Ye Hongyu suddenly appeared in the main hall of the Devil's Doctrine. Her left shoulder was covered with coagulated blood beads. Her red dress was torn and could not cover her body. She looked extremely embarrassed, but her eyes were still shockingly bright.
Ning Que did not know that she had relied on the Qi in her chest to break all the stones in front of her and come to this place with great difficulty. However, he could guess what kind of hardships she had gone through just by looking at her. He could not help but admire her a little.
Compared with the faint admiration, he was more nervous to see the Tao Addict here. His right hand quickly reached behind him and held the hilt. He was ready to take advantage of the Tao Addict's weakness to kill this terrifying enemy.
However, he found that Ye Hongyu did not pay attention to him at all. Mo Shanshan, who was leaning against the wall, did not pay attention to him. The Tao Addict and the Calligraphy Addict looked at the skinny monk in the Bone Mountain, intoxicated and speechless.
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To the east of the West-Hill Divine Kingdom, there was a large round stone pillar near the sea. It was used to resist the dangerous waves on the sea. Behind the stone pillar was the Kingdom of Song. Perhaps because it was used to the rain and wind on the sea, this inconspicuous small country had contributed many great people to the world. Many priests in the Divine Hall came from the Kingdom of Song. The Great Divine Priest of Light who had been imprisoned for many years also came from the Kingdom of Song. One night many years ago, a water lily bloomed in the backyard of an aristocratic family mansion in the capital of the Kingdom of Song. Along with the lotus, a baby boy was born. So the baby boy was named Lian Sheng.
The young master of an aristocratic family, Lian Sheng, was not too amazing in his youth. Like the other young masters around him, he studied and took exams. Then he was awarded an official position and married a wife. However, his wife died of illness before he had a child. After his wife passed away, Lian Sheng built a grass hut near the grave. He was sad and withered and did not show his happiness for three months.
One night, it was raining heavily outside the grass hut. Lian Sheng walked into the wind and rain and meditated for half a night. He came back in wet clothes and wrote a mourning essay for his wife. Then he threw the brush into the new grass in front of the grave and floated away with a laugh.
In the following years, Lian Sheng visited the mountains and many cultivation sects. At that time, the essay for his wife was spread to the world and caused many people to cry. He was already famous and all the sects treated him with respect, but they were not willing to talk to him about cultivation.
In the autumn of the second year, Lian Sheng swam to the Wa Mountain and took shelter in the Lanke Temple when it rained.
That night, when he was lying quietly in the back hall, he happened to hear an old monk talking about Buddhism. After thinking about it for a day and a night, he walked back to the main door of the Lanke Temple and rang the bell. He pushed the door open and entered the room. He told the reception monk that he wanted to debate with the abbot of the Lanke Temple.
The debate lasted for 32 days. Lian Sheng's eloquent words were like a lotus blooming in the clouds of Tile Mountain. During the conversation, there were faint cries of divine birds among the trees by the cliff, attracting the attention of countless famous scholars.
The debate at the Lanke Temple became another grand event after the Yue Laan Hungry Ghost Festival. The name of Master Lotus began to spread in the world.
On the last day, the former Haotian hierarch of the West-Hill Divine Palace came from Peach Mountain and invited Lotus as a visiting professor in front of thousands of people. Unexpectedly, Lian Sheng smiled and declined. Then, he stroked his head in front of the Elder of the Lanke Temple in Tile Mountain. His black hair fell like a black lotus and his Buddhist heart became firmer.
When the leaves fell in autumn, Lian Sheng left the Lanke Temple in Tile Mountain. He crossed the river to the Ink Lake, went through the wild forest and entered the Yuelun Kingdom. Then, he disappeared in the vast Wilderness in the northwest of the Yuelun Kingdom. No one knew where he went.
A few years later, a monk returned from the Wilderness. He walked around the palace and talked about karma and Lucky Chance with the nobles and commoners in the streets. He was well-versed in Buddhism and had a good character. He was respected by the world.
