However, before Shan Hongxing could make a move, the paper figures flew into the sky.
"This is……"
He was also suspicious, because those paper figures in the sky all possessed cultivation, and were not ordinary paper figures.
"The Buddha of Compassion and Joy?" Wang Xi was stunned.
If she remembered correctly, the monk should have been kicked away by her and then fainted on his own!
Moreover, they appeared here through a secret passage. How did the monks get here?
What are you doing here?
"Amitabha Buddha, well said, well said."
The light in the Buddha's eyes gradually returned, as if telling the group that he was no longer insane.
"Greetings, Your humble monk."
"Where's the gift?" Ling Yi coughed.
Looking behind him with a hint of joy in his eyes, he was disappointed that the familiar figure never appeared; behind the monk were only a vast army of paper figures.
Master still hasn't come; the gifts the monk brought didn't convey the message that Master is still alive.
He sat listlessly to one side, watching Yang Wennan floating in the sky, who had already been swallowed up by those paper figures.
"Monk, are you here to kill my senior brother?" Ling Yi looked at him in confusion. This monk seemed to have forgotten everything again.
Whether the Buddha of Compassion and Joy is compassionate or joyful is irrelevant to him at the moment of his enlightenment.
Wang Xi drew her bow to its fullest extent. Her feelings toward those paper figures were complicated; her subconscious was telling her that she would regret it for the rest of her life if she shot them.
Liang Si had originally planned to throw the hammer over, but seeing Wang Xi's hesitation, he also hesitated.
He committed too many murders in his past life, so in this life, he should kill as few people as possible and burn as few as possible!
Let's just say it's a prayer for that person in heaven!
"This humble monk has dedicated his life to saving people."
"So, will you kill someone in your next life?" Ling Yi blinked.
The Buddha of Sorrow and Joy paused, the light in his eyes gradually fading. He looked around in confusion, "Murder! Murder! Huh? Hehehehehe..."
He hopped and skipped around Ling Yi, his eyes suddenly turning fierce. "You little disobedient child, you're going to kill people, die, die many, many people. You're so scary, you're not a good child."
“…” Ling Yi.
"Don't listen to his nonsense." Liang Sixin was moved, glared at the monk, picked up Ling Yi, and covered his ears. "That day will never come. If it does, it will be me."
"Wh-what?" Ling Yi didn't quite understand.
“Junior Brother is so adorable, how could he possibly commit murder? Monks are crazy, and hardly anything they say is true.” Wang Xi smiled at him.
Ling Yi nodded, but a ripple of emotion stirred within him.
When those children rushed at him, he really thought about killing them all, but his strength didn't allow it. What if he were to reach that level of power one day?
Ling Yi felt a chill run down his spine.
He dared not tell anyone these thoughts.
He looked up at the paper figures in the sky. They had rolled Yang Wennan into a cocoon, and the slightly yellow paper shimmered with white light, as if the cocoon was about to break open.
Seeing that he could not resist, Shan Hongxing flew into the sky.
"Get away from here!"
Before he could finish speaking, he was sucked into the cocoon-like thing. The paper figure flew up a little, and Shan Hongxing was also swept in.
"Senior Uncle?" Yang Wennan, who was wrapped up inside, had white hair and beard, or rather, his whole body had an unhealthy white appearance. The crescent moon between his eyebrows, which looked like it had been dotted with cinnabar, looked even more eerie. Fortunately, he was clear-headed. "Why are you here?"
"You still recognize me?"
“Of course.” Yang Wennan said, somewhat puzzled. “Shouldn’t I recognize my senior apprentice?”
Shan Hongxing frowned. "What exactly happened?"
"I was overthinking things, and that's why things have turned out this way!" He chuckled. "It's alright, these paper figures want to regain their human form, and I happen to need their power too."
Do you know why they turned into paper figures?
"It's not that I've turned into a paper doll, but that I can only attach myself to these paper dolls to ask for help."
"Um?"
"The vanished people of Qianyan Kingdom are in the underground fissures, where even Xuan Masters and demons can hardly find them. By the way, Uncle Master, that Demon Lord has already awakened. Because of the Divine Inquiry, the only place without any powerful backing and still bearing an ancient name is called Mogan City."
Before the founding of Qianyan Kingdom, their master pointed out the location of the capital city to them and told them that if the Demon Lord were to awaken, the people of the city would all be asleep in the cracks, and could only move by using evil spirits.
These paper figures came from a coffin shop, and they all carried an aura of malevolence.
"So the people of Qianyan Kingdom are actually tomb keepers too?" Shan Hongxing sighed.
All his worries were in vain. How many things has Wen Jingge been doing behind his back?
Ai Fengling is right!
He thought he was showing her extra care, but in return, he was being neglected. Little did he know that he was the one who was truly in the wrong.
"Ha!" he sneered. "Is the next step to help these paper figures regain their bodies? To help this city regain its vitality?"
Yes and no.
"What's the meaning?"
Yang Wennan lowered his eyes, unsure how to express the fact that his master had passed away. "In the past, there were people who could take them away, but now there aren't. Master is gone..."
I was capable of it before, but the previous thirteen incarnations of me all wanted to devour the current me, and they were all killed by my senior brother and junior sister.
I don't have that ability right now. They wrapped me up to help me absorb the sudden increase in the air currents in the world.
What grade?
"Almost at the fourth rank, I've jumped two ranks because..." Yang Wennan smiled sheepishly. When he smiled, Shan Hongxing could even see the veins on his face. His face seemed very thin, as if it would break at the slightest touch.
“Because the traces left by the Soul Clan here have a blessing effect on me, my progress is very fast. Senior Uncle Shan!” Yang Wennan exhaled a breath of turbid air. “Does this mean I can no longer return to the Xuan Yun Sect? It seems that among us disciples, only Second Senior Brother is a normal person now.”
"OK."
"Senior Brother..." He sighed and didn't finish his sentence, but he knew in his heart that with Master gone, Senior Brother would most likely part ways with them.
"The Grand Master's spirit was left there with Second Senior Brother, and now that Master has company, Uncle Shan doesn't need to worry about it. As for me..."
The Soul Clan is not tolerated by the world, so I will find a place to live in seclusion. My master said that if she has nothing to do, she wants to see more of the world's wonders. Please spare my life, Uncle Master, and let me go and see the world in my master's place.
After this incident, it seems my junior sister will have to stay in Qianyan and not leave.
As for the newly joined junior disciple, he was quite attached to his master, but the master passed away only a few days after he joined the sect. This child was incredibly cunning and possessed a sinister air. If your senior master is so kind, please let him go! Otherwise, he might become a demon.
Junior Brother Yuan is so old, and now he's considered a half-demon. He should know better than I whether he should stay or leave.
It turns out that, apart from the second senior brother who was personally chosen by the master, no one else in the Xuan Yun Sect is suitable to stay.
Yang Wennan smiled and then burst into tears. "Uncle-Master, do you believe in reincarnation? Do you think fate can be changed?"
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