Bodhisattva Frightened Away
It was no longer a kitten; it was clearly a white tiger, exuding a fierce aura. Its fangs, sharp as daggers, pierced Old Chen's mouth, and blood flowed from between its teeth.
Upon witnessing this scene, Wang Xuan's heart sank. Old Chen had been severely injured! The profuse bleeding within the Inner Scenery Realm meant the injury was undoubtedly serious, and might even be life-threatening. After all, this was far too unusual; this Inner Scenery Realm was unlike anything he had ever seen before.
He sprinted away, overtaking Qing Mu on the road, picked up the Black Sword Old Chen had dropped on the ground, and as he approached the ferocious creature, he leaped into the air with both hands holding the sword. The sword light surged, like a dazzling ribbon, and he suddenly stabbed it towards the cat's rear end!
With a soft "poof, "the Black Sword, wreathed in a dazzling beam of light, pierced directly into the cat's rear end.
Perhaps it should be called a white tiger; you absolutely must not touch the backside of this creature.
"Meow! Awooo!" Although no real sound could be heard, the ferocious creature opened its blood-red maw and roared, with some kind of terrifying energy surging outwards.
It turned its head coldly, looking at the Black Longsword stuck in its rear end, then at Wang Xuan, who was hanging there with both hands gripping the hilt. The look in its eyes...
"Roar..." The white tiger was going crazy. It had only been a short time since it had bitten a person, and suddenly its buttocks were pierced. It was simply unbearable.
Its eyes, which were once like icy pools, were now bursting with light and flames, filled with uncontrollable rage. With a fierce swing, it sent the Black Sword flying.
Then it stretched out its Great Claw and slapped at Wang Xuan, its tiger eyes blazing with fire, roaring silently, furious to the extreme!
"Sick cat, bark a couple more times and sing me a little tune." Wang Xuan quickly dodged while simultaneously taunting, hoping that the white tiger's roar would make Old Chen vomit up.
Otherwise, Old Chen would really die.
"Roar..." The white tiger opened its mouth, unleashing waves of energy that shook the Inner Scenery Realm. It wasn't that it wanted to cooperate, but rather that it was genuinely angry. For a once mighty white tiger demon to have a nail stuck in its butt was truly humiliating.
The white tiger roared to the sky, its Great Claw flashing with cold light, striking down several times, sending the Mysterious Matter in the Inner Scenery Realm flying everywhere.
Wang Xuan turned and ran. Even Old Chen, who surpassed the Great Grandmaster, was just cat food. If Ancestor Wang were to be held down by those Great Claw, he would probably turn into cat feces very quickly.
Old Chen kicked wildly, finally managing to break free from between those ghastly white teeth, his body covered in blood, looking as if he might die at any moment.
However, this is Inner Scenery Realm, filled with Mysterious Factor. As long as you don't die, there's still hope.
Old Chen got anxious and, after falling out, he used his Bodhisattva Fist, throwing two punches at the big cat's eyes. However, the big cat's eyelids drooped, and Old Chen failed to punch through them.
Then, it stretched out its Great Claw to pry at Old Chen, preparing to stuff him into its mouth.
Bang! Bang!
Wang Xuan ran back and started punching the White Tiger Great Demon, only to find that he couldn't hurt it at all. Then he tried to pull out the tiger's fur, but he couldn't get out many hairs. However, he successfully angered the White Tiger.
At the crucial moment, Qing Mu quietly performed a miraculous feat. He was ruthless and didn't talk much. He picked up the Black Sword and used all his strength to stab it into the big cat's butt.
"I... ooh... I curse your parents!" Although the white tiger didn't make a sound, it conveyed the same meaning, roaring angrily and turning its head to look at Qing Mu.
Old Chen and Wang Xuan escaped the tiger's den, but they couldn't bear to see Qing Mu suffer, so they provoked him again.
Old Chen wiped the Blood Water from his face and challenged, "Sick cat, do you really think I don't know you're a demon? I figured it out a long time ago, which is why I pet you all the time!"
