Li Xianyu pushed the door open and entered. Great-grandmother wanted to follow, but Jiese stopped her. He said expressionlessly, "Master didn't say he wanted to see you."
Great-grandmother glanced at him and raised her hand. The brainwashing voice floated in Jiese's mind again. His expression changed. He pressed his head with one hand and quickly retreated.
"Hmph." Great-grandmother snorted and crossed the threshold. Liu Kongchao followed excitedly. He was so excited that his body was trembling. Who would have thought that one day he would be able to see the Buddha's head up close? This was the Buddha's head, not some celebrity that could be seen by paying for a concert ticket.
The leader of the righteous sects, the number one expert in the Bloodline World, had secluded himself for twenty years. An insignificant junior like him would probably never be able to see the Buddha's head for the rest of his life.
Xia Xiaoxue and Youmou Yu, on the other hand, were reluctant to let Jiese go. They turned back every few steps they took as they followed.
Li Xianyu entered the house. It was spacious and simply furnished. There was a window on the south side, a bed on the north side and a table in the middle. That was all. When he pushed open the door, he saw a wardrobe with dragons and phoenixes carved on it. It looked like a precious antique.
A skinny old monk was meditating on the bed. He wore a dark green robe and was dressed simply. It wasn't the embroidered kasaya and yellow satin robe that Li Xianyu had imagined.
"You're here!" The old monk opened his eyes. He looked kind.
"I'm here," Li Xianyu replied for some reason. He sat down on the cushion under the bed.
"In just a few months, you've achieved such cultivation. Not bad, not bad …" The Buddha's head smiled before frowning. "What's that thing on your left hand?"
"Oh, it's a cheat of the Demon Dao …" Li Xianyu took off his gloves. "The Demon Dao relies on it to dominate the world."
Everyone in the house knew the secret of his left hand. There was no need to hide it. Li Xianyu told the Buddha about how he got the slime in detail.
"It's actually this thing, a great calamity. With it accompanying me, I truly don't know if it's a blessing or a curse." The buddha head said in a low voice.
"Do you recognize this item?" Li Xianyu was taken aback.
The slime buzzed and snorted, "Little monk, it's you … Oh, you've already grown into an old monk. Wangchen wasn't wrong when he said that your aptitude is extraordinary, and your accomplishments will be limitless in the future. "
They knew each other?!
The Buddha's head said frankly, "Back then, Daoism and Buddhism joined forces to kill the demonic Daoists. I was still a fledgling Buddhist disciple. With the idea that I would go to hell if I didn't, I participated in the extermination of the demons. That was the most terrifying battle I've ever experienced in my life. The Quanzhen Sect's Sect Master died, and all the famous figures of Daoism perished. The Buddhists were slightly better off, but they still suffered heavy losses. Out of more than three thousand people, only eight hundred returned, and all of them were relatively weak. I should have died in the hands of the demon, but he said that my Buddhist heart is pure and my potential is great, so he spared my life and heavily injured me. "
"The demonic Daoist's cultivation base is exceptional, and he's fully deserving of being the strongest in a hundred years." The buddha's head saw Great-grandmother curling her lips, and tactfully changed the topic, "If you step into the Extreme Grade in the future, your Great-grandmother won't lose to the demonic Daoist."
Li Xianyu already knew that Great-grandmother and the demonic Daoist were experts of the same realm. After getting confirmation from the buddha's head, he suddenly thought of something. Back then, his biological father was a half-step into the Extreme Grade, and Great-grandmother was at the Extreme Grade. If his great-grandson were to step into the Extreme Grade, Great-grandmother would be at the peak of the Extreme Grade.
What if she crushed her own Spirit Pearl?
Dharmaraja once said that the Unparalleled Fighting Soul that crushed her own Spirit Pearl was the true Unparalleled Fighting Soul.
"Can you help me take it out?" Li Xianyu's heart skipped a beat.
"Hehe." Slime chuckled in disdain.
"Since the demonic Daoist couldn't solve the problem back then, I naturally can't." He took off the prayer beads on his wrist, and passed it to Li Xianyu through the air, "Wear it. If the bead backfires, it can help you suppress it."
"Master!" Jiese had just entered the house, and when he saw this scene, he could not help but feel nervous, "You've worn this Buddha bead for 60 years, and you promised to leave it for your disciple."
His biological disciple was not as good as a gift from the heavens?
"Thank you, Grandmaster." Li Xianyu wore it on his wrist happily, and the milky white Bodhi bead shone with a faint Buddhist radiance.
The prayer beads that the buddha's head had been playing with for 60 years were priceless treasures. When he wore it, he would be invulnerable to all evils and demons.
Li Xianyu had always been a person who followed the rules. After chatting for a while, he waved his hand to call Huayang over, "Grandmaster, this is Zhenren Huayang. I have a request, Grandmaster. "
The corner of Jiese's mouth twitched. Grandmaster and child, this person was too thick-skinned.
