Chapter 394: Guided by the Buddha, is it his doing?

Chapter 394: Guided by the Buddha, is it his doing?

Windflow Realm.

The forest was tinged with green, and the land was covered in verdant hues.

Yesterday, it was an autumnal scene with maple leaves, and today, it had transformed into spring.

Ning Tou stood on a mountain path, her eyes filled with reminiscence, "This place used to be a solitary peak with many caves. When I was young, I hid here for an entire year."

At that moment, Jin Si Que chimed in, her eyes sparkling, "This young miss remembers a delicious red fruit, but I haven't had the chance to eat it again."

Qiyuan tightened his grip on Jin Si Que and Ning Tou's divine domain was related to time and space.

First, he carved the primordial talent in the Ten Thousand Demons Gate and experienced the reincarnation of the Great Demon.

The demoness, who should have been plotting and scheming, was replaced by Jin Si Que, who had been foolishly following him around, playing the role of an alternative demoness. She had even brought him to hide in a cave.

"Do you want to go back in time and find that fruit again?" Qiyuan asked.

Ning Tou's divine domain allowed her to manipulate time and space.

She couldn't reverse time or resurrect the dead, but she could reshape the past and cause a similar fruit to grow on a tree.

"No need," Ning Tou said with a smile, "It might have only tasted good in my memories. If I eat it again, it might not be as special."

Her gaze fell upon the peak of the mountain.

There, a Buddhist pagoda stood tall, solemn and majestic, with ancient eaves adorned with hanging copper bells.

As the bells chimed, the copper bells rang out in unison.

"I never thought that in the Windflow Realm, the Ten Thousand Buddhas would be revered," Ning Tou's eyes carried a hint of disappointment.

The former Blood Palace, once the most powerful force in the Windflow Realm, had faded into obscurity a hundred years after the Blood Sovereign's disappearance.

Qiyuan's enemy, the demoness, had been killed, and the source of the sun's destruction had been taken away.

As for the Blood Sovereign's achievements, no one sang their praises anymore.

Qiyuan understood Ning Tou's thoughts and smiled, "Why bother with unimportant opinions?"

Ning Tou nodded and said softly, "Nowadays, the Windflow Realm is filled with Buddhist temples and shrines.

In a month, the Great Assembly of Ten Thousand Buddhas will be held, and all the Buddhas from the higher realms will likely attend."

Qiyuan pondered, "According to the nature of the Ten Thousand Varieties Gate, do you think it will appear during the assembly?"

Qiyuan had a guess about the timing of the Ten Thousand Varieties Gate's appearance.

It was when significant events occurred and the power of a realm converged.

"It's possible," Ning Tou agreed.

At that moment, Jin Si Que suddenly laughed excitedly, "Hehe, this broken gate will finally become my family's gate!"

It was clear that Jin Si Que held a grudge against the Ten Thousand Varieties Gate.

She didn't understand why that guy, the Blood Sovereign, had to guard the gate every day.

Did the Ten Thousand Varieties Gate have anything good to offer?

Now that it was about to become her family's gate, Jin Si Que felt delighted.

"The Buddhist teachings here are quite interesting, and they come from the higher realms.

Doesn't that mean these baldies are my... white moonlights?"

Qiyuan's thoughts wandered.

Beings from the higher realms surely possessed higher realm divine arts.

For Qiyuan, these higher realm divine arts were all nourishment for the 'Qiyuan Scripture'.

"Should we tour the Windflow Realm and seek alms while we're at it?" Qiyuan looked at the mountain temples, "It seems I have a connection with the Buddha!"

This was truly a connection!

After all, the higher realm cultivation techniques had a deep connection with him.

And these monks who offered Buddhist teachings were all white moonlights.

Although it didn't sound right to call white moonlights monks, true love didn't care about worldly opinions.

Jin Si Que's eyes sparkled with anticipation, "Let's go! This young miss hasn't gone alms-seeking before!"

However, at that moment, a sudden, urgent cry for help interrupted them.

Qiyuan looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old woman hanging halfway down a cliff on the mountain path, desperately clinging to a pine root.

Her face was filled with anxiety.

The pine root showed signs of strain, as if it might snap at any moment under the weight.

Not far away, a girl witnessed the scene, her heart filled with worry, but she had no idea how to help.

"Help! Someone, please help!"

This girl was named Bai Bai Xiang, a cute and lovable figure with exceptional strength.

Unfortunately, due to her penchant for causing trouble, her cultivation had been sealed by her master.

Seeing the current situation, she could only feel anxious and helpless.

Just then, a gentle voice suddenly spoke up.

"Let's start today's good deeds with you."

A blood-red streak of light flew by and landed on the old woman.

The old woman immediately rose from the cliff and landed safely on the road.

Bai Bai Xiang breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the man who had saved the old woman, her eyes widening slightly in surprise. She blinked in disbelief.

Could there be an admirer of the Blood Sovereign in this world? The blood-red robe he wore was almost identical to her master's, and it fit him perfectly.

There was no doubt; he was an admirer of the Blood Sovereign.