Upon hearing this, the white tiger's eyes turned icy cold. It had feigned ignorance for so many years, listening to the ancient tales to understand the changes that had taken place outside. But it never expected that this despicable human was also feigning ignorance, deliberately provoking it!
"I knew you were a great demon, so I wanted to have a good feel for you beforehand!" Wang Xuan provoked further, looking at his palm as he spoke, "It's no different from petting a regular kitten. A great demon is just like that, I guess. The feel is neither good nor bad, just okay."
That's no lie. Ever since the first day he came in, he's been on guard, afraid that this cat might cause trouble. Occasionally, he'd rub its head, which was just a wicked pleasure.
As for Old Chen, despite his calm demeanor, he is actually quite anxious inside. Therefore, he often "petting cats to relieve stress" and slowly telling stories, all in an attempt to buy time for his spiritual practice.
Neither Wang Xuan nor Old Chen had forgotten that the bone had been suppressed underground in the Ancestral Court of Buddhism, and if nothing unexpected happened, it would surely be an extremely dangerous and malevolent object.
Wang Xuan practiced Zhang Daoling's physical techniques, Old Chen practiced the Bodhisattva Fist, both in preparation for suppressing demons, since it is said that the techniques of these two religions are very suitable for subduing demons and eliminating evil spirits.
But now it seems they have greatly underestimated the level of the great demon. Let alone being an opponent, they would have a hard time even escaping. They are now just "cat food".
The white tiger let the three of them reunite without stopping them. It slowly strolled closer, having long since regarded Old Chen as breakfast. Listening to his old stories had dragged on until now, and it had become dinner.
To be precise, it's now dinner multiplied by three.
Wang Xuan sighed, "Old Chen, it seems we really will have to hold a memorial service for you tomorrow. It was all preordained. Even if I bring you back to life, I cannot change the course of events."
"Shut up, I haven't even had my fill of tearing apart warships with my bare hands yet!" Old Chen didn't like hearing that.
Qing Mu was the most devastated. He encountered such a powerful demon on his very first visit, and the myths and legends were unfolding before his eyes. The impact on him was immense.
Bang bang bang!
The three resisted, but were all swatted away by the white tiger's Great Claw, covered in blood. Even though Old Chen and Wang Xuan attacked desperately, they were no match for it.
"Girl in red, your lost cat is here, take it with you!" Wang Xuan shouted.
In an instant, a clear, bell-like laugh rang out, melodious yet chilling. Deep within the Inner Scenery Realm, a Woman in Red, holding Oil-paper Umbrella, smiled in this direction amidst the misty rain.
At that moment, Wang Xuan and Old Chen felt their scalps tingle. The sound was so clear, ringing in their ears, that they instantly felt the threat of death. They had encountered a "super big one"!
Old Chen whispered a rebuke, "Ancestor Wang, please shut up and don't mess with her. We can't even handle her cat!"
When the white tiger saw the woman, its tail wagged wildly, and it practically transformed into a docile white dog. Then it turned around, pounced, grabbed the Qing Mu, and ran towards the Woman in Red.
One can imagine how devastated Qing Mu must have been, experiencing a hellish opening on his very first visit.
Wang Xuan and Old Chen gave chase, but they couldn't damage the White Tiger demon at all.
Fortunately, the White Tiger demon did not devour the Qing Mu, but placed it in front of that curtain. Was it intended to offer it to the Woman in Red? However, it could not be delivered through the curtain.
"As expected, the things suppressed under the Ancestral Court of Buddhism cannot be touched. The white tiger's bone seems to be the key to unlocking this Inner Scenery Realm, while the peerless White Tiger Great Demon is just a pet kept by that Woman in Red!" Old Chen was covered in sweat, and his calves were trembling. He had finally gotten his shoes wet after walking by the river for so long.
Wang Xuan whispered, "Old Chen, did you see that? The Woman in Red seems unable to get out."
Old Chen looked back and saw the Woman in Red standing in the hazy distance, with a light drizzle falling, as if separated by a great curtain, seemingly extremely far away.
