Chapter 195: Chapter 96: Flooded City, Incense Turns to Blade

Pa-da, pa-da, pa-da...

Amidst the sound of raindrops, the sound of fish falling was particularly clear.

Li Xuan looked up at the sky, suddenly stretched out his hand, and grabbed a fish falling from the sky with five fingers, staring at it for a while.

Upon confirming it was an ordinary sea fish, he casually tossed it aside... and continued on the slippery, cold stone steps towards Xinci Temple.

He came today still to hold the "Incense Mobilization Assembly" in his identity as the "Headless Buddha".

The fire of belief, among the fervent believers, is like a flame thrown into a cauldron of oil, spreading rapidly...

Soon, he arrived at the secret chamber of the temple.

Self-Sacrificing Bear King brought two monks dressed in red robes.

These two monks were from the Esoteric Sect.

The pair led a group of disciples, seeing the Buddha and praying, making vows, all proving efficacious, increasing their faith and devotion...

Soon, the group burned incense, closed their eyes, sat cross-legged on the cushions, fingers moving the prayer beads, dismissing three thousand worries, silently chanting scriptures...

However, no matter how loud the scriptures were, they could not resist the "pitter-patter" of the rain outside.

None of the monks were affected, they only opened their eyes after chanting a passage of scripture in unison.

Li Xuan raised his eyes to look outside the hall.

The monks only then turned their gaze towards the rain.

Li Xuan said, "A great demon is causing trouble."

Self-Sacrificing Bear King, with shackled hands, kneeled on the ground, sincerely asked, "May I ask Buddha, what should be done?"

Li Xuan said, "Let the common people in the city worship me."

As he spoke, the Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch quickly bowed and said, "Please know, Buddha, that even though State City is now full of wind and rain, if those from the court discover your whereabouts, they will surely come to destroy..."

Self-Sacrificing Bear King coldly said, "These are all demon apostles, they can simply be killed."

In his view, anyone who does not believe in Buddha is a demon, he is an extremist.

But the Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch, with a normal brain, urgently said, "The enmity with Great Yin was already formed two years ago in autumn; if we show up now, the state’s troops from Great Yin will immediately come here to engage in a death battle with us."

Self-Sacrificing Bear King’s eyes glinted with anger as he said, "Let them come, let them fight, all is fate." 𝒻𝓇𝑒𝘦𝘸𝑒𝒷𝓃ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝒸ℴ𝘮

Li Xuan looked at the two, feeling a bit of a headache.

Luckily, a red-robed monk said, "With this heavy rain, within a few days, Cyan Wood Province will surely be submerged. We can call the province’s townsfolk to pray to the Great Buddha at Xinci Temple, to seek a cessation of the rain. Then, Buddha can sit here, accepting the incense offerings."

This monk was a high monk from the Great Yong’s Esoteric Sect, named: She Juluo.

Being able to appear here immediately was enough to prove his identity and strength.

He was a demon form realm expert from Great Yong’s Esoteric Sect.

As for Self-Sacrificing Bear King and Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch, they were both Triple Cultivator Secret Martial Artists.

Li Xuan finally heard something reasonable, so he nodded and praised it.

She Juluo looked at the Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch, joined his palms, and said, "Amitabha, in this case, the Flood Dragon Monarch should go persuade Abbot Jing Miao."

Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch: ...

To be honest, she came here actually planning to spend the rest of her life peacefully, without intending to be involved in any more turmoil, much less drag the well-intentioned Jing Miao into this whirlpool.

But now, circumstances forced her, and she reluctantly said, "I will go to persuade Jing Miao..."

She Juluo, seeing her demeanor, suddenly said, "Let this old monk go instead."

He raised his head, his eyes youthful and charming.

"Nothing involving my Buddha should be delayed."

Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch froze. Suddenly, she remembered the rumors regarding Great Yong’s Esoteric Sect.

There were quite a few Esoteric Sects, but Great Yong’s branch of the Esoteric Sect was divided into two sects, one named "Bitter Night Sect," where practitioners practice ascetic methods; the other named "Joyful Sect," which sought double cultivation to attain Buddhahood.

And She Juluo, as a strong figure in the Great Yong’s Esoteric Sect, was evidently from the Joyful Sect, his understanding of dual cultivation was impeccable, and his methods with women were naturally extremely strong.

Not only women like Jing Miao, who were not even First Cultivator Secret Martial Artists, but even second and triple cultivators, once they fell for him, would lay on his bed for dual cultivation.

Even more frightening was that these monks from the Joyful Secret Sect did not feel they were "seducing women," but thought they were practicing, sincerely seeking Buddha.

Now, this She Juluo was evidently trying to directly control Jing Miao to save trouble.

Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch hurriedly said, "You are from an outside temple, this affair, let me handle it."

She Juluo remained unmoved, looking upwards respectful said, "I ask Buddha for a decision."

Li Xuan said, "Let the Flood Dragon Monarch go, Jing Miao has wisdom roots, she will agree."

With that one sentence, he directly provided protection for Cao Yi.

Being praised by Buddha for having "wisdom roots," She Juluo did not dare to have further ideas.

Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch respectfully said, "Understood..."

With matters resolved, Li Xuan stood up, in the dense incense smoke within the secret chamber, a swirling path transformed into a golden path, he stepped onto this incense golden path and left directly.

This was enough to leave all the monks watching with fervent eyes.

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"Abbot." The Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch approached a meditation chamber.

Inside, the still young bhikkhuni was meditating with closed eyes.

Jing Miao opened her eyes, looking at the ugly face of the Flood Dragon Monarch, using a voice still youthful, she asked, "Why have there been few people in the temple these last two days? Where have they gone?"

Her expression was calm, even with heavy rain outside, her spirit remained unmoved.

Gritting her teeth, the Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch suddenly knelt on the ground, bowing three times toward Jing Miao.

Jing Miao reacted quickly, she climbed off the cushion, hurriedly trying to help her up.

However, no matter how she tried, the Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch just did not rise.

Jing Miao instantly understood, she sighed and said, "You promised me that from now on you would devote yourself to monastic life and have nothing to do with the past."

The Purple-tailed Flood Dragon Monarch said, "Buddha has arrived."

Jing Miao’s body froze, then showed fear, said, "The court said, the Demon Buddha of the Yu Sect is dead."