“How are you?”
“Not bad!”
Guang Yue released rays of light from the Bright Sarira above his head. Under the illumination, the young novice monks outside the door woke up one by one.
“Abbot?”
“Abbot!”
“Noble guests have arrived, fellow cultivators are staying here. Go prepare some vegetarian meals and steamed buns.”
“Yes!”
…
Backyard canteen.
Guang Yue thanked the group again solemnly.
Lu Zheng teased, “I remember my senior brother questioned you refining this sarira before. This thing is different from ordinary treasures after all. Its material comes from a high monk of the Great Glazed Temple. To cleanse its original aura, at least an elder from your Sunlight Temple would need to act. You are not capable yet!”
Guang Yue was speechless. “I have been staying in the heart of Da Jing. Who would have thought I would encounter a monk from the Western Buddhist Kingdom!”
Guang Yue had refined the sarira using his own “Great Sun Golden Light Universal Illumination Scripture”, turning it entirely into Great Sun Brightness. Unless it was a monk from the original Great Glazed Temple, and one with extremely high cultivation, no one could take it from him.
In the past two years, he had gone out and encountered fights, but nothing had happened. He had even relied on this Bright Sarira to kill enemies greatly.
But good times did not last. Who knew his luck was so bad? He just happened to meet a monk wandering from the Western Buddhist Kingdom to the Central Plains, and it was from the Great Glazed Temple itself.
Then, not only did the man want to take back Guang Yue’s Bright Sarira, he also wanted to take Guang Yue away.
“If not for Brother Dao and his wife arriving, this poor monk would really have had to go back to the West with him.”
Lu Zheng waved his hand. “That monk was powerful. Even the two of us together could not take him down. It was Master Jue Xuan who settled it with one strike.”
Jue Xuan was eating a steamed bun, swallowing half in one bite. Hearing this, he laughed heartily. “You little Daoist are too modest. Without your cooperation, it would not have been so easy for this old monk to interrupt him.”
He paused, then continued. “Do not think this old monk did not notice. You couple still had tricks up your sleeve. The situation was dire, yet you showed no panic.”
Lu Zheng could not help but smile. He could only cup his hands in salute. “Master has sharp eyes.”
In any case, Jue Xuan’s strength surpassed that Ben Kun’s. His arrival doomed Ben Kun’s plan to failure. He had to leave.
“Senior Brother Guang Yue, what are your plans next? Who knows when that monk might come again.” Lu Zheng asked.
Guang Yue shook his head. “Monks from the Great Glazed Temple also value face. After one failure, they will not act again.”
“Is that so.” Lu Zheng nodded. This was probably the rules that the sects followed openly. Ben Kun had not killed Guang Yue in the end, and Jue Xuan had let the other go.
At this moment, the little fat monk Yin Yin took a big bite of vegetable and asked curiously, “What if other monks come?”
After all, this was a sarira from a high monk of the Great Glazed Temple, very valuable. If Ben Kun could not act conveniently, what if others did?
“No… it should not come to that…” Guang Yue said dryly.
Lu Zheng blinked. “To be safe…”
Guang Yue continued, “I will return to my sect this New Spring.”
With the help of a high monk from Sunlight Temple, the sarira’s origin would be cleansed directly. Even if people from Great Glazed Temple came, it would be useless.
Having sorted his own affairs, Guang Yue looked at Jue Xuan and the little fat monk who were eating happily. “Is Uncle Master also bringing little junior brother back to the sect this time?”
“No.” Jue Xuan shook his head. “New Spring is always too busy every year, too tiring to stay. I brought Yin down the mountain to avoid it.”
Guang Yue, “…”
One sentence killed the conversation. Even Guang Yue could not do that.
So he turned to Lu Zheng. “How did Brother Dao know Guang Yue was in trouble and arrive just in time?”
“I did not know.” Lu Zheng said seriously. “I got bored wandering in Tonglin County, so I came out with my wife for a walk. We happened to reach near Pingtan County, so we visited. Who would have thought we almost could not see you.”
Guang Yue touched his bald head. “It seems this poor monk’s luck is good. Once in trouble, two groups came to save me.”
The little fat monk Yin Yin muttered to himself, “Almost enlightened by a monk from the Glazed Buddha Kingdom, and he dares say his luck is good. That is something.”
Guang Yue, “…”
“Abbot!”
A young novice hurried in from outside, relieving Guang Yue’s embarrassment. “Abbot, people from Dongxi Town have come. They say someone is possessed. Please perform the rite to exorcise the evil!”
“Oh? Someone possessed? Is it an evil cultivator or a ghost from the underworld? Take me to see!” Guang Yue stood up and said.
“Yes!”
Guang Yue stood up. Lu Zheng and Shen Ying also put down their chopsticks. Jue Xuan tapped Yin Yin’s fat head with his hand, so Yin Yin grabbed a big steamed bun and followed.
Before the group left the backyard, Lu Zheng’s gaze sharpened. He looked back. Sure enough, everyone frowned. Even Yin Yin put down the bun he had brought to his mouth.
“Demonic qi?” Guang Yue looked at Lu Zheng.
Lu Zheng replied, “And it is the demonic qi of the Heartless True Desire Demon Ancestor.”
Master Jue Xuan was stunned and looked at Lu Zheng. “You recognise this demonic qi?”
Lu Zheng nodded. “I have clashed with it twice.”
Once in southern border’s Jiyue Mountain, once in Da Jing’s Peach Blossom Flat.
And Guang Yue had been there for the Peach Blossom Flat incident, so he recognised it too.
“Has not the Heartless True Desire Demon Ancestor been driven out of Da Jing?” Shen Ying asked.
Master Jue Xuan said gravely, “For such a figure, though his true body is not in Da Jing, stirring up trouble here would not be difficult for him.”
Guang Yue could not help asking, “Why not go and find him, kill him directly?”
“It should not be that simple.” Master Jue Xuan shook his head. “As for the details, this old monk does not know.”
Lu Zheng shook his head. It was nothing more than not finding him or not being able to kill him. Last time, Du Huan had not said it? They fought twice without killing him, and he fled back to southern border.
From his experience using the Cloud Palace Treasure Mirror, the distance was too far. The big shots in Qin Tian Jian probably could not find him either.
“So is it not the enemy in the dark and us in the light?”
Master Jue Xuan nodded. “This is a heavenly demon divine thought reincarnated. Do you think it is so easy to deal with?”
Yin Yin muttered lowly, “Kill one if one comes. Heavenly demon divine thought reincarnated, we have killed them before.”
Lu Zheng could not help glancing at him. Young age, big tone.
Yin Yin saw Lu Zheng look at him and puffed out his chest proudly. “We are disciples of the Great Vajra Temple!”
Shen Ying gave a thumbs up. “Impressive!”
“Heh heh!”
Yin Yin interrupted, and the group soon turned from the backyard to the front courtyard, arriving at the side hall. They saw seven or eight villagers surrounding a person, waiting tensely for their arrival.
The person in the middle had dishevelled hair, drool from his mouth, and a dazed gaze. What he wore was almost unrecognisable, because he was bound like a dumpling with ropes as thick as fingers.
