Chapter 177 Please use my hand to help you attain salvation!
In the past few days, Xu Chunlin has been very busy, discussing the martial arts of Tai'an City and instructing others in order to accumulate connections for the future, and also to consider the future of the world in the snow.

After all, in Xu Chunlin's view, after stealing the power of the world, he will be the way of the world in the snow, so the more world heritage he has, the better.

And some people had to be killed. After all, they were grudges that had long been formed, such as Master Liu Song, Yang Taisui, Han Shengxuan and others.

The mastermind behind the White Clothes Case in the capital was the then emperor of the Zhao family, and the one who came up with the plan was Yuan Benxi, a man with a half tongue.

The main force in the assassination was Master Liu Hao, the gatekeeper of Tai'an City who was at the Great Celestial Realm; in addition, there was Han Shengxuan, a human-cat who was good at killing celestial phenomena with his fingers and could be said to be invincible under the Earthly Immortals; and Yang Taisui, the black-clothed sick tiger who had the Demon-Slaying Platform half-collapsed after being touched on the top of the head by Qi Xuanzhen.

There was even the Imperial Observatory who worked secretly. There was no reason for Xu Chunlin to let go of anyone who had besieged Wu Su back then.

Ostensibly, this murder was planned because the old emperor listened to the report from the Imperial Observatory and planned this White Clothes Case in the capital in order to cut off the Xu family's inheritance.

But in fact, it was because the Imperial Astronomical Observatory calculated that the child Wu Su was pregnant with was very likely the reincarnation of the Great Emperor Zhenwu.

The Qin Emperor, the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, was of the water virtue, while the Liyang Dynasty occupied the fire virtue. This child would definitely have an impact on the rule of the Liyang Dynasty, so the Imperial Astronomical Observatory instigated the emperor to fabricate a white-clothes case in the capital.

And the ones Wu Suhuai had in those days were the brothers Xu Chunlin and Xu Fengnian. If Xu Chunlin had not obtained a bottle of cultivation mother solution from the original master, one of Xu Chunlin and Xu Fengnian might have died. How could Xu Chunlin not avenge this premature death that happened before they were born?

Therefore, after the discussion on martial arts in Tai'an City, Xu Chunlin first killed Master Liu Song, and then released the news to attract Yang Taisui. If Han Diaosi had not been hiding in the imperial palace and refused to come out, he would probably have been the first person he would have killed.

At this time, Xu Chunlin looked at Yang Taisui with murderous eyes. With a wave of his hand, the Qi of heaven and earth was transformed into seven flying swords.

This is the sword-making method that Xu Chunlin learned secretly when he was fighting with Lu Baijie before... No, it was a method he learned accidentally. How can something like this be called stealing for a scholar?

It is obvious that he is a gentleman who is quick-witted and studious!
The seven flying swords were pure and strong, with rich sword spirit, corresponding to the spiritual light of the northern Xuanwu star. They floated up and down in Xu Chunlin's hands, emitting shocking murderous and deathly intent, and the surrounding heaven and earth energy was disordered.

There are ancient seal characters on each of them, which are: Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, Tianquan, Yuheng, Kaiyang and Yaoguang!
As the saying goes, the Southern Dipper determines life, and the Northern Dipper determines death!

It’s the name of the Big Dipper!

There are also two swords, the Star Sword and the Hidden Yuan Sword, hidden in the void and are almost undetectable.

Xu Chunlin waved his hand, and seven star flying swords shot straight towards Yang Taisui, with an explosion that tore through the air.

"Return to the clan!"

The old monk in black smiled, uttered two words, raised one hand on his chest, and with one sleeve, rolled up the seven flying swords into his sleeve in one go.

The long sleeves billowed up like drums, but the flying swords were incredibly sharp. In an instant, they cut through the black sleeves and flew out. The Tianshu Sword among the seven flying swords pierced towards Yang Taisui's forehead.

The old monk raised his hand and clapped it against Tianshu. His body seemed to be moving slowly, but this palm managed to stick to five flying swords including Tianshu in mid-air.

The other two swords hit the old monk's back one after another, but the cassock was like ripples caused by a stone thrown into a lake. Kaiyang Yaoguang's swords failed and fell to Yang Taisui's hand, which held the two swords between his five fingers.

