A dark figure silently and quietly flashed into the large tent, he looked at Su Duan with a calm face, a momentary look of panic appeared on his face, and asked: "Are you Su Duan, the guardian of Su Dao Xing?"

  Su Duan looked at the man in black and said: "That's right! If Su family's intelligence is not wrong, you are Peng family's shocking ghost."

  "Not bad! I am the ghost of the Peng family. The one I want to kill is Su Dao Xing, and killing him won't make me afraid of revealing my identity, because a dead person will keep my secret for me. You are the same, in my eyes, you are also a dead person." The ghost's hand held an extra sword, he raised it and pointed it at Su Duan.

  Su Duan took out a knife and embedded it in his severed arm.

  "Arm Blade! So, Su Duan is actually Arm Blade, one of the top 100 thieves in the Eastern Dynasty." Jing Gui was slightly surprised, he had never thought that Su Duan and Arm Blade were the same person, because their identities were too different.

  Su Du nodded slightly and smiled: "In my eyes, you are also a dead man, and you will keep secrets for me too."

  Two martial kings who have confidence in their own strength.

  What a waste, the 12th rank Martial King, Peng family actually sent him to kill Su Dao Xing, an 8th rank Martial King.

  To everyone's surprise, Su Duan's cultivation was not inferior to his, and Su Duan was also a Twelve-Wing Martial King, or even a Martial King above the Twelve Wings.

  Wow!

  The ghost drew his sword, its blade flashing like lightning as it struck towards Su Duan's shoulder.

  Su Duan struck at the same time, one knife cut towards Xing Gui's waist.

  Pfft!

  The ghost's sword sliced off a piece of flesh from Su Duan's shoulder.

  Su Duan's knife cut down a piece of flesh from Xing Gui's waist.

  Whoosh!

  Inside the tent, sword lights and shadows of swords, both knives and swords have made hundreds of moves.

  Knives and swords clashed, Su Duan's body was covered in sword scars, Xing Gui's body was covered in knife scars, the two of them were already battered and bruised after just a brief moment.

  The clash of sword light and sword shadow continued, like two rays of light entwining each other.

  Suddenly, the gleam of the knife and the shadow of the sword disappeared simultaneously.

  The ghost stood still, Su Duan also stood still.

  Su Duan's face had two blood marks on it, his good looks were ruined, but he didn't care at all, and instead laughed loudly.

  The expression on the ghost's face stiffened, and his body also stiffened. A blood mark appeared at his brow, and the blood mark went down, his skull was cut open by a knife, he had already stopped breathing, and his corpse fell backwards.

  "You're just a mediocre king, and your death is not unjust." Su Duan slowly walked out of the large tent, gazing at the starry sky. "Today is not a good day to kill people, but you insist on taking action. When one is in the world of martial arts, their life is not their own."

  In the depths of the dense forest on one side, Su Dao Xing caught up with that black-clothed person.

  The man in black slowly turned around, gazing at Su Dao Xing with a playful expression, saying: "You're Su Dao Xing. Killing you would mean completing tonight's mission. However, what I didn't expect was that the one to kill you would be me, not Jing Gui."

  In the eyes of Hei Yifu, Su Daoxing was already a dead man.

  Su Dao Xing felt a strong sense of disgust at the gaze directed towards him, as if he was being looked at like a dead man. He threw a punch, one that carried a powerful and imposing aura, like a giant's fist.

  The man in black drew out a sword and thrust it at the giant fist as if stabbing into foam, striking once, the giant fist shattered.

  "You are Jiuzhuang Wugong!" Su Dao Xing looked at his opponent, who easily broke through his own fist, and knew that his opponent's strength was above his.

  The man in black raised his sword and pointed it forward slightly, and a massive sword energy burst out like a fierce tiger escaping from its cage.

  Su Dao Xing's face was solemn, his palms facing forward and pushing out a bloody aura that transformed into a shield to block the sword's momentum.

  Boom!

  The sword's momentum tore through the Blood Qi shield and continued to bombard Su Dao Xing.

  Cheers!

  Su Dao Xing let out a loud roar and his body was filled with blood energy as he charged towards the sword's momentum.

  Boom!

  The sword momentum was shattered by Su Dao Xing, and Su Dao Xing was also blasted flying out by that powerful force.

  A figure in black appeared like a ray of light and instantly arrived at Su Daoming's body, which had fallen to the ground. With a slanted sword, he attempted to stab Su Daoming's neck.

  That sword light was as swift as lightning in Su Dao Xing's eyes, he dodged to the side and avoided the slanted stab of the sword by a hair's breadth.

  Hmph!

  The black-clad man's sword pierced Su Dao Xing's shoulder, as if it had stabbed into leather, leaving only a bloodstain without piercing through his shoulder.

  "What a strong defense, the realm of the Eighth Martial King, possessing the defense of the Ninth Martial King. Truly worthy of being Su Dao Lin's younger brother, not an ordinary person." The black-clothed man praised, and with one sword strike after another, each strike landed on the same position on Su Dao Xing's body.

  Su Dao Xing's defense is even stronger, and his body can't withstand hundreds of uninterrupted stabs in the same spot at the same time.

  Su Dao Xing wouldn't just sit and wait for death, he retreated to one side, avoiding the black-clad man's thrust.

  Men in black followed closely behind Su Dao Xing, intent on assassinating him.

  Su Dao Xing's spiritual awareness was extremely terrifying, turning danger into safety time and again. Even when his body was occasionally pierced by the sword of a black-clad man, he only suffered minor injuries.

  In the dense forest, an attack, a dodge.

  Su Dao Xing used the trees in the dense forest as a shield, when the black-clad man's sword came stabbing over, he dodged behind the tree, causing the sword to stab into the tree instead.

