Bodhidharma's One Palm Classic, Master Diviner
In the mountains and forests, tangled trees grow, wild fruits rot, and poisonous snakes roam.
Over time, such an environment will naturally breed miasma.
Some of the miasma was invisible, while others were like a thick, grayish-white fog, accumulating in the mountains.
Suddenly, the shadow of a large bird appeared, its wings folded behind its back, running wildly on its two feet.
The miasma ahead was distorted and exploded by its figure, churning and surging like raging waves and snowflakes, scattering in all directions.
The rocks were deeply dented by the bird's claws, leaving behind fragmented claw marks.
The sound of Shitou cracking and the howling of the wind converged into a raging storm in the mountains, stretching rapidly into the distance.
The spirits and monsters in the mountains peeked out cautiously.
Only those with exceptionally sharp eyes could see that a naked man was sitting on the back of the large bird.
The man had a brown animal hide wrapped around his head, which held his hair back. He had a cold expression and wore a necklace of animal teeth around his neck.
His torso was covered by a leather armor, but his arms were exposed. His lower body was covered by snakeskin trousers and combat boots, with daggers inserted in both boots.
After passing through the miasma, the large bird's running speed decreased slightly.
The man looked displeased, opened his mouth and shouted, his voice sharp like the cry of a ferocious bird.
After two short and one long cry, the feathers on the large bird's neck all stood up straight, and it made a call that was very similar to its master's, and then it ran wildly again with renewed force.
In the south there is a country called "Miemeng Kingdom". It is similar in size to the Long Continent, but it is surrounded by mountains and deep valleys, with complex and dangerous terrain. The monsters living in it are mostly fierce and barbaric.
The total population is naturally far less than that of the Long Continent Fangfeng Clan, who have experienced rapid growth over the past century.
Moreover, among the Miemeng Kingdom, due to their special bloodline, there is a 50% chance that the offspring born from marriages will resemble humans.
The other half may have given birth to a large egg, from which the Miemeng Bird.
This bird has red eyes, a blue body, and a red tail. It has large, strong legs, but its wings are not particularly wide. It is only good at running and flying low.
Adult Miemeng Bird are robust, like fine horses, and can understand human speech, but they are extremely wild and often fight with humans.
It was able to subdue this Miemeng Bird as thunder.
The man's identity was naturally extraordinary; he was the war hero who Miemeng Kingdom.
The Miemeng Kingdom is located near the South Sea and has long heard of the formidable reputation of the Yu Mountain Ghost Mother Clan. This time, they received an invitation to a gathering, which is said to be to discuss the future blood sacrifice rituals, a matter of great importance to the nation.
Following ancient customs, the nations either don't go at all, or if they do go, it's usually to a meeting of important and powerful figures, so as not to diminish their own prestige, to show off their strength, and to compete for benefits.
After many days of the Miemeng Kingdom, it was finally decided that Zhan Kui would personally escort the Miemeng Bird to the meeting.
Phew!!!
The Miemeng Bird cried out again, took flight, and crossed a small river.
The river water was clear and slightly green, flowing gently from the distant mountains; it was shallow and wide.
I wonder if there are any flowering trees along the upstream bank.
Hundreds of petals floated on the water, swirling as they drifted downstream.
Just as the Miemeng Bird skimmed across the water, the petals suddenly seemed like startled living creatures, all leaving the water and soaring into the air.
A colorful rain of flowers, shooting upwards against the sky.
The Miemeng Bird cried out in alarm. It was riddled with holes by the petals, and its huge body trembled in mid-air, unable to fall for a moment. It then burst into bursts of blood mist in the air.
The warrior suddenly rose up, soaring straight into the sky.
The petals that chased after him were all swept away and caught in his hands by his claws.
The moment he grabbed it, his heart skipped a beat.
Those petals, seemingly soft, trembling, and somewhat transparent, actually have sharp edges and are even more resilient than steel.
It wasn't some special supernatural power that temporarily blessed the flower petals.
Rather, the petals themselves are entirely formed from the condensation of the primordial energy of heaven and earth.
The technique used to solidify it was ingenious and its resistance to pressure was extremely high; even Zhan Kui's claws couldn't break it in a short time.
He failed to burst the petals; a figure behind him had already flown higher than him, and a claw came down towards the back of his head.
Zhan Kui instantly changed position and countered with a claw attack.
The two figures clashed a hundred times in mid-air, sometimes joining and sometimes separating.
Feng Jianhua, clutching a large stack of animal hides in his right hand, spun around and landed back on the shore, his sleeves fluttering, surrounded by peach and plum petals.
The corpse of the Miemeng Bird fell onto the water. The leather armor on Zhan Kui's head and torso had been taken away, and his body fell straight down, crashing onto the corpse of the Miemeng Bird.
Just as the two bodies collided, Zhan Kui's surging sword energy erupted, shattering him into pieces.
A large wave erupted in the center of the river, then slowly subsided, revealing the deep crimson color of blood in the water.
