That was trust.
Ning Que trusted the Academy and his Senior Brother. Therefore, in the face of such a dangerous situation, he had been waiting for Eldest Brother to discover that something was wrong with the Lanke Temple and rush over to save him and Sangsang. He knew that Eldest Brother would definitely rush over if he discovered that the situation had changed.
If Eldest Brother could not rush over, then the one who started the trouble had to solve it. He could only try his best to kill Master Boshu, who held the Yue laan Bell, and then find a way to escape the Lanke Temple.
He glanced at the big black umbrella above his head and confirmed that it could still withstand the Light of Buddha for a while. He said, "Buddha is merciful. Killing is not the only way to cure diseases."
Master Qishan said, "That's right. I will teach her the Dharma. What I want is not to reduce the hostility, but to make the cold aura in her body more peaceful and stable. Then, according to the Headmaster's idea, Mr. First and I will discuss it. When Sangsang's Dharma deepens, we will think of a way to hide her."
Ning Que asked, "Hide her?"
Master Qishan said, "Because this is the only way to prevent Yama from discovering the Underworld aura in her body when his gaze slowly sweeps over the human world."
Ning Que said, "Doesn't that mean we have to imprison her for life? What's the difference between that and killing her? "
"There's no need to imprison her for life."
Master Qishan said, "Since Haotian has 70,000 worlds, no matter how powerful Yama is, it will take a long time for him to check the worlds one by one if his doppelgangers in these worlds do not actively send out messages. When Yama's eyes stop on other worlds, Sangsang can naturally come out."
Cheng Ziqing asked solemnly, "The Way of Heaven is unpredictable. Ordinary people like us cannot even touch the consciousness of Haotian and Yama. How can we know when Yama's gaze is not on the human world?"
Master Qishan explained, "Last year, the Great Divine Priest of Revelation was in Chang 'an and saw that Sangsang would appear in the West-Hill Divine Palace three years later. Sangsang is about to wake up. This proves that Yama's gaze should be on our world in the next two years."
Ning Que was silent. He had only wanted to delay some time by asking questions. He did not expect Master Qishan to really have a way to deal with Yama as he had said a few days ago. He did not expect Master Qishan's deduction to be so reasonable. He could not help but feel a little complicated.
Master Boshu said solemnly, "However, there is no place in the world that can hide from Yama's eyes."
Master Qishan's palm slowly landed on the chessboard in front of him. He said calmly, "There is."
Ning Que looked at the chessboard, which was neither a chess piece nor a stone, and thought of his encounter in the world of the chessboard that day. His mood changed again.
After a moment of silence, Master Boshu said, "Even though this is a ritual implement left behind by Buddha, I still believe that it cannot be hidden from Yama's eyes. Uncle-Master, you have underestimated the existence above the mortal world."
"Underestimating the Nether King … How foolish would that be?"
Master Qishan turned over the chessboard in front of him and said calmly, "What I want Sangsang to hide from is not the eye of Yama, but … time."
"Time?" Ning Que asked.
"That's right, it is time."
Master Qishan looked at the crowd and said, "You should have heard of the legend of the Lanke Temple. However, no one would believe the legend to be true. Even you, Ning Que, would subconsciously forget it."
"This chessboard left behind by Buddha can change the speed of the flow of time. The front side slows it down, and the back side speeds it up. If one enters the chessboard from the back side, it will only take a moment for several years to pass in the human world."
Master Qishan said, "Turning two years into an instant means that during these two years, Sangsang will disappear from the world. How will Yama find her?"
Hearing this, everyone in the hall was shocked speechless. How could they have imagined that someone could come up with such a plan? What shocked them even more was that this person wasn't afraid of the arrival of the daughter of the King of Hell. Instead, he wanted to fight against the King of Hell. What kind of confidence was this?
Master Boshu continued, "This method seems to make sense, but no one has ever used it before, so it is still very risky. However, since the Daughter of Yama has arrived, we have to use it."
"The only method is the best method …"
Ning Que thought of this famous saying from the Academy. He understood who could think of such a whimsical method, and who dared to fight with Yama for Sangsang. He could not help but feel his eyes moisten.
Master Qishan looked at Ning Que and said, "The Headmaster of the Academy thought of this method, and Mr. First and I decided to try it. However, since it is of great importance, we did not mention it to anyone, including you and Sangsang. I will not tell you before entering the chessboard, because this is the only way to ensure safety."
Ning Que understood and said, "Because if the world knew that Sangsang is the Daughter of Yama, they would not think of a solution like you and the Headmaster of the Academy. They would only think of killing her."
