Master comes down the mountain, I don’t know martial arts, but I am an immortal

"Bai Chen?!"

Ding Xiang was deeply surprised. She didn't expect Bai Chen to appear here.

But she felt relieved, as if he should have appeared at this time.

I don't know why, Bai Chen standing there makes Ding Xiang feel at ease. In the past, she would only feel this way when Li Muchen was around.

Huihang calmed down after a brief shock and remembered the identity of the man in front of him.

"Are you Bai Chen?" He shook his head, "You shouldn't appear here. The top of the snow-capped mountains is where you should go."

"Where do I go, it's your turn to tell me what to do?" Bai Chen said coldly.

Huihang's face changed. He was angry, but he held it back.

He knew that even Guhato was very afraid of this person and could only give up the Snow Mountain Spiritual Veins in exchange for his promise not to cross the Kaligandaki Valley.

Guhato is the guardian of the Kali Gandaki Valley and the guardian of the entire land south of the Raya Mountains. His status is no less than that of the living Buddha Powu of Muktinath.

"You promised not to cross Kali Gandaki. Master Guhato can bear witness." Huihang said.

"That's between me and Gu Hato. I never promised you anything, and you are not qualified to ask for my promise." Bai Chen's tone was still calm and indifferent.

Huihang had never been so despised by others, even Bowu Living Buddha would give him some face.

His face was ashen, he clenched his fists, and the anger in his heart threatened to burn the entire mountain.

But he finally held it back, took a deep breath, glanced at Ding Xiang, with a hint of unwillingness in his eyes, and said, "Okay, I'll give you some face."

After that, he turned around and left.

Bai Chen sneered: "Do you think you can still leave?"

Huihang suddenly felt that murderous aura filled the air behind him, and the hairs on his entire back stood up, as if he had entered the realm of ten thousand years of ice.

He suddenly turned around, clasped his hands together, recited Buddhist mantras, suspended his body in mid-air, and emitted golden light.

"Hahahaha!" Huihang laughed suddenly, "Bai Chen, do you really think I'm afraid of you? You are only a dragon demon, how dare you act so presumptuously in front of the Buddha!"

While talking, Huihang had already launched an attack, preparing for a preemptive strike.

In the golden light of his body protection, purple light flashed.

Xigen purple pillars grew on the ground around Bai Chen, rising into the sky, one section at a time. It turned out to be Xigen's huge purple bamboo.

The purple bamboo branches intersected in the air, and the underground bamboo roots intertwined, forming a cage between the west and the west, trapping Bai Chen inside.

Bamboo leaves began to grow on the bamboo branches, becoming more and more dense, and in an instant they blocked the sunlight.

A gust of wind blows, and the bamboo leaves salsa brings a chilling air.

"Bai Chen, be careful!" Ding Xiang shouted.

The bamboo leaves fell, whirled and danced in the wind, turning into sharp swords.

Thousands of sword qi swirled around, forming a sword formation. Even outside the formation, one could feel the boundless killing intent. Everything in it, even the diamond and black iron, would be turned into powder by this sword qi.

"Hahahaha..." Huihang laughed, "The root of these ten thousand-year-old purple bamboo was planted by Guanyin Bodhisattva. There is a purple bamboo array in Putuo Mountain, but some fake purple bamboos are used. How can it be compared with the real ten thousand-year-old purple bamboo planted by Bodhisattva? Nian Zhu! Let’s see how you get out of trouble, Demon Dragon! Hahaha…”

Thousands of swords roared, the purple light was hazy, and the sun had long since disappeared from the purple bamboo array.

But before Huihang's laughter ended, he suddenly saw a flash of white light, the purple light suddenly disappeared, and all the swords stopped.

Bai Chen's figure appeared.

"Bamboo is a good bamboo, but it's a pity that it's not used by humans."

Bai Chen smiled coldly, raised one hand and stretched it forward.

A huge black dragon claw appeared in the void in front of Huihang.

Huihang secretly said something bad and wanted to run away, but was surrounded by dragon claws. He felt a strong wind blowing against his face, and the space around him was torn apart by huge force, making it difficult for him to move.

