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Thinking about the source of the Tailed Beast Cloak's power, Chu Yang felt that what the other party said made sense, and grinned, "Then please subdue this monster, Master!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yang flashed and appeared in front of the young monk, placing one hand on the monk's head, which was shrouded in Buddhist light.
"presumptuous!"
The young monk clasped his hands together, and behind him appeared a Buddha with radiant light, who clasped his hands in the same gesture.
The small yurt was no match for such a large-scale battle; it was swept away by the Buddha's palm and reduced to ashes.
Temujin and several lamas were unharmed and were protected by the Buddha's light emanating from the young monk, who then carried them to a distant place.
Chu Yang was trapped between two enormous hands, like a tiny fly.
"Your murderous aura is boiling over, but this humble monk will surely reform you today!"
The aura emanating from the young monk grew brighter and brighter.
Chu Yang showed no sign of panic, and a towering figure appeared behind him, slowly enveloping him.
The Buddha's palms were forced open by a terrifying force. The young monk looked closely and saw that the scholar's figure had disappeared, replaced by a huge monster with three heads and six arms.
Susanoo drew his bow and shot out an energy arrow that pierced straight through the head of the Buddha behind the young monk.
The vast Buddha light suddenly dimmed.
puff!
The young monk spat out blood, feeling as if his internal organs had been struck by a heavy blow, and the pain was so intense that he was about to faint.
Susanoo walked up to him, and after dissipating, Chu Yang's true form was revealed. He still reached out and placed his hand on the monk's head.
"Monk, will you still guide me to salvation?"
"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk's magical power is too weak to exorcise the demon, which is truly regrettable."
"Aren't you afraid I'll kill you for saying such a thing?"
"Monks have long since disregarded life and death."
"They have a pretty high level of awareness."
Chu Yang slapped the monk's forehead. He had just acquired the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill and also learned an unknown esoteric Buddhist technique during the battle.
Since you've already made a profit, why go to such lengths to kill them? They have no grudge against you, and besides, you were in the wrong first.
Through this, he also realized that illusions are only effective against those with lower levels of cultivation, and are somewhat useless against determined practitioners like young monks.
The young monk waited for a long time but Chu Yang didn't send him to the Western Paradise to see the Great Sun Tathagata Buddha. When he opened his eyes, he found that the other party had disappeared.
"Isn't this the birth of a demon?"
The young monk was puzzled and murmured Amitabha, "There are such extraordinary people in the world."
The battle just now awakened many drunkards. Seeing the Buddha killed by the monster with an arrow, they knelt down in fear and prayed that the demon would not kill them.
As Chu Yang walked along, no one looked up at him, or rather, no one dared to look up.
They had a feeling that this scholar who came from the royal court was a demon god with three heads and six arms.
Although no one looked up, they continued to kneel and pray devoutly in the direction from which the footsteps came.
The two little girls were also terrified by the scene of the demon god fighting the Buddha. They left Li Ping's yurt tremblingly and just happened to see countless herdsmen and soldiers kneeling and worshipping Chu Yang.
"Little Chu, you killed Buddha?"
Huang Rong's face turned deathly pale.
"It's not Buddha, it's just the appearance of a monk."
Chu Yang smiled and shook his head.
"So are you okay?"
Huang Rong rushed forward anxiously to examine Chu Yang's body, touching him here and pinching him there, as if afraid that he was missing something.
"If you keep touching me like that, I'm going to sue you for indecent assault!"
Chu Yang slapped Huang Rong's hand away impatiently. He was in a bad mood and worried that she might accidentally hurt her.
"Does Miss Mu really intend to venture into the world alone?"
"Yes, Brother Chu, thank you for taking care of me during this time."
"You're welcome. Take care."
“Brother Chu… I have already explained this marriage proposal to Aunt Li, and I will cancel it with my father when I get back.”
"Well, it's good that you have your own ideas; you don't need to explain them to me."
"Brother Chu, do you think we'll ever meet again?"
"If you're ever bored, you can come to the private school to find Huang Rong anytime. She'll definitely be very happy."
Standing in front of the carriage, Mu Nianci suddenly stopped talking and looked down at her toes. An ant crawled from the ground onto the back of her foot.
Moon stars are rare.
Chu Yang didn't know what to say as a farewell, so he turned to look at Huang Rong.
