Chapter 898: Chapter 879: This Trick Question Has Stumped…
There are only three true thousand-year-old temples remaining in Da Feng. This one atop Heavenly Mountain occupies one of them, positioned at a high location, built from stone near the Sky Pole. It has no majestic main hall, no luxurious decorations, nor a flourishing incense, yet it has stood there for a thousand years.
At the top of the temple’s tower is a small bell that rings crisply when the wind blows.
At that ti, in front of the ancient temple, stood soone dressed in a dark red monk’s robe, with one arm exposed, holding a strand of Buddha Beads, slowly moving them, watching Qin Liuxi and her group approaching step by step.
“Amitabha Buddha, Junior Temple Master travels far and wide, yet I, the humble monk Fan Kong, failed to greet you from afar.” The young monk placed his hand upon his chest and perford a Buddhist salute.
Qin Liuxi lifted her gaze; the boy was rely sixteen, with delicate features akin to a painting, his eyes pure and clear, untouched by a speck of dust. He stood there, with the ancient temple behind him, as if he alone existed between it.
“You know .”
Fan Kong’s lips curled slightly, his eyes gentle and compassionate, saying, “I have heard a little.”
Qin Liuxi didn’t ask him how he knew, perhaps from Mr. Feng, or perhaps from the Underworld. These high monks have their own strengths.
“Then you also know why I have co.” Her eyes flashed lightly.
Fan Kong smiled silently and just leaned slightly to invite her forward, and nodded with a smile to the fox behind him: “Little Xiu is here as well.”
Feng Xiu snorted arrogantly, jumped onto Qin Liuxi’s shoulder, and looking down at Fan Kong, bared his teeth and roared: “Don’t call Little Xiu, call Mr. Feng.”
Don’t be fooled by this stinky monk’s pseudo-compassionate appearance; he was able to watch him die. Back then when I wanted to seal myself properly, I ca begging to this stinky monk, yet he refused, saying the destined one he seals was not him, nor was it the right ti.
Later, he t Qin Liuxi and was finally able to seal and transform.
Still, Feng Xiu rembers this grudge and thinks deep down that this stinky monk simply didn’t want to shed his own feather.
Pah, fake compassion!
Fan Kong showed no anger, still smiling, gazing at Feng Xiu with indulgence and tolerance, and kindness.
Feng Xiu shivered, turned, and pointed his butt at Fan Kong; just as he was about to release a fart towards him, Qin Liuxi unexpectedly pushed him off, rolling him into a heap of snow.
Squeak, squeak.
Feng Xiu was furious.
You heartless one, who are you really siding with?
Fan Kong led Qin Liuxi into the ancient temple; this temple had only one hall. In the center, a statue of The Buddha was enshrined. The statue was compassionate, serene, and peaceful, with a faint golden light flowing around it.
Qin Liuxi rarely acted unruly; this was a true ancient Buddhist Temple, enshrining a real Buddha.
Following Fan Kong, they arrived at the wooden house behind the hall. In front of it was a stone table, two cushions on the ground, and three cups of steaming tea on the tabletop.
Impressive, the tea in this place could still emit so warmth.
Fan Kong invited them to sit down.
Qin Liuxi picked up the tea and drank a sip; it was rely the simplest bitter tea, brewed with water from the Heavenly Mountain snow, making the returning sweetness stronger, clearing a restless mind.
“Heavenly Mountain is bitterly cold, not as lively as the secular world, and no good tea to offer, does the Junior Temple Master find it palatable?” Fan Kong asked with a gentle smile.
“If it can relieve fatigue and thirst, it is good tea. How can it be as unpleasant as the master claims?” Qin Liuxi said.
Fan Kong said, “Life is uncertain, sotis floating, sotis sinking. Today, as we drink this pot of tea with the Junior Temple Master, it’s also a destiny between the Buddhist Path and tea ditation. Are you at peace now, Junior Temple Master?”
Feng Xiu: Listening, with just a cup of bitter tea, he’s able to preach about tea ditation. Isn’t that plainly speaking of a Buddha’s poem?
This stinky monk always pretends to be profound.
“How is it if I am at peace, if not at peace, then what?” Qin Liuxi looked at him and said, “Asking about this elusive state, master might as well ask if I’m still thirsty, hungry, then co up with sothing real.”
Fan Kong’s smile broadened: “The Junior Temple Master is truly a person of character.”
“Born with a fierce temper, unlike the master who cultivates a full Buddha nature.”
Fan Kong looked at her; a fierce temper, that is indeed her nature.
Qin Liuxi drank the tea in one go and said, “Alright, the tea is finished, let’s talk about business.”
Fan Kong: “…”
Resisting all over.
“That Buddha Bone you have hidden here…”
“No way!” Fan Kong’s tone broke.
Feng Xiu lazily leaned over, leisurely watching the drama unfold. Here it is, no matter how perfectly cloaked he was in the guise of a high monk with endless Buddhist teachings, my little ancestor could strip him bare.
Qin Liuxi glanced at Fan Kong and said, “You know what I’m about to say.”
“No matter what, it won’t work.”
“Oh, what if I absolutely must have it?”
Fan Kong shook his head: “It’s impossible.”
“Just now, we were saying that there’s a Buddhist Path destiny.” Qin Liuxi tapped the teacup, “Now, why is it suddenly impossible?”
“Because the tea is finished.” So go back from where you ca, to ask for the Buddha Bone, not possible.
“Amitabha.” Fan Kong clasped both hands and chanted a Buddha na, “Junior Temple Master, the Buddha Bone has been repressing here for a thousand years. If expelled, all living things will be in chaos, forgive , but Fan Kong cannot agree to the Junior Temple Master’s request.”
Qin Liuxi said, “Precisely because it would lead to chaos that it must be destroyed. If you don’t give it to now, soday the Evil Buddha Siluo will co and take it, then rge with it, and when he becos a god, that’s when all living things will be thrown into chaos.”
Fan Kong’s pure eyes gazed at her: “The Taoist has a saying, ‘The Great Dao is fifty; Heaven gives birth to forty-nine.’ In everything, there is a slender chance of life, he will not succeed, the Heavenly Dao is observing.”
Qin Liuxi sneered: “What if the Heavenly Dao doesn’t act humanely?!”
Fan Kong furrowed his brow.
This argunt has at a loss!
“Let tell you, he already obtained half of the nine pieces of Buddha Bone, the rest, he is determined to get. This is his core.” Qin Liuxi said, “You say every matter has a slender chance of life, but how do you know if chance is right in the subtle advancent, like this Buddha Bone? If he doesn’t get it complete, he won’t restore his peak power, this too is chance. Master, every move has its destiny and purpose, so my coming is destiny, and asking you is also destiny.”
“This is the Buddhist Sect’s treasure.”
Qin Liuxi smirked wickedly: “A thing that harms all living things is the Buddhist Sect’s treasure? Master, you must be joking.”
Fan Kong slightly shook his head: “Siluo is extrely sinful, but undeniably, his grasp of the Buddhist Path is extrely strong. The Buddha’s relics he left behind also brim with Buddha Power, even after thousands of years, they can still serve as treasures for the Buddhist Sect’s heritage.”
Feng Xiu sneered: “So you Buddhists are quite double-dealing, on one hand, calling the relic a treasure, on the other hand, you shout to kill. Isn’t this hypocrisy? No wonder an Evil Buddha erged; it’s clearly shooting oneself in the foot.”
Fan Kong frowned: “Little fox, do not speak carelessly in front of Buddha!”
Feng Xiu pouted.
Qin Liuxi said, “Master, whether it works or not, it’s not up to you. Why don’t we ask your Buddha instead?”
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