Wang Xuan said, "When we first came in, we saw her explode in the lightning, but that must have been an illusion. The real her is far away and cannot be crossed over."
This feeling is like when the Ghost Monk meets him in a dream and performs the Bodhisattva Fist, as if separated by a great curtain, standing in an endless distance, and after a long time, the figure will dissipate.
Old Chen's scalp tingled. He said, "The Inner Scenery Realm really has too many secrets. The water is too deep. She is separated from the Inner Scenery Realm by a great curtain. Where exactly does she stand?!"
The two of them kept backing away, not far from the exit, when the white tiger pressed in and followed.
Wang Xuan said seriously, "Old Chen, hold on, don't let him eat the Qing Mu. I'll go and get someone to kill this White Tiger Great Demon. I have a feeling that if we don't take it down, it will have a very favorable impact on that 'super big guy'."
"Who are you going to invite?" Old Chen asked anxiously. How could he and Qing Mu possibly stop them?
"I'll go and invite the Ghost Monk!"
"So it's to invite the Bodhisattva! Hurry up!" Old Chen exclaimed.
Wang Xuan was shocked. Old Chen had suddenly promoted the Ghost Monk to a higher rank. When learning the Bodhisattva Fist, he called him the Divine Monk, and normally he called him the Ghost Monk, but now he directly called him the Bodhisattva.
Before he could think any further, he rushed out and called out to Old Chen Rou, "Divine Monk, Bodhisattva, quickly go and subdue the demon! The great demon that your ancestral temple suppressed has come out to cause trouble. Go and suppress it quickly!"
To Wang Xuan's surprise, the Old Monk was indeed summoned and followed him directly into the Inner Scenery Realm. Once inside, without saying a word, he began to beat up the White Tiger Great Demon!
The White Tiger demon was completely stunned! Who was this bald, ruthless man? He beat it so badly that blood gushed from its mouth and nose, and it saw stars.
The Old Monk was too powerful. Golden light Shine Upon, and the Bodhisattva Fist stirred up the Mysterious Matter in the Inner Scenery Realm, like surging waves, causing the White Tiger's ears to bleed.
Qing Mu scrambled back as fast as he could.
Old Chen was shocked. If he had known earlier, he would have brought ghosts... Bodhisattvas in to cultivate together. What could be better? Absolutely safe and secure.
The old monk seemed to be surrounded by a light barrier, slightly separating him from the Inner Scenery Realm, but he was still incredibly brave, riding on the white tiger and giving it a good beating!
The Old Monk was incredibly powerful and terrifying; he could even injure the White Tiger Great Demon through a light barrier!
"That's incredible!" Wang Xuan exclaimed.
"You wouldn't happen to be... the Tiger- Divine Monk, would you? No, you're the Tiger-Taming Bodhisattva!" Old Chen gave him high praise, elevating the Old Monk's status and adding an honorific title.
A cool, clear laugh rang out, resounding vividly in everyone's ears. The Woman in Red, holding Oil-paper Umbrella, looked at the Old Monk through the large curtain.
The old monk's expression immediately changed. The moment he turned around and saw the Woman in Red, he didn't say a word and turned to run away!
He disappeared right at the entrance to the Inner Scenery Realm.
"Bodhisattva, Ghost Monk, why did you escape?!" Old Chen shouted, completely enraged.
The White Tiger Great Demon pounced directly at them, its ferocity truly overwhelming, determined to kill them!
At the critical moment, a hazy figure drifted in from the entrance of the Inner Scenery Realm. A dazzling sword light flashed and chopped off one of the White Tiger Great Demon's Great Claw. It screamed in pain and limped away.
"Sword Immortal... so magnanimous, unparalleled!" Wang Xuan exclaimed, almost moved to tears.
In his opinion, the Sword Immortal, who was never petty, was much more reliable than the Old Monk; she came on her own without him even having to call her.
The Female Sword Immortal floated by, her snow-white chin raised, a look of disdain on her face. She flew through the air, her moon-white dress fluttering, leaning on her sword, ethereal and graceful, watching the Woman in Red through the curtain!
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