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The summit of Ghost Lantern Mountain.

Ghost Light Temple Temple.

The midday sun shone brightly throughout the temple.

Even under the blazing sun, pilgrims still flocked to the temple to light incense, offer money, and kneel in prayer.

Throughout the temple, chanting filled the air and incense smoke curled upwards.

The fragrant aroma, carried by the gentle breeze, passed through the front hall, across the back courtyard, and drifted all the way to the deepest part of the mountain behind the temple.

That was the most secluded spot in Ghost Lantern Temple. On the empty mountain peak, there was only a huge Buddhist temple, but almost no one was around.

Only in the quiet room inside the temple were two bald monks sitting facing each other.

On the left is a man dressed in a gray monk's robe. His face is thin and wrinkled, and he looks to be in his seventies or eighties, but he does not appear old. Instead, his strong muscles make the monk's robe bulge.

This is none other than the abbot of Ghost Lantern Temple—Monk Jingchan.

Sitting opposite him was a robust middle-aged man dressed in a wide monk's robe with alternating bright yellow and moon white colors.

He looked to be in his thirties, with a square face, thick eyebrows, and big eyes, exuding an aura of integrity and uprightness.

He was the monk Mingjing from Jingang Temple.

"Nephew, have you been settling in well at my temple these past few days?" Jingchan asked with a smile, his face crinkling into layers of wrinkles.

Even though she was smiling, it gave off a creepy feeling.

"Thanks to your care, Uncle-Master, the temple is peaceful and orderly, and all the food and lodging are in good condition. Everything is fine. Thank you for your concern, Uncle-Master." Mingjing put his hands together and spoke in a steady voice.

Jingchan smiled and said, "As long as you are satisfied with your stay, it doesn't matter how long you stay."

His words were sincere and heartfelt; any outsider would surely recognize the deep bond between the two, uncle and nephew.

Just as Jingchan was about to say something, Mingjing spoke first: "Uncle-Master Jingchan..."

"Is something the matter, my junior apprentice?"

Jingchan looked at Mingjing with a smile.

Mingjing shook his head: "I, your junior brother, would not dare to trouble you, my master. However, I have come here on the orders of my master."

"Oh? Master Xuyuan, is there something you need this humble monk to do?" Jingchan asked, looking puzzled.

Master Xuyuan was the abbot of Vajra Temple and Mingjing's master. He was a renowned seventh-level martial artist in Liangzhou.

"My master said that he has not discussed Buddhism with Uncle Jingchan for many years. If you have time, please come to the temple for a chat. My master will certainly welcome you warmly," Mingjing said.

"Hahaha, it has been twelve years since I last met Master Xuyuan. If I have the time, I would like to ask Master Xuyuan for guidance on Buddhism and have a heart-to-heart talk with him."

"There are many miscellaneous matters at the temple at the moment, so I hope you will stay for a while longer. Once everything is settled, I will pay you a visit!" Jingchan said with a smile.

"Sigh~~"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Mingjing simply sighed, his upright and unyielding face immediately becoming solemn, and his bright eyes looked earnestly at Jingchan: "Uncle-Master, why is this? If you and your nephew return to the Vajra Temple, all matters will be resolved."

Mingjing's visit was not to invite Jingchan to the Vajra Temple, or rather, it was not merely to take him back to the temple.

The root cause is that Hozukiji Temple is suspected of engaging in human trafficking with Yakuo Valley in private.

And this matter has already been targeted by the ruthless Demon Slayer Division!

Hozuki-ji Temple was built by a disciple who left Kongō-ji Temple. Although they were separated, they still had frequent contact with each other.

Out of consideration, Xu Yuan sent Ming Jing over.

Firstly, I wanted to know the specific details of what happened; secondly, I wanted to step in and see if I could use my connections to make things go smoothly and resolve the issue peacefully.

At worst, their Vajra Temple could send some people to join the Demon Slayer Division in wiping out Medicine King Valley, just to show their stance.

"Nephew, you needn't trouble yourselves with this matter," Jingchan said with a smile.

Why?

The mirror did not understand.

While human trafficking is a serious crime, it's not, in the grand scheme of things, a capital offense of colluding with demons.

Moreover, it was Medicine King Valley that arrested and sold people; Ghost Lantern Temple was at most a buyer. Even if they were guilty, with the reputation of their master, Master Xuyuan, and the guarantee from Vajra Temple, they could simply pay money to get rid of trouble or atone for their crimes.

Why is Master Jingchan so resistant?

"There are some things that I cannot say outright, so I hope you will understand, my junior brother." Jingchan's smile faded, and he shook his head slightly.

"Uncle-Master, are you really not going back to the temple with your nephew?" Mingjing asked again.

Jingchan shook his head.

Mingjing paused for a moment, then raised her eyes and said seriously, "If that's the case, then don't blame me for being impolite!"

Mingjing did not want to see Jingchan die.

If Jingchan doesn't go to the Vajra Temple, once the Demon Slayer Division arrives, they won't be as easy to talk to as he is.

If things go wrong, the entire Ghost Lantern Temple might be reduced to ashes.

After saying that, Mingjing's body shone with golden Buddhist light, and the dazzling light instantly filled the quiet room.

"With an indestructible body like Vajra crystal, my nephew truly lives up to his reputation as a century-old disciple of our Vajra Temple; his talent is truly extraordinary!"

Jingchan seemed to have anticipated this, and was not surprised by Mingjing's sudden move at all. Instead, she looked at Mingjing's dazzling Buddhist light with envy.

The Vajra Indestructible Lapis Lazuli Body is a Buddha body formed after mastering both the Vajra Lapis Lazuli Body and the Vajra Indestructible Divine Skill, and then merging them together.

Not only can it make the body completely flawless and incredibly strong, but it can also make it indestructible, with the physical body comparable to a low-grade magic weapon.

Even in Liangzhou, this is a top-tier external martial art.

In terms of quality alone, his "Ghost Lamp Buddha Body" was no worse than either of the two external martial arts, but compared to the Buddha Body effect after the fusion of the two martial arts, it was far inferior.

"Uncle-Master Jingchan, I'm asking you one last time: are you leaving or not?"

The mirror, radiating Buddhist light, made the sound become spacious and melodious.

His eyes, gleaming with a brilliant golden light, were fixed on Jing Chan, giving off a "If you don't comply, I'll take action immediately" attitude.

"Nephew, people's paths are vastly different," Jingchan said calmly as he stood up.

He didn't answer directly, but his words implied a rejection.

"In that case, I apologize for any offense, Mingjing!"

Mingjing closed his eyes slightly, clasped his hands together, and then suddenly opened his eyes wide. His large hands, which seemed to be cast in gilded gold, slammed down on Jingchan.

Mighty Vajra Palm!

"boom--!"

A strong wind rose, blowing Jingchan's robes and ruffling the entire quiet room.

Jing Chan remained calm until the golden palm approached, at which point a dark purple light suddenly burst forth from his body.

In an instant, the quiet room, which had been illuminated by the golden light, went dark.

The dark purple light seemed to swallow the night sky as it set, instantly dimming the light in the quiet room.

Sounds like the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves echoed in the empty, quiet room.

Those were the countless demons and monsters that he had suppressed by using himself as a cage.

As the strange noise occurred, Jingchan's appearance changed drastically.

The bark-like wrinkles suddenly smoothed out, and dark purple runes appeared on his skin, instantly covering his shiny head.

His originally dark eyes were now tinged with a dark purple.

The form of the Buddha, Ghost Lamp, appears!