Chapter 323: Once you’re here, don’t leave!
Seeing that the monk in front of him was reluctant to take off his robe, revealing the dragon tattoo across his shoulder, Qiu Chuji felt a little regretful, then swung his sword straight ahead.

Since you don’t have the power of the Heavenly Dragon, then just lose graciously!

The forty-meter-long sword energy fell towards Fahai like the sky collapsing.

The golden-haired beasts under Fahai’s feet spread out into a string of Buddhist beads, which were then pulled into a large golden net, heading towards the forty-meter-long sword energy.

I have to say that this method is very thoughtful.

Condensing magic power into a net, and then anchoring it at multiple angles to lock various spaces, by expanding the range of force, the huge force carried by the sword energy is gradually unloaded. This way, it can withstand more and stronger forces than simply holding up a tortoise shell-like shield.

If Qiu Chuji’s sword was just that simple, then Fahai would have really been able to withstand it.

But this sword, which seems to be just a burst of brute force, is not simple.

Not only did the power of the five elements gather on the sword’s edge, capable of destroying everything, the impact force created by the sword aura also accumulated layer by layer, forming a powerful vibration effect. The Buddhist beads that made up the large net were all shattered in an instant.

However, the energy carried by the giant blade itself was not consumed much, and it still drew energy from the heaven and earth and continued to flow in.

Fahai was unable to resist the huge sword that continued to chop towards him and could only dodge.

His figure moved and flashed in the air several times, but he was still locked by the giant sword. The huge sword energy was actually not bloated.

This depends on Qiu Chuji’s control. He chopped out a forty-meter-long sword aura, which does not mean that he could only chop out a forty-meter-long sword aura. This was not his full strength. Therefore, the forty-meter-long huge sword blade, under Qiu Chuji’s control, was no different from the three-foot sword edge in his palm.

Unable to block or dodge, Fahai could only merge with the Golden Haired Lion again, facing Qiu Chuji, put his palms together, and shouted: “Vajra Lion Roar!”

However, he planned to turn the tide and save himself by attacking Qiu Chuji.

The extremely powerful voice mixed into the Yuan Qi of heaven and earth, and turned into a unique high-frequency and high-pitched vibration. As the attack core of this sound wave impact, Qiu Chuji seemed to be placed in the center of hundreds or thousands of stage speakers, accepting the howling torture of the “soul singer”.

Compared with it, the lion’s roar of Shaolin Temple can be regarded as prenatal education music.

Although this sound wave did not cause any substantial harm to Qiu Chuji, it was indeed disgusting and uncomfortable.

“It’s noisy!”

“Shut up!”

Qiu Chuji flicked his sleeves, and as the five elements circulated, all media through which sound could be transmitted were cut off. The surroundings immediately became quiet, leaving only the vibration of Yuan Qi, which Qiu Chuji no longer took into account.

However, this interruption actually caused the falling forty-meter-long sword energy to stop for a moment.

Fahai sat in the sky with his eyes closed and chanted scriptures. Rays of golden light spread across the sky like flowing flames, and dense shadows of Buddha appeared in all directions.

In an instant, he seemed to have moved to the Lingshan Mountain in the West and the Great Leiyin Temple.

Countless Buddhas were watching Qiu Chuji. Some were laughing, some were examining him, some had sad expressions on their faces, some were saluting with their hands folded, some were pointing at Qiu Chuji and scolding him, and some were reciting scriptures and giving advice…

Fahai sat in mid-air, looking like a Buddhist disciple bowing to the Buddhas, and also like the future Buddha Emperor who would control the Western Paradise.

“Good! This looks like it!” Qiu Chuji held the falling forty-meter sword energy, which continued to collapse and shrink, and finally became a three-foot sword edge.

With a stomping of his foot, the sky mirror in the Taoist temple opened, and the battle scene taking place in the sky was fully presented in the eyes of Xu Xuan, White Snake, Green Snake and Xu Xian.

“Watch carefully, I will only demonstrate this sword to you once!”

Holding the sword in hand, one sword cuts through the world.

This sword strike was almost a culmination of all the sword skills Qiu Chuji had learned.

