Jiang Dali faced the crowd, arms crossed, frowning as he spoke in a deep voice, "Master, it is too much to speak of requesting earnestly. Even I, the village chief, did not expect that beneath Leifeng Tower lies a passage directly to the Earth’s core, and that the so-called Buddha Artifact, turned from the Divine Stone, has been the key to dispelling the Earth Tribulation all these years. Ridiculous, I, the village chief, still thought that alms bowl was rely an ordinary Divine Weapon, deceived by the ’god’ of the God-searching Palace."
Master Hui En sighed with relief, lanting, "This matter is of great significance, to avoid causing panic throughout the world upon its spread and fearing it would encourage those with malicious intents to deliberately create chaos. Hence, since we Shaolin received the news, we have never chosen to disclose it, yet never imagined such an accident would happen."
Jiang Dali burst into uproarious laughter, leaving everyone bewildered and perplexed, their expressions filled with astonishnt.
He turned to look at Leifeng Tower, retracting his smile and shaking his head, saying, "This is no accident, master, you are unaware that what you perceive as an accident is actually my doing, the village chief’s plan. Alas, even I was kept in the dark about such secrets."
"What?"
Everyone was shocked and stunned by his words.
Only Master Hui En’s eyes flickered with emotion and complete relaxation, smiling as he exclaid, "Master Jiang, you truly are a heroic figure, a man of great courage, daring to calculate against our Shaolin, toy with the World Association, Unrivaled City, the Demon Palace, and even the entire world. Such things others wouldn’t even dare to think of, let alone do.
Even if they did, they certainly wouldn’t dare to admit it, but you, Master Jiang, not only did it but also dared to acknowledge it before everyone’s eyes. Such courage and heroism are rare in this world."
Upon hearing this, everyone’s minds still buzzed, unable to fully comprehend.
Jiang Dali’s tiger-like eyes were icy, letting out a cold snort, "Since I dare to do it, naturally I dare to admit it. However, I never regret what I do, but this ti, I truly feel regret.
For this matter has exceeded what I, Jiang, can control, even I did not know that the Buddha Artifact ford from the Divine Stone was of such great significance that it could potentially threaten my Da Song, Da Ming, and the entire world. To , the village chief, it is of no benefit, truly it’s like dropping a stone on one’s own foot, profiting others. Foolish!
Utterly foolish!"
Master Hui En bowed his head, palms together, and said, "Now that it has co to this, we can only make ands. But truly, I’m curious, Master Jiang, why you incited conflict between our Shaolin and other sects?"
Jiang Dali chuckled lightly, replied calmly, "Monk, you’ve lived for hundreds of years; have you lived in vain? Do you not understand the stakes involved in this action?
Unfortunately, even the wisest will have a mont of oversight, while fools might have a mont of insight.
I fancied myself wise, yet in reality, I was foolish; when one constantly believes themselves smart, they’ve already beco a fool."
Master Hui En let out a long sigh, saying, "Master Jiang, having this awareness truly shas this old monk.
In the end, it all boils down to the four words: entanglents of grace and revenge. Though we Shaolin pride ourselves on fairness and detachnt from worldly affairs, these hundreds of years, we’ve ddled more than a little.
For places we could intervene, others, out of respect for our Shaolin’s prestige, would endure and let it go, showing our Shaolin’s righteousness and capability.
For those we couldn’t handle, like you, Master Jiang, the entanglents back and forth have ultimately led to today’s grave error.
If the world discusses vengeance, the cycle of cause and effect, when will it end?
This old monk wishes to petition you, Master Jiang, as long as you’re willing to help us reclaim the Divine Stone, my Shaolin will henceforth never ddle in your affairs again, not even Dharma’s disciples, and surely, you’ll be honored as a distinguished guest of the Zen Temple."
"Hahaha—"
Jiang Dali laughed heartily, flaring his cloak, striding towards the ruins of Leifeng Tower, saying, "Monk, whether Shaolin will continue to ddle in the future, I, the village chief, am here, and no one in Shaolin dares to ddle in my affairs again.
But for this Divine Stone, it needs not your persuasion, I must reclaim it. It is unsafe in anyone’s hands.
It is better to keep it forever at the base of Leifeng Tower."
"Great!"
"I knew our village chief wouldn’t just sit idly by."
Wang Yuyan bead, and hearing this, Yue Fei and others collectively sighed in relief and began laughing too.
"Amitabha Buddha! Such free-spirited individuals and actions, this old monk must have a drink to that, Namo Amitabha Buddha says: no bla, no bla!" Master Hui En laughed, taking the wine gourd from his waist, uncorking it and taking a great gulp.
Wang Yuyan chuckled, "Master, since you love drinking, once the danger beneath Leifeng Tower is dealt with, I’ll personally cook a few dishes to accompany your drinks with the village chief."
Master Hui En was surprised, then laughed heartily, replying positively.
Jiang Dali darkened his forehead, recalling Wang Yuyan’s terrifying culinary skills; the danger beneath Leifeng Tower seed insignificant in comparison.
Boom!
He stamped his foot, leaping over the Leifeng Tower steps into the ruins.
Casually, a kick scattered several dozens of rubble like fallen leaves in the autumn breeze, sending them flying afar.
With both hands, he unleashed an astonishing suction, sweeping away the surrounding debris and ruins.
Imdiately, amid the swirling dust, on the coarse, qi-force-ridden ground, he revealed the base stones of Leifeng Tower from before.
A square yard, steaming with heat, a tunnel leading downwards to an unknown depth appeared before him, like a devil’s gaping maw, ready to devour...
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