Chapter 272
Seeing that she looked a little angry, the Hengshan Sect Leader gently coaxed her, "Alright, alright, Father knows, knows you're sensible and obedient."
Ning Yue, spoiled and arrogant, continued to grumble incessantly.
The sounds of chanting and reciting Buddhist scriptures filled the air, and a tall, golden Buddha statue stood overhead, its smiling face both benevolent and dignified.
In such a solemn moment, Li Jianxin tugged at her sleeve and gave her a wink.
Ning Yue looked up at him, pouted, and although she seemed a little unconvinced, she still listened to him.
Suddenly someone in the crowd said, "Abbot, I've heard that all enlightened masters who pass away have a relic inside their bodies. Is that true?"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked at the man who had spoken. The abbot looked at him, his eyes filled with compassion, and he put his hands together in prayer, saying, "Amitabha."
"What do you mean by that? Don't tell me you've believed those ridiculous rumors circulating in the martial arts world?"
"That's right, even if there are any relics, it has nothing to do with you."
Before the abbot could speak, someone was heard making malicious remarks, but fortunately, not everyone was like him.
Seeing the condemning looks from the crowd, the man said angrily, "Stop pretending to be so high and mighty! Who doesn't want to live forever!"
"You all speak so eloquently, but who doesn't know that you've all been secretly sending people to inquire about things? You put on such a high-sounding act, but in reality, everyone knows the truth."
The abbot sighed helplessly and said, "Benefactor, you have really misunderstood. There is no such thing in Yizhen's body."
"There is no such thing as immortality in this world. All heroes and great men, do not be deceived by rumors."
Yuan Xiu placed the last piece of paper money in his hand into the brazier, stood up and said in a low voice, "This benefactor, if you have come to pay homage to your uncle, this humble monk welcomes you. If you have come to inquire about the relics, this humble monk will not see you off."
Upon hearing this, many people were somewhat surprised, as they had never seen a monk speak so sharply.
Tao Tao stood in the corner, quietly observing the tense atmosphere, and finally her gaze fell on Yuan Xiu, who exuded a cold aura.
Upon hearing this, the man's face flushed red, and he shouted angrily, "What do you mean by that? Are you trying to kick me out?"
"You monks, how can you lack even the slightest tolerance and compassion? How can you face the Buddha like this?!"
Upon seeing this, Ning Yue felt a surge of righteous indignation and decided to stand up for Yuan Xiu.
They've known who he is for so many days, and they absolutely will not allow such a malicious person to speak rudely here.
But in the end, the person who stopped her was actually her father, the head of the Hengshan Sect.
Ning Yue looked at him with confusion and bewilderment.
The Hengshan Sect Leader said coldly, "You know this is a Buddhist temple, so you shouldn't be so presumptuous."
“Master Yuanxiu is right. If you are sincerely here to send Master Yizhen on his way, then shut up. But if you are here for the relics, then how are you any different from those evil demons and heretics!”
Ning Yue originally thought her father was going to stop her, but she didn't expect him to take the initiative to condemn this person.
She quickly chimed in, "That's right, get out of here! There's no room for you here!"
“I’m telling you, there’s no need to get so worked up. Look at how red-faced you are. Anyone who didn’t know better would think that your Hengshan Sword Sect has already been taken over by Linggui Temple.”
"Brother Yang is right. The Hengshan Sword Sect seems to be more like people with ulterior motives. Could it be that they want to drive everyone out so that you can keep the relic for yourself?"
"Now that everyone knows about this good thing, Linggui Temple can't keep it a secret. Master Yizhen was so selfless in life, he should be the same in death!"
Two or three people, with just a few words, stirred up a huge dispute.
Upon hearing this, many people cast skeptical glances at the Hengshan Sword Sect. To be honest, if there truly were a way to achieve immortality, countless people in the martial arts world would flock to it.
Nowadays, not all of them are here to pay homage to Master Yizhen; many are simply curious to see if these so-called relics truly have such miraculous effects.
Even if they have such thoughts, they wouldn't say them openly.
But there always needs to be someone to take the lead and ignite the greed deep within everyone's hearts. There's no reason for some people to sit high on moral high ground and look down on the struggle between the two.
They'd rather fight to the death than let anyone else get their hands on them.
Li Jianxin finally couldn't hold back any longer. His eyes were filled with anger as he shouted, "You are utterly shameless! You even tried to steal Master Yizhen's corpse!"
"How dare they discuss such despicable and vile behavior in front of Buddha!"
The reprimanded individuals sneered repeatedly, their faces full of disdain.
Suddenly, the once united righteous path was torn apart, and people began to suspect each other, wondering if they had come for the relics.
"Stop talking nonsense, just let us see the coffin and we'll know."
"That's right! Let's see if Master Yizhen has left anything of value for the martial arts world!"
The abbot was furious when he heard them say such shameless things. "How can you be so unreasonable? This is Linggui Temple. You scoundrels, don't you dare to be so insolent!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the monks around him came over and stood on either side of the abbot.
They will absolutely not allow these people to defile Master Yizhen's memorial hall.
"If we don't see eye to eye, there's no point in talking. If they won't let us see it, there must be something fishy going on. Maybe the relic thing is true, otherwise why would they act like this?"
"Go! Whoever obtains the relic will live forever!"
Most of them, incited and swayed by them, actually seemed to have lost their minds, drawing their swords and pointing them at the monks of Linggui Temple, their eyes burning with desire as they looked at the coffin, as if they were determined to get it.
The greed on these people's faces was laid bare; beneath the veneer of pretense lay only their selfish and ugly nature.
Some people were willing to be the first to step forward, and soon, most people followed suit.
Only the Hengshan Sword Sect, along with a small group of people, were not swayed by these remarks and instead helped the monks of Linggui Temple fight against them.
Seeing that things were not going well, Tao Tao walked to the altar, hugged the urn containing Master Yizhen's ashes to her chest, and planned to sneak away in the chaos and leave this place of trouble.
All of this is so absurd and strange.
It's as if someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes, waiting for them to fight to the death so that someone else will come out and take advantage of the situation.
She suddenly realized this, looked up at the sky above, and wondered if the people of the Demon Palace were still not giving up.
What exactly does Bi Shi'an want this thing for?
She didn't believe he was also after that ridiculous rumor, wanting the relic for the sake of immortality.
But if relics don't have this effect, then what does the system need them for?
This puzzled her.
Just as she was deep in thought, a sharp blade came crashing down on her.
Tao Tao's eyes widened. Just when he thought he couldn't escape, his neck was suddenly stabbed through from behind, and a large amount of blood gushed from his mouth.
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