Indestructible Body Of Vajra Of The Village Leader
Chapter 595 - 0486: The Sword of Justice, Li Tanhua (Extra 15 for monthly ticket)

Chapter 595: 0486: The Sword of Justice, Li Tanhua (Extra 15 for monthly ticket)

"You exchanged hands with the mysterious Sweeping Monk of Shaolin, who, as a Heavenly Person Realm Perfect Yin-Yang Balance Expert, led you to a sudden enlightenment. You realized the secret of ’Yin Deficiency and Yang Excess’, gained a clearer understanding of the Yin and Yang Gods, enhanced your realm, and the Yin God became stronger..."

Jiang Dali stood still, checking the messages on the panel.

His total True Qi remained unchanged.

However, the Yin God, which had just been slightly depleted, had not only recovered but had become stronger.

Everything seemed different!

A sense of control spontaneously emerged.

Every movement, every muscle in his body moved like gears in a mechanical system, tightly meshed and coordinated, allowing for finer control of strength.

It was an incredibly wonderful feeling.

It was as if he controlled every ounce of strength in his body.

At that moment, Jiang Dali had a realization.

If he directed the True Qi in his body to enter the "Life and Death State", even in that frenzied state, he could control his power to reduce self-harm.

But that was not all.

He tried directing the Heaven and Earth Power around him, and within a two-zhang radius, the Heaven and Earth Power could be mobilized to augment himself.

The Yin God had become stronger, no longer at the initial level when he first entered the Heavenly Person Realm.

The extra zhang of Heaven and Earth Power meant that his overall strength had increased by ten percent under his control.

"I can now control up to two zhang of Heaven and Earth Power; if Dongfang Bubai hasn’t made a breakthrough.

Then now, my ability to mobilize the Creation Power matches theirs.

This rate of progress is indeed quite impressive...

However, if I consume a massive amount of Cultivation Points, I could further enhance the strength of the Yin God, but that would also mean facing cultivation calamities sooner..."

Jiang Dali pondered, ready to turn around and test how much stronger his overall strength had become.

But without making thorough preparations, he was not yet ready to consume a large amount of Cultivation Points to further strengthen the Yin God.

Because through the exchange with Dongfang Bubai, he had clearly understood.

After the Heavenly Person Realm, each step became a path of transcending and gradually merging with the heaven and earth.

Hence, before merging, each strength increase would bring about a calamity.

"Benefactor, are you alright?"

Jiang Dali felt a weight on his shoulder, Xiao Feng approached, his palm resting on his shoulder as he asked with furrowed brows.

"No harm!"

Jiang Dali concealed the nearly instinctive protective Qi Force, looked towards the direction where the Sweeping Monk had disappeared, casually reattached the Golden-Backed Great Saber to his back, and leisurely said, "The Sweeping Monk truly lives up to the name. This trip wasn’t in vain; the gain was substantial, although I wish the battle could have been thoroughly enjoyable."

Xiao Feng also looked towards the direction of the Scripture Pavilion, solemnly saying, "This master’s strength is truly shocking and peerless, but it is evident that he has no taste for strife and has wholly detached from fame and fortune."

"With such power, one either contends for supremacy over the martial world or senses their twilight years approaching and pursues further advancements and longer life. This Sweeping Monk is evidently the latter..."

Jiang Dali tore off the Lock Armor Bracelet, which was damaged during the fight, and said, "Now it seems, this Sweeping Monk is also at the critical juncture of breaking through from the Heavenly Person Realm to the Returning to Truth Realm.

Perhaps he has been stuck at this phase for decades, thus hiding within the Shaolin Scripture Pavilion all these years, probably to avoid calamity..."

"Avoiding calamity?"

Xiao Yuanshan moved closer, his expression puzzled.

Xiao Feng smiled and explained, "This avoiding calamity refers to the Three Tribulations of the Heavenly Person.

This theory, I have once heard from the Dongfang Sect Leader of the Sun and Moon Divine Sect.

The divine skills do not overcome karma.

