Jiang Wang blinked. The yellow-faced old monk was indeed very strong!
He fought against two First Seats alone and even had the upper hand. He was truly terrifying.
Master Kuming could no longer remain silent. Seeing Ku Di and Ku Bing 'defeated' one after another, he hurriedly said, "Benefactor Jiang was brave enough to help our Xuankong Temple disciples pass on a message. Naturally, Xuankong Temple has to express our gratitude."
"Sigh." Ku Jue rushed to say, "Senior Apprentice-Brother, why don't you tell us what you want to express? When the time comes, do you want to express your gratitude? "
The First Seat of Observation Hall, Ku Di, frowned. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he probably thought of the 'crushing defeat' just now and closed his mouth resentfully.
Ku Ming said helplessly, "Then Junior Apprentice-Brother Ku Jue, what do you think we should use as a reward?"
"Well …" Ku Jue pondered sincerely, "We can't not have a magic tool to subdue demons. We should pass on a set of Buddhist Palm Prints, right? We should at least give a few sariras. Given our Xuankong Temple's status, if we want to give something, we should give something of high quality. "
Ku Ming frowned, "The magic tool to subdue demons is fine, but the Buddhist secret arts cannot be passed on easily. Benefactor Jiang might not be able to use the sariras, right?"
"What do you mean by cannot be passed on easily?" Ku Jue stomped his feet, "Jingli is my disciple. Even if you don't pass it on, I will. As for the sariras … "
They began to haggle over the price.
Although Ku Jue was indeed doing it for his own good, Jiang Wang really couldn't stand this kind of solicitude.
He said helplessly, "Masters, I'm just helping Master Guan Yan deliver something. I don't need any reward."
"Why is this child's brain so slow?"
Ku Jue tugged at Jiang Wang and criticized, "Even if you don't need it, doesn't your Senior Apprentice-Brother need it?"
Monk Jingli said heartlessly, "I don't need anything. I'm very happy in the temple!"
Ku Jue glared at him and said to Jiang Wang, "Even if your Senior Apprentice-Brother doesn't need it, doesn't your Master need it?"
He said earnestly, "Your Master is already so old, but he still has to run around and work hard for two immature disciples. Do you think it's easy? Shouldn't he get a few sariras to nourish himself? "
"I really don't need any reward. Even if you really need any response, Master Guan Yan has already thanked me. " Jiang Wang looked at Master Ku Ming and said firmly, "This is the agreement between me and Master Guan Yan. I came to Xuankong Temple to fulfill the agreement."
As he spoke, he took out Guan Yan's white monk robe from the storage box and handed it to Master Ku Ming. "I promised Master Guan Yan that I would send his robe back to Xuankong Temple. That's all. "
Ku Ming looked at the snow-white monk robe in his hand and couldn't help but ask, "He just wants to send this robe back to the temple?"
He had thought that it was a senior monk who had been lost in the Secret Realm and had asked the Xuankong Temple for help through Jiang Wang. He was just about to ask about the specific location of the Secret Realm so that he could arrange for rescue. A monk who could go through 500 years of history would at least be in the Immortal Ascension Realm. No matter how one looked at it, Xuankong Temple had to rescue them.
He didn't expect that the monk named Guan Yan had no intention of asking for help. He just wanted to bring the monk robe back.
Jiang Wang understood what he meant. He shook his head and sighed. "When I met Master Guan Yan, he only had a little bit of his true spirit left. It was with the help of a treasure of my companion that he was able to manifest his true form. Before we parted, he just asked me to send his robe back to Xuankong Temple and burn it in front of his master's grave. He didn't say anything else. "
Jiang Wang deliberately concealed Su Qiyun's Spirit Jade. Other than that, he didn't hide anything else.
The monks of Xuankong Temple all looked solemn. Even the old monk Ku Jue, who had always been frivolous, subconsciously restrained himself.
