Chapter 711: Bodhisattva? When did I know any Bodhisattva?
"Lord Nanyang, please keep it."
"Good work."
Shen Yi turned around and left the Immortal Ministry. There were 32,000 kalpas of imperial golden pills in his ring, 2,000 of which were owed from last time, and the rest were the reward for this Dharma transmission.
This is an imperial aura that can move even the Great Immortal and the Bodhisattva.
Almost emptied the entire Immortal Department.
After all, it takes time to transform the imperial energy into golden pills.
"Maybe his appearance is a little disappointing, but he is always generous." Feng Xi waited outside the yamen with a smile on her face and whispered to comfort him.
“Nothing disappointing.”
Shen Yi walked down the long street with the other party. The Human Emperor was indeed different from what he had imagined, but as long as he didn't force people to drink bath water, it would not have much to do with him.
Moreover, although the other party seemed unruly, at least his attitude towards the three religions was strong enough.
Only when working under such a person would you not have to worry about a misunderstanding between the Divine Dynasty and the Immortal Court being resolved inexplicably, and then you, who have fought hard in the war, being tied up and handed over to settle the matter.
“It’s this brand.”
Shen Yi took out the jade token again and looked at it carefully. The royal energy contained in it was actually one level stronger than his own spiritual power to protect the way.
"I've observed it before. Yours is the number three three, and the one in my hand is the number six six." Feng Xi also took out the jade token and handed it over.
Hearing this, Shen Yi was slightly stunned.
It turns out that although they are all generals who guard Zhou, this "immortal seal" also has different grades.
However, he did not feel resentful and felt that the court treated him differently.
After all, judging from the current situation, whether the Dharma is spread or not, the other continents can no longer bear it.
In other words, the Human Emperor had originally planned to restore the Demon-Slaying Order to its original appearance today.
After this, General Zhenzhou is no longer a nominal position, but a real person holding important power. The things he needs to consider when conferring the title are no less than those when conferring the title on immortal officials in the Immortal Court.
By that time, just relying on the achievement of intercepting the true scriptures, with the apparent strength of the fourth rank, he might not be able to be awarded the title of General Zhenzhou.
It was just a coincidence that I caught the last bus.
But...I did hear something new.
"What is the number three?" Shen Yi glanced sideways curiously.
"..."
Feng Xi was silent for a moment, and there was a hint of weirdness in his eyes when he looked at Shen Yi.
In fact, after the other party brought many surprises to the Great South Continent Demon Slaying Division, everyone conceded that there was some kind of powerful master behind him.
Maybe the master is no longer around, so he joined the Demon Slaying Division, but the inheritance must have never been broken.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how a cultivator without any inheritance, who had no intention of looking for a senior to be his teacher in the Demon Slaying Bureau, could stand out among all the geniuses.
If Taixu Danhuang and Jianglongfuhu Damingwang knew that they were defeated by someone who didn't even understand the third level, I wonder what they would think.
"Whether it's the Daluo Immortal or the Bodhisattva, they are all searching for the origin of the order of the Great Dao."
"Find the source of order that suits you, and use it to deduce the changes in the Dao fruit."
"And three threes is a constant. With thirty-three strands of the origin of order, new changes are condensed. If this constant is crossed and there is still no complete change, then the path will end."
"Take me as an example. I have now grasped forty-eight strands of the origin of order, but have not been able to complete the transformation of the number of threes... This means that these origins are only temporarily stored in my body. As time goes by, they will gradually return to heaven and earth until they become the original ten strands."
"In terms of fighting, with my forty-eight essences, even if I meet a cultivator who has just completed the third transformation, it would be difficult for me to compete with him. For example, Yan Lanting is at this level. If we really fight, I am no match for him."
When talking about cultivation, a hint of bitterness appeared on Feng Xi's face.
But it soon returned to normal.
It is normal to have the road ahead cut off, but some people are cut off at the Qi Refining Stage, and some are cut off at the Spirit Transformation Stage. For someone like her, it is a great fortune to have her road cut off only after she has become a Daluo Immortal.
"understood."
Shen Yi tapped his chin lightly.
