Heavenly Union Skill (This Chapter Is Intense)
A-Yi wants to have a showdown with Li Banfeng.
She raised the explosives in her hand. The explosives, which were originally only the size of a schoolbag, had become the size of a quilt and were floating in A-Yi's palm.
Li Banfeng naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. His shadow had already circled behind A-Yi, ready to launch a sneak attack at any moment.
His emotions were very unstable. Gourd Village was very special, and A-Yi was also very special. Li Banfeng had little rationality left, but his basic combat logic was still clear.
A-Yi roared, "Are you convinced now? Are you ready to die?"
Li Banfeng also shouted, "Tell me first, what technique is this?"
He was trying to distract A-Yi, and his shadow was less than three meters away from A-Yi.
A-Yi's attention was indeed diverted. She looked at Li Qi triumphantly and laughed loudly, "This is one of the three great skills of my Daoist sect."
"Tell me the name of this technique?" Li Banfeng continued negotiating with A-Yi, while Shadow raised a sharp stone and aimed it at the back of A-Yi's head.
A-Yi was taken aback; this question had truly stumped her. She bit her finger and asked, "The name of the technique—"
You can think about it slowly, I'll send you on your way now!
Just as Shadow was about to make his move, A-Yi suddenly remembered something and burst into laughter. "The name of this technique is 'Kill All These Foolish Cultivators!'"
Li Banfeng's expression twisted.
The shadow behind A-Yi trembled.
Others might not take it seriously, but it's understandable that the Village Chief is acting crazy and talking nonsense.
But at this moment, Li Banfeng was on the verge of a breakdown. In an environment like Gourd Village, facing an opponent like A-Yi, Li Banfeng was still able to maintain his rationality entirely by relying on his remaining logical thinking ability to support his consciousness.
But A-Yi is constantly destroying Li Banfeng's logic.
Li Banfeng asked, "Why is the name of your technique so long?"
A-Yi carefully counted; the technique she had just described had a full nine characters: "It's a bit long."
Let's just call it "Special Target for Fools"!
Li Banfeng's mouth was crooked, and his shadow behind A-Yi was trembling uncontrollably.
What's wrong with this woman? What's the deal with this door? Can techniques be so casual?
Could this technique have been made up on the spot?
Are the techniques for improvising really this powerful?
Just how powerful is this Daoist sect?
The shadow trembled behind her. A-Yi heard the shadow's voice and turned to look at it.
The shadow held up the stone and looked at A-Yi.
The two stared at each other for a moment, and the shadow, somewhat embarrassed, put the stone down.
A-Yi laughed and asked, "What's your name? When did you come to this village? Do you know Li Qi? Why are you so dark-skinned?"
She was chatting with her shadow.
The shadow scratched its head, first pointing to Li Banfeng, then to the sun, and then to A-Yi's shadow.
A-Yi frowned and said, "Why aren't you saying anything? Pointing like that, how can anyone understand?"
The shadow pointed to its face and waved its hand, indicating that it couldn't speak.
A-Yi was displeased. "You say you can't speak? I think you just don't want to speak."
Shadow shrugged, indicating that he really wouldn't say.
A-Yi snorted and said, "You think I'm crazy, you look down on me, so you don't want to talk to me, is that what you mean?"
Shadow shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he did not mean that.
A-Yi got even angrier. "I just can't stand people like you. If you dislike me, just say so. Why hide it from me?"
The shadow tried its best to explain, "I really didn't dislike you."
A-Yi asked, "Then why didn't you talk to me just now?"
"I won't say—" He stopped mid-sentence, glancing at Li Banfeng.
The shadow can talk.
Shadow was terrified; he had never experienced anything like this before Li Banfeng's facial features were severely distorted. He didn't have time to comfort Shadow because he didn't even know how to comfort himself.
The shadow crouched on the ground, first covering its mouth, then tightly hugging its head.
A-Yi turned to look at Li Banfeng and asked, "What's wrong with this person? Is he your friend? Is he sick?"
