I have a relic of heaven

Chapter 349 They're here! (One more chapter to go)
(There will be another chapter around 1 PM, I'm working on it.)
Stepping into the dilapidated little restaurant, one foot stepped out and left behind a trail of golden lotus blossoms.

He had a male body but a female appearance, yet his Guanyin felt something was amiss.

It's not right.

such as
He noticed a familiar-looking old white dog lying next to the three girls in the small restaurant.
Erlang Shen's celestial hound?
Guanyin stopped walking and frowned.

Meanwhile, inside the house.

With a clatter, the iron bowl in Feng Fuxi's hand fell to the ground. She rubbed her eyes with both hands, in disbelief.

Everything happened so suddenly.

I had only known Sister Yueying for a short time. With a single finger, a hundred flowers would bloom. There was also a mysterious woman whose every step seemed to create golden lotuses.

This scene was beyond Feng Fuxi's comprehension and understanding.

"Surprised?"

The gentle voice brought Feng Fuxi and Chen Qianyue back to their senses. The latter quickly got up, her breathing rapid with excitement.

"Not surprised."

Chen Qianyue stared at the oval-faced girl:
"I've seen real monsters in my mentor's lab. I just never imagined that you—you—are actually the 'extraordinary person' my mentor spoke of!"

She was slightly out of breath and asked awkwardly:
"You really lived for six hundred years??"

As she spoke, Chen Qianyue couldn't help but look out the window at the mysterious person who walked with lotus-like steps and then stood still.

Hu Leying glanced at the solemn woman in the courtyard, but didn't seem to care, nodding and saying:

Why would I lie to you two little girls?

Feng Fuxi swallowed hard and peeked out the window:
"Who is that person? Is he also a person of extraordinary talent?"

She was still in a daze, feeling like she was dreaming. She pinched her thigh hard, wincing in pain.

As for Chen Qianyue, she accepted it much faster than Feng Fuxi, having witnessed extraordinary and illogical things.

At this moment, Chen Qianyue had only one thought in her mind—her research topic and thesis were finally settled.

"Her?" Hu Leying looked at Guanyin outside the window and said calmly, "I've seen her statue before. She's not some extraordinary person, but she's very powerful."

"How powerful?" Feng Fuxi asked subconsciously, feeling a chill run down his spine—because the dignified woman in the spring scenery outside the window was staring straight at him.

The oval-faced girl thought for a moment:

"It's hard to explain. Isn't Xiao Qianyue a researcher of ancient mythology? Then she should know her."

"Huh?" Chen Qianyue was stunned, her scalp tingling slightly, and her voice trembled slightly: "Who is she?"

Hu Leying said calmly:

"If I remember correctly, Buddhist temples refer to her as the Great Compassionate Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Feng Fuxi didn't react much. Buddhism in the People's Dynasty was not prosperous and was extremely 'niche'. As for Chen Qianyue...
Chen Qianyue, who had just gotten up and sat on the stool, fell to the ground again, her voice distorted:

"Guanyin Bodhisattva??"

"Who is that?" Feng Fuxi asked instinctively.

Chen Qianyue didn't answer, but took out her phone and searched for something, finally opening a photo.

The photo shows a Buddhist temple called Guanyin Temple, which enshrines a majestic Bodhisattva holding a jade vase.

Its golden sculpture bears a striking resemblance to the people in the courtyard, with about seven or eight points of similarity.

Chen Qianyue's breathing became somewhat difficult, and she murmured:
"With wisdom, one attains supreme enlightenment; with compassion, one guides all sentient beings; with great compassion, one manifests oneself, removing all suffering from all beings; one hears the cries of suffering and offers salvation; one responds to all calls; one illuminates all worlds; one holds immeasurable power in one's hands."

Feng Fuxi asked:

"what?"

Chen Qianyue replied:

"This is Guanyin Bodhisattva."

Feng Fuxi was stunned.

At that moment, the dignified woman standing in the courtyard outside the window raised her eyes again, took a step out, and appeared in the house a moment later.

Chen Qianyue and Feng Fuxi both shuddered in fright.
The two subconsciously looked up at the figure, who resembled the legendary Guanyin Bodhisattva.
In a trance,
Chen Qianyue and Feng Fuxi felt that the other party looked infinitely pure and bright. Although he was just the same height as a normal person, he gradually occupied their entire field of vision.

They seemed to hear the sigh of compassion, joy, and equanimity, and the cry of "May the Buddha have mercy!"—that cry of "May the Buddha have mercy!" grew louder and louder.
Chen Qianyue saw the boundless Buddha realm, and Feng Fuxi heard the boundless chanting of sutras.

They were all indulging in it.

Woof!!

A dog's bark, like a thunderclap in the still night, pierced through their sight, hearing, and thoughts. With a shudder, the boundless Buddhist realm and the endless chanting of sutras vanished!
They woke up with a start, drenched in cold sweat.

Feng Fuxi instinctively picked up the barking old white dog, pulled Chen Qianyue along, and retreated behind the mysterious Sister Leying.
She was panting and trembling, her eyes filled with fear and terror as she looked at the Guanyin Bodhisattva!
During the great Buddhist chant, the two unconsciously gained a lot of knowledge, learning about thousands of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, what the immeasurable Buddha realm is, and indirectly understanding the great power of Guanyin Bodhisattva.

With a flick of the wrist, one can create countless worlds, and with another, one can destroy countless worlds. Touching the sun and moon and plucking stars from the sky are commonplace for one.

Why get agitated?

Guanyin Bodhisattva gazed at the old white dog and spoke softly:
"I am merely enlightening them."

