Chapter 420: with translation of chapter title

The so-called stratagem of Besiege Wei to rescue Zhao simply means asking the Linghai Dragon Clan for help, surrounding the Pagoda Formation in the abyss of the Linghai Forbidden Ground, and feigning an attack.

No need to actually fight; just keep harassing them.

The Empty Silence Abbott can discard the Qiongqi evil formation, but will never let go of the Pagoda Formation in the Linghai Forbidden Ground's abyss.

Because that is the Linghai Dragon Clan; even the Dragon Qi gathered from ten Qiongqi evil formations cannot match a single group of the Linghai Dragon Clan.

Furthermore, originally, the Puti wanted to swallow the White Dragon, the original founder of the Linghai Dragon Clan.

The Pagoda Formation in the abyss of the Linghai Forbidden Ground is of utmost importance.

Therefore, by attacking the Pagoda Formation in the abyss of the Linghai Forbidden Ground, we could likely effectively disturb the Empty Silence Abbott's decision.

Dahui Chan Master

When my thinking was still confined to Huicheng itself, he had already expanded from a point to a large surrounding area.

But it's obvious he still has a backup plan: "I will discuss with my elder maternal uncle and Xiāo gē, ask them to create some movement as soon as possible; of course, if the Empty Silence Abbott's resolve is steady enough that this wouldn't sway his decision, then I will have my elder maternal uncle simultaneously draw a bolt of heavenly thunder into the Linghai Forbidden Ground's abyss."

Linghai Forbidden Ground

Linghai Dragon Clan

Liu Mu and Zhong Susu jointly guard the Dragon Transformation Cauldron, precisely to help the Pagoda Formation withstand the heavenly thunder.

Because they discovered that each time heavenly thunder strikes into the Linghai Forbidden Ground's abyss and hits the Pagoda Formation, a Fēnshēn separates from the Formation.

Liu Junyan's father, that little White Dragon, was produced in this way.

In order to prevent this from happening repeatedly, the Linghai Dragon Clan had to make enormous sacrifices…… My eyes widened again.

I feel that today's impact is too great, too great, coming one after another, leaving me somewhat unable to bear it.

Before going to Mount Song, the information we received was all fragmented, unable to be connected into a line, so many things remained incomprehensible.

Liu Junyan always tells me, Xiao Jiu, I need to make a trip back to Mount Song…

At first, I actually didn't understand, and I was also a little afraid.

I was always afraid that once he left, he wouldn't come back.

But now it seems I was too narrow-minded, I viewed things too superficially, and I couldn't keep up with Liu Junyan's pace.

Until this time, Liu Junyan brought me along to Mount Song; after experiencing that calamity, my mental level was suddenly lifted by him.

Whenever I encounter something thereafter, I naturally piece together the information, and then from it I detect clues.

Just like now, at this very moment, I recalled that night when the little novice monk brought me into the Turning Wheel Tower and mentioned that the empress, using the Dharma-body Buddha's hand at that time, manifested the 'Great Perfection'.

Back then he said, this is the only and also most effective way to verify the true body of the Dharma-body Buddha; for this, they paid countless efforts unimaginable to ordinary people.

When he finished saying that, he turned toward the prayer wheel and made a pilgrimage gesture.

Back then I didn't think much of it, but now connecting it to the White Dragon, heavenly thunder, and Fēnshēn… it suddenly felt as if the Ren and Du meridians had been opened, and my whole mind became clear.

The Pagoda Formation in the abyss of the Linghai Forbidden Ground is their sole means of producing Fēnshēn.

Having a Fēnshēn brings more possibilities.

For example, Dahui Chan Master should also be a product of a Fēnshēn.

Unfortunately, he ultimately only cultivated the Dībā pò, and failed to help them find the Dharma-body Buddha!

Liu Junyan is, so far, the descendant of the last Fēnshēn produced by the Pagoda Formation.

