The winding elegance becomes increasingly intense.
They crawled in front of me, their hands still clasped together, their elbows still planted on the ground. Yet, they raised their heads, muttering something unknown with their mouths.
Without exception, their appearance was very tender, with an average age of no more than 28 years old.
I couldn't understand the words, but I could feel the intention.
I can't understand their words, but I can feel their intention. They want me to enter that tower!
I stand in place, unmoved.
They then bite at my clothing with their teeth, trying to pull me inside.
I retreated, but there was no place to go back. Behind me, there were densely packed rows of those women...
“Dan Zhu Zheng Lun Qing Jing She, Ling Bao Tian Zun Qu Hui She, Tai Guang Shuang Lin You Jing She. Peng Jun, Peng Qiao, Peng Zhi not to be left by my body She. Taishang San Tian Wu Xian Zi Rao Nian She.”
"I cleanse my body with the sun, and refine my form with the moon. The True Person protects me, and the Jade Maid assists my form. The Twenty-Eight Constellations follow me in order, and a thousand evils and ten thousand impurities are purified with the breath. Hasten, as per the command of law."
"I pant and recite the Buddhist mantra for five pure things."
Extract the high sky hammer and sweep around it!
Those women's skin and flesh turned black instantly, looking like dried pork slices one by one. And even more terrifying, a huge hole appeared between their legs, as if all the flesh and blood had been scooped out!
The winding elegance turned into fierce evil.
They screamed as they stood up and surged towards me in a swarm!
They tightly pressed me down to the ground, and my body felt as if it was about to be torn apart!
Buzzing noises resonate in my head.
Some things, some words, lotus, blooming, pagoda, vajra, mahavirapani, crawling...
I dared not to think of them in the past. At this moment, they pressed me on the body, wanting to tear apart my body, those words are constantly explode in the mind.
Just as I thought my body was about to be torn apart, I suddenly heard the sound of sutras being recited.
Comforting and harmonious, it brought peace of mind.
The pain slowly dissipated, replaced by a gentle warmth, like being soaked in a warm bath.
I tremulously raised my head, and the scene before me changed again.
It was no longer the absurd environment, akin to hell, and there were no supposed celestial consorts around.
This is the Buddhist hall.
Behind me were numerous lotus cushions, and in front of me was Xinpo. Behind Xinpo was an extremely tall Buddha statue. I couldn't see his face.
The sound of the sutras was coming from Xinpo's mouth.
In front of him, there was a head with numerous sutras attached to it, making it look very painful.
I was first overjoyed to find that Lao Gong was still there and hadn't been soulless or dispersed.
But then, my heart grew even colder, for Lao Gong was wearing a crown on his head.
The crown on his head was constantly emitting an indescribable aura, like a red mist, as if it was trying to assimilate Lao Gong.
And the sutras on Lao Gong's face were peeling off slowly, one by one, although it was happening very slowly, but it was indeed happening...
Xinpo is going to destroy Lao Gong!
Akong Rampa's sutra is an obstacle, he needs to remove it first!
"This is Heihachitang Temple, a place where deities open their eyes and everyone achieves enlightenment."
"Being able to enter this place is a blessing, a sign of divine favor and delight. They do not allow you to leave, and thus you cannot leave."
"I don't let you go, you can't go."
Xinpo stopped reciting sutras, he quietly looked at me, his eyes clean as if there was not a single speck of dust.
"How come you don't age and die!? I bit my teeth together, staring at him fiercely."
"I, am aging and dying fast. You, will be the next Xinbo, and you will be the next me."
He seemed very calm.
Lao Gong's head struggled violently, as if crying and laughing, as if he still wanted to say something.
However, the crown on his head was emitting even more of an indescribable aura, continuously burning Lao Gong.
He could only emit cries of despair.
"You are a ghost, not a Buddha." The smell of blood kept spreading in the mouth.
"I, indeed, am not a Buddha."
"What is a Buddha? A Buddha is one who gathers from all four directions with benevolence, a Buddha is one who causes people to worship with trust, and a Buddha is grandiose and makes people make sacrifices."
"What is the difference between an 'Incarnate Buddha' and me, fundamentally? They say that the world needs them, so they are reborn. But why are they always Incarnate Buddhas across generations? Why do people say their bloodline is noble?"
"Heihachitang Temple doesn't need sycophancy, posturing, so-called benevolence and universal salvation, as long as the gods are pleased, people will offer everything."
"Is this not good?"
Xinbo answered my question, but the perspective he elucidated was terrifying to me.
Yes, the lineage of Akong Rampa is indeed as he described it.
That is a Buddha.
Fundamentally, where does it differ from Xinbo?
Xinbo raises himself higher, and doesn't hide it at all!
They are all wolves. It's just that some of them are wolves in sheep's clothing, and others display their viciousness openly and suppress people with cunning means?
"You should not be caught up in religious factional disputes, and should not be exploited by him. You are all my children. Originally, only one person needed to become me, and another might become the second Xinbo, the second me."
"But now, your father, who you are before me, my most compassionate child, must also face death."
Xinpo appeared very regretful.
My heart sank to the bottom of the valley.
Criticism? I have no heart and energy left.
His so-called compassion is nothing but for his own vessels. My father was imprisoned for so many years, not because he wanted to study Gao Tian Dao Ren or a person of the same level as himself.
Now he has decided to possess my body. Since there are still the means of Akong Rampa on my father, he will kill him to eliminate any threat.
"Let her come out, we will build a temple for her here. She is not a ghost." Xinbo suddenly said.
The topic changed abruptly, but it wasn't really fast. Xinpo's vigilance didn't reduce at all. His aim fell on Ding Ruipu.
I was silent for a few seconds before saying, "You consider yourself a deity of Heicheng Temple. Then use your methods to find her out. Can't you do that?"
Xinpo squinted and smiled, quietly looking at me, unmoving.
The expression on Lao Gong's face shifted from a mix of crying and laughing to predominantly smiling, though it was even more painful.
He endured the pain, struggling to squeeze out words in a broken and interrupted manner: "You... alive... out of the yang... she, also out of the yang... she, is watching you..."
"You are reborn... She, appears..."
Xinpo still maintained that expression, unmoving.
Then, he closed his eyes and continued reciting sutras, the chants echoed throughout the room.
The pain on Lao Gong's face became even more intense, but his smile bloomed even more.
In an unseen manner, Lao Gong had placed a magic barrier around Xinbo.
He can be reborn, and can possess my body.
But he cannot resist the words of Ding Rui Pu before his death. Ding Rui Pu will definitely cause trouble.
At that time, he had no resistance, and it would be easy for him to die in the hands of Ding Rui Pu!
That, is a balance!
"She... is watching you!" Lao Gong gave a scream again, and his ghost face had peeled off a corner, the materialization of sutras, the human skin he ate at that time!
"Call her out, I will shape a body for her, she will be worshipped as the Black Demoness. Otherwise, there are things you wouldn't want to see now." Xinbo didn't open his eyes, but the chanting turned into a threat.
"She won't come out! You will die!"
Just as Lao Gong spoke, Xinbo suddenly lifted his hand and grabbed that piece of skin. He tore it violently downwards!
