They did not speak along the way.
They passed through the secret passage and climbed up a long flight of stairs before they arrived at the entrance of a solemn temple. On both sides of the temple were statues of the Guardian Divine Beasts. On the left was the ancient divine beast Qilin, and on the right was the Four Saints' White Tiger.
At first glance, the statues and the outer wall of the temple were not tall and were even a little shabby. They were a far cry from the unique style of the Empty Gate.
Of course, there was a reason for this. Although the Bodhi Temple did not stop outsiders from paying respects to the Great Venerable Bodhi, they did not accept money. All the disciples of the Bodhi Temple ate the crops and vegetables they grew themselves. They lived in poverty, so how could they have the spare money to repair the temple?
The door opened. An old monk in a brocade robe led a group of young and strong monks out. When Yan Li and the others arrived, they put their palms together and chanted, "The Bodhi Dharma Wish, the Lord of Immeasurable Longevity."
After the old monk finished chanting, he raised his head and sighed. "I'm Dao Zhen. I wonder where my junior brother's remains are."
"Here." Ji Hyun-woon gave Lu Hanqing a look.
Lu Hanqing took off the box and untied the white cloth. He pulled the wooden door open and revealed the golden remains of the Sarira.
"Junior brother!" Old monk Dao Zhen looked sorrowful. He closed his eyes and shook his head.
"Martial Uncle …" The monks behind him knelt on the ground. Their eyes were red and they were crying out of emotion. It was obvious that Guangzhen was very loved in the temple. When the monks saw his remains, they could not help but grieve.
After a while, Dao Zhen raised his hand and gestured for the monks to control their emotions. When the crying gradually subsided, he said, "Qingchen, bring this to the Sarira Yard. Your master has prepared the ceremony. I'll be there soon."
"Yes." Fei Yue Qingchen immediately called for two disciples to carry the remains and follow him.
Dao Zhen calmed his breathing and looked at Ji Hyun-woon with a wise and kind gaze. "This is King Wei."
"He is indeed Shanxin." Ji Hyun-woon did not dare to act rashly. He put his palms together and said, "Xuanyun has heard my father talk about you many times, Zen Master. He talked about your various deeds in the human world. The Great Master's unfulfilled wish has a worthy successor."
"You praise me too much, Tyrant." Do Jin bowed slightly to show his respect.
Ji Hyun-woon quickly moved away. He was terrified and did not dare to accept it, but since Do Jin insisted, he had no choice but to accept it and return the salute.
"This is Hidden Sword's great disciple, Young Master Yan." Do Jin turned to look at Yan Li.
"Greetings, Zen Master." Yan Li put his palms together.
Do Jin bowed earnestly, and the disciples behind him did the same.
"Mister Yuan, I've seen you before in Parting Hatred Palace." Do Jin turned around and bowed to Yuan Fushen.
"Zen Master, please don't do that …" Yuan Fulun returned the gesture with a bitter smile.
"This is General Lu." Do Jin turned to Lu Hanqing and bowed.
Lu Hanqing returned the greeting, his reaction was very calm.
"The four of you have traveled a long way to escort the remains. The Bodhi Temple will forever remember this." Dao Jin put his palms together and bowed to the four of them. "I still have to send Junior Martial Brother's remains to the Sarira Yard. Please excuse me."
"Go ahead, Zen Master."
"Shanchen, bring the kind-hearted to the guest room to rest and prepare a vegetarian meal."
"Yes."
Do Jin left on his own. Shan Chen led the four of them into the temple. There was a main hall in the center, two side halls on the left and right, and a low bungalow beyond. In the main hall in the center, there was only a statue of an old monk. His clothes were simple and crude, and there was a vague look of worry on his thin face.
Passing through the main hall and to the left, they could see a temple hidden in the mist deep in the mountains. To the right was a meditation room, but it was empty. No one could be seen. They must have all gone to worship Guangzhen's remains.
As they entered a courtyard, Shan Chen said, "Young Master Yan, His Highness Wei Wang, Mister Yuan, General Lu, I have to go to the Sarira Yard as well. The four of you should rest here. Master will only be free tomorrow morning. Someone will send a vegetarian meal later."
"Go ahead, Master. We can take care of ourselves," Yuan Fushen said.
"I'll take my leave." Shan Chen put his palms together and bowed, then left.
Ji Hyun-woon asked, "When are we going back?"
Yuan Fushen and Lu Hanqing naturally looked at Yan Li.
Yan Li said, "We have to stay for two days, right?"
"Didn't you say you were coming? Is there anything you need this king to help with? "Ji Hyun-woon asked.
"No need. Let's wait and see," Yan Li said vaguely.
Ji Hyun-woon yawned and stretched, saying, "I'm so sleepy. The ship was bumpy and I couldn't sleep well. This king is going to take a nap." As he said so, he entered his room.
Yan Li asked, "What about the two of you?"
Yuan Fushen waited for Ji Hyun-woon to enter his room before saying, "Little Yan, you came prepared in dealing with the Worship Sect this time. Still, the losses outweigh the gains."
There were stone benches in the courtyard. The three of them sat down. Yan Li said, "Mister Yuan is wise. You can tell that the war with the Worship Sect will be long and drawn out. You should be happy. "
"Oh?" Yuan Fushen said with a smile.
Yan Li said, "The Parting Hatred Palace and the Worship Sect are mortal enemies. With the addition of a Yanshan Robber, it will be a profitable business no matter how you look at it."
"You brat, don't be so calculative. Would the Parting Hatred Palace just sit back and do nothing without that condition?" Yuan Fushen winked. "Don't forget, you are half a member of the Parting Hatred Palace."
