"Where is the Holy Son?" Wen Jingge did not reveal himself rashly, but instead used his mental technique to transmit his voice.
The time she stumbled on the monk was in her past life; he said it could bring her good luck, but after buying several strings of beads, her luck only got worse.
The monk was eloquent and persuasive, and she knew she was no match for him. The monk she encountered in the Illusionary Realm was just a soul from a thousand years ago. He was on the righteous path and had no intention of making things difficult for her. If they were to truly discuss the Dao, Wen Jingge knew she was no match for him.
Therefore, after emerging from the illusion, she not only studied Buddhism herself but also encouraged several of her disciples to study it whenever they had time.
She could torment and play with anyone else, but not a monk; she was afraid something bad would happen.
"Just like before, it seems the rumors from the outside world are all false!" The monk sighed, golden light flashing in his eyes. He withdrew his golden bell shield and stood up from the ground. "Come with me!"
The children who had been blocking him were shocked by the sudden aura he exuded. The children only wanted to survive in this chaotic world. They sought to avoid harm and knew how to make choices, so they all made way for him.
"I thought you only knew how to defend!" Wen Jingge snorted coldly.
This monk could have easily avoided it, but he insisted on causing misunderstandings. I wonder what he was up to.
"May Buddha have mercy." He sighed, his hands clasped together. "Master Wen's sword has become even more murderous. Oh, it's a demonic sword."
"Aren't you the Buddha of Compassion and Joy? What are you talking about regarding goodness?"
The monk blushed, coughed awkwardly, and said, "Please just call me 'Fool' as before! That's what outsiders call me."
"You're not my wife, why am I calling you an idiot?" Wen Jingge urged impatiently. "Why didn't you say so earlier if you could lead the way!"
The monk's face twitched, and he dared not provoke Wen Jinge any further, fearing that she might say something shocking again.
Wen Jingge's temper!
Things are getting worse and worse.
"This humble monk followed the trail left by that demonic holy son. As for the Buddha of Good and Evil you speak of, that is my senior brother..."
“You don’t need to explain! I have no interest in the affairs of your Buddhist sect,” Wen Jingge interrupted him.
For some reason, she always felt that the Buddha of Compassion and Joy was looking at her strangely, as if he was trying his best to lure her back to the Tantric sect.
"Yes, yes, yes." The Buddha of Compassion and Joy readily agreed, but still said, "The wise voice you admired in the past is now the Buddha of Good and Evil. Before Master passed away, he missed you very much, but unfortunately you were in seclusion for those decades."
Wen Jingge: ...
"Back then, Master Bu Suanzi took you to the Tantric sect to strengthen the formation. At that time, the discussion on Buddhism shattered the worldviews of us young monks who were still disciples. However, Master admired you very much. If it weren't for Master Bu Suanzi stopping you, you might be my senior sister now."
Wen Jingge squatted down on the ground; she wouldn't move, her head ached.
So, being tricked by a monk into buying dozens of strings of lucky beads in my past life is truly karma!
The power of the Buddha's words was no less than that of a man who went to the palace to see the emperor and was praised by the chief eunuch as a talented person who should be kept in the palace.
"Master..." Yang Wennan looked at Wen Jinge with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
If he ever goes to the Tantric sect, he will crush these people just like his master did. Who told the monk to upset his master today!
"If it weren't for Senior Sister's disciple..."
"Don't call me senior sister." Wen Jingge was really annoyed. "Don't you guys think something's wrong here?"
【Ha ha ha ha! 】
"..." Wen Jingge's face fell, and she asked warily, "What do you want to do?"
[This is a lesson for you.]
Wen Jingge took a deep breath, her expression terrifyingly cold. Yang Wennan stared nervously at Wen Jingge's head. Lu Wei shook his head, "What can you do? Cut off your master's head?"
The Buddha of Compassion and Joy should be invisible.
He could only tell that the speaker was neither a demon nor a demon, but possessed a trace of spiritual energy, as if he had been nurtured by innate energy. He couldn't figure out the person's attitude towards Wen Jinge either, as if he were a disciple or a peer.
"What's wrong with Master Wen?"
“She has a brain disorder, but it’s nothing serious!” Lu Wei picked her up and apologized to the monk. “Hurry up and go find her! If the Holy Son escapes, all our efforts will be in vain.”
"What exactly are you..." The Buddha of Sorrow and Joy looked at him with a more thoughtful gaze.
Wen Jingge's arrogance is justified, yet she is also virtuous and no man has ever been able to get close to her.
Now, for some reason, I heard he's suddenly taken in several disciples. The young man who pushed him earlier must be one of them, but this one... is he a demon or something else?
"What about demons? What about humans? Is there a difference?" Lu Wei asked calmly.
He used to care about these things, even to the point of obsession, thinking it was normal for people to fear him because he had already become a demon.
But Wen Jingge is an exception, and so are the disciples on the mountain who call him Grandmaster. What is the difference between humans and demons?
Humans fight for survival, but so do demons.
"Humans and demons are ultimately destined to go their separate ways. A great war is about to begin. Master Wen is a genius that appears only once in a thousand years. You'd better not delay her."
Lu Wei glanced at the monk a couple more times and once again understood Wen Jingge's predicament. Monks these days are really troublesome!
He hadn't done anything to Wen Jinge, yet he was already being treated as a wicked villain.
Does the Buddha of Compassion and Joy view problems primarily through the lens of compassion, before entering a state of joy?
"The child you possess will also be affected by you." He looked at Lu Wei, clasped his hands together, his face full of pity, his smile gone.
Lu Wei: ...
well!
He sighed inwardly, wishing Liang Si were here, so he could borrow a hammer.
"Don't go!" Wen Jingge grabbed his sleeve. Despite her thin frame, she was surprisingly strong.
"What's wrong with you?" It was Lu Wei's first time hugging someone, and he was completely clumsy. It wasn't a princess carry; he was hugging her like a child, which caused him to grab Wen Jingge's neck before he could stop in time.
"Cough cough cough, I've fainted, Qiao Yu should wake up now."
Wen Jingge released her grip in time, the crimson in her eyes gradually fading. "Dig!"
"Dig?" Before he could ask clearly, Wen Jingge took out a few clappers and handed them out. "Yang Wennan, I know you peeked at the ghost cultivation method I taught your junior brother. Do you know about the Hundred Ghost Banquet? Use my location as the array core and go dig."
Yang Wennan's expression hardened, and a few beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead. It wasn't because Wen Jinge had discovered his little trick, but because of the ominous reputation of the Hundred Ghosts Banquet.
Those children...
He was breathing heavily as he slowly raised his eyes to look at his master.
Yuan Qingling's rejuvenation was initially due to the effects of the demon core and the lightning tribulation. The current Yuan Qingling is no longer human; he is more like a man-made half-demon. After experiencing that lightning tribulation, he has been gradually losing his humanity.
Where do the hundred ghosts at the Hundred Ghosts Banquet come from?
As the name suggests, it leads a hundred ghosts.
There are no ghosts here, only children, and those powerless women who perished in the erotic palace. Their resentment and grievances are enough to create a scene of wailing ghosts after death.
As for why?
Instead of seeking the distant future, they created a suitable entrance for the Demon Lord's soul to reappear in the world.
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