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    Outside the magnificent and lofty Buddhist temple, under the Bodhi tree.

    The Bodhisattva Guangxian, in the image of a young monk, took out a golden bowl from his sleeve and placed it in front of him.

    Opposite him was the glazed Bodhisattva with a white dress, bare feet like snow, and a head full of flowing green silk.

    There was nothing out of the ordinary for the glazed Bodhisattva except for the lack of blood on his lips.

    Her glittering glazed eyes, unadulterated with emotion, looked at Guang Xian and softly said:

    “How strong is the Nine-Tailed Sky Fox.”

    The young monk calmly said:

    “It’s still a bit short of the first grade.”

    The glazed Bodhisattva nodded:

    “Without awakening that divine ability, she won’t be able to fully utilize the Nine-tailed Skyfox’s spiritual embodiment, so the threat isn’t really that great.”

    As he spoke, the golden mantle projected a golden light, visualizing the Garuda Tree Bodhisattva, a stout and tall figure, above the heads of the two men.

    Bodhisattva Guangxian folded his hands and spoke in a calm tone:

    “The Southern Demon is restored.”

    …………

    The Devil’s Stream is a cold valley in the southern part of Alanta, where the Buddhist sect cut roads and cells in the cliff face to imprison monks who had broken the precepts, devils who had been roaming across the western regions, and some foreign enemies.

    Two or three hundred years earlier, the Demon Stream was full of demons.

    Later, some of those demon clans reached the end of their lifespan and died naturally. Some could not keep the bitter cold and loneliness, converted to Buddhism. Zhen Demon Stream then gradually cold down.

    Asuro landed from a high altitude, his eyes sweeping over the cliffs on either side of the valley, embedded with a cell empty and cold.

    The further down you go, the dimmer the light gets.

    “Snap~”

    Asuro landed in the valley and looked down the west side.

    There was a two-foot-high cave entrance on the dark cliff wall, and three words were carved on the entrance:

    Devil’s Stream!

    When you enter the cave, you can go straight to the bottom of the Arantha ground.

    Legend has it that the Buddha suppressed the Shura King at the bottom of the mountain, referring to this Devil Suppressing Stream.

    The bottom of the valley is a forbidden place in Arantha, where ordinary monks are not allowed to approach, and as for the Lohans and Vajras, they are likewise not allowed to enter without the permission of the Bodhisattva.

    Usually, there was Bodhisattva Guangxian sitting in Alanta, keeping an eye on the high ground, and Asura never came here, whether it was before he perished or after he returned to his throne.

    Asuro reached out, cautiously, to the cave, as if there was an invisible door there.

    His hand easily penetrated deeper into the cavern and touched nothing.

    There is no prohibition ……… Under Asuro s prominent brow bone, his sharp eyes flashed, and without hesitation, he lifted his foot and entered the cave.

    The tunnel was pitch black, and in the absence of light, the structure of the eyeballs dictated that even the Transcendent Realm could not see.

    However, it wasn’t necessary for Transcendent Powers to use their eyes if they wanted to see.

    In particular, Asuro had also cultivated Heaven’s Eyes, but for some reason, out of the intuition of a Transcendent Realm powerhouse, he neither used Heaven’s Eyes nor probed his surroundings with the power of his Yuan Shen.

    Obviously the unique crisis premonition of a martial artist had no warning.

    Continuing along the dark tunnel, Asuro was not afraid of hitting the wall at all, as the Jedi Divine Warriors were having a hard time breaking through his physique.

    After a quarter of an hour of walking like that, Asuro stopped.

    “Hoo, hoo hoo ………”

    Ahead, in the depths of the tunnel, came the sound of rhythmic breathing.

    Asura had come to search for the Shura King’s bones, not expecting to encounter this situation.

    Someone is sleeping in the Devil Suppressor Stream that suppressed the Shura King back then?

    The gloomy wind blew on his body, and Asuro only felt a chill all over his body, a chill from his soul.

    However, the martial artist’s premonition of crisis still didn’t signal an alarm.

    …………

    Symbolizing the power of the Garuda Tree Bodhisattva, sitting with folded arms, heard that the Southern Demon established a country, the Western Region monks and soldiers withdrew from the Southern Border, his calm and dignified face has little change of expression, just slowly said:

    “Even you didn’t stop them.”

    To this, Bodhisattva Guangxian replied in a calm tone:

    “This seat is not a first class warlock.”

    Keeping his posture of folding his arms, the Bodhisattva of the Garuda Tree turned to ask:

    “What is the state of Asura, and is the Buddha’s heart immaculate after returning to the throne.”

    He was referring to Asuro’s failure to hold onto the Shenshu limb and letting the Demons take it back, which was the main reason for the loss of the Southern Border today.

    The glazed Bodhisattva also moved his line of sight to look at Bodhisattva Guangxian.

    The young monk spoke in a slow tone, saying:

    “Buddha’s heart is immaculate!”

    Bodhisattva Galaxia Tree sniffed and nodded gently.

    The glazed Bodhisattva, on the other hand, withdrew his gaze.

    “Liuli, how long will it take for you to recover from your injuries.” Gara Tree’s gaze lowered as he looked at the woman Bodhisattva with green silk like a waterfall.

