On the top of a desolate snowy mountain, Luo Kai sat cross-legged on a large rock, looking up at the starry sky.
The stars in the sky seemed to be within reach, emitting a faint light. Traces of gentle light energy were constantly gathering, forming a light beam that poured into his eyes, resisting the erosion of his consciousness by the evil energy in his body.
All the skin and flesh on his body had turned purplish black, shriveled and withered, looking like a zombie in the legends. The violent evil energy had transformed him into a living dead. The original life cycle of a carbon-based creature had been completely destroyed, replaced by the evil energy cycle. His blood no longer flowed with blood, but with the materialized evil energy. Except for the light energy without any attribute, any energy that entered his body would be cleansed by the evil energy.
At the last moment, if the Void Piercing Bird had not taken him away from the center of the baleful energy, his consciousness would have been assimilated by the baleful energy. 'I think, therefore I am.' If he had completely merged with the energy, his consciousness would no longer be dominated by 'me', and 'me' might no longer exist.
The sky gradually turned white, the sun rose, and the stars gradually disappeared.
Luo Kai sighed secretly and began to seal his consciousness and body, entering a state of deep sleep. Not long after, the cold wind and snow blew in his face, turning him into an ice sculpture.
After a long time, a stream of light flashed, spinning in the air and landing on the large rock in front of him. The originally hard rock immediately let out a buzzing sound, unable to bear the weight, and sank a little. It was a crisp little bird. It looked curiously at Luo Kai, who had turned into an ice sculpture, and stretched out its small beak to peck a few times. "Chirp chirp …!"
Luo Kai opened his eyes again, wriggled slightly, and the ice on his body immediately shattered. Looking at the beautiful little bird in front of him, a warm smile appeared on his face. "Thank you, little one."
The only response he got was a chirp. The Sky Piercing Bird rubbed against his body and yawned like a human. It then curled up its wings and went to sleep.
Luo Kai looked up at the blue sky, and many thoughts emerged in his mind. Every time he lingered on the edge of death, it would make it easier for him to see himself and the meaning of life. Evil energy represented the power of destruction. Although destruction was also a part of the cycle of reincarnation, he had not yet reached the state of death. Deep in his heart, he was always full of love for this vast, endless, complex and colorful world.
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The earth was still wreaking havoc with ice and snow. A dilapidated town stood alone on the earth. This was the town closest to the Great Snowy Mountain in the Cloud Edge. If it was in the past, this town would be extremely lively. This was because this was the gateway to the Heavenly Thunder Palace, one of the three holy lands of the human race. Every year, countless Buddhist disciples would try to go to the Heavenly Thunder Palace to learn the essence of Buddhism.
But now, the town's main buildings had been destroyed by the ferocious beasts, leaving behind only broken walls and a large number of shattered bones and corpses.
Pu Guang and Wei Tuo stood at the edge of the town, looking into the distance expressionlessly. Two people, a man and a woman, walked over from the snow, dragging a tall "corpse" behind them.
The two people were the emissaries sent by the Abyss Temple to the Heavenly Thunder Palace. The woman was called Ning Henhe, the adopted daughter of the Night Saint, Ning Huizhi. The other was an old man in a monk's robe, who looked like a dried corpse. He was the backbone of an ancient cult in the south, named Bassoon.
Gu was one of the most ancient life forms. It was so old that it was still at the beginning of the world. It was at the same level as viruses and bacteria, and even had a great relationship with the birth of life. In ancient times, there were great wise people who developed methods to use these microorganisms. Gu was thus born. They liked to use some evil methods to raise Gu, which was not tolerated by the world, and was listed as a cult.
Now, some of the ancient cult organizations in the human race had been annexed by the Abyss Temple, including Gu. These two people had been lurking in the Great Snowy Mountain in the Cloud Edge all these years, responsible for communicating with the Heavenly Thunder Palace.
Before entering, Pu Guang could not help but ask, "Why haven't you taken out the Bodhi Sarira?"
"Master, don't worry, I can take out the Bodhi Sarira at any time, but you should also fulfill the things you promised us."
The two people quickened their pace and flashed in front of the corpse. It could be clearly seen that the limbs of the corpse they were dragging had shrunk, and only the torso was left with a faint wisp of golden flowing light.
Pu Guang carefully stared at the corpse for a while, and felt that the dense Buddhist power contained in the Bodhi Sarira was still in it. Only then did he feel relieved. He took out a small wooden fish and said, "This is the divine weapon of my Heavenly Thunder Palace, Striking Thunder. As for the hundred corpses, they have been taken away by the extraterrestrial creatures. I can't do anything about it."
Ning Henhe reached out and took it. She gently knocked on it, and a puzzled look appeared on her face. She asked, "This is the divine weapon of Yang?
Why do I feel that something is wrong? "
Pu Guang frowned slightly and said, "My Senior Brother once used it to perform the Heavenly Thunder Buddha Sound. It can't be wrong."
A smile appeared on Ning Henhe's face. She carefully put the wooden fish into her pocket, looked around, and asked, "I heard that you killed the complete body of the Eight-clawed Ice Spider?"
