Upon seeing this, Xiao Yuhan suddenly remembered something. Could it be that what she was experiencing was a scene from the ancient era?
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that the white-clad swordsman was very familiar. Just now, he heard the black-clad knife-wielder call him Su Yan. Isn't that the name of the founding ancestor of the Heavenly Sword Sect?
Now that I think about it, I should be seeing this scene from the perspective of Han Wuqi, the founder of the Kunlun Immortal Sect and a sword god. If I'm not mistaken, that Master Lianhua should be the founder of the Lianhua Temple. As for the black-clad swordsman, he should be Nanmen Yihen of the Xuehan Sword Sect.
Xiao Yuhan had also seen it in an ancient book. Long ago, there were four saints of the human race: Sword God Han Wuqi, Sword Immortal Su Yan, Blade Emperor Nanmen Yihen, and Ancient Buddha Master Lianhua.
These people are legendary figures in human history, with no detailed records, only mentioned as some of the greatest cultivators of the human race.
The scene ended there, and Xiao Yuhan returned to reality, looking at the golden skeleton in front of her, lost in thought.
It was unclear how much time had passed, but Feng Xi and Bai Yao had already emerged from the temple. A monk in a kasaya robe saw Xiao Yuhan squatting in front of the golden skeleton and immediately approached.
"Please do not touch the golden statue of our ancestor, benefactor."
Xiao Yuhan quickly stood up and bowed, "I have no intention of offending your temple, but the remains of this senior seem to have a strange power that can cause hallucinations."
The monk shook his head. "That is not an illusion. What you saw, benefactor, should be your past and present lives."
Xiao Yuhan stood there, stunned, unsure of what to say. He had just seen several great figures from human history. Could he be the reincarnation of one of them? But that shouldn't be the case. He was a transmigrator. Even if he were the reincarnation of someone, it should be the original Xiao Yuhan who was reincarnated.
However, the original work did not mention any hidden identity of Xiao Yuhan. He was just a minor villain who was only there to advance the plot and create conflict and excitement. How could he have such a powerful background?
He was somewhat confused and continued to ask, "Master, what do you mean by that?"
The monk walked up to the golden statue, bowed, and then explained, “Our Little Lotus Temple has never had many people, but this golden statue has existed for a long time. My master said that it belonged to a great Buddhist master. Over the years, everyone who has come near this place has been able to see images of their past and present lives. So it would be best if you did not approach it easily.”
Xiao Yuhan was puzzled, "Since he is a great Buddhist master, how can his golden statue be left to be exposed to the wind and rain like this?"
"You may think it's just wind and rain, but isn't it also a return to the universe?"
Xiao Yuhan thought for a moment and said, "Could it be that my level of understanding is not high enough to comprehend the profound meaning of the Buddhist masters?"
"I have heard my master say that this virtuous monk was the founder of our Little Lotus Temple. He traveled the world and came here. When he saw the green mountains, he seemed to have an enlightenment. He said that the lotus is not Mahayana, so the temple only dared to be called Little Lotus Temple. Many years later, this virtuous monk was sitting under the locust tree chanting sutras when he suddenly burst into tears and cried bitterly. After a long time, he mocked himself for spending half his life cultivating Buddhism, but he could not achieve perfection. He dared not call it Nirvana when he passed away. Moreover, before he passed away, he said that with this sinful body, he would return to heaven and earth and experience the storms of the human world to cultivate himself."
Xiao Yuhan seemed to have thought of something, and then said, "The Lotus Flower is not Mahayana, hence it is called the Lesser Lotus Flower. To be able to say such a thing is already far more profound than those monks of Lotus Temple. Who is this monk?"
The monk hesitated for a moment, then said, "I heard from my master that it was Master Lianhua from ancient times, but I am ashamed to say that even I have always thought that this is not true. After all, he was a saint of a great Buddhist temple, and our small temple dares not presume to be worthy of such a title."
Xiao Yuhan thought for a moment and said, "I do believe that this skeleton seems to be connected with the rules of the Heavenly Dao. Although I do not know what it is, it is by no means simple. Such power must belong to a great Buddhist master or a highly accomplished monk with profound Buddhist knowledge."
Upon hearing this, the monk fell silent.
Xiao Yuhan then noticed Feng Xi and Bai Yao. Feng Xi said, "Mr. Xiao, this master just said that traces of a female demon have indeed been found in this mountain, but she dared not approach this Little Lotus Temple."
Xiao Yuhan thought for a moment and said, "It must be because of this golden body. This golden body can suppress evil energy, but..."
"Just what?"
Xiao Yuhan pondered for a moment, then suddenly stared at the monk in front of him and began to scrutinize him.
The monk frowned. "What's wrong, benefactor?"
Xiao Yuhan smiled and said, "Master, I have a question to ask you. I have often heard others talk about the Three Dharma Seals. I wonder what your views are on this?"
The monk paused slightly, then shook his head. "This humble monk's cultivation is still shallow, and I cannot answer your question."
Xiao Yuhan said, "The Three Dharma Seals are impermanence of all things, non-self of all phenomena, and Nirvana is peace. Does the Master know what the Three Pure Ones of Buddhism are?"
A flicker of panic crossed the monk's eyes. "This humble monk does not know."
"Buddhism doesn't have the Three Pure Ones. The Three Pure Ones belong to Taoism. You're a fake monk, aren't you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a ruthless glint flashed in the monk's eyes.
Xiao Yuhan sniffed and continued, "You smell of blood, and this dilapidated temple must have been abandoned for a long time, right? But you're staying here, could it be for this golden statue?"
A ruthless glint flashed in the monk's eyes. "Not everyone can experience their past and present lives under this golden body. Your opportunity is truly extraordinary."
Xiao Yuhan was taken aback. "Since you're not a monk here, were what you just said true?"
“I have been practicing here for many years, and it is true.”
Xiao Yuhan, as if struck by a sudden thought, drew his Junmo Sword. "Who are you? Or rather, are you even human?"
The monk smiled slightly and said, "It seems you're the most troublesome one in this group. Let's talk about it after you survive."
As soon as she spoke, a woman in white jumped down from the roof. Her white clothes were covered in blood, and her face was no longer human-like, resembling a half-human, half-demon monster, exactly like the female demon described in the intelligence report. It seemed that she was Feng Xi and her team's target for this mission.
The white-clad female demon charged directly at Xiao Yuhan with astonishing speed, but her attack was effortlessly blocked by Xiao Yuhan.
"Oh? There's even a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator. Looks like I have no choice but to make a move."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Xiao Yuhan casually used a sword formation to trap the female demon, then transformed into a bolt of lightning and rushed to the monk, unleashing the Junmo Sword.
But the next moment, the monk's face turned ferocious, his head transformed into a tiger's head, and he revealed his true form. Only then did everyone realize that he was actually a tiger demon.
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