I, the transmigrated villain, please wait, gentle master.

Chapter 186 Observing from the Sidelines and Discussing Cause and Effect (5)

Turning around, I saw it was true.

In this round, Xue Rendong encountered a very formidable opponent.

How could the leader of Penglai Continent not be powerful?

How can you manage a group of arrogant and unruly subordinates if you're not capable?!

Li Tingyun's expression turned slightly serious.

Looking up, I saw two figures locked in combat in mid-air, having exchanged blows dozens of times in the blink of an eye.

Surprisingly, the sect leader was a bald monk.

His head was gleaming white, his beard and eyebrows were all white, and his face was as calm as a still lake.

An old abbot who seems easy to bully is actually a ruthless man who "saves all living beings." With a "Amitabha," he kills one person; with a "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless," he takes down two.

He wielded his staff with more ferocity than a mace, and each bead of his Buddhist prayer beads was a deadly weapon. He used force to deliver the dead, and believed that all beings were equal.

The old monk and Xue Rendong engaged in a fierce battle in the air. The old monk could easily withstand hundreds of moves from him. Xue Rendong noticed a flaw in the old monk's movements and raised his heavy halberd to strike with all his might. However, he ended up falling right into the old monk's trap. It turned out to be a trap, and the old monk had deliberately shown him a weakness!

The heavy iron halberd in his hand slipped from his grasp, spinning like a meteor, zigzagging the winding mountain road, and plummeting to the ground from the sky.

It hurtled straight at Li Tingyun's face!

Xue Rendong moved with lightning speed, chasing after the "stars" and the moon in a great hurry, leaving a shimmering fish tail trailing afterimages.

The halberd handle grazed his fingers and fell rapidly.

Just one step away, we'd be there.

Seeing that he hadn't managed to grab anything, Xue Rendong immediately flipped in mid-air, creating a water barrier to face the enemy head-on!

The old monk had already seized the opportunity. As he turned around, he thrust out five fingers, and a huge, golden Buddha palm cleaved down, as if the Buddha were to turn his hand and press down on the Five Finger Mountain. If one were struck, one would be crippled even if not killed.

He's got some skills.

Li Tingyun chuckled, flicked his sleeve, and the out-of-control iron halberd that was inches away from him and plummeting thousands of feet suddenly stopped, turned around on the spot, and shot out like an arrow, straight into the sky!

The halberd tip grazed the merman's scales and flew past so quickly that it was too fast to see the shimmering golden inscriptions on the halberd.

Xue Rendong was greatly alarmed.

The Xuanming Halberd weighs three to four thousand catties. If it were to fall to earth and roll around, it would surely crush hundreds or thousands of people to death. Even in the cultivation world, it is considered a heavy weapon, and not everyone can wield it.

Those who favor these kinds of divine weapons are either body cultivators who focus on strengthening their physical bodies, or those who are born with divine strength and are exceptionally gifted.

Clearly, Li Tingyun belongs to the latter category.

Vigorously miracle!

Even a weapon that didn't belong to him, a heavy weapon that even its master couldn't control, was easily forced back by him, and he even forcibly manipulated it to shoot it into the sky.

Though it lacks the earth-shaking bow, it is comparable to the cloud-piercing arrow.

It flew high into the sky, but the impact was more violent than when it crashed to the ground.

The heavy iron halberd pierced through the water barrier, smashed through the Buddha's palm, and shattered the golden light. With a deafening roar, the surging spiritual energy and boiling demonic energy collided in mid-air, instantly unleashing a dazzling light that illuminated the entire island, like a bolt of lightning splitting the sky, making the whole world as bright as day.

The wind suddenly stopped, the rain abruptly ceased, and even the dark clouds that had been blotting out the sun overhead were forced back.

This sudden attack was so powerful that even the spectators were thrown back and rolled around on the ground more than ten times.

Li Tingyun remained unmoved by the eight winds.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Xue Rendong withdrew from the battle and landed three feet behind him, his thick fish tail causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Raising his head, he looked at the Cangming Halberd that Li Tingyun had shot out like an arrow. It easily broke through the old monk's palm strike, which had gathered all his strength. The tip of the halberd gleamed coldly and was unstoppable. With lightning speed, it flew straight towards the bald monk's bald head!

Should he hide? He can't hide!

Realm suppression.

No one present could move, as if their souls had been ripped out and their spiritual energy had been exhausted, leaving only a stiff shell.

The old monk could only watch helplessly.

They're just waiting to die.

The Buddha said that in the snap of the fingers there are sixty kshanas, and in one kshana there are nine hundred births and deaths.

It's unknown how many thoughts flashed through his mind in the moments before he died.

The Azure Sea Halberd pierced his forehead, and the aftershock shattered his body.

The old monk, from head to toe, exploded like firecrackers during the Lunar New Year.

Flesh and blood flew everywhere.

