Becoming a Sage Starts From Condensing the Essence of Time

Chapter 200: Karma Is All About Fate, One Punch, One Sword, Youth Travel (1)

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800 miles away from Lin’an Prefecture.

Green Mountain was faintly visible, with layers of mountains, ancient trees, and smoke lingering.

However, at this moment, there was a huge Buddhist light shining between the mountains. Invisible sword qi swept past, clearing a large area of mountain wood, and a huge gully appeared.

Endless sword qi rose and transformed into a Bodhisattva statue that was even larger, more majestic, and more Buddhist than the Sword Qi Guanyin attracted by Hua Jiebing’s Heart Sword in the sky above the Imperial City!

The Bodhisattva had thousands of eyes, causing the world to seem to overturn at this moment.

Countless trees, soil, and dust that had been cut off by the sword qi seemed to have been frozen in the air by the gaze of the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva and could no longer land.

Such a supreme Bodhisattva statue was so powerful that it did not seem to exist in the mortal world. However, opposite the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva, there was a Buddhist monk in a crimson kasaya sitting cross-legged in the void with a string of golden prayer beads in his hand. A golden alms bowl floated in front of him as he quietly looked at the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva produced by sword qi.

Facing the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva’s gaze, the space around the monk kept fluctuating, as if an invisible sword qi was colliding with the Buddhist light, causing a faint sound.

Like boiling water, bubbles popped up one after another.

“Amitabha, Attained Suzhu… You and I have both entered the Buddhist Sect, but this battle is meaningless. Let’s forget about it.”

The monk opened his eyes slightly. The corners of his eyes were actually golden, like two balls of flames that burned his mental power.

He placed one palm in front of him and fiddled with the golden prayer beads with the other hand. His gaze passed through the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva and saw an extremely slender woman behind the Sword Qi Bodhisattva.

“When did Holy Monk Duhai of the Lotus Flower Temple become willing to slave for Great Zhao?”

Behind the Thousand-Eyed Sword Qi Bodhisattva, a beautiful voice floated over.

Then, a woman in white came out with grace from behind the Thousand-Eyed Bodhisattva.

The woman was holding a lotus seal in her hand. On her snow-white wrist, there were purple sandalwood prayer beads. She had shaved off her hair and her face was like a painting.

Her bare feet floated in the air, and her jade-like feet were snow-white without any dust.

Her face was beautiful, and the woman was like a painting.

As soon as the woman appeared, the sword qi floating around her suddenly boiled. Everything around her became blurry and difficult to observe and capture. Only the bodhisattva-like woman became clearer and clearer as if she was engraved in the world.

“Amitabha. The three Buddhist Sects want to fight for leadership and compete with each other. The Emperor of Great Zhao wants to borrow the Heart Sword to suppress the immortal abnormality of the immortal blood. My inferior disciple died in Lin’an because of a youth. That youth was enlightened by Benefactor Hua. The karma is very heavy. I’m naturally here to sever the karma.”

The monk was wearing a red kasaya with golden patterns. This kasaya called the Stainless Lotus Flower Robe emitted a powerful spiritual energy fluctuation. Clearly, it was a top-notch Dharma treasure.

“Duhai, in that case, what else is there to say?”

“Jiebing is my disciple. I have to save her.”

“Since you’re stopping me, let’s fight. Between us, whose attainment is deeper?”

The female Bodhisattva was Attained Suzhu of Sensory Temple. At that moment, although there was no anger in her words, the sword qi floating in the air was boiling.

“Amitabha, Buddhist attainment is boundless. You and I… Hmm?”

Holy Monk Duhai was about to say something when he looked in Lin’an’s direction with Attained Suzhu.

Vaguely, the two of them seemed to see a young man’s figure take a step forward and reach the sky in a single step. He waved a Green Mountain and pierced through a huge hand that contained the Emperor’s aura.

Holy Monk Duhai frowned, his fiery red eyes burning like heavenly fire. Attained Suzhu smiled. “There’s a reason for everything. Karma is born from fate.”

“It seems that my disciple Jiebing is fine.”

On the ground, a tall mountain rose from the ground. The Sword Pavilion was towering and stood majestically on the ground like a huge sword that had stabbed into the mortal world.

‘Green mountains desire to talk to the exalted you. They come nonstop in droves like galloping horses.’

‘Hesitant in the misty rain, they yearn to come but stop.’

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Two figures stood there. One of them was dressed in a simple green robe and carried a huge pine sword case on his back. His eyes were indifferent.

Beside him was a beautiful woman who had taken off her veil. The woman carried a charred zither on her back. Her plain clothes were like flowing silk as she stood respectfully with her head lowered.

“Emperor Zhao wants to live a second life. He wants to take Hua Jiebing’s Heart Sword and use it to suppress the immortal blood’s immortal abnormality and live for another 500 years…”

The Sixth Mountain Lord frowned slightly.

“Yun Rou, you should stay on the mountain from now on. I need you to guard the mountain.”

Yun Rou couldn’t help but be stunned. “Teacher, are you going to attack?”

“Your Mortal Dust Sword has been nurtured for so many years and it’s not time to fight yet. If you attack now, all your previous efforts will be in vain, right?”

“Therefore, after I attack, I’ll seal the mountain. I need you to guard the mountain.”

“There are always some things in the world that you can’t ignore. When it’s time to attack, do it.”

The Sixth Mountain Lord was expressionless as he said coolly, “Only then can you not leave any regrets in the mortal world.”

The Sixth Mountain Lord did not speak much and could not be bothered to explain. He took a step forward and immediately, sword qi filled the mountain. Countless sword qi gathered under his feet into a stream of light.

However, just as he took a step in the air, a hint of surprise suddenly appeared on his cool face as he looked at the heroic qi that soared into the sky from Lin’an Prefecture.

After being stunned for a moment, his cool face could not help but flush red.

In the pine sword case on his back, countless sword qi collided with each other, as if they were about to charge out of the sword case.

“Yun Rou, look at this heroic qi, this fearlessness, this sword qi… To be honest, it’s a huge loss that I didn’t make An Le the second Mountain Guardian..”