Mud Bodhisattva.
After the Yellow Emperor, he was the only person who had read the ? Heaven Weeping Scripture ?.
Although it was said that he had only seen half of it, it was enough for him to understand the secrets of heaven.
Ye Feng knew this person, even if the Heaven Weeping Sutra in the manga was different from the one in reality…this Heaven Weeping Sutra was definitely something good!
Thus, he had found this place before anyone else.
"I didn't expect to be found in the end.”
The clay Bodhisattva sighed deeply, looking at the valiant Ye Feng in front of him, he was once as high-spirited as this young man, but he was too arrogant back then.
He stretched his right hand to the back of his head, he grabbed his hair and pulled it up, a monster with a head and face full of pus was revealed, his hunched body slowly straightened up, his eyes were looking at Ye Feng.
"May I know why this young master is looking for this old man?”
At this moment, his eyes flashed as he looked at the black-robed youth in front of him with a serious expression.
There was a thick fog covering his body, and his fate could not be seen clearly.
This was the first time he met someone he couldn't see through after reading the Heaven Weeping Sutra.
The clay Bodhisattva felt the little girl holding his little hand tightly. Seeing her somewhat afraid look, he gently patted her head and comforted her softly.
"Don't be afraid!"
"Young Master, just say what you want to say!”
The Clay Bodhisattva hesitated for a moment.
"If you want this old man to see the future of Young Master, then forgive this old man's limited ability and inability to do so. Young Master's fate is like a ball of gauze fog, and I can't understand it at all.”
Wasn't this nonsense?
He wasn't a storyline character in Feng Yun Plains, so he naturally didn't have fate.
Ye Feng looked at him,"I came here to save you."”
"Save me?" The Clay Bodhisattva was slightly shocked.”
"I am Ye Feng, the foster son of World Alliance's Xiong Ba.”
Xiong Ba!
Upon hearing this name, the clay Bodhisattva was filled with regret.
If you succeed, you will dominate. If you fail, you will dominate.
Because he had helped Xiong Ba read his life, he became famous. It was also because after reading his life, he had been punished by the heavens and had a fire poison appear in his body.
To have to endure the pain of this fire poison every day, it was truly heart-wrenching.
"I knew I wouldn't be able to avoid this.”
He sighed slightly.
"Back then, after helping Xiong Ba to criticize the first half of his life, I knew that one day, he would come back to ask for the second half of his life.”
At this moment, his entire head was covered in blisters, and so was his body. The consequences of his life were all on his head.
"This time, I'm not here for godfather, but for you!”
Ye Feng looked at him and spoke again.
"Me!"
"What about me?"
The Clay Bodhisattva asked in surprise.
"This time, you are helping Xiong Ba to die. The words you said are Xiong Ba's reverse scale. At that time, he will kill you to keep his secret.”
He glanced at the silent clay Bodhisattva and continued.
"I came to remind you not to die in Xiong Ba's hands. Even if you don't think for yourself, you have to think for this child!”
The Clay Bodhisattva looked at the child beside her, and no one knew what she was thinking.
"As the saying goes, those who are easy do not divine, and those who are good at easy do not divine.”
"I think you should understand the meaning of this sentence best!”
The clay bodhisattva was shocked, he understood that if Ye Feng did not remind him, he would have died in Xiong Ba's hands.
"Mud Bodhisattva, my foster father sent all three of our disciples out this time, and I only came here before the two of them.”
"In this world, you are not the only one who knows everything. I know it too. However, I did not read the Heaven Weeping Sutra.”
At this moment, the clay Bodhisattva had already believed most of Ye Feng's words, he had also guessed that Ye Feng was doing the 'Heaven Weeping Scripture!”
"I know that you've said so much for the sake of the Weeping Sky Scripture. Since you already know everything in this world, what use is there for you to have the Weeping Sky Scripture?”
The clay bodhisattva could not understand him. The only use of the Heaven Weeping Scripture was to see through everything in the world and know the fate of this world.
