Wang Fugui covered his face and shrank behind Monk Zhihui, not daring to look into the water: "I don't know, I don't know, don't ask me..."
Ye Jin stretched out his hand and grabbed Wang Fugui's neck, pulling him out from behind Zhihui: "Let me see! If you don't, I'll throw you down."
"Don't! Don't..." Wang Fugui screamed in fear.
Zhihui also said: "Mr. Ye, don't be impulsive."
Ye Jin was not willing to listen to their shouting. He exerted force and pulled Wang Fugui's body sideways. Wang Fugui's legs were tightly held by Zhi Hui, while his upper body was pulled to the edge of the cliff by Ye Jin. When the three of them were at a stalemate, Zhi Xing suddenly shouted, "Stop!"
Seeing Zhixing was about to take action, I immediately took a step aside and stood in front of Zhixing.
Just as I turned around, I suddenly heard a scream from behind me. When I looked back, Wang Fugui had already fallen off the cliff.
"What's going on?" Shocked, I leaned over the cliff with Zhihui and Ye Jin at the same time.
Wang Fugui fell into the water from a height of more than ten meters and hit a rock. The scarlet blood spread behind his head, instantly dyeing the surrounding water red.
I turned around and asked, "How did he fall?"
Monk Zhixing said coldly: "You'll have to ask Mr. Ye about this."
"Bullshit!" Ye Jin was already furious, and Zhi Xing provoked him, so of course he turned hostile and said, "Why don't you go ask your bald senior brother? He has been pulling Wang Fugui's leg. If he doesn't let go, the man will fall down."
Zhixing's face darkened: "How dare you insult the monks?"
Ye Jin refused to give in and said, "I still want to beat you up!"
As the two of them were on the verge of a fight, Zhihui and I shouted at the same time: "Stop!"
Ye Jin's raised hand fell back and he took a step back. However, Zhi Xing suddenly attacked and raised his hand to chop Ye Jin's chest.
"You dare..." I roared and swung my sword towards Zhixing's back. In an instant, the three-foot-long sword whistled away like a streak of silk, and ten monks from the Prajna Temple attacked me at the same time.
"Stop! Stop! Everyone stop—" Zhihui roared and sent out his palms repeatedly, instantly blocking the attacks of most of the monks. Monk Shi also raised his stick and blocked the other masters' points.
Although Zhihui and Monk Shi fended off the attack from the monks of Prajna Temple, they gave the three of us space to fight to the death.
Ye Jin's steps were still moving backwards;
Zhixing's palm power still pursued him relentlessly;
My sword energy is still as sharp as ever.
At the moment when the three of us were about to face life and death, Ye Jin suddenly exerted force on his feet, flew into the air, and jumped off the cliff with his back to the water. Monk Zhixing still refused to give in and jumped into the air, chopping towards Ye Jin with his palms like pinwheels.
"Looking for death!" After my first strike missed, I raised my second strike instantly, splitting the blade light in the air into three parts, fanning out to slash at Zhixing's head and shoulders. If I had only wanted to save Ye Jin with the last strike, now I had already intended to kill him - Ye Jin had been forced off the cliff by Zhixing, and he was still not giving in, how could I still be polite to him
The moment I was about to press the knife towards Zhixing, Zhihui suddenly jumped off the cliff. Although he was a step later than us, he was the first to arrive and rushed to the three of us in a blink of an eye.
Without waiting for his body to fall, the other party grabbed the rosary hanging in front of him and suddenly struggled out of his body.
Under the blessing of the other party's inner strength, the one hundred and eight solid wooden beads flew across the sky like hail, hitting the three of us in an overwhelming manner.
I just turned my head slightly and found that most of the flying beads were concentrated on Zhixing's body, and only a small part flew towards me and Ye Jin.
The moment the rosary beads touched our bodies, the three of us gave up our attack at the same time and swept towards the rosary beads flying in the air.
As soon as the Qi from my knife came into contact with the rosary, the momentum from my flight off the cliff disappeared, and I fell uncontrollably into the pool. I was in mid-air with no leverage, and even if I wanted to move, I couldn't. I could only shrink my limbs to protect my vital parts and fall straight into the water.
When the cold water submerged my head, the first thing I did was to steady myself in the water.
When I drew my sword and looked around, the three people who had fallen into the water at the same time as me also took up their positions. When I swung my sword and prepared to rush towards Zhixing, I saw a stream of blood floating out from the depths of the dragon pool.
Ye Jin also kept pointing in the direction where the blood was floating, meaning for me to look over there.
I could vaguely see a figure sitting cross-legged in the water through the stirring bloodstains. That person was Wang Fugui who had just fallen.
