Chapter 3553: Do You Regret It?
Chapter 3553: Chapter 3553: Do You Regret It?
Night fell.
A bright moon hung high, stars scattered across the sky.
West Desert Lingzhou.
Although this province was not very large, not comparable to Central Earth Immortal State, North Cold Ming State, or Donghua Divine Continent,
it was, however, a special existence within the Jiuzhou Immortal Domain.
Because the entire West Desert Lingzhou was filled with Buddhist Practitioners, Buddhist Path forces flourished, and the power of faith was abundant.
And in the central region of West Desert Lingzhou there was a top-tier Buddhist Path force, named "Xumi Sacred Land."
Xumi Sacred Land covered tens of thousands of li, with undulating mountains, flowing rivers, luxuriant flowers and grasses, truly a pure land of the Buddhist ultimate techniques.
One Buddha temple after another, Buddha halls and Buddha palaces rose on the mountaintops, radiating dazzling golden Buddhist light that illuminated Heaven and Earth.
On the mountaintops sat countless monks in meditation, chanting scriptures, swallowing and spitting the spiritual qi of heaven and earth, gathering the power of faith, currently engaged in Cultivation and Enlightenment.
The sound of chanting echoed through Heaven and Earth, spreading in all directions, as if it could cleanse one’s heart.
Especially in the very center of Xumi Sacred Land, there stood a great mountain, named "Xumi Mountain."
This mountain rose a hundred thousand zhang high, like a Sky-Supporting Pillar propping up the Cangqiong and the earth.
Cloud Sea floated around it, Stars encircled it, magnificently beautiful and unfathomably mysterious.
And on the summit of the mountain sat a grand and magnificent Buddha temple, named "Great Leiyin Temple."
At this moment.
In the main hall of Great Leiyin Temple, monks were seated cross-legged one after another.
Seated at the very front was an old monk in a kasaya, with gray brows and beard, a thin figure.
This old monk was precisely the current Saint Master of Xumi Sacred Land, the Xumi Saint Master.
The eyelids of Xumi Sacred Land lightly lifted as he spoke faintly, "It has already been more than twenty days. Have Wa Palace, Jiuli Demon Palace, Ancient Demon Sacred Land and the other great powers given any reply?"
A thin old monk pressed his palms together and replied, "Reporting to Saint Master, up to now, Wa Palace and the other great powers have not given any reply!"
"Amitabha Buddha..."
The Xumi Saint Master pressed his palms together, intoned the Buddha’s name, and sighed, "That group of Demons from Ancient Demon Sacred Land still refuse to repent.
It seems those Demons have no intention of apologizing to us, of confessing their sins..."
A middle-aged monk said in a deep voice, "Saint Master, now that Ancient Demon Sacred Land has entangled itself with Wa Palace, Jiuli Demon Palace, Yuhua Immortal Country, Futu Divine Palace and Yaochi Holy Land and the other great powers all together!
I worry those Demons, once shamed into anger, will join hands with those forces to break in and rescue their people by force!"
"Hmph!"
A slightly plump old monk snorted coldly and said, "If those Demons really dare to come, that would be the perfect chance to take this opportunity to wipe them all out!"
"Since ancient times Buddhist Demon have never coexisted. These past thirty-odd years, those Demons have never known repentance and have been at odds with us!
Since that is the case, then simply exterminate them outright, and we can also bring blessing to all living beings under Heaven!"
"Even if those Demons unite with other powers, they still absolutely cannot be our match!"
"If Wa Palace, Jiuli Demon Palace, Yuhua Immortal Country, Futu Holy Hall and Yaochi Holy Land and the other great powers truly steel their hearts to help them, what should we do then? Are we to exterminate them all as well?"
"All who stand with Ancient Demon Sacred Land are Demons; naturally they must all be wiped out to the last!"
"But once we truly do that, will it not plunge the world into great chaos?"
At this moment, the monks present all began to argue.
"Silence!"
The Xumi Saint Master barked, his voice like a great bell, resounding through the entire hall, deafening.
All the monks present fell silent, lifting their eyes to look at the Xumi Saint Master.
The Xumi Saint Master pondered for a moment, then said, "If we can avoid becoming hostile with Wa Palace and the other great powers, naturally it is best not to become hostile!