Pu Guang shook his head and said, "It was killed by Tuoba Xiong. The Heavenly Class Body Technique is indeed worthy of its reputation. I'm afraid there are not many things in the world that can withstand the power of Anjin."
"Oh, it seems that the Tuoba family is not easy to deal with."
Ning Henhe pondered for a while, and then said, "According to the original agreement, we will give you Huanzhen Elixirs every year to help you consolidate your lifespan, and at the same time help you obtain the inheritance of the Sarira. But you have to exchange the Striking Thunder and the corpses of the hundred corpses. Now that you can't fulfill your promise with the corpses of the hundred corpses, it will be difficult to deal with."
Pu Guang's expression turned cold, and his eyes emitted a trace of golden light. He said, "Could it be that Old Benefactor Ning wants to go back on his word?"
Ning Henhe chuckled, and did not care about the pressure emitted by the high-level body master. She said, "My father naturally will not go back on his word. We still hope that you can become a Saint and help us deal with Yunshan and the Heavenly Brocade. But … others think that the Bodhi Sarira is a supreme treasure. In fact, it is useless for people who do not cultivate Buddhism. It can even harm their lives. Master, are you confident that you can inherit the memory in the Bodhi Sarira?"
Pu Guang said coldly, "I dare not say that my Buddhist cultivation is extremely high, but in the Heavenly Thunder Palace, there are only two or three people who can compare with me. Now that these two or three people have all died, I am the only one who can inherit the Bodhi Sarira in this world."
"It's best that Master is confident. Well … we can change the terms of the deal. We only need Master's Heavenly Thunder Palace to do a favor. After the matter is done, the Bodhi Sarira will naturally be given."
Pu Guang clenched the Buddhist staff in his hand and said in a low voice, "What terms?"
"I won't hide it from Master. Currently, the Holy Temple has controlled three suzerains in the South. The next step is to seize the Sky Combat Army of the Tuoba family and completely control the Central Theater of Operations!"
Pu Guang's expression changed. "You want to deal with the Tuoba family?"
Ning Henhe said seriously, "That's right. It's just that the Tuoba family is one of the oldest families of the Human Tribe. They have a deep foundation. Although they don't have any Saints, they have as many as five high-level physical teachers. Three of them are already old, so there's nothing to be afraid of. Tuoba Xiong and Tuoba Ying, however, are not so easy to deal with. We need the help of the master and the remaining disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Palace.
Pu Guang did not immediately agree. Instead, he closed his eyes and fell into deep thought. The Sky Combat Army led by the Tuoba family was the mainstay of the human race in the South Theater of Operations. Once it was defeated, the Ferocious Beasts would most likely invade. However, this was secondary.
The most important thing was that after this incident, he faintly felt that he might not be able to control the Saint's Inheritance that he had been looking forward to. Not only him, but all the disciples of the Heavenly Thunder Palace would not be able to control it. That was why the Master had not decided on the next generation of Saints. In the end, he secretly arranged for someone to give the Bodhi Sarira to a disciple of the Luozha Sect who did not cultivate the Way of the Soul. Rather than saying that it was an inheritance, it was better to say that the Bodhi Sarira was placed on him to wait for the fated person. Unfortunately, it was too late to figure it out now.
The scene fell silent. Only the whistling cold wind and the snowflakes were left. The world was bleak.
After a long time, Skanda asked, "Where's Po?"
Ning Henhe was staring at the corpse on the ground in a daze and did not answer.
Ong replied in a hoarse voice, "He was taken away by the two old men, Mu Sou and Yin-Yang Monk."
"They're here too?"
Ong chuckled, "More than that. I estimate that there were no less than two digits of high-level Physique Masters at the Heavenly Thunder Palace yesterday. Some old monsters who have not appeared in the world for a long time have also come."
Skanda frowned, "Yin-Yang Monk is a natural hermaphrodite. He also cultivates the Tantric Dual Cultivation Method, which is a branch of Buddhism. Both men and women do not discriminate. I'm afraid Po is in danger."
"She's just a little girl. I didn't expect Grand Duke Skanda to have the heart of a Bodhisattva. Haha."
Skanda's face turned cold, "Po's grandfather is the chief of the largest business group in Higashimogami Province, the Green Lotus Business Alliance. The Hunter's Guild is run by the Green Lotus Business Alliance. Moreover, the Green Lotus Business Alliance is backed by the Three-Eyed Race, one of the four major branches of the human race. If Yin-Yang Monk dares to provoke them, he will have to face endless assassinations unless he stays in the Longyang Temple for the rest of his life. Even if he has the protection of a Saint, it will not end well for him."
Ong smiled awkwardly and did not respond. Now, other than the official power represented by the top nobles, the biggest power of the human race was the Business Alliance. They had a lot of financial resources, including precious gene medicine and all kinds of high-level Direbeast materials. If a bottle of high-level gene medicine was put up as a reward, even high-level Physique Masters who had been in seclusion for a long time would flock to take action.
Not to mention that there was an even bigger power behind the scenes, the Three-Eyed Race. The Three-Eyed Race had always been keeping a low profile. They did not show their power on the surface, but they were definitely terrifying in the dark. There were even rumors that the Three-Eyed Race had Saints.