The demon clan's prison, Yan Baibai thought it would take some effort to get in, but she didn't expect that just as she arrived at the prison door, a jailer quickly appeared, and without saying anything, he led her to the door of the Jueqing Buddhist's cell, and then quickly retreated.
Yan Baibai just thought about it and realized that Song Yu might have already taken care of it, which saved her a lot of trouble.
The cell walls were made of a special material, which restricted the cultivators within. Even after just a moment's pause, Yan Baibai could sense the restlessness of his spiritual energy. It seemed the stronger the individual, the more severe the suppression.
There was only a neatly tidied stone bed in the room. At this time, Jueqing Buddhist was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the stone bed, with the Buddhist beads in his hand turning steadily and regularly. His lips were also moving slightly, and he must be reciting some scriptures.
The cell door was closed, and Yan Baibai couldn't hear any sound from inside. Yan Baibai took out the key the jailer had given him before he left. It was a star-shaped stone. There was a corresponding groove on the stone wall at the entrance to Jueqing Fozi's cell.
Yan Baibai put the stone into the groove. After a while, the prison door opened. Yan Baibai walked in without hesitation. The ruthless Buddhist on the stone bed seemed to have not felt any movement and did not move at all.
Yan Baibai slowly approached and sat down on the only stone bench not far from the stone bed. He just looked at the ruthless Buddhist disciple without disturbing him.
After a stick of incense, the Buddhist beads spinning in the hands of the ruthless Buddhist finally stopped, and the ruthless Buddhist who had his eyes closed slowly opened his eyes.
Seeing Yan Baibai sitting opposite him, there was no fluctuation in the eyes of the ruthless Buddhist, as if nothing in this world could touch him anymore.
"Jueqing Buddhist, was that the Sutra of Rebirth that you just recited?" Yan Baibai secretly sighed, but still took the initiative to ask.
Jueqing Buddhist lowered his eyes and looked at the Buddhist beads in his hand. He did not answer Yan Baibai's words, but asked: "What is your purpose in coming here, Benefactor Yan?"
Yan Baibai was surprised by the directness of the heartless Buddhist. In this case, there was no need for her to beat around the bush and slowly bring up the topic.
She stood up and took a step towards Jueqing Fozi, and said straight to the point: "I have an important matter to discuss with Foshan."
Seeing Jueqing Buddhist raised his head and looked over, Yan Baibai smiled and said, "It's a big matter of saving the common people."
Hearing Yan Baibai say this, Jueqing Buddhist's eyes remained calm: "I'm not suitable."
When he teamed up with Liao Cang to fight against the demon world in order to revive someone, Jueqing knew that he was going against the path he had cultivated. After spending so many days in prison, he recalled the past and realized the special way the elders in his temple treated him.
Perhaps, everyone had already known that he would behave like this today, which was why they restricted him from leaving the temple and asked him to send Tushan back to the demon world. And Tushan also used the "Lotus of Love" to exchange his heart with him for this matter...
He was really lucky. Everyone around him was thinking about him, but in the end, he still let everyone down and did not achieve his goal.
Saving the world? He's not fit, nor worthy...
"Buddha, do you want to go to the top of the Wanjie Mountain and take a look?" Yan Baibai meant to go inside and take a look, rather than just watching from a distance.
The calm eyes of the ruthless Buddhist finally showed a ripple, but he still did not agree.
"Buddhist disciples should know that even though you have left the demon world this time, you will never be able to set foot in the demon world again in your entire life." The heartless Buddhist disciple did such a thing. Not to mention whether he could set foot in the demon world, he might not even be able to leave Foshan Temple.
The ruthless Buddhist was silent for a moment, and finally stood up.
Yan Baibai smiled, turned around and walked out of the cell first. A moment later, Jueqing Buddhist also stepped out of the cell door.
The two walked out of the demon dungeon unhindered and met many jailers along the way, but as soon as they saw Yan Baibai, they hurriedly saluted and walked away.
The two walked out of the dungeon and arrived at the exit of the Royal City without any obstructions. Although the monsters they saw along the way were in a hurry, the Royal City was also much more lively. Many monsters who had recovered had already started to do business.
The royal city is still under martial law, but entry and exit have been relaxed. Yan Baibai showed the jade pendant that Song Yu had given her before he left to the soldiers at the city gate, and then she left the city smoothly.
After leaving the city, Yan Baibai directly summoned Frost, and the two began to fly on swords, but the barrier of Wanjie Mountain was still there. After reaching the halfway point of the mountain, the two still had to walk up. When they reached a familiar fork in the road, there was the Jueqing Buddhist disciple, and the middle road soon appeared in front of them.
The Jueqing Buddhist led the way all the way. Perhaps because he was "homesick", Jueqing Buddhist's pace was very slow. After arriving at the small courtyard left by Tu Shanqing, Yan Baibai did not follow Jueqing Buddhist into it. Instead, he went to the lotus pond not far from the courtyard and waited. When Jueqing Buddhist opened the courtyard gate again, it was already dusk.
Yan Baibai waited quietly, watching the sunset dye the pond red.
The ruthless Buddhist came and sat down next to Yan Baibai. No one knew what he saw inside, but his eyes, which were as calm as dead water, finally showed some life.
"Thank you, Benefactor Yan." Jueqing looked at the lotus in front of him and took the initiative to express his gratitude. If Yan Baibai hadn't brought her here, Jueqing knew that he wouldn't have been able to get here so smoothly this time.
"Son of Buddha, you are a Buddhist practitioner. Do you believe in your own Buddha?" Yan Baibai suddenly asked.
Hearing Yan Baibai's question, Jueqing Buddhist suddenly pinched the Buddhist beads in his hand. He lowered his eyes, obviously, he was very conflicted.
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