In fact, if you think about it, you will understand that those who are truly qualified to strive for the first rank are all giants of the three religions, and there is absolutely no reason for them to join the Demon Slaying Division.
Wouldn't it be good to be a high and mighty god or Buddha? Why should you be inferior to others?
This also led to the fact that the Divine Dynasty had the most perfect resources for cultivation, but could never produce a powerful person who could dominate the world. The people of the three religions gathered the most intelligent creatures in the world, but did not have enough resources and could only rely on long years of hard work.
Tsk.
Even the dumbest person can see the key to the contradiction.
The Human Emperor holds in his hands what the three religions need most. In the eyes of those cultivators, this Lord of Divine Land is extremely stingy. Not to mention the giants of the three religions, just take the example of Zhikong Xingzhe.
A seventh-rank practitioner is someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the immortals, but he has to beg for food from mortals, rely on subduing demons or monsters, or do other things in exchange for some insignificant imperial energy.
If there were no restrictions from the Human Emperor, they could have directly enjoyed this imperial energy.
Not everyone is Master Zhikong, who can suppress the desire to pursue the great way.
It is human nature to want something for nothing.
The so-called establishment of the Immortal Ministry is just a fuse. Even if nothing is done, if this trend continues, the Divine Dynasty will sooner or later become the livestock raised by the three religions. At most, it is just another excuse.
From this point of view, the Human Emperor is not crazy and impulsive, he just has a longer-term vision.
"You should hurry back to Great South Continent as soon as possible. I will stay here for a few more days until the Immortal Department prepares the golden pills and I collect the salaries from my colleagues before I go back."
Feng Xi cupped his hands. The situation was urgent and there was not much time for idle chat.
She did not bother to ask the other party to be careful on the road.
This young man was able to intercept the true scriptures from a group of geniuses and great arhats. No matter his experience or strength, he is unmatched by ordinary people. Now he has the third-grade demon-slaying order to protect him. If such a person can still get into trouble in the Divine Dynasty, then perhaps the Divine Dynasty is really doomed.
"Farewell."
Shen Yi turned and walked into the long street, weaving through the crowd until he left the imperial city, then he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.
For the time being, he is not worried about anything happening in Da Nanzhou.
After all, the demon tribe had just launched a wave of attacks, and with so many suppressing stones guarding them, they couldn’t cause any big waves for the time being.
The Three Immortals Sect suffered heavy losses and is probably busy seeking to settle accounts with the Bodhi Sect.
As for those monks...
Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes and looked inward.
I saw a golden thread hanging in the amber round bead at the heart of the Bodhisattva's fruition body that was glowing with a faint golden light, like a scar.
At this moment, this golden thread is quietly flashing.
If there is a scar in your heart, it is a heart disease.
If you have a heart disease, you should treat it well.
After leaving the imperial city, Shen Yi did not take the official road, but went straight into the wild mountains and wilderness.
Found a flat cliff.
He took out the alchemy furnaces quickly and swiftly, and ten huge alchemy furnaces fell to the ground with a loud bang. Then, raging flames shot up into the sky.
The imperial golden pill that had lasted for thirty-two thousand kalpas began to transform rapidly.
Pills emerged one after another and fell into Shen Yi's mouth. In his vision, a thick yellow fog seemed to cover the entire world and did not dissipate for a long time.
He skillfully found strands of gold from it.
He would fail occasionally, but based on the deduction of the demon's lifespan on the panel, what was a fleeting opportunity for other cultivators would leave Shen Yi with a considerable margin for error.
Time passes by in the mountains.
Shen Yi observed Da Nanzhou through the stone while counting the extra gold threads in his body.
When he reached the thirty-second strand, he stopped taking the pill without hesitation.
Shen Yi took a deep breath. As his future was involved, even with the Taixu Dan Dao to back him up, he still inevitably felt a little nervous.
In fact, to be precise, he enjoyed the treatment of a direct disciple of a great religion.
After all, not every arhat can receive the golden thread bestowed by the Bodhisattva.
This strand of golden thread is like a guiding light, which has dimly illuminated the way forward for Shen Yi. At least in terms of the number of three, Shen Yi only needs to replicate this path.
