Chapter 306 - Be One with the World

The man in green stared at Huangji Fo as he said, "I'm only here to learn, and I have no ulterior intention. Fellow Daoist Huangji , your reputation precedes you; to think that you are too cowardly to engage in a battle against me!"

Huangji Fo smiled. "Saintess, please leave for now. I shall test our fellow Daoist's skills out."

The Saintess' clothes rustled as she bowed, and she walked out of the hall gracefully. Only the man in green and Huangji Fo was left in the Buddhist hall.

She could tell that the man in green was mysteriously powerful. Though, he definitely was not as scary as the male Daoist who looked like a teenager back at the restaurant.

She had high confidence in the Buddhist Master, and she was not worried that he might face any disadvantage in the battle.

The smoke rose up as straight as sword and it did not shift into other shapes. It showed how eerily quiet the hall was right now – there was not even a hint of breeze.

"Fellow Daoist, you may show your weapon now. You can also use any technique that you desire," Huangji Fo spoke. He only said this because he was unsure of the man in green's background. He wanted to take advantage of his powerful Dharma and to observe the situation before making a move. Dealing with changes by being static, that was his strategy.

The man in green remained calm, and he smiled. "I have learned swordcraft, but I have stopped after seeing a certain person's swordcraft. I knew I could never reach his state of attainment. I have also learned about Talisman in order to be one with everything. However, a friend of mine improved so quickly that he could create a move merely with his thoughts. I knew that I could never surpass this. It seemed that it was hard to be outrageously good at something, which was why I decided to focus on one martial exercise without caring about everything else. It has been ten years now, and I have not fought anyone until today. I do not know how to use any weapons," the man in green replied.

Huangji Fo did not bother to listen to what he was saying. He was too busy trying to lock him down with his spiritual sense. However, the Qi circulating him was akin to smoke; it could be seen, but could not be felt.

When one was about to feel it with one's touch, there was nothing to be felt.

Luo Order contained the essence of both Buddhism and Daoism, and it was clear that this person was capable of great techniques. He had created a resonance with the heaven and earth through his Daoist's techniques, and there were no hints or marks left behind by his Qi dynamic. Hence, there was nothing for Huangji Fo to grasp on at all.

He could not help but be impressed with that person's ability to remain static. If he chose not to strike for three days and three nights, Huangji Fo would have to stay here with him for three days and three nights. Moreover, he had a lot of important tasks to take care of lately, and time was of the essence to him.

He made up his mind and laughed. "Fellow Daoist, since you are not in the habit of using weapons, how about I start this off with my fists and feet? I shall stop at the limit, so it wouldn't hamper our harmonious relationship. What do you think about this arrangement?" He said.

His giant body was like a pile of meaty hills, and the moment he opened his mouth, he reminded one of the Maitreya Buddha. It was hard to harbor any hostile feelings towards him. However, those who were familiar with Huangji Fo would tell you that he was a Laughing Buddha – the happier he was, the harsher and the crueler he would be.

Back then, he was laughing happily as he smashed his Junior Apprentice-Brother, Hong Yangzi into a pool of mashed meat.

"Fellow Daoist Huangji , why bother with the idle chit-chat? Just come at me with your techniques," the man in green smiled as he spoke.

He seemed so calm and collected, it was unsure if it was out of his capabilities or merely out of his nature.

Huangji Fo was not about to be careless. He sang his Buddhist chants, and his body of a pile of meaty hills started to disappear. This happened because of the high speed he was moving at; this was merely his remaining shadow that had not disappeared yet.

A punch that was akin to the roar of dragons and tigers had gathered the breeze, and the hall was lit up with golden light. A dragon was birthed out of the sky.

The 'Huangji Shocking Technique' that he was cultivating could not rival the King Kong Strength, but it was still a great mystical art that trained the body. At the pinnacle of cultivation, it would give immeasurable strength.

His punch had sent the dragon, that was the manifestation of his mana, flying at the man in green.

The man in green's gaze darted around casually and saw a dragon charging at him, as though it was trying to crush him into pieces. However, he seemed too calm – it was as though he was not bothered by the potentially catastrophic consequences that followed this powerful move at all.

The detachment and calmness of a Daoist were portrayed perfectly here.

The dragon roared and the sky vibrated in response. The airspace seemed as though it was about to collapse, and the temple shook slightly. The smoke that flowed upright was disturbed.

The Qi strength of the dragon was overwhelming and it was ready to crush the man in green. There was no chance of escaping.

Despite his initial promise to stop at a suitable point, Huangji Fo did not plan to stop at all.

At this moment, the man in green pointed his finger. He seemed casual and detached from the mortal world. Immediately, he drew the abstruse mark of Dao in the air.

Huangji Fo got worried. He knew what he had just seen. The abstruse track drawn by his opponent affected the Dao, and it was more like the work of celestials rather than that of common cultivators.

He was unsure about the mechanism behind this; to think that it had caused vibrations in the air! Divine lights shone ahead, and the power of the dragon was blocked out by it.

The sky was hazy, and the golden ray emitting from the dragon dulled down. This was not Huangji Fo had expected.

"Neat. Now, watch out for my Eight Dragons," Huangji Fo laughed cheerily.

He stepped on the ground and the entire hall cracked into two. He formed a gesture with his hands, and the pressure increased tremendously.

The man in green's long hair danced in the air despite that there was no breeze. It was swept towards the back. He had a heavy expression. Out of a sudden, the area ahead was lit up with golden rays, and eight dragons had appeared and were dancing in the air.

He rapidly drew the tracks in the air, and the tracks were overlapping with each other. The divine light was overwhelming.

The eight dragons danced together as they were determined to bring the man in green down.

However, the man in green drew the mysterious track repeatedly, and the divine light protected him from the wrath of the eight dragons.

It seemed that the track contained the ingenious of Daoism, and enabled him to be one with the Dao. He was able to tap into the greatness of Dao and to resist against Huangji Fo's eight dragons.

The green rocks surrounding him cracked, and they bounced around aimlessly. Unable to resist the absolute pressure exerted on them, they turned into dust.

In the end, it was the man in green who could not resist the pressure exerted by Huangji Fo, he flew out of the hall.

Huangji Fo was stunted, and it seemed like he sensed something. "You thief! How dare you mask your true intention and kidnapped someone right under my lids," he roared.

The Saintess who was outside the hall saw two men in green. One of them brought a nun in white with him. He had turned into a gust of fresh air and returned back into the body of the man in green.

Immediately, both of them transformed into a rush of light and flashed towards the clouds.

She knew that something was wrong and immediately chased after them.

Huangji Fo headed outside of the hall with just one step and saw the chase between the lights. He shrunk his body and returned to the normal human form. With a stomp on the ground, the ground collapsed immediately.

He shot towards the sky like a flying arrow. Within moments, he was airborne and was chasing after the light.

After passing countless mountains and rivers, he saw that there was a pagoda at the waist of the mountain ahead. His Saintess was outside of the pagoda too.

His gaze was cold, and he flew towards there immediately. Within two breaths, he landed at the pagoda.

"The only way to be wise is to be one with the world, rid oneself of meaningless insistence, and do not be obsessed with any perspective or opinion," a voice spoke. A teenager dressed in Daoist attire sat within the pagoda.