Xu Yan expressed his condolences, but in reality, the surrounding monks from Subodhi Monastery were only chanting the name of Buddha. They did not feel any sadness at all.
At the sight of this, Xu Yan frowned slightly.
To be honest, he did not really like dealing with the monks from Subodhi Monastery.
The people of the Pugilistic World said that the monks from the Great Light Temple were radical and paranoid. That was because the ascetic monks from Subodhi Monastery rarely left the southern wilderness.
If they interacted more, they would realize that the monks from Subodhi Monastery were simply impossible to communicate with.
At that moment, a gentle voice came from behind Xu Yan. "Master Xu Yan, please don't take offense. Uncle-Master Jingchan Zhizang was one of the oldest monks of the Subodhi Monastery. Now that he's gone, although we are grieving, we can only chant sutras for him. We wish for Uncle-Master to reach paradise soon. The world is a sea of bitterness, and there are many ups and downs. Although Martial Uncle Jingchan Zhizang has passed, he is also free. "
Xu Yan turned his head and saw a young monk walking over. His appearance was unbelievably young, as if he was only in his early twenties. He had red lips, white teeth, and a handsome appearance. He wore a dragon-patterned kasaya, and his entire body seemed to be enveloped in a layer of hazy Buddhist light.
Xu Yan hurriedly put his palms together and bowed. "Greetings, Abbot Rama."
The seemingly young monk in front of him was the current abbot of Subodhi Monastery, 'Divine Monk' Rama. He was known as a living legend.
It was said that when he was born, auspicious clouds and Buddhist light descended. It could be seen clearly from hundreds of miles away. Therefore, he was personally adopted by the previous abbot of Subodhi Monastery.
At the age of three, he could recite scriptures. At the age of seven, he discussed Buddhism with the monks in the monastery. At the age of thirteen, he traveled the southern wilderness and saved people from suffering. He was even worshiped by some of the natives in the southern wilderness and became a God-like existence. After experiencing thousands of tribulations, he took over the position of abbot of Subodhi Monastery at the age of thirty.
He had entered the Arcane Enlightenment realm earlier than his senior brother, Xu Ci. Although he was very young and was not even as old as Xu Yan, he was a supreme figure who could dominate the Pugilistic World.
Rāma pressed his palms together and nodded. "Thank you, Master Void Words, for traveling so far to bring back Uncle-Master Jingchan's relics. This Penniless Monk will arrange a residence for you. You can rest in the temple for a few days before leaving."
Xu Yan hurriedly said, "Abbot, you're being too polite. You and I both belong to the Buddhist lineage. This small matter is nothing. The Temple of Great Light has many matters to attend to, so I shall not disturb you any further. "
Although there was no conflict between the Great Light Temple and Subodhi Monastery, Xu Yan still felt a little awkward letting him stay here.
Since Xu Yan said this, Rama did not stop him. He only personally sent Xu Yan to the door before leaving.
After returning to the monastery, Rama picked up the Seven Treasures Glazed Cane that had lost its spirituality. He gently caressed the saber marks on it and closed his eyes. He sighed and said, "I only wanted to enter seclusion for a period of time while the mountain was sealed. Why did Uncle-Master Jingchan Zhizang go? Uncle Master has not left the temple for more than ten years. Why is he going to the Northern Yan this time? Can any of you give me an explanation? "
Rāma's voice was very soft and indifferent, as if he was discussing something. However, all the monks present, regardless of whether they were older or younger than Rāma, trembled.
At that moment, a monk who looked to be in his forties, but his eyebrows and beard were all white, whispered, "I was the one who harmed Jingchan Zhizang. If not for what I said, he would not have wanted to kill Chu Xiu."
The monk had an exhausted expression on his face. Although he didn't look too old, his face was full of wrinkles. Although one could vaguely tell that he must have been a handsome young master when he was young, there was only a deathly aura left on his body at this moment.
This person was Xiao Mokha from Subodhi Monastery. He had an extremely rough life. He was also the one who predicted that Chu Xiu would destroy Subodhi Monastery in the future.
What happened to Chu Xiu was too shocking. After he told Jingchan Zhizang, he did not tell anyone else. Therefore, he also believed that Jingchan Zhizang's death was largely due to him.
After Xiao Mokha told him everything, Rama sighed deeply.
"Are you certain that the scenes you've predicted are real?"
Xiao Mokha raised his head and said in a low voice, "Abbot, I would not joke about such things. If it was not for the safety of the sect, why would I waste a hundred years of my life to predict the secrets of heaven? This result is absolutely correct. Even if Xu Jing from the Great Light Temple came, he might not be able to predict it more accurately than me! "
Rama sighed again. He shook his head and said, "Wrong, all of you have misunderstood.
You have been involved in karma your entire life. I thought you had already walked out of it, but I did not expect you to still be trapped in it.
You thought that you predicted that Chu Xiu destroying Subodhi Monastery was karmic, but in reality, why can't it be karmic?
In the cycle of karma, which is the beginning and which is the end, who can say for sure?
Karma and the secrets of heaven are not things that humans can see through, nor can they be changed by humans.
You saw the future, and Uncle Jingchan Zhizang tried in vain to change it.
You thought that you could go against heaven and change fate, but you did not know that you had actually become pawns of the karma of heaven and earth.
