Volume 3: The disputes in Mingzhou City are gone, and it is difficult to carve a rotten wood for a hundred years Chapter 242: If you break someone else's things, you should leave quickly
The Minjiang River, which had been relatively calm, suddenly became turbulent.
To ordinary people, it was a natural anomaly, the appearance of the Buddha, with a huge golden Buddha figure sitting cross-legged between the sky and the river, breaking the clouds in the sky and overwhelming the river surface.
The boats, which were blown here and there by the strong wind, tried to leave in a panic, but several of them were too late to leave and were directly broken by the Buddha, turning into pieces of wood floating on the river. The people who fell into the water were either stunned, panicked, or trembling. In short, no one could explain what was happening before their eyes.
As for the warriors, they were even more terrified. Their martial arts skills did not give them any confidence. Because the internal energy entangled with the Buddha was too huge and vast, so vast that almost the entire river was filled with turbulent internal energy. Moreover, this internal energy was so strong that even a little bit of it was enough to make their legs tremble.
They had never felt such a powerful internal energy before, so when they looked at the golden Buddha, they felt as if a mountain was pressing down on them, making them unable to move. This naturally included Heng Liancheng, the leader of the Sishui Gang. Even though he was already a famous master, he still had no intention . In fact, his feelings might be even deeper than those of ordinary warriors.
Because of his cultivation, he could see the Buddha's appearance clearly, and could also feel the Buddha's aura more clearly. It was not the compassion of saving all living beings, but the murderous aura like a surging blood wave.
The Buddha's eyes were wide open, and the internal energy he constructed carried a faint golden light, but this golden light seemed to also carry a hint of blood.
The monk below him seemed to be walking slowly, but in the blink of an eye he had already stepped over the waves on the river bank and reached the center of the river.
"Please make way for me and don't block my way."
Looking at the long boat parked in front of him not far away, the old monk smiled and waved his hand gently.
The next moment, Buddha raised his palm and smashed it heavily on the long boat where Heng Liancheng was.
Heng Liancheng wanted to remind his left and right to get out of the way quickly, but as he looked at the powerful hand falling down, he couldn't utter a word. His whole body was stiff and he couldn't even move.
Heng Liancheng thought he was going to die, but at this moment, the river water suddenly stopped.
It was not a disconnect from the left bank to the right bank, but a disconnect in the middle, as if something passed by at an indescribable speed and tore the river apart.
By the time Heng Liancheng reacted, the Buddha's palm had already passed the long boat and hit his side.
"Dang!" A huge sound of metal clashing was heard, making people on both sides of the river feel their ears tremble.
The world seemed to have lost all sound, leaving only the Buddha and a figure rushing above the Buddha.
In the river water that had not yet reunited, in the splashing water and sky that merged into one, people who were closer could clearly see the man's appearance.
He was a man from the martial arts world wearing a green robe, holding a dark blue iron sword in his hand. His expression was not clear, but he seemed to be extremely cold and indifferent, with a gaze as empty and dead as that .
On the other side, Heng Liancheng saw the man's appearance clearly. He knew him because he had fought with him before. However, the appearance of the man in front of him was so different from his memory that he didn't even dare to confirm it for a while.
That is, Li Si?
"Boom!" After a pause, a hurricane-like force swept outward from the Buddha. In an instant, huge waves piled up and the wind roared. The people who had fallen into the river, and even the long boats of Hengliancheng, were hit by the waves and thrown to both sides.
In the blink of an eye, only Li Si and the old monk were left in the river.
"Si'er, what are you doing here?" The old monk asked slowly, smiling at Li Si through the shadow of the golden Buddha.
"Let's fight to the death." Li Si answered calmly. A dim light disappeared from the rotten wooden sword, breaking through some of the internal energy of the golden Buddha. It was like leaving a hole on the Buddha made of internal energy and pierced into the Buddha's palm.
The next moment, the Buddha roared and clapped his hands, and Li Si's figure disappeared on the river.
The old monk's eyes were even more fascinated, because Li Si's lightness skill was one point faster than when he fought with him that day.
Did you hold back before?
Thinking silently, the old monk turned around and blocked Li Si's sword attack. Obviously, the fight between the two had already begun.
For the people living by the river, it was hard for them to imagine that the scene in the river at that moment was actually caused by a fight between two people from the martial arts world.
But they had no choice but to believe it, because everything was happening before their eyes.
The Buddha roared, sitting cross-legged on the river and striking out with his palms one after another. His terrifying internal energy pushed the river water away, splashing it and scattering it into the sky. The figure holding a long sword was flashing and running on the river. In the waves, it seemed as if it had turned into a human figure, surrounding the Buddha, leaving one cut after another on his body, and approaching the monk figure in the golden Buddha body inch by inch.
The old monk standing on the river looked at Li Si who was pressing him step by step, sighed slightly, and then spoke slowly while holding the seal.
"Unfortunately, Monk, I don't want to get tangled with you just yet."
As he spoke, the golden Buddha's movements suddenly stopped, and Li Si was slightly distracted by this sudden change.
Then in the next moment, the golden Buddha's body suddenly exploded, turning into a huge airflow mixed with countless internal energy and hit Li Si's body.
The river water broke open again. Li Si groaned and was carried by the air current towards the shore, where he broke a long boat and fell into the crowd on the shore.
At the same time, the rotten wood sword in his hand also flew out of his hand and shot towards the old monk under the control of his internal energy. Unfortunately, the old monk dodged the sword in the end, leaving only a shallow blood mark on the old monk's face before it fell into the river.
The old monk looked back at Li Si, then took a step forward and disappeared into the river.
By the time Li Si stood up and pushed the crowd away, he could no longer be found.
Walking back to the river with a calm face, Li Si raised his hand and grabbed. Amidst everyone's incredulous gazes, the rotten wooden sword that had sunk to the bottom of the water flew out again and returned to his hand.
Li Si put the rotten wooden sword back into its scabbard and looked around. Seeing the still horrified eyes of the people on both sides of the river, he was silent for a moment and prepared to turn around and leave.
But at this moment, Heng Liancheng, who was standing on the boat on the shore, suddenly shouted.
"Senior Li, where are you going..."
Li Si glanced at him sideways, and finally opened his tightly closed mouth and answered indifferently.
"Destroy demons and monsters."
After saying this, he disappeared on the river without caring whether Heng Liancheng heard it clearly or not.
All that was left was a river of muddy tidal water and some broken pieces of floating oars.
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In September of that year, a monk came to Jianghu and traveled westward.