Everyone in the room was young, and they had never heard of Huayang's name, but the buddha's head did. He looked at Huayang in surprise, and carefully examined him for a while, "Strange, you're not a Yin Spirit, nor a Yang Spirit. Huayang, how did you become like this?"
Huayang put his palms together, and bowed seriously. He said bitterly, "When I was traveling, I was ambushed by a thief …"
He washed his face and told them what happened that year.
Everyone in the room changed their expressions. The current Master of Flowing Cloud Temple, Zhenren Huayang, was gentle and kind, and had a high reputation in Daoism. Who would have thought that she was a wicked person who killed her fellow disciples?
Slime sneered, "Daoism is not Daoism, Buddha is not Buddha. Daoism is full of schemes, and Buddha has a vicious heart. We are all people who follow our hearts, but you have to pretend to be merciful. What a joke. "
The buddha's head sighed, "I see."
Huayang was an outstanding junior in Daoism, and he was very famous. He was loved by his elders, admired by his peers, and was a famous person. Twenty years ago, he suddenly disappeared, and there was no news of him since.
Li Xianyu immediately said, "Grandmaster, you have to stand up for my stepmother and punish Zhenren Huayang severely."
If the buddha's head was willing to step forward, things would be simple. They could directly fight Zhenren Huayang, and there would be no risk.
However, the buddha's head shook his head, "Daoism's matters have nothing to do with Buddhism."
Li Xianyu said anxiously, "Aren't you the leader of the righteous path? The Buddhist Taoist Association is of the same branch, and your words are the righteous ones."
Jiese said lightly, "Master has been in seclusion for twenty years, and he has long stopped caring about things."
He knew that Master had a knot in his heart. Senior Brother Li Wuxiang died in the hands of the righteous path. As the leader of the righteous path, the buddha's head said, "Don't kill my disciple, don't kill him."
But in the end, almost all the forces who coveted the treasures used the general trend to threaten the buddha's head, preventing him from taking action. Could it be that as the leader of the righteous path, he could crush the Buddhist Taoist Association and all the families?
Even an Extreme Dao couldn't contend against the surging momentum.
For twenty years, the buddha's head and the major forces had been in harmony.
He said that he would stop caring about things, and he would stop caring about things. The rules were broken, and he could no longer stand. Otherwise, these people would come looking for him every few days. Today, it would be about the Wu family, tomorrow, it would be about the cult, and then it would be about fighting with Bosch.
It would be a waste not to use an extreme path fighter.
If the buddha's head did not agree, they would say, "Didn't you do something about Huayang? Why do you not care about our matters? You are the leader of the righteous path."
"Stand by and do nothing, just like how you didn't save my father back then?" Li Xianyu said disappointedly.
The atmosphere in the room became tense.
"Saving one life is not mercy, and saving a hundred lives is not mercy either. Formless seeking death wholeheartedly is mercy, "the buddha's head replied.
He was dead, and the turmoil had come to an end. This was mercy.
"Forget it, there is no need to mention the past." Li Xianyu took a deep breath. "I came here with a request. Now that everyone in the Blood Descendants World sees me as a fish on the chopping block, Great-grandmother cannot do anything alone, and she is exhausted. Master, please help me on account of my father's past."
Although the major forces were in harmony with him now, it was all Great-grandmother's delaying tactic. Great-grandmother did not know where the Pantheon Palace was, and she lied to everyone. If the Pantheon Palace was opened and she could not find the door, those people would explode in anger.
Li Xianyu's advancement was fast, but he was still young. Great-grandmother asked him to take advantage of the Dao Discussion Conference to ask the buddha's head.
"Life is not life, and death is not death. Everything in the world, love, hate, sorrow, and bitterness, is just a delusion. One foolish thought leads to the end of the waves, and one wise thought leads to the birth of the waves. This is fate, "the buddha's head said.
Li Xianyu looked at him blankly. "Master, speak human language."
The buddha's head said, "No."
Li Xianyu was speechless.
Great-grandmother secretly gave him a look, and Li Xianyu immediately got it. His eyes reddened, and he burst into tears. "Grandmaster, you can't leave me in the lurch. I am my father's only son. If something happens to me, the Li family will end. He will not be able to rest in peace in the underworld, and he will jump out of his coffin in anger. Can you bear to see that? "
He cried louder and louder, and the more he cried, the sadder he became. "A teacher for a day is a father for life. You are his father, and that makes you my grandfather."
Li Xianyu threw himself to the side of the bed, hugging the buddha's leg. "Grandfather, grandfather … I feel so bitter."
The situation was very awkward.
"Damn, so cheap."
"Shameless, he is so good at licking his boots."
"He recognized him as his grandfather just like that. Will his grandfather jump out of his coffin in anger?"
All sorts of complaints floated through everyone's minds.
Jiese was speechless.
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