Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 495 - 495 108 Reins_1

495: Chapter 108 Reins_1 495: Chapter 108 Reins_1 It was still that tunnel, and as soon as a speck of starlight escaped, it was already in the Mystery Huang World.

No sooner had the starlight fled than it transformed into a small island flying through the void.

Everyone on the island descended, and below, one hundred and eighteen Arhats chanted scriptures and incantations to seal the tunnel, with tiny swastika characters converging to form a solid Swastika Seal at the mouth of the tunnel.

A beam of Buddha light shone down from the treasure pagoda atop the mountain, manifesting as an Immovable Ming King Buddha suppressing the tunnel above.

Four Dragon Turtles positioned themselves in four directions, each emitting a Mountain Divine God Seal to suppress the surroundings of the Buddha.

Among the crowd, streaks of light rose up, turning into various methods that fell upon the passage—there were books, arrows, and even bricks.

Su He took special note and saw that the one who left behind the brick was a burly man who looked like a laborer, but he stood beside the Master, his aura not inferior to the Master’s.

“That is a great figure of the Mo Family from Jixia Academy,” Ji Feixue’s voice transmitted in Su He’s mind.

Jixia Academy is a very special place, teeming with a myriad of competing schools of thought.

Strictly speaking, it can’t even be considered a Sect.

It truly is an academy and does not prohibit its disciples from establishing their own sects outside.

Just like the Ancestor Master of the Qianji Door, he too came from the Mo Family’s lineage in Jixia Academy.

Even Guiwang Mountain has people serving in Jixia Academy.

Inclusiveness is a characteristic of Jixia Academy, but so is fierce competition.

Today this school debates with that one, and tomorrow another one pokes at a different one.

However, with formidable enemies outside, the schools of Jixia Academy are only at the stage of debating the Dao.

Even if there are conflicts, they don’t escalate to widespread killing.

With such a foundation, it’s no wonder they only rank below Guiwang Mountain and Gujing Pavilion.

One by one, seals fell upon the tunnel.

Though they were different methods, when put together, they interlocked, forming a formidable array in an instant.

Perhaps this is the realm of the mighty, no need for discussion, a direct action creates a grand array—or perhaps they have already grown accustomed to the existence of such arrays?

After all, the passage of Gujing Pavilion is not the same as the Two-Realms Battlefield; it has always been a key point of defense in the Mystery Huang World.

The Two-Realms Battlefield is a space created by one Great World using the Mystery Yellow Order, and another accepts it, forming a battlefield.

The two worlds can always sever their connection, preventing large-scale invasions.

Moreover, entering the opposing world through the Two-Realms Battlefield brings greater suppression, especially for Greater Powers, who will not engage in such a loss-making venture.

The passage beneath Gujing Pavilion is truly a strategic point in warfare—not everyone has the skills of the Four Spirits to tear through space and cross over directly.

After sealing the tunnel, everyone exchanged glances and then burst out laughing.

This adventure had been highly profitable, to say the least—not a loss!

Quite a few people had seized the opportunity to acquire treasures during the Explosion at Gu Luo’s Inner Treasury.

That was still minor; the major gain was uncovering the secrets of the Sealed Emperor Great World.

In opposition to the Sealed Emperor Great World, the people of the Mystery Huang World naturally formed a unified front, with no chance to defect—even if they were to defect, the Sealed Emperor Great World wouldn’t dare to accept them.

It was the night of the full moon when Gujing Pavilion made an exception and prepared a midnight vegetarian feast, and monks were invited.

Holding the Big Monk of Three Phases in one hand, a monk who stood in front with an upright hand said, “Fellow Daoists, would you all care to join us at our place for a vegetarian meal if you are free?”

He turned to the Little Novice Monk who came to invite others and asked, “Yi Feng?

What’s in store today?”

With Four Dragon Turtles that could ascend a mountain present, surely they couldn’t be expected to run to the temple to partake in a vegetarian feast!

The little novice monk opened his mouth to say, “Grandmaster, I am Yi Zhong.

I don’t know what the vegetarian meal consists of today.

They made meat dishes in the North Courtyard, and the Master forbade me to get close.

Amitabha Buddha, well said, well said!”

Gujing Pavilion is divided into two main courtyards, with the North Courtyard being home to muscular brutes with no aversion to meat or alcohol.

Meanwhile, South Garden is devoted to meditating, understanding the Dao, observing the five precepts, and practicing the ten virtues.

Strangely enough, those who often attain the Six-foot Golden Body and an invincible flesh are the South Garden monks meditating on Buddha, while those who penetrate the Buddhist Law and shine with golden light are actually the brutes from the North Courtyard.

A voice whispered from behind Su He, “Master Ci Fang lost some of his Divine God Soul due to injuries.

After getting better, he can’t remember names anymore, and he even forgot most of the sutras.

But his punches have gotten even stronger—is it possible to be invincible by becoming dumber?”

When Su He turned around, he saw the Three Phases Monk standing right behind him, pretending to escape outward, while the muscular old monk known as Ci Fang held a Three Phases in his hand, which unbeknownst to him, had turned into a full-haired avatar at some point.

Identical to the avatar that self-destructed in the Two-Realms Battlefield, but the avatar didn’t seem to have recovered yet, resembling a dead corpse.

A layer of faint Buddha light enveloped it, blocking Master Ci Fang’s probing.

Within the Buddha light, a Dragon Talisman appeared and vanished in a flash—it was Ji Feixue’s handiwork.

Su He was astonished; he hadn’t seen Ji Feixue move just now.

When had she stealthily helped the Three Phases Monk escape?

The Three Phases Monk seemed ready for a fight but didn’t want to return to Gujing Pavilion and be forced to cultivate the Immovable Ming King’s Body and practice the silent meditation.

“Thank you, Fairy, for your assistance!” he whispered.

If he could speak so boldly here, Ji Feixue must have applied some method, making him invisible to Master Ci Fang.

Together with the crowd, Three Phases walked towards Gujing Pavilion; as they drew closer to the temple, he gradually distanced himself.

His figure slowly faded away.

Passersby looked at him oddly, but they all tacitly remained silent and even quietly cast spells to help conceal him.

The eyes of Ji Feixue twinkled as she played with Su He’s newly grown Dragon Horn, forbidding him to look back, fearful that Three Phases would be discovered by Ci Fang.

After all, he was a top-tier Stepping Sky Seven-fold, and it would be quite the effort to deal with him!

Joy flashed in Su He’s heart; in fact, Ji Feixue had a very kind heart!

He also hoped that Three Phases and Qian Qianzi would have a good outcome.

He followed the crowd to Gujing Pavilion, passing through the temple gate, when Master Ci Fang’s explosive laughter rang out, “Haha!

Qian Qianzi, the old monk said I would bring back Three Phases entirely, and I meant it!”

His voice carried a trace of showing off, “You said you’d join Our Ancient Quiet Asylum as a nun if I brought him back.

As long as you become a nun, the old monk here will agree to you two being together!”