Just as Master said, the power of the eighteen ghost kings formed a bell, which was called an ancient evil artifact by later generations.
Eight pieces have been arranged, only one piece is missing.
Lin Xi thought for a moment, then bit her fingertip.
"Xixi, wait!"
Fu Jingyao gripped her other hand tightly, their fingers intertwined. "This... is fine."
A drop of bright red blood fell onto the fragment, instantly bursting into a dazzling light, as colorful as ever in black.
No! It's not black!
The light flashed faster and faster, breaking through the darkness and enveloping the entire room.
It is sacred and pure, not the power of fragments.
The abbot's seal activated, radiating multicolored light that enveloped the two people in the center.
At the same time, Lin Xi and Fu Jingyao fainted.
Consciousness, along with the flowing light, plunged into endless darkness.
She saw it.
He saw it too.
Long-forgotten memories gradually flooded back into my mind.
This is their past life.
...
(This is a fictional historical story.)
Three thousand years ago, at the foot of Yuehan Mountain.
The woman wore a long, moon-white dress, her black hair was tied up with a wooden hairpin, and a veil covered most of her face.
A gentle breeze blew, causing the veil to flutter and revealing her stunning beauty, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg.
The child stared wide-eyed, completely mesmerized.
Lingxi stopped abruptly. "Why did you stop?"
The boy blushed and answered truthfully, "The abbess is as beautiful as a fairy, and I was stunned for a moment."
The abbot was skilled in divination and knew about Yin and Yang, so he dared not conceal it.
"The physical appearance is external; cultivating one's mind and character is what truly matters."
"The abbot's teachings are correct."
The boy slapped himself and carried the bamboo basket up the mountain.
A commotion arose ahead, interspersed with faint sobs.
"Quick! Hold this kid down!"
"How dare they steal the abbot's prayer beads! They have no nerve!"
The boy spat, "The monks down the mountain are bullying people again. Monks don't lie, but they're full of lies. And yet, the current emperor promotes Buddhism and suppresses Taoism."
“Master, let’s go expose the monk.”
Lingxi turned her head to look at the temple, a complex emotion appearing in her eyes. She hesitated for two seconds before rushing towards it.
The boy quickly followed, "Master, slow down."
When he arrived at the temple, the abbot angered all the monks present by his own actions.
A fat monk sneered, "This is a royal temple! What kind of lackey dares to act so presumptuously here?!"
A thin monk chimed in, "Oh! A woman, no less. How dare you set foot in such a sacred Buddhist place?"
"Get out of here! Don't force us to take action."
The child stamped his feet anxiously.
There were seven or eight monks, but only one abbot.
The monk was fat and had big ears, while the abbot was thin and weak.
How do we fight this?
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