The dense golden threads seemed to be pulled by a magic needle and began to pass through the Bodhisattva's fruit position.
First, fill in the thin golden body to make it look more solid.
Afterwards, Shen Yi did not continue to follow the path of Dragon and Tiger, but wanted to imitate the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva. Unfortunately, he only got a glimpse of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva's magical powers through the golden thread, and could not do it exactly the same.
After a little hesitation, he settled for the next best option and chose to outline the four arms with gold wire.
At the same time, Shen Yi swallowed the elixir again, grasped the last strand of golden thread from the yellow mist, and the pouring light plasma completely completed the only remaining palm.
【The number of three is perfect】
[Third Rank. Spiritual Power Protecting Dao Sutra (Incomplete): Minor Completion]
When the prompt appeared on the panel, Shen Yi was like a person who was exhausted. He looked normal just now, but the next moment, his whole body was drenched in sweat.
Pulling the source of Heaven's order and doing the work of threading the needle is simply the most meticulous job in the world.
Even though this process was prolonged countless times by the panel simulation, it still exhausted Shen Yi's entire mind.
He looked at the remaining five thousand Tribulations Emperor Qi Golden Pills in his hand, and glanced casually down the mountain. He had no intention of leaving. After a short rest, he started the furnace fire again and began to refine the pill.
……
Measuring the world with your feet is the basic skill of a walker.
Before they experienced mental tribulations, they relied on the physical tribulations step by step to comprehend the great Dao, climb upward, and attain the supreme fruition.
The monk, with his yellow robe fluttering in the wind, closed his eyes quietly, following the breath that seemed to be deliberately concealed, and walked forward calmly in cloth shoes.
Until it gradually deviated from the official road.
He stood in front of a mountain forest and slowly opened his eyes.
In an instant, even the black dog at the monk's feet fell to the ground, trembling slightly unconsciously.
"I found you."
The corners of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva's lips gradually lifted up, and he was clearly smiling, but his eyes, which were deep and without the slightest ripple, made the smile seem a little creepy.
He stepped into the forest without raising the lotus platform, as if he was afraid of alarming the stupid creature ahead.
Just keep repeating that sentence.
Until he reached the top of the mountain, a flat and open area appeared before him.
The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva put his palms together, looked forward, and his smile gradually became more obvious: "I finally found you."
The boundless universe seems so insignificant beneath one's feet.
The world is so big, where can the other party hide?
Thinking back to the first time I met him, this boy was humbly pressed to the ground. He looked so devout and submissive, without any resistance at all. Even I was deceived.
And this moment.
There are ten alchemy furnaces placed on the flat ground.
What the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva saw was not the majestic Dharmakāya of the Arhat who subdued dragons and tigers, but a silhouette that looked quite young.
The hem of his black shirt swayed slightly as he lay beside the alchemy furnace with his legs crossed, his hands resting on his head, and even holding a grass root in his mouth, gazing at the sky leisurely.
Although his appearance changed constantly, the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva could still sense from that aura that the other person was the one he was looking for.
He just didn't understand why the young man didn't look as panic-stricken as he had imagined, or even run away.
Could it be that this boy is so ignorant that he thinks he can pretend not to know me just by changing his appearance?
After thinking about it, the Thousand-armed Bodhisattva smiled with a hint of murderous intent, and reiterated: "I said, I have found you."
Just like before, he was waiting for an explanation from this Great King who can subdue dragons and tigers.
The only difference is that this time the explanation will really become the other person's last words before he dies.
"Oh, it's so noisy."
The young man in black shirt frowned slightly, spat out the grass root in his mouth, and looked sideways, revealing a handsome and fair face.
He raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I know, so what? Do you want me to give you an award?"
This official...
The moment he heard these two words, the facial features of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva twisted quietly for a moment.
The humble man who had bowed his head before him to receive the title on his lotus platform, the second time they met, he called himself in front of this Bodhisattva... This official?!
The condescending look made the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva clench his five fingers tightly.
However, he did not notice that when the young man turned his head, the black dog beside him suddenly raised its head, with its pair of gray eyes wide open, as if it had seen something unimaginable.
