964: Chapter 274: Encountered Colleagues_2 964: Chapter 274: Encountered Colleagues_2 Seeing Su He’s confusion, she forced herself to explain, “I am not good at lying, cutting off the memories related to you, naturally I would not recognize you.”
Lies, no matter how true, can be punctured, only the truth can deceive people.
Su He was exasperated, “Stop joking!
These memories are too precious to be discarded so casually?”
Hard enough to conquer in a month, and now to discard it, whom could he complain to?
Empress Ji Feixue’s Fairy Sword turned back into a stream of water and fell into the sea, glancing at him, she said, “Let’s go!”
Why waste time here after finally getting in?
Once the people from Guiwang Mountain return, would there still be a chance to steal the treasure?
Su He stopped being mischievous.
Using Snow Concealment, he completely hid his form and, with the power of Empress Ji Feixue, he escaped out of the Cave World, stealthily heading towards Guiwang Mountain.
Guiwang, Xuanting, Zhenyou…
These names inspire endless speculation!
Each mountain seems tranquil but gives one a sensation as vast as the Star Sea.
These three mountains all have their own charm, not Mountain Spirits, but the charm of the mountains.
Just like the Turtle Shells of the Dragon Turtle Tribe, they have no Artifact Spirits, yet their Spirit Wisdom is extraordinary.
The three mountains possess their own simple thoughts.
They are waiting, though it is unknown for whom they are waiting to return.
Guiwang Mountain.
Is this the meaning of ‘Guiwang’?
Su He walked cautiously, doing his utmost not to leave traces.
He glided over some floating vegetation and slowly steadied his form.
His gaze fell on a withered plant, which swayed in the wind without showing anything unusual.
But in Su He’s eyes, it was starkly conspicuous.
Buddhist!
The Buddha World!
Not to mention Su He, the Buddha’s Son from Gujing Pavilion, he had once robbed the entire Buddha Pond of the Buddha World, condensing Buddha’s Outer Garment!
The Buddha, a rank far higher than any monk in this realm.
In Su He’s eyes, the methods of the Buddhist could not be concealed.
He could even distinguish at a glance the difference between the Buddha World and Gujing Pavilion.
The Buddhist Law of Gujing Pavilion carried the power of merit, which the Buddha World could not condense.
This grass is not a natural plant; it is a device left by the Buddha World.
Although the vegetation is withered and yellow, the Buddha Force is condensed and does not dissipate, swirling like stars, indicating that it was recently planted.
No more than a month old, to be precise, half a month old.
Su He crept over silently, not disturbing anything, and closely observed with his eyes.
Under the withered grass, hidden, was Space Power.
This was a set of spatial coordinates.
In Guiwang Mountain, the use of spatial abilities was prohibited, even the Divine God Machine of Su He could not be used.
It was a Buddha World’s Monk who had planted this withered grass, intending to use it as the center for spatial jumps.
Su He carefully discerned that there were no remnants of Divine Sense or Intention on the withered grass and quickly realized that leaving Intention here in Guiwang Mountain would be exposed at any moment.
The Refining technique of this withered grass was sophisticated; it was likely that it would only be noticed by others at the instant it was activated.
A Buddha World’s Monk has infiltrated!
Su He licked his lips, extended a fingernail, and gently tapped, allowing a thread of Intention to enter the withered grass with his nail.
In an instant, the withered grass seemed to become a small world, filled with densely packed Swastikas floating around, forming a Big Array.
In the center of the Big Array was a point of sharira light.
This was a trace left by the Buddha World’s Monks.
To activate the transportation through the withered grass, they needed to activate the sharira.
At that moment, the sharira was like it was dead, motionless.
The monk had deliberately put the sharira into a dormant state, fearing it might be detected.
Su He deposited a point of True Yuan into it, transforming it into a stream of water, bypassing the swastikas, and centering on the sharira.
Gently wrapping around, he encapsulated the sharira without disturbing it in the slightest.
If the sharira were to awaken, the instant the withered grass was activated, it would first disturb the water, causing an explosion, and disrupting the swastika formation of the withered grass.
Having done all this, Su He retracted his fingernail, gazed into the distance at Empress Ji Feixue, who stood quietly midair, and his voice turned into a thread, sending a transmission, “Wife, be careful.
A fake monk from the Buddha World has sneaked in.
If something goes wrong, don’t worry about me and exit Guiwang Mountain immediately.”
Ji Feixue’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, she did not respond.
Yet, her gaze shifted towards a struggling youth, who, with every failure, would rotate the ring in his hand.
Someone like him must have brought a thief in.
But it seemed the youth was unaware?
His attempt to breach Moon-Questioning Gate was with full sincerity, desiring to take on apprenticeship at Guiwang Mountain.
Such stubbornness might indeed be possible.
It’s just that his temperament is a bit lacking.
The youth failed time and again, with a look of urgency congealing on his face.
He continuously fiddled with the ring, trying desperately to contact the monk Artifact Spirit, but to no avail.
