The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect was also startled by the laughter outside. He walked out of the meditation room and asked, "Immortal, why are you laughing?"
Yin San waved his hand and said, "It's nothing. I just thought that although the other temple is not this temple, after going around in circles, we still have to rely on the temple to solve the problem. I find it interesting."
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect did not understand what he was talking about. He was about to ask more questions when he suddenly heard the bell ringing in the temple again. Suddenly he felt hungry and forgot about the matter.
According to the rules of the Guocheng Temple, they would only eat after the morning classes.
Yin San refused the Grand Elder's invitation and walked into the meditation room with the scripture. He began to think about his problem.
The Great Ancestor of the Patriarch of the Buddha walked through the pine forest, the pagoda forest, the Hall of Treasures, and the passageway. He came to the big kitchen in the front temple to have breakfast.
The Justice Hall had its own kitchen. Perhaps because he had cooked in this big kitchen for a while, the Elder Ancestor was used to coming back here to eat.
As for why he had to eat every day and occasionally think about eating people, he explained to Yin San that it was just for fun.
He had been forced by the Aoyama Sword Formation to stay underground for hundreds of years. His realm had been damaged, and his Devil Fetus had gradually solidified. He had no hope of ascending in this life, and all he could think of was how to spend the rest of his life.
Someone was quarrelling in the front temple kitchen.
A fat monk with a steamed bun in his hand said to the monk on duty angrily, "I'm eating a steamed bun; why can't I eat it with some perilla leaves? There's no meat inside! "
The fight was very intense and lasted for a long time.
The Elder Ancestor went to get the porridge and sat at the long table. He listened for a long time with a smile on his face. He only left after drinking three bowls of millet porridge.
When he returned to the White Mountain meditation room, Yin San stood in front of the Buddha statue, staring blankly at the scattered scriptures on the ground.
The old ancestor's expression didn't change, but he felt uneasy and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yin San said, "I thought I was familiar with these Buddhist scriptures and didn't need to carry them anymore. But when I was about to throw them away, I realized that something was missing."
The Great Ancestor didn't pay attention to the main content of this sentence and asked in surprise, "Bring it? Where are you going? "
Yin San said, "There's something I've always wanted to do. I've thought about it for many years, but I've never found an opportunity. Now it seems that the opportunity has come."
The Great Ancestor said, "What Zhenren wanted to do but failed to do must be a big matter. Compared to it, these scriptures are not worth mentioning. Just leave them here."
Looking at the Buddhist scriptures on the ground, Yin San was silent for a long time before he said, "These Buddhist scriptures are talking to me."
The Great Ancestor didn't call him a madman, but asked seriously, "What did you say?"
Yin San said, "These Buddhist scriptures say that when we see life and death, we will not be free."
The Great Ancestor said, "Zhenren knows that I am stupid. What do you mean by that?"
Yin San said, "That means I shouldn't go … That's right, it's useless for me to go with my current cultivation state. Maybe it's best to watch from afar, or not to watch at all."
The Great Ancestor thought for a moment, then revealed a humble smile and said, "Or should I help you make a trip?"
Yin San lifted his head and said earnestly to him, "You will die if you go there."
The Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect had a profound deviant cultivation method, comparable to the figures in the Heavenly Arrival State. Yin San dared travel the human world as he pleased with him, and he even dared stay in the Guocheng Temple.
What kind of place was so dangerous that even the Great Ancestor of the Mysterious Dark Sect would die if he went there?
Yet, the Great Grandmaster of the Mysterious Dark Sect understood that what the Immortal said seemed to be a concern, but it was actually a warning.
A dog should be a watchdog. He could bark once in a while, but he shouldn't go too far from home.
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The red moss in the Baotong Zen Temple had been sold out a long time ago, and all kinds of vegetables and melons had been picked. What was most abundant in the garden was the green vegetables that grew all year round.
He Zhan, who didn't have the Chili Oil Fermented Bean Curd, lived a much more miserable life than Liu Shisui. He had eaten so much that his face looked sickly, and he often missed his friend Su Ziye, who had a sickly complexion.