While cultivating the Yin and Yang Gods in the Heavenly Person Realm, during the breakthrough from the Yin God to the Yang God, one will face one of the ’Heaven, Earth, and Man Tribulations’.

And later, whether it’s the Yang God breaking through to the Yin Yang Two Gods, or the perfect breakthrough of the Yin Yang Two Gods to the legendary Returning to Truth Realm, new tribulations will appear.

Thus, without being fully prepared to face the tribulations, it’s best not to blindly advance in the Heavenly Person Realm.

However, without encountering unusual adventures, it’s challenging to enhance one’s spirit and mind..."

Speaking, Xiao Feng looked towards Jiang Dali, solemnly saying, "It seems, Benefactor, you have made a breakthrough this time."

Jiang Dali nodded, "A slight progress, but the Sweeping Monk, being disturbed by me like this, might again change his place of hiding to avoid calamity."

Xiao Feng chuckled wryly, "Perhaps the reason why the master didn’t continue fighting with you, Benefactor, is that he considered us all as a form of human tribulation..."

"With his venerable strength, if I do not enter the Life and Death State, I probably wouldn’t qualify as any real tribulation. Yet, it’s possible that Wu Ming and Zhu Xiawu, who once died by my hand, might indeed see me as their human tribulation."

Jiang Dali thought inwardly and only offered a smile on the surface, his gaze then turning to Kongjian and other monks who were approaching.

"Amitabha Buddha!"

Kongjian pressed his palms together, "We did not expect, Master Jiang, that you truly came to our temple seeking such an expert. It was our previous blind judgement that caused the misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding cleared, and that’s the end of that."

Jiang Dali waved his hand and looked towards Du E and the other two monks, "I noticed earlier that you three had peculiar expressions, seeming to recognize the identity and origin of that Sweeping Monk. May I be informed?"

The three monks of Du E were visibly moved, and Du Nan pressed his palms together, apologetically saying, "Amitabha Buddha! Since our ancestor does not wish to disclose his identity and origin, we juniors must comply. Please, Master Jiang, forgive us. You only need to know that he belongs to our ancestral generation."

Jiang Dali’s gaze shimmered, "I suspect that even if he is your ancestor, he is not a monk who has been hiding in Shaolin for long. He has likely once held a significant name in the Martial World.

Unfortunately...as times change and the tides of people in the Martial World surge, after many years of seclusion, no one knows his identity."

"Please do not trouble us, Master Jiang."

Du Jie shook his head firmly, "As he is our ancestor, we must adhere to the master’s command. Even if we know some information, we will not disclose it, concerning the secrets of our Shaolin. We must not reveal a word."

"Concerning the secrets of Shaolin? Could it involve your Shaolin Ancestor Dharma?"

Jiang Dali’s expression changed slightly.

Du Jie and the other two monks each bowed their heads and chanted "Amitabha Buddha", closed their eyes, lips moving as they recited scriptures and twisted Buddha beads, no longer saying a word.

Seeing Kongjian nearby, who also seemed puzzled yet restrained himself from asking, Jiang Dali snorted in his heart and dismissed the idea of further inquiry.

Now, he had figured it out.

"I fear only those in Shaolin who are from the generations like Crossing Tribulations and Crossing Difficulties could vaguely guess the origins of the Sweeping Monk."

"As for Kongjian, who ranks even lower than the Xuan generation, of course, he could not possibly know."

"However, trying to force these stubborn monks to divulge the secrets of Shaolin, I reckon even killing them wouldn’t achieve it."

Jiang Dali adjusted his cloak collar and looked around.

He saw a creek, a high pavilion, an ancient temple, with fragrant herbs and mountain flowers easily within reach.

After the great battle that had just occurred, calm was restored, and he couldn’t help but recite,

"An ancient temple leans against the mountain’s foot, and high monks reside within.

With no fixed abode, detached from all affairs.

Wild cranes follow the clouds, and the cold stream carries the moon leisurely.

Why ask one’s name and surname, when one is already out of the worldly realm..."

Kongjian was deeply moved and instantly understood that Jiang Dali had let go and would no longer inquire about the Sweeping Monk’s identity and origins.

