These questions were about what Dipamkara was doing in the Graveyard of Gods and Devils. Was he fighting there like the Fire Jiao?
The other question was about the situation and the entrance to the Dark City.
According to the Pavilion Master, Chi Yanzi had already gone to the Dark City. Therefore, he would definitely go to this place. If he could get some relevant information from Randeng, he would not be like a headless fly, running around aimlessly in the sky.
When Wutian voiced these questions, Dipamkara pondered for a while and shook his head. "I can't tell you what happened in the Absolute Yin Ruins because your cultivation is not enough. Telling you will only burden you. As for the Dark City, I don't know the situation, but I know the entrance. If you must go, go to the underground of the Hell City. You can teleport in through that altar."
"So that altar is the entrance. No wonder Little Wu Hao said there was a small world inside. It's the Dark City." Wutian thought to himself. However, what troubled him was why no one was willing to tell him what happened in the ruins.
The Fire Jiao, the Ice Demon Master, and Dipamkara were the same. Moreover, the tone of the three was very similar. It was as if the matter inside was related to him.
"You don't have to think too much." Dipamkara thought for a moment and smiled. "If you promise me that today's matter will end here, I will reveal some information to you. This is not a threat. After all, all of this happened because of me. Therefore, I am willing to die to atone for my sins."
Hearing this, Wutian could not help but want to laugh. He shook his head and mocked, "You are about to die, and you can still say such things. Don't you think you are very hypocritical?"
"Just as you said, I am someone who is about to die. Then, wouldn't it be better for me to bear all the sins alone? Why do you have to drag innocent people into this and kill for nothing? "
From beginning to end, no matter how unpleasant Wutian's words were, Dipamkara did not show any anger. His tone was calm and indifferent. His old eyes were not turbid. Instead, they were as clear as a mirror and filled with benevolence.
"This is the state of mind a Buddha should have!" Wutian secretly nodded. However, he shook his head and said, "My character has always been to cut the weeds and eliminate the roots to prevent future troubles. If I were to stop here today, I'm afraid that your two disciples will not let this matter rest in the future. I will not be so foolish as to do such a troublesome thing."
"Speak! What are your conditions? "
"You actually guessed it?" Wutian was surprised.
"I've seen countless people in my life. How can you hide this little trick from me?" Randeng could not help but laugh.
Wutian was not ashamed at all. He said frankly, "Give me the White Phoenix Chicken's drumsticks and Buddhist prayer beads, and I will leave with my men immediately. Otherwise, there is no room for discussion. Also, don't even think about killing me. If I want to escape, you may not be able to stop me. "
As if he had already known what Wutian was thinking, Randeng was not surprised at all. He smiled slightly and said, "I can give you the drumsticks of the White Phoenix Chicken, but not the Buddhist prayer beads. It is not because it can exert part of the power of a Holy Weapon, but because the Buddhist prayer beads are the symbol of Gutuo Temple. If it is lost, Gutuo Temple will have no meaning to exist."
"Really?" Wutian was surprised. In his eyes, the Buddhist prayer beads were just a relatively powerful Imperial Weapon. He did not expect that they had such an important meaning in the heart of Gutuo Temple.
"Really." Randeng nodded and immediately said, "If you give up the Buddhist prayer beads, I am willing to give you my Sarira. When I was at the peak of Peerless Stage, my Sarira is not inferior to the Buddhist prayer beads. In terms of power, it is not inferior to your Holy Weapon."
"So strong? Why don't you give it to your two disciples? "
Randeng sighed and said with some disappointment, "Although they are Buddhas, they do not have a real Buddhist heart. If I give it to them, it may cause a bloody storm. At that time, people will be plunged into misery and suffering, and blood will flow like rivers. I will really become the greatest sinner of Buddhism. What's more, there has never been a case of Buddhism leaving the Sarira to the descendants. Everything depends on their efforts."
After pondering for a while, Wutian finally nodded and agreed, but added a condition. If One-armed and Randeng continued to pester him, he would not be polite.
"Don't worry about this. Although I will pass away soon, they will not dare to disobey my words." Randeng's eyes flashed with confidence, and he said softly to the outside of Xu Li Palace, "From now on, the grievances between Wutian and Gutuo Temple are written off. The disciples of Gutuo Temple are not allowed to take revenge on Wutian."
"Why did Master make such a decision?" One-armed was confused.
"Ah! Master's heart is too benevolent. He is too kind. I think he can't bear to kill and reached some kind of agreement with Wutian! "Buddha Lord sighed.
"But Wutian killed hundreds of disciples of Gutuo Temple. If we let him go like this, isn't it too easy for him?"
Du Bi's fists were tightly clenched and filled with hostility. He was not a kind person to begin with. It was just that his evil side had been deeply sealed after he entered the Buddhist Sect. After this battle, it had long been completely unleashed. Therefore, he was naturally extremely displeased when he heard his master's order.
"Senior Brother, don't say anything more. We must follow Master's orders unconditionally," Buddha Lord said helplessly. He had been with this senior brother for many years, so he knew his character like the back of his hand. If he did not mediate, he would definitely contradict his master.
