Twin Dimension Yin-Yang Mirror: Attaining immortality through the martial path-Chapter 43 - 42 Wielding the Bodhi Sword Slaying the Troubled Mind
43: Chapter 42: Wielding the Bodhi Sword, Slaying the Troubled Mind
43 -42: Wielding the Bodhi Sword, Slaying the Troubled Mind
Zhou Ping’an had undergone a drastic transformation.
The deep blue martial attire on his body was torn by his bulging muscles, revealing skin covered in faint lotus patterns.
Standing nearly two meters tall, his vital energy roared, turning into wisps of white vapor that rushed directly upwards from the crown of his head.
With one palm strike, the surrounding dust billowed.
As he slowly stepped forward, he resembled a ferocious demon beast that had stepped out from the pages of a painting.
“Swoosh…”
Onlookers peeking from both sides of the street all gasped in alarm upon witnessing the commotion.
Murmurs of furtive whispers vanished instantaneously.
Fearing that the man on the street would hear them and come knocking on their doors.
Following behind him, Tang Lin’er ran wildly, feeling only a faint weakness surging in her heart.
She knew she was reaching her limit with the “Lotus Body” activated.
She quickly deactivated the state, standing on the roof tiles and gasping for breath with her hands on her knees.
Then, she saw Zhou Ping’an turn around and, with a palm, send the Yin Yang Elder flying like a torn rag doll for five or six zhang.
The powerful “Two Poles of Yin and Yang” palm technique, before Zhou Ping’an’s brilliant red palm, was like tofu, shattering upon impact.
Bones shattered, flesh and blood splattered…
The Yin Yang Elder’s left arm was already half gone.
At the same time, his left chest was concussed by the tremendous force, collapsing inward completely.
Falling to the ground, he could only struggle to crawl, unable to get up.
Despair and horror filled his eyes.
“This…”
Tang Lin’er almost exclaimed in shock.
She quickly covered her mouth.
While feeling a burst of exhilaration, a touch of bitterness quietly surfaced in her heart.
“Is a true genius really this unreasonable?
After reaching the second level of the Lotus Body, no matter how explosive the power, it shouldn’t be this overwhelmingly strong.”
At this moment, Zhou Ping’an was like a mutant in a ferocious state.
The only possibility was that his original Root Bone was already extraordinarily remarkable.
With this foundation, achieving such an astounding sight after leapfrogging two levels was possible.
With a body trained in marrow refining, he crossed two realms and reduced a Great Martial Master of the Five Viscera Realm to a dead dog with a single palm…
Though it took advantage of the element of surprise,
It was, after all, a clash of strength against strength, a head-on confrontation.
The victory was without a shred of luck, full of value indeed…
…
A bit further away, inside a pavilion lit by the soft glow of pink candlelight,
A slender woman with long hair down her shoulders stopped playing the lute.
She let out a light “hmm”.
“Dharma Protector Deity General?”
“To think that the Lin Residence still had a hidden Dharma Protector Deity General seed, with such considerable strength…
The Holy Maiden’s abilities truly are awe-inspiring and unfathomable.”
An old man making tea beside her furrowed his brow, his gaze filled with doubts.
He didn’t even notice as the tea water overflowed onto the table.
Fixated on the red light beaming from Zhou Ping’an’s towering figure downtown, he click his tongue in wonder and asked, “Miss Qing, this person, hidden within the Lin Family, his identity unknown, should we continue to investigate the Lin Residence?”
“What’s there to investigate?
You’ve been peeling skin and pulling tendons these days, and even after finding nine traitors in a row, you still haven’t learned where the ‘True Intent of Flaming Red Lotus’ is.
Lie Yan, that fool, recklessly attacked and overconfident, did not wait for the Holy Maiden’s arrival and sought his own demise by attacking Qingyang City.
His death is of no concern, but the trouble is, he lost the True Intent given by his late mother; he truly deserved to die.”
The woman’s voice contained a hint of displeasure.
That True Intent was a reward the Holy Maiden had received only after establishing great achievements multiple times.
It served an extremely important purpose.
Who knows how the Holy Maiden will react when she receives this news, perhaps with thunderous rage.
With a gentle sweep of the lute strings, producing a celestial tone, the woman’s face remained calm, but her heart harbored secret concerns.
If this matter were to implicate her, it would not be good.
People could die from it.
She lifted her eyes, peering deeply into the night sky.
