Three days later, in the Great Buddhist Temple of the Teacher Nation.
When Wang Xuan and the others arrived at the Great Buddhist Sound Temple.
This time, it was not like the first time he came to the Great Buddhist Sound Temple and was stopped by monks.
The acolytes guarding the door saw Wang Xuan in a black Daoist robe.
His eyes flashed with respect.
They all bowed to Wang Xuan.
This was an existence in the Unfettered Heavenly Realm who had even defeated the Snow Wind Sword, Shen Jingzhou.
How could they not respect him?
"Heh, these little acolytes are really interesting. When I saw you this time, I felt that the way they worshipped you was even more respectful than when they saw the abbot of the Great Buddhist Sound Monastery, Venerable Fran.”
Lei Wujie was very pleased with himself.
After all, Wang Xuan was so powerful. As Wang Xuan's brother-in-law, he naturally felt very proud.
When Yue Ji and the others heard that, they all looked at each other and smiled.
"Has the ritual begun?"
When Wang Xuan and the others entered the Great Buddhist Sound Temple and arrived at the square.
At this moment, the square of the Great Buddhist Sound Temple was already filled with monks wearing yellow frock.
There were a total of 300 monks.
They all sat cross-legged and chanted the Rebirth Mantra.
Pray for the salvation of the dead.
On both sides of the square, there were two Buddhist Dharma protectors and four Vajra Buddha statues.
They were all extremely dignified.
As the monks chanted the scriptures.
This Great Buddhist Sound Temple seemed to have attracted some mysterious power.
The white clouds gathered in the sky, and specks of golden light were vaguely reflected from the white clouds.
It was a little gorgeous.
Wuxin was already waiting for Wang Xuan.
He hurriedly stepped forward.
Wang Xuan glanced at him and said.
"I'm ready. I just need to bring my master's sarira to the temple hall.”
Wu Xin said.
After he finished speaking, he looked at Wang Xuan with a hesitant expression.
"Tell me."
Wang Xuan said.
"Xuan Master, I came here today to ferry my master, but I don't have the heart to hope that Xuan Master can take pity on me and help my master ferry him.”
Two months ago, he suddenly became a devil and chopped off the head of a devotee.
He threw down the sword in his hand and muttered, A single thought was an Immortal Venerable, and a single thought gave birth to a demonic soul.”
After that, he passed away. His corpse turned into dust after falling to the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Everyone said that Wangyou's cultivation in the 'Other Mind Connection' had already glimpsed the Heavenly Dao, which was why he suffered a backlash. In fact, what Wangyou cultivated was not the 'Other Mind Connection', but the' Inner Demon Attraction'.
'Otherworldly Mind' could see through people's hearts and comprehend their Dao.
However, the human heart was unpredictable. If one did not have a Buddhist heart, it would be difficult to see into one's heart.
It was impossible to be enlightened like how Wangyou could make people realize the evil in their hearts with just a glance.
However, this martial art, Heart Demon Attraction, didn't look at the human heart, but the heart demon.
It could even make you remember things you had forgotten. However, this was a forbidden technique of the Buddhist Sect and was sealed in the Rakshasa Hall of the Cold Mountain Temple.
Although cultivating this forbidden technique was meant to subdue the devil, it was already a form of demonic cultivation.
He had seen too many inner demons, so he had gone crazy. Although Master Wangyou kept saving people, he had seen too many inner demons, so he had eventually drawn out his own inner demons.
"Alright. In that case, this Penniless Priest will perform a ritual for Master Wangyou. It can be considered a good deed.”
He reached out his hand and gestured to Wuxin.
Wang Xuan didn't let Lei Wujie, Xiao Se, and the others follow him to the main hall.
Instead, he walked straight into the main hall of the Great Buddhist Sound Temple with Wuxin and the other two.
Buddhist chants.
A mysterious power enveloped the surroundings of the Great Buddhist Sound Temple. Hearing the Zen sound, no matter if it was those who lived near the Great Buddhist Sound Temple or those who passed by the Great Buddhist Sound Temple.