Li Banfeng was silent for a moment, then suddenly laughed, "This is my shadow, you didn't expect that, did you?"
"Nonsense!" A-Yi laughed too. "Isn't your shadow right under your feet?"
Li Banfeng looked down and saw a shadow beneath his feet.
A-Yi turned around and looked at Li Banfeng's shadow again, saying, "Look, he has a shadow too."
The shadow lowered its head to look at its feet, and the moment it saw its own shadow, it jumped up.
Li Banfeng's shadow, and the shadow of the shadow, rose up from the ground together.
They held their heads in their hands, staring at A-Yi in utter shock.
A-Yi looked at the two new figures and smiled, "When did you arrive? What are your names?"
"Hehehe, their names are the same as mine." Li Banfeng's laughter grew even more sinister.
He didn't know why two extra shadows had appeared, nor did he want to know; the last vestiges of logic in his mind had collapsed.
A-Yi looked at the three shadows, then at Li Banfeng: "What nonsense are you talking about? How could their names be the same as yours?"
"It's true, I'm not lying to you, they are all my brothers, good brothers with the same name!" Li Banfeng's smile became more and more sincere.
His Portable Abode kept whispering in her ear, "Seventh Brother, wake up."
"I'm perfectly sober!" Li Banfeng replied directly.
A-Yi was puzzled. "Who are you talking to? Are you crazy?"
"Who said I'm crazy? The doctor told me I'm not crazy at all, and none of us brothers are crazy!" Li Banfeng scanned the group of shadows. "Brothers, don't be afraid. Whoever says we're crazy, we'll beat her to death. Once we've beaten her to death, then none of us will be crazy."
Portable Abode, the Ninth Room Sister watched the battle outside through the Fifth Chamber and murmured, "This is Reversing Cause and Effect; he's using techniques on himself."
The projector beside him said, "This doesn't count as using techniques on himself; he's using techniques on his own shadow."
After a moment's thought, the girl from the Ninth Room said, "I can't tell whether the shadow is him or not. Anyway, his technique is quite effective."
The technique was indeed effective; the three shadows, who had been in a state of panic, all calmed down.
They are now very united and have only one goal: to get rid of A-Yi and restore normal logic.
"Brothers, blow her up!" Li Banfeng gave the order and ran wildly with three shadows. The four figures disappeared from A-Yi's sight at the same time.
"You want to Ride a Horse and Admire Flowers?" A-Yi laughed and detonated the explosives in her hand.
With a loud bang, thick smoke and dust billowed up all around, making it impossible for Li Banfeng to pinpoint A-Yi's location.
Without needing to think, Li Banfeng used his most familiar tactic: he charged into the dust and smoke, and with one foot, Trample Ten Thousand Rivers and escaped.
A-Yi took off her shirt, casually swung it like a ball, and knocked Trample Ten Thousand Rivers aside, shattering Li Banfeng's shadow.
The shadow shattered into six pieces. In the midst of the fierce battle, Li Banfeng didn't even know whether it was his own shadow that exploded or the shadow of the shadow.
The six shadows did not disappear; they still lingered around A-Yi.
A-Yi was pleasantly surprised. "A new friend has arrived?"
Li Banfeng sneered, "Yes, we're all friends!"
The six shattered shadows slowly extended and soon became whole shadows again, only smaller than Li Banfeng.
The shadows multiplied from three to eight, A-Yi exclaimed in surprise, "Is this Heavenly Union Skill?"
Li Banfeng did not answer; he did not know what the Heavenly Union Skill was.
Portable Abode was also surprised.
The Fifth Chamber daughter continued to project the battle scene outside onto the wall. Hong Ying came over to watch the spectacle and exclaimed in surprise, "Truly Heavenly Union Skill!"
The projector didn't quite understand. "Which Daoist sect's Heavenly Union Skill Technique'?"
Hong Ying said, "It's not a technique from any particular Daoist sect. The Heavenly Union Skill is an unreasonable technique used by some special cultivators."
