You've only been cultivating for a few years, and you're already talking about cultivating

Yunxiao Mountain, Wulei Sect, Leileilou.

What a strange name.

Qi Fei silently repeated the word "thunder" to himself, three times stacked together.

However, they don't sound like people from the Five Cauldrons Sect, and that's enough.

Zenkong chimed in from the side.

"Zen Heart Temple, Zen Emptiness," he pointed at Qi Fei, "Big Guy's lackey."

When he said the word "follower," he had a big smile on his face, without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

Lei Leilei's gaze lingered on Chan Kong for a moment before shifting to Qi Fei. He scanned Qi Fei from head to toe, raising an eyebrow slightly: "Big guy? He doesn't look... very big."

He was genuinely puzzled. Qi Fei looked to be of average height, so why was he called "Big Guy"?

"You don't know," Zen Kong gestured with his hands, spreading them outwards to draw a large circle, "Big Guy is very, very big."

The gestures were exaggeratedly large, as if describing a giant beast the size of a mountain.

Lei Leilei's gaze fell back on Chan Kong, looking at his flowing women's robe, then at his gesturing hands, before slowly moving to Qi Fei's face.

That look became somewhat strange.

"Oh~" he drawled, as if he had made a mental connection, "I get it. So it's that big one."

His expression was subtle, then he looked at Qi Fei and asked earnestly, "May I take a look?"

He paused, then added, "I'm curious, just how old does one have to be to be called a 'big guy'?"

Qi Fei: "?"

No, you guys are talking about "big" things, right?

He glanced at Chan Kong expressionlessly. Chan Kong blinked innocently, clearly not thinking there was anything wrong with what he had just said.

Qi Fei withdrew his gaze and subtly changed the subject.

"Your Excellency is unfathomable," he said, pointing to his ear, "and you remain sober even in such circumstances."

Seeing that he had changed the subject, Lei Leilei did not press him further and simply replied, "Not at all, it's just an elder's protective artifact."

As he said this, he raised his hand and gently patted his chest, causing a faint electric light to flash, like the arcs of electricity surrounding a Saiyan.

"But you, sir," he looked at Qi Fei with a serious expression, "to be able to survive in such an environment... the loyalists... are not to be underestimated."

He seemed to be recalling something, his tone carrying a hint of politeness, "However, I've never heard of the Loyalists before. It seems I'm quite ignorant."

Qi Fei neither responded to the question nor offered an explanation.

In the present situation, from north to south and from east to west, the sound of bells can be heard everywhere in the Min and Yue kingdoms, and people everywhere are chanting "Follow the Great Vow".

Whether they are monks of Chanxin Temple or cultivators of Wuding Sect, they are being converted or have already been converted.

Those who could stand on this street like him and remain sober were extremely rare. Lei Leilei relied on his sect's magical artifact, assuming he was one of them.

He didn't explain, but simply cupped his hands in a gesture of respect and said, "We can't stay here any longer. We're heading south, so farewell."

Lei Leilei nodded and cupped his hands in farewell: "Farewell."

The two didn't say much.

To meet by chance, to brush past each other on this street shrouded in the sound of bells, to exchange greetings and names—that is already a matter of fate.

However, no one expected that their paths would cross faster than anticipated.

Qi Fei turned around, and Chan Kong followed behind. They passed through the pass and entered the territory of Yue Kingdom.

The streets and houses in Yue and Min were different, but one thing remained the same: the feeling of being watched.

When Qi Fei was in Min Kingdom, he had this feeling. He knew that Zen Wisdom was looking at him through those people.

After arriving in Yue, Qi Fei also got the same feeling from the ordinary people there.

This means that Zenzhi is controlling more people, from the millions of people in Min Kingdom to the entire population of Yue Kingdom. Who knows what terrible thing Zenzhi will become in the future?

do not know.

Qi Fei sighed, turned around, and cupped his hands in greeting to an old farmer who was staring at him from the roadside.

"I want to go to sea," he said in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant, as if he were discussing something with someone sitting across from him. "Let's keep to ourselves."

"Since you are here to save all living beings, don't make things difficult for me."

Qi Fei spoke politely, but if he could beat Chan Zhi, he would have already beaten Chan Zhi to a pulp, to the point that Chan Zhi would cry out for "reconciliation"!

Unfortunately, they couldn't win.

If you can't beat someone, you can only rely on your heart. Just like when I faced the two-headed beauty, I couldn't beat her, so I had to try to fool her.

Suddenly, a sound echoed through the heavens and earth, a deep, resonant sound carrying a chilling sense of oppression.

"no."

Immediately afterwards, a bell rang.

The bells rang louder than ever before, like thunder booming in the sky, like a thunderclap exploding in one's heart.

Qi Fei's head buzzed, and his vision began to blur. The pedestrians on the street, the trees by the roadside, and the distant mountains all began to sway.

He knew what it was.

Zen Wisdom was forcibly dragging him into Alaya.

Qi Fei didn't have time to think further, only hurriedly telling himself, "Protect my body, I'll be right back..."

The sword in his mind urgently replied, "Human, I want to go too! Why didn't I hear the bell? It's such a fun place..."

no answer.

Qi Fei could no longer hear its words.

Suddenly, everything went blurry, and the world spun around me.

When the dizziness subsided, he opened his eyes and found himself standing in the same place again.

The sky was a rainbow of colors, so low it seemed you could reach out and touch it.

The river of light flows in the distance, its colors—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet—mixed together, like a rainbow that has been shattered.

Colorful plants grew wildly on both sides of the riverbank, their leaves were glassy and transparent, and golden sap flowed from their veins.

The elves were the first to discover him.

They flew up from the flower stamens, emerged from under the leaves, and leaped from the crests of the River of Light, their wings flapping and scattering fine golden powder.

They coalesced into a golden mist, shouting in unison, "Sage! Sage! You've come again!"

"Welcome! Welcome!"

"You're so big! You're still so big!"

Qi Fei didn't look at them.

Beside him was Chan Kong, about the size of a soybean, which Qi Fei placed on his shoulder.

Then, he stood there, and silvery-white light spread out from his body, steadily forming a silver area that protected him and Zen Kong.

The golden Buddha didn't keep him waiting long; it appeared before him in the blink of an eye.

Unlike the last time I saw it, this time there was a lightning bolt, like a dragon, dancing on the golden Buddha's body.

When he saw Qi Fei, he got straight to the point and said, "I already have the answer to the question from last time."