"That's right." Master Qishan looked at Master Boshu and sighed with melancholy. "However, who would have thought that someone would leave the Xuankong Temple with the Jingling Bell, resulting in the current situation."
Boshu knew what he meant and said, "Uncle, I came to the Xuankong Temple under orders."
Upon hearing his answer, the wrinkles on Master Qishan's face deepened. He subconsciously looked out of the hall and at the white walls and yellow temples along the slope of the mountain. His face was filled with worry.
Quni Madi suddenly said sternly, "Who can guarantee that a method that has never been used before will work? The Headmaster of the Academy is gambling with Yama. He is so bold and confident, but the wager is the safety of the entire world. Why should the world gamble with him? "
Master Qishan was silent. It was obvious that before he decided to cure Sangsang, he had already predicted what kind of questions and censure he would face if the world knew about this.
Master Boshu chanted the name of Buddha and said sternly, "All living beings are equal. The Headmaster of the Academy is just one of them. What right does he have to make all living beings risk their lives with him? The Daughter of Yama must die!"
Master Qishan said, "All living beings are equal. Sangsang is also one of them. She has done nothing wrong, so why should she die?"
Master Boshu said, "She is the Daughter of Yama, and that is the original sin. Even if she practices Buddhism and does good all her life, once she wakes up, she will be committing a crime against the entire world!"
Ning Que looked up at the big black umbrella again.
The grease and dirt on the outside of the umbrella had been gradually eroded away by the Light of Buddha, revealing the pure black cloth. A ray of Light of Buddha shone through the gap of the umbrella and landed on Sangsang's shoulder.
Sangsang seemed to have been stabbed by a knife. Her face turned pale, but she bit her lips and did not make a sound. However, Ning Que carried her on his back and felt her body suddenly stiffen. How could he not know how much pain she was in?
The big black umbrella had become thinner and thinner, and it was about to collapse.
Ning Que needed it to hold on for a while longer, but Eldest Brother had not arrived yet.
He looked at Master Qishan and said, "It seems that we will never have the chance to learn Buddhism from you in this lifetime. There is no way to cure this illness. Just as you expected, the world has always lacked true compassion."
Then he looked at Sangsang and asked, "Can you still hold on?"
"Can you still hold the big black umbrella? Can you still hold it?"
Sangsang weakly replied with a hum.
Master Qishan sighed and said, "But no matter how big the world is, there is no place for you. Where are you going?"
Ning Que said, "I want to go back to the Academy."
The master said, "Of course the Academy will take you in, but what about her? Before your identity as the Daughter of Yama was exposed, the Academy loved you and could treat her secretly. But what about now? "
Ning Que was silent. He did not know what to do. He could not bring disaster to the Academy.
Master Boshu said, "The problem now is that you can no longer leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flurry of footsteps outside the hall. The door of the back temple of the Lanke Temple opened. The cultivators who had sensed something strange were blocked outside by the monks, but 68 yellow-robed monks entered in a line. They sat in groups of four on the stone floor in front of the hall.
The Buddha chanted, and a solemn and compassionate aura of Buddhism enveloped the entire Lanke Temple. The bells of the seventeenth hall rang again, and the tactical array of Light of Buddha grew stronger.
Master Qishan looked at the abbot of the Lanke Temple kneeling outside the hall and vaguely guessed something. He wanted to scold this unfilial disciple, but he could only sigh with heartache.
After all, Master Boshu was the president of the Commandment Yard of the Xuankong Temple. He held a high position in the hearts of the Buddhist disciples in the human world. It seemed that he had shut himself in the meditation room for the past few days, but in fact, he had easily taken over the Lanke Temple.
Monk Guan Hai knelt behind Master Qishan and supported his teacher, who was on the verge of collapse. He looked at his Senior Brothers and Martial Nephews on the stone floor outside the hall with an expression of extreme grief and indignation.
Master Boshu said indifferently, "Uncle, if you do not want to betray Buddhism and become a sinner who destroys the world, then please remain silent and safe today."
After saying this, the high monk of the Xuankong Temple frowned slightly, as if he was in pain. However, the luster in his gem-like eyes suddenly dimmed, as if he had lost some of his Buddha nature.
Last time, Ning Que had not been prepared and allowed this person to shake the bronze bell. How could he give him the chance to do so again this time? Moreover, he had already determined that shaking the Buddha's sacred object, Yue Lan Bell, would be a heavy burden on Master Boshu. In other words, Boshu's power would decrease by a few notches. Therefore, he had been observing and waiting. He was waiting for Master Boshu to shake the bronze bell again. That would be the time for him to strike.