"What does it mean to be unreasonable?" The projector still didn't understand.
The old man spoke up, "It's a type of technique that some powerful cultivators have mastered, one that's almost impossible to counter."
Like Green Flower, when you fought him, his body was cut in half, yet he could still fight. Even if he were cut into even smaller pieces, he could still fight.
I seem to recall there was also an Ancestor of Scholar Cultivators who possessed a lost art called "Ten Thousand Words," which allowed him to open any book and have thousands upon thousands of words transform into a vast army, relentlessly battling the enemy.
The projector thought for a moment, "Isn't this just Ink Counting and Line Following?"
Ninth Girl said, "This is different from the Ink Counting and Line Following. The characters summoned by Ancestor Wenxiu can distinguish between friend and foe, and this ability lasts for a long time."
Moreover, even if he wiped out all the written characters, he could simply switch to another book and transform it into a vast army. Carrying just a few books on his person provided him with inexhaustible fighting power. Even at this level, it wasn't the strongest Heavenly Union Skill.
In my memory, the strongest Heavenly Union Skill belongs to the Bitter Granny. She has a move called Boundless Sea of Bitterness. Once she uses this technique, no matter how much she is chopped with swords and axes, or drowned and burned, she will not die.
Seventh Brother's skills were slightly inferior to theirs, but still quite formidable. The more he fought, the more shadows appeared. Without a way to completely destroy the shadows, there was no way to defeat Seventh Brother. This extremely powerful technique seemed not to have been created by mortals, but rather by the heavens, hence it was called the Heavenly Union Skill."
The projector thought about past battles, "He Caiyuan, the former patriarch of the He Family, was also an extremely powerful cultivator."
His ability to directly manipulate text in combat—is that considered Heavenly Union Skill?
"Not even close!" Portable Abode still remembered He Caiyuan. "There are many ways to decipher that old man's writing."
Moreover, fighting with words took a heavy toll on him, but Seventh Brother's shadow didn't suffer much; he only used the technique of "Shadows Pitying Each Other."
Speaking of Zhang Gunli, he does possess a Heavenly Union Skill; anyone who owes him money is subject to his control.
It's difficult to resolve the issue if the money isn't returned, but once it's returned and the IOU destroyed, I won't suffer any further losses. So, it only counts as half a case.
"This is only half?" The projector clearly remembered Zhang Gunli's strength. "His cultivation level is already so high."
Hong Ying said, "This has nothing to do with cultivation level. Only a very few cultivators have the Heavenly Union Skill. I don't have the Heavenly Union Skill. Xiao Wan is said to have it, but I've never even seen her use it. I don't know where Seventh Son learned this technique from."
"It seems like Seventh Director hasn't practiced this before," the projector said, carefully watching the image on the wall. He noticed that Li Banfeng's condition was not quite right. "Seventh Director's Heavenly Union Skill seems to be out of control."
Hong Ying nodded and said, "The Heavenly Union Skill is difficult to control. If you can master this technique, others will have no chance against you."
Li Banfeng's control was indeed poor. A group of shadows surrounded A-Yi without tactics or strategy, and even their techniques were used haphazardly. The scene was lively, but it did not pose a significant threat to A-Yi.
Holding a bomb, A-Yi shouted at Li Banfeng's main body, "I'll call my new friends later. Let's have a showdown first, watch my Mad Cultivation Skill kill those idiots!"
Li Banfeng dodged a pack of explosives, A-Yi now has another one in her hand.
Li Banfeng dodged again, but stepped on a bag of explosives.
There are some on the back of the head, some next to the ears, some in the weeds, and some on tree branches.
Li Banfeng dodged more than a dozen packs of explosives, but A-Yi's explosives never stopped.
She seemed to have an inexhaustible supply of explosives. Li Banfeng had no strategy in his offense and defense. The explosive charge hit Li Banfeng 'Li Banfeng face, but he managed to dodge it with his Carefree and Unrestrained skill.
This is a foolish move.
