Despite being disliked by the heavens and the earth, and the aversion constantly affecting his mind, Ma Yu has at least practiced the Shangqing Immortal Method for over a thousand years, so he still possesses a basic level of vigilance.
He threw the corpse of the Dragon King of Jinghe to the side, took refuge in the shadows, and stared at the old bear like a venomous snake.
After taking a sip, two, three, he drank more than ten sips. The old bear belched and his fat face turned red, full of satisfaction. Under Ma Yuan's somewhat contemptuous eyes, he scratched his feet for a while, smelled them, and then took off his hat. Leaning against a rock with its round body, the bear snored loudly.
After waiting for a full meal's time, Ma Yuan could no longer suppress the fury in his heart. He suddenly emerged from the shadows, drew his sword, and struck at once.
"You monkey son, you finally emerged!" The old bear's drunkenness disappeared from his face. He extended his short legs, and with his left foot, he picked up the bamboo hat next to him. The hat spun two circles before flying off and landing on the top of his head.
The old bear was fat but surprisingly agile. He swung his long staff down with a whistling force toward Ma Yuan.
Ma Yuan blocked with his long sword, but he was vastly outmatched in strength. His sword was pressed against his collarbone, and blood flowed down his chest, making it difficult for him to pull the sword out.
The old bear saw an opportunity and bent down to shift his position, using his long staff to strike straight at Ma Yuan's chest. Then, he shook his wrist, lifting the evil path directly in an instant.
Ma Yuan roared in fury, and the bone hand at the back of his head, which looked like a deformed child, suddenly swelled to a length of one zhang.
The old bear was startled. What kind of move is this?
The bone claws rushed at him face-to-face, quick and fierce, accompanied by a succession of stench. He fell to the side and rolled on the ground in a panic. The bone claws carved four deep scratches on his back armor, making this armor from the Dragon King of Dongting worthless.
The old bear was somewhat annoyed. Although he hadn't practiced black and white divine light, he had accidentally mastered black and white divine eyes. A layer of white light rose from his dark circles, freezing the bone claws that were previously too fast to see a trace. Without any hesitation, he picked up the long staff and slammed it down on the wrist of the bone claws.
One was a segment of hand bone left behind by an ancient immortal, and the other was a branch of the prehistoric five-needle pine. Neither was made of metal, and their collision produced a muffled sound that was dizzying. The old bear's forceful strike nearly injured his thumb, and the blow to the bone claws also caused Ma Yuan to feel an intense pain in the back of his head.
Both parties felt very angry and fought fiercely again in a heap.
The old bear, relying on his strength, turned his body, drew his long staff, and heavily hit Ma Yuan's back of the head, attacking where the enemy must defend.
Ma Yuan sidestepped to avoid the blow, and the bone claws reached out to grab the old bear's ankle. The old bear quickly leaped into the air, and Ma Yuan took advantage of this to stab backwards with a sword towards the old bear's chest. The old bear used his long staff to press down on Ma Yuan's bone claws, flipped over in mid-air like a panda, and deflected the fatal stab.
After exchanging over thirty moves, the old bear's martial arts were extremely refined, while Ma Yuan's were not. However, the bone claws' attacks were very strange, as if there was another consciousness hidden within them. The old bear seemed to be fighting against two opponents at once.
He continued to fight for more than ten moves, and seeing that he could not defeat the fierce Taoist, the old bear turned around, held the long staff upside down, and ran away.
"You fatso, where are you running to!" Driven by his fury, Ma Yuan forgot all about caution and care, and kept on pursuing with all his might.
They ran side by side, coming to a mountain depression. The old bear ran ahead two steps and darted into a dense forest. When Ma Yuan caught up, he found that the agile fat man had disappeared.
The sky was suddenly enveloped by red clouds, and the ground became rugged and difficult to navigate. Suddenly, the surroundings became vast and empty, as if in the vast world, only he remained.
The phoenix raised a red banner at the center of the earth-consuming formation. The grand formation of the ten immortals was extremely complex in its layout, but the operation was absolutely foolproof, lacking any skill. As the red banner swayed, the entire formation followed suit and began to operate.
The sky was filled with dense clouds, and lightning flashed and thunder rumbled. The earth split open, and geysers of fire sprang forth. Mountains were collapsing in an instant. Ma Yuan's bone claws were helpless against this vast terrain, and he could only curse the heavens while retreating in a sorry state, searching for a way to survive.
"The power is still lacking." The phoenix controlled the Earth-Consuming Array to pursue and encircle Ma Yuan. The array map that Deng Chanyu had just completed was ultimately lacking, missing the ferocity of the Ten Immortals, and its killing effect was inferior to that of the original Earth-Consuming Array in space-time. However, in her opinion, Ma Yuan would not survive in the Earth-Consuming Array, and death was just a matter of time.
The Western Pure Land.
The reception saint in the Two Sages devoted himself to cultivation, and his determination in his path was still above Nüwa, Yuanshi, and others, only behind Laozi.
The other Santani, Quanti, had completely abandoned cultivation and focused solely on the affairs of the church.
At this moment, the Saint Jieyin was still cultivating his own path, while the Saint Zunqi looked to the east and said, "Brother Sants, Sister Nüwa, I see that Ma Yuan's name is not on the Shensheng List. This young man seems to have a connection with our western great sect. May I ask if all of you brothers and sisters could do me a favor?"
The Taiqing Laozi still didn't care about anything, but Ma Yuan? And did it have anything to do with me?
Yuan Shihou glanced at the mortal world and then only remained in contempt. What's this? How filthy is it to such an extent? Such evil demons can become immortals?
He was extremely dissatisfied, but the main person hadn't spoken, so he didn't want to seem too impetuous.
Tōngtian Jiaohotei furrowed his brow, this Ma Yuan was his disciple? He had no impression of him.
One Ma Yuan was not important, but he opened a gap for the Western Sect to spread across the Eastern Sect. In the future, if the two Western Saints see any disciples on our side and ask to take them away, I will have to argue with them every time. It's really tiring.
He also wanted to shift the blame and asked, "What is your opinion, Sister Nuwa?"
Nüwa pondered for a moment and asked Zunqi, "This Ma Yuan is full of malevolent energy and is almost a demon. He is not one of our Taoist disciples. Are you sure you want to bring him into the church?"
Nüwa's stance has always been neutral. I don't establish a large sect, and the fate of your sects' wars has nothing to do with me.
She discussed the matter at hand and felt that bringing someone with such a strong demonic nature as Ma Yuan into the Western sect would not be harming the sect's disciples?
Zunqi laughed twice and said, "Thank you for the reminder, Sister Nuwa. But I think that a gem needs polishing to become a precious gem. To achieve the great path, there must be some exercises. The junior brother is not smart or profound, and he thinks of letting the disciples in the school be more vigilant and motivated by punishment. I believe that the seniors can understand the junior brother's good intentions."
With that said, Nuwa no longer opposed it.
It seems that Zunqi wants to raise a demon head in his own great sect and use it to spur on his disciples.
The Taoist school is currently in an absolute domination state over the demonic sect. Even a mere Ma Yuan cannot cause any significant waves. If there were any fluctuations, it would be the business of the Western Sect, and it would not involve Nuwa.