It stared blankly, and its already blurred consciousness suddenly became clear again.
All the events in the past came to its mind, temporarily reminding it that it was not born a dog.
The "woof woof" sound that he had been trying hard to hold back but had been stuck in his throat was finally swallowed back.
"You're looking for death."
The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva was no longer willing to listen to any further explanation.
He looked indifferent and suddenly snapped his fingers.
The iron chain that was left behind would instantly strangle the opponent's throat.
However, a mountain breeze blew by, and nothing happened.
Shen Yi stood up slowly, patted the hem of his clothes, then stretched out his hand, with a wisp of swaying gold thread appearing at his fingertips.
"You are a monk, and you entered the Divine Dynasty without permission. This is a crime."
"You want to rob me of my property. This is a second crime."
"Two crimes, one punishment."
Shen Yi turned his gaze to the black dog. Its reactions just now were enough to confirm his previous guess.
On his handsome face, a hideous look appeared at the corner of his lips.
The young man looked at the slightly stunned Thousand-armed Bodhisattva again, and slowly clenched his five fingers: "I want your head."
"..."
The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva stared at the golden thread. He couldn't figure out what kind of existence could take the iron chain off the beast without the beast noticing.
He looked around, his eyes sweeping over the alchemy furnaces around him.
"Ho!"
The Bodhisattva exhaled forcefully and said with a cold smile, "It seems that you have gained a lot of benefits in the Divine Dynasty."
He closed his eyes, Buddha's light emerged behind him, and his voice became deeper: "What a pity."
Lotus leaves emerged from the Buddha's light and transformed into a large precious lotus under his body.
The Buddha's light continued to surge, gradually turning the azure sky into a colorful appearance.
Arms stretched out from behind him, and then suddenly clenched together, shaking the entire sky!
"If you have the life, take it..."
The monk suddenly opened his eyes, stepped on the lotus platform, and was filled with rosy clouds. He floated up, revealing the true appearance of the Bodhisattva: "I'm afraid you won't survive."
(End of this chapter)
"Lord Nanyang, please keep it."
"Good work."
Shen Yi turned around and left the Immortal Ministry. There were 32,000 kalpas of imperial golden pills in his ring, 2,000 of which were owed from last time, and the rest were the reward for this Dharma transmission.
This is an imperial aura that can move even the Great Immortal and the Bodhisattva.
Almost emptied the entire Immortal Department.
After all, it takes time to transform the imperial energy into golden pills.
"Maybe his appearance is a little disappointing, but he is always generous." Feng Xi waited outside the yamen with a smile on her face and whispered to comfort him.
“Nothing disappointing.”
Shen Yi walked down the long street with the other party. The Human Emperor was indeed different from what he had imagined, but as long as he didn't force people to drink bath water, it would not have much to do with him.
Moreover, although the other party seemed unruly, at least his attitude towards the three religions was strong enough.
Only when working under such a person would you not have to worry about a misunderstanding between the Divine Dynasty and the Immortal Court being resolved inexplicably, and then you, who have fought hard in the war, being tied up and handed over to settle the matter.
“It’s this brand.”
Shen Yi took out the jade token again and looked at it carefully. The royal energy contained in it was actually one level stronger than his own spiritual power to protect the way.
"I've observed it before. Yours is the number three three, and the one in my hand is the number six six." Feng Xi also took out the jade token and handed it over.
Hearing this, Shen Yi was slightly stunned.
It turns out that although they are all generals who guard Zhou, this "immortal seal" also has different grades.
However, he did not feel resentful and felt that the court treated him differently.
After all, judging from the current situation, whether the Dharma is spread or not, the other continents can no longer bear it.
In other words, the Human Emperor had originally planned to restore the Demon-Slaying Order to its original appearance today.
After this, General Zhenzhou is no longer a nominal position, but a real person holding important power. The things he needs to consider when conferring the title are no less than those when conferring the title on immortal officials in the Immortal Court.
By that time, just relying on the achievement of intercepting the true scriptures, with the apparent strength of the fourth rank, he might not be able to be awarded the title of General Zhenzhou.
