed to be the orthodox Shaman sect might not necessarily be this harmonious, let alone the mysterious sect and the demon gate?

But seeing Chen Heng and Lu Rong join forces today, Tan Su believed the rumor a few points more.

At this time, Chen Heng looked at Tan Su, observed him for a moment behind his back, and said with great interest:

"Chen Heng of Yuchen, greetings here.

I wonder if what the Chan master just revealed is the Destiny-Knowing Ability among the Six Divine Changes of the Buddha family?"

Perfect, bright, and pure, famous in ten directions, immeasurable and boundless, inconceivable.

Divine Foot Ability, Heavenly Ear Ability, Other-Mind Ability, Heavenly Eye Ability, Destiny-Knowing Ability, Leak-Ending Ability—

These six types of divine abilities are the Six Divine Changes of the Buddha family, also known as the treasures of the Buddhas' heart-sealing.

If one needs to attain them, one must push aside eighty thousand clouds of obstacles and step through immeasurable thorny forests. They are the manifestation of the power and virtue emitted by deep concentration and wisdom, and are supreme methods in the three realms that are rare and hard to fathom!

Among them, the Destiny-Knowing Ability can know the cause and effect of karma, and can see the billions of heart lights from the smallest details, like observing sand and peeking at waves, thereby predicting good and bad fortune.

And it is rumored that when those ancient Buddhas with full power and virtue urge the Destiny-Knowing Ability, they penetrate the long river of life and death as if observing patterns on their palms. All the kalpas of the Ganges, the rise and fall of karmic waves, cannot escape their thoughts!

Although the battle just now was short, Tan Su dodged the secret hands Chen Heng buried twice as if he had predicted them in advance.

Such an anomaly naturally made people curious.

"Yuchen? This person is actually from Yuchen?"

Tan Su saw Chen Heng point out his Destiny-Knowing Ability as soon as he opened his mouth, and there was no surprise on his face, which was not unexpected. He frowned slightly, suddenly glanced at Lu Rong and Xiao Lingji, turned his thoughts, and nodded:

"What the True Person said is correct; it is indeed the Destiny-Knowing Ability."

"The iron law of cause and effect, karma is clear. This is truly a supreme type of divination method. No wonder when Mei Gongxing was compiling the 'Earth Palace Golden Chapter' back then, he listed the Destiny-Knowing Ability as the highest grade. Seeing it today, it is truly well-deserved."

Chen Heng praised and opened his mouth:

"To be able to attain such an achievement, the Chan

master is worthy of being the dharma-heir disciple of Da Sui Temple."

"True Person overpraises. The Destiny-Knowing Ability is good, but if I had a choice, I would rather it be a few hundred years later; otherwise, I would not have so many troubles."

"I would like to hear the details."

On the other side, Lu Rong and Xiao Lingji were clearly fighting at a critical point, but the atmosphere on this side relaxed. The two were like people with nothing to do, suddenly chatting.

Tan Su sighed and said truthfully:

"The Destiny-Knowing Ability is good, but with my current realm, when I urge it, I can only see some blurry shadows following the flow of karma. True and false are hard to distinguish. If one is not careful and chooses wrongly, it is undoubtedly seeking one's own death.

However, the most embarrassing thing is that the Destiny-Knowing Ability does not entirely belong to my control...

It is less of a divine ability and more like a wise living creature entrusted deep in my root of consciousness, occasionally acting on its own initiative to reverse-observe karma and illuminate the retribution for me.

I believe the True Person also knows the huge consumption of this divine ability.

If it is in ordinary times, it is still easy to say, but once it is at a critical moment, this kind of action is equivalent to tripping me up for nothing and ruining my cultivation."

When he said this, Tan Su laughed at himself and said helplessly:

"As one of the Six Divine Changes of the Buddha family, if I had a choice, I would rather have attained the Divine Foot or the Heavenly Eye. Although these two types also have various obstacles, they are not as difficult to deal with as the Destiny-Knowing Ability."

Among the Six Divine Changes of the Buddha family, except for the last Leak-Ending Ability, the other five have no distinction of high or low, and their status is equal.

At this time, Tan Su smiled slightly at Chen Heng and asked:

"Because of peeking at the secrets of heaven, in this universe of many heavens, high-level divination methods all have more or less drawbacks. As the highest grade of the divination department in the 'Earth Palace Golden Chapter', I wonder what kind of obstacles your sect's Plum Blossom Divination has?"

Chen Heng thought for a moment and also answered truthfully:

"The Plum Blossom Divination is that all things are numbers, and all things are images.

Not only the sun, moon, stars, weather, geography, insects, scales, people, birds, and beasts, but even objects, strokes, and even sounds can be used as numbers for divination. Its wide range is truly an anomaly among divination methods.

However, precisely because of this, using the Plum Blossom Divination often has 'innate obstacles' to confuse the nature of the primordial spirit. If one cannot overcome them many times, the spirit will dissipate and the soul will fall, and finally, the bones will melt."

Tan Su listened, seemed to become interested, and asked again what the "innate obstacles" of the Plum Blossom Divination were and how they should be resolved.

Chen Heng understood his inner thoughts and simply pretended not to know, answering them one by one.

And this question and answer took half a stick of incense quietly.

Seeing Chen Heng standing in the clouds with ease, unable to see any abnormality, Tan Su frowned slightly, his heart filled with doubt.