Pieces of mangled flesh fell from the sky, denser than hail, covering everything with nowhere to hide.

The leader of Penglai Sect died just like that.

He died a tragic and hasty death.

Like everyone else, Li Tingyun was slightly incredulous.

Slightly, just a little bit. Pinch the top joint of your little finger with your thumbnail and make a gesture. It should be just a "little bit" like this, no more than that.

Where did his "some skill" go? And he even had a "slightly serious expression" on his face!

I thought it would be a whole cow.

I didn't expect to poop such a big one.

Li Tingyun burst into laughter: "This cultivation world is truly full of ants and grasshoppers; a hundred years of cultivation is not even worth as much as a dog!"

This arrogant, contemptuous, and presumptuous statement, along with his title as the Lord of the Taiji Palace, spread throughout the ten gates of the Immortal Capital and among countless immortals.

Xue Rendong recalled the Cangming Halberd, which was half an inch from his palm. The halberd spun rapidly, showing that his fierce fighting spirit had not yet subsided. He grabbed it and forcibly pulled it behind him. The tip of the halberd cut through the air, leaving a bright afterimage, stirring up a strong wind and raising dust.

In the battle of Penglai, the sect leader perished, half of the eight elders were killed, and the other half were captured. More than 90% of the three thousand disciples were killed or injured. When Li Tingyun led his men away, the tragic state of the immortal island was shocking.

The news didn't reach Baiyujing until the next day. Because Li Tingyun had set up a barrier in the East Sea, not even a seagull or a whale could break through it. Therefore, when the incident happened, none of the other immortal sects received the news and rushed over to help.

"Baiyujing" is a gathering place jointly planned and built by the ten major immortal sects for meetings, discussions, and social gatherings. With such a major incident occurring in Penglai of the East Sea, how could they not gather together for a major meeting to discuss countermeasures? However, the conclusion of the discussion was that there were no countermeasures at the moment.

However, the meeting did yield some results. For example, it drafted a mutual assistance agreement among immortal sects and distributed magical artifacts for sending messages and saving lives in critical moments. As for whether the agreement will actually work or whether the artifacts will actually be effective, that's another matter entirely.

If any sect or faction were to suffer the same annihilation as Penglai Prefecture, it would be a favor if others helped, but it would be their right not to. Although everyone understands the principle of mutual dependence, no one is willing to be at the forefront and show off their "commoner's" courage by taking the lead.

Apart from the Dao Xuan Sect.

They were the most righteous, they were the most furious, and they were the first to offer assistance to Penglai.

However, they are also the ones who go back on their word and contradict themselves.

This is because the Dao Xuan Sect has been in turmoil lately, with internal divisions and frequent changes in orders. Their sect leader is nearing his Immortal Tribulation and has been in seclusion every year, almost completely neglecting sect affairs. Whenever there is a matter, his eldest and second disciples are responsible for making the final decisions.

These two men have completely opposite personalities and attitudes toward the Penglai Continent matter. The elder brother emphasizes minding his own business, while the younger brother feels indignant. Naturally, they fall into an endless struggle.

They haven't even resolved their internal conflicts, and their external relations are a complete mess. One minute they say they'll spare no effort to help the remaining immortals of Penglai rebuild their sect, and the next they say they're sorry but they're powerless to help. This leaves the monks of Penglai completely bewildered and furious.

The image of Dao Xuan Sect as the "big brother" of the cultivation world is gradually being damaged.

Cangyou Mountain and Cangjian Peak are the most tranquil of the thirteen peaks, yet Mei Shiyu could not find peace of mind.

He was instructing his apprentice on swordsmanship when, by accident, he knocked the apprentice's sword away. Yuan Che asked him if he had something on his mind, and Mei Shiyu naturally said "no." As soon as he finished speaking, his master, Ren Pingsheng, actually pushed open the door of the Sword Pavilion and strolled over.

Mei Shiyu almost lost his composure. He hadn't seen Ren Pingsheng for a long time. He almost rushed over, knelt down and called out "Master". His voice was filled with confusion, anxiety and even fear. A feeling of "sad parting" welled up in his heart. What was going on?

Even though his master was standing right in front of him, he always felt that he would lose this person forever in the near future.

Ren Pingsheng sighed, "Little Thirteen," and bent down to pull him up. "Stand still! You're a master now, how can you show such a worried and gloomy look in front of your disciple?"

"Hey, didn't I teach you that you have to know how to 'act' in front of your disciples? If a teacher shows weakness, the students will cause a huge uproar. What if they turn around and bully you one day?"

Mei Shiyu stood ramrod straight and said, "No, that won't happen."

Yuan Che stood up straight and said, "No, that won't happen."

Ren Pingsheng laughed and said, "I was just saying, Che'er, you're kind-hearted, of course you wouldn't do something like betraying your master and ancestors. But what if your master takes in other disciples in the future? They might not be as obedient as you. Let's not talk about that anymore, Che'er, you go down first, I'll go with your master..."