Seeing Boshu frown, Ning Que stuck his podao into the ground in front of his feet. Without any warning, he took out the iron bow from his back and shot an arrow at Boshu at a speed that surpassed everyone's imagination.
The iron arrow pierced through the air silently and arrived in front of Boshu in a flash.
In front of the Primordial Thirteen Arrows that were so powerful that they could ignore space, only someone like Long Qing, who had many experiences, or someone like Ye Hongyu, who had an innate fighting talent, could avoid it.
Master Boshu had thought that he had taken the legendary Primordial Thirteen Arrows of the Academy seriously. However, he had not expected this arrow to be so terrifying!
The high monk of the Xuankong Temple did not have time to narrow his eyes or change his expression. He did not even have time to feel fear. He did not have time to react.
The only thing that could react in time was the bronze bell in his hand.
The bronze bell seemed to have also transcended the concept of time and sensed the danger of the iron arrow. It disappeared from Master Boshu's fingers and appeared in front of the iron arrow in the next moment.
The Yue Lan Bell left behind by Buddha was indeed mysterious beyond the level of the current cultivation world.
The iron arrow accurately and coldly hit the bronze bell.
However, it did not leave any mark on the bell.
No matter how powerful the Primordial Thirteen Arrows were, they were still the crystallization of the wisdom of the disciples in the back of the mountain of the Academy. At least for now, they could not be compared to the holy relic left behind by Buddha.
There was another important reason why the iron arrow could not leave a mark on the bronze bell. The arrowhead of the iron arrow was not sharp, but a small round iron cylinder.
Due to the strong impact, the small cylinder compressed violently and then exploded.
There was a loud bang!
Countless pieces of sharp iron shards shot out, making a terrifying sound as they shot towards Master Boshu.
The bronze bell had blocked the iron arrow, and Boshu's dhyana heart was greatly shaken and in pain. At this critical moment, he was indeed a high monk from the Xuankong Temple. In a very short time, he recited nine Vajra Sutras in his heart and laid nine layers of Buddhist mantra aura in front of him!
Most of the iron shards were blocked, but some managed to hit Boshu before the Buddhist mantra aura was laid out. In an instant, his body was drenched in blood.
Ning Que's reaction speed in battle was unparalleled. Almost at the same time he released the arrow, he confirmed that the Primordial Thirteen Arrows would not be able to break through the bronze bell's defense in a short time. He put away his bow and raised his blade. It seemed that he did not even have time to think. His body suddenly rushed forward, following the iron arrow.
The Great Spirit had already covered his entire body. Every muscle was as hard as a rock, and every step he took left a hole in the green stone floor of the temple, sending stone shards flying.
This was the first time Ning Que had unreservedly displayed all his power after being possessed by the Devil. He had used his body to the extreme, and suddenly possessed an unimaginably terrifying speed.
When he rushed in front of Master Boshu, he could even feel the lingering smell of the iron arrow exploding.
He chopped down on Boshu's face with the momentum of a mad tiger, and the light on the blade was like the blazing sun.
Master Boshu closed his eyes tightly and reached out to recall the bronze bell.
There was a sizzling sound!
The blade of the podao fell on the air around Master Boshu like cutting paper, continuously tearing it apart. In an instant, it had cut through six layers of the Buddhist mantra aura of Boshu!
Boshu spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground. He slapped the ground with his palm and sat up straight again. He rang the bronze bell!
The crisp sound of the bell rang again, and the seventeen ancient bells in the Lanke Temple rang again. The Buddha statue on top of Tile Mountain shone brightly, penetrating the mountain wind and forest, falling into the temple at the foot of the mountain and onto the big black umbrella. It was even thicker than before!
Under the big black umbrella, Sangsang's face became even paler. She spat out another mouthful of blood and leaned weakly on Ning Que's back, as if she could die at any moment. However, her hand was still tightly gripping the handle of the umbrella.
Master Boshu's cultivation state was extremely high, and he had long understood the various Buddhist dharma. When faced with Ning Que's desperate attack, he could have chosen to use the bronze bell as a weapon and fight for a while. Even if he had lost the initiative and could not turn the tables, he would not have been in such a dangerous situation.
However, there was only one thing on his mind now. He did not want to do anything that might give Ning Que a chance to take Sangsang away. He had to ensure that Sangsang died on the spot.
For this purpose, he did not hesitate to sacrifice himself.
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