The Third Part of The Besieged City Chapter 11 Lotus Moves

  The streets were empty, the streetlights had been extinguished early, and the tired clouds obscured the moon. In the gloomy darkness, only the distant hum of cars from the bustling area wafted over.

  "Still, people died." The young master smiled, the clothespin on his shoulder looking a bit comical. "Four people died at No. 43 Wenwu Street, all killed by you."

  Yitian Xing carried a person without looking strained, he thought for a moment and smiled: "The dead don't need elaborate rituals to be mourned... I don't need to explain anything."

  "It's not good." The young master smiled again, "We cultivators cannot get too involved in worldly affairs, let alone take people's lives."

  Yitian rubbed his chin and thought to himself that smiling all the time was quite tiring: "I've figured out who you are, you're from that department that's been meddling in other people's business for the past three days."

  "Yes." The man's eyes lit up with interest as he listened to his words, "I am the newly appointed head of the Sixth Department in the provincial capital. As a new official, please give me guidance."

  Yi Tian Xing bitterly smiled and said: "Three fires... it seems that my luck is indeed not very good."

  That young Daoist master slightly tilted his head, as if listening to something: "It seems like a high-ranking expert is rushing over, let's hurry up."

  Yitian Xing casually tossed the unconscious Lao Xing under a big tree by the street, and with an air of importance, he tilted his head to one side and said, "I... can't hear you, but... I agree with your opinion. Hurry up, I have an exam tomorrow."

  That young master smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and parted ways. His middle finger pinched the thumb's middle crease, forming the Taoist Golden City Seal. An inexplicable aura gradually emanated: "I am Zhou Yitwen."

  Yi Tian Xing lowered his head and furrowed his brow, his hands clasped together in front of his chest. His six fingers intertwined and inserted into each other, his thumbs lightly hooked, and his index fingers slightly pointed towards the sky like a sword standing upright. He formed an immobile fundamental seal, his entire body still and unmoving like a mountain. In a soft voice, he replied: "I am Yi Tian Xing."

  When he heard his name, Zhou Yiwu, a young Daoist with high skills, slightly twitched the corner of his eyebrow imperceptibly.

  A sharp, ear-piercing screech of brakes came from a distance.

  Zhou Yiwu's shoulders slightly moved, and the eye-catching wooden clip was blown off his clothes by his breath and disappeared into the night with a "hiss" sound.

  He felt the powerful aura of the master in front of him, and Yi Tianxing suddenly raised his head, casting a cold gaze like a sharp blade.

  Two people didn't use their hands at first, then they started... using their hands.

  The big tree beside the street began to sway at this moment, as if a gust of wind had suddenly come from nowhere.

  Standing on the left side of the street, Zhou Yiwu's hands were slightly apart, and a faint, almost imperceptible thread began to take shape between his palms.

  A gust of wind passed through the hall, and his palms vibrated slightly between them. With this vibration, the withered leaves in the sky also shook and slowly floated down.

  A piece of leaves fell into the air, but as if pulled by some force, it flew horizontally and accelerated to an extremely fast speed in a very short time, turning into countless arcs towards Yitian Xing.

  Yi Tian Xing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his palms also slowly separated. He let go of the unmoving fundamental seal, his left palm slightly facing downwards, and his right palm flipping open towards the sky. A faint red-colored aura oscillated back and forth between his palms, looking incredibly eerie. As the leaves were about to strike his body, he slightly merged his palms together, and the faint red aura between them suddenly dispersed, floating and sprinkling around his body to form an aura wall.

  Without making any sound, the withered yellow leaves hit the air wall and turned into powder, drifting down to the ground in front of him, forming a line of yellow powdered leaves.

  The leaves that were outside the range of the air wall, however, were cut off with a sharp whistling sound, and all that could be heard was the crisp "ting-ting" sound that continued for dozens of times, and many bricks on the pedestrian path behind the street were shattered by the soft and weak dry leaves.

  Yi Tian Xing smiled slightly and took a deep breath, only then did he realize that his opponent's strength was indeed very powerful.

