I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 69: Southern Wasteland, Southern Wasteland is beyond salvation [Thank you, please read on]

Return to the Zen room.

Xiao Luoyang, who had been asleep, had already woken up.

I saw her sitting on the edge of the bed, supporting her chin with both hands, with her head lowered, wondering what she was thinking about.

The two bare feet hung on the edge of the bed, swaying back and forth.

This look is indescribably cute.

"Big brother!"

After seeing Jin Chan, Xiao Luoyang couldn't wait to jump off the bed, and dived directly into the other's arms without even putting on his shoes.

"It's so late, why haven't you slept yet?"

Jin Chan rubbed Xiao Luoyang's head lovingly and asked gently.

"I'm dreaming, I can't sleep."

"Big brother, I have learned a lot of words in the past few days. I have also read Buddhist scriptures, military books, and books on the Hundred Schools of Thought."

Little Luoyang was counting on his fingers and muttering to himself.

"That's because our little Luoyang is smart. It has nothing to do with her."

Jin Chan's words caused Li Yingtai to be very dissatisfied.

"Bah, I have received the orthodox royal education of the Tang Dynasty. How could a little girl like me learn so quickly?"

"Ah!"

Jin Chan just rolled his eyes at Li Yingtai, apparently not intending to continue on this topic.

"Tell me, what have you discovered in the past few days?"

Jin Chan poured two cups of tea, drank one himself, and pushed the other in front of Li Yingtai.

"More than half an hour ago, I saw a group of people in black robes go to the main hall. The thing they were holding in their arms was most likely the dead baby you mentioned!"

Li Yingtai told Jin Chan exactly what he had seen before.

"And what else? What did you discover about yourself?"

Jin Chan was actually very curious about what this Pu Du Xian Shi saw in Li Yingtai.

"It's a long story."

Li Yingtai lowered his head, rubbing his hands back and forth, and even his expression became much more solemn.

"Let's make it short. We will set out to deal with Master Pudu and leave the Southern Wasteland as soon as possible!"

The sudden words startled Li Yingtai.

He had only stayed in the Buddhist temple for thirteen days. Where did Jin Chan's inexplicable self-confidence come from?
Although he couldn't figure it out, Li Yingtai didn't ask any more questions.

“I only bowed down to the Buddha statue once when I was a child!”

"However, it's not that I don't want to worship Buddha, but most Buddha statues can't stand my worship."

Li Yingtai slowly began to recount an interesting story from the past.

At that time, Li Yingtai had not yet changed into men's clothes. When she was about four years old, she went with her mother to the largest Xingshan Temple in Chang'an City to worship Buddha.

It was just that when Li Yingtai knelt on the mat and kowtowed for the first time.

All the Buddha statues in the temple cracked and shattered into pieces the moment her head hit the ground.

Even the golden Buddha statue was cracked in two.

From that day on, the whole Chang'an City was filled with rumors that a person who was despised by Buddhism had appeared in the royal family!

In order to avoid causing unnecessary trouble, the King of Tang forbade the four-year-old Li Yingtai to go to any temple.

Even watching from afar is not allowed.

"So you are still a supreme being? I don't see how you are any different!"

After listening to this, Jin Chan actually became interested.

With one hand supporting his own chin, he lifted Li Yingtai's jaw with the other and looked at him carefully and with great interest.

"What supreme power? I am just an alien abandoned by Buddhism."

Li Yingtai angrily slapped Jin Chan's hand away and said with some disappointment.

You know, I suffered a lot for a long time because of this incident.

If it weren't for the fact that there were so many different religious beliefs flourishing among the people in the Tang Dynasty, and Buddhism was not the only dominant religion, I would have been driven out of Chang'an City long ago.

"Haha, the Buddha statues are broken, that's because they are not worthy of your worship, so where does the saying of being an alien come from?"

"Yingtai, the 'king' must be confident, with no gods above him and the people under his feet, this is the king!"

Jin Chan stood up, walked to Li Yingtai, patted him on the shoulder and said proudly.

"There is no god above, and there are thousands of people under his feet."

Jin Chan's words actually made Li Yingtai fascinated.

"who are you?"

At this moment, no matter how slow-witted Li Yingtai was, he would never think that Jin Chan was just a soldier of Qin. "I will tell you when the time comes."

What Jin Chan said just now was not just a casual remark, but was intentional.

As for the reason, it is naturally related to the lofty throne of the Tang Dynasty.

"Little girl, no matter what happens later, you must stay in the house and don't go out!"

After drinking the last sip of tea, Jin Chan gave Xiao Luoyang some instructions before leaving.

"Well, don't worry, big brother. I will be a good boy and not go anywhere!"

Xiao Luoyang nodded and responded seriously.

I feel relieved about little Luoyang Jinchan, even though this little girl is young and not very tall.

But his tenacious character is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

Even when he was captured by Hong Liangyu and tortured to the point of almost losing his life, Xiao Luoyang never mentioned Jin Chan's identity.

"Be good, after tonight, I will take you to Luoyang to eat peach blossom cakes!"

Done.

Jin Chan and Li Yingtai left the room and walked towards the main hall of Pudu Sect.

"Golden Cicada, why do you want to wrap up the fish belly?"

While walking on the road, Li Yingtai glanced at the tightly wrapped fish-belly sword in Jin Chan's hand and asked.

"I'm afraid of accidental injury!"

Touching the wrapping cloth made from his own scalp, Jin Chan didn't want to explain too much.

By the oil lamps burning by the wayside.

Jin Chan and Li Yingtai soon arrived at the main hall of Pudu Sect.

The door of the main hall was open, and Shancai and a little nun were standing on each side.

"Respected Buddha, the wise teacher has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Shancai still had that disgusted expression on his face, but due to the order from Master Pudu, he had to be polite to Jinchan.

"it is good!"

Jin Chan smiled slightly, seemingly not surprised at all.

"You walked in so openly, aren't you afraid that it's a trap set by the other party?"

Li Yingtai, who was standing by, saw Jin Chan's relaxed expression and couldn't help but grab the corner of his clothes and asked.

"This is someone else's territory. Do you think Master Pudu doesn't know what we are doing these days?"

"The sneak attack turned into a frontal assault?"

Li Yingtai's eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

She didn't expect that Jin Chan's actions would be so "simple and unpretentious".

"When there is no choice, there is often only one choice left, and the person we are facing is always the Master of Purdue!"

"A sneak attack? Does it make sense to you?"

After Jin Chan finished speaking, he walked inside with confidence.

Li Yingtai sighed secretly and followed closely.

Anyway, at this point, there is no other way except to continue listening to Jin Chan.

What's more, Master Pudu's target has always been himself. Even if he escapes or hides in the house like Xiao Luoyang, it will be of no avail.

Walk into the hall.

A huge mahogany altar was filled with piles of dead babies.

And behind the altar.

Master Pu Du bowed his head and recited scriptures devoutly. He was not surprised by the arrival of Jin Chan and the other man.

But at her feet.

Su Fu knelt on the ground, panting.

His three heads were pierced by a Zen stick, and bright red blood was stained on his heads, like a string of candied haws.

"Sir, I understand. I finally understand!"

"Nanhuang... Nanhuang is beyond salvation!"

Su Fu's voice was full of sadness, as if the faith in his heart had been taken away.

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