The blast radius of explosives is very large, and the whole body will be affected. How can Carefree and Unrestrained avoid it?
Boom!
The explosives detonated.
A-Yi added plenty of food. A-Yun and A-Mu, who were at the foot of the mountain, felt the ground shaking. They could clearly see the soil and rocks flying between the two sides of the mountain from below.
Li Banfeng's body was blown to pieces.
"Seventh Director! Help Seventh Director!" The projector was terrified in the Portable Abode.
"This technique is extremely rare—" Ninth Girl exclaimed in astonishment.
"Seventh Son, you're too much—" Hong Ying didn't know how to comment.
A gust of wind blew by, and after the smoke and dust cleared, A-Yi could see the shattered limbs.
"Why is it so dark?" A-Yi looked at Li Banfeng's mangled limbs and felt that they didn't look like they had been charred by an explosion.
"Is this you?" A-Yi asked.
"No!" Li Banfeng stood behind A-Yi and raised his sickle.
It was the shadow that was shattered, not Li Banfeng.
The principle Carefree and Unrestrained is to use an unspeakable force to transfer a part of the body to another location.
The explosive charge had too large a range, making it unsuitable for Li Banfeng to move to any other location. So he changed his approach and transferred his body to the shadow.
As for why he could transfer to the shadow body, Li Banfeng didn't think about it, nor did he have the mind to think about it.
The skill of Carefree and Unrestrained was one of the techniques that Li Banfeng was least proficient in; he never imagined that he could use the technique to this extent.
He stabbed A-Yi in the back, but the sharp sickle failed to pierce A-Yi's clothes.
If you can't pierce through, chop off their heads!
Li Banfeng swung his knife down, A-Yi quickly dodged.
The shattered shadow turned into eight smaller shadows, which stepped forward and hugged A-Yi.
A-Yi was unable to move and Li Banfeng chopped off her head with a single blow.
"Kill her!" Sickle was extremely excited.
"Hahaha, I'll kill you, you bastard, I'll kill you!" Li Banfeng was also very excited.
A-Yi stood there, her head popping out of her neck. "She wasn't killed! That head was fake!"
Li Banfeng stopped laughing.
A-Yi shouted, "Come on, let's have a showdown!"
"I'm male, you're female, is there even a need to decide that?" Li Banfeng asked seriously.
"Who said I'm female? I'm a married man!" A-Yi replied seriously.
"Come on, you call your wife, I'll call my brothers, let's fight!" Li Banfeng led a group of shadows and rushed towards A-Yi.
"Come on, whether you're new friends or old friends, stay in Gourd Village!" A-Yi carried the explosives and went to greet them.
Boom!
Rumble!
The villagers were watching from below the mountain. They didn't know what was happening up there, only that they saw plumes of dust rising from the mountain. A-Mu wiped his sweat and said, "It's been a long time since the Village Chief has fought such a tough battle."
Uncle A-Gen took out his pipe, took a puff, and said, "Our Village Chief is a lucky man; nothing should happen to him. But what if something does happen?"
A-Mu looked at Uncle A-Gen and asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Uncle A-Gen said calmly, "I told you, if something were to happen to us, our village couldn't be without Village Chief. And I'm the oldest—"
A-Long chimed in, "So what if you're old? My cultivation is the highest! There's no way you'll get the Village Chief position!"
A-Yun couldn't stand it anymore. "The Village Chief is still alive, and you're already eyeing her position. She's always treated you well. How can you do this with a clear conscience?"
Besides, let's be honest, the Village Chief and I are like sisters. If the Village Chief really passes away, this position will be reserved for me!
The crowd erupted into a cacophony of arguments. The Village Chief's wife squatted on the ground, first stroking her beard, then wiping away her tears. "You bunch of idiots, I'll kill you all in a minute! I've endured so much humiliation and been the Village Chief's wife for so many years, the Village Chief's position must remain in our family no matter what!"
Kama!