It was just a coincidence that I caught the last bus.
But...I did hear something new.
"What is the number three?" Shen Yi glanced sideways curiously.
"..."
Feng Xi was silent for a moment, and there was a hint of weirdness in his eyes when he looked at Shen Yi.
In fact, after the other party brought many surprises to the Great South Continent Demon Slaying Division, everyone conceded that there was some kind of powerful master behind him.
Maybe the master is no longer around, so he joined the Demon Slaying Division, but the inheritance must have never been broken.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain how a cultivator without any inheritance, who had no intention of looking for a senior to be his teacher in the Demon Slaying Bureau, could stand out among all the geniuses.
If Taixu Danhuang and Jianglongfuhu Damingwang knew that they were defeated by someone who didn't even understand the third level, I wonder what they would think.
"Whether it's the Daluo Immortal or the Bodhisattva, they are all searching for the origin of the order of the Great Dao."
"Find the source of order that suits you, and use it to deduce the changes in the Dao fruit."
"And three threes is a constant. With thirty-three strands of the origin of order, new changes are condensed. If this constant is crossed and there is still no complete change, then the path will end."
"Take me as an example. I have now grasped forty-eight strands of the origin of order, but have not been able to complete the transformation of the number of threes... This means that these origins are only temporarily stored in my body. As time goes by, they will gradually return to heaven and earth until they become the original ten strands."
"In terms of fighting, with my forty-eight essences, even if I meet a cultivator who has just completed the third transformation, it would be difficult for me to compete with him. For example, Yan Lanting is at this level. If we really fight, I am no match for him."
When talking about cultivation, a hint of bitterness appeared on Feng Xi's face.
But it soon returned to normal.
It is normal to have the road ahead cut off, but some people are cut off at the Qi Refining Stage, and some are cut off at the Spirit Transformation Stage. For someone like her, it is a great fortune to have her road cut off only after she has become a Daluo Immortal.
"understood."
Shen Yi tapped his chin lightly.
In fact, if you think about it, you will understand that those who are truly qualified to strive for the first rank are all giants of the three religions, and there is absolutely no reason for them to join the Demon Slaying Division.
Wouldn't it be good to be a high and mighty god or Buddha? Why should you be inferior to others?
This also led to the fact that the Divine Dynasty had the most perfect resources for cultivation, but could never produce a powerful person who could dominate the world. The people of the three religions gathered the most intelligent creatures in the world, but did not have enough resources and could only rely on long years of hard work.
Tsk.
Even the dumbest person can see the key to the contradiction.
The Human Emperor holds in his hands what the three religions need most. In the eyes of those cultivators, this Lord of Divine Land is extremely stingy. Not to mention the giants of the three religions, just take the example of Zhikong Xingzhe.
A seventh-rank practitioner is someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the immortals, but he has to beg for food from mortals, rely on subduing demons or monsters, or do other things in exchange for some insignificant imperial energy.
If there were no restrictions from the Human Emperor, they could have directly enjoyed this imperial energy.
Not everyone is Master Zhikong, who can suppress the desire to pursue the great way.
It is human nature to want something for nothing.
The so-called establishment of the Immortal Ministry is just a fuse. Even if nothing is done, if this trend continues, the Divine Dynasty will sooner or later become the livestock raised by the three religions. At most, it is just another excuse.
From this point of view, the Human Emperor is not crazy and impulsive, he just has a longer-term vision.
"You should hurry back to Great South Continent as soon as possible. I will stay here for a few more days until the Immortal Department prepares the golden pills and I collect the salaries from my colleagues before I go back."
Feng Xi cupped his hands. The situation was urgent and there was not much time for idle chat.
She did not bother to ask the other party to be careful on the road.
This young man was able to intercept the true scriptures from a group of geniuses and great arhats. No matter his experience or strength, he is unmatched by ordinary people. Now he has the third-grade demon-slaying order to protect him. If such a person can still get into trouble in the Divine Dynasty, then perhaps the Divine Dynasty is really doomed.
"Farewell."
Shen Yi turned and walked into the long street, weaving through the crowd until he left the imperial city, then he turned into a stream of light and disappeared into the distance.