    “Supervisor Zheng has injured my foundation, and it will be difficult to heal my injuries in the short term, unless Lazarus Bodhisattva returns and uses the Medicine Master Dharma to help me heal my injuries.” Liuli Bodhisattva shook his head slightly.

    Galashuu was slightly emotional:

    “The Supervisor of his time, his strength was still above par, but nowadays, it is a bit difficult for him to injure your foundation.”

    When he had finished, Bodhisattva Guangxian asked without any hesitation:

    “How is the war in Qingzhou?”

    Galashuu shook his head:

    “Still glued.”

    The two Bodhisattvas, Guangxian and Liuli, heard this and pondered slightly:

    “It shouldn’t be.”

    The latter added in a pleasant voice:

    “With the battle power of Yunzhou’s elite, they should have already taken Qingzhou by now, and the Companions are ultimately too few in number to sway the overall situation.”

    Instead of answering, Garuda Tree Bodhisattva faintly said:

    “Let’s wait for news in Alanta, in case the demon race attacks Alanta and snatches the head of Shenshu.”

    …………

    The place where the Buddha slept, in the Zen forest in western Aranta.

    This is a forbidden place for Buddhist monks, from ordinary monks to first-class Bodhisattvas, who are not allowed to enter without being summoned.

    The red fence, like a python meandering over the mountains, was layered and topped with gray shingles.

    Outside the Zen forest, a round of golden light lit up and manifested itself into the form of Duo Yu Luohan.

    With his hands clasped together, the Duo Lohan bowed outside the Zen forest and whispered:

    “Disciple Toue, I pay my respects to the Buddha.”

    The Zen forest was silent, there was no movement, not even a living soul.

    “Disciple Toue, I pay my respects to the Buddha.”

    Still no movement.

    Time was limited and there was no time for Duo to hesitate, stepping out with his right foot in the loafer.

    The so-called Zen forest is both the mausoleum of the monks, and all of them, from Bodhisattvas down to Shamans, can enter this Zen forest after death.

    This was their only chance in this life to enter this Zen forest.

    Duo Yu all the way, the pagoda towers, wall mottled, fallen leaves deep, a sense of desolation and silence.

    He searched purposefully for the Confucian saint sculpture.

    According to Xu Qi’an, if the Confucian Sage sculpture was still there, the Buddha had not broken free of the seal.

    If the sculpture is destroyed, then the Buddha is out of the woods.

    Du Yu did not doubt the truthfulness of Xu Qi An’s words, because in this matter, their purpose was the same: to solve the mystery of Shen Shu’s “life”.

    There’s no need for Xu Qi’an to lie or mislead, it makes no sense to do so.

    The Zen forest was huge, occupying the entire hill, and Doo-doo’s goal was clear, going straight to the depths of the Zen forest, where there was a Bodhi tree.

    Legend has it that the Buddha attained enlightenment on Mount Aramantha, and on the day of his attainment, he attracted the envy of the heavens by sending down torrential rains and lightning.

    At that moment, a Bodhi tree grew out from behind the Buddha, sheltering Him from the wind and rain and shielding Him from the thunder and lightning.

    In a short time, Doo-doo came to the depths of the Zen forest and saw the Bodhi tree.

    The tall and dense Bodhi tree stood deep in the Zen forest, with a thick trunk, dangling down small arm-thick vines, so dense that they almost covered the trunk.

    The linden tree is not tall, but extends in all directions, pavilion-like.

    The pupils of Duoyue Luohan contracted for a moment.

    In the shade of the trees, there is a pile of badly weathered rubble that, when closely identified, can be seen as broken stone carvings.

    The sculpture of the Confucian saint is destroyed, and the Buddha is out of trouble ………. Duo Luohan looked at the pile of stone sculptures for a long time.

    Suddenly, a calm, unadulterated voice rang out from behind Du Du Luo Han:

    “Duo, what are you doing here.”

    In this situation, if it were an ordinary person, it would be hard to avoid a quickening of the heartbeat and a cold sweat.

    However, Duo Yu was a second grade Lohan with deep cultivation of mind, slowly turned around and looked at Guangxian Bodhisattva who was three feet behind him and slowly said:

    “Shenshu broke the seal and reappeared in the world, and the Southern Demon recaptured the Hundred Thousand Mountains and proclaimed the restoration of the country.

    “With so much at stake, this seat believes that the Buddha should not slumber any longer.”

    Duo Er was a second-class Lohan, a disciple of the Buddha, and theoretically, his status was no less than that of Guangxian Bodhisattva.

    He had direct access to the Buddha.

    It is only that the Buddhist sect is honored by the position of fruition, and the Lohan is one level behind the Bodhisattva, so the Bodhisattva is usually of a higher status.

    “When it is time to wake up, the Buddha will wake up when he has extinguished the fire of karma in the world. When it is time to see you, it will see you.”

    Bodhisattva Guangxian spoke in a calm tone and said:

    “If you are not willing to see, you will not be able to see Him, even if you go to the bottom of the river.”

    Duo Yu Luohan folded his hands and hung his head:

    “It was the seat that was in a hurry.”

    Bodhisattva Guangxian nodded his head:

    “Go and leave the Buddha alone.”

    Duo stopped talking and raised his steps to leave.

    Just as he brushed past Guangxian Bodhisattva, a subtle, eerie whisper suddenly came from behind him:

    “Help me, help me ………”

    ……..

    PS: Typos are corrected after the first change.

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