Luo Family, we did not go.
Black City Temple has become this way, they will certainly pursue the Luo family after the event.
After all, I was sent by the Luo family.
After all, my father was born by Luo Pinyanren.
The Luo family wants to use our abilities to elevate their own status. They need to prepare for the consequences, which may be falling into the depths of hell.
As for how Black City Temple will vent its anger and how it will torment them, that is a matter for them to consider.
Perhaps at this moment, the Luo family is still decorating the place with lights, celebrating wildly, unaware that they are about to face the most terrifying retaliation.
The sky, darkened.
We father and son took a roundabout route around the Luo family and walked towards the city center of Da County.
After some discussion, they decided to first return to the large city of Daxing.
We have been out of touch for far too long, Huaying, my mother, and all the members of the Huayin family, must be very worried.
As for Sigu Mountain, I too need to return.
Lao Gong emerged, he spoke a long speech with an impressive tone.
In other words, the truth is that what is said is the past, and it has nothing to do with the present life. But if a slight mix-up of concepts happens, then I am the successor of Qu Mountain, Mao Xi, and Mao Suo who are respected teachers. Even if it's a reincarnation, it's still legitimate.
If pushed to the limit, I can reveal my identity and seize the position of Qu Mountain's master, leading the entire Qu Mountain to join the Four Regular Sect. That would be a complete takeover.
My dad burst into laughter, and I was left speechless.
Lao Gong has always been like this, aimless and abstract.
This is completely impossible and will never happen.
However, even taking the worst possible scenario into account, the incident at Black City Temple has not only advanced my strength but also greatly increased my heart's enlightenment.
Of course, my strength comes from the tortures of this period and the food supplements.
My heart's enlightenment is the ability to resist external temptations. Those "bright concubines" at least made me realize one thing, human blood in front of me is not worth mentioning.
Of course, I'm not clear about my actual strength. At least, I need an opponent to measure up against before I can understand it.
Regarding the "misunderstanding" and "conflict" with Qu Mountain, it is necessary to clarify them.
I don't want to talk about my past or future in this life. Dust returns to dust, and soil returns to soil, which has been unrelated to me for a long time.
The ghost cultivator Mao Zhan saved me, but he was scattered to the winds.
Therefore, I will not fight to the death like Qu Mountain, which is very troublesome here.
It took the whole night, but we are finally close to the range of Da County.
From a distance, the lights of the county town can be seen, like a hidden monster with countless eyes on the highland grasslands.
As we walked along, I suddenly saw a figure in my line of sight.
The person stood silently on the grass, the moonlight illuminating his body, giving him a sense of thickness, solidity, and a bit of translucence.
This doesn't look like a human form; it's more like a piece of stone, or even jade.
He, is Ahgon Lama!
I had absolutely no idea that Ahgon Lama would appear here!
We were about to reach the county, where we could find a vehicle to leave, but then we were blocked by him!?
My heart sinks like water, and then a wave of anger rises up.
He appeared, and this made me have to think about his calculations for us, making our situation so difficult.
But the anger dared not surface too much.
Ahgon Lama's strength completely overwhelms us...
"Why…" Old Gong suddenly tilted his head and said, "Not a human?"
"Not an alive person." My father's tone was very heavy, with a hint of suspicion.
I only realized the strange coincidence just now.
The motionless Ahgon Lama was just quietly watching us.
He... indeed had no more breath, and even didn't blink an eye!
A corpse!?
No, it's not just a simple corpse.
His aura is indeed identical to that of the Thirteenth Zenren!
"Weng, Ah, Mu."
The voice, slightly greenish and thick with age despite its young tone, comes from the upright back of Ahgon Lama.
The footsteps were very light, and what appeared before me and my father was a very young child, around ten years old, with two patches of highland red on his cheeks, eyes clean and transparent.
His Buddhist robe seems to be a bit big, almost covering his entire body.
My dad's lips quivered slightly, and his body trembled more severely.
Lao Gong's face was filled with horror, as if he had seen a ghost. He screamed again, "Look! You son of a bitch, you're just a kid! At least you'll live a few more years, you bald ass, don't you have any shame!"
And there is nothing to say with Ahgon Lama, and there is nothing to hide.
He was already not on good terms with us.
I understand now. That's why I could see Ahgon Lama back then; actually, what I saw was just a corpse, but I didn't notice the person standing behind the corpse, who was the Ahgon Lama himself after reincarnation!
"What do you want to do!?" I forced myself to breathe evenly, my fists simultaneously clenching the Gaotian Staff and Gaotian Sword.
I know I can't be an opponent, but we absolutely can't sit and wait for death!
I guess what he's going to do now.
Earlier, my father and I had already guessed that even if my dad was the victor, Ahgon Lama would not spare me.
He must have known about the death of Xinbo. He indeed has no intention of sparing us father and son!
"The Five Buddha Temple can only have five living buddhas, and once a living buddha takes his position, you cannot become another. So, you used all your schemes to get Xian Shen to do a series of things. You were also aware that he would find the problem and return to the Five Buddha Temple. You deliberately led him to that place, deliberately let him destroy a living buddha because, you dared not do it yourself!"
