This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 487: Information from the Knife
The westernmost area of ​​Kyushu Continent has always been the base of Buddhism.

The Buddhist Dasheng Temple is extremely eye-catching.

In the West, you can see that there is almost a temple every ten miles and a monastery every twenty miles. The people in the West all believe in Buddhism and recite scriptures.

The worship of Buddhism in the West today can be said to be the most prosperous since ancient times.

"Amitabha."

The grandeur of the Great Sage Temple is so magnificent that even the most powerful emperor in the world would be unable to help but praise it.

In the ancient hall of the Great Sage Temple, more than a hundred people with different appearances were sitting cross-legged.

There are bearded arhats, subduing tiger arhats, lotus arhats, sleeping arhats, and so on. These arhats have different movements and looks, but all of them have solemn and dignified expressions.

In front of these Arhats, there stood a Bodhisattva on a square lotus platform.

The Bodhisattva had an extremely peaceful face and a rather neutral appearance, making it difficult to tell whether he was male or female.

The other three lotus platforms are empty.

Above the lotus platform, there is an extremely gorgeous square platform with a huge word "Buddha" written on it, shining brightly.

However, no one was sitting on that square table.

"Lingsu Bodhisattva."

A voice came hurriedly from outside the hall. The Bodhisattva who was difficult to tell whether he was a male or a female on the lotus platform slowly opened his eyes and looked at the person who came with an expressionless face.

"Why is the traveler on the deserted platform so flustered?"

The voice of Lingsu Bodhisattva sounded, mixed with the voices of men, women, old and young, like the appearance of all living beings.

As the voice of Lingsu Bodhisattva spread, the more than one hundred Arhats in the hall slowly opened their eyes and looked at the middle-aged man who came in from the hall.

"The spiritual lamps of Lingsu Bodhisattva and Nier Bodhisattva are broken..."

The middle-aged man had a sad look on his face. He bowed to Lingsu Bodhisattva on the lotus platform and then spoke hurriedly.

Hearing his words, the atmosphere in the hall instantly became solemn.

The Bodhisattva Lingsu on the lotus platform had an unchanged look, but her voice was extremely solemn:

"I know, you should withdraw now."

"Yes."

The middle-aged man called Huangtai Xingzhe performed another Buddhist salute and then retreated.

As he left, all the Arhats who opened their eyes in the hall looked towards Lingsu Bodhisattva on the lotus platform.

Two of the four great bodhisattvas of Buddhism were lost in just two years...

This loss to Buddhism is no less than the disappearance of the Buddha.

"Lingsu Bodhisattva, who on earth is so powerful? He really doesn't take our Buddhist sect seriously!"

The Fu Hu Luohan, who had the hottest temper, couldn't stand his own temper. He didn't even chant the Buddha's name, but asked directly. He looked very strong and his voice was muffled.

Bodhisattva Lingsu just glanced at him lightly, then closed his eyes and pinched slowly between his fingers.

As he pinched his fingers, the space above his hands became illusory.

After a while, a lotus emerged in the illusory space as if guided by something.

The lotus blossomed extremely colorfully.

But in the midst of all the splendor, its petals slowly closed and then slowly shrank.

The Arhats in the hall perked up when they saw this scene and looked at the lotus intently.

It only took a breath for the lotus to retreat from its full bloom to its seed state, and then the space began to slowly expand from the lotus. Soon, the space that could be seen expanded from the lotus to ten lotuses, and then the entire pond...

Then there was a picture of a huge mountain range. When the entire Kyushu land appeared in that space, the perspective began to move, slowly shifting from the Buddhist land in the far west to the hot land in southern Xinjiang.

Then the scene showed Xuanshu Bodhisattva and Nir Bodhisattva having a conversation.

The eyes of the Arhats who saw this scene were all shining with admiration.

"The Lotus of Time by Lingsu Bodhisattva is becoming more and more shocking."

A certain Arhat looked dazed.

But no one answered him, they just looked at the scene quietly.

The picture shows a conversation between two Bodhisattvas.

"Brother, since you are here, why don't you show yourself?"

"Amitabha, pure and tranquil, without self."

"Senior Brother Xuanshu."

"..."

"When will you return to the Western Paradise, Brother?"

"Maybe some time later."

"My Buddha wants to preach in southern Xinjiang, and there is no time to delay."

"It will probably take another sixty years to preach in southern Xinjiang."

When the two of them said this, the Arhats who were watching the scene and the Bodhisattva Lingsu on the lotus platform all had a hint of doubt in their eyes.

A doubt emerged in everyone's mind.

What happened that caused Bodhisattva Xuanshu to postpone his plan to promote Buddhism?

