Li Xianyu had died before. The first time he awakened was when he was thrown off the balcony of the 20th floor. He was smashed into a mosaic, which awakened the self-healing ability.
But at that time, before he was caught on the balcony, Great-grandmother was still sleeping in the bedroom … No, maybe she had a dream too? But at that time, they were not familiar with each other. The grandmother and granddaughter were not at the stage where they could hug each other, smell each other's body scent, and lean on each other's chest.
"When I died last time, did you dream about it?" Li Xianyu asked in a deep voice.
"No, no … Whenever I dream about it, you will die. It was the same for your father, but I couldn't do anything about it." Great-grandmother shook her head hard.
She looked very scared. She no longer had the usual "I am Great-grandmother" arrogance.
Li Xianyu's last hope was gone. His heart sank to the bottom.
Great-grandmother's foresight?
Dream divination?
No matter what it was, with his father's death as an example, Great-grandmother's words would not be groundless.
I will die, I will die … Li Xianyu's scalp went numb. How would he die? Who would kill him? Heh, how many people want me dead? I have so many enemies that I can't even count them. It's not surprising how I die.
"You are the only bloodline of the Li family. I won't let you die. I won't let you die." Great-grandmother murmured.
The only bloodline of the Li family … Li Xianyu lowered his head and looked at Great-grandmother's smooth white forehead. After a while, he said softly, "You don't want me to die just because I am the only bloodline of the Li family?"
Great-grandmother raised her head and met his gaze. For a moment, she seemed to understand a lot of things from his gaze, but also seemed to understand nothing at all.
"Yes." She nodded.
"Yes." Li Xianyu nodded as well.
Yes, I am the only bloodline of the Li family. Great-grandmother values the continuity of the Li family the most. That is all.
What else do you want?
"If this is fate, I will resist. Great-grandmother, I'm not your biological father. I have a strong desire to live. "Li Xianyu comforted.
Great-grandmother suddenly pushed him away. Her cheeks were burning hot, and she was somewhat embarrassed. At this time, he should be panicking after hearing the bad news. He should be crying and saying, "Great-grandmother, I'm scared. I want to be kissed and hugged …"
Why was she the one who had a look of panic and helplessness on her face? She looked like a weak, useless little girl who had thrown herself into the forest like a swallow throwing itself into the forest. Where did the unparalleled aura of the Unparalleled Fighting Soul go?
She wasn't like this before.
.....
The first ray of the morning sun sprinkled down, and the deep and melodious bell echoed in Lianhua Temple. The monks opened their eyes, folded their bedding silently, and left the dormitory to start a new day.
The white-robed monk led the disciples in chanting sutras. After the morning class, he passed through the Hall of Great Strength and stepped into the meditation room of the Buddha's head. He didn't knock on the door, and he didn't need to. Every day at this time, the Buddha's head would be waiting for him. The master and disciple would talk about life and ideals …
Before he reached Level S, he would come here every day to cultivate and receive guidance from his master. When he reached Level S, the Buddha's head told him that everything that needed to be taught had been taught. Whether it was cultivation or Buddha's heart, it was all up to him to comprehend.
After Level S was half a step to Extreme Dao. No master could teach that level, and one could only rely on personal cultivation.
However, the habit of more than ten years could not be changed. Therefore, the daily "" became "" ".
The Buddha's head sat cross-legged on the bed, its eyes closed. Jiese walked to the tea tray with familiarity. He boiled the water in the pot, washed the teapot, cups, and tray, and boiled another pot of boiling water.
Just as he was about to make the tea, he heard his master open his eyes and say, "Wait, I have cat poop coffee in the cupboard. Go make a pot."
Jiese's expression changed. "Cat poop?"
The Buddha's head explained, "It's probably just a name. During the Dao Discussion Conference, Qin Ze came to Lianhua Temple and brought me a few catties of cat poop coffee."
Jiese asked, "Why not Da Hong Pao?"
The Buddha's head said, "Of course, why would he give me Da Hong Pao?"
Jiese was indignant. "He gave it to me last year."
The Buddha's head said, "Last year, he wanted to learn my King Kong Finger."
Jiese was stunned and his expression changed. "You taught him?"
The King Kong Finger was an ultimate skill created by the Buddha's head. When trained to the ultimate level, one could explode the head of anyone in the world with one finger.
In the entire world of Blood Descendants, only the Buddha's head and Jiese knew it. To Jiese, this was an exclusive benefit that he could not share with others, just like his wife.
Who knew that the Buddha's head, as a father, would share his wife with someone else?
The Buddha's head said with a smile, "I held back and only gave him half of it."
Jiese was relieved and smiled. In an instant, the whole room was filled with joy. "Master is wise."
The Buddha's head sighed. "But he also held back and mixed half of the Tie Guanyin in Da Hong Pao."
Jiese was disdainful. "Pfft, this kid is too scheming."
Feeling indignant, Jiese opened the cupboard and found the delicately packaged coffee beans. He stared at them in a daze. How was he supposed to boil this thing? Pour it into boiling water?