  Across the street, Zhou Yiwu saw that he had broken his own spell with a raise of his hand and a movement of his foot, and slightly furrowed his brow: "You're stronger than I've heard."

  Yitian Xing clapped his hands and started lifting the flower sedan chair: "Your left hand is yin, your right hand is yang, and the middle Taiji string is lightly vibrating, which is also very powerful."

  Zhou Yiwu rummaged through the large pocket on the left side of his Zhongshan suit and scattered a handful of things onto the street. As soon as they touched the ground, a series of melodious tinkling sounds echoed through the air, like the gentle strumming of a pipa.

  "Do you know the way?" He raised his head, still wearing a pure and innocent smile, "Tell me, what did you use just now?"

  Yi Tian Xing withdrew his gaze from the objects scattered on the ground, slowly raised his pure white hands, and slowly replied: "You are left yin and right yang. I respond with my left hand's still compassion and my right hand's dynamic wisdom. It seems there is no mistake."

  "It turned out to be a combination of greed, anger, ignorance and doubt. Zhou Yiwu's expression became serious, 'You are indeed brilliant.'"

  As soon as his words fell, he stretched out his right hand and lightly swept it in the gentle night breeze, then suddenly - his right finger hooked!

  A small object that had been dropped on the ground earlier, as if summoned, suddenly bounced up like a marble, carrying a whistling wind sound, and struck towards Yitian Xing's face!

  Yi Tian Xing kept his eyes closed, and in that instant, the clouds in the sky parted to reveal a small opening, allowing the long-absent moonlight to reappear on earth, making it clear to him that what was rapidly approaching was a black pellet.

  A black matte Go piece with a deadly aura.

  He slightly turned his toes, and the rapidly shot chess piece brushed past his cheek. He was somewhat puzzled by its simplicity, but felt something amiss behind him, and a faint sweat broke out on the back of his head, as if it were an ominous sign.

  The whirring sound of breaking through the air rang out again, and the black chess piece that was supposed to disappear into the darkness somehow drew a huge arc in the sky above the street, shooting towards his occipital lobe!

  Yi Tian's eyes twitched slightly at the corner, unsure if his own unremarkable physical body could withstand this unassuming chess piece. He naturally didn't dare to take risks, and with a flip of his palms, he formed an external binding seal in mid-air, relying on the imperceptible resistance of the air to twist his body around.

  The mighty palm print, the power is indeed enormous, with both palms striking the air, yet bringing his body to high-speed rotation, as if dancing on ice like Plushenko in the future.

  But in his calculations, the black chess piece that should have brushed past him with its high-speed rotating body flew to his side and ran a trajectory that was not easy to detect, and this twist made it deviate to the left by several millimeters.

  It was just these few millimeters, and the chess piece would have brushed past his earlobe!

  Yi Tian Xing felt a sharp pain, furrowed his brow and reached out to touch it, only to find that the earring had been knocked off by this chess piece, with bright red blood seeping out.

  What an awesome chess piece, it's as sharp as a bullet!

  Yitian Xing stretched out the two bloody fingers in front of his eyes, examining them carefully, and suddenly laughed with some amusement: "Hehe, it's bleeding, what a strange thing."

  He had been shot with two handguns and bled a little, but being hit by a chess piece and bleeding was unimaginable. His own blood was the most unfamiliar thing to Yi Tianxing. He carefully put his index finger to his lips and licked it with the tip of his tongue.

  "It's also salty." He nodded, "It's about the same as what the book says."

  Zhou Yiwén controlled the chess piece with his mind, his heart was pure and upright. At this moment, he saw Yi Tianxing licking his own bloody fingers, and couldn't help but feel a little nauseous.

  Actually, Yi Tian Xing isn't pretending to be cool or trying to scare people... it's just pure curiosity.

  The night wind blew across the long street, and Yi Tianxing's hair was slightly disheveled. "There's still one drop, do you want to taste it?" He stretched out his middle finger stained with a drop of blood and rudely pointed it at Zhou Yiwu.