He was telling the truth. With the sound of Buddhist chants and the movement of Buddhist scriptures, Feng Fuxi and Chen Qianyue experienced a spiritual awakening, gaining knowledge of many divine matters. If Chen Qianyue were to return to school, she could already be a leading expert in ancient mythology, like her mentor. However…
Feng Fuxi swallowed hard. This legendary, compassionate Guanyin seemed to be talking to an old dog?
Illusion?
The next moment.

"I have seen the Bodhisattva."

The old white dog in Feng Fuxi's arms spoke human language, which frightened her so much that she almost threw it away. Chen Qianyue, who was standing next to her, also looked on in astonishment, as if she had thought of something, and an incredulous look appeared on her face.

"Compassion, compassion."

Guanyin Bodhisattva said calmly:

"Howling Celestial Dog, what are you doing here? Did Erlang Shen send you?"

Chen Qianyue swallowed hard, feeling dizzy, and a terrifying thought surged into her mind—this Howling Celestial Dog was the real Howling Celestial Dog.

That was the purpose of my visit to Lushui City.

That one, the [Sun-Devouring God].

Her legs felt a little weak.

The celestial dog gently broke free from Feng Fuxi's embrace, landed on the ground, and stood up like a human. Its long, fine white fur trembled slightly, like waves.

It was not frightened by Guanyin's presence, and calmly said:
“In the end, a Bodhisattva returns to where he came from. This place is not for a Bodhisattva to tread. And the little master behind me is not someone a Bodhisattva should scheme against.”

Chen Qianyue subconsciously looked at Feng Fuxi, who looked completely bewildered.

Guanyin Bodhisattva chuckled:
"You old dog, I'm here to help you."

"Help?" Despite the vast difference in their cultivation levels, the Celestial Hound remained unfazed and pressed on:
"What does the Bodhisattva need help with? There is no need for the Bodhisattva's help here. Please leave!"

The old dog glared angrily, challenging the Great Luo with the body of a demon saint. The dog exuded great majesty, its precious light flowing and its immortal radiance flashing!
Feng Fuxi was stunned, as if he were in a dream—the imposing figure before him was the big dog that had grown up with him?
She has a sense of unreality, of being in a dream world.

Guanyin Bodhisattva chuckled, then her voice suddenly turned solemn:
"Howling Celestial Dog, I don't blame you for your disrespect when I was Guanyin, but..."

The solemn woman's Buddhist robes were removed, revealing a golden body. Then the female form disappeared, and a male form was born, wearing a Taoist robe!

She did him.

"However, when I become Cihang Daoren, what will you do?"

The Taoist priest asked indifferently.

The Celestial Hound paused for a moment, hesitated, and then bowed deeply.
"Howling Celestial Dog greets the Compassionate Celestial Venerable."

Chen Qianyue and Feng Fuxi looked at each other in bewilderment.

"good."

Cihang Daoist nodded, looking at the still-sitting oval-faced girl:

"Your cultivation level is not high, but your courage is quite impressive."

Hu Leying chuckled without explaining—she had seen far too many legendary creatures over the past six hundred years.
She could treat Guanyin Bodhisattva and Cihang Daoren as ordinary beings.

It's nothing, maybe not even as good as that bald old man Kong in the kitchen.

"May I ask the Heavenly Venerable?"

The Celestial Hound stared at Cihang Daoist, speaking slowly and deliberately:
"Are they from Mount Ling or disciples of the Jade Void Sect?"

It still didn't trust the other party, after all, Cihang Daoren had left Yuxu Palace for an entire era.

Cihang Daoren spoke calmly:
"My body is in Mount Ling, but my heart is in Jade Void. I have no reason to deceive a mere dog like you. If I truly harbored ill intentions, what could you do if I captured Feng Fuxi right now?"

Chen Qianyue glanced at Feng Fuxi again and felt that this great bodhisattva who had suddenly become a Taoist priest had a strange accent.

She mistook Feng Fuxi for Feng Fuxi, who had a strange accent. As for Feng Fuxi himself, he was still confused—was he coming for her?

why?
Was it because of that dream, or because of something else?
She recalled the scene she had witnessed on the plane, and the illusion she had at the time.

Perhaps it wasn't an illusion; those enormous phantoms floating in the southern sky were indeed staring at him at that moment.
Desiring oneself.

But why?
Cihang Daoren then said:
"Countless fellow Daoists have descended upon this city. Just moments ago, the 'mist' that had been shrouding the city dissipated, and Feng Fuxi shone as brightly as a candle in the night. Soon, fellow Daoists will come to visit."

After pausing for a moment, he continued:

"Howling Celestial Dog, hand her over to me, and I will take her to a safe place and vouch for her in the name of Cihang."

The old white dog, standing upright, gazed at Guanyin Bodhisattva and Cihang Daoren with a solemn and dignified expression. After a long while, it shook its head.

“Heavenly Venerable, there’s no need. My young master is safest staying there.”

"Where?" Cihang Daoist was taken aback and asked.

The old white dog didn't answer, but simply pointed out the window into the distance. Cihang Daoist glanced over, his gaze passing over the vibrant spring scenery, and landed on a dilapidated little manor.
The sign on the small estate reads "Green Water Nursing Home".

At the entrance of the nursing home, an old man was practicing Tai Chi, his movements shaky and seemingly fragile.

‘Boom! ’

A thunderclap exploded in the sky, and the old dog sniffed the air, its expression turning grim—it detected the scent of many old acquaintances approaching!

"Let's go!" Xiaotianquan grabbed Feng Fuxi's hand, his voice booming, "Back to the nursing home!"

"They're coming!"

(End of this chapter)