Chapter 17 Infinite

Jian Pavilion returned to its peaceful life, and Huan Yin still worked hard to stick to 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 Jian Pavilion. In the eyes of the sect, Jian Pavilion was already useless and in name only. In the eyes of most of the fellow disciples, Jian Pavilion only had two useless people, who were just the topic of conversation in their spare time and the object of ridicule when they were bored.

Huan Yin and his apprentice were also accustomed to such a life. The most important thing was that they knew what they were doing and what they wanted to get, and that was enough.

One day, Duan Yun asked Huan Yin to go to the forest inside the mountain gate to find some silk grass. This silk grass is soft and hard, and it cannot be cut by a sword. It must be dug out of the soil with roots. It is a good material for casting soft swords. It is rare and can only be found in the fairyland with abundant spiritual energy.

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

Huan Yin kept looking along the way down the mountain, but he didn't see any trace of silk grass. From time to time, several fellow disciples passed by him, some pointed and some laughed directly.

"Hey, isn't this the inner disciple of Jiange? He must be the waste who has not cultivated for more than half a year." An outer disciple saw Huanyin passing by and said sarcastically.

"Waste still needs waste to support, who made him find a good master, although he is also a waste, but his status is high." Another outer disciple also followed suit.

Obviously, these outer disciples are jealous of Huanyin's treatment and status as an inner disciple. Huanyin was a little annoyed. These people said that it didn't matter to him, but they shouldn't say his master.

In the end, Huanyin walked away silently. The master said that he had to prove it to these people with actions, and it was useless to be angry.

Huanyin went all the way down to the forest at the foot of the mountain, but he didn't find the silk grass. Suddenly, he saw a cold pond in the north from a distance, and the white cold air floated from the pond, which was actually a bit fairy-like. Huan Yin had been here before, but he didn't remember there was a cold pond here. He was very surprised. Did he get lost? He approached the cold pond with curiosity.

"Bitch, it's your blessing to serve me in eight lifetimes. Don't be shameless." Suddenly, a voice came from the side of the pond.

Huan Yin followed the voice and approached. He saw three male disciples of the sect by the cold pond. They were all about fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing the robes of inner disciples. Huan Yin recognized the one in the lead. He was the disciple of Taiyin Zhenren who bullied his master and apprentice at the exit of the main hall of the sect that day. His name was Chen Chuan. He was a famous bully in the sect. He often bullied the disciples in the sect by relying on his master's status in the sect. There was a female disciple lying on the ground in front of Chen Chuan and the other two. She was also about fifteen or sixteen years old. Judging from her clothes, she was an outer disciple. She looked pretty, but her face was covered with tears.

"Chen, Brother Chen, I, I can't do this. Don't do this." The female disciple on the ground said with sobs.

"No? That means you're a virgin? Haha, I like people who don't know. Come, I'll teach you, hahaha." Chen Chuan obviously wanted to do that obscene thing to this outer sect female disciple.

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

"Hmph, since you don't want to, I don't mind using force, maybe that's a different taste." Chen Chuan said with an obscene face, staring at the female disciple.

"You really don't know how to appreciate it. 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 sect disciple." A male disciple next to Chen Chuan continued.

However, the female disciple did not answer again, but just cried. Seeing that she had no intention of obeying, Chen Chuan showed impatience on his face. He stepped forward and grabbed her hand, pulled her up, and said, "If you don't accept the toast, you will drink the penalty wine." As he said that, he stretched out his hand to pull the clothes on the female disciple.

"Stop!" Huan Yin stood out from the woods next to him and shouted. Although this matter had nothing to do with him, he couldn't bear to watch a woman being humiliated in front of him.

Chen Chuan was startled by the sudden sound, stopped his hand and looked at Huan Yin. He was a little annoyed when he saw that it was only Huan Yin. He said viciously: "Damn, who did I think it was? It turned out to be you, a waste. I am enjoying myself here, and it has nothing to do with you. Get out of here!"

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

"Chen Chuan, what's the point of bullying a woman? Let her go!" Huan Yin glared at Chen Chuan.

"Waste, are you out of your mind? Do you think you can do anything to me? It's not too late to get out now, otherwise when I lose my patience, do you think I will still care about the feelings of fellow disciples in this deserted place?" Chen Chuan's good deeds were interrupted, and he said impatiently.

"Come at me if you dare!" Huan Yin's anger surged up, not afraid at all.

Chen Chuan lost his patience when he heard Huan Yin say this, and threw a knife at Huan Yin. Although it was just an ordinary knife, it was shot from the hands of a monk, and Huan Yin could not dodge it. His left shoulder was stabbed by the knife instantly, and blood flowed out, dyeing the place bright red.

Huan Yin was stabbed in the shoulder, but his expression 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 kept shaking 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 turned sideways to avoid 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 will definitely cultivate yourself to become an immortal, and you will have to cultivate yourself in heaven and earth without being 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 and hesitated in front of my 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!