  Then with a flick of his middle finger, the drop of blood that was invisible in the darkness suddenly burst into the night sky and flew towards Zhou Yiwu's face.

  "Hmph!" Zhou Yiwu let out a cold snort and stretched out one palm to block the air.

  That drop of blood unexpectedly landed on his palm, and the white palm highlighted the bright red color of that drop of blood.

  Yitianxing smiled and began to roll up his sleeves, saying: "Let's hurry up and fight."

  The sleeves were rolled up very slowly.

  As he rolled up his sleeves, he glanced at the street opposite, watching the facial expressions of that smiling and innocent-looking Taoist master, thinking it was really interesting.

  That drop of blood landed on Zhou Yiwu's palm, and at first, he was somewhat disdainful. Then his eyebrows twitched, as if he felt a thread of pain. His lips parted slightly, as if he wanted to call out, but finally couldn't help but withdraw his hand in front of his eyes for a closer look. Only then did he discover that the unremarkable drop of blood had burned a small black hole into his palm!

  It wasn't until then that the pain from being burned alive finally reached his cerebral cortex.

  A low and mournful cry of pain!

  Yi Tianxing, who had been watching from across the street with a cold gaze, suddenly sprang into action at the sound of Zhou Yitwen's cry. With a slight movement of his toes on the curb, he transformed into a gray dragon and pounced towards Zhou Yitwen!

  What is Mudra of True Word? What is Zen of Three Flavors? What is Heart Sutra Self-Reflection? What is Buddha Wheel Tao Heart?

  Get out of here! There are two things that make Xiao Yi the strongest: speed and strength!

  In half a second, just enough time to blink twice, Yi Tianxing had already rushed to Zhou Yiwu's front. His calf muscles tensed up, and he jumped two meters high into the air in front of him. Fists as big as bowls rained down on his face!

  Even if Zhou Yiwu's Taoist skills were more refined, he couldn't withstand this kind of fierce attack.

  Want to try the Ding Jia Quan? Before you can even press your middle finger down with your thumb, the fist has already landed on your face. Want to change to the Shen Bian Quan? Your little finger hasn't even had time to pass behind your ring finger when the fist makes intimate contact with your delicate lips again.

  He lost the initiative and didn't have time to use his skills again, so he was beaten by Yitian Xing with a loud slap!

  Fortunately, when Zhou Yiwu was stationed in Xishan, Beijing, the training opponent he faced was that more arrogant, more unreasonable and more wild Haoran Tian Dashi. So this heart-wrenching blow couldn't disturb his mind. He simply gave up using his skills, and in an instant...

  Transform!

  Take a deep breath!

  Calm down!

  After taking a few punches, he was like the yellow leaves that gently fell on the winter streets, deeply in harmony with the Taoist calm and natural way. His palms softly protected his vitals as he moved with the wind amidst Yitian's fists that struck like a raging storm.

  Like a small boat in a stormy sea!

  ……

  ……

  This bout of fierce punching didn't know how long it lasted, but Yi Tianxing finally got tired of hitting the sandbag and lightly floated away from Zhou Yiwu with his toes.

  "You're still standing after all that, you're really resilient." His praise was sincerely heartfelt, coming from someone whose fists were harder than steel.

  "Hmph... ouch!" Zhou Yiwu slowly lowered his hands to cover his face, intending to laugh coldly and regain some of the dignity he had lost after being slapped. However, as soon as he smiled, the corner of his mouth hurt again, and he couldn't help but mockingly say, "These days, macho men are no longer in style."

  Yi Tian Xing looked at his swollen face and nose, suppressing the delight in his heart, and smiled: "Is it popular now to go out with a pig's head at night?"

  Zhou Yiwu didn't need to look, he already knew what kind of state he was in after being beaten by this kid. He lightly coughed a few times before realizing his injuries were not light. He stopped talking and stretched out his ten fingers in front of him, trembling slightly. His eyes seemed closed but not quite, as he shouted: "Hurry!"

  As soon as these words came out of his mouth, his face turned pale white, but only for an instant, and immediately turned into a ruddy... pig head.