"Ah!" One-armed sighed. "Forget it. Let it be written off! Anyway, Wutian, this enemy, really scares me. "
The two looked at each other, and their hearts were bitter. They immediately bowed and said, "We will follow Master's orders!"
"We will follow Ancestor's orders!"
Even the two leaders of Gutuo Temple had lowered their heads and agreed. The forty Vajra Buddhas and other Buddhist disciples naturally did not dare to object. They all bowed and kowtowed.
Hearing these words and seeing the reaction of the Gutuo Temple disciples, Gui Jianchou's face was extremely gloomy. He had thought that Gutuo Temple would be destroyed today, but he did not expect the result to be like this.
Gui Jianchou's eyes were overflowing with Demonic Qi. He laughed wildly and almost roared, "Old Randeng, you actually reconciled with a junior who has only cultivated for a few decades? Aren't you afraid that Gutuo Temple will become the laughingstock of the Five Great Continents? Wutian, you just wait for this Seat. This Seat will definitely avenge you, definitely! "
His words were filled with endless hatred and murderous intent. Once he finished speaking, Daemon's Grimace did not hesitate. He turned around and transformed into a cloud of black mist, quickly disappearing from everyone's sight. He was so fast that even Sword One and the others could not stop him in time.
He had no choice but to escape. Wutian had reconciled with Gutuo Temple, so he might turn around and deal with him.
Gui Jianchou had suffered a double loss this time. Not only had his plan failed, but he had also lost a hundred Ghost Envoys and even caused the death of his son. All of this was caused by Wutian, so he hated him. He wanted to skin him, pull out his tendons, and then turn him into ashes!
Wutian was about to chase after him, but he was stopped by Randeng. He shook his head and said, "You have almost destroyed Gutuo Temple this time. If you continue to use your Holy Weapon to fight with Gui Jianchou, I'm afraid that Xuli Mountain will be lost. For my sake, find another opportunity in the future!"
"Okay, I'll do it for your sake. Tell me! What do you want to tell me? " Wutian agreed without hesitation. Compared to killing Gui Jianchou, he was more eager to know what had happened in the ruins.
"There is something related to you in the Graveyard of Gods and Devils. However, you have to go there personally to get it. That's all I can say."
After he finished speaking, Randeng waved his hand, and the drumstick in Buddha Lord's hand suddenly disappeared and appeared beside him. Then, his thin body trembled, and a finger-sized golden bead floated up from the top of his head.
As soon as the bead left Randeng's body, Wutian could clearly sense that his vitality was suddenly draining at a crazy speed, as if he had lost his soul. His clear and spirited eyes quickly became turbid and dim.
Without any movement, the relic and drumstick floated to Wutian. Randeng slowly said, "Beast God and Beast Emperor gave you the Fire of the Soul, so I believe that you are not a bad person. However, I still have to remind you that I hope you can use it well and not use it to harm innocent creatures."
"I promise you that this relic will only kill the most vicious people!" Wutian solemnly promised, and then asked sincerely, "Can you tell me what the Primordial Spirit Splitting is?"
"Some things need to be understood by yourself. It may not be useful for others to tell you. However, I advise you that if you reach the Peak Stage of Peerless Realm one day, don't split your Primordial Spirit unless you have no other choice."
Burning Lamp's aura was extremely weak. Even his breathing and heartbeat seemed to have stopped. It was like a mosquito. If one did not listen carefully, one would not be able to hear it. Furthermore, this simple sentence was intermittent. It took him fifty-six breaths to finish it. It seemed that there was not much life left in his body.
"An expert at the Peak Stage of Peerless Realm, whose strength was shocking, and who was like a god in the eyes of mortals. However, he could not resist the erosion of time and finally turned into a handful of yellow soil."
Wutian sighed. In a flash of light, a drop of blood fell from his fingertip and seeped into the relic. The Master Recognition Ceremony was completed easily. With a move of his mind, the relic disappeared. The next moment, it appeared in his sea of consciousness, floating next to his soul.
Immediately, he turned his hand and took the drumstick of the White Phoenix Chicken. He said softly, "One-arm, Xuan Mo, come in!"
Before he finished his words, two figures landed in the hall. When they saw their master's expression, their faces suddenly changed. With a plop, they knelt down on the ground and cried mournfully.
At this moment, they were not experts at the Half-step Peerless Realm, nor were they the masters of Gutuo Temple. They were just disciples who respected their master, and children who hoped that their father could survive.
"Don't be sad. Everyone will die. Even Gods will fall one day. You have to take everything lightly and be open-minded. Only in this way can you achieve the true Buddha's heart."
He stretched out his trembling hand and gently brushed it across their faces. His eyes were filled with kindness as if he was looking at a child. As his voice fell, Randeng's hand finally drooped down. The last bit of his life force was finally drained.
"Under the Heaven, what is a human being? Alas! "
He bowed to Randeng and did not disturb them. With a long sigh in his heart, Wutian quietly walked out of the Xu Li Palace.
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