Finally, before dark, Master Mingguang hurried over from the ribbon-cutting ceremony.

Qi Zhiye was worried that he would be caught by the old lady soon, so he said in one breath: "Master, tell me everything about what happened to Senior Mingren back then!"

"What?!" Master Mingguang was startled, and his speech speed unconsciously quickened: "I also want to tell you right away, but that matter is really too long to tell you one by one!"

Qi Zhiye: "It's a long story, but let's make it short. It's already dusk and I'm leaving soon!"

"..." Master Mingguang took a deep breath and cleared his throat. "In short, when the two countries of Faxihongyuan were at war, Buddhism remained neutral. But Mingren felt she should intervene, and her actions indirectly led to many tragic events that she didn't want to see and were contrary to her original intentions. She always felt it was her fault. She argued with the abbot and injured thirty-three Buddhist disciples the next day and left the mountain!"

Qi Zhiye said angrily, "Didn't you say anything? What's the matter? What's the matter? Tell me what it is!!!"

"Traitor!!!" Master Mingguang said angrily, "Didn't I tell you not to be short and simple? When have I ever lied to you? Are you itching???"

Yun Xian scratched his head and said, "Well, Master Mingguang..."

"Amitabha." Master Mingguang said kindly, "My dear Yun, so you are here too."

Yun Xian: "Everyone is here."

Master Mingguang said with dignity, "My dear friends, how are you doing today? I have been watching over your soul lamps all day and am very worried."

Everyone: “…” His true colors are revealed, his true colors are revealed, Master Mingguang!

In a hurry, it seemed the two nations of Faxihongyuan were at an impasse. Yun Xian had other questions and instantly joined the rapping chorus: "Master, did you know that Senior Mingren has been possessed by the devil? We suspect the Demon Cult began targeting the Sons of Fate in the Four Realms decades ago, and Senior Mingren was the first test subject. But now she's been reduced to branches and twigs, and many have died. It's terrifying. Do you have any solutions?"

"Alas..." Master Mingguang sighed, his tone filled with sadness: "Mingren, you are still... one wrong step, then another..."

Everyone was furious: "Hurry up!!!"

Mingguang: "Amitabha, my friends, please take good care of the wooden Buddha I gave you. It will withstand the impact for you. Once shattered, it will begin to erode the barrier from the inside out. That barrier incorporates the Buddhist Golden Bell technique, so it's effective. But please remember that using a large number of people will be useless against Mingren. Buddhism cannot send people to surround him. Remember, your mission is to obtain intelligence and then seize this opportunity to escape and save as many people as possible—"

Yun Xian shouted in a hoarse voice: "But what about Senior Mingren? Who will stop her?"

"I didn't realize Mingren had reached this point," Mingguang sighed. "Now that things have come to this, there's no point in running away. I'll come with the purple gold bowl."

The hidden meaning in his words made people feel shocked.

The abbot had previously disagreed with Mingguang coming because he knew that if he came to suppress the rebellion, the worst outcome would be his death, and the best outcome would be that they would both die together.

Thinking about it this way, Master Mingguang has always been pretending to obey but actually disobeying.

He openly said that he had no intention of coming, but he gave everyone the Wooden Buddha, the power of which could allow everyone to survive in the lotus seat for at least a week and understand the specific situation of Akihito. Perhaps he still had a glimmer of hope, hoping that the Smiling Buddha was not his sister.

The barrier can only be destroyed from the inside out. He and Xiao Yuan secretly coordinated to issue the task. He did not want Yun Xian and his group to convert the Smiling Buddha. Their real task was to open the barrier, obtain intelligence, escape, save people, and then he would come back with the purple gold bowl to suppress them.

Mingguang said nothing at first, not because Buddhism was unreliable, but because he knew that Yun Xian was smart... Never mind, with everyone's intelligence, they could definitely guess what he was thinking.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just talking about Qi Zhiye, if we knew he wanted to do this, we would never agree.

In a flash, Qi Zhiye raised his head and shouted angrily, "Master, you!!"

The purple-gold bowl was a treasured Buddhist treasure, sealed long ago. Without the abbot's express consent, no one could touch it. So how could Master Mingguang take it away? He must have taken it without asking—he didn't even want to say that word!

Not far away, the familiar sound of the old lady's cane rang out hurriedly, and she called out anxiously: "Where are you? Sanya, Dadan, Wangcai, Xiaofang, Qi Xingye Fengzi, where are you? It's getting dark, it's time to rest, hurry up and answer grandma!"

The golden light on the tree trunk suddenly went out and disappeared.

The voice on the other end cut off.

Qi Zhiye clenched his fist and hit the tree trunk with a stiff expression.

Yun Xian kindly consoled him, "If you're angry, just be angry. Why bother hitting the Bodhi tree?"

Qi Zhiye turned around, and Yun Xian actually saw red in the corners of his eyes. He said angrily, "If I had known, I would never have come here!"

He had long felt that he was led here, but he never doubted that it was by Mingguang.