Unfortunately, being an admirer of the Blood Sovereign was now a 'small circle culture', and it couldn't compare to the widespread worship of the bald monks.

When she finally got a clear look at the rescuer's face, her heart filled with delight.

As expected, the men were handsome and the women were beautiful, all admirers of the Blood Sovereign.

However, upon seeing the two women beside the handsome man, her eyes narrowed, feeling a sense of shame and embarrassment.

What kind of peerless beauty was this, with such heavenly charm?

If she could have one of these women, she would die without regret. If she could have both, she might as well stay alive, or else it would be too much of a pity.

Without hesitation, she hurried over to greet them, after all, it was rare to encounter fellow enthusiasts on the road.

But then, she saw the man in the blood robe looking at the woman, his expression kind: "Hey, according to the development of events, you should thank me."

Doing a good deed and receiving a thank you was only natural.

The dispirited woman finally snapped out of her daze. Hearing Zhi Qi's words, her eyes flickered.

Say thank you?

The woman seemed to have thought of something, turned around, and looked at the Buddhist pagoda on the mountain peak, her expression sincere.

"Thank the Buddha for displaying divine might and saving the believer from the midst of water and fire.

The believer will surely abstain from meat and chant Buddha, sincerely worshipping the Buddha!"

As she spoke, she even knocked her head a few times, her attitude earnest.

This left Zhi Qi stunned, and he was a bit unhappy: "Thank the Buddha, but shouldn't you thank me?"

But the woman replied: "You came to save me, and it was all arranged by the Buddha. The believer naturally thanks the Buddha!"

For Zhi Qi, who had saved her life, there was not a hint of gratitude in her eyes.

Or perhaps, she didn't want to express gratitude. If she did, wouldn't she have to offer a reward?

Most importantly, at the moment of her peril, she had prayed to the Buddha in this pagoda in her heart.

It was clear that this was the Buddha's compassion, manifesting divine might and arbitrarily choosing someone to rescue her.

Naturally, she should thank the Buddha.

At this moment, Bai Bai Xiang ran over, her face also filled with anger: "The most disgusting are the followers of these monks."

She had used some, obviously not killing all the believers.

Hearing this, Zhi Qi smiled.

The followers of the divine often had this kind of nature.

You helped them, but not only would they not thank you, they would instead believe it was the guidance of the divine.

"Are you sure this is the guidance of your Buddha?" Zhi Qi looked at the old woman, his expression calm.

The old woman stared at Zhi Qi, and even though she knew he was a celestial master, she wasn't afraid, clearly a fanatical believer.

"In this temple, there's a True Buddha guarding it, so it's naturally the guidance of the True Buddha!" The old woman spoke with certainty.

For Zhi Qi, there wasn't even a shred of gratitude.

At this moment, the girl beside him seemed to notice the strangeness in Zhi Qi's eyes and quickly reminded him: "Within this Buddhist pagoda, there's a Half-Sixth Realm Buddha seated, so don't cause trouble!"

The Half-Sixth Realm Buddha was a Yin Deity.

Bai Bai Xiang felt that Zhi Qi was about to take action against the old woman and quickly tried to stop him.

Zhi Qi smiled and, looking at the Buddhist pagoda on the peak, extended his finger.

"You, the Half-Sixth Realm Buddha in seclusion, come over here, I have something to ask you!"

His voice was vast, like divine sound, echoing throughout the entire mountain peak at this moment.

Inside the pagoda, the ancient bell rang loudly, and Buddhist light suddenly filled the air.

Bai Bai Xiang was stunned by this sight, covering her mouth: "That's the Half-Sixth Realm Buddha, how dare you!"

Her master was a great figure from a million years ago and was considered a hegemon in the Windflow Realm.

After a million years, her master had also entered the Half-Sixth Realm.

However, for the Buddhas in the Upper World, they also kept their distance.

After all, these Buddhas not only had formidable strength but also deep backgrounds.

They were simply not to be provoked.

Even the peak Blood Palace couldn't afford to offend these Buddhas.

As a result, the man in the blood robe shouted... What did he mean?

Zhi Qi's voice was vast, echoing throughout the pagoda, angering hundreds of monks.

"Who dares to make a ruckus in front of the Buddhist pagoda!"

"Why not bow to the Half-Sixth Realm Buddha!"

The monks were used to throwing their weight around, and naturally, they were furious at the shouting.

But deep within the pagoda, the Half-Sixth Realm Buddha, whose body emitted golden light, suddenly woke up.

Cold sweat formed on his forehead.

This... realm?

Within the pagoda, golden light flashed, and the Half-Sixth Realm Buddha's tall figure appeared.

Countless monks and believers knelt in sincere worship.

A voice filled with Buddhist nature echoed at this moment.

"What brings the benefactor to the Little Buddha Treasure?"

The Half-Sixth Realm Buddha's eyes carried a hint of apprehension.

He was curious about Zhi Qi.

However, behind him was the Buddha Kingdom, so he wasn't afraid of ordinary Yin Deities.

"Come over here!"

Seeing that the Half-Sixth Realm Buddha was still talking, Zhi Qi extended his finger and pulled.