At this time, Chen Heng stood with his hands behind his back and suddenly said in a light voice:

"If the Chan master is waiting for my injury to break out and my five internal organs to be destroyed, then there is no need to waste this effort. Since I have precautions, you will definitely have no chance to succeed."

There was no fluctuation in tone in these words, but the confidence and composure in them made Tan Su's expression change slightly.

He was silent for a moment and shook his head:

"From the very beginning, you noticed my Wonderful Hearing Eloquence Inverted Sound?

It seems my calculation has fallen completely into empty space..."

Tan Su knew that Xiao Lingji would definitely not be able to defeat Lu Rong. Although his little sister was also a true transmission of a great sect, she was still lacking when facing a fierce person like Lu Rong of the Blood River.

Since that was the case, Tan Su would naturally not stand idly by while Xiao Lingji fought hard. Instead, he chatted with Chen Heng.

From the very beginning, he had been secretly urging the Wonderful Hearing Eloquence Inverted Sound secretly transmitted by Da Sui Temple, mixing it into his words.

This was an extremely obscure sound attack method. When it was activated, it was silent and soundless, specifically capable of ruining people's internal organs and taking people's lives without them knowing!

And Tan Su seemed to be discussing divination methods with Chen Heng, but in reality, he was just waiting for Chen Heng's injury to break out, so that he could take action.

Who could have known...

"The Destiny-Knowing Ability is not always effective. This scene was not in my expectation... That's right, cause and effect, karma. Even the Buddha of the Thunder Sound Treasure Staff, who was once famous throughout the heavens for his divination methods, did not calculate his own disciple's tribulation, let alone me?"

After sighing in his heart, Tan Su put away all his smiles and said plainly:

"True Person Chen, do you really want to help Lu Rong? Is there no room for maneuver in this matter?"

"Entrusted by others, I will naturally do my best."

Chen Heng's expression was calm: "Chan master, let me see the methods of Da Sui Temple."

"Very well."

Tan Su sighed and then suddenly roared like a lion, like a tsunami and mountain collapse!

Between the wind blowing from all directions, where Tan Su stood, only a black sun was seen rising. Sinister light flickered and blurred, and cold wind whistled. It was clearly the appearance of a sun wheel, but it instantly made the earth frost over, cold and bone-chilling!

Chen Heng did not move, reached out and grabbed into the void, and a huge five-colored hand wrapped in rolling cloud energy fiercely slapped toward the black sun!

When the huge hand collided with the black sun, a loud noise exploded, the gale surged, and it was deafening!

However, this battle did not last long.

After a short while, as Xiao Lingji was almost knocked out of the clouds by Lu Rong in one move, her face pale, Tan Su finally lost some of his composure.

But to Tan Su's surprise, Chen Heng did not seize this opportunity to take action against him, but instead turned into sword light and rushed up, heading straight for the great mountain that sealed the Yuanzu Wangzhi.

Tan Su naturally knew the preciousness of the Yuanzu Wangzhi.

If Xiao Lingji obtained this item, she could make up for a deficiency in her current cultivation. Tan Su would naturally not let Chen Heng take this

item away, so he hurriedly urged his great escape and chased after him.

And at the cost of taking a thunder method from Chen Heng, Tan Su finally used a secret method to fish the Yuanzu Wangzhi from the air into his hand.

Afterwards, he did not dare to delay, hurriedly sacrificed the Yanmo Ming King pestle, blasted a hole through the dense blood shadows in the air, and called out to Xiao Lingji, who was already bleeding from her mouth and nose, wanting to retreat first and avoid the sharp edge for a while.

However, after Tan Su held the hard-won Yuanzu Wangzhi and wanted to throw it to Xiao Lingji first, telling her to take it quickly to avoid further variables.

At this time, with Tan Su's keen spiritual sense, he finally understood.

"..."

He suddenly stood still, just used his five fingers to squeeze the Yuanzu Wangzhi slightly.

With a crisp "crack" sound, under Tan Su's gaze, what he held in his hand was only a small piece of golden-red medicine fungus shaped like a little finger, incomplete.

Pulp was still slowly seeping from the broken end of the medicine fungus, emitting an indescribable fragrance, which made people feel empty and clear in body and mind when they inhaled it into their noses.

Tan Su originally thought he had caught the complete Yuanzu Wangzhi.

Who would have thought that at the cost of taking a thunder method, what he held in his hand was only a little over twenty percent.

"Good method..."

Tan Su's expression was somewhat complicated, and he said to Chen Heng:

"In such a short moment, how did you do it?"

Before Chen Heng could answer, Lu Rong, who was calm and relaxed not far away, sneered. He flew over on a thick blood light, his eyes indifferent:

"True Person Chen's false-form method is far above mine. Although you have ability, monk, you are not good at this, so how could you see the mystery in it?

Besides, how could someone who can compete with me for the Great Elixir of Xudu be an ordinary person? Tan Su, do you still not know that you will be fighting with two future Daoists later?"

"The next Yuchen Daoist... will it be this person?"

Tan Su and Lu Rong looked at each other across the air, and his gaze fell on Chen Heng and stopped solemnly.

At this time, he only felt the pressure increase sharply, secretly gripping the Yanmo Ming King pestle a few points tighter, his heart truly feeling somewhat helpless.