"Look at the path ahead and leave a path of retreat. If we don't cut off our path of retreat, how can we walk the path ahead? "
Guru Dawa suddenly had a thought. "Tur Fan, this time, our path of retreat has been cut off. It may seem like we've cut off our path of reincarnation, but for us, it may be an opportunity. Living Buddha Jeb has cut off our path of retreat, but as long as we walk the path ahead, it may not be impossible for us to cultivate and reach the other side! Moreover, Mr Qin has given us a lot of resistance. "
"Well said!" Qin Lang applauded. If Guru Dawa could come to this realization, then there really was hope for them to reach the other side.
Of course, it was just hope. There were thousands of cultivators in this world, but those who could surpass themselves and reach the other side were few and far between.
Since Tur Fan and Guru Dawa had come to this realization, Qin Lang naturally didn't mind giving them a little help. He continued, "Guru and Guru, you should know why Living Buddha Jeb let me go today, right?"
"That's because he's a little afraid of you," Guru Tu Fan said.
"That's right, but do you know why he's afraid of me?" Qin Lang said. "I'm now the Prison Guardian Vajra of the Tantra. Speaking of which, the title 'Prison Guardian' is really appropriate for me, because the seal on my body is indeed used to seal the Gates of Hell. Living Buddha Jeb doesn't dare to suppress me because he's worried that we'll open the Gates of Hell. "
"What! The Gates of Hell! " Tur Fan and Guru Dawa finally understood why Living Buddha Jeb was afraid of Qin Lang. The Gates of Hell were too terrifying. Even the legendary true Buddhas couldn't purify all the evil spirits and monsters in hell. Living Buddha Jeb was only a living blessing, not a true Buddha.
"In other words, if you follow me in the future, you'll definitely benefit more than following Living Buddha Jeb — this is my promise to you." Qin Lang didn't miss the opportunity to throw an olive branch to Tur Fan and Dawa.
Although the two of them were abandoned, Living Buddha Jeb's abandoned pawns were two decent pawns for Qin Lang. Moreover, Tur Fan and Dawa's influence in the Autonomous Prefecture alone was enough for Qin Lang to cooperate with them. After all, there were many gangs in the Autonomous Prefecture, and many of them had escaped to other parts of the country. With the help of Tur Fan and Dawa, it would be much easier to control these outlaws.
"Alright, since Mr Qin values me so much, I'll definitely do my best to help Mr Qin." Dawa was the first to express his stance.
"Me too," Guru Tu Fan said. "We can only follow you now, Mr Qin. To be honest, the benefits I've gained from working with you in the Tantra can't even compare to the benefits I've gained from working with you. But, Mr Qin, you won't blame me for being too greedy, right? "
"Haha! The human heart is greedy! If one doesn't have the slightest bit of greed, how can one improve in cultivation? "Qin Lang laughed, not minding at all.
Indeed, with Qin Lang's current means, a mere spiritual pill was nothing to him.
What was important was the support of Tur Fan and Dawa.
Although the two of them had been abandoned by Living Buddha Jeb, as long as they returned to the Autonomous Prefecture, with their methods and prestige, they could still continue to be a "tyrant" of a religion. They could still mobilize tens of thousands of monks and millions of believers.
After forming an alliance, Tur Fan and Guru Dawa returned to their respective temples. Before they parted, Qin Lang gave the two some spiritual pills, and Guru Tu Fan promised to hand over the gangs in the Autonomous Prefecture to Qin Lang. With his identity and status, controlling a small gang was a piece of cake.
Qin Lang wasn't willing to stay here for long. He'd thought that after obtaining the title of Tantra, he could work together with Tantra and even find a chance to resolve the grudge between him and Xian Zong. At the very least, he could temporarily stop Xian Zong's revenge. But man proposes, God disposes. This time, although Qin Lang had obtained a "title", the loss outweighed the gain. He had even become a thorn in Living Buddha Jeb's side. This wasn't a good thing.
At the Sacred Mountain and Temple of Heaven, Living Buddha Jeb had some fear and didn't dare to fight with Qin Lang. But in other places, that might not be the case. Once Living Buddha Jeb found a way to control the seal of hell, or found a way to restrain Qin Lang, he would definitely make a move against Qin Lang. At that time, Qin Lang would probably be caught in a pincer attack by Xian Zong and Mi Zong.
After parting ways with Tur Fan and Dawa, Qin Lang didn't plan on returning to Anrong City immediately. Instead, he wanted to find a secluded mountain to cultivate in seclusion for a while. At the same time, he wanted to study the seal of hell and try to obtain more power from it.
The Tibetan and Qiang Autonomous Prefecture was vast and sparsely populated. It was relatively easy to find an uninhabited mountain.
However, for some reason, Qin Lang suddenly thought of the valley where Yin Wuhua lived in seclusion. Since he thought of it, Qin Lang decided to make a trip there. In any case, with Qin Lang's current speed, he could easily cover a thousand kilometers in a day and eight hundred kilometers in a night.
Since he was going to travel on foot, Qin Lang naturally avoided the main roads. However, he used the Fish Dragon Art and rushed at full speed. His steps were really as fast as flying. In particular, Qin Lang's 78 dantians were completely unfolded. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth circulated around his body, making his body as light as a swallow. Along the way, Qin Lang really looked like he was flying. However, Qin Lang's "flying" was completely different from those cultivators' flying swords. Qin Lang was running and leaping, like a wild beast running wildly in the wilderness.
The more he ran, the more intense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth circulated around Qin Lang's body, and the smoother it became. He was naturally more in harmony with heaven and earth.
There was no one to disturb him, and he did not need to worry about affecting others. Moreover, the air here was very good, and the natural scenery was very beautiful. Running in such natural mountains and rivers, Qin Lang only felt relaxed and carefree. This was a state of mind that he would never be able to experience in a city.
Traversing over mountains and ridges, trekking over mountains and rivers, Qin Lang was getting closer and closer to the valley where Yin Wuhua lived.
Finally, familiar plants appeared in front of Qin Lang's eyes. Qin Lang knew that he was not far from Yin Wuhua's valley. He could even feel a familiar feeling. This familiar feeling did not come from Qin Lang, but from Yin Wuhua's spiritual perception.
It seemed that Yin Wuhua had feelings for this land.
Qin Lang did not have any feelings for this land, but he was somewhat curious about it. He knew that Yin Wuhua was not a simple person. Since Yin Wuhua had chosen this place to live in seclusion, then he must have his reasons. And this place was definitely different from the others.
After passing through a dense forest in the summer, the valley once again appeared in front of Qin Lang. However, this valley was no longer the valley that Qin Lang had first seen. Not only had the terrain changed, there was also a dense fog outside. If not for Qin Lang's powerful spiritual energy cultivation, he would not have been able to find this valley.
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