The merchants who came to the Yushi Kingdom to do business all stopped to watch.
He put his palms together and prayed.
His expression was extremely pious.
"What's the situation in the Great Buddhist Sound Temple today? Why were there so many monks chanting scriptures? From the looks of it, this commotion isn't small."
"I'm not sure, but I heard that the Great Buddhist Sound Temple recently invited more than 300 monks to ferry people. As for who they are going to ferry, I don't know.”
"To be able to make the Great Buddhist Sound Monastery invite 300 monks to ferry souls, just what kind of person has this ability?”
In the tavern.
Disciples from other martial arts families were drinking and having fun.
Could it be that he was shocked by this commotion and put down the wine glass in his hand?
They all stood up and stopped to look in the direction of the Great Buddhist Sound Temple outside the window.
Some of the powerful Mortal Vajra Realm experts were even more shocked, especially when they sensed the sky above the Great Buddhist Sound Temple.
Golden auspicious clouds slowly appeared in the clouds. There seemed to be specks of golden light flying into the sky from the treasure temple.
This scene made them unable to help but be somewhat shocked.
There were even those who knew the art of observing qi. They could tell at a glance that this Great Buddhist Sound Temple used qi.
He was currently ferrying someone, and he was even more shocked.
Wang Xuan wasn't clear about this, nor did he have the heart to ask.
He didn't feel anything else.
The Buddhist Sect's cultivation of the Absolute Leaking Path could make one's primordial spirit immortal.
What exactly was going on with this primordial spirit? It was a good time for him to see it for himself.
He and Wuxin arrived at the main hall.
Wuxin was holding a transparent lotus lantern in her hand.
There was a sarira in the middle of the lotus.
The sarira shone with a golden light.
However, there were faint traces of blood.
It was strange.
That was demonic energy.
"Master, I'm taking you home. Let's go home.”
Wuxin's eyes were red. He was like a child.
Holding Master Wangyou's sarira.
Tears welled up in her eyes, and she could not hide the self-blame and pain she felt for the Daylily.
To him, Master Wangyou was like his closest relative. He was the only person in this world other than his biological father and mother.
The person who doted on him the most, but because he was the young sect master of the Demon Cult, Wangyou adopted him when he was five years old.
It was also at that time that, for the past twelve years, the Daylily had been held hostage by countless people with ill intentions.
He had been forced to his death by someone.
She was forced to die for him.
At this moment, the more Wuxin thought about it, the grief in her heart could no longer be suppressed.
When she raised her head, her face was already covered in tears.
"Xuan Master, sorry to trouble you."
Wu Xin handed Wang Xuan the relic.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate."
When Wang Xuan saw this, he extended his hand and performed a Daoist salute.
He looked at Master Wangyou's sarira.
The mysterious power emitted by the sarira was truly terrifying.
However, it also contained endless killing intent.
He probably couldn't resist it.
It was very difficult for Venerable Fran and the others, so they called for 300 monks.
And Wuxin believed that the only person who could truly help Master Wangyou to be ferried was perhaps Wang Xuan.
These few days, the two of them had gotten along and could be said to be both teachers and friends.
Compared to those sanctimonious fellows, Wang Xuan had no worries or worries.
These two could be considered to be true temperaments.
He did not commit any evil deeds, but because of his special identity, he was hunted down everywhere.
In the end, it was all because of greed.
Wuxin and his disciple were kind-hearted, so Wangyou was forced to die in the end. However, Wang Xuan did not have such intentions.
Each of the techniques he had inherited was a unique skill that shook the entire martial arts world.
If word got out, there would definitely be people who would treat him the same way they treated Wuxin and his disciple.
However, no matter what, it was just that his strength was weak.
They really came knocking.
He would just kill them with one punch, regardless of the consequences.
If he died, so be it.
As for Wang Xuan's reputation, so what?
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