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Chapter 152: Facing the Abyss, the Strange Buddha Statue

Su Heng frowned slightly and browsed through Xie Linyuan's past experiences with great interest.

He was a barbarian born on the Skull Plain, and his memories of his childhood had become very vague. The only impressions left were the iron-gray distant sky, the cold wind as sharp as a knife, the dry and cracked earth, and his father's red and cracked palms.

When he was twelve years old, the nomadic tribe that Xie Linyuan belonged to was destroyed.

The environment on the Skeleton Plain is harsh and resources are limited. It is common for tribes to fight against each other and even cannibalism.

A passing monk used a piece of green agate to rescue him from the clutches of a hostile tribal leader.

Xie Linyuan did not feel relieved, but only deeply feared.

Because there are rumors about the monks in the snow mountains on this grassland. These monks who believe in esoteric Buddhism will torture their slaves and inflict pain. They believe that the souls after being tortured have magical powers, so they use the skulls and hands and feet of slaves to make magical instruments.

Fortunately, these rumors did not happen to Xie Linyuan.

"You and Buddha have a connection." The monk said this to Xie Linyuan. Then he taught him the practice method and gave him the flesh and blood of demons to break the limit.

In the next ten years.

Xie Linyuan and the monks traveled around the world on Skull Plain.

I have dealt with many tribes, witnessed incredible beauty, and also encountered unspeakable horrors hidden in the darkness.

The turning point occurred during the autumn hunt of the Demon-Suppressing Army that summer.

The cavalry of the Great Zhou Dynasty surrounded the tribe that the master and his apprentice were visiting. In order to protect Xie Linyuan, the monk failed to escape from the tribe alive. In other words, this monk from the Endless White Pagoda Temple in the Snow Mountain was the target of the Autumn Hunt of the Demon Suppression Army.

He watched from a distance as the brutal warlord with bloody lips and teeth ripped the monk's head from his shoulders. Holding it in his hands, he felt like he was looking at some rare treasure.

He heard the fanatical shouts of the demon-suppressing soldiers, "One head, ten taels of silver."

A large tribe of thousands of people was reduced to ruins in the blink of an eye.

The demon-suppressing soldiers cut off the heads of all men, women, young and old, and took them back as trophies to build a Jingguan to show off their martial arts. They burned tents and robbed the herdsmen's cattle and sheep. Then they sprinkled sulfur and poisonous smoke on the farmland and precious clean water sources, leaving only a dark scorched earth.

Xie Linyuan once heard a monk say this.

A thousand years ago, the skull was originally called "Medog Tenanda".

In the local language of Skull Plain, "Medog" means flower, "Teng" means "grass", and "Anda" means heaven.

This sentence is connected.

It is a beautiful grassland full of flowers, as beautiful as heaven.

But now, all Xie Linyuan saw was blood and charred corpses. The purple-black ground looked like spots on a dead body, thick smoke rose into the sky, and the air was filled with the stench of burnt corpse oil.

Looking at the monk's headless corpse with holes all over it, Xie Linyuan felt a strong emotion in his heart for the first time.

Until many years later.

Only then did Xie Linyuan understand that the emotion was called hatred.

Under the trend of hatred, Xie Linyuan ended his practice on the Skull Plain.

With his already impressive martial arts, he joined a caravan. Then he followed the caravan into Jiangbeizhou and began to formulate and complete his assassination plan. He wanted to kill the commander, avenge his master, and pay tribute to the herdsmen on the grassland who had entertained him.

When he arrived at Jiangbeizhou, even though Jiangbeizhou was a wild and remote place in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Xie Linyuan was still shocked by the scene he saw.

He had never seen such fertile land, nor such a prosperous and huge city.

People who live here don't have to worry about war or the great terror in the darkness.

This made Xie Linyuan feel that they were the ones who were truly alive. And those tribesmen living on the Skeleton Plain outside the Great Wall were just animals whose heads were worth ten taels of silver.

"Hehe, ten taels of silver." Su Heng seemed to hear Xie Linyuan's cold and desolate laughter in his ears.

In Jiangbeizhou, a mature ox costs thirty taels of silver, which is equivalent to the lives of a family of three in the frontier.

The more prosperous the scene he saw, the more intense the hatred in Xie Linyuan's heart became.

The piercing hatred is like poison in the throat and a boil in the heart. It cannot be cured or forgotten, and only blood can slightly calm it.

He flipped through ancient books and gave himself a name, "Xie Linyuan".

If you are facing an abyss, you are walking on thin ice.

This is to remind myself not to forget the hatred.

Unfortunately, at that time, Xie Linyuan was just a demon.

He might be considered strong in the eyes of mortals, but in the eyes of the Demon Suppression Army commander who is at the Tiangui realm, he is no different from an ant.

Not to mention assassination.

He couldn't even get close to the Demon Suppression Army commander.

After several attempts, not only did he not gain anything, but he also put himself in danger.

In the time of danger, the people of the Demon Elephant Sect rescued him and took him in. Xie Linyuan also won the appreciation of the top leaders of the Demon Elephant Sect with his ruthlessness. In the following two hundred years, Xie Linyuan became more and more courageous in battle, and both his own cultivation and his status in the sect rose steadily.

Go out on a mission once and wipe out the entire enemy family.

Such things have happened too many times and could not cause any ripples in Xie Linyuan's hard heart.

