"Road? What road?" Zhang Ze was confused.
"The road to Baiyujing." The Little Monk replied.
"Bai... huh? How do you know?" Zhang Ze was astonished.
The Little Monk shrugged and answered, "Because I went there back in the day, both above ground and beneath the Earth Sea."
Upon hearing this, Li imdiately took out a piece of beef jerky from Zhang Ze’s Hundred Treasures Bag and got ready to enjoy the show.
The Little Monk put down the chess piece and said, "I’ve reincarnated ten tis, you know about this, right?"
Zhang Ze, "Yeah, isn’t that common knowledge?"
The Little Monk, "... Okay, it is common knowledge, this stuff is widespread.
"But there’s sothing I’m guessing you definitely don’t know, and that’s the ti of my first demise."
Zhang Ze, "I’m guessing it was during the East-West Wars."
The Little Monk, "..."
Zhang Ze shrugged and said, "You ntioned you went to Baiyujing, so it doesn’t take much to figure that it was during the East-West Wars."
The Little Monk sighed, "Can you just... forget it, trying to act mysterious with you is pointless.
"Follow , I’ll show you sothing, it’ll be much easier to explain there."
After saying that, the Little Monk began rearranging the chess piece-like magical artifacts.
As the pieces were placed in the correct positions, the surrounding space montarily stalled, and then Zhang Ze and Li were transported to another space.
This was a golden space that resembled soone’s Buddha Country.
However, compared to other Buddha Countries, this one had been excessively modified.
Golden glass plates carved with mantras covered the entire space, densely packed with arrays below them. Following a certain rhythm, those golden plates seed alive, undulating like ocean waves.
And atop this golden ’sea,’ floated nurous lotus platforms.
The giant lotus platforms corresponded one-to-one with the blank Stone Steles in the forest of steles, and beneath the platforms were golden chains like cables.
The chains plunged into the golden ’Sea of Mantras,’ serving as both anchor points for the lotus platforms and roots for absorbing power.
However, atop those lotus platforms, there was no Dharma Aspect Golden Body, nor any living creatures being offered.
What was on those lotus platforms were ethereal giant hands condensed from Spiritual Qi.
All the giant hands were facing the center of this Buddha Country. They held mantra Dharma Seals in their hands, emanating golden light with the floating Dharma Wheels behind them.
And in the center of the Buddha Country was a device with a Thousand chanism Pavilion style, resembling a Sword Furnace from the Sword Sect.
As the Thousand chanism Array Talisman opened and closed, and the chanisms turned, Zhang Ze could see the core of the device, the object being offered and nourished at the very center of this Buddha Country.
A dried hand.
The hand was posed in a flower pinching gesture, holding a red flower.
This dried hand was the core of the Buddha Country.
"Ha, see, I told you the Buddhist Sect definitely has sothing real, how could it be so ordinary?" Zhang Ze pretended to be calm, pinching Li’s little cheek.
Li didn’t respond; she just stood there with her mouth agape, drooling, looking at everything around her.
Too enticing.
The Little Monk floated beside Zhang Ze, hands behind his back, proudly saying, "How impressive is it? Didn’t expect this, did you?"
"It’s amazing, truly unexpected. What exactly is this place?" Zhang Ze asked.
The Little Monk, "It’s the place that allows to reincarnate ten tis. You can call it the ’Boundless Golden Wheel Dharmic Realm,’ though I now prefer calling it the ’Red Dust Marvelous Room.’
Zhang Ze, "But you can reincarnate, isn’t it because you’re a High Monk..."
However, before Zhang Ze could finish, the Little Monk interrupted, "Firstly, although I have the nickna of Arhat, I am not a High Monk.
"After all, I barely read Buddhist Scriptures, and when I do, I can’t rember them. In terms of Buddhist Techniques and virtues, many others surpass .
"Secondly, as for the solemn matter of reincarnation, whether it can succeed or not has nothing to do with whether you’re bald."
The Little Monk patted Zhang Ze’s shoulder, "Like you, you’re even able to co back to life after death. But in which life were you ever a bald monk?"
Zhang Ze, "..."
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