Chapter 815

"Tell me, what is the situation with you all? Why are you hiding in the Service Yard?"

Lu Yang paced back and forth with his hands behind his back in front of the three soul bodies. Although Lu Yang was only in the mid-Spirit Transformation stage and his seniority was not high, the three soul bodies were still trembling in front of him, not daring to hide anything.

"Tell the truth."

The Immortal Fairy, standing behind Lu Yang, said fiercely.

"Yes, yes, yes." The three soul bodies said hurriedly, not daring to say a single word of "no."

"I came to learn the Luo Han Fist." Mo Xiaochou confessed first.

"Tell the truth."

"I came to steal the Luo Han Fist."

"The Western Heaven Temple does not manage service monks strictly; it is the easiest way to sneak into the Western Heaven Temple. I thought about possessing a service monk and helping him gradually rise up; there would always be a chance to come into contact with the Luo Han Fist."

"My name is Duan Qingshui." The middle-aged man in the early Integration stage said. His purpose for sneaking into the Western Heaven Temple was the same as Mo Xiaochou's—to steal knowledge—but what he wanted to steal was the "Great Treasury Sutra," one of the three major scriptures of the Western Heaven Temple.

"Where are your physical bodies?"

"Hidden outside."

"Why separate them?" Lu Yang was puzzled. Separating spirit and body halved one's combat power; no matter how he thought about it, it was a very dangerous thing.

"We don't have magic treasures that can carry our physical bodies without being discovered." Duan Qingshui smiled bitterly. Was it that they didn't want to do it? They couldn't! Such magic treasures were so rare that they had nowhere to buy them even if they wanted to.

Venerable Qing Yan had had a fierce battle with Master Ming Yu, leaving him with only his soul. After using the escape technique "Green Smoke Transforms into Green Clouds," his soul was also severely injured. Having no other choice, he had to possess Xin Ping of the North Service Yard.

In order to let Xin Ping be promoted to a higher courtyard so that he could recover his strength and find an opportunity to wreak havoc in the Western Heaven Temple to take revenge on Master Ming Yu, he used methods to cultivate Xin Ping into a Faceless Physique. He used a secret technique, ensuring no one could investigate it.

"You've solved a big problem for the Western Heaven Temple." Lu Yang could imagine that if Venerable Qing Yan had really been allowed to lurk, he might have caused quite a stir in the Western Heaven Temple.

However, he did good deeds without asking for rewards, so there was no need to mention this small matter to the Western Heaven Temple.

"Keep these three people in the small world first, and lock them in the Prison Peak when we return to the sect."

These three people had all seen the Immortal Fairy; either they could not be left alive, or they had to be locked in the Prison Peak.

Lu Yang did not expect that he would have caught three more people for the Prison Peak in just over half a month of coming to the Western Heaven Temple. The only problem was that Mo Xiaochou and Duan Qingshui's cultivation bases were too low, especially Mo Xiaochou, who would be at the bottom of the barrel at the Prison Peak.

"Forget it, even a mosquito is meat." Lu Yang believed that doing good deeds did not distinguish between big and small.

Having dealt with these three, Lu Yang finally had time to continue watching how Xin Ding was fighting.

"What, Xin Ding, at the 6th layer of Qi Condensation, actually defeated Xin An, who is at the 7th layer!"

"This is a challenge across levels!"

The battle in the Green Sharp Sword small world ended, and the Wu Seng Yard selection battle also came to an end. Xin Ding, whom no one was optimistic about, defeated Xin An, who was most likely to win the championship.

Defeating the 7th layer of Qi Condensation at the 6th layer was not as simple as crossing one layer; it meant that a mid-stage Qi Condensation cultivator had defeated a late-stage one. How could the service monks not cheer and boil over when seeing this scene?

Especially the service monks of the East Service Yard, who were the most excited. How many years had it been since their East Service Yard had won the championship? Now they could finally hold their heads high in front of the other three service yards.

Lu Yang rubbed his temples in pain. The difference in combat between inside and outside the small world was a bit large, and he was not quite used to it all of a sudden.

"Senior Brother Zhiyuan, you have taught a good disciple." The monk from the Wu Seng Yard looked at Zhiyuan with deep meaning. If one said Zhiyuan had not taught Xin Ding, he definitely would not believe it.