"For this matter, our Buddha has been preparing for a hundred years. It is imperative and cannot be rejected by a word from you, Senior Brother."

"This is a matter of great importance, so I naturally know. I just wonder if you have ever heard of... emptiness is form, form is emptiness?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was stunned.

There was a flicker of astonishment in Lingsu Bodhisattva's eyes.

“Emptiness is form, and form is emptiness?”

When you first hear this sentence, you can already smell the rich Buddhist philosophy contained in it.

The more you savor it, the more you get addicted to it.

"Amitabha, the depth of the Buddhist philosophy of Xuanshu Bodhisattva has far surpassed that of this humble monk."

After Su Ling came to her senses, she exclaimed in admiration.

After hearing his words, all the Arhats in the audience remained silent.

Everyone knows that Lingsu Bodhisattva is not good at Buddhist principles.

The conversation in that space is still going on.

"Brother, your Buddhist teachings are so profound that I can only aspire to reach their level. I have no hope of catching up with you in this lifetime. These words from the Buddha are truly admirable."

"hehe."

"This is not what I think."

"Ok?"

"To be honest, these words came from Dayong Lu Yuan's mouth."

"After communicating with him today, I have benefited a lot. I will regard him as my master and ask for his advice in the future. Therefore, I will arbitrarily put aside my mission of preaching and give way to Master Lu."

……

After this conversation, everyone's eyes were fixed.

"Lu Yuanzhi..."

These three words were slowly uttered by Lingsu Bodhisattva.

"It's him?"

The news of Lu Yuan's killing of the Faceless Demon King had already spread throughout the entire continent.

The Buddhist community would naturally be aware of this news.

In addition to the Buddhist disciples sent to Dayong and the news that Lu Yuanzhi broke the Buddhist formation that year, Lu Yuanzhi's name has long been remembered by everyone in the Buddhist sect.

"Amitabha, I never thought that the young man who was better than my Buddha back then could now understand such a profound truth of my Buddhahood. I am deeply impressed."

The bearded arhat's voice slowly echoed in everyone's ears.

Bodhisattva Lingsu also sighed and said slowly:
"If this child is not born in our Buddhist sect, it will be a loss to our Buddhist sect."

"Ugh."

Everyone sighed.

As for the fact that Xuanshu Bodhisattva said he had already accepted Lu Yuanzhi as his master, everyone tacitly did not mention it.

It would be too embarrassing for a Bodhisattva in Buddhism to worship a young boy as his master.

However, everything that happened in the next scene made everyone stunned. "Boom!!!"

As Lu Yuanzhi slashed with his sword, the entire hall fell silent.

"This kid has grown to this point??!"

Many Arhats broke out in cold sweat.

They were thinking, if they were hit by this blow... there would be no chance of survival!!

Bodhisattva Lingsu also looked at this scene solemnly.

After a long while, Lingsu Bodhisattva clasped his hands together and said slowly:
"It seems that I have to go to Southern Xinjiang myself."

As soon as these words came out, all the Arhats were horrified:
"If Lingsu Bodhisattva goes to Southern Xinjiang, who will preside over our Buddha Hall? This is absolutely not allowed!"

"Amitabha, Lingsu Bodhisattva, please think twice."

"yes……"

"........."

As the voices in the hall rose and fell, the expression on Lingsu Bodhisattva's face did not change at all. He just looked at everyone calmly and asked slowly:
"If I don't go there in person, you will not be a match for this boy."

……

After these words were spoken, all the Arhats who had just been giving advice suddenly fell silent.

They looked at each other and lowered their heads.

"Moreover, the spirit dragon was raised by the Buddha himself, but it was taken by Donor Lu. If the Buddha returns one day and asks us for the spirit dragon, who will be held responsible?"

Bodhisattva Lingsu asked another soul-searching question.

No one dared to speak. Even the hot-tempered Fu Hu Luo Han could only utter a few words:

"Xuanshu Bodhisattva is definitely not a human being!"

"Amitabha, Xuanshu Bodhisattva is devoted to Buddhism. If he can exchange the spirit dragon for the truth of Buddhahood, he will naturally have no hesitation."

Ling Su sighed, sounding quite helpless.

He understood it, but he felt extremely distressed that Xuan Shu sold his grandfather's land without any regret.

"Humph!"

Subduing Tiger Arhat was choked by these words and didn't know what to say, so he just snorted coldly.

"This trip requires Subduing Tiger Arhat and this poor monk to go personally. Are you willing?"

He didn't say anything, but Lingsu Bodhisattva cast his gaze in his direction.

"Of course I am willing! I just need to ask that boy for advice!"