Bai Chen's five fingers grasped lightly, and the dragon claw in the void suddenly closed.

Huihang screamed, and the Vajra body that had been cultivated for hundreds of years was suddenly torn apart by the dragon's claws, and then turned into nothing in the shattered void.

Bai Chen retracted his arm, and the dragon claws in the void disappeared immediately.

He waved his hand gently, and the huge purple bamboo beside him disappeared. In his hand, there was a purple bamboo root, which was shining with purple light, like a copper whip.

"This is a good thing." Bai Chen looked at the purple bamboo root and said, "It's a pity that the Buddha's mantra is engraved on it, but it's of no use to me."

He walked up to Wuhua and said, "You are a monk. This is for you."

"Give it to me?" Wuhua took the thousand-year-old purple bamboo root in astonishment, feeling that it was like a mountain weighing in his hand, and he almost couldn't bear it.

Bai Chen turned back and glanced towards the east, his gaze was deep and distant, as if he had penetrated distant time and space.

"The dragon travels to the bottom of the sea, and the tide moves to the west. After you return, you can take it to Putuo Mountain. It may be of great use."

……

The heavy fog in Mount Putuo finally cleared.

Haikong stood on the shore, looking at the vast and calm sea, frowning deeply.

The strange mirage that day soon turned into a heavy fog, and the entire island was dark.

He knew that this sudden heavy fog was not some extreme weather, but a special fog formed after the turbid air on the seabed was stirred up and poured out of the sea.

Now that the fog has dissipated, the tourists stranded on the island have already been sent back to the land, but Haikong's mood is not relaxed at all.

The cracks in hell reflect the sky; dragons walk on the bottom of the sea, stirring up the turbid air.

These two things happened at the same time.

Now Master Juezhao has entered the Purple Bamboo Forest, guarding the East China Sea earth veins with his cultivation, preventing the Netherworld Qi from continuing to gush out from the cracks in the earth veins.

The burden of guarding Putuo fell on Hai Kong's shoulders.

"Master," disciple Pingbo ran over excitedly, shouting as he ran, "the fog has dispersed! The fog has dispersed!..."

Suddenly he shut up again, because he realized that this was something that everyone could see, so there was no need to report it.

Pingbo saw Hai Kong's face looking bad.

He has been following Master for more than 20 years. Master is always cheerful, making jokes and knocking him from time to time.

But these days, Master's songs are very heavy.

"Master," Pingbo called out cautiously, "go and have a rest. There are disciples here to watch."

Hai Kong shook his head slightly: "No, how can I rest at this time?"

Ping Bo said: "The fog has dispersed and the sea is very calm. I think... everything will be fine, right?"

"Sometimes, the calmer the sea is, the stronger the undercurrents under the sea are. Danger always comes when you don't expect it."

"Uncle Master..."

Another disciple trotted over with a hint of excitement on his face.

"Uncle Master, Ms. Mei from Kowloon Island has sent a message."

"Oh, what's the news? Tell me quickly!"

"She said that all the foreign merchants on Kowloon Island have been dismissed, commercial trade has been suspended, and the protective formations on the north and south islands have been activated. The owner of the island said that he is willing to do everything he can to join forces with Mount Putuo to protect the gateway to the East China Sea. "

"Hmm..." Haikong twirled his beard and nodded slightly, "It seems that many of the rumors about the eccentric temperament of this Lu Island Master are false."

"One more thing..." the disciple gasped.

"what?"

"Ms. Mei said that Island Master Lu contacted the master, and now two Heavenly Immortals have arrived on Kowloon Island."

"What?" Haikong was shocked, "You mean Tiandu? Is it the Tiandu in Kunlun?"

The disciple nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it is that Tiandu."

Hai Kong was overjoyed: "I didn't expect that Lord Lu was a disciple of Tiandu, hahaha. No wonder the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed, and the wind and waves were calm. It turns out that the Immortal of Tiandu has arrived. This time, the East China Sea is fine!"