For the time being, he is not worried about anything happening in Da Nanzhou.
After all, the demon tribe had just launched a wave of attacks, and with so many suppressing stones guarding them, they couldn’t cause any big waves for the time being.
The Three Immortals Sect suffered heavy losses and is probably busy seeking to settle accounts with the Bodhi Sect.
As for those monks...
Shen Yi slowly closed his eyes and looked inward.
I saw a golden thread hanging in the amber round bead at the heart of the Bodhisattva's fruition body that was glowing with a faint golden light, like a scar.
At this moment, this golden thread is quietly flashing.
If there is a scar in your heart, it is a heart disease.
If you have a heart disease, you should treat it well.
After leaving the imperial city, Shen Yi did not take the official road, but went straight into the wild mountains and wilderness.
Found a flat cliff.
He took out the alchemy furnaces quickly and swiftly, and ten huge alchemy furnaces fell to the ground with a loud bang. Then, raging flames shot up into the sky.
The imperial golden pill that had lasted for thirty-two thousand kalpas began to transform rapidly.
Pills emerged one after another and fell into Shen Yi's mouth. In his vision, a thick yellow fog seemed to cover the entire world and did not dissipate for a long time.
He skillfully found strands of gold from it.
He would fail occasionally, but based on the deduction of the demon's lifespan on the panel, what was a fleeting opportunity for other cultivators would leave Shen Yi with a considerable margin for error.
Time passes by in the mountains.
Shen Yi observed Da Nanzhou through the stone while counting the extra gold threads in his body.
When he reached the thirty-second strand, he stopped taking the pill without hesitation.
Shen Yi took a deep breath. As his future was involved, even with the Taixu Dan Dao to back him up, he still inevitably felt a little nervous.
In fact, to be precise, he enjoyed the treatment of a direct disciple of a great religion.
After all, not every arhat can receive the golden thread bestowed by the Bodhisattva.
This strand of golden thread is like a guiding light, which has dimly illuminated the way forward for Shen Yi. At least in terms of the number of three, Shen Yi only needs to replicate this path.
The dense golden threads seemed to be pulled by a magic needle and began to pass through the Bodhisattva's fruit position.
First, fill in the thin golden body to make it look more solid.
Afterwards, Shen Yi did not continue to follow the path of Dragon and Tiger, but wanted to imitate the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva. Unfortunately, he only got a glimpse of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva's magical powers through the golden thread, and could not do it exactly the same.
After a little hesitation, he settled for the next best option and chose to outline the four arms with gold wire.
At the same time, Shen Yi swallowed the elixir again, grasped the last strand of golden thread from the yellow mist, and the pouring light plasma completely completed the only remaining palm.
【The number of three is perfect】
[Third Rank. Spiritual Power Protecting Dao Sutra (Incomplete): Minor Completion]
When the prompt appeared on the panel, Shen Yi was like a person who was exhausted. He looked normal just now, but the next moment, his whole body was drenched in sweat.
Pulling the source of Heaven's order and doing the work of threading the needle is simply the most meticulous job in the world.
Even though this process was prolonged countless times by the panel simulation, it still exhausted Shen Yi's entire mind.
He looked at the remaining five thousand Tribulations Emperor Qi Golden Pills in his hand, and glanced casually down the mountain. He had no intention of leaving. After a short rest, he started the furnace fire again and began to refine the pill.
……
Measuring the world with your feet is the basic skill of a walker.
Before they experienced mental tribulations, they relied on the physical tribulations step by step to comprehend the great Dao, climb upward, and attain the supreme fruition.
The monk, with his yellow robe fluttering in the wind, closed his eyes quietly, following the breath that seemed to be deliberately concealed, and walked forward calmly in cloth shoes.
Until it gradually deviated from the official road.
He stood in front of a mountain forest and slowly opened his eyes.
In an instant, even the black dog at the monk's feet fell to the ground, trembling slightly unconsciously.
"I found you."
The corners of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva's lips gradually lifted up, and he was clearly smiling, but his eyes, which were deep and without the slightest ripple, made the smile seem a little creepy.