He didn't get the news that his Young Aunt allowed him to leave, but he got the news that Tong Yan was about to leave.
The reason Tong Yan was about to leave the Baotong Zen Temple was because he had already completed the plan Guo Dong asked him to do.
It was the plan to kill the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean.
He Zhan asked to take a look at the plan without hesitation.
Tong Yan glanced at him impolitely.
This kind of plan could only be kept in his mind; how could he put it into words?
He Zhan grabbed Tong Yan's sleeve and didn't allow him to leave unless he told him.
He didn't forget to swear that he wouldn't tell anybody about it, not even that girl of the Platanus Sect, and that he would hook up with Tong Yan for one hundred years.
Tong Yan felt helpless being pestered by him, and he didn't want to hook up with him. So he told him about the plan he had set up.
He Zhan was quite disappointed after hearing it, because the plan was quite ordinary and not ingenious, not to mention amazing. He said, "The plan you guys set up to kill Lo Huainan was so marvelous. Jian Xilai is much more powerful than Lo Huainan; but why is this plan so simple?"
"The reason the plan to kill my Big Brother is complicated is that we are fighting against a stronger opponent, and we have to succeed. As such, we have to consider all aspects and leave no room for retreat for him."
Tong Yan said, "Jian Xilai is different. He is a figure in the Heavenly Arrival State. Basically, all the plots and sneak attacks are useless against him."
He Zhan said, "What's the use of keeping you then? You've been thinking about it here for half a year. "
Tong Yan said, "I'm helping Mister Pei choose the battlefield."
To kill a figure in the Heavenly Arrival State, one needed a figure in the Heavenly Arrival State first; this was the role played by Pei Baifa. Secondly, one needed to create an environment that was advantageous to oneself and disadvantageous to the opponent. The West Ocean was the home ground of the Godly Swordsman, and Pei Baifa was far away from the Longevity Mountain, so it would be disadvantageous for him to strike. What Tong Yan had been doing in the last half a year was to choose the battlefield near the West Ocean, and at the same time, to think of a way to send the Godly Swordsman of West Ocean and Pei Baifa to that battlefield.
After hearing Tong Yan's explanation and recalling the plan he had just heard, He Zhan understood a great deal; but he still felt something was not quite right, asking, "Will the impact be significant?"
Tong Yan said, "My Cultivation state is too low, so I can't predict the outcome of the battle. I can only estimate it based on my intuition; I think the probability is about forty percent to fifty percent."
He Zhan thought that she had thought about it for half a year, but she had only increased the probability by ten percent, which was really …
"You are indeed the Center Sect's Tong Yan."
Guo Dong walked in from outside the room. She said appreciatively while looking at Tong Yan, "At such a young age, you can influence a battle in the Heavenly Arrival State with your strategy."
He Zhan swallowed back what he was about to say. He said with a red face, "Aunty, can you not show up all of a sudden like this every time?"
Guo Dong shot him a baffled glance, saying, "If Tong Yan wants to leave, I'll come here. Why do I show up all of a sudden?"
He Zhan felt suffocated again.
Well, it was true that they had been placed in the Baotong Zen Temple by Guo Dong for half a year. Whether they could get out of here depended on the result of her examination.
The examination went on smoothly. Guo Dong was not good at it, so she didn't raise any objection.
In the end, it was Tong Yan who raised a question or an invitation to Guo Dong.
"Though I don't know who the senior master is, if you are the one I'm thinking of, the probability of you participating in this matter can be increased to eighty percent or even ninety percent."
Guo Dong said after a moment of silence, "I need another twenty years to recover."
He Zhan said, "Let's start after twenty years."
The Godly Swordsman of West Ocean was undoubtedly one of the strongest swordsmen in the Heavenly Arrival State. Even the Immortal Sect Master of Aoyama could only fight him to a draw.
To kill such a figure, it was reasonable to wait for a few decades.
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