Chapter 698 – The Man Who Should Be Suffered and the Man Who Should Be Suffered

The Eight Bitterness Formation, a formation used by Buddhist monks to achieve enlightenment. After passing through this formation, one’s worries will be removed and one’s mind will be filled with Buddha thoughts.

From then on, he was converted to Buddhism, and from then on, Buddhism was refined.

On the contrary, one will fall into the eight sufferings forever, and one’s Yuan Shen will collapse.

Of course, every monk who enters the Eight Bitterness Formation to sharpen his or her Buddhist mind will get the attention of a luohan or bodhisattva to keep his or her Yuan Shen in peace.

In short, the Eight Bitterness Formation is actually a part of the “Four Great Emptinesses” of Buddhism.

If Asura is still Asura, still that Shurako who converted to the Buddha’s grace, then he has no fear of the Eight Bitterness Formation.

Seeing that Asuro did not enter the formation for a long time, Duo Yu faintly said:

“Amitabha, Asura, what is the hesitation?”

The voice traveled through the dharma vessel and into the Buddhist realm within the golden mantle.

Asuro said faintly:

“It’s just a reminder of the past, the past that has long since faded into the clouds.”

With that said, he no longer hesitated and stepped into the Eight Bitterness Formation.

Duo Er narrowed his eyes slightly and scrutinized Asura in the formation, only to see the ugly-looking but heroic young son of the Shura King walking slowly but with unusual determination through the Eight Bitterness Formation.

His expression remained flat throughout the process.

After passing through the Eight Bitterness Formation, Asuro kept his footsteps and picked up the steps, and in a short while he arrived at the ancient temple at the top of the mountain.

There is a large bronze bell on top of the ancient temple.

Asuro ascended the stairs slowly, clasping his hands together in front of the large bronze bell and chanting the Buddha’s name.

“Dang!”

He pushes the bell whacker and strikes the first peal.

The ancient bronze bell swung with an empty and melodious chime, as well as rippling golden light.

“Dang it ……..”

The bell continued to ring, and rippling layers of golden light swept over Asuro’s body, first the center of his eyebrows lit up with golden light, and then his body was covered with a layer of light golden radiance, clear and transparent.

After eighty-one thuds, Asuro let go of the bell whacker and folded his arms, head bowed and eyes downcast.

Toho Lohan smiled with a flower in his hand:

“The Buddha’s heart is immaculate, this seat will report back to Bodhisattva Guangxian. Recently, on the outskirts of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, the demonic aura has risen to the sky, and the wildfire of the Southern Demon’s restoration has been held back for five hundred years, and this time it wants to ignite all over the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains.

“We have been ordered to guard the southern border, so we must not be negligent.”

Asuro nodded:

“As it should be.”

………….

South of the border.

Outside in the yard, Lina nibbled on a groundnut, glancing at the small back beside her and explaining helplessly:

“I really didn’t eat the mouse.”

Little DouDing held the groundnut that belonged to her and munched on it silently, using her tiny back and the back of her head to address her master with a gesture of ennui.

Lina mused for a moment and nudged Hsu Suzaku’s shoulder, who twisted a little, not wanting her to touch it.

“Nah nah nah, groundnut for you okay.”

Little white-skinned Lina said.

Xu Lingyin violently twisted her head back, her eyes glowing as she stared at her master, “Really?”

Lina took a reluctant look at the groundnut she had just bitten into, nodded her head in pain, and handed it over.

Xu Lingyin happily snatched it and hugged it in her arms.

“Not angry?”

“Uh-huh!”

Master and disciple are reunited.

Lina said with a smile on her face:

“Then if there’s something good, shouldn’t we share it with Master? Give Master one of the groundnuts.”

The little peahen smiled back, head down, and “yucked it up” towards the groundhog.

Lina: “………”

…………

In the room, Xu Qi’an came out from within the Floating Pagoda and turned his head to look around without seeing Luo Yuheng.

The ethereal body odor of the State Master lingered in the air, as well as a strange smell.

The bed was a mess.

The little white fox, although it was a cub, was also very understanding, and its ebony eyes turned, looking at the bed, and said angrily:

“I’m going to speak to Sister Nightshade and tell her that you’re hiding it from her to have a good time with another woman.”

