Chapter 477

Li Zhuiyuan's gaze fell upon the Bodhisattva's golden body and the bronze mirror held in the arms of the two old monks.

The Bodhisattva's golden body was not crafted from gold; it was sealed within with a massive amount of Buddhist intent, formed by countless high monks spending countless years chanting sutras and praying to Buddha.

This object has supreme wonderful uses for the inheritance of the Buddhist sect; it was brought out this time to be regarded as a "flesh vessel" to receive the Bodhisattva's dharma body.

Li Zhuiyuan has no interest in spreading Buddhism widely, but this Bodhisattva's golden body is of great use to him.

Bringing it back and adding it to the Nantong dojo—when the dojo operates, one can take its Buddhist intent to suppress evil thoughts, calm the mind, and eliminate pollution.

One must know that simple physical injuries are often very easy to solve; the most difficult to handle and the most time-consuming are the residual negative attributes.

Runsheng's death-reversal, Lin Shu's ghost commander, Tan Wenbin's spirit beast, A Li's backlash... all of them can obtain great relief under the bathing of this Buddhist intent.

It can be said that with this Bodhisattva's golden body, his own dojo will become a sanctuary for healing.

It is likely that every time Zhao Yi finishes a wave, he will have to bring his own people to Nantong to rub off some of it.

As for that bronze mirror, the green-black patterns on the mirror surface are clear, and it is engraved with layers of formations inside, which can autonomously deduce infinite changes.

The formation is not difficult, at least it is very simple for Li Zhuiyuan, but the success rate of making this thing is very low. The accumulation of each layer of the formation requires combining the right time and place—that is to say, it relies on luck and probability. If the luck is bad when any layer is accumulated, then all the previous layers are wasted.

Only those forces with deep foundations, combined with praying for blessings and luck, and consuming massive amounts of manpower and material resources, can make this thing.

The two old monks brought it, considering that the Bodhisattva cannot fully leave the underworld, and they have to rely on it to amplify the dharma body split from the Bodhisattva.

If this bronze mirror could be embedded into the hub of the Nantong dojo, the operation and training effects of the dojo would be greatly improved. Li Zhuiyuan himself could study techniques, formations, and conduct various evil arts and taboos within it with half the effort; at the same time, it would also be more convenient for the youth to "hold classes" for his partners in the dojo later.

Nowadays, whether on the river or walking the river on the shore, mastering information in advance is the norm, so the youth could simulate the situation to be faced in the next wave based on this, and let everyone simulate and adapt in advance before walking the river.

These two items, although not suitable for carrying while walking the river, are both treasures when placed at home.

From the current perspective, the Bodhisattva's "means of conversion" for Runsheng was to fish, but Li Zhuiyuan also believes that if Runsheng had not shown a powerful inertia after losing control, the Bodhisattva might have made the fake act real.

However, in view of the Bodhisattva finding back his two lost items, this account can be muddled through.

Jie She: "Li Zhuiyuan... Li Zhuiyuan."

Jie Jian: "You are that Li Zhuiyuan!"

It is no wonder they only just remembered; sometimes the things frequently mentioned are the easiest to be overlooked.

Li Zhuiyuan continued to stroke the head of the armored clay figure and nodded.

Jue Tong took out his Buddhist beads, and Jue Yu raised his demon-subduing staff.

Jie She and Jie Jian had solemn expressions.

The group of lay disciples in the back all revealed confusion; they were "handymen" sent in advance and did not know the secret rumors of the upper echelons of the Jianghu.

Jie She: "Li Zhuiyuan, why are you here?"

At this moment, on the roof across the street, a figure walked out. He held a cigarette between his fingers, the tip glowing bright, and his voice was like a great bell, shaking down:

"Presumptuous."

Jie She pursed his lips. Today's events had clearly encountered a major accident, not to mention that the other party was a person from the river, and the causal connections were significant, making it unsuitable to directly clash.

The next moment, the elderly monk bowed his head to Li Zhuiyuan in salute:

"Senior, please forgive this little monk for my previous rudeness. It is just that I have often heard of Senior's affairs recently, and I was also delighted that the two Long Wang gates were able to revive. I did not expect to see Senior's true face here, and for a moment, I could not control my emotions and lost my composure."

Jie Jian: "Little monk Jie Jian of Qinglong Temple, greets Senior."

Jue Tong and Jue Yu, who had already taken out their gear, immediately put away their weapons and followed the two uncles in salute.

The group of lay disciples in the back were completely confused. The youth before them was so young, how could he be a Senior? But since their teachers were like this, everyone naturally followed suit immediately, saying in unison:

"Greetings, Senior!"

Li Zhuiyuan, as the current head of the Qin and Liu families, is of the same generation as the abbot of Qinglong Temple.

The youth raised his hand, counting as a return salute.

Jie She: "Since Senior is here, we juniors naturally dare not disturb you. We shall take our leave first."

The two old monks took the lead in turning around, Jue Tong and Jue Yu followed, and the other disciples also turned around.

In terms of reaction, it was considered fast, and they no longer mentioned the matter of inviting the Bodhisattva's dharma body.

Just as they were about to return the way they came, a young figure walked out onto the street below.

He was chewing gum, his chin held high, his hands placed behind his head, grabbing the two golden maces on his back, as if pillowing his head, revealing a touch of ruffianism.

"Hey, I say, since you're already here, why the rush to leave?"

This posture was specially designed by Lin Shu, including this sentence and the tone, which had been rehearsed many times in his heart, just so that it could present the best effect at this moment.