All seven swords are in the old monk's sleeves and hands.

Yang Taisui looked at the motionless young man with some fear, and said softly: "Sir, can you please leave now?"

Xu Chunlin curled the corner of his mouth. It seemed that he was not very proficient in using this sword-making method for the first time. However, his trial practice seemed to make Yang Taisui mistakenly believe that this was his only means.

"It's still early, you're not dead yet!"

Xu Chunlin stretched out his hand in the shape of a sword and recalled the Seven Swords of Stars in the air in front of him.

The seven swords were firmly held by the black-robed old monk, but after a moment, they seemed to dissipate in his hands like bubbles, and the energy of heaven and earth condensed again in the air, transforming into the shape of seven swords. Yang Taisui exclaimed, muttering to himself: "I didn't expect that this sword weapon was just made by the donor casually, but I underestimated it!"

This time, Xu Chunlin personally controlled the seven flying swords, which were even more powerful and directly broke the Sumeru Mustard Seed Sleeves of the old monk in black.

But the moment Yang Taisui's sleeves were torn, he stretched out his hands to grab the seven swords, and with a slight flip of his palms, as if turning the world upside down, the seven star flying swords had to spin rapidly within two feet of his palms.

Even though the seven flying swords were as powerful as rainbows, he was still unable to escape for the time being. However, the monk's cassock was also torn by the flying swords, and strands of it floated in the air.

Yang Taisui flipped his palm again, and the distance of the flying swords shrank from two feet to one and a half feet. After flipping it several times, he had bound the seven flying swords so tightly that they were almost motionless.

The old monk in black used the great magical power of Buddhism to imprison the seven flying swords. It seemed a nonchalant act, but in fact it was not as leisurely and comfortable as it seemed on the surface. The flying swords made a hissing sound, like thunder and lightning in the sky.

At this moment, there was murderous intent in his palms, and the veins on his arms exposed from the torn sleeves were bulging, which showed that Yang Taisui was not actually at ease.

But the old monk in black still looked calm and said, "What do you think? Do you want to continue fighting?"

"hehe!"

Xu Chunlin chuckled, clapped his hands and praised: "As expected of a former celestial realm, you do have some talent, but I haven't done much yet. Have you tried your best?"

A few beads of cold sweat the size of beans dripped down the forehead of the old monk in black. The seven flying swords in his hands were running around like fish, and the sword energy that burst out was becoming more and more uncontrollable.

At this time, Yang Taisui's palms were already covered with dense bloody sword marks, but he still spoke stubbornly.

"I still have some strength left. I don't think I am your opponent, and I have never had any karma with you. I just hope you can put down your butcher knife, and I will become a Buddha right now. Don't commit the sin of killing again."

"Haha, cause and effect?"

"You, a monk, are telling me about cause and effect?"

Xu Chunlin sneered and said in a cold voice: "You Buddhist saints are closed in the mountains, afraid of cause and effect, afraid of karma. Once you are contaminated, it's like a seed thrown into a stone wall. Sooner or later, it will break through the cliff."

"Although you, Yang Taisui, have shaved your head and put on a monk's robe, you are still a legalist at heart, and you practice the art of maneuvering. If you become a Buddha's head, that would be a huge joke."

Yang Taisui smiled and said, "I really can't become a Buddha, nor can I attain the fruit of a Bodhisattva. I have committed too many sins in this life. I can only atone for them in the next life!"

Yang Taisui was about to speak, but Xu Chunlin waved his hand and said, "You Buddhists believe in following fate, karma and reincarnation. Cultivate virtue in this life and you will be rewarded in the next life."

"How should I deal with people who slander me, deceive me, insult me, laugh at me, look down on me, despise me, hate me, and cheat me?"

"The Buddha might say: Just tolerate him, let him be, leave him alone, avoid him, endure him, respect him, ignore him, and wait a few years and see what happens to him."

"But I am from the Taoist sect, I don't follow that."

"We usually take revenge on the spot!"

"If it were Confucianism, it would be: A vengeance of ten generations can still be avenged!"

"Your hands are covered in dirt and blood, and I'm sure your life in this world must be painful. Why don't you lend me your hand to help you escape and be liberated?"

(End of this chapter)