He was defeated. At the age of one hundred, with all the meridians in his body severed, he certainly wouldn't survive.
The reason he is still alive is entirely due to the Buddhist nature within him.
At this moment, there was no trace of sadness on his face, but rather a sense of relief and ease.
Because no one knows just how heavy the promise weighs on his shoulders.
Haha, how could he not know that the previous dynasty's fate was sealed?
He knew all too well that the change of dynasties was an inescapable law of nature, and that even the most powerful empires would eventually disappear into the annals of history. Restoring the kingdom? Repairing the dragon veins? All nonsense.
But what can he do? Kongru's kindness to him was as heavy as a mountain, and the heavy responsibility that Kongru carried must ultimately be passed on to him.
He raises ghosts and feeds them with fresh blood.
Twenty years ago, in order to uncover the souls of war criminals, they even went so far as to kill the entire village of Ruxin.
Was this what he wanted to do? No, he was a Buddhist, he didn't crave anything, and he didn't kill.
Now all of this has finally come to an end, and he can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"I figured it out myself, and it doesn't have a name yet. If you insist on asking, then I'll give it a name," Ye Xingchen said, raising his eyes. "This is called, 'Thunderous Sound of Slaying Buddha'."
“Tu Fo Lei Yin… good, good.” Ru Chen smiled calmly: “Thank you, I can finally be free now.”
"Actually, you know that all of this is irreversible, right?" Ye Xingchen asked.
“Yes, all of this is irreversible, but the Great Wuxiang Temple was formerly the Protector of the Nation Temple. Now that the country has fallen, the Great Wuxiang Temple naturally has to take on the responsibility of restoring the country.” Ru Chen nodded: “Moreover, there are many royal descendants scattered all over the world, and they are all secretly waiting for an opportunity to restore the ancestral system.”
“They actually know that it can’t be restored,” Ye Xingchen said.
"Heh, so what? Being unable to recover is one thing, and not doing it is another." Ru Chen sighed, "For them, it's a memory, a spiritual sustenance."
"What a load of rubbish." Ye Xingchen sneered. "They just want to restore their former privileges. Unfortunately, times are changing and the wheels of history will not stop."
"Whether they are the once glorious royal family or not, they will eventually disappear into the long river of history, not even as much as a grain of sand."
“Yes, everyone understands this principle, but how many people actually follow it?” Ru Chen smiled and said, “Ye Xingchen, you win.”
"So is there anything you want to tell me?" Ye Xingchen asked.
“The winner takes all, the loser is condemned, so I can tell you all the secrets of the Great Wuxiang Temple,” Ruchen said slowly.
"Thank you, I'm all ears." Ye Xingchen nodded gently.
Ru Chen is a fairly decent person; he's not the kind of person who can't accept defeat.
Moreover, he has been burdened with responsibilities that should not exist in the world for many years, and he is already tired and exhausted.
Moreover, there are some things he doesn't want to do, but is forced to do against his will.
Ru Chen sat cross-legged on the ground and murmured, "More than 110 years ago, the royal family of the previous dynasty was destroyed, and the descendants of the royal family fled the palace and scattered to various places."
"Although the situation has changed dramatically, with wars breaking out on all sides, the former royal family seems to have disappeared into the long river of history and never appeared again."
"However, some royal descendants and so-called loyal ministers and generals protected the descendants of the previous dynasty as they fled to various places at home and abroad, looking for an opportunity to restore the country."
"Among them, the descendants of the Nalan clan are the most prominent. The clan, both from the previous dynasty and the current dynasty, are scattered all over the world and have changed their surname to Jin. Jinluo City is just one of them."
“I know all that.” Ye Xingchen nodded. “Just tell me about the situation at Huguo Temple.”
"Da Wuxiang Temple was formerly the royal family's guardian temple." Ru Chen paused and said, "It was in charge of the royal family's fortune, protecting the dragon vein and guarding the royal tombs."
"When the previous dynasty collapsed, its national fortune also collapsed. The land of the dragon vein became a dead end. It can be said that the national fortune of the previous dynasty no longer exists."
"Therefore, the Imperial Preceptor Lü Qingchen ordered my master, Master Kongru, to return to the Huguo Temple and find a way to restore the nation's dilapidated fortune."
“Outside the imperial mausoleum, all the destiny has come to an end. At this time, we need to find a person with a noble destiny and lock him in the heart of the imperial mausoleum. We can use the Eight Dragons Formation to draw on his noble energy to nourish the already dilapidated national destiny dragon vein.”
"So, you found my father, and he's now locked up in your damned imperial mausoleum, using the Eight Dragons Formation to absorb the vital energy from his body?" Ye Xingchen asked through gritted teeth.
“There are not many people in the world who possess the destiny of a noble person. It was only when your father fell out with the Ye family and went to Jinluo City that we had this opportunity.”
"Then he was captured and sent to the Great Wuxiang Temple. After that, my two junior brothers and I went down the mountain and set up the Eight Dragons Formation outside the imperial mausoleum. It has been more than twenty years since then."
"And on our side, we've been raising ghosts all these years," Ru Chen said. "War criminals from the invasion of China, heinous bandits, and executioners who have killed countless people."
“Those who commit heinous acts in life become exceptionally vicious after death. We capture them, enshrine them in the stupa behind the temple, and feed them with fresh blood every year, which will make them even stronger.”
"When the time comes, they will grow and devour each other. Only one will survive. At that time, we will send it to the imperial mausoleum. After being nourished by the righteous energy for more than twenty years, the dragon energy in the imperial mausoleum will begin to take shape."
"At that time, the ghost that survives to the end will become an evil god. Then, this evil god will be nurtured in the imperial tomb and slowly grow stronger. When it grows to a certain level, the dragon veins of the world will change."
"Even if we can't restore our country, we'll still have a piece of land to grow slowly."
“A good plan.” Ye Xingchen nodded slowly, then sighed and said, “But you also know that the previous dynasty is gone. Your plan is indeed good, but it’s unrealistic because you simply can’t achieve it.”
"Hehe, I know it's impossible, but what can I do?" Ru Chen laughed, but his laughter was tinged with sadness.
"Actually, I knew from the beginning that this was something that was destined to fail, but I still wanted to continue."
"Because I am the abbot of Huguo Temple, my fate was predetermined from the beginning. We can never escape the curse of fate."
“Over the years, I have killed many people and done many things that defy the will of Heaven.” Ru Chen raised his head and murmured, “In the quiet of the night, I often wonder if the Zen path I cultivate still has any meaning?”
"Fortunately, things have come to this point, and I feel relieved. Thank you, Ye Xingchen."
“Alright, I will free you.” Ye Xingchen slowly nodded and said, “But you haven’t given me what I want yet. Where is the imperial tomb?”
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