349: Spring and Autumn Slips

The scholar floated in mid-air, holding a bamboo scroll, gazing at the monk before him!

This monk possessed a unique aura that forced him to take notice!

"What is your name?"

The scholar asked in a deep voice.

"Guangdu Xin Buddha!"

Shi Jingmo pressed his palms together and smiled indifferently, "This Poor Monk's secular name is Shi Jingmo, and my Dharma name is the same. May I ask for your name, Benefactor?"

"Xian Yunsheng!"

Looking at Shi Jingmo's smile, the scholar was surprisingly calm and smiled faintly, "My true form is a crane. I once cultivated in the Kunlun Sacred Realm and received a classic text named the Spring and Autumn Annals!"

He gently raised the bamboo scroll in his hand to show it to Shi Jingmo.

"Oh? As far as I know, the so-called Spring and Autumn Annals were written by the sages of that era combining the strength of many, not the achievement of one person. How is your Spring and Autumn Annals... any different?"

Shi Jingmo smiled indifferently.

"I am a disciple of a Saint, and this Spring and Autumn Annals is the work of a Saint!" Xian Yunsheng laughed, "Not a Saint of Kunlun, but a Saint of the Confucian school!"

"Oh? In that case, this Poor Monk would like to ask!"

Shi Jingmo said with a face devoid of joy or sorrow, "Since you are a disciple of a Saint, why do you engage in the nonsensical behavior of demons, besieging Chang'an and causing the common people to suffer?"

Xian Yunsheng waved his hand: "Great Master, you are mistaken. This world belongs to the ten thousand races, not just the Human Race. The Saint once said that education should be provided to all without discrimination. We have come here simply to follow Heaven's will. Since the Human Race can be the Emperor, why can't the Yao Race?"

Divine light flickered in Shi Jingmo's eyes: "Benefactor, you are using clever sophistry to evade the question. What this Poor Monk just asked was, why besiege Chang'an and cause the common people to suffer? If you want to seize the world, this Poor Monk cannot stop you, but once you try to seize this world by force, it will inevitably lead to war, and once war breaks out, there will inevitably be casualties."

"The so-called weapons of war are instruments of evil. A Saint only uses them when there is no other choice. A Saint provides education to all without discrimination; did he not teach you not to use force indiscriminately? The power you possess is meant to deal with enemies who harm you and invade you, not to be used for aggression! Your actions are already contrary to Heaven and humanity, violating the Heavenly Dao. How can you have the nerve to call yourself a disciple of a Saint?"

Speaking of this, Shi Jingmo pointed his finger at the other party and said sternly, "Looking at you, you seem to be well-read in the books of sages. Why help the tyrant to abuse and harm the people of our Great Tang? How can you bear it!"

Xian Yunsheng was stunned. When it came down to it, among these demons, he was the most learned, and his magic power was the strongest next to the Bei Mang Mountain Ghost King. Moreover, he was unparalleled in debate and had never been scolded so miserably.

"You monk, what a clever tongue!"

Xian Yunsheng sneered, "The so-called winner is king and the loser is the villain. If we can truly obtain this Li Tang world, then we are justice, we are history, and we can represent this Heavenly Dao. The perspective you stand from is nothing more than the grandiloquent words of a victor in power. Who can be sure that Li Tang will enjoy this world forever?"

"I didn't ask you about that!"

The Killing Intent on Shi Jingmo's body grew heavier and heavier. He said sternly, "You are still avoiding the question? Once war arises, the people will suffer. Your actions have long exceeded the scope of normally seizing the world; you are defying the Heavenly Dao!"

Xian Yunsheng's breath hitched, and he was shocked by the incoming Killing Intent, causing him to take a step back. He thought to himself: "A Buddhist monk, how can he have such intense Killing Intent? Has this guy killed many people?"

"Hehe, you are using the heart of a villain to measure the belly of a gentleman!"

Shi Jingmo slowly drifted over and said in a deep voice, "In my life, I have killed a limited number of people; I can count them on one hand!"

"You... how do you know what I am thinking?"

Xian Yunsheng was startled, then coughed lightly and said, "If you don't kill people, how can you cultivate such intense Killing Intent? Don't try to bluff me!"

"Who told you that if you don't kill people, you can't cultivate Killing Intent? The so-called compassion of my Buddha also punishes evil. The wrath of Buddha..."

Suddenly raising his right fist, Shi Jingmo aimed at Xian Yunsheng, his fist vibrating slightly, "Then, Subduing Demons!"

"Hum!"

"Hum!"

The Heavenly Dance Treasure Wheel suddenly opened, and the world was filled with golden light, extremely magnificent, making people unable to help but feel awe.

A terrifying power that seemed very benevolent but had explosive strength gathered at one point and slammed towards Xian Yunsheng.

"How is it possible, this power... actually rivals a Buddha?"

Xian Yunsheng's eyes were full of horror, but he did not panic in the face of danger. He gritted his teeth and sprayed a drop of blood from the tip of his tongue onto the bamboo scroll in his hand.

The bamboo scroll opened suddenly, and a green light rose sharply. Shi Jingmo's Subduing Demons erupted and slammed into the green light.

"Boom!"

It was as if the purest power in the world had erupted. Xian Yunsheng spat out a mouthful of blood. The moment he flew backward, he took the opportunity to spray the blood from his mouth onto the bamboo scroll in his hand again. The green light suddenly became more magnificent, completely absorbing the power generated by this Subduing Demons move into the bamboo scroll.

Everything was as if it had never happened, but Xian Yunsheng was extremely shocked.

The Magic Treasure in his hand was called the Spring and Autumn Annals, and ever since he obtained this Magic Treasure, he had never been so embarrassed.

"Eh?"

Shi Jingmo looked at the scene before him with slight surprise and frowned slightly, "I seemed to have seen... a world within that green light just now?"

That's right, Shi Jingmo could be sure that what he saw was not an illusion. In the Spring and Autumn Annals, there was clearly a continent floating, with a vast territory, and there seemed to be many countries existing. He could even see these countries developing and growing, and even see some large countries at war, just like the feeling of historical chapters being turned page by page.

It was incredible, but his consciousness told him that these things had actually happened in this world, or rather... were happening!

Xian Yunsheng took a breath and nodded: "That's right, the Spring and Autumn Annals is a world in itself. No matter how magnificent your power is, it becomes insignificant dust when placed within a world!"

"Interesting!"

Shi Jingmo suddenly smiled, "But... you are still injured, aren't you?"

Xian Yunsheng was startled, then smiled bitterly: "That's right, your power far exceeded my expectations. Under normal circumstances, I only need a drop of heart blood to withstand endless attacks, but your attack power is comparable to a Buddha, so it exceeded the limit I can resist. Even using the Spring and Autumn Annals, I barely managed to withstand your attack!"

Shi Jingmo pressed his palms together: "In that case, let's make a deal. This Poor Monk has never wanted to take lives. How about I let you leave?"

Xian Yunsheng laughed: "Is the Great Master so sure that I will lose to you? Hehe, what I said just now was only defense. Up until now, I haven't even made a move. If I leave like this, wouldn't it be too regrettable?"

Shi Jingmo was like a nice guy, going along with the flow. He nodded and said: "That makes sense! In that case, please make your move, Benefactor, and this Poor Monk will take it all!"