Yuan Che has already left.

"Haha, is he really that obedient? He doesn't ask any questions at all?" Ren Pingsheng exclaimed in amazement.

He had taken on thirteen apprentices, none of whom were like this. They were all stubborn and inquisitive, always wanting to get to the bottom of things. He often lamented in private that he had raised thirteen stubborn mules.

“Yes, Master, Che’er has always been like this.” Mei Shiyu invited Ren Pingsheng into the Daoist hut, poured him a cup of hot tea, and asked, “Why did Master suddenly come out of seclusion?”

Ren Pingsheng avoided answering, "Look, isn't the apprentice I picked for you excellent? The eldest and second eldest always complain that I have poor judgment, that everyone I choose is a troublemaker, and that putting them in charge only makes them more frustrated. It seems it's not my problem, it's theirs."

"Yes, Yuan Che is a very good kid. The eldest and second eldest brothers may not be 'complaining,' but they just don't want their master to make decisions for them and force people who don't get along with them to be disciplined. In my opinion, many of the eldest brother's disciples are more compatible with the second eldest brother, and vice versa."

After carefully answering his master's question, Mei Shiyu asked again, "So why did Master suddenly emerge from seclusion?"

Ren Pingsheng still avoided answering, "My arrangement is naturally in the hope that the eldest and second eldest sons can learn to get along harmoniously. Think about it, they face disciples with different temperaments from themselves every day. Over time, they will be influenced by each other's personalities. It's a case of mutual learning and growth."

"You can't always be with people who are compatible with you. You have to learn to be disliked by others, and you also have to learn to accept people you dislike, right?"

"Yes, Master is truly far-sighted. I was too shallow in my thinking."

Mei Shiyu asked again, "Master, why didn't you inform your disciple in advance before suddenly coming out of seclusion?"

Ren Pingsheng: Look, look, this is a living, breathing, stubborn donkey!

"Little Thirteen, can't you tell that your teacher doesn't want to answer this question?"

"I see. But I really want to know..."

"Shut up!"

Ren Pingsheng slammed his hand on the table, making the teacup jump.

The tea splashed out, soaking his bare chest, which was not properly dressed.

Ren Pingsheng was an extremely carefree person. He wore his hat askew, his clothes were loose and his hair was disheveled. He never tied up his long, snow-white hair. He didn't look like a sect leader at all, and he even looked a bit disgraced by the title of "Number One Person in the Immortal Cultivation World".

The words “casual” are associated with freedom, unrestrainedness, boldness, and magnanimity.

But that doesn’t mean he lacks authority.

Hundreds of years ago, when he cleaved Hell in two with the Fenjing Sword, he was filled with murderous intent and arrogance. The Ghost King and Ghost Emperor never thought he was any benevolent.

What a joke! How many people of the highest moral character are truly virtuous?!

Ren Pingsheng was genuinely amiable when he was amiable, and genuinely frightening when he was frightening.

Mei Shiyu was scolded by him, and got up from her seat. Then, with a "thump," she knelt down again. "Master, I know I was wrong. But... but I still have a question. Did something happen to you during your seclusion, Master?"

"Little Thirteen, get up first," Ren Pingsheng said, rubbing his forehead. Seeing that his disciple didn't move, he said sternly, "Get up and talk!"

Mei Shiyu obediently stood up, while Ren Pingsheng laughed out loud, "Little Thirteen, I really didn't want to tease you, but your personality is just too funny. You never learn from your mistakes, and you only respond to force, huh?"

"I just don't want my master to be angry."

"But you keep asking questions, and Master is already very angry."

"This disciple is truly worried..."

"worry about what?"

"Of course, I'm worried about something happening to Master during his tribulation!"

Ren Pingsheng didn't care at all. "Thirteen, if something happens to me, it's just death, and you'll never see me again. If nothing happens to me, I'll ascend to heaven, but you still won't see me. So what difference does it make whether something happens to me or not? Is there anyone in this world who can accompany you for a lifetime? Do you remember the first thing I taught you when you gained your intelligence?"

"Heaven and earth are my teachers, the sun and moon are my friends, and my path is not lonely."

How could I forget the plum rains, how could I dare to forget them?

"Then what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that if I'm not by your side, the sky will fall, the earth will crack, or the sun and moon will never rise again? Sigh, I've been told to cultivate the path of ruthlessness, so why are you so sentimental? I really can't tell that your heart is made of stone."

"Enough of this! It's annoying!" Ren Pingsheng waved his hand, crossed his legs, and held the teacup as if he were drinking alcohol, showing no trace of elegance and only obvious roughness.

"I heard that something big has happened in the cultivation world recently. That Penglai Continent, their entire clan was wiped out by the Taiji Palace?"