He also dismissed his curiosity and, feeling ashamed, chanted a Buddhist name, "Amitabha Buddha! Poor monk was deluded."

Jiang Dali smiled faintly, looking towards Xiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan. "The unwanted guests have come, and those we wished to see have been met. There’s nothing left to linger for in Shaolin, not even the Scripture Pavilion that doesn’t impress. Let’s descend the mountain now."

The monks exchanged glances silently, their expressions complex and varied.

It turned out that the Black Wind Village Chief had come to the mountain truly for a high expert like the Sweeping Monk.

Their battle-ready attitudes previously were merely them overestimating themselves.

...

At the foot of the mountain,

the Black Wind Mountain Worshiping Arena was still bustling.

But after the initial fervor, now the Shaolin players, except for a few expert players, were barely holding their grounds across the various arenas.

Others who lost their matches had almost all lost their spirit.

If not for the fact that the Shaolin side had triggered a faction mission.

Now, it would be doubtful if the twenty arenas could continuously have matches taking place.

And even though Shaolin had triggered a faction mission, the level of rewards was not comparable to those of Black Wind Village.

This naturally disheartened many Shaolin players.

At this moment, the stage was no longer dominated solely by Black Wind Village players.

Some outstanding disciples from the Eight Desolates were nearly monopolizing certain arenas, achieving numerous consecutive victories.

Among the non-Eight Desolate disciples, there was also a lineup of top players from Tyrant Hall.

Vice Hall Master Feng Ying dominated one arena by himself, accumulating many victories and had yet to step down.

This was before Heartbroken Little Knife, Lingyun, and Ting Shui even took action.

However, just as Black Wind Village was overwhelmingly in the lead, three unexpected player figures appeared, somehow gaining the approval from the Shaolin side to climb onto the stage.

The moment these three stepped onto the arena, they attracted the gaze of every player.

One of them, dressed in Wudang’s Xuanwu True Monarch Robe and using simple Tiger Claw Hand techniques from Wudang, easily defeated Feng Ying and even dared to challenge all the top experts of Tyrant Hall, making Ting Shui and Heartbroken Little Knife look grave, revealing himself to be One God, who already held high fame among the players.

Another was a slender figure wielding a strangely shaped sword, known in the Martial World as Golden Snake Lord, named Tang Jian, also among the top twenty powerful players, employing Golden Snake Swordsmanship to effortlessly defeat a hooded defending expert from the Slaughter Pig Alliance.

The third was an unknown individual, but with a small flying knife, he almost instantly killed one of Black Wind Village’s top ten experts, Li Jianfeng, displaying shocking strength. That single flying knife made many players reminiscent of a person, a hero, a great warrior!

He was once a legend of the Martial World, not many had seen him, but few hadn’t heard his name, especially his knife.

But perhaps it wasn’t his flying knife that was legendary.

It was his heart, his character.

His chest was always so broad, his character was always so grand.

To everyone and everything, he acted from love, not hate.

For he knew that hate only brings destruction while love can grant immortality.

Thus, he was able to wield such a knife of righteousness.

Such a person was undoubtedly a hero.

A hero is a hero because he does the right thing at the right time!

Today was undoubtedly the right time.

So...

He came.

When he arrived, he was not alone; he was holding a woman, a beautiful woman—Lin Shiyin.

Once he had disappeared from the Martial World because of this woman.

But now he appeared with her.

When the people of the Martial World saw this man holding this woman, they were all shocked.

At the same time, a long-standing question surfaced in their minds.

Holding such a woman, wouldn’t it affect his ability with the knife?

Could he still wield it?

Was he here today to prevent the Black Wind Village Chief from humiliating the Martial Arts Grandmaster, Shaolin?

The gazes, shocked, puzzled, astounded, excited, all converged on this carefree and dashing, lean and calm wanderer.

All the excitement and attention now turned to Li Tanhua.

And Li Tanhua, holding the young green shoots-like hand of the woman, approached the viewing platform where the Black Wind Village Chief was seated...

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