"Xiao Chu, you're really stingy. It's already this late, and you haven't even sent a gift to say goodbye."
Huang Rong rolled her eyes and pulled a rag doll from her bosom, dressed up very similarly to Mu Nianci.
"Sister Mu, this is for you!"
Huang Rong handed the rag doll to Mu Nianci, who took it and examined it carefully, a smile appearing on her face.
Chu Yang scratched his head; he had never thought of giving Mu Nianci anything.
Mu Nianci stared at Chu Yang expectantly after receiving the gift.
"Let me give you a hairpin."
The branches twined around Chu Yang's palm, glowing with a soft green light, a beautiful sight in the dead of night, like countless fireflies swirling around him.
A jade-green wooden hairpin appeared in Chu Yang's hand, which he handed to Mu Nianci.
Mu Nianci took the hairpin, gently stroked it, and looked at it tenderly.
"Alright, Miss Mu, farewell!"
Chu Yang and Huang Rong boarded the carriage, and the little red horse snorted and slowly turned away.
Mu Nianci stood there blankly, waving her hands repeatedly, watching the carriage drive further and further away.
Sitting on the carriage shaft, Huang Rong was sullen. Chu Yang thought she was feeling disappointed because of Mu Nianci's departure, so he comforted her, "Miss Mu is unwilling to go back with us. She must have her own things to do. We must respect her choice."
Huang Rong shook her head, "She has something on her mind..."
Chu Yang had no idea what had happened between them and asked in confusion, "Did you two have a fight? You were fine just now..."
"Oh dear! It's not like we're arguing, and you can't explain it to me anyway, so don't ask!" Huang Rong glared angrily at Chu Yang.
"What's wrong with you!" Chu Yang clicked his tongue. "If you've had a fight, then you've had a fight. You can make up next time you meet. Or I can leave you here so you two can have a good chat and maybe even travel the world together. I can go back first..."
Before Chu Yang could finish speaking, Huang Rong suddenly slammed her forehead against his, causing her considerable pain and bringing tears to her eyes.
"This is the consequence of not showing martial ethics!"
Chu Yang smiled smugly.
Just kidding. His body is tough enough that, while it's not invulnerable to swords and spears or fire and water, it's not something you can bite with your teeth.
Huang Rong was furious. She bared her teeth and lunged at Chu Yang, biting him with her small tiger teeth gleaming coldly.
Chu Yang pinched her mouth shut and warned, "If you keep making trouble, you'll break your teeth too."
The thought that her teeth might actually be chipped off by Chu Yang's flesh made Huang Rong immediately abandon the idea of biting him, and glared angrily at Chu Yang.
"From now on, when Miss Mu is not around, you will be responsible for driving."
As Chu Yang spoke, he handed the reins to Huang Rong.
Although Huang Rong was very angry, she still obediently took the reins because she was afraid that Chu Yang would really leave her here.
However, after handing out the reins, Chu Yang didn't return to the carriage. Instead, he sat down, closed his eyes, and muttered, "Don't be lazy, I'm watching."
Strangely, Huang Rong stopped being difficult and instead revealed a faint, almost imperceptible smile.
After the two left, Mu Nianci stayed at Li Ping's place for one night, and the next day she bid farewell and set off on her journey through the martial world alone.
Having followed her adoptive father Yang Tiexin through eighteen years of adventures in the martial world, Mu Nianci had learned everything she needed to, and she felt no fear whatsoever.
In addition, she also learned the Nine Yin Manual from Chu Yang, and even though it wasn't the complete version, she made great progress in martial arts.
It would be absolutely impossible for top-tier experts from various dynasties to defeat her in a one-on-one fight.
Unless a grandmaster intervenes.
This is why Chu Yang readily agreed to let her travel alone.
Mu Nianci bid farewell to Li Ping and had just stepped out of the yurt when she saw a very young monk standing outside, seemingly having been waiting for a long time.
The young monk wore a plain white robe, his face was clean and his clothes were spotless, and he always had a kind smile on his face, giving him a kindness beyond his years.
Seeing the monk looking at her with a smile, Mu Nianci asked softly, "Master, who are you?"
“This humble monk is Sangji Zhuole, a Tibetan Buddhist practitioner. In my youth, I used the Dharma name Yun Shen. You may call me that.”