  The chess pieces that had been scattered on the ground earlier, as if they had received a summons from the heavenly script, suddenly sprang up from the ground with a shrill and piercing sound, like countless rain threads blowing towards Yi Tianxing.

  Yi Tian Xing could no longer dare to use his own body to block these extremely sharp chess pieces. He closed his eyes and silently recited, "Shi Xiang Chang Le." The unobtrusive Dao Xin within his body slowly expanded under the stimulation of the Three Tai Seven Star Fighting Method.

  Observing with the Heart Sutra, this is a slow process, but in the real time frame, it's a matter of one breath. The Dao heart is floating around in the true fire life wheel, and every time it touches the life wheel, it will trigger a segment of heavenly fire to emerge.

  Yi Tianxing sat cross-legged with his hands clasped together, forming a Buddhist hand gesture, as if holding a lotus flower.

  A pair of hands, two lotus flowers.

  With a faint hum, he placed two lotus flowers that shone with golden red light in front of him. Next, his arms moved quickly in front of him, and the movements were already unclear, only seeing a phantasmal arm shadow. When the shadow dissipated, both arms had slowly dropped to his sides.

  And around his body, forty-nine heavenly fire lotus flowers had already bloomed!

  Lotus flowers are also in motion.

  Jinlian was like a spiritual being, the black and white chess pieces, no matter how strange their trajectory was, couldn't penetrate these golden lotus flowers floating in the air. All that could be heard were countless soft hissing sounds, as wisps of smoke slowly rose around Yitian Xing's body, while those deadly soul-chasing chess pieces also turned to ashes along with the Tianhuo condensed chess pieces...

  At this time, Zhou Yiwu also floated to the front of Yi Tianxing's face, with a palm, carrying a strong wind and hitting it over! In the process of running this palm, he used his thumb nail to lift up his middle finger nail, and suddenly the palm surface showed off arrays of murderous aura!

  "What is the Daoist method of opening the seal?"

  Yi Tian Xing's Taoist cultivation may be shallow, but having read too many idle books, he could see that this palm was ferocious at a glance. He let out a low hum and with his right palm, he made a sweeping motion like a bird's tail, drawing in the remaining few Heavenly Fire Lotus flowers in front of him. He tightly grasped them into a fist and also struck out with a straight punch!

  Fists and palms intersected, time seemed to have stopped at this moment, even if only for a snap of the fingers.

  The next moment, a thunderous roar burst forth between the two of them, sending powerful gusts of wind in all directions. The bare winter trees on both sides of the street leaned backward in unison, as if they were frightened by this majestic aura and wanted to retreat far away.

  Yi Tianxing felt a strange and eerie force coming from the other person's palm, and his chest suddenly became extremely stuffy.

  At this time, he could no longer clench his fists tightly, and the Tianhuo Zhenlian was completely shattered, leaking out from between his fingers and turning into a sky full of fire particles that fluttered and danced in mid-air.

  Taking advantage of the golden sparks that filled the sky and obscured people's vision, he suddenly contracted his calf muscles and his entire body darted past Zhou Yitong like a bow and arrow. With one hand, he picked up the still unconscious Old Xiang, and with the other, he beckoned towards the dark corner by the street.

  "You explain it to this pig-headed guy, I'm leaving first."

  As soon as he finished speaking, without waiting for Zhou Yiwu to cast a spell to intercept him again, his feet moved swiftly, and the dust stirred up by his toes turned into a dust dragon that rushed wildly in the direction of the Temple of Return to the Origin.

  It's too much trouble to fight with these monks, it's easier to run - Yi Tian Xing wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and the hem of his sleeve began to flutter and ignite, as he ran wildly, in the night, it turned into a strange and beautiful red line.

  …………………………

  Zhou Yiwu turned towards the dark corner by the street and said softly, "So it was you who came rushing over, that expert."

  Qin Zier slowly walked out of the darkness, holding in her hand the clothes clip that had just been shaken off by Zhou Yiwu to who-knows-where. She walked up to Zhou Yiwu and carefully clipped the clip onto his black cheongsam, before responding: "He came to ask for my help today, and as soon as he returned from the hospital, he sensed that you were here."