The little demon is quite smart ………. Xu Qi’an slanted a glance at her and said in a nonchalant manner:

“What gives you the right to say I’ve been with another woman, do you have proof.”

The little white fox lifted his paw and tapped the tabletop, milking his fierce tone:

“Your bed is so messy whenever you’re done sleeping with your night sister. I even saw you bump into her.” With that said, it suddenly covered its tail and blocked its butt.

Xu Qi’an rewarded it with a scalp and cursed:

“What do the little cubs know, I was swatting mosquitoes for her, hurry up and summon the maiden, I have something to find her.”

Taking in the lustful power of Xu Yinluo, Bai Ji succumbed and curled up on the table, her tail covering her body, and in a few moments, a strong force of will awakened from within her.

The two small palm-sized foxes stood up, their left eyes overflowing with clear light, and their delicate and pleasant voices sighed:

“The majesty of this seat has gone down by the river, and has become a figure you can summon at any time?”

Cut the crap, there is business ……… Xu Qi an frowned:

“I reviewed the battle with Asuro today and realized that he didn’t give his best effort that day.”

“You just realized that.” The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox smirked.

This little bitch, she really saw the end in the beginning. Xu Qi An said expressionlessly:

“My Lady, you will lose my friendship this way.”

The Nine-tailed Sky Fox gave a “heh” and crouched down obediently, her voice soft and magnetic:

“Two possibilities: one, Asuro let you take Shinshu’s stump without leaving a trace for some purpose. He wanted to go a hundred feet further.”

Xu Qi’an frowned, “What do you mean.”

“Asura was reincarnated and reincarnated, and returned to his position after five hundred years, but the one who returned was still Asura, the youngest son of the Shura King. Where is his reincarnated body? If the reincarnated body reaches the fourth grade and has finished making grand wishes, then by completing the grand wishes he will be able to attain bodhisattva fruition.

“By this speculation, his grand wish is mostly related to the Demon Race. Or rather, to capture the Southern Border for the Buddhist Sect. But the Southern Border is already the territory of the Buddhist Sect.”

Xu Qi’an stroked his chin, “So it’s going to be thrown again?”

“Two, this is all a setup by the Buddha Sect to trap my demon race. Perhaps if we attack the Southern Kingdom City, we will directly encounter Bodhisattva Guangxian. I will definitely be able to escape, but you guys, it’s hard to say.”

Xu Qi’an was thoughtful:

“You seem to have a response?”

The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox smiled wryly:

“If Asura is trying to attain bodhisattva fruition, then it will be a trick. If it is the Buddha Sect that is punishing my demon race, then it is still a trick.”

Xu Qi’an asked directly:

“What do you want to do.”

The little white fox sat in a good crouch and smiled:

“Would you like to fight your way to Aranta and see what state the Buddha was in, and see if the statues of the Confucian saints have been vandalized?

“When I helped you deal with Xu Pingfeng that day, this seat asked for a few teleportation spells from the Supervisor, and then sent someone to secretly send the stone disk engraved with the corresponding formation to the Western Region, so we only need to crush the teleportation spells to be able to teleport to the location of the stone disk. It is only thirty miles from Alanta.

“If Guangxian dares to leave Aranda, we’ll just teleport over there, snatch back Shenshu’s head, and bring him back to life completely.”

Xu Qi’an didn’t have the heart to say, “Bodhisattva Guangxian will let us teleport?”

As for the supervisor and the nine-tailed sky fox private collusion, he is not surprised, for the former, this is the base manipulation. For the latter, planning for five hundred years, if this layout is not there, then also restore what country, early marriage and have children, husband and mothering it.

“Don’t worry about that, I have my own way.”

The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox’s tone was certain.

Xu Qi’an nodded and said:

“If there are no accidents in this restoration, then I want you to help me capture Dueruo Han, so that he can remove the last demonic sealing nail from my body.”

The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox laughed:

“I’ll tell you the location of the Spectral Silkworms additionally.”

Xu Qi’an’s heart thumped wildly twice, and his tone rushed:

“Do you know where the Phantom Silk is?”

