Infinite true path

Jiange returned to its peaceful life as before, and Huan Yin still worked hard to persevere in his practice, regardless of whether it was useful or not.

Except for Wen Yu who would come to visit the master and apprentice from time to time, no one usually came to Jiange. In the eyes of the sect, the sword pavilion was already in ruins and was useless. In the eyes of most of his classmates, Jiange was just two losers, nothing more than something to talk about in their spare time and an object of ridicule when they were bored.

Master and disciple Huan Yin are also used to this kind of life. The most important thing is that they know what they are doing and what they want to get, and that is enough.

One day, Duan Yun asked Huan to go to the forest inside the mountain gate to find some silk grass for him. This silk grass is soft but strong, and the sword can cut continuously. It must be dug out from the soil by uprooting it. It is an excellent material for casting soft swords. It is rare and can only be found in the fairyland where spiritual energy is abundant. .

Huan Yin heard that the master wanted to make a soft sword, and he was very curious. He took a bag and a small hoe and went out excitedly.

Huan Yin kept searching along the road down the mountain, but there was no trace of silk grass. From time to time, several fellow disciples would pass by him, some pointing, and some laughing directly.

"Hey, isn't this the top disciple of the inner sect of Jiange? He is the loser who has not cultivated for more than half a year." An outer disciple said sarcastically when he saw Huan Yin passing by.

"Trash has to be raised by trash. Who asked him to find a good master? Although he is also a trash, he has a high status." Another outer disciple also followed suit.

It was obvious that these outer disciples were jealous of the treatment and status of the inner disciples of Huan Yin. Huan Yin was a little angry. These people said that it didn't matter to him, but they shouldn't talk about his master.

In the end, Huan Yin walked away silently. The master said that you must use actions to prove to these people that there is no use in getting angry.

Huan Yin went all the way down to the forest at the foot of the mountain, but found no silk grass. Suddenly, he saw a cold pool in the north direction from a distance. The white cold air floated from the pool water, which was a bit fairy-like. Huan Yin had been here before and didn't remember that there was a cold pool here. He was very surprised. Could it be that he was lost? He leaned toward the cold pool out of curiosity.

"Bitch, you are blessed to serve me for eight lifetimes, don't be shameless." Suddenly, a voice came from the edge of the pool.

Huan Yin followed the sound and leaned over, only to see three male disciples of our sect beside the cold pool. They were all fifteen or sixteen years old and wearing the robes of inner disciples. The leader Huan Yin recognized was the disciple of Taiyin Master who bullied his master and apprentice at the entrance of the sect's main hall that day. His name was Chen Chuan. He was a well-known little overlord in the sect. He often relied on his master's influence in The status in the sect bullies the disciples within the sect. There was a female disciple lying on the ground in front of Chen Chuan and the others. She was also about fifteen or sixteen years old. Judging from her clothes, she was an outer disciple. She was somewhat pretty, but her face was full of tears.

"Chen, Senior Brother Chen, I, I can't, don't do this." The female disciple on the ground choked with sobs.

"No? Then she's a virgin? Haha, I don't know how to like it. Come on, I'll teach you, hahaha." Chen Chuan obviously wanted to do something obscene to the female disciple of the outer sect.

"Chen, Senior Brother Chen, please, I'm willing to do anything else. Please don't do this." The female disciple begged again.

"Humph, since you don't want to, then I don't mind using something strong, maybe it will have a different taste." Chen Chuan said with a lustful look on his face, staring straight at the female disciple.

"You really don't know how to flatter me. Just do whatever Senior Brother Chen asks you to do. If you make Senior Brother Chen happy, it's not impossible to get you the status of an inner disciple." A male disciple next to Chen Chuan continued. arrive.

However, the female disciple did not answer any more and just cried. Seeing that she had no intention of obeying, Chen Chuan had a look of impatience on his face. He stepped forward and grabbed her hand, pulled her up, and said: "If you don't drink a toast, you will be punished with a drink." After saying that, he stretched out his hand and pulled her up. Go and pull the clothes off that female disciple.

"Stop!" Huan Yin stood up from the nearby woods and shouted loudly. Although this matter had nothing to do with him, he really couldn't do it to let him watch the woman being humiliated like this in front of him.

Chen Chuan was startled by the sudden sound, stopped his movements, and looked towards Huan Yin. He was a little angry when he saw that Huan Yin was alone. He said fiercely: "Damn it, who do I think it is? It turns out to be you, a loser. I am here to have fun, it is none of your business, get out of here!"

The female disciple who was being pulled by Chen Chuan also heard Huan Yin's shout. She looked over with hope, and when she saw it was Huan Yin, she lowered her head.

"Chen Chuan, bullying a woman is nothing, let her go!" Huan Yin glared at Chen Chuan.

"Trash, are you out of your mind? Do you think you can do anything to me? It's too late to get out now, otherwise when I run out of patience, do you think I will still care about you in this no-man's land? Are we friends?" Chen Chuan couldn't bear to have his good things interrupted.

"Come at me if you can!" Huan Yin's anger surged upwards, showing no fear at all.