"After the destruction of the Thirteenth Zenren, a position was created, and you, just broke through, right?"
My father's words were like a thunderclap in the clear sky.
The young monk, who was Ahgon Lama, hooked a smile at his lips, both innocent and profound.
"Luoxian Shen is not an ordinary Taoist, nor is Luoye. You understand me."
Ahgon Lama slightly raised his head, and his eyes were as bright as stars in the night sky.
"Five Buddha Temple, five living buddhas, the bloodline has been passed down for a thousand years in the Tibetan land. Before the arrival of those precious Gems of Pearl Marmots who broke the chains, there was no big difference. Xinbo is also a living buddha, but their lineage is more ancestral and closer to the essence."
"The Five Buddha Temple cherishes the people, completely severing ties with the Black City Temple lineage. The iron chain was broken, and the Black City Temple could only flee. Four living buddhas died, and they should have been reborn. The Five Buddha Temple should have become a great Tibetan Buddhist temple, but the Thirteenth Zenren said that living buddhas should not be reborn."
"He sealed the souls of the other four living buddhas in the temple and tower because of their bloodline, making them unable to be reborn in this world. If someone dares to break the chains on their bodies, they will disintegrate and disappear."
"As his disciple, I strongly opposed it, but he advised me that this was the right thing to do."
"And he told me that in times of great chaos, another living buddha would inevitably appear, but not them. He also told me that after his death, he should be locked in the last wooden scripture tower."
"I did not do that. The Five Buddha Temple needs some deterrent power, after all, there are many other Buddhist temples in the Tibetan land with living buddhas, and after all, our doorstep is the Black City Temple. Xinbo could come back at any time."
"Resulting in dozens of years with many major events occurring, and the living buddhas were not able to reappear, I knew that it was because of the position. Locking up the living buddhas was equivalent to cutting off their future path."
"Not everyone can unlock the chains from the living buddhas, at least, I can't."
"Therefore, I created a kind of atmosphere where the living buddhas had to appear."
"Therefore, I locked the Thirteenth Zenren into the place he wanted to go."
"He chose to seal off the Five Buddha Temple, to return to the ordinary world, but because of this, he also dispersed throughout the heavens and earth."
"I will guard the Five Buddha Temple and watch over the Black City Temple."
Ahgon Lama's innocent face was adorned with a faint smile.
"You are not Xinbo; Xinbo is dead."
"I thought this was fake, that he wanted to deceive me, but I never expected it to be true."
The last sentence, Ahgon Lama said while looking at me.
His words were filled with too much information, and there are many parts I cannot understand. But there is one thing I've understood.
I gave him an opportunity!
I thought I wasn't a piece anymore, but in the end, it turns out that I am still a piece?
The reason I can untie the copper chains might be because of Ding Ruipu by my side, or because of a strand of the path of Gaotian Taoist on my finger.
Is it a level of cultivation?
Only with the same level of cultivation can one break through the soul of a living buddha.
If it were not for my presence, the Five Buddha Temple wouldn't have anyone of such level to break through the shackles set by the Thirteenth Zenren.
"Xinbo will not truly be dead. Otherwise, you wouldn't be in such a sorry state of escape."
"Come back with me to the Five Buddha Temple."
Ahgon Lama's expression was very sincere as he said, "I lack a disciple. Luoye, you can be one. In the future, you may even become a Khanpo."
"Xian Shen, you are very suitable to be a Tianshuang master, sending off those fully enlightened and virtuous beings to ascend to heaven."
"Blabbering a bunch of useless talk, I thought you came here to explain politely, and thank us for eliminating Xinbo. But it turns out you're still afraid? You speak so eloquently, but in fact, you just want to trap my master and my father? Old Gong couldn't tolerate Ahgon Lama's attitude. He sneezed and spat out a thick mucus."
Ahgon Lama didn't flinch; the phlegm landed on his chest, thick and disgusting.
He didn't even get angry. Suddenly, he raised his hand and muttered a few words.
The next instant, he looked slightly surprised and pondered the matter while gazing at Old Gong.
I only realized it then.
"Scrolls!"
He could use Old Gong to confront Xinbo indirectly.
He could also use the scrolls to control Old Gong!
The next moment, Ahgon Lama raised his hand, holding a string of bone beads in his small palm, and muttered a word.
"Pa."
His gaze became even more fixed on Old Gong.
"Pa you ghost, indeed, you're a bad old man! You want Old Gong to be your bracelet bead! That worthless thing, it's been crushed long ago!" Old Gong shouted angrily, but his face showed a little horror.
My heart also became heavy.
Not only are my father and I pawns, but even Old Gong... he's going to be Ahgon Lama's prayer beads?
Just then, my father suddenly slammed his abdomen hard, and with a wail, he vomited a large amount of blood. A few smooth Buddhist beads with blood were shot towards Ahgon Lama!