There was no Master Lotus in the world, but there was Master Lotus.
At that time, the Devil's Doctrine was very powerful. It was hard to stop their infiltration of the countries in the Central Plains. Among them, there were two Elders of the Devil's Doctrine who were the most mysterious. They secretly provoked the relationship between the sects of the countries and caused many bloody disasters. However, no one knew where the two Elders of the Devil's Doctrine were hiding.
That spring, Master Lotus was invited by the Haotian hierarch of West-Hill to teach at the Divine Hall. During the banquet, the Vice Headmaster of the Revelation Institute spoke with contempt and dissatisfaction. Master Lotus strolled to the Vice Headmaster's seat in front of the Hierarch Lord and many powerhouses of the Divine Hall. Then, he killed him. The Vice Headmaster of the Revelation Institute was one of the two Elders of the Devil's Doctrine.
The Hierarch of Haotian Taoism invited Master Lotus to the Divine Hall again. This time, he was not a Foreign Minister. Instead, he invited him to take up the position of the Great Divine Priest of Judgment that had been vacant for many years. Master Lotus said that it was not time yet and declined again.
Master Lotus left the Peach Mountain and went to the Tile Mountain. He had been enlightened in the Tile Mountain. Now that he had returned from the outside world, he stayed in the Lanke Temple to cultivate. He did not receive any visitors for two years and was gradually forgotten by the world.
One day, a high-ranking sweeping monk in the Lanke Temple suddenly died. The entire temple was shocked. Master Lotus walked out of the room and admitted that he had killed the sweeping monk. The sweeping monk was another Elder of the Devil's Doctrine hidden in the Central Plains. Master Lotus lived in seclusion in the Tile Mountain for two years in order to investigate this matter.
At that point, the two most mysterious Elders of the Devil's Doctrine hidden in the Central Plains, Wind and Cloud, were both dead. Many of the Devil's Doctrine's evil and bloody plans were exposed. Master Lotus' name was known throughout the world.
The White Tower Temple of the Yuelun Kingdom and the Lanke Temple of the Tile Mountain remembered his kindness and honored him as the Protector of the Front Gate of the Buddhism Sect.
The West-Hill Divine Palace rewarded him and invited him to read the Six Tomes of Arcane. Then, he was conferred the title of the Great Divine Priest of Judgment.
Master Lotus became the first disciple of the Buddhism Sect in history to become the Great Divine Priest of the West-Hill Divine Palace.
A few years later, the Grand Master of the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall was involved in the murder at the Lanke Temple. Master Lotus was saddened by the death of his old friend and was willing to take responsibility. He refused to stay on the Peach Mountain and refused to be the Great Divine Priest. He left and went into seclusion.
From then on, there was no Master Lotus in the world of cultivation. However, Master Lotus' name was still being passed down in this world until now.
In the memories of the current world, Master Lotus was always shrouded in a layer of benevolence and mysteriousness. The benevolence was because of his actions, and the mysteriousness was because his dazzling life was too legendary.
Master Lotus was good at writing and calligraphy. He studied the world and read old books quietly. There was no hindrance in his cultivation. He understood Tao in the Lanke Temple and entered the Knowing Destiny State in a few years. His Dharma was profound and his Haotian Taoism cultivation method was equally profound. He was a great writer and calligrapher, a protector of the Front Gate of the Buddhism Sect and the Great Divine Priest of Judgment of the Divine Hall.
Such a person who was willing to get close to all the beauty in the world, had the ability to understand all the laws in the world, and was brave enough to take on all the things in the world. He did it so perfectly. No one knew if he would appear again in the future.
In many people's eyes, such a perfect person could not be acquired through cultivation. He could only be born with it. That was why the later generations left such an evaluation of him, who had disappeared without a trace, "There was a lotus in the west that fell into the world. It had 32 petals. Each petal was different, and each petal was a world."
His Buddhist name was Liansheng 32.
