Even if they were not disciples of buddhism, they would still be shocked by the boundless buddhist dharma when they saw this. Li Qingshan had been like that in the past. However, right now, he thought inside, If I transform into a demonic god, I'll still be much weaker than Great Buddha mountain!
"Who is it? Flying is forbidden in the skies above the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga!" A bellow rang out from the monastery.
"I almost forgot about this rule!" Li Qingshan descended from above and arrived before the great entrance. He called out, "Secular disciple, Li Qingshan!"
His voice rumbled through Great Buddha mountain.
Behind Great Buddha mountain, in front of the Demon Suppression hall.
"What, is he still unwilling to come out?" the Dauntless monk asked with a frown.
The Unraging monk shook his head. His chubby face that had always been full of smiles was now filled with worry. "If it weren't for the fact that his cultivation had been sealed up, he would have died from qi deviation already. But if this continues …"
"That's not surprising. Even you and I struggle to let go of something like this so easily. If we had the Worry Severing blade, we might have been able to save him." The Dauntless monk sighed heavily.
"His inner demons have already run deep. Even if we have the Worry Severing blade, we probably won't be able to sever all of his worries," said the Unraging monk.
"I wonder where the Golden Cicada Spirit King is right now."
The two Monk Kings conversed when they suddenly looked back. Afterwards, Li Qingshan's voice boomed out.
"Li Qingshan!" The Dauntless monk frowned slightly. He did not have a good impression of Li Qingshan. He asked the Unraging monk, "Has he really undergone the third heavenly tribulation?"
"You'll know with a single look!" The Unraging monk smiled and bellowed, "Damned disciple, why don't you hurry up and piss off to the back of the mountain?"
"I'm coming!" Li Qingshan smiled and strode forward.
The monks only heard his voice. Before they could even make out his figure, he had already stepped through the entrance, passing through the pavilions and buildings and arriving at the back of the mountain. The wind whistled along the way, ruffling countless monk robes.
"Dauntless abbot, long time no see!" Li Qingshan arrived in front of the Demon Suppression hall and suddenly stopped, clasping his hands with a smile.
The Dauntless monk shivered inside. Just his movements and stillness demonstrated his cultivation. He stared at Li Qingshan silently.
Li Qingshan did not hide his presence either. The demon king's presence he gave off made the Dauntless monk frown even deeper. If it were not for the fact that he knew about the Demon Suppression Statuary, he probably would have taken action already to purge the demon.
"Your cultivation has improved again!" The Unraging monk said in surprise. It had only been a few days since they last met, yet Li Qingshan's aura had become purer and purer. He had actually completely consolidated his cultivation at the third heavenly tribulation. This disciple of his had brought him far too many surprises.
"Time waits for no man. Of course, I have to advance bravely. Master, quickly open the Demon Suppression Hall. I want to go to the ninth floor!" Li Qingshan said straightforwardly.
"Go!" The Unraging monk cut right to the chase. With a wave of his robes, the door to the Demon Suppression hall opened. It was pitch-black and unfathomable. Li Qingshan threw himself in without the slightest hesitation.
"Senior brother?" The Unraging monk looked at the Dauntless monk beside him.
"Such cultivation speed truly is unbelievable. Do you know the reason behind this?"
The Dauntless monk unfurled his fist from under his sleeve. A great cultivator at the third heavenly tribulation under his wing should have been something worthy of celebration, but it made him feel slightly uneasy.
"He befriended the Banyan Tree King in the Mist province, so he must have come across some fortuitous encounter!"
The Unraging monk said. He also felt like his explanation was a little forced. Unless he was a Reincarnated Celestial who possessed innate wisdom, it was impossible for him to cultivate at such a rate. However, based on Li Qingshan's past behaviour, he really did not seem like a Reincarnated Celestial. And, if he were a Celestial, why would he need to become his disciple and learn some Demon Suppression Statuary?
"Colluding with a wretched daemon?"
The Dauntless monk said in thought. The Green province was not as wild and chaotic as the Mist province. There was a clear separation between humans and daemons. In particular, disciples of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga were forbidden from interacting with daemons casually.
This crime could be serious or minor, depending on what kind of "wretched daemon" they were colluding with. If they were colluding with the Soaring Locust King, then they would not be spared from the death penalty. If they were just regular daemons, then the punishment of the Monastic Discipline Hall would be enough. It might even just be a verbal warning.
However, even the Dauntless monk found it difficult to judge if they were acquainted with a Ten Daemon King. There had never been an example like this in the past either. The Dragon King Of The Sea of the Green province stood aloof and aloof. He did not even pay much attention to daemons, let alone befriending humans.
"The Banyan Tree King has always been known for his benevolence and universal love. He can't be viewed as a regular wretched daemon," the Unraging monk said seriously.
"I don't practise the Demon Suppression Statuary, but the feeling he gives me is no different from a Demon King. If his fortuitous encounter came from the Banyan Tree King, then so be it, but the Mist province is riddled with demon disasters and countless demon caverns have opened …"
"Senior brother, you're worrying too much. Regular Demon Kings won't return here, much less enter the Demon Suppression hall calmly. There's not a single person who doesn't know that he worked with the Merfolk King in the south to sweep through the demon caverns. He might be a little wanton, but his actions have not brought shame to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, nor have he brought shame to me. Senior brother, you shouldn't worry too much! "
"I also hope I'm worrying too much, but don't try to protect him. If the situation doesn't look right, I'll order you to suppress him in the Demon Suppression hall in the name of the abbot. You can't make any mistakes!"
"I'll be responsible for my disciple," said the Unraging monk.
By now, Li Qingshan had already arrived on the eighth floor of the Demon Suppression hall. He reviewed the Demon Suppression statues one by one, comprehending a little more with the Demon Suppression Statuary that suited him. He pondered for a while before the eighth Demon Suppression statue before finally entering the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression hall.
Immediately, demon qi surged into his face like a thick mist that refused to disperse, surging in the surroundings.
Li Qingshan seemed to return to the demon cavern in the south. He came to a realisation, There really is a demon cavern below the Demon Suppression hall, and it's much larger than any demon cavern I've seen in the south. If I let demon qi surge into the air, it'll be enough to affect an area of five hundred kilometers.
Li Qingshan expanded his soul sense and searched for the location of the ninth Demon Suppression statue. He discovered that the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression hall was even vaster than the previous eight floors combined. Apart from demon qi, there was nothing else. Let alone glorious walls, there was not even a single pillar. It was like he had arrived in a different world.
"Found it!"
Li Qingshan found the ninth Demon Suppression statue very soon. He parted the demon qi and made his way over. Suddenly, a weak light lit up before him, illuminating a withered figure who sat in front of the Demon Suppression statue without moving at all.
Li Qingshan walked over and discovered that the withered figure was a monk. His aura was extremely weak, and his skin was pale and shriveled. He basically held up his tattered monk's robes with his skeleton. His eyes were tightly shut, and his face that was no different from a skeleton's was filled with pain.
He held a broken lamp in his withered hand, which gave off a weak glow and protected the monk from the demon qi's corrosion. However, in the surging demon qi, the light could be extinguished at any time.
The more Li Qingshan looked at the lamp, the more familiar it seemed. He finally remembered where he had seen it before. He said in surprise, "One Lamp monk?"
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