"..." Such a big guy, why is he still crying? Yun Xian said seriously, "Master Mingguang can pretend to obey, but you can do the same. It's the tradition of the master to follow the example of his superiors. If he does this, you don't have to worry about being liquidated afterwards."

Qi Zhiye wiped his face: "What do you mean."

Yun Xian put his arm around his shoulder and pulled him down, the 1.9-meter-tall man, thinking, "It seems like we never said a single word 'yes' just now."

The mission she accepted was to save people, so she was to save them. Why would she want to take credit for it? No way.

Ji Rongxue watched coldly from behind, feeling that Xue Lingxiu was being bullied again because of her height. It was a pity, but luckily she was taller than him.

The old lady was obviously relieved to see everyone there. She said, "Come back with me. Don't come to places like this next time. Be careful of the Buddha's reprimand."

On the way back to the bungalow, Yun Xian unexpectedly saw that the girl who had supervised him copying books yesterday was jumping and leading a group of people in another direction.

The old lady also noticed the commotion and said with a wistful expression, "There's a new person at the Lotus Seat."

“…”

Yun Xian naturally understood that although Feng Hua had been eliminated, the remaining poison had not yet been eliminated, so it was normal for more people to be brought to the Lotus Seat. However, she still frowned slightly, feeling a little worried.

That group of people clearly don't look like they are from Qiankun City.

It was another dark and windy night.

Everyone had grown accustomed to the howling of ghosts and wolves outside. No matter what, they kept quiet, didn't look out the window, and didn't open the door. Whatever happened outside had nothing to do with them. It was just that the days were getting shorter and the nights more chaotic, and the only reason they could stay awake was because of the wooden Buddha statue.

Master Mingguang had calculated every move. Only when the wooden statue shattered would the energy released to break the barrier. Until then, everyone's lives would be safe. Once it shattered, they would escape, and he would arrive. By then, everyone would be unable to stay. Without the statue, their minds would be easily eroded.

Yun Xian was lying there when he suddenly said, "I have a bold idea, but I don't know whether I should say it or not."

Xue Lingxiu: "You say."

"Since you want to hear it, then I'll... Hey." Yun Xian scrambled to his feet, incredulous: "Brother Xue, why did you change your temperament so drastically today?"

Don’t you usually tell her that you don’t want to listen and ask her to stop making noise?

"Whether I listen or not, you have to tell me." Xue Lingxiu closed her eyes and said, "Besides, I can't sleep either."

The seventh person who suddenly appeared asked quietly, "What happened to you today?"

"..." Yun Xian touched Ji Rongxue's paws, which had instantly turned cold, and said, "Alright, Saint. Look at what you've done."

It scared people again!

Jimo Shu didn't feel sorry for this. She pushed Ji Rongxue awake and said, "Tell me quickly."

He wasn't sure if he could say it, but Yun Xian picked out a few words to say. Feng Ye wondered, "It's strange that things have escalated so quickly. Is there some demon interfering in the war between these two countries?"

"If there was, wouldn't Baldy Donkey not know about it? Could he be so kind as to help the Demon Cult conceal it? It's good enough that he doesn't put the blame of everything on the Demon Cult."

Jimo Shu was puzzled. "I don't want to talk about it anymore. You always think too badly of demons. After all, I'm already bad, so you can say whatever you want. But why do you always think so good of people? When it comes to cruelty, how much better is human nature?"

Feng Ye was startled. Why did he always say the wrong thing recently? "Yes, yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean that..."

Jimo Shu wasn't angry, she was simply confused. It was simply because she often looked angry that she was easily misunderstood. Yun Xian asked, "Saintess, why do you always feel like you're bad? Have you ever killed anyone?"

Jimo Shu angrily said: "What does that have to do with you?!"

Well, now everyone knows, there isn't one.

"Forget it. I don't want to bother with you." Jimo Shu abruptly changed the subject and asked, "What do you want to say? Say it quickly."

Yun Xian cleared his throat and talked about this and that. Qiao Lingshan was the first to object: "No, it's too risky!"

Xue Lingxiu also frowned and said, "No! Her cultivation is too high. If she really wants to deal with you, even a god can't save you."

Of course, there were also those who agreed. Ji Rongxue said firmly, "We can give it a try. I think it's worth trying. I'll go with you then."

"Of course I can." Qi Zhiye raised his eyebrows, "But, can't I do it instead? It has to be you?"

Why do everyone have their own opinions? Feng Ye hesitated for a long time: "I, I, I, I... I'll give up..."

"I'm the only one who can do it." Yun Xian looked at Taiping, who was shivering in the corner, and thought, "We have to find an opportunity. After all, no one knows when the next 'heavenly punishment' will come."

Since you can't die, then work towards death.

Does the Smiling Buddha never attack anyone during the day? Is he calm and never angry?

Yun Xian touched the sword talisman of the Senior Brother’s Spiritual Stage in his arms, which was as thick as a brick, and thought to himself, let me try to see if it is real.

If she couldn't win the argument, she wouldn't say anything. She used her sword to test her strengths and avoid her weaknesses.