A thunderclap resounded across the mountaintop, and when everyone looked up, it felt as if a section of the mountain peak had been cut off.
A-Yun asked, "How many techniques did the Village Chief use?"
At the summit, only Li Banfeng's shadow remained at his feet; all other shadows had vanished.
The thunderclap just now pulverized Li Banfeng's shadow into powder. The powder was too fine to be stretched into a shape, thus breaking the "Shadows Pitying Each Other" technique.
Even A-Yi herself didn't expect that it would take so much effort to crack Li Banfeng's technique.
"Li Qi, I never expected you to be so skilled." A-Yi wiped the blood from her face; she was injured.
Li Banfeng was also injured. "I didn't expect it either. Where did I get this skill from?"
He really didn't expect that.
He never imagined that his shadow could be divided into shadows, let alone that he could switch places with his shadow.
A-Yi has returned to normal, and Li Banfeng has also returned to normal. Now that the shadow has disappeared, Li Banfeng has become much more lucid.
"After this battle, let's go our separate ways," Li Banfeng said, brushing the dust off his clothes. "If you really let me stay here for half a month, you'll only cause yourself a lot of trouble."
A-Yi was somewhat disappointed in Li Banfeng: "You have such great talent, why do you dislike this village so much?"
Li Banfeng shook his head. "It's not that I don't like it, there's another reason."
"Stop talking nonsense. If you really don't want to stay, then forget it," A-Yi finally relented. "I can let you go, but you have to agree to two conditions."
First, you have to stay in the village for three days, and during those three days, you must walk through the entire village.
Li Banfeng nodded and said, "I agree to that."
"The second thing is that you must join my sect."
Li Banfeng shook his head and said, "That's difficult for you. You just realized that I'm not crazy at all."
Entering the path of mad cultivation is also unsuitable; I cannot cultivate.
"Aren't you crazy?" A-Yi sneered.
"I'm not crazy!" Li Banfeng replied, patting his conscience.
"Don't lie to me."
"What did I lie to you about?"
A-Yi glanced at Li Banfeng's feet. "He says he's not crazy, do you believe him?"
The shadow beneath his feet stood up, shook its head, and said, "I don't believe it."
A-Yi continued to stare at Li Banfeng's feet, "I want him to join my Daoist sect. Do you think it's appropriate?"
Another figure rose from the ground in the north. "There's no one more suitable than me. He's unwilling, but I am!"
Li Banfeng retracted the shadow, but other shadows emerged from behind him:
"Village Chief, please take me in. I'm much better than him."
"Village Chief, I think I'm crazy enough. They can't compare to me."
"Village Chief, this kid doesn't know what's good for him, don't mind him, I'm sticking with you!"
Li Banfeng managed to hide the shadows with a combination of covering and concealing, but A-Yi still felt unsatisfied and said to the person behind Li Banfeng, "Hey brother, I think you're the most handsome. Shall we go out and chat some more?"
"That's enough!" Li Banfeng waved his hand. "I agree to join your sect."
If he didn't agree, Li Banfeng didn't know what else might happen to him.
A-Yi set up the incense burner, burned yellow paper, and said to Li Banfeng, "From now on, you are a member of my Daoist sect, and I am your master."
"Okay! You are my master now!" Li Banfeng readily agreed. As long as it was a matter of logic, Li Banfeng could accept it now.
A-Yi took out incense and candles. "Come on, let's become sworn brothers first."
Two shadows emerged from behind Li Banfeng, one chuckling and the other sobbing.
Logically, a rift has appeared again.
"Don't you think that becoming sworn brothers and becoming a master are two different things?"
A-Yi looked at Li Banfeng and said, "What's wrong with that? In your Yuxiu Daoist sect, don't you also call someone 'Senior Brother' instead of 'Master'?"
That makes sense!
Each Daoist sect has its own rules and logic; it's no big deal. Li Banfeng withdrew his shadow.
Li Banfeng asked, "How shall we perform the prayer?"
"Tell me your name first."
"My Li Qi!"
