Indeed, it is truly the reincarnation of a living Buddha!
The Buddha locked here did not do anything to us, because they did not know what I was going to do at that time. Shattering the chains is not the goal, but just because I didn't know. The Agong Lama calculated this small bit, and they couldn't stop me?
This time, the living Buddha is trying to stop!
A chill rose from my heart, and goosebumps covered my body. Suddenly, I felt a sense of powerlessness.
Meanwhile, I also take out the female gem text and capture my father's face!
"Om! Ah! Moe!" My dad opened his mouth, emitting a sonorous voice.
The female gem text is scorching hot, and the sound of clear water echoes in my ears.
The three characters themselves caused a sharp pain in my consciousness, quickly smoothed out. I could clearly feel that there was a person beside me.
It's just that Master Chi Yi did not appear directly, leaving me only with the sensation and unable to see her.
The female gem text does not have the piercing burning sensation as when it was used to break through levels, but instead it's quite cool, like dipping your hand into a stream.
More blood flowed down my father's face.
The veins on his forehead began to swell!
The atmosphere in the arena had turned into a tug-of-war!
"I didn't intend to break your shackles," I said hoarsely.
Instantaneously, my dad trembled, and returned to normal. He took deep breaths, looking extremely alarming.
The sense of presence that Chi Yi Master gave me vanished.
Just by staring at the living Buddha within the wooden tower, the chill on me did not dissipate.
This... was still calculated by Agong Lama.
To enter here, to break the shackles, it is necessary to face the Buddha's soul directly. Although locked, even the range of motion is limited, but it is enough to kill me!
Agong Lama calculated that I would bring the Master with me.
This sense of powerlessness originated from this.
Then he, should have also calculated this?
Indeed, I do want to place my hope of escape on Old Gong.
Because only he can determine direction, and only he can figure out a way to find a chance of survival!
But everything, is within Agong Lama's calculations? In the applause?
The things he gave me from the eight mansion were just a statement first, and then I thought about changing the location slightly!
It is to fulfill everything he asked for.
Or to get out of here and face him again?
"Difficult indeed…" Old Gong spat out a mouthful of saliva.
The current situation is very clear, and what I can think of, Old Gong can also think of it.
"A group of old bald monks didn't finish their business, what does that have to do with us?" Old Gong angrily cursed, and even glared at the tower.
"Sir, isn't that unfair? They locked themselves up and now they want us to kill their bodies and souls. When they locked themselves up, did they think about how difficult it would be for the Black City Temple? Did they not consider that there wouldn't be any other living Buddhas to help? It's as if the Black City Temple of this lineage and Xinbo deliberately let it out?" Old Gong's words made my eyelids twitch again.
Yes, what Agong Lama is currently worried about is nothing but the future.
And these living Buddhas, including the thirteenth Zen Ren, when he wanted to lock himself to death, did he not consider Xinbo?
This is completely self-contradictory!
Moreover, the harm of Xinbo is greater than their reincarnation.
If they can't be eliminated, the best way is to hold each other back. If it wasn't that I had to take on this matter, and if Agong Lama hadn't made a series of unreasonable demands, I wouldn't think he was wrong.
"No," my dad wiped the blood off his face, his voice hoarse, "There must be a reason for this! We just didn't think of it!"
"Perhaps, they calculated more and predicted things that will happen much later, the Black City Temple will be solved, and the problem will be eliminated!" My dad said this with absolute certainty!
Old Gong had already emerged with all his limbs intact earlier. He shrugged and said, "Then in this case, we ignore Agong Lama, right? The problem is back, the things we should have gotten have been gotten, we need to leave. How should we go? Don't expect the remaining four of them to send us off."
"There's still a young lad out there who can't figure it out." Old Gong glanced at the wall.
This is not difficult to understand.
The five living Buddhas made the decision to lock themselves up and lock their souls after that, they knew that at least the Black City Temple of the Five Gowers Lama's Temple would not constitute a threat!
Then Agong Lama's worries are baseless, and there's no need to pay attention to them.
My dad didn't speak, he was thinking about something else.
Wei Youming disappeared and did not interfere with us in any way.
Old Gong suddenly leaned against the wall, his hands constantly searching for something.
At this time, my dad suddenly walked towards the tower door.
"I caution you to be careful." I hurriedly advised him.
My dad ignored me and walked straight into the tower.
Then, he stood quietly in front of the lifeless body of the living Buddha.
"It's really hard to be a ghost." Old Gong was still indignant: "There's nothing to look for on this level, and going to the next level is not in the right position."
"Shh..." My dad suddenly raised his finger and made a gesture to be quiet, and turned his face, with his ear almost pressing against the face of the living Buddha statue.
He, is he listening to something?
I and Old Gong can't hear it.
My dad's expression didn't change much, and time slowly passed by.
It must have been about half an hour, and my dad straightened up.
Suddenly, he took out a dagger from his pocket.
Before I could react, his dagger actually struck the brow above the living Buddha's body!
The sharp dagger easily drew a circle above the living Buddha's brow.
Then my dad lightly prried, a piece of bone fell off, still with meat on it.
He carefully removed and cleaned it, eventually obtaining a clean piece of bone.
"Hissing... Senior, you really bear a grudge? Just being possessed, he should come down after a while. Why did you dig out his eyebrows like that?" Old Gong gasped.
I was equally puzzled, what was my dad trying to do?
He did not stop his actions, continuing to dig at another part of the living Buddha's brow.
Then it was the calf, the dagger shaved off the flesh, but only took out a piece of bone.
"Father, you..." I just opened my mouth.
He smiled and replied, "It's just a display of power, don't worry, I'm fine."
"You certainly don't..." Old Gong shook his head, and his eye corners twitched.
"Let's go, Old Gong still needs to find a suitable location, you two don't need to get distracted. We still need Old Gong to calculate the chance of survival." My dad said again.
After that, we went to the next level of the tomb chamber.
Old Gong quipped, meaning that the living Buddha did not come out to possess someone, so why would he dig up the bone of someone else?
Unexpectedly, my dad actually went forward on his own, started digging bones...
Old Gong simply fell silent, and he began to deduce the position carefully.
This layer still has not found a suitable position.
My dad's movements were much more decisive. He successfully removed the flesh and extracted the bone in three-quarters of the time.
Next was the third layer, then the fourth layer.
Each living Buddha's brow bone and calf bone were all removed.
As long as they don't actively break the copper chains and shackles, the rest of their bodies are not damaged.
Until we reached the fifth layer, Old Gong said, "Senior, Zen Ren of the Thirteenth Generation doesn't even have a soul anymore. His skeletal structure isn't of much use; it's just scrap. It's not worth digging out."