This is fate, and it is also a calamity.
No one can avoid the world of great strife. Even if Subodhi Monastery has been in the South for a long time, we will definitely be dragged into it. "
After he finished speaking, Rama turned and left. However, Xiao Mokha, who was behind him, turned pale. He understood, and he understood.
Wrong, very wrong!
A smile that was uglier than crying appeared on his face. His voice was like a night owl's, hoarse and unpleasant to the ear.
"You tried in vain to change karma, but you became a pawn in karma. Xu Jing, I am not as good as you."
As soon as he finished speaking, Xiao Mokha immediately spat out a mouthful of blood. His expression was extremely weary.
The other monks wanted to help him up, but Xiao Mokha waved his hand and staggered out.
A great mistake had been made, but a mistake was a mistake. It could only be a mistake to the end. Next, Subodhi Monastery might face endless trouble.
At the same time, in the stronghold of the Yinmo Clan in Eastern Qi, several big shots of the Yinmo Clan had gathered.
For the Yinmo Clan, Chu Xiu's death was not only a loss of an outstanding future disciple, but also a resounding slap in the face.
Of course, they needed to discuss whether they should return the slap or endure it.
Apart from Wei Shuya, Qin Chaoxian and the other two warriors who had entered the Six Illusory Realms naturally agreed to take revenge on Subodhi Monastery.
However, the others had different opinions.
Someone said in a low voice, "Elder Wei, we also know that Chu Xiu is dead. You are grieving, but you still have to calm down.
That is Subodhi Monastery, one of the two Buddhist sects of the North and the South. They have the Divine Monk Rama, who is ranked seventh on the Sovereign Ranking. What can we do to take revenge?
Also, to put it bluntly, when Yuan Tianfang died at the hands of the Great Light Temple's Vain Thought Zen Hall's Chief Xu Du, we did not take revenge. Instead, we endured it. This time, something happened to a junior like Chu Xiu, and we have to mobilize the entire power of the Yinmo Clan. I'm afraid this is a little unreasonable. It will disappoint our subordinates. "
Wei Shuya suddenly raised his head when he heard that. The sharpness in his eyes made others not dare to look him in the eye.
Most of the time, Wei Shuya looked like he had not woken up yet. He looked like an old man on the street who moved a chair and basked in the sun all day.
However, many people had forgotten that this person was one of the Five Great Sky Demons who had once fought against the entire orthodox Pugilistic World on the Ninth Heaven Mountain!
"Last time? Last time, Yuan Tianfang was courting death. Moreover, he was killed by a martial artist who was a generation younger than him. What else could we do?
However, this time, Subodhi Monastery bullied the weak and went too far. If he could kill the disciples of the Yinmo Clan, why can't the disciples of the Yinmo Clan kill their disciples?
I know what you are afraid of. It is because the one who died was not your own disciple, but your own people. That's why you are afraid of sacrificing yourself.
However, don't forget that we, the Yinmo Clan, have the legacy of the Kunlun Devil Cult in the past!
If the Sect Leader really comes back one day and sees our cowardly appearance, even the Sect Leader will not admit that we are part of the Kunlun Devil Cult! "
The people present were speechless by Wei Shuya's words, but some still said in a low voice, "Elder Wei, it is not that we are afraid of sacrificing ourselves. We are all carrying a head on our shoulders. Who is afraid of who?
However, the problem is that we do not want to make meaningless sacrifices.
The great battle between the orthodox Dao and the devil had just ended not long ago. Who does not know the power of the Mysterious Realm of Heaven and Earth?
If we make a move now, there is only one problem to consider. That is, who can stop the Divine Monk Rama?
As long as Rama does not make a move, I don't care if he is Jingchan Zhizang or Jingchan Retard. I want to see whether the heads of those old monks are harder or my Heaven Weeping Demon Blade is harder! "
Wei Shuya said lightly, "Rama? We can't stop him, but someone can. "
"Who?"
"Ye Shaonan!"
The people present immediately fell silent. Someone said hesitantly, "Elder Wei, do you mean to ask the Moon Worshipping Cult for help?"
Wei Shuya said in a low voice, "It is not a request, but a transaction.
The Yinmo Clan will not ask the Bright Demon Clan for help. Both sides can only make a deal.
Just like the last time the Moon Worshipping Cult came to us. "
"But, what can we take out? The price of asking a Heaven and Earth Mysterious Realm powerhouse to make a move is probably even greater than the price Donghuang Taiyi paid for us last time. "
Wei Shuya glanced at those people and said lightly, "Don't worry. Chu Xiu is a member of my clan, so I should take more. I will take the price of asking Ye Shaonan to make a move. However, I hope that you will not hold back when the time comes to attack the Subodhi Monastery. "
Hearing Wei Shuya's words, everyone present hurriedly said, "Of course. This is a matter that concerns the reputation of the Yinmo Clan. Of course we will not hold back."
Wei Shuya let out a deep sigh when he saw this scene.
His clan's successor had been killed. If it had been Fang Qi Shao or Zhang Chengzhen who had died, the Swordking City and the Celestial Master Mansion would definitely fight to the death with the other party.
In the end, the Yinmo Clan had to discuss for such a long time, hesitate for so long, and pay all kinds of prices to seek revenge. This made Wei Shuya feel bitterly disappointed.
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