Cultivation Begins with Skill Points - Chapter 516 - 517: Chuandeng Monk

Chapter 516: Chapter 517: Chuandeng Monk

“So what if you’re born with stubborn bones? Our Ancient Spirit Sacred Land has methods to tame it, and if not, slaughtering it to feed my Gray Flame Leopard would be a great supplement.”

Lan Qihua laughed wildly and said, “Junior Sister Fang Yun, this Thunder Beast is a divine creature of heaven and earth, naturally wielding thunder, born in accordance with the Great Path of Heavenly Thunder. Even if it’s just born, it’s not something you can handle, and do you really think you can definitely obtain this Thunder Beast? The commotion of the Innate Thunder Beast’s birth has probably already alerted others.”

Just as he was speaking, they saw streaks of light shooting up in the distant sky, approaching quietly within a few breaths.

“The Thunder Beast is mine, who dares to rob me?”

A roar came as a man dressed in animal skins, with a face like red dates and a bare chest, stepped through the air.

This man wielded a giant axe, surrounded by thunder and lightning, walking as if the Thunder God had descended to the world.

“My Buddha is merciful; such a divine creature should be the Dharma Protecting Divine Beast of our Ten Thousand Buddha Holy Land.”

Waves of Buddha Light surged from the open space, condensing into a lotus platform in the void, upon which some monks were seated.

The leading monk’s face was gaunt, like a withered tree, yet exuded a rich vitality, filled with an extreme sense of contrast.

And on either side of him stood an Arhat, fully radiating golden light, with a vigorous build and skin flowing with light as if forged from gold.

“Kuang Hao from the Thunderbolt Sacred Land, and Chuandeng from the Ten Thousand Buddha Holy Land.” Lan Qihua’s eyes slightly narrowed.

Although he expected other experts to arrive, he hadn’t anticipated these two.

Kuang Hao, with cultivation at the Ninth Layer Heaven of the Life and Death Realm, wielded a Thunder Battle Axe that had slain countless enemies.

Chuandeng Monk, a martial artist on the Bodhisattva Path of the Buddhist Sect, renowned in the Eastern Desolate with his “Withering and Flourishing Zen.”

Fang Yun’s face was also extremely grim at this moment, wary of confidently claiming the Innate Thunder Beast to be within reach.

“I was wondering who it was, turns out to be you, Kuang Hao, you savage.” Lan Qihua said coldly.

“Oh! Blue-faced demon, huh! We meet again,”

Kuang Hao grinned, snapping back.

You call me a savage, then you’re a demon; though your face isn’t blue, your surname is Lan, so you’re a blue-faced demon.

Meanwhile, Zhong Lin frowned deeply as Chuandeng Monk’s group arrived, sensing a familiar aura from them.

With a swift movement, he directly blocked the monks’ path.

“My Buddha is merciful, this Thunder Beast is fated with our Ten Thousand Buddha Holy Land. I hope the benefactor will make way and not obstruct this humble monk’s path,”

Chuandeng Monk intoned a Buddhist chant, seemingly calm, yet his aura surged mightily.

“Monk, have you ever seen this person?”

Zhong Lin waved his right hand, using Spiritual Origin to condense an image of Long Zhao in the air.

Chuandeng Monk slightly squinted his eyes, then shook his head saying, “Never seen.”

“Liar!”

Zhong Lin shouted angrily, “If you’ve never seen him, why do you have his blood qi on you?”

Then he directly reached out towards Chuandeng Monk.

Chuandeng Monk didn’t move, but the Arhat on the left immediately shone with golden light, throwing a punch at Zhong Lin’s palm.

Boom!

Fist and palm clashed, the violent power swept, dispersing the surrounding thunder.

The monk on Chuandeng’s right side also shouted, suddenly making a move, reaching out with a finger sliding swiftly in the void, countless strange runes flowed from his fingertip like fleeting lights, in the blink of an eye forming a six-foot-long Vajra Stele.

This Vajra Stele bore countless mysterious runes, emanating a majestic, grand, ancient aura.

This was “Buddha’s Engraving” among the Buddhist Sect’s martial arts, a powerful Vajra Buddha method in Buddhist scriptures meant to subdue demons and eradicating evil.

Legend says this Buddha was incomparably strong, claiming to cross rivers into land, carrying mountains across the seas.

According to the Buddhist scriptures, this powerful Vajra Buddha always carved a Buddha Stele, with the meaning of eradicating evil and stabilizing the sun, moon, and Qian Kun!

The Vajra Stele formed in an instant, and a six-foot-long tablet emanated an ancient and grand Buddha power.

“Hmph! So what if it’s the Vajra Buddha? Break for me!”

Zhong Lin roared furiously, a gigantic Emperor Bear’s shadow appearing behind him, roaring towards the sky, shattering the heavens and earth, forcibly crashing into the stele.

Boom!

The terrifying power of the Emperor Bear fell on the Vajra Stele, explosively shattering both into pieces.

The explosive power erupted, causing the air within hundreds of meters to suddenly shatter, like thunderclaps.

“What is this boxing skill? Our Buddhist Sect’s Holy Land has three thousand methods, among which the Vajra Great Strength Buddha Method is the most yang and rigid. Ever since leaving the temple, I have never been defeated with this method, killing countless strong ones. A mountain, if hit by my stele, would immediately shatter and turn to dust, how can he withstand it?”

The Arhat on the left was stunned, his hand not only failing to kill Zhong Lin but was instead shaken to the point his blood surged, his shoulders trembled and he nearly staggered back, he immediately gasped in shock.

“Ming Xin, Guardian, take him down.”

Chuandeng’s expression remained unchanged, instructing the Vajra Arhats beside him, while his eyes turned towards the distant Innate Thunder Beast.

“Great Vajra Palm!”

Ming Xin Arhat shouted, his right palm raised, presenting like holding up the heavens, a massive Buddha palm immediately glimmered with golden light, pushing upward with overwhelming force.

“Buddha’s Engraving!”

Guardian Arhat suppressed his turbulent blood qi, once again unleashing the massive Vajra Stele.

The two blocked Zhong Lin’s path from both sides, giving him no chance to dodge.

Buzz!

At that moment, above the two, a phantom of the powerful Vajra Buddha appeared, radiating golden light, murmuring sounds constantly flooding into Zhong Lin’s mind from this phantom.

The void was filled with the sounds of “Vajra.”

As these sounds entered his ears, a feeling of reverence surged in Zhong Lin’s heart, as if he could kneel painfully at any moment, shave his head, and become a monk, forever clad in simple clothes and living with the ancient Buddha.

“What a strange Buddha Domain martial art, able to control a person’s mind.”

This thought in Zhong Lin’s mind was promptly severed by his Spirit Domain, yet even so, he could sense the eerie nature of the Buddha Domain martial arts.

“Dragon Playing in the Sea, Azure Dragon Nirvana.”

In a cold and hollow voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuations, only filled with intense and pure death, Zhong Lin’s voice rang out.

In the next moment, Zhong Lin vanished without a trace, replaced by a massive Azure Dragon.

Unlike the half-dragon form when using the Azure Dragon Eight Forms before, after training in the Shape and Spirit Boxing Skill and mastering the Dragon Playing in the Sea, Zhong Lin could now transform into a Gray Flame Leopard, borrowing the mysterious dragon aura.

Instantly, a terrifying aura emerged from Zhong Lin’s Azure Dragon form, one that changed heaven and earth.

This was a death power, silently spreading in darkness, pure and void of attributes, only bringing decay to all things.