But a girl hiding in the closet caught Xie Linyuan's attention.

“Such a hateful and fiery look…” Xie Linyuan thought of himself when he was young. “Let me call you Xie Xianyu. From today on, you will practice with me. Perhaps one day I will die at the hands of my own disciple. It would be good if the disciple surpasses the master.” Nearly a hundred years passed quickly, and finally—

He reached the pinnacle of his talent, the peak of the demon fetus.

At this time, Xie Linyuan was already over 300 years old. Even though he had fused two demon skeletons and used some other magic secrets to extend his life, his blood and energy were declining and he was no longer at his peak.

But his enemy is still alive and has become the leader of the Jiangbeizhou Demon-Suppressing Army.

A full three hundred years.

He thought he had let go of the hatred and forgotten it long ago.

But looking at the old face in the mirror, Xie Linyuan was shocked to realize that those things were still hidden deep in his heart. Knowing that he would die, Xie Linyuan still chose to go and assassinate. He failed as a matter of course, and even before he saw his enemy, he was severely injured by a young commander of the Demon Suppression Army.

The memory after that is a blur.

Su Heng rubbed his head and waited to continue browsing. It was already the time when Xie Linyuan entered the Tiangui realm and planned to go to Jiangzhou to find the tomb of the Dragon King Anshelie. Since Xie Linyuan entered the Tiangui realm, his memory has become blurred and distorted.

And Su Heng felt like he was schizophrenic, with his memory always being sporadic.

But even so.

Su Heng also sensed key information from these memories. "The Demon Elephant Sect's search for the tomb seems to be not just for the burial objects of the skills left by An Shelie. They want to find some news from the tomb..."

Su Heng frowned and touched his chin.

He did not detect any more specific information in Xie Linyuan's memory.

What followed next was what happened when he arrived in Jiangzhou, and even the memory of his fight with Su Heng.

Facing oneself from the perspective of the opponent. This feeling was also very new to Su Heng. He watched a section and couldn't help but sigh, "This kind of opponent with high attack, strong defense and built-in control is really disgusting, and there is also a second form. It's like fighting a boss, there is no experience at all."

"How did Xie Linyuan, who was seriously injured and aging, suddenly enter the realm of Tiangui?"

Su Heng was very confused.

The most important information was skipped over, and he concentrated and read his memory backwards.

Round and full thighs with a soft glow appeared in Su Heng's sight. Looking up, there were tall and soft breasts and a beautiful face with natural charm.

This person's name is Ke Yulan, the leader of the Demonic Elephant Sect.

This was somewhat unexpected. Su Heng had thought that he would be a three-meter-tall, muscular, bloodthirsty madman who would tear people to pieces and eat them if they disagreed with him.

Su Heng heard the conversation.

Because at this time Xie Linyuan was almost dying and his consciousness was blurred.

I couldn't hear the content of the conversation clearly, but I could vaguely hear mentions of "he is dying", "Li Yuan", "Vairocana Buddha", "maybe there is still hope", etc.

Then his consciousness fell into darkness. He probably fainted due to the serious injuries.

When Xie Linyuan regained consciousness, Su Heng found himself under a huge dark rock wall.

It was surrounded by lush forests and a huge full moon hung in the sky, almost as big as half the sky. The cold moonlight soaked the entire rock wall.

The surroundings were quiet, and the moonlight dispelled the darkness. In the middle of the rock wall was a magnificent Buddha, and on both sides of the Buddha were Bodhisattvas, Arhats, etc., who were equally majestic, but Su Heng could not name them.

This rock wall may be thousands or tens of thousands of years old. Whether it is the Buddha in the middle or the Bodhisattvas and Arhats on the left and right sides, the patterns on the body have been severely eroded by wind. The details on the clothes and the patterns on the body and face have all disappeared, leaving only the rough outline.

But Su Heng could still feel that vast majesty through Xie Linyuan's memories.

The Buddha's left hand is placed horizontally on his left foot, and his right hand is bent upwards to form a ring. The middle finger is twisted with the thumb, while the other fingers are stretched naturally.

Su Heng's mother is a Buddhist and would recite sutras at home.

He knew that the hand seals of Buddha statues contained information, and there were even special hand seals that could only be used by special Buddha statues to distinguish them.

Of course, identifying these hand prints is really beyond Su Heng's knowledge.

He could only note it down for the time being and do research later.

The most critical point is.

What is so special about this Buddha statue?

Why did Xie Linyuan only stay in front of the Buddha statue for one night, and not only did his injuries fully recover the next day, but he also broke through the barrier that had not been broken through for decades and successfully entered the Tiangui realm.

Furthermore, what price did Xie Linyuan pay after the breakthrough, and why did he go crazy?

Is it just because of the super sense, or is there something wrong with the Buddha statue as well?

Su Heng rubbed his temple.

Rumble!
At this moment, a loud noise came from the Buddha statue in front of him.

When Su Heng raised his head, the huge cold full moon hanging in the sky turned blood red.

Under the bloody moonlight, the corners of the Buddha's eyes were cracked, and tears of blood flowed out. The huge Buddha's head drooped down, and Su Heng's eyes met. Su Heng's heart trembled, as if his heart was being grasped by an invisible big hand.

"How can this be!?"

Su Heng was really surprised, because he clearly felt that the Buddha statue was looking at him through Xie Linyuan's memory!

(End of this chapter)