He stepped into the forest without raising the lotus platform, as if he was afraid of alarming the stupid creature ahead.
Just keep repeating that sentence.
Until he reached the top of the mountain, a flat and open area appeared before him.
The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva put his palms together, looked forward, and his smile gradually became more obvious: "I finally found you."
The boundless universe seems so insignificant beneath one's feet.
The world is so big, where can the other party hide?
Thinking back to the first time I met him, this boy was humbly pressed to the ground. He looked so devout and submissive, without any resistance at all. Even I was deceived.
And this moment.
There are ten alchemy furnaces placed on the flat ground.
What the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva saw was not the majestic Dharmakāya of the Arhat who subdued dragons and tigers, but a silhouette that looked quite young.
The hem of his black shirt swayed slightly as he lay beside the alchemy furnace with his legs crossed, his hands resting on his head, and even holding a grass root in his mouth, gazing at the sky leisurely.
Although his appearance changed constantly, the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva could still sense from that aura that the other person was the one he was looking for.
He just didn't understand why the young man didn't look as panic-stricken as he had imagined, or even run away.
Could it be that this boy is so ignorant that he thinks he can pretend not to know me just by changing his appearance?
After thinking about it, the Thousand-armed Bodhisattva smiled with a hint of murderous intent, and reiterated: "I said, I have found you."
Just like before, he was waiting for an explanation from this Great King who can subdue dragons and tigers.
The only difference is that this time the explanation will really become the other person's last words before he dies.
"Oh, it's so noisy."
The young man in black shirt frowned slightly, spat out the grass root in his mouth, and looked sideways, revealing a handsome and fair face.
He raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "I know, so what? Do you want me to give you an award?"
This official...
The moment he heard these two words, the facial features of the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva twisted quietly for a moment.
The humble man who had bowed his head before him to receive the title on his lotus platform, the second time they met, he called himself in front of this Bodhisattva... This official?!
The condescending look made the Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva clench his five fingers tightly.
However, he did not notice that when the young man turned his head, the black dog beside him suddenly raised its head, with its pair of gray eyes wide open, as if it had seen something unimaginable.
It stared blankly, and its already blurred consciousness suddenly became clear again.
All the events in the past came to its mind, temporarily reminding it that it was not born a dog.
The "woof woof" sound that he had been trying hard to hold back but had been stuck in his throat was finally swallowed back.
"You're looking for death."
The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva was no longer willing to listen to any further explanation.
He looked indifferent and suddenly snapped his fingers.
The iron chain that was left behind would instantly strangle the opponent's throat.
However, a mountain breeze blew by, and nothing happened.
Shen Yi stood up slowly, patted the hem of his clothes, then stretched out his hand, with a wisp of swaying gold thread appearing at his fingertips.
"You are a monk, and you entered the Divine Dynasty without permission. This is a crime."
"You want to rob me of my property. This is a second crime."
"Two crimes, one punishment."
Shen Yi turned his gaze to the black dog. Its reactions just now were enough to confirm his previous guess.
On his handsome face, a hideous look appeared at the corner of his lips.
The young man looked at the slightly stunned Thousand-armed Bodhisattva again, and slowly clenched his five fingers: "I want your head."
"..."
The Thousand-Armed Bodhisattva stared at the golden thread. He couldn't figure out what kind of existence could take the iron chain off the beast without the beast noticing.
He looked around, his eyes sweeping over the alchemy furnaces around him.
"Ho!"
The Bodhisattva exhaled forcefully and said with a cold smile, "It seems that you have gained a lot of benefits in the Divine Dynasty."
He closed his eyes, Buddha's light emerged behind him, and his voice became deeper: "What a pity."
Lotus leaves emerged from the Buddha's light and transformed into a large precious lotus under his body.
The Buddha's light continued to surge, gradually turning the azure sky into a colorful appearance.
Arms stretched out from behind him, and then suddenly clenched together, shaking the entire sky!
"If you have the life, take it..."
The monk suddenly opened his eyes, stepped on the lotus platform, and was filled with rosy clouds. He floated up, revealing the true appearance of the Bodhisattva: "I'm afraid you won't survive."
(End of this chapter)