Underworld Silkworm Silk was one of the main materials for refining the Soul Invoking Streamer.

The Soul Invoking Streamer, on the other hand, was a necessary magic weapon to resurrect Wei Yuan.

The Nine-Tailed Sky Fox said:

“There’s no rush, we’ll talk about all this after the Demon Race is restored.”

……….

Dongling City.

Xu Pingfeng sat in front of the bronze dan furnace, holding a banana fan in his hand as he gently fanned the green-colored flames.

“Want to take a trip back to the southern border?”

He turned his head sideways and looked at the Garuda Tree Bodhisattva who was seated diagonally across from him.

“If this seat goes back, it is exactly what the Supervisor wants.” Garuda Tree Bodhisattva said indifferently.

“That’s true, the teacher colluded with the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox a long time ago.”

Xu Pingfeng nodded, “Utilizing the demon race in the southern border to hold back the Buddhist Sect was a calculation he had made long ago, and it was just a matter of borrowing my eldest son’s hand to do it. Let’s wait for news in Qingzhou.”

Garuda Tree Bodhisattva said as he meditated with his eyes closed:

“The organs are too smart.”

He didn’t say the latter.

Xu Pingfeng’s smile suddenly turned wry as he listened.

……….

Jing Shan City.

Saren Agu stood on the top of a barren mountain, looking south.

“After the Battle of Shanhaiguan, the qi is all in the southwest.”

The cloaked old man whispered.

“Does the Grand Sorcerer think that the Southern Demon can be restored?”

The only other Spiritual Wisdom Master of the Witch God Cult, Udapota, asked.

“With just the Demon Race, it falls short, but there’s still Xu Qi’an, isn’t there?” Saren Agu laughed.

“I don’t know what level his strength has reached, if the Southern Demon wins this battle, that side will truly stir up the Nine States.” Udar Pagoda frowned:

“Just like when the Buddhist Azi swung the demon, the world was shocked.”

After a pause, he muttered, “Ilb is taking so long to deliver the Songstones?”

Saren Agu said faintly:

“The time is not right.”

…………

Capital.

Stargazer Building, Bagua Terrace.

Zhao Shou stood on the edge of the towering rooftop, overlooking the capital below.

“The capital is still prosperous, but, in my eyes, it is covered with darkness and depression, and the qi is muddy.”

He stroked his beard and lamented.

Then, turning his head, he looked at the Superintendent:

“You’ve lost so much power that you can’t even break the two phantoms of the Garuda Tree, so in the long run, will Da Feng still have a chance to win?”

Supervisor Zheng said faintly:

“Everything flourishes and declines, all of them are the number of heaven. From Jeanne d’Arc to Xu Pingfeng to Xu Qi’an, they are all people born in response to fate, and they are all the great calamity of the Central Plains and the human race.”

Zhao Shou frowned, “Human race?”

Instead, it’s DaBong!

The Supervisor laughed, “Heaven’s secrets cannot be divulged, I have peered into heaven’s secrets and know heaven’s destiny, and I am also the one who should be robbed. Shou Zhao, do you know why I want to suppress Confucianism for two hundred years.”

Zhao Shou said faintly, “Heaven’s secrets cannot be revealed.”

The supervisor nodded, “The children are teachable.”

Zhao Shou let out a “huh” as he turned around and faced south:

“Whether or not we can hold the Buddhist Sect in check depends on this battle. I hope he won’t let us down.”

The supervisor was smiling and asked rhetorically:

“When has he ever let us down.”

Lifting his wine, he took a sip and said:

“This trip to the capital is to have a casual conversation with me?”

Zhao Shou let out an “oh” sound, as if he just remembered, and said:

“Yang Gong passed a folded letter to me, saying that the Companions are willing to ally with Da Feng and help fight the Yunzhou rebels together. I hope I can pass it on to the young emperor, I need your permission to enter the palace.”

Even if it was an 800-mile rush, the speed wasn’t as fast as teleporting by exercising the secret method of Confucianism.

The supervisor nodded:

“Go, the war in Qingzhou is urgent, the little emperor and the princes are worried, it’s not bad to settle their hearts.”