When Chen Chuan heard Huan Yin talking like this, he immediately lost his patience, threw his luck in his hand, and shot a small knife towards Huan Yin. Although it was just an ordinary knife, when it came from the monk's hand, Huan Yin could not dodge it. His left shoulder was instantly stabbed by the knife, and blood flowed out, dyeing it bright red.

Huan Yin was stabbed in the shoulder, but the expression on his face did not change at all. He gritted his teeth and still stood in the field, not retreating an inch.

"Humph, you loser wants to imitate others in acting like a hero saving a beauty, and is looking for death." A disciple next to Chen Chuan became a little irritated when he saw that Huan Yin's momentum was not diminishing. He changed the techniques in his hand, and then hit a strong wind on Huan Yin's right shoulder. It was the strong wind technique.

Huan Yin's mortal body was unable to resist at all. A bloody hole was made on his right shoulder by this spell, and blood gurgled out. Others were also knocked to the ground by the force of the strong wind spell.

The three of them laughed when they saw Huan Yin's miserable state. Chen Chuan said again: "Trash is trash. He doesn't even know his own worth and still shows off his strength. It's really funny." Then, he turned around and looked at himself with a fierce look on his face. The female disciple who was pulling him said: "Wang Yan, could it be that you have something to do with this loser? He actually protects you like this."

When the female disciple named Wang Yan saw Chen Chuan looking like he wanted to eat someone, she was so frightened that she stopped crying and shook her head. Then, she seemed to have thought of something, and yelled at Huan Yin: "Trash, you have to take care of my affairs with Senior Brother Chen. Do you want to kill me?"

Huan Yin fell to the ground, seriously injured. He was relying on his righteousness and passion to support himself, but suddenly he was stunned when he heard the woman he wanted to save speaking like this.

"Why is this happening? Why am I being so humiliated? I'm so weak. How can I pretend to be a hero? I'm a joke, trash... trash... trash!" Huan Yin was in a state of confusion, as if possessed by a demon. He no longer cares about his master's teachings, his father's expectations, or his pursuit of life. He suddenly raised his head, staring blankly at Chen Chuan.

Chen Chuan was startled when he saw Huan Yin's eyes. He said viciously: "Trash, this bitch said you were nosy, why don't you get out?"

The next moment, Huan Yin pulled out the knife on his shoulder and rushed towards Chen Chuan. His heart went blank, only instinct remained, and he killed like crazy.

At this moment, Huan Yin was covered in blood and his eyes were empty, like an evil ghost. Chen Chuan was shocked by Huan Yin's appearance. He hurriedly dodged the rushing Huan Yin. He made a series of hand seals and used the gravity technique to push out a strong force on Huan Yin's back.

Chen Chuan and others were originally standing by the cold pool. Huan Yu rushed towards him but was dodged by Chen Chuan. He received a strong push from behind and was knocked directly into the pool.

A biting chill swept through his whole body, like a pain like thousands of needles pricking him. Huan Yin was aroused by the pool of water, and most of the nameless fire in his chest was extinguished, and his mind became much clearer. He thought helplessly: "This is how it will be in this life. I don't know if it's good or bad. I just failed to live up to the teachings and training of my father and master. In the next life, if there really is an afterlife, I hope my luck will be a little better. Even if You still have no qualifications, so don’t be short of soul. In the next life, you must cultivate yourself to become an immortal, and you must not be bullied by anyone.”

The next moment, Huan Yin's limbs gradually became numb, and even his injured shoulder could no longer feel the pain. The faces of his father, master, sister Jiujiu and Wuyou appeared one by one in front of his eyes. He silently said sorry to them in his heart, and then let himself sink to the bottom of the water.

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"Heaven's way is boundless." Suddenly, a voice sounded in Huan Yin's mind. He remembered that he was knocked out of the cold pool and passed out in the water. How could there be any sound? He felt his body, but he didn't feel like he was in the water. He must be dead, and now he must be a lonely ghost on the legendary road to the underworld. He wanted to open his eyes and take a look, but he couldn't do it.

"My name is Infinite Venerable. I was introduced to the Tao at the age of eight and started the path of seeking the Tao. It took me more than three thousand years to go up to heaven and earth, asking about the three realms, and finally I saw the door of the true Tao. I just sighed that I was wandering in front of the door and stopped. This means that I have not yet attained the Dao. I have summarized what I have learned throughout my life and have written the "Infinite True Sutra" for posterity. I only hope that future generations will understand my true meaning, inherit my legacy, and realize the Dao on my behalf." The voice just now entered Huan again. Because in the brain.

Before Huan Yin could react, four golden characters lit up in Huan Yin's heart. It was a strange feeling. Even though I couldn't open my eyes, I actually saw the "Infinite Sutra".

Under those four words, densely packed golden small letters gradually appeared:

General outline - the one who measures is the ultimate. The immeasurable is the infinite. With immeasurable heart, immeasurable fate, immeasurable soul, immeasurable soul, one can achieve immeasurable Tao.

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The first volume, "Infinite Soul Sutra". Condensing immeasurable energy, gathering immeasurable strength, refining immeasurable essence, transforming immeasurable heroes, you can expect immeasurable soul...

"The Infinite Sutra" appears and the climax is approaching! I wish you a nice weekend!