It was awkward. He had never drunk coffee before.
He could not help but look at his master. His master was calm and staring at him. Was he testing him?
After some thought, Jiese took out his phone and typed in 'how to make coffee'. The internet was omnipotent. It could solve all problems as long as one was willing to put in the effort.
"Milk, sugar, cream … Looks like I have to go to the neighboring mountain. It's a tourist area and they have all these things." Jiese stood up and said, "Master, I'll go out for a while. I'll be back soon."
The Buddha's head smiled and nodded.
Ten minutes later, Jiese returned with a carton of milk, a bag of sugar cubes, a bottle of cream, and a palm-sized filter.
He used a machine to crush the coffee beans into powder and placed them in the filter. He hung the filter in the air and poured hot water over the teapot. A cup of black coffee was brewed.
He poured in the milk and crushed it with a machine. Then, he poured in the coffee and stirred it.
Jiese had a look of accomplishment on his face. "Master, the coffee is ready."
The Buddha's head heaved a sigh of relief.
The master and disciple sat opposite each other and drank the coffee. The Buddha's head took a sip and frowned. "It's too bitter."
Jiese thought about it. "Life is like a sea of bitterness. There's a deeper meaning to this tea."
The Buddha's head glanced at him. "You must have put in the wrong ratio of milk and sugar."
Jiese said, "… Then, let me try again?"
After some effort, he brewed twice the amount of coffee.
The Buddha's head tasted it and frowned again. "It's too sweet."
Jiese said, "This is what they mean by 'after suffering comes happiness'."
The Buddha's head glanced at him again. "You put in too much sugar and milk."
Jiese said, "This is secondary. I understand. Let me try again."
After some more effort, the ratio was finally right. The master and disciple sat opposite each other and drank the coffee.
The Buddha's head took a sip and muttered, "It doesn't taste good."
Jiese nodded. "It doesn't taste good."
After a moment of silence, the Buddha's head opened the window and poured the coffee into the yard. "Damn, this is western stuff. It's too fancy."
Jiese said, "It's a little troublesome. Let's have some tea."
Loading the file again, the master and disciple kept the fancy coffee beans and drank their tea. Just like that, an hour passed.
The Buddha's head said, "Your cultivation is improving steadily. Not bad."
This was just like 'the weather is not bad today'. It was meaningless and was just an opening line.
Jiese said, "Master, did you know that Priest Wangchen's remnant soul was still around? That's why you rejected Li Peiyun that day?"
The Buddha's head shook its head slightly. "I didn't know then. I wanted to discuss this matter with Bosch after the Pantheon Palace incident. When Li Xianyu went up the mountain and saw him in his room, I knew that this matter was settled and there was no need for me to meddle. "
Jiese could accept this answer. He nodded and said, "Master, have you heard of the Myriad Demons Alliance in the Blood Kin World?"
The Buddha's head was silent for a long time. Then, it sighed. "Qin Ze told me that the divine item that my disciple brought out from the Pantheon Palace has surfaced."
Jiese was shocked!
"The Myriad Demons Alliance matured countless Blood Kin in a short period of time and built a huge organization. Bosch believes that they will affect the balance of the Blood Kin World and the balance of society as a whole. "
"That method of maturing Blood Kin was brought out by my disciple from the Pantheon Palace."
Jiese mumbled, "So it will topple the world? But think about it, Master. As long as it is handled properly, it will not cause much chaos. Why would Senior Apprentice-Brother Formless seek death? "
The Buddha's head sneered. "There was no Bosch back then. The Buddhist Taoist Association and the seven major clans divided the world equally. If they really fought over it, who would the item belong to? "
With that, the Buddha's head fell into deep thought again.
Jiese saw that the Buddha was silent for a long time and asked, "Master, what are you thinking about?"
The Buddha's head said, "I recalled what your senior apprentice-brother said to me the last time we met."
Jiese could not help but straighten his back. "What did he say?"
The Buddha's head remained silent.
At this moment, the wardrobe behind the Buddha's head suddenly shook and exploded without warning. Wooden boards and robes flew everywhere. Even the Buddha's head was caught off guard.
That was not all. A beam of clear light shot into the sky, penetrating the roof and into the clouds.
All the monks in Lianhua Temple saw it clearly.
The Buddha's head summoned the glowing object with a solemn expression. The glowing object in his palm was an irregular metal object. It was the key to the Pantheon Palace.
It trembled in the Buddha's palm, trying to break free from the powerful shackles. This key originally belonged to Li Wuxiang. After his death, the key was kept by the Buddha's head.
It lay quietly in the wardrobe for a whole 20 years. In the past 20 years, it was like an ordinary object, simple and quiet.
But at this moment, it was awakened.
Jiese's heart skipped a beat. "This, this is …"
The Buddha's head clenched its palm, raised its head and closed its eyes. "The door to the Pantheon Palace is open."
PS: This chapter is for "justbieber". I'll return one chapter first. There are still three more to go. Also, thank you, Sister Lai Mian, for the 50,000 yuan reward.
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