“It’s not so much about the Lin Family; with a Dharma Protector Deity General hidden under the lead of the Holy Maiden and the pulling of Qi, it’s impossible for anyone else to hide their True Intent.
On the contrary, in the County Yamen these recent days, Li Yunxiu has been gathering the big households to contribute money and effort, opening the granaries to distribute grain, and providing relief to the disaster victims…
Even more, he personally visited the townships and villages outside the city, showing concern and warmth, putting on the air of an upright official—extremely suspicious.”
“Apart from County Magistrate Li Yunxiu, there’s also the Count Magistrate Tian Baoyi, whose actions these days are also quite different from the past.
Not only has he been clearing out Ferocious Beasts and bandits here and there, but he’s also taken it upon himself to patrol the main roads within the city.
Even the constables’ duties of capturing thieves and felons have been taken over by him… He seems to be aiming for a greatly esteemed reputation.”
The elder set down the teapot, his eyes flickering with a glint of ferocity: “I understand now.
Both Li Yunxiu and Tian Baoyi are suspects.
Among the Three Great Divine Skills of the sect, only the ‘True Intent of Flaming Red Lotus’ requires the recognition of the people for one to comprehend its divine mysteries.
Otherwise, no matter how gifted, it would be exceedingly difficult to achieve anything noteworthy in cultivation.”
“Exactly.
Look for an opportunity to contact that Dharma Protector Deity General.
The city lacks experts; that person might be of use…”
The woman said with nonchalance.
“The Holy Maiden is about to travel south, and the blooming of Qingyang City is not far off.
There’s no need for him to hide within the Lin Residence any longer.
If he can retrieve the True Intent, it would be a great merit.”
“Yes…”
The conversation ended there, and once again, the room fell into silence.
…
Zhou Ping’an stepped forward, each stride spanning two to three Zhang.
Without even glancing at the Yin Yang Elder who lay struggling on the ground, the moment Zhou Ping’an’s second step landed, the ground sunk heavily beneath him.
And with it, the gaunt chest of Yin Yang Yu collapsed as well.
“At the Lin Residence, you struck me with your palm, and now I repay you with a kick, which seems fair.”
Gazing upon the Yin Yang Elder’s eyes wide with utter despair, Zhou Ping’an felt not a shred of pity in his heart.
He was reminded of some secrets he had heard earlier at the Greenwood Residence.
This old fellow, despite his sage-like appearance and an air of transcendent virtue…
Was actually cruel and wicked to the core.
He had a vile obsession with young boys and girls.
If Zhou Ping’an had been even slightly less capable and hadn’t saved Little Jiu Girl,
One could only imagine the fate that would have befallen the little one.
Such deep-seated filth, such soul-deep poison, Zhou Ping’an would feel sullied by simply killing him with his palm…
Thus, he decided, to crush him under his foot.
With that stomp, immense power erupted, shattering the Yin Yang Elder’s internal organs and creating a deep crater in the ground.
Zhou Ping’an lifted his head to see the Ma Family Brothers charging at him with their sword and staff, a trace of a smile creasing his lips.
“Not running away?
Who gave you the courage to chase so recklessly?”
Zhou Ping’an stamped on the ground with great force.
The ground sank.
Gravel sprayed…
His body spun through the air, breaking the wind to meet Ma Liang’s wildly swinging Forbidden Blade, unflinchingly colliding head-on.
Utterly reckless.
Ma Liang’s eyes glinted with increased ferocity, and a sinister smile curled on his lips.
The veins on his sword-holding arm bulged as the Forbidden Blade cleaved through the air, its speed increasing by a fraction.
He bellowed.
“Bodhi…”
Although he had been expelled from the Diamond Temple five years prior for indiscriminate killing, he had never abandoned his skills.
On the contrary, they had become even more exquisite.
In the Buddha Sect’s Eight Precepts, his precept was to abstain from killing.
Yet the more he was supposed to abstain from killing, the more he thirsted for blood…
But every time after a bloody slaughter, his martial arts would advance by leaps and bounds…
Not without gain.
With the Bodhi Sword in hand, he would sever vexations, and wherever the blade pointed, flesh would be dissected, and bones carved!
Despite appearing bulky and robust, practicing the horizontal diamond body training, favoring force over finesse,
In truth, no one knew that his sword technique had evolved to a level of surgical precision, revealing profound wisdom.
Against a blindly charging opponent like this, confident in brute force, he had slain no less than scores, if not a hundred.
