In just over half a year, Jiangshan went from being an unknown person to a terrifying tycoon known throughout the world, intimidating everyone!
Even though he is in crisis now, look at his opponents.
The Hongmen, the Japanese Sword Master, the Ross family, the werewolf clan, and the Holy See, these five giants, which one is not the overlord of the dark world, the one who can make people tremble with just a stomp of his feet?
Even if others are courting death and jumping around casually, these giants have no time to pay attention to them.
Moreover, Jiangshan's other rival, the Lotus Sect, is an existence that even the Dragon Group and the Dragon Bureau dare not go too far in China. However, Jiangshan directly took down one of its branches last night.
One hundred and three lives, including two giants in the Hedao realm, all died, not a single one was spared!
To be honest, if Ning Xin was not a disciple of Nagarjuna Bodhi, and Ning Xin and Jiang Shan had a good relationship, Nagarjuna Bodhi would not even dare to meet Jiang Shan.
She was also afraid. So what if the old Buddha had been in charge of Jiangnan for a hundred years? A cruel guy like Jiangshan would not recognize any of his relatives once he went crazy.
In front of a small green-tiled house, Jiangshan and Nagarjuna Bodhi sat at a stone table in the yard. Next to them was a small lake in the yard, with ripples flowing and a mysterious artistic conception.
Wow, wow, wow.
"This Biluochun is a treasure that I have kept for over fifty years. I wouldn't be willing to give it to anyone else, except you, Young Master Jiang."
Nagarjuna Bodhi smiled slightly and handed it to Jiangshan.
The fragrance of tea is refreshing and the aroma is everywhere.
Just by smelling it, Jiangshan felt comfortable all over. He nodded involuntarily, picked up the teacup and took a sip, his eyes suddenly brightening.
Good tea!
Jiangshan murmured in surprise, then put down the teacup and smiled at Nagarjuna Bodhi.
"Old Buddha, let's get back to the point. Where is the Sixth Patriarch's relic?"
Jiangshan took a deep breath and asked solemnly.
The Sixth Patriarch was a great predecessor who connected the past and the future of Buddhism. From him, the fire of Buddhism quickly ignited and blossomed throughout China!
And a sentence of his that was recognized by the Fifth Patriarch is now widely circulated: There is no Bodhi tree, nor is there a mirror stand. There is nothing at all, so where can dust gather?
It can be said that the Sixth Patriarch's status and position are unparalleled in the entire history of Chinese Buddhism. It is said that when he was enlightened by the Diamond Sutra, he gained supernatural powers and saved the world.
Moreover, the Sixth Patriarch's true body is immortal and is still being worshipped today. Jiangshan was not willing to believe that he had relics.
If the true body is immortal, how can there be relics?
"Longhua Temple!"
Nagarjuna Bodhi took a deep breath and said solemnly.
Longhua Temple?
Jiangshan was stunned and shook his head. He had never heard of Longhua Temple. It should be just a small temple, not a world-famous big temple.
Could the Sixth Patriarch’s relics be found in a place like this?
"Back then, the Sixth Patriarch inherited the teachings of the Fifth Patriarch and traveled the world, saving all living beings. He passed by a small mountain village eighty miles outside of Gusu and stayed overnight at Longhua Temple."
"No one knows that the Sixth Patriarch fought a fierce battle against a demon that night, saving the lives of over 600 people in the mountain village. He also suffered a broken leg bone from the battle, and a piece of it was left behind at Longhua Temple where he was staying."
"The Sixth Patriarch possessed immense powers, so naturally his shattered leg bones were restored. However, the leg bones reserved at Longhua Temple underwent a thousand years of transformation and became relics!"
Nagarjuna Bodhi took a deep breath and revealed this thousand-year-old secret.
"I see!"
When Jiangshan heard this, he nodded involuntarily. So this is how the Sixth Patriarch's relics came from. If that's the case, then it's more credible.
"In fact, there has always been news that Longhua Temple contains the Sixth Patriarch's relics. However, relics are sacred objects, so how can they be ordinary?"
"So no one was willing to believe it. Even if someone did, after arriving at Longhua Temple, they didn't see anything unusual and left."
"However, just half a month ago, something happened on the hill where Longhua Temple is located. It shocked all the wild animals on the hill and they rushed towards Longhua Temple."
"And then a shocking scene occurred. The Sixth Patriarch's relics within Longhua Temple suddenly shone with a seven-colored divine light. Amidst the hazy sky and earth, these irrational beasts actually lay obediently in front of the Longhua Temple gate, unwilling to leave for a long time, whimpering softly."
"So, somehow, the name of the relic spread, and within half a month, it caused a sensation among all the sects in China."
"Longhua Temple has long been a thorn in the eyes of countless powerful cultivators. They have been arriving here one after another since yesterday."
"My cultivation is too low, and I don't have the slightest hope of obtaining the Sixth Patriarch's relics. That's why I called you, Young Master Jiang. After all, you and Ning Xin are friends. As the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family."
Nagarjuna Bodhi said with a bitter smile.
She doesn't want to seize the six sets of relics?
Bullshit, she thinks a lot!
But her cultivation was not enough. Facing the top-notch sects, she was no different from cannon fodder, so she suppressed the greed in her heart.
"But... can Longhua Temple stop it?"
Jiangshan stood up, put his hands behind his back, looked at the calm lake, and murmured softly.
How could a small Longhua Temple withstand the arrival of thousands of powerful giants? Does that mean that the Sixth Patriarch's relics may have been taken away?
"Of course, Longhua Temple can't stop it."
"But the Sixth Patriarch's relic is a sacred object of Buddhism. A few days ago, several eminent monks came to Longhua Temple to take charge. They really don't have the courage to seize it by force."
"But they won't give up on the Sixth Patriarch's relics. Sooner or later, there will be a fierce battle!"
Nagarjuna Bodhi shook his head and spoke in a serious tone.
"Where is Longhua Temple?"
Suddenly, Jiangshan turned around and asked.
"On Longhua Mountain, eighty miles outside of Gusu."
Nagarjuna Bodhi also slowly stood up, leaned on his dragon-headed cane, walked to Jiangshan's side, and smiled slightly.
"It's too late. Take a day off."
"Tomorrow morning, I will take Young Master Jiang to Longhua."
As he spoke, Nagarjuna Bodhi slowly left the yard and walked forward.
Jiangshan put his hands behind his back, looked at the lake and took a deep breath.
"The Sixth Patriarch's relics!"
"It looks like there will be a fierce battle between dragons and tigers."
Jiang Shan murmured with a slight smile.
At night, Jiangshan sat by the stone table, watching the ripples on the lake caused by the breeze, his expression unchanged, but at this moment, his phone suddenly rang.
Jiangshan looked down and saw that it was an unfamiliar number, but he still answered it.
"Are you in Gusu?"
A light voice came from the other end of the phone. Jiangshan immediately laughed after hearing it.
Hey, it's White Lotus!
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