Chapter 1768: Chopping Buddha with a Palm

Li Xuanwei stood in the void, looking dashing and ethereal as his clothes and long hair fluttered.

Lin Xun stared at him in a daze, his heart fluctuating with emotions. Unlike the case of Senior Brother Ge Yupu, whose emergence had been understandable, Li Xuanwei’s appearance was completely out of his expectation.

“While I may not be able to answer your doubts, Junior Brother, I can tell you everything I know.” Li Xuanwei pointed at his own head with a smile. “As you can probably tell, I’m but a wisp of will power, so this brain of mine isn’t quite bright.”

Lin Xun smiled bitterly and shook his head. “I have a rough guess. It all has to do with the Three Thousand Vicissitudes, doesn’t it?”

Li Xuanwei gave him a thumbs up and praised him, “Hit the nail on the head, you did! The Three Thousand Vicissitudes is a super marvelous treasure left by our master. Even though it is badly damaged, it will have no problem escorting you out of this place safely.”

Lin Xun gazed at the whisk in his hand in silence for a moment before asking, “Senior Brother, am I being targeted because the daoist teaching I obtained is very extraordinary?”

Li Xuanwei smiled. “Yes. Master left it at the Fengshan Platform long ago. Over the course of such a long time, any Emperor with some eyesight can more or less see what’s the deal with it, so it’s only natural that they have been making plans.”

Lin Xun gasped. All that planning and waiting for countless years just for a daoist teaching!

Just how extraordinary was it to make those Emperors think and care so much?

This took him back to that time in the Mulberry Woodland. For just an opportunity to become an Emperor left by the Ten Thousand Tribulation Great Emperor, the golden cicada, white cicada, Thousand Feather Sword Flower, and many other horrifying old monsters had lain in wait for a long, long time in that place.

Such a comparison also made Lin Xun realize more and more the preciousness of the ‘crescent moon three stars’ diagram in his right palm.

“Let’s go, Junior Brother, I’ll give you another ride,” said Li Xuanwei as he strode forth, his clothes fluttering in a dashing manner.

Lin Xun found himself being enveloped by an invisible force that carried him into the depths of the universe alongside Li Xuanwei at an incredibly fast speed.

On the way, Li Xuanwei introduced himself, “I was a Chaos Green Lotus planted by Master. After developing a spirit, I started cultivating under him. In terms of aptitude, I was inferior to many of our brothers and sisters, and that’s also the case with my heritage. The only thing I can brag about is that I was born with a pure sword heart.

“Unfortunately, this is just a manifestation of my will power, otherwise, I could have given you my Green Lotus Grotto Art and have you assess it.”

Lin Xun smiled. “I don’t lack arts and techniques right now. Ninth Senior Brother just taught me his Grand Dao Yellow Court Classic a short while ago.”

Li Xuanwei’s eyes lit up. “That’s his trump card! It can temper the five organs and construct Five Virtues Dharma Bodies. The higher your cultivation level goes, the stronger the battle power you can exert.

“Back then when we discussed our dao together, everyone had something to say but your clumsy Ninth Brother who didn’t utter a word.

“But when it came to real duels, he became completely domineering; he summoned his five dharma bodies and kicked our asses, hahaha.”

Li Xuanwei couldn’t stop himself from bursting out into laughter at the end of the story.

Apparently, this memory had left such a deep impression on him that he was unable to forget it until this day.

Lin Xun, however, felt a little bitter.

Ninth Senior Brother…has long since passed away…

Inhaling deeply, he changed the topic, “The artifact spirit of the Dao Ruleless Bell said that you once traveled to the Ancient Wasteland Domain and cultivated in Cangwu Mountain?”

Li Xuanwei nodded. “I did indeed.”

Lin Xun asked, “Then where are you now, Senior Brother?”

Li Xuanwei was stunned and said helplessly, “Who knows? This wisp of will power was sealed in the Three Thousand Vicissitudes so long ago. If this was on the Ancient Nebula Road, then I would be able to sense the presence of my original self in an instant, but that’s not possible in this shithole.”

“Eh.” Lin Xun didn’t know what to say to that.

“But if you go to the Ancient Nebula Road, pay a visit to the Xuanji Dao Sect. Their founding ancestor, Bo Yazi, was a nominal disciple I casually took in back then. If he’s still alive, then maybe he knows where my real self is.”

Lin Xun was shaken and he froze right there.

Xuanji Dao Sect!

Isn’t that the sect where Ji Qian and Jiang Heng are from?

Then, wouldn’t their sect ancestor have to call me Senior Uncle?

What Lin Xun found most unbelievable was that the founder of the Xuanji Dao Sect had only been a nominal disciple of his senior brother…

That was a disciple in name only!

That wasn’t even an official disciple!

Lin Xun’s expression became odd.

He had a strong premonition that his guess was right. Any kind of sect could exist on the Ancient Nebula Road, but no two could share the same name because the name was like a heritage. No sect would be able to tolerate another to practice the same dao as them, which would inevitably lead to a bloody conflict!

“Heh, here we go again,” Li Xuanwei suddenly chuckled.

His voice still lingered when a giant, snow-white lion speedily emerged from the distant void. Shrouded in a sacred aura, the creature was handsome.