"The Heaven Weeping Sutra is not with me at this moment.”
The clay Bodhisattva said as she patted the child's head.
Ye Feng looked at the clay Bodhisattva, killing intent surged in his heart.
" Young Master Feng, you don't have to worry."
"Why don't I find the Heavenly Crying Sutra for you when I come out of the World Association? I'll have to trouble you to take care of my granddaughter for a period of time.”
The clay Bodhisattva smiled and pulled her granddaughter to the front.
"Xin 'er, grandfather will be leaving for a while. You can live with this brother for a while. I'll come and pick you up when the time comes.”
Xiner nodded her head sensibly and looked at the clay Bodhisattva.
I'll have to trouble Young Master Feng with everything."
Ye Feng looked at the girl in front of him before looking at the clay Bodhisattva.
"In that case, I'll wait for good news.”
……
The Clay Bodhisattva was fated to not be able to escape from Xiong Ba, so she continued to go up the mountain to collect firewood.
Ye Feng placed the little girl in an inn in a nearby town, telling her to stay in her room and not wander around, he would come to pick her up when the time came.
In the blink of an eye, two days passed.
The Qingliang Temple was unusually lively today.
In the main hall, a bald monk wearing a yellow cloth was catching a fiery red monkey.
The monkey was running around the hall, climbing up the Buddha statue and jumping up the roof beam.
"Let's see where you can run to!"
Grandmaster Yan Can says with a smile as he looks at the lively monkey in his hand.
He was tall and had a kind face. He was dressed neatly in simple cotton clothes and held a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.
The beast in his hand was none other than the Fire Monkey. This beast could absorb the fire poison in the body of the Mud Bodhisattva. It was very strange.
Therefore, there had always been a rumor in Jianghu that if one wanted to find the clay Bodhisattva, one must first find the fire monkey.
At the foot of the mountain, Nie Feng and Bu Jingyun had already arrived. They asked around and finally found out that there was a Fire Monkey in Qingliang Temple.
The two of them left their horses at the foot of the mountain and walked up the mountain.
At this moment, in the main hall.
Grandmaster Yan Can had just placed the fire monkey into a bamboo cage when a figure flew into the hall like a great roc spreading its wings.
His wavy long hair barely reached his shoulders, and his handsome face had an unruly expression. He held a long sword in his hand. The person who came was Duan Lang.
Duan Lang was currently in control of Peerless City. After not seeing him for some time, he was already exuding a faint aura of authority.
This was the prestige that came with being used to being high and mighty.
"Great monk, lend me your fire monkey.”
Duan Lang's tone was filled with arrogance.
"Amitabha, we won't lend the Fire Monkey to you. Patron, please go back!”
Grandmaster Yan Can's eyes are half-narrowed. He has his hands together and has a kind expression.
"Old monk, you're giving me face. Don't be ungrateful!”
At this moment, Duan Lang's tone was filled with killing intent.
"Patron, this is to probe the heavenly secrets. Please forgive this poor monk for not lending it!”
Grandmaster Yan Can shakes his head.
Duan Lang gritted his teeth and looked at the monk who didn't know what was good for him. He tightened his grip on the long sword in his hand.
"Master, do you know the principle of making things convenient for yourself?"
"Why are you so persistent?"
Grandmaster Yan Can still shakes his head and says in a deep voice,"This is the will of the heavens, why force it?"
"Young man, please go back. Don't be obsessed with this.”
Duan Lang's eyes flashed coldly.
"Grandmaster, you don't know. What I want is to obtain the heavenly secrets for my use. How can I be trapped by the heavenly fate?”
"Sigh!" Grandmaster Yan Can sighed and shook his head."Patron, you should put down your obsession as soon as possible. Amitabha.”
"Big monk, you're courting death!" Duan Lang's hand had already grasped the hilt of his sword. His entire body was surging with sword intent, and killing intent pervaded the air.
The ninth watch.
There was still one last update!
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