The original Zhougong swordsmanship, Quanzhen swordsmanship, and what I have learned recently, which have been integrated into my own philosophy of “there is no self outside the sword”, can all be found in this sword.

But it is always fresh and lively because Qiu Chuji did not give this sword a complete characterization.

It was more like simply drawing a line between heaven and earth. A sword mark cut through the Buddhas.

I do not worship the Buddhas, for they are like floating clouds to me!
cut!
cut!
cut!
The sword mark cut through the sky and earth, the Buddhas scattered, and the golden light dimmed.

Fahai fell from the sky like a wild goose with broken wings.

At the same time, the monks who were chanting sutras on the hilltops were hit by a flying sword, which opened their bald skulls.

The five elements shrank inward and turned into a shackle that fell heavily on Fahai’s body, tightly binding his surging magic power within his body.

Judging from the amount of magic power alone, Fahai’s magic power is even deeper than that of Qiu Chuji, who has already refined more than twenty elixirs at this time.

It’s just that Qiu Chuji has already mastered a certain amount of “Tao” from the source, while Fahai only uses more “technique”.

Of course, he was constantly at a disadvantage during the confrontation and was eventually captured by Qiu Chuji.

Bang!
Fahai fell into the Taoist temple. Before he could turn over, Xiaoqing had already put a sword to his neck.

“Hey! Monk… I never thought you would have this day!” Xiaoqing waved the sword on Fahai’s neck with an arrogant and complacent look on his face, acting like a villain who has succeeded.

Fahai remained firm and said nothing.

He had nothing to say after falling to this point.

“Xiaoqing, don’t treat the guests badly!”

“Lock him up in the guest room and have you recite Taoist scriptures outside his door every day!” Qiu Chuji’s voice came from above, catching Xiaoqing off guard.

Xiaoqing pointed at her nose and asked in surprise: “Ah? Me?”

“Why? You don’t like it? He originally planned to subdue you and your sister and throw you into Leifeng Pagoda to listen to him chanting scriptures every day.”

“Now that he has been captured, you can use the same method against him.” Qiu Chuji said.

Fahai raised his head and looked at Qiu Chuji who had fallen to the ground. There was anger in his eyes, but he quickly restrained it: “There is no difference between Buddhist scriptures and Taoist scriptures. I… I practice Taoism just like I practice Buddhism.”

Qiu Chuji thought about it, then nodded and said, “That’s right! I’m a Taoist priest, and I also read Buddhist scriptures. You’re a monk, and listening to Taoist scriptures is really nothing to you.”

“In that case… Xiaoqing, in the future, you should go to more romantic places, listen to some interesting stories in the mortal world, and bring them back to tell this monk.”

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qing immediately smiled and said, “I obey your orders, Master!”

She went out to play as ordered, and now her sister had no reason to say that she was not doing her job properly!
Fahai said nothing more, because he could talk tough but he couldn’t hide the truth from himself.

He has never really been to the mortal world, so even though he has extraordinary magical powers and supernatural powers, he is still terrified of all the love affairs between men and women in the world.

“Forget it, just consider it as a test from Buddha.” Fahai felt relieved when he saw that Qiu Chuji had no real intention of making things difficult for him.

After Xiaoqing took Fahai into the guest room, Qiu Chuji showed no sign of being happy about capturing Fahai in one fell swoop.

It is only natural that he can defeat Fahai and capture him. If he cannot even do such a thing with all the advantages he has, wouldn’t he be a waste?
The key lies in what to do next after capturing Fahai.

The red dust that disturbs the Dharma Sea can only be an induction and cannot be relied upon as a strong medicine.

There is no need to imitate the method used by the Child-Grandma of Tianshan to ‘persuade’ Xu Zhu.

Taoists go up and down the mountains, practicing in this worldly world. Monks can also pick up and put down, the body and the soul are two different things.

If Qiu Chuji really used too much force, it is possible that he was helping the monk in his practice.

If you want Fahai to change his ways and truly break through the Buddhist path and enter Taoism, you will have to put in more thought and ingenuity.

(End of this chapter)