I clearly remember that Wang Fugui started bleeding from the back of his head. He fell from such a high distance onto the rocks and hit his head. Even if he didn't die on the spot, he wouldn't be able to wake up in a short time. How could he sink into the pool
I turned to look at the two monks. Zhihui was holding down the eager Zhixing with one hand, and making a truce gesture to me with the other hand.
I hesitated for a moment before swimming towards Wang Fugui, while Ye Jin stood aside to block the two monks. Zhixing was slightly angry and was about to attack again, but was fiercely blocked by Zhihui.
Zhihui made several gestures to his junior brother, who then retreated to the side in dismay. However, Ye Jin still stood in the way of the two men, ready to draw his sword and fight them at the slightest disagreement.
I knew Ye Jin was trying to prevent a sneak attack, so I quickly swam to Wang Fugui's side. When I got close to him, I saw Wang Fugui's body leaning against a rock, sitting cross-legged at the bottom of the water like an old monk in meditation.
What I found strange was that Wang Fugui, who was sitting cross-legged, seemed to be still breathing. Every time his chest rose and fell, dark red blood would float out from his seven orifices. His face was always covered in blood.
I tried to touch Wang Fugui's body twice with the tip of the knife, but he suddenly raised his head, and a large amount of blood gushed out of his seven orifices. His face, which was originally blocked by the blood, began to become more and more blurred. But I could vaguely see something like fine scales on his face.
I was just about to push away the blood in front of my eyes to take a closer look, when two rays of light suddenly burst out from the blurry blood clot. Wang Fugui's hands shot up at the same time and rushed straight to block my throat.
As I retreated on the underwater gravel, the knife in my hand also stabbed forward. The blade that pierced through the blood was obviously blocked by something hard before it suddenly pierced into Wang Fugui's head.
The other party's hands, which had been raised, also fell to his side. When I drew out the long knife, Wang Fugui's body seemed to have lost its weight and floated lightly to the surface of the water.
But at the moment I drew my knife, I clearly saw two green fish scales floating on the tip of my knife.
I reached out and grabbed the fish scales and stuffed them into my pocket. After moving forward a few steps on the gravel, I finally saw the rock that Wang Fugui had leaned against. There was actually a dragon tablet carved on the huge rock that was three or four meters high.
The underwater stone tablet is almost identical to the Dragon Praise Tablet in Beigou Village, the only difference is that there is no inscription praising the dragon below.
I tried to push one side of the stone tablet with my hand, and found that the stone tablet was also inserted in a stone disc.
I immediately retracted my hand and stepped back one meter, made a gesture to Ye Jin who was confronting two monks in the distance, and floated to the surface first.
Not long after, Ye Jin and the other three swam to the shore one after another. Zhi Xing spoke before I could say anything, "Mr. Wu, that was Donor Wang, but you killed him! You..."
“Bullshit!” Ye Jin’s anger, which he had just suppressed, surfaced again. “Come on, come on, I’ll seal your internal energy, let you jump off the cliff, and hit your head on the rocks. Then I’ll see if you can still sit under the water and catch your breath!”
Zhixing said in a deep voice: "Since Mr. Wang is still breathing, it means he is not dead. Why did Mr. Wu kill him? Is he trying to cover up some facts?"
"Shut up!" Zhihui said angrily, "Monks don't tell lies. If you keep lying like this, where has all your previous practice gone? Apologize to Mr. Wu now!"
Zhixing said bluntly: "I shouldn't have lied, but I also can't stand what they did. As righteous sorcerers, do we have to associate with such evil people?"
"You..." When Zhihui was so angry that he was shaking all over, the monks of Prajna Temple also came down from the top of the mountain. I only glanced at the other side and was immediately furious.
Monk Shi, who didn't jump down with us just now, has fallen into the hands of the monks of Prajna Temple. Not only did they seal Monk Shi's cultivation, they also lifted him up in the air with long sticks like a wild boar.
Ye Jin and I crossed our steps at the same time and blocked Zhihui in the middle. We said coldly, "Let him go."
Zhi Hui immediately yelled, "What are you doing? How can you treat Mr. Shi like this? Let him go!"
A monk said: "He injured our fellow disciples and..."
"What else?" Zhi Hui said in an uncontrollable rage, "You want justice, right? All right! Let Mr. Shi go, and you go up and fight him one by one until he is dead! Go!"
When the monks saw that Zhihui was really angry, no one dared to say anything, but no one went to untie Monk Shi.
Zhixing said at this time: "Brother, the mission is important, but we can't confuse right and wrong. This time..."
Zhi Hui roared, "Who is the one who can't tell right from wrong? Get back here. I will be solely responsible for any problems that arise here!"
I looked at the two monks who were arguing with cold eyes: "If you want to argue, go away and argue. I only ask you one question now: will you release the people or not?"
As I spoke, I had quietly channeled my Xuanming Qi towards Luosha. If the other party dared to say "no", one of us would be killed on the spot. (To be continued)