On it sat a Buddha who had a halo behind his head that reflected the vision of the heavenly flowers and Buddha’s light shining upon the world.

The moment they appeared, the gloomy void became bright and dazzling, full of a solemn and peaceful zen atmosphere.

Waves of Buddhist chants resounded straight into one’s heart like heavenly music.

This was undoubtedly a Buddha who possessed the proof of Emperor dao. In the eyes of Buddhist cultivators, he was considered a Buddha whose body was indestructible and light could illuminate everything!

If it were before, Lin Xun would have long been intimidated by the solemn Buddhist chant, but it was different now.

Because Li Xuanwei was present!

“Monk, you know better than me about the matter of fate, so my only advice to you is that it’s never too late to turn back, the shore is right behind you!” Li Xuanwei raised his voice.

His sleeves fluttered and flowed with green chaos qi. His aura also changed greatly, as if he was a green lotus fully opening up to separate the clear and turbid of heaven and earth!

“The contention of the great dao lies in persistently seeking the opposite shore. If you wish to discuss the dao, fellow cultivator, then this humble monk will gladly do it with you.” On the white lion, the Buddha put his palms together before his chest. There was not an emotion in his expression.

“Hahaha, who doesn’t know about you Buddhist cultivators and your silver tongues? You people can convert demons into monks. One thing for sure is that your verbal cultivation is very remarkable,” laughed Li Xuanwei loudly. “Since you won’t turn back, don’t blame me for being rude.”

Boom!

He casually deployed a palm strike.

In response, the Buddha started chanting. His body that looked like it was made of pure gold emitted explosive noises. Sanskrit texts started showing up on his internal organs, bones, and skins. He was like a true Buddha descending from the heavens, appearing extremely sacred.

Rustle!

Thousands of golden streams converged in the Buddha’s palm. As layers of divine light flowed out from him, he raised one palm to face the sky.

Li Xuanwei watched with a pondering, playful smile. His palm qi suddenly became crystal clear like a piece of green crystal branded with runes of Law Power.

Lin Xun’s vision wasn’t disturbed this time, so he got a clear view of something shocking—

Li Xuanwei’s palm qi thunderously landed three feet above the Buddha before dispersing chaotically.

The Buddha wasn’t shaken one bit in the process.

Blocked?

Just as this thought had just surfaced in Lin Xun’s mind, he saw the Buddha’s solemn, inexpressive face suddenly taking on a hint of bitterness, as if he had encountered a barrier during his enlightenment.

“To think that wisp of will power can have such power. What choice do I have now…beside turning back?” lamented the Buddha.

Lin Xun then saw a crack appearing on the Buddha’s golden body. Like a spider web, it quickly spread.

Finally, with a bang, the Buddha shattered into pieces like a broken vase!

In the end, even the white lion under him started whimpering. Its fur withered, then its bones and skin also cracked inch by inch, spurting blood all around.

As it turned out, the Buddha hadn’t been able to block Li Xuanwei’s palm strike. Instead, his body shattered under its power!

Lin Xun couldn’t help but gasp.

Previously, it had already shaken him immensely to see Senior Brother Li Xuanwei block the young-looking daoist’s sword strike.

Only now, after having witnessed Li Xuanwei actively on the offensive, did he truly realize how fiercely and dreadfully strong the latter was!

“Good match.” Li Xuanwei cupped his fist.

In the distance, the scattered golden light in the sky converged and formed the Buddha’s figure. His palms were put together before his chest as he acknowledged the outcome with a Buddhist chant.

“There are still a number of fellow cultivators on the road ahead. I’m afraid that you alone won’t be able to protect him.”

After saying that, the Buddha turned around and left.

It was at this moment that Lin Xun saw Li Xuanwei’s figure become blurry.

Obviously, this wisp of his will power could not hold on much longer!

Li Xuanwei, however, seemed to be indifferent to this fact. He cheerfully laughed, “The monk isn’t quite willing to accept his defeat, is he? Well, we’ll see.”

From beginning to end, he remained sunny, dashing, and calm!

Even Lin Xun found his style awe-inspiring.

Li Xuanwei said, “Junior Brother, there isn’t much time left for us. Lend me the Three Thousand Vicissitudes and the Dao Endless Pagoda.”

Lin Xun handed over the two treasures without any hesitation.

Having them in hand, Li Xuanwei’s face glowed with confidence. “Have you ever seen the elegance of Master back then? The old man had the cloud praying mat of the nine heavens as his seat, held this whisk in one hand and this pagoda in the other. Tsk, that’s what you call a true expert!”

Not waiting for a response from Lin Xun, he took him and flew off.

An incense stick of time passed.

On the canvas of the empty void suddenly appeared several starlights that flickered endlessly.

Lin Xun was invigorated. The previous journey had been accompanied by nothing but the depressing void, where one couldn’t even feel the existence of space and distance.

But now, it was different!

It was also at this moment that Li Xuanwei stopped in his tracks. His heroic brows crunched up in a rare frown as he muttered:

“Junior Brother, we’re in a bit of trouble this time. Who would have thought that three old fogeys of the Emperor Stage would team up just for a daoist teaching? Shameless bastards, they clearly want to bully us…”