"My name is Draw a Gourd from a Gourd!"
The shadow reappeared.
Li Banfeng and Yingzi looked at A-Yi together. "Is her name always this long?"
A-Yi snorted and said, "Can't I have a long name? What name I choose is none of your business!"
Li Banfeng withdrew his shadow, A-Yi wrote a prayer. The two recited it together. "From this day forward, following the Draw a Gourd from a Gourd, I will become sworn siblings with Li Qi, sharing blessings and hardships, joys and sorrows, for the rest of my life!"
After the sworn brotherhood ceremony, Li Banfeng respectfully bowed to A-Yi: "Sister!"
A-Yi returned the greeting earnestly. "Brother!"
Li Banfeng pondered for a moment and said, "Isn't that a bit inappropriate?"
A-Yi straightened her chest and said, "If you treat me with respect, I will treat you with even greater respect."
The two stared at each other for a moment, and then one by one, shadows emerged from behind Li Banfeng.
He kept reminding himself to stay calm, but he just couldn't stay calm in front of A-Yi.
A-Yi looked at Li Banfeng and said, "You are now a member of my Daoist sect, but there is one thing you do not yet meet the rules of my Daoist sect."
"What aspect doesn't match?"
"Your appearance doesn't match; you're not good-looking."
Li Banfeng raised his eyebrows. "That's a matter of opinion."
"Let me dress you up." A-Yi took out some rouge.
Li Banfeng pushed the rouge away, saying, "Men don't wear this!"
"My wife applies it all the time."
"I'm not your wife."
"Brother, aren't you listening to your sister anymore? Think about it carefully, which came first, your sister or your brother?"
"I don't want to!" Li Banfeng couldn't think about anything right now; if he did, he would have a mental breakdown.
"It's just applying rouge, right? Let her apply it," Li Banfeng thought, "I'm going all out."
A-Yi took Powder Puff and applied some powder to Li Banfeng's face.
Li Banfeng let out a mournful cry and rolled on the ground in pain.
"What kind of powder is this?"
"A basic medicinal powder!"
"Why are you putting it on my face?"
"Didn't you say you were going to dress her up?"
Fortunately Li Banfeng was House Cultivator and had a relatively good physique. After a few minutes, the pain subsided, and Li Banfeng rubbed his face, saying, "Your sect even has Entry Medicine Powder?"
A-Yi snorted and said, "What do you mean by 'your sect'? This is our sect, our Crazy Cultivation Sect is a legitimate sect, the Peddler acknowledges it, and this powder was made by the Peddler himself."
Because I wasn't in Pro State, he specifically set aside a portion for me to use as I saw fit.
Self-determination?
The Peddler's control over the medicinal powder was extremely strict; such a precedent was unheard of.
Li Banfeng didn't believe it. "The Peddler really admitted to being a madman? The conditions for establishing a new Daoist sect are quite stringent!"
A-Yi nodded seriously. "It was quite demanding. He didn't agree at first, but then I followed him around every day."
He does business, so I do business with him; he fights with people, so I fight with him; he sleeps with his lover, so I sleep with her too.
Li Banfeng blinked and asked, "Where do you sleep?"
A-Yi smiled sheepishly, "I'm not picky. I'm fine with anything, whether it's on top or bottom, or even in the middle."
"And then?"
"Later, he insisted on kicking me out. I let him hit me and curse me, but I just wouldn't leave."
Until one day, the Peddler was especially happy, and he smiled at everyone he met.
He said he had accepted my Daoist sect and even made me some medicinal powder on the spot.
Seeing his smiling face, I realized he had a natural talent for Daoism, so I asked him if he wanted to become my disciple.
Li Banfeng was startled. "Did the Peddler agree?"
A-Yi shrugged. "He told me to take the powder and get lost. It's a pity that such a promising Peddler missed this great opportunity."
P. S.: She even wants to Peddler as her apprentice; she's very ambitious!
But Ban Feng has entered four different sects. Isn't he afraid of his cultivation backlash?