It seemed that Zhiyuan's decadence over the years was just a facade; he had been secretly cultivating a successor, and Xin Ding was the best example.

The aptitude Xin Ding showed today might even allow him to enter the Heaven, Earth, and Human rankings and become a famous expert on the list.

Zhiyuan could not be bothered to respond. Anyway, even if he said he hadn't taught Xin Ding, the other party wouldn't believe it.

"However, if he enters the Wu Seng Yard, he might be targeted. After all, Senior Brother, you made enemies with quite a few people when you were in the Wu Seng Yard." The monk from the Wu Seng Yard reminded him. His relationship with Zhiyuan was considered quite good, but others were hard to say.

Zhiyuan glared: "They dare! Do they really think I'm dead!"

"In any case, I will try my best to look after him; I can't guarantee the rest." The monk from the Wu Seng Yard said.

Zhiyuan calmed down, pressed his palms together, and thanked him: "Then I'll trouble you, Junior Brother."

"I announce that Xin Ding is the champion of this selection." The monk from the Wu Seng Yard announced loudly, and the East Service Yard cheered.

"Xin Ding, the champion can choose any hundred-year-old herb from the medicine warehouse. Have you thought about what you want to choose?"

"This Uncle-Master..."

"You can call me Uncle-Master Zhikong."

"Uncle-Master Zhikong, I have thought about it."

"Then come with me."

Zhikong said, leading Xin Ding toward the medicine warehouse.

Zhikong knocked on the door knocker of the medicine warehouse: "Uncle-Master Wunian, the Service Yard selection is over. I have brought someone to choose herbs."

"Come in, and remember not to step on the medicine seedlings at the door."

The medicine warehouse door opened automatically, and what came into view was a medicine field, with a little old man holding a watering can and watering everywhere.

The little old man flew in front of Xin Ding with his hands behind his back. Facing the little old man, Xin Ding felt as if he were completely naked, with no secrets at all.

Definitely a great expert!

"He's just in the early Spirit Transformation stage." The lazy voice of the Tofu Heavenly Venerable came to Xin Ding's ear. Anyone picked out of the Green Sharp Sword small world was more powerful than this little old man.

After learning the little old man's cultivation base, Xin Ding still felt that the little old man was very powerful. Early Spirit Transformation stage was already an unreachable big shot for him.

I'm afraid he would never be able to reach the Spirit Transformation stage in his life.

"What herb do you want?" The little old man asked.

"Hundred-year-old Spirit Pivot Grass."

"As expected, you want Spirit Pivot Grass." Seeing the Buddhist beads Xin Ding was wearing, the little old man roughly guessed that he would want Spirit Pivot Grass.

Spirit Pivot Grass was rare, and not many people knew about it.

The little old man sighed: "So Zhiyuan still hasn't forgiven me, his master, and wants to get the Spirit Pivot Grass through you."

"Zhiyuan was the disciple with the most outstanding talent and character among all the disciples I have taught. Who would have thought that he, who was devoted to Buddha, would meet that Red Lotus Demoness during a mission? After several entanglements, he moved his worldly heart and violated the precepts. If I hadn't separated the two of them, who would still take these precepts seriously?"

"I didn't expect that even though I separated their people, I didn't separate their hearts. He rashly rushed to the Nascent Soul stage, fell ill from overthinking, failed, and fell to the Foundation Establishment stage."

"I originally wanted to give him the Spirit Pivot Grass directly, but I didn't expect him to hold a grudge against me and be unwilling to accept my things, and he didn't have the qualifications to obtain the Spirit Pivot Grass..."

The little old man chattered for a long time, and Xin Ding roughly understood the matter of Uncle-Master Zhiyuan.

"I have one thing I don't understand, and I ask Uncle-Master Ancestor to enlighten me."

"Ask." The little old man said with a smile, clearly treating Xin Ding as his grand-disciple.

"Since Buddhism is a pure land far from the secular world, and marrying a person of the red dust means moving the worldly heart, why not let the Red Lotus Demoness also join our Western Heaven Temple? That way, Uncle-Master Zhiyuan marrying her wouldn't be a problem, right?"

The little old man began to doubt his own judgment.

Was he really a disciple taught by Zhiyuan?