He was like a white lotus that had drifted down to the mortal world. Every single lotus petal that bloomed like jade revealed a great ability, and it brought a trace of comfort to this ugly and filthy world.
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Ning Que knelt down and kowtowed to the mossy sword mark on the stone in the Great Blockage Formation outside the Front Gate of the Devil's Doctrine. It was because he was kowtowing to his elder, the closeness in his blood, the admiration and yearning in his spirit.
To the Tao Addict and Mo Shanshan, Master Lotus was also a mountain that had been in their consciousness since the beginning of cultivation. Their blood flowed naturally with closeness and admiration.
That was why they did not care about what Ning Que was thinking at this moment. They did not have any desire to fight. They knelt down and kowtowed to the skinny old monk with great respect.
Compared to the Calligraphy Addict, the Tao Addict was obviously more excited. She was the Grand Master of the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall, and Master Lotus had once been the Great Divine Priest of Judgment of the Divine Hall. That meant that Master Lotus was like her Grandmaster. More importantly, although the Judicial Department was the most powerful place in the West-Hill Divine Palace, it had a bad reputation because of the prisoners. In the eyes of the world, it was always more gloomy than holy. For hundreds of years, only when the Divine Lord Lotus was in power could the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall suppress the evils of the Devil's Doctrine and gain the respect of the people. The elders in the Judicial Department could not forget the good times in the past. Therefore, in the eyes of the people in the Judicial Department, Divine Lord Lotus had a special status.
She could not suppress the shock and excitement in her heart. Looking at the lotus handprint on the old monk's abdomen, she said with a trembling voice, "I am Ye Hongyu, the Priest of the Judicial Department of the Divine Hall. Greetings, Divine Lord Lotus. Everyone in the Peach Mountain thought that Divine Lord Lotus had achieved great success in cultivation and had gone to serve Haotian. I did not expect that I would have the good fortune to meet the Divine Lord Lotus."
Master Lotus did not expect to see a newcomer from the Judicial Department here. After a slight pause, he gently sighed and said, "I have said that time is unknown in the mountains. Now it seems that it is true. A clean and lovely girl like you has been dragged into the muddy water. What a pity."
If it was anyone else who described the Judicial Department as a muddy water, Ye Hongyu would definitely make that person suffer a fate worse than death. However, at this moment, she did not have any reaction. This was because the one who said this was the ancestor of the Judicial Department. She did not dare to disobey him. More importantly, Divine Lord Lotus's voice was so gentle and kind, as if he was a grandfather who loved his little granddaughter. It made her feel warm and shy, which was rarely seen.
The voices of the Three Addicts shook the world. Now, the Tao Addict and the Calligraphy Addict were kneeling in front of the Bone Mountain like obedient children. Only Ning Que was still standing straight. Mo Shanshan secretly pulled him a few times, but he pretended not to see it.
Ning Que was not like the Calligraphy Addict and the Tao Addict, who had studied in sects since young and knew so many legends of the cultivation world. He had only entered the cultivation world with great difficulty two years ago. His Senior Brothers and Sisters at the back of the mountain of the Academy were not interested in telling stories. Therefore, his knowledge was too limited. He had never even heard of the name Lotus 32.
Therefore, he naturally could not kneel in reverence like Mo Shanshan and Ye Hongyu.
Hearing the four words "Divine Lord Lotus", he looked at the old monk sitting in the pile of bones and laughed. He said, "So you were once the Great Divine Priest of Judgment of the Divine Hall. No wonder you wanted to destroy the Devil's Doctrine."
His smile gradually faded. He stared at the old monk's face and said, "But I still don't understand. Why did you spend half of your life to create such a plot to harm my Youngest Uncle? If it were me, I would not do this even if I had eaten too much."
There was actually someone in this world who dared to use such a disrespectful tone to question the Divine Lord Lotus!
Ye Hongyu, who was kneeling in front of the Bone Mountain, turned around and looked at Ning Que coldly. Her eyebrows were slightly raised and as sharp as swords.
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