The Subduing Tiger Arhat tore off the huge rosary on his chest, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

Bodhisattva Lingsu did not say much, but just slowly chanted a Buddhist name.

Two rays of light flashed across the Buddhist hall, and the figures of Lingsu Bodhisattva and Fuhu Luohan had disappeared in the hall.

"If we don't return from this trip, the Bearded Arhat will take charge of the situation from now on!"

The voice of Lingsu Bodhisattva slowly dissipated.

The bearded arhat's eyes were vicissitudes and worried:

"Amitabha……"

…………

Southern Xinjiang.

Lu Yuanzhi sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes fixed on a certain place. On the surface he seemed to be in a daze, but in fact he was chatting with the Sky-tail Demon King inside his body.

"Now that I have obtained this spirit dragon, how can I force out the spirit aura in its body?"

In Lu Yuanzhi's sea of ​​consciousness, his eyes were looking at Tianwei in front of him who was dressed in green clothes.

After experiencing the extreme beauty of Xiangbo, the leader of the Rakshasa tribe, and then looking at Tianwei's appearance, Lu Yuanzhi's heart had calmed down a lot.

Hearing Lu Yuanzhi's words, Tianwei's illusory shadow slowly floated over. She looked at Lu Yuanzhi with a smile and said seriously:
"I originally wanted to tell you about this later, but I didn't expect that you would completely master the Demon King's divine body yesterday and force out my eighth heavenly tail."

At this point, she looked at Lu Yuanzhi with an extremely surprised look:

"It's a pity that you are not from my Tianwei clan. If you were born in my Tianwei clan, you would definitely be the next Demon King!"

"Tsk, the demon race is about to become extinct."

When she said this, Lu Yuanzhi just laughed and waved his hand indifferently.

"Ah."

Tianwei just responded faintly, and then a trance flashed in his beautiful eyes.

"Are you disappointed?" Lu Yuanzhi looked at her cautiously.

"No, actually, to be honest, my Tianwei tribe belongs to the Southern Border tribe... not the demon tribe. I was only temporarily the demon king of the demon tribe back then."

"Oh?" Lu Yuanzhi had actually always been very curious about what had happened in the past that could force a figure like the Tianwei Demon King to destroy himself. He looked at Tianwu's extremely beautiful face with burning eyes.

Tianwei just sighed, and didn't mean to say anything. He waved his hand and said:
"Since you have forced out the eighth tail of the Demon King's divine body, it means that you have mastered the eighth talent of my Tianwei clan, which is to refine the heaven and earth."

"Refine the heaven and earth?"

Is it so cool?

Lu Yuanzhi could tell how awesome this talent was just by hearing the name.

"Well, but it's time for you to recover to your peak."

Tianwei looked at Lu Yuanzhi and then smiled:
"Forcing out the eighth sky tail will put a heavy strain on your body."

After hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi couldn't laugh anymore.

He recalled how he felt extremely painful and weak all over after returning to the delegation's room yesterday. It was really unbearable.

If it weren't for the fact that a third-grade warrior's recovery was at the highest level, he would probably have turned into a mummy by now.

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi recalled the scene when Ji Gong acted almost the same as he did yesterday in order to help him break through to the third level, and he felt a sudden pain in his heart.

Only after experiencing this pain, do you realize how good your predecessors were to you.

"Ugh."

Lu Yuanzhi sighed and exited the sea of ​​consciousness. Sitting on the bed, he opened his eyes with an extremely complicated expression.

"I am afraid that I will never be able to repay Mr. Ji's kindness in this lifetime."

After saying this, his eyes became extremely firm:
"Yixing will definitely be able to revive Lord Ji! Please wait for a moment, Lord Ji!"

As he spoke, he slowly stood up.

After a day of recovery, although he is still far from his peak, his daily movements are no longer hindered.

After leaving the house, he slowly took out a precious sword from his scripture space.

He looked at the scarlet sword in his hand with extremely sharp eyes.

For no reason, a very familiar feeling flashed through his heart.

This feeling made him a little dazed.

This familiar feeling... well... it should be that this sword has been with me since the day it was forged, and it has already formed a bond with me over such a long time.

"Knife."

Lu Yuanzhi hesitated for a moment and called out softly.

The scene of the knife calling him after it mutated emerged in his mind.

It was definitely not an illusion, he heard the voice clearly.

"Buzz!"

As if it heard its master's call, the red knife flashed with light.

"Master...I...miss...you"

?

After hearing this, Lu Yuanzhi frowned tightly.

This statement is incomprehensible.

I have never dated you...

Lu Yuanzhi's mouth twitched and he came to a conclusion.

This knife has just gained intelligence and has not yet grown up. I will try to communicate with it after some time...

(End of this chapter)