Instantly, the world's energy was restrained.

The Half-Sixth Realm Buddha's face revealed a terrified expression.

Even with the Buddhist light shining upon him and his divine power surging, he couldn't struggle free.

His eyes showed a look of horror.

This was... not an ordinary Myth!

The high and mighty Half-Sixth Realm Buddha was directly pulled down by Zhi Qi like a chick.

All the monks were shocked, their hearts feeling like something had shattered.

And the old woman's face turned ashen.

(End)

Because, that venerable and solemn semi-Buddha, who is usually not seen by ordinary people, was now stooping, bowing like a lackey, smiling apologetically at the blood-roed man: "Senior, where did this little monk offend you?"

The man in question was a mythic elder.

In the upper world, below the Yang Immortal, a mythic elder was a powerful figure in their own right.

He, a mere semi-Buddha, was nothing compared to such a figure!

As for the old woman, her illusions were shattered, her face deathly pale.

"Earlier, I saved her, and she said it was your guidance. Was it your guidance?" Qi Yuan pointed at the old woman and asked.

Didn’t you say it was the Buddha’s guidance that saved her?

Now I’ve brought the Buddha here for a face-to-face confrontation.

Let’s see what you have to say!

Qi Yuan was very serious and meticulous in his actions.

Even a stray dog barking at him would make him sit down and discuss the matter with the dog for half an hour until the dog apologized.

After all, living in this world, isn’t cultivation all about freedom and joy?

The face of the semi-Buddha changed several times. He looked at the old woman, then at Qi Yuan, on the verge of tears but unable to cry.

Is this all?

Just for such a trivial matter, he was brought here like a little chick.

His dignity was completely lost!

Also, this mythic elder, why is he acting so... strangely!

"The little monk dares not to guide you, it would be a great honor for you to guide the little monk!" The semi-Buddha said with deep resentment towards the old woman.

Qi Yuan smiled warmly when he heard this: "Did you hear that, your Buddha said I saved you, not because of his guidance.

Now, shouldn’t you say thank you to me?!"

The old woman’s face was deathly pale, her faith shattered.

Though she was saved, a simple "thank you" couldn’t come out of her mouth.

At this moment, not far away, Ningtou’s eyes flashed with a cold look: "If it was the Buddha’s guidance, respect the Buddha now and see if he will guide or not."

She glanced at the old woman, who was once again floating above the cliff, still clutching the ancient tree root.

"Help... help me..."

She cried out in a desperate scream, but this time, the true Buddha did not guide her.

...

"Senior, this is all the divine arts of the little monk!"

At the Buddha tower, the semi-Buddha’s attitude was extremely humble.

He looked at Qi Yuan as if he were looking at a plague Deity.

Qi Yuan accepted the divine arts and smiled warmly: "How many great light ones are there in the lower world? Are they all as rich as you?"

The semi-Buddha heard this, feeling somewhat puzzled, while also curious about Qi yuan’s background.

"there are two thousand semi-Buddhas in the lowerworld." the semi-Buddha replied.

Qi yuan’s eyes lit up: "how many divine arts would you give if I caught all these monks?"

a divine art, for the advancement of the "Qi yu an sutra" in the stellar golden Core chapter, is no less than a new stellar Golden core.

a divine art, a stellar Golden core!

Qi yuan naturally beamed.

the semi-Buddha smiled awkwardly but did not respond.

at this moment, qi yuan asked: "help me find some people, as compensation for being misunderstood."

"Who?" the semi-Buddha looked curious.

"Um, Bai ze, and also the foolish daoist, ling ya yi..."

qi yu an was lazy to find people himself.

if he found people, it would easily disrupt the flow of the world.

after all, he was too powerful.

so, he let this semi-Buddha do it.

"bai ze? you say it’s not the great sun radiant Buddha’s disciple?" the semi-Buddha’s face slightly changed.

not far away, bai baixiang heard this and also looked slightly changed, eyeing qi yuan with suspicion.

her master was bai he, and the people following her, was bai di.

and the people mentioned by the blood robed man, were they not... once the northern demon thirteen?

suddenly, her gaze fell on ningtou, her heart racing.

mofei... her heart raced.

dry grandfather?

qi yu an did not notice bai bai xiang: "right, how, do you have his news?"

he was barely considered half his disciple, some incense connection.

seeing your face, m of ei, he’s not doing well?"

qi yuan smiled lightly.

this semi-Buddha was shaken.

he couldn’t quite figure out, this mythic... what kind of divine figure is he?

after all, bai ze was the great sun radiant Buddha’sdiscip le, if notunexpected, would unif ye the buddhas Kingdom,.

this person actually said bai ze was half his disciple, wasn’t he fear such a great cause and effect?

or... he not a mythic?!

the semi-Buddha’s heart trembled.

he was somewhat unclear, this mythic... what kind of divine figure is he?

after all, bai ze is the great sun radiant buddha’s disciple, unexpectedly, would unify the buddha kingdom, become the buddha ancestor.

this person actually daresay that bai ze is half his disciple, really not fear such a great cause and effect?

or... he is not a mythic?!

(End)

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