Fortunately, through Liu Junyan, they found the Dharma-body Buddha—the Little Guy in my belly.

But the problem doesn't end here, because we are uncontrollable.

We stand on their opposing side, with too many variables.

I still have to face Nirvana.

If the Little Guy hasn't safely descended into this world for a day, they still haven't achieved final victory.

What if another Fēnshēn appears at this time?

Would they muster all their strength and spare no effort to seize it?

After all, behind every Fēnshēn lies infinite possibilities.

Only when the chips are firmly grasped in one's own hand does one feel most secure, right?

At this moment, I feel a little admiration for Liu Junyan: 'Āyàn, your idea is too extreme!'

Liu Junyan laughed: 'When encountering strength, I grow stronger; Xiao Jiu is not bad either.'

In the afternoon, Liu Junyan went to the Linghai Dragon Clan, and I called my senior sister.

I told her all the possibilities, as well as our various assumptions and deployments, in detail, so that she would have a clear picture.

Finally, Yu Nian said: 'Xiao Jiu, do you still remember our last call, when I told you that Tang Aunt and I discovered some strange places?'

Indeed, that is the case.

I asked curiously: 'What exactly did you discover? Have you confirmed it now?'

Yu Nian said: 'Tang Aunt discovered a strangely shaped patch of terrain on a side of Wangting Mountain; she has searched for treasures all over the country, and this is her forte; after she repeatedly confirmed it, she concluded that an underground tomb lies beneath.'

Although the news came suddenly, it is not unreasonable, after all, burying tombs beneath mountains is not uncommon.

But Yu Nian continued: 'Tang Aunt's team dug a loot tunnel from the side; she personally entered the tomb and unexpectedly discovered some astonishing things; she did not let me rashly tell you...'

I became anxious: 'Senior sister, at this point there's nothing we can't say—what did Aunt Tang find in the tomb?'

'A patchwork monster,' Yu Nian said, 'Tang Aunt said the place below is heavy with Yin energy, dark, reeking of blood; that patchwork monster is huge and keen—she only glanced at it from afar before fleeing, fearing to alert the enemy.'

'A patchwork monster?' I pondered, 'Could they have sewn together things like spirit ears and Buddha Eyes?'

Yu Nian gave a noncommittal reply: 'I talked a lot with Tang Aunt, and we both think they might be trying to create a true Chaos ferocious beast.'

To create a true Chaos ferocious beast?

From what we currently know, whether it's the Taotie vicious formation or the Qiongqi evil formation, they are merely Formation Arrays.

They have form, even illusions, but lack a substantive body.

And now, they actually dare to dream of sewing together a Chaos ferocious beast—why?

If we have a formation array, isn't that enough? Why do we still need a physical body?

"Tang Aunt is still following up." Yu Nian said, "Her original intention was to wait until things are clarified before telling you, but I think you should be made aware."

After thinking, I instructed Yu Nian: "Senior Sister, tell the younger aunt to hold her position for now; everything can wait until we return from the Ghost Market."

Yu Nian agreed.

Because we were about to go to the Ghost Market, although the small street-facing door of Nan Shu Fang remained open at night, I didn't want any more business to come knocking.

At this juncture, any little thing could disrupt our overall plan.

But the more you fear something, the more likely it is to happen.

That night, just after midnight, a little old lady with unsteady steps walked in from outside, holding in her arms a hand-stitched winter coat with a blue cloth exterior and cotton lining.

She walked up to the counter and tremblingly placed the winter coat on it.

I stood up and politely asked: "Auntie, do you want to sell this winter coat?"

The little old lady waved her hand, opened her mouth missing most of its teeth, and said: "It's the fifteenth of the lunar month again; the shopkeeper must be going to Yin Dang Hang to settle accounts, right? Earlier, Yin Dang Hang had some trouble, my third son left in a hurry and forgot his winter coat; please, shopkeeper, help bring it over."