Seeing this, Jie She and Jie Jian stopped and turned around, facing the coffin shop again.

Jie She: "Does Senior have other matters to instruct us?"

Jie Jian: "My Qinglong Temple and Long Wang Qin and Long Wang Liu are family friends. If Senior has any needs, please just instruct us, and we will surely do our utmost to relieve Senior's worries!"

Tan Wenbin's voice sounded from the roof: "My family head took over the two family gates in a rush as an outsider. The old lady at home hasn't had time to tell my family head about the past in detail. Sorry everyone, we are not clear about these family friends, and we dare not recognize them randomly."

Li Zhuiyuan: "Behave yourself."

Tan Wenbin: "Yes, subordinate knows my crime."

Li Zhuiyuan: "The two little monks have gone to great trouble to return my family's lost items to their rightful owner; they should be treated with courtesy."

Tan Wenbin: "Family head's instruction is correct. Two masters, you can now put down my family's golden Bodhisattva and bronze mirror and leave on your own. In the future, my family will surely have heavy rewards to visit and repay you."

Jie She and Jie Jian's mouth corners twitched upon hearing this.

They really did not expect that this head of the double Long Wang gates could be so straightforward to this extent, not even bothering to act anymore.

Jie She forcibly suppressed his anger and said: "Senior, these two items are heavy treasures of my Qinglong Temple, not items lost by Senior. I hope Senior will investigate clearly."

Tan Wenbin: "Family head, the other party is not returning lost property, but wants to embezzle it."

Jie Jian: "Senior, it is only for the sake of the Long Wang gates of the Qin and Liu families that this poor monk addresses you as Senior. I ask Senior to respect your status and not engage in such dirty and base acts, so as not to stain the Jianghu style of the Qin and Liu families!"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded and said: "That makes sense."

Seeing the other party loosen up, Jie She took the opportunity to step down: "Since that is the case, then we shall..."

Li Zhuiyuan: "The two of you embezzled lost property, unworthy of being monks. As long as you all die here tonight, no one in the Jianghu will know, and it will not affect the reputation of Qinglong Temple."

Jie She: "You brat, how dare you!"

Jie Jian: "Bullying the small with the big, taking by force, plotting for wealth and harming lives—is the brat not afraid that the Heavenly Dao has eyes?"

Li Zhuiyuan lightly poked his temple with his fingertip and said:

"It was you who wanted to abduct a minor first."

Jie She and Jie Jian: "..."

The other party is not a person from the river; just muddle through it simply. Besides, if one really wants to find a suitable reason, it is clearly written in Auntie Liu's ledger.

Both sides were originally enemies. For so many years, being able to be at peace on the surface was because Grandma Liu had been enduring, and the other party was afraid of forcing Grandma Liu into a desperate situation of mutual destruction.

Jie She: "You brat, arrogant and presumptuous, unworthy of the position of family head. Even if you can be arrogant on the river for a while, do you really think we would be afraid of you?"

Jie Jian was more sober and said loudly: "Namo Amitabha, monks should be compassionate by nature. It is truly that the benefactor is bullying people too much. We are forced to bring out the demon-subduing pestle!"

Jue Tong and Jue Yu: "Willing to follow Uncle to subdue demons!"

The group of lay disciples in the back felt that the reversal of this matter was simply unbelievable, but they still quickly followed:

"Subduing demons and eliminating evil, it is our duty!"

Jie She: "You brat, today is the opportunity you gave yourself, so don't blame this poor monk for acting on behalf of heaven!"

Li Zhuiyuan said faintly: "This place is a ghost city."

Jie She: "Stop trying to borrow the tiger's prestige. Don't think we don't know that the Great Emperor will not take action for you again. Hehe, this poor monk really wants to see what arrogant skills you have left without the Great Emperor as your backer!"

Li Zhuiyuan nodded slightly; Zhao Yi's work was truly well done.

Jie She: "Jue Tong, Jue Yu, go!"

The Buddhist beads in Jue Tong's hand released Buddhist light, Jue Yu's demon-subduing staff vibrated with a majestic sound, and the two rushed into the shop together.

Li Zhuiyuan, sitting on the chair, turned the armored clay figure around.

In an instant, the youth inside the shop disappeared. Jue Tong and Jue Yu rushed into empty air, and outside, thick fog filled the air.

Jie She: "A small trick of blinding, nothing more!"

The old monk chanted a Buddhist name, opened his eyes with Buddhist light, and scanned the surroundings. The thick fog immediately retreated backward.

Following closely, his feet stepped, light circles flowed, and he let out a light hum:

"Illusions disperse!"

The thick fog rolled and churned, clearly suffering a very violent impact. However, what Jie She did not expect was that this thick fog never dispersed.

Tan Wenbin's voice came from the fog, carrying a tone of contempt:

"Old bald donkey, you indeed have some skills, but that's all you have."

A high monk of such age certainly wouldn't be of ordinary quality, but he tried to break the tomb owner's barrier with his own strength, which was really not taking the tomb owner seriously.

Jie She: "This fog is eerie."

Jie Jian: "He dared to wait for us here, he must have made arrangements long ago. Trying to kill him now is not stable enough."

Jie She: "But are you really willing to give up such a good opportunity?"

Jie Jian: "Don't forget what we came here for. If we don't get it tonight, we can just come back to receive the Bodhisattva in a while."

Even now, the two old monks only thought that Li Zhuiyuan was relying on means to emit Buddhist light, never imagining another possibility.