But there wasn't much of a bloody smell; instead, it had a peach and plum blossom fragrance.
"The Drifting Tumbleweed Under Heaven Peaches and Plums Diagram" – if you specialize in this path and master it to a high degree, even your sword energy will taste sweet.
But Feng Jianhua liked this flavor. He pinched two petals, threw them into his mouth, and chewed them haphazardly.
He single-handedly built up the Golden Saber Martial Arts School, and has been the Golden Knife Principal for half a century.
All the effort he had put in and the achievements he had made in the past unleashed astonishing potential when he encountered the Drifting Tumbleweed Under Heaven Peaches and Plums Diagram and Chu Tianshu's optimized Peach and Plum Blossom Cultivation Method.
With students all over the world, Feng Jianhua mastered all the techniques of Renowned Teacher Persona with ease.
However... the fierce spirit of the roc spreading its wings and hating the low sky has never been abandoned.
Hiss!!
Feng Jianhua reached out and tore his shirt to shreds. This meticulously crafted body, inhabited by a soul, could also be adjusted and deformed by his power.
His facial features, the thickness of his hair, and the shade of his skin became exactly the same as those of the Demon King from before.
He put on leather armor, let his hair down, and then tied it back up with animal hide.
"Also, a necklace of animal teeth and snakeskin pants. I couldn't resist buying some earlier, so I'll grab some on the way."
Feng Jianhua looked at his reflection on the water and felt quite satisfied.
"White Horse, your divination is quite accurate."
Communication methods had already been established within the chest cavity of the possessed soul body with those of other possessed soul bodies.
When Feng Jianhua succeeded.
Lin Chucheng had already killed the Tiger Tooth Dwarf of the Zhu Mountain Kingdom.
On the grass in front of Wei Qidong was a wind-riding magical artifact, a silk-veiled sedan chair. She was bending down and picking up a snake-shaped earring made of blue and red stones from the corpse of a master from the Rain Master Kingdom.
Hundreds of Hundred Li away, along a mountain road.
The Heichi Mountain Hermit, wielding a skull staff, charged through Stonehenge, dismantling the maze of Shitou along the way.
However, as he used footwork to connect with the earth's energy in order to break the formation, he suddenly felt a pain in his toe.
A rusty iron nail buried in the ground pierced his right big toe.
The toes swelled up at a visible speed, resembling a large purple radish.
"Poisonous?!"
The Heichi Mountain Hermit gritted his teeth, picked up his staff, and tried to sever the toe, but failed and was instead bounced back.
He felt all the blood rushing to his toes, and the shouts of hundreds of thousands of soldiers filled his ears. His mind was unsettled, and his Mind Power was in disarray.
The air ahead tilted, as if a curtain had been drawn back.
Master White Horse struck Heichi Mountain Hermit dead with a single palm strike to his head.
"Amitabha Buddha, Venerable Master, I foresaw that you have no hair on your head and don't wear shoes. This iron nail, forged from ten thousand battles of iron, was specially brought for you."
Even after delivering that blow, seeing his opponent lying dead with their eyes wide open, he remained vigilant.
As he spoke, he unleashed three more golden, gleaming palm strikes of Mind Power at the corpse.
He then did some calculations with his fingers.
They were all dead, so I'm relieved.
Master White Horse had learned many divination methods, among which the one he studied most thoroughly was the "Bodhidharma's One Palm Classic," which, due to its rarity, was also known as "One Palm Gold."
This method is divided into two parts: the outer part and the inner part. The outer part requires knowing a person's birth date and time in order to roughly calculate their recent fortune.
The inner chapter involves entering a meditative state of mind, seeking the answer through divination, and expressing it through the palm of the hand. The calculation is completed intentionally or unintentionally, with the question constantly on one's mind, seeking the answer.
When it comes to divination, the more secretive the question or the bigger the event, the more severe the backlash will be, and the less likely you are to get a result.
Conversely, the more information you have, the greater the likelihood of getting accurate results when divining only small questions.
If, prior to this, the matter of the seventeen clans attending the gathering was unknown, and Master White Horse dared to speculate about its connection to the Long Continent Kingdom, then no matter how he calculated it, he would never be able to figure out the whole story.
But now that we know many details about this matter...
They knew the location of the water demon army and that envoys from ten different clans had already arrived.
Master White Horse then calculated the remaining paths of the envoys from various races, and identified which ones were relatively suitable to be replaced.
By calculating in this way, the answer was found quite easily.
Children, the elderly, women, and monks.
The four powerful figures arrived in spirit form, each setting up ambushes and choosing the most suitable opponents for themselves.
Aside from Lin Chucheng, who was a child, it was a violent punch that killed his opponent outright.
The other three all benefited from the ambush, which allowed them to finish the battle quickly.
"Amitabha Buddha, ptooey, ptooey, I can't say that catchphrase for now."
Master White Horse responded in his mind, "The three of you have all succeeded; it's time for us to keep our appointment."
(End of this chapter)