  Su Dao Xing's figure was like a fish swimming in the dense forest, dodging the black-clad man's fierce and ruthless stabs.

  The man in black had a look of urgency on his face, he knew that the longer they dragged it out, the more unfavorable it would be for him.

  Su Dao Xing was stalling for time, he was just a mediocre martial artist, and whether it was his cultivation or experience in dealing with enemies, he was not as good as the black-clothed assassin. As long as one of the four masters came to rescue him, he would be successful.

  "How detestable!" The black-clad man suddenly became vicious and, disregarding Su Dao's waking counterattack of a punch, thrust his sword towards Su Dao's chest.

  Pfft!

  Su Dao woke up and dodged, but couldn't avoid it, a blood stain appeared on his chest.

  The black-clad man swung his sword at an extreme speed, and in an instant, a dozen or so knives fell like rain, striking the same spot on Su Dao Xing's chest.

  Su Dao woke up with his heart and belly open to blood and flesh.

  Su Dao Xing grasped the sword blade with both hands and circulated his blood energy to tightly seal the sword.

  The man in black sneered, constantly twitching his sword, leaving a trail of blood marks on Su Dao Xing's hands. His purpose was clear: first disable Su Dao Xing's hands, then stab him in the heart with one sword, ending his life.

  Splash!

  A flash of knife light like a streak of lightning flashed by.

  Bang!

  The black-clad man's sword-wielding hand was severed, and he retreated in fright, only to see a one-armed martial king suddenly appear on his side.

  Su Dao Xing saw Su Duan and knew he had succeeded in stalling for time until Su Duan's reinforcements arrived.

  Su Dao Xing grasped the black-clad man's sword with one hand, and with a reverse stroke of his own sword, he swept away the black-clad man's severed palm. With another swift motion, he flung his sword forward, striking straight at the black-clad man's heart.

  The man in black was caught off guard by Su Duan's sudden appearance, and for a brief moment, he was stunned. It was this moment that decided life and death. Su Dao Xing took advantage of the opportunity to strike back with his sword, piercing the man's heart.

  The man in black felt a chill run down his spine as the strength of his body slowly drained away.

  Su Duan drew his sword and with one slash, he cut open the black-robed man's throat.

  The man in black fell to the ground dead.

  Su Hong Zhuang, Su Hen, and Su Liu Zhi came over one after another.

  "This time, the Peng family miscalculated and underestimated our strength, resulting in their elite troops being defeated." Su Duan sheathed his sword and walked back.

  Su Liu Zhi handled the five corpses, and the group returned to the tent to continue resting.

  The next morning, the students of Huqing Fu and their guardians continued on their way to Wanfo Temple.

  Su Dao Xing and four guardians rode on Qian Li Ju, surveying their surroundings.

  "Look quickly, that Buddha statue is actually sitting on top of a cloud."

  As one scholar let out a cry of surprise, everyone looked up towards the distance.

  That is a giant Buddha statue carved out of a mountain, using an entire mountain to carve out a Buddha statue, that's the kind of skill only a saint could have, a skill that reaches the heavens.

  The upper part of the Buddha statue above the neck is above the clouds, and the lower part is below the clouds, appearing in front of everyone.

  In the distance, it's not just one Buddha statue with its body above the clouds, but hundreds and thousands of Buddha statues all have their bodies above the clouds.

  The largest Buddha statue, with parts above the waist hidden in the clouds.

  The Temple of Ten Thousand Buddhas is near!

  The crowd continued on their way, seeing temple after temple along the road, some of which were in ruins, some of which had already lost their incense, and some of which had become historical relics.

  Su Dao Xing gazed at the dilapidated temples, and suddenly had an idea to buy a small temple near Wanfo Temple and rebuild it into his own sacred temple using holy stones.

  The establishment of temples and the canonization of saints are the core tenets of the theology of Gui Sant.

  Su Dao Xing is the successor of Gui Sheng, he wants to build a temple and lay a solid foundation for becoming a saint.

  Su Dao Xing is now penniless, otherwise he wouldn't be riding a lowly steed like Qian Li Ju. He can only temporarily put on hold his plan to rebuild the Holy Temple and think of ways to collect money for it.

  The distant and melodious bell sound comes from the mountain.

  Everyone felt a refreshing sensation all over their body, and the impurities in their mind were washed away by the bell's sound.

  Temples lined up one after another along the way, and temples with increasingly prosperous incense gradually increased.

  The sound of chanting scriptures came from inside the temple.

  The Wanfo Temple is not a temple, but ten thousand temples. There are large temples and small temples. The temple surrounded by Buddha statues that pierce the sky is the most sacred and noble temple in Wanfo Temple, where Buddhist saints have emerged.

  One by one, students go to those temples, they will worship Buddha for ten days in the temple and pray for blessings for their families.

  Kong Feixuan, Peng Yunshang, Luo Songtao, Wang Chao, famous people in the school one by one chose to pray for blessings at temples with a good reputation.

  Su Dao Xing did not go to the temple arranged by the Su family for him, but instead brought four guardians to a temple deep in the mountains. He decided to try his luck and see if he could find an ancient sacred temple, and then occupy it as his own.

  According to the description left by Guisheng in an ancient book, some inconspicuous temples in Wanfo Temple were built with sacred stones. Guisheng discovered a sacred temple and took it for himself, turning the ancient people's sacred temple into his own sacred temple.

  Su Dao Xing knew that the probability of finding the holy temple in Wanfo Temple was very small, but he still decided to look for it. The cost of building a holy temple was too high, and he currently didn't have the power to build another one, so he could only try his luck.