  "Are you helping him?" Zhou Yiwu looked at her with an incredulous expression.

  Qin Zier smiled slightly, her beautiful face even more radiant: "He and I aren't born enemies."

  Zhou Yiwu scratched his head: "In Beijing, I can already feel the demonic aura of this young man. We are not on the same path as him after all. You shouldn't have stopped me today."

  "He's not a demon." Qin Zier subconsciously replied: "Since the remaining aura of the True Martial Hall has acknowledged him, I naturally acknowledge him too."

  Zhou Yiwu shook his head again: "Little Shifu, I feel like you have some kind of secret agreement with him?"

  Qin Zier knew that her senior brother, although having a pure and kind heart, was an extremely sensitive and delicate person. She smiled slightly and said: "You will naturally know later on. Yi Tianxing's cultivation is very strong, but what's even more frightening is his progress, which is simply too fast. Second Senior Brother, even if you were to use all your strength, you wouldn't be able to stop him, so why bother forcing it? Moreover, you didn't even want to hurt him today."

  "Who said I didn't want to hurt him?" Zhou Yiwu rubbed his swollen face and sighed.

  Qin Zier gazed intently at the clothespin on his black Zhongshan suit: "If he wanted to hurt you, that punch just now would have done more than just hurt. And if you really wanted to hurt him, you wouldn't have shaken off this life-saving treasure from the start."

  Zhou Yiwu was taken aback, and after a long while, he replied hesitantly: "Indeed, I didn't want to hurt him. I'm just curious, and I also wanted to see how formidable this young man is, that he could make you suffer so much last month." Suddenly thinking of something, he furrowed his brow and said: "Little junior sister, regarding the matter at Guanyuan Temple last time, Jixiang Tian lost four elders and more than twenty disciples. Master was furious and ordered you to return to the mountain, which is why I was hastily dispatched to the six provinces in the province. From now on, don't interfere with matters concerning Yitian Xing."

  "What do you want to do with him?" Qin Zier's eyes, like rippling water, slightly turned.

  "For so many years, the Buddhist sect has been clean and uneventful, but suddenly a secular disciple who doesn't follow the rules appeared." Zhou Yiwu paused: "I don't know why, but Master values this little guy very much. I've also heard that the Buddhist sect is preparing to hold a Dharma assembly and let that little guy become the guardian of the mountain gate. The impact of this matter can be great or small, so there are people above who are actively working on it, hoping to slow down this matter."

  "Slow down?" Qin Zier's eyebrows furrowed.

  "He should be a symbol of Buddhism preparing to enter the world, it's very restless inside the door, and the government is also hesitant."

  "What are you going to do?" Qin Zier raised an eyebrow.

  "Being able to invite Anna is the best."

  Qin Zier sighed and shook his head: "I'm afraid he doesn't even want to be the guardian of the Buddhist sect's mountain gate, how can he be like Haoran Tian, entangled in worldly affairs?"

  "This thing is getting a bit troublesome."

  Qin Zier turned around and looked in the direction of the Guiyuan Temple: "That young man said that he was not afraid of being beaten to death, what he feared most was trouble."

  "Indeed, he is an interesting person."

  "And he's also very good at pretending to be confused."

  "That's a clever person... Little Shifu, if I had stopped him earlier, I really wouldn't have been his match?"

  Qin Zier thought for a moment: "The key is that if he wants to leave, you can't stop him."

  Zhou Yiwu sighed, "From a young age, you were not my match in Taoist techniques, but the elders all said you were a rare genius who appears only once in a hundred years, so be it. But that kid has only learned a few months of Taoist methods, how can he be more powerful than me?"

  "Geniuses are always like this... Brother, why did you spit out blood?"

  "Uh, I was just punched by Yi Tiancai."

  “……”

  "Don't worry, wait until Eldest Brother comes later and let him help me take revenge."

  "What a truly manly response." Qin Ziyu smiled wryly.