Yan Li smiled and changed the topic, "I heard from Xiangjun that Bai Xing fought one against two, and even the two of you couldn't take her down?"
Lu Hanqing said, "The young lady's martial cultivation base is high. She doesn't look like someone of that age. Even if she started training in her mother's womb, she wouldn't be able to reach that level. She must have some secret technique to change her appearance."
"A loss is a loss. What's there to argue about?" Yuan Fushen rolled his eyes and said, "Don't worry about her. It's a fact that the two of us couldn't take advantage of her."
Lu Hanqing said dejectedly, "That's true."
"However, she didn't seem to have any ill intentions towards anyone," Yan Li recalled and said.
Lu Hanqing was stunned and said, "That's true. She only protected that Daoist. Otherwise, the outcome of the battle would be uncertain. "
The three of them chatted for a while more before returning to their respective rooms.
The air in the Asura Realm, even in a peaceful and tranquil place, would always have a kind of dryness circulating.
Yan Li sat cross-legged, but even when the sky turned dark, he still couldn't enter a meditative state. He got off the meditation bed and pushed open the door to leave the room. Looking up, the fiery clouds at the edge of the sky seemed even more ferocious, burning the entire world red.
At this moment, it was really getting hotter and hotter. He had to circulate his vital energy to drive it away.
As he walked out, the mosquitoes also came to visit.
This little thing could be seen no matter where it was. It was able to survive, and its buzzing made people irritated.
After a few sword auras shot out, the world became quieter. Using sword auras to kill mosquitoes, he didn't know if it was extravagant or nonsense. However, in this world, there was nothing that could be used. Killing mosquitoes with sword auras was much simpler and more efficient than using mosquito repellent. Why not?
He had some understanding in his heart. From now on, no matter what flew at him, he would use sword auras to kill it. As expected, his mood was much better. However, killing in a sacred land of emptiness was somewhat inappropriate.
"Brother Yan has the Law Domain to protect you, why make things difficult for them?"
At this time, an illusory voice came from a bamboo hut.
Yan Li unknowingly walked outside the bamboo hut. His heart stirred, "Is it the Scholar?"
A door in the bamboo hut opened and a woman walked out, smiling softly, "I heard footsteps from afar. It really is Brother Yan."
"It really is the Scholar!" Yan Li pushed open the door of the bamboo hut in pleasant surprise and walked in. "I didn't expect, I really didn't expect …"
The woman was the Buddha Prajna Painting.
"Brother Yan, please come in." The Buddha Prajna Painting was also very happy. The two entered the bamboo hut and sat down. As she brewed tea, she said, "The cold room is simple and crude. You should put up with it."
"Do you think I'm some kind of noble descendant?" Yan Li spread his hands, sweeping away the haze from the previous day. He said with a smile, "This is too much of a coincidence. Why is the Scholar at the Bodhi Temple?"
In his opinion, his fate with the Emptiness Sect originated from the Buddha Prajna Painting. It was also because of the Buddha Prajna Painting and her master that he had such a deep impression of the Emptiness Sect.
"It's a long story." The Buddha Prajna Painting briefly recounted what happened after they parted.
It turned out that in Tiger Lei's residence, after saying goodbye to Yan Li, she traveled to the Eastern Heavenly Territory. Halfway there, she encountered the Great Black Heavenly Demon King committing murder. After being saved by Fei Yue Qingchen, she came to the Bodhi Temple with him. She learned that there was indeed a branch of the Emptiness Sect. Now that they had returned to the sect, she stayed to cultivate.
The abbot, Zen Master Dao Zhen, gave her a place of cultivation, which was this bamboo hut.
After she finished, she asked curiously, "Why is Brother Yan here?"
"It's a long story." Yan Li laughed bitterly. There was no need to hide anything from the Buddha Prajna Painting. He told her everything, feeling the depression and anguish he had been feeling for the past few days being released as he spoke.
"So that's how it is …" The Buddha Prajna Painting murmured, "It's a pity that I didn't even get to see him once. After this matter, I must go to the Sarira Yard to pay my respects. "
Yan Li was in a good mood. He said, "Fate is truly wonderful. To be able to see you here, I should drink a toast." He took out wine.
"Drink it yourself." The Buddha Prajna Painting smiled. At this moment, the water boiled. She rushed into the teacup and pushed it over. "Using tea to go with wine is a good recipe. Oh right, does Brother Yan still remember the Buddha Prajna Painting's request before we parted? "
Yan Li's hand that was holding the wine jar trembled. His face turned pale. Deep pain flashed through his eyes. He said in a low voice, "I remember."
"Now that I think about it, the Buddha Prajna Painting was too much." The Buddha Prajna Painting sighed. "The Paper Kite is my friend. Brother Yan is also my friend. The matter between the two of you cannot be summarized in a single sentence. The Buddha Prajna Painting's thinking is too simple."
She was blind and was unable to capture the abnormality of Yan Li. She could only feel the slight change in his aura. How could it compare to the naked eye?
Yan Li had a bitter expression on his lips. He said, "She and I have completely broken off."
"Why, why is that?" The Buddha Prajna Painting was shocked.
"Even now, she still hates me. I can't hand over my life …" Yan Li drank the wine lightly. "Even now, she still hates me. It's not like I can hand over my life …"
While the Buddha Prajna Painting was blind, she could feel that every word was like a knife stabbing into her own heart. She sighed in her heart. Just as she was about to change the topic, she heard a voice from outside.
"Junior apprentice-sister Prajna Painting, I went down the mountain to buy some things today. I've come to ask if you need anything?"
"No need, senior apprentice-brother Shanchen. I have everything here."
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