Of course, if Wa Palace and the other great powers insist on helping Ancient Demon Sacred Land, then let them witness the true strength of our Xumi Sacred Land!
My Xumi Sacred Land is the orthodox Buddhist Path, with Buddha’s power vast and mighty, and will surely overawe all petty villains on the four sides!"
"Amitabha Buddha!"
The monks present all chanted the Buddha’s name in unison.
The Xumi Saint Master continued, "During this period you must be extra vigilant. Inform all Buddhist Path forces in West Desert Lingzhou of this matter, so that everyone may guard against that group of Demons invading in full force!"
"Yes!"
All the monks responded in unison.
After that, many monks rose one after another and left Great Leiyin Temple.
At the same time.
The back mountain of Xumi Sacred Land.
Several thousand li away from Xumi Mountain stood a high mountain, tens of thousands of zhang tall, named "Getault Mountain."
And halfway up the mountain, there was a precipice, named "Siguoyan."
A middle-aged monk with a tall, straight figure, dressed in white monk robes, with well-defined features and a handsome face, sat cross-legged at the edge of Siguoyan.
The middle-aged monk’s eyes were slightly closed; dazzling golden Buddhist light flickered around him, while ancient Buddhist Path Ancient Characters and runes revolved around his body, incomparably profound and mysterious.
This middle-aged monk was precisely the previous generation’s number one Heavenly Pride of Xumi Sacred Land, the "Wu Nian Buddha Child," Li Wenchan.
Back then, Li Wenchan had stood out among all the younger generation in Xumi Sacred Land, his Buddha affinity extremely deep, and he even obtained part of Amitabha Buddha Emperor’s inheritance, and was entrusted with great hopes by Xumi Sacred Land.
However, a little over thirty years ago, Li Wenchan had an illicit relationship with the Demon Saintess Mo Xi, which enraged all of Xumi Sacred Land like thunder; they then confined him here, to reflect on his faults and repent.
To prevent Li Wenchan from escaping, the elders of Xumi Sacred Land laid down an Eighty-one Layers of Array around Getault Mountain, sealing him here, unable to leave by even half a step.
And a thousand li away from Getault Mountain stood a golden Buddha tower tens of thousands of zhang high.
This tower was named "Sealing Demon Tower," and it had a total of nine levels.
On it were inscribed all kinds of ancient Ancient Characters and runes, as well as totems of tens of thousands of Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, Heavenly Kings, Arhats and the like.
Especially the six Ancient Characters "Namo Amitabha Buddha" were the largest, branded upon the tower’s body.
Within the Sealing Demon Tower was imprisoned the previous generation’s number one Heavenly Pride of the younger generation of Ancient Demon Sacred Land, the "Ancient Demon Saintess," Mo Xi.
Although Getault Mountain was only a thousand li away from the Sealing Demon Tower, it was still a distance that Li Wenchan and Mo Xi could not cross.
Just then.
"Li Wenchan, how long do those bastard damn monks plan to keep this old lady locked up?!"
An angry voice rang out in Li Wenchan’s mind.
Li Wenchan slowly opened his eyes, brilliant golden Buddhist light flashing in his pupils, and lifted his gaze toward the distant Sealing Demon Tower.
Thus, the one speaking was precisely Mosie.
"This poor monk does not know."
Li Wenchan let out a long sigh and shook his head.
Mo Xi immediately began cursing, "A bunch of hypocritical damn monks—if they’ve got any guts, just kill this old lady!
They won’t kill, they won’t release—what the hell do they want?!
When this old lady gets out, I’ll definitely wipe out these bastards, these damn monks!"
Li Wenchan sighed and said, "Mo Xi, it’s already been thirty years. Can’t you change your temper a little?"
"Can’t change it, this old lady’s just got this kind of temper!"
Mo Xi replied carelessly, then asked, "Li Wenchan, all these years you’ve never given me a clear answer!
Being with me—do you regret it?"
Li Wenchan, however, remained silent and did not answer.
Mo Xi let out a sigh and said, "You must regret it, don’t you?
If you hadn’t been with me, by now you’d surely be seated in the position of Xumi Saint Master, revered and worshiped by countless people, and wouldn’t have been trapped here for so many years..."