Only a little bit of his true spirit was left. It was indeed impossible to save him. What kind of disaster did the senior monk, whose Buddhist name was Guan Yan, encounter in the Secret Realm to be so miserable that he only had a little bit of his true spirit left?
After being lost for 500 years, only the monk robe had "returned".
Ku Ming held the snow-white monk robe and looked at the head of Guanshi Hall, Ku Di.
Ku Di concentrated for a while and said, "Guan Yan's master was Master Zhi Xiang. Master Zhi Xiang died in the hands of the Heretics 500 years ago. There was no corpse left. He had to bury his robe in the Lingyu Pagoda."
Master Zhi Xiang died in the hands of the Heretics 500 years ago. That was to say, before Guan Yan entered the Secret Realm of the Seven Stars Tower, his master had already died.
No wonder Guan Yan directly said that he wanted to burn the monk robe in front of his master's grave and didn't ask about the situation of Xuankong Temple.
According to the jade archive of Xuankong Temple.
Guan Yan's master was Master Zhi Xiang, and Master Zhi Xiang's master was Master Ding Yu.
Master Ding Yu left behind a golden body and became one of the Forest of Pagodas. After his death, the stone pagoda enshrined his golden body was the Lingyu Pagoda.
As Ding Yu's disciple, Zhi Xiang's robe was also buried in the Lingyu Pagoda.
Ku Ming was silent for a while and said, "Donor Jiang, please follow me to the Lingyu Pagoda."
"Of course." Jiang Wang answered and followed.
Abbot Ku Ming's fat body flew away from Xuankong Temple and entered the Forest of Pagodas.
Only then did Jiang Wang realize that the Forest of Pagodas that he had passed by on his way here were all stone pagodas enshrined for deceased monks!
The Lingyu Pagoda was only one of them.
This was a simple-looking stone pagoda that was suspended in the air under the effect of the engraved magic formation. From the outside, it looked like an ordinary pagoda temple in Xuankong Temple's mountain gate.
Jiang Wang already knew that the stone pagoda enshrined Master Ding Yu's golden body and several of his buried disciples.
The group flew to the front of the Lingyu Pagoda.
Ku Ming let go of his hand and Ren Guanyan's robe floated in the air.
"Almsgiver Jiang, please fulfill his wish."
Jiang Wang nodded and flicked a flame flower with his finger. The flame flower floated towards the monk robe and ignited it.
Everyone was immersed in a solemn atmosphere.
No one noticed that after Jiang Wang flicked the flame flower, the old monk Ku Jue's expression suddenly became complicated.
Only the pure-hearted monk Jing Li suddenly felt a sense of grief and could not help but tug at the yellow-faced old monk's tattered sleeve.
In front of the Lingyu Pagoda, the snow-white monk robe floated in the air and burned in the flames.
This scene was a memorial, but it also seemed like a new life.
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.
Jiang Wang could not find the source of the voice at all. He only felt that it seemed to come from the monk robe.
Ku Ming, Ku Bing, Ku Di and Ku Jue. These four monks looked up at the sky at almost the same time — it was the direction of the Big Dipper, the Alioth star!
The power came from the Alioth star field and used the monk robe as a beacon to let the voice land there.
It was a very gentle voice.
Jiang Wang could tell that it was Guanyan's voice.
"My Buddha."
"Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me. Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me, forgive me. In the land of extreme evil, I saw the flower of bliss. In this life, I will not become a Buddha. "
Jiang Wang's mind trembled.
Others did not know the cause and effect, but he knew the story of Guanyan and Xiaofan clearly.
In this paragraph. Guanyan asked the Buddha for forgiveness. In fact, he was also asking his teacher for forgiveness.
He said, "Please forgive my sins, forgive my delusions, forgive my depravity, forgive my gladness, forgive my infatuation, forgive my stubbornness.
Because in the land of extreme evil, I saw the flower of bliss.
I gave up the Dao that I have always adhered to.
In this life, I no longer seek to become a Buddha.
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