Had that guy really gone to find their master?
Su He finished transmitting his message and continued forward.
His pace slowed down a bit, as he was careful not to leave any traces while also searching for something like withered grass.
It wasn’t that he was particularly kind-hearted, wanting to take care of Guiwang Mountain’s troubles—he was here to play the thief, and if there was a risk of exposure, why not let a stalk of withered grass take the blame?
Letting the people of the Buddha World take the blame, Su He felt no psychological pressure whatsoever.
As he progressed up the mountain, about a thousand li or so, he found another piece of earth and stone marked by Buddha World’s methods.
He altered it as usual and continued onwards.
Within Fenbao Rock on the mountain,
a monk dressed in tight robes walked with his palms pressed together, the one from the Buddha World known as Monk Kuran, who had previously lit incense in the Far North Icefield to contact the Big Freedom Bodhisattva!
He walked in the open, his body enveloped by a faint Buddha light.
This light came from a pure gold Swastika symbol on his chest.
This was a method of the Big Freedom Bodhisattva.
The Big Freedom Bodhisattva was an existence on the same level as the Tao Lord of Guiwang Mountain and the Four Ling Ao Zu.
With the Tao Lord of Guiwang Mountain absent, naturally, no one could detect him.
Kuran was filled with confidence.
Especially considering the space coordinates he left along the way, should an accident occur, he could use those coordinates to teleport at will within Guiwang Mountain.
Those coordinates could not be destroyed by anyone, for the Swastika symbols within them had been condensed with the power of the Big Freedom Bodhisattva.
They were not powerful, but their rank was exceedingly high.
Unless a power of higher rank than the Bodhisattva entered, no one could break them!
But in this world, Bodhisattvas are the set standards in the Buddhist realm; who could possibly rank higher than the Big Freedom Bodhisattva?
The Old Monk from Gujing Pavilion?
He is but a disciple and nephew to the Bodhisattva!
In this world, there is no Buddha as the legends speak.
The Buddha does not exist!
Perhaps by stealing the Buddha mother relics this time, the Big Freedom Bodhisattva could take a step further, surpassing all beings and attaining the fruition of a Buddha!
With that thought, Kuran’s entire body started to tremble uncontrollably.
Especially when he remembered the red glow he encountered in the Far North Icefield, a glow that contained the original Way of Cause and Effect, perhaps it could even lend a hand to the Bodhisattva!
The Bodhisattva mentioned splitting his avatar to descend to the Lower Realm; how is it now?
With the Bodhisattva’s Boundary Status, he should have already obtained that Cause and Effect.
This time, as long as he returned alive, the great achievement would be enough to secure his position as the Boundary Lord of the Buddha World.
Even aspiring to the Bodhisattva’s Fruition seemed within reach.
Bodhisattva…
that’s an existence on par with the Four Ling Ao Zu, right?!
The entire Buddha World merely has half a Bodhisattva after all.
Such were his thoughts when he suddenly became vigilant.
The Buddha World had gone to great lengths to lure the tiger away from the mountain, to draw away the Greater Power of Guiwang Mountain.
The matter of the Buddha mother relics could not afford any mistakes.
Even with the protection of the Buddha Power from the Big Freedom Bodhisattva, he still had to be extremely cautious within Fenbao Rock.
After all, Guiwang Mountain itself housed an existence on the same level as the Big Freedom Bodhisattva.
The true treasures within Fenbao Rock were scarce, filled instead with much rubbish, a hemp fishing net, a battered fishing rod, a pair of bronze bells…
but the Buddha mother relics were nowhere to be seen.
Monk Kuran moved forward but suddenly turned back.
Bronze Bells?
The bells were exquisite, only slightly larger than a peanut, vibrantly spiritual, and they were a pair of magical treasures yet to be completely refined.
Only half the Golden Lotus was finished.
Was this the base for completing the magical treasure meant to be given away, to wait for the real owner to fully refine it?
Monk Kuran looked down at the bells, beneath them was a line of small characters, seemingly cut by an engraving sword; each stroke was as if left by a blade opening the heavens.
The majestic writing style made one involuntarily submit.
“On the winter month’s seventeenth day, Ji Someone harvested Star Sea Divine God Pearl, refining the Concentric Bell at Guiwang Mountain, to be left for my daughter.”
After reading the note, Monk Kuran’s forehead was covered in cold sweat.
The person who inscribed the message had a Boundary Status far higher than his.
Merely reading the characters nearly injured his Divine God Soul.
Is there a Greater Power with the surname Ji in this world?
In his mind, he flipped through the great powers one by one, but none matched.
Before leaving the Buddha World to journey through the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, Buddha World’s Monks have a stage where they are required to memorize information about all the great powers: their Tao names, real names, Boundary Status, relatives, and friends…
The Buddha World stands firmly in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, not merely relying on a pair of fists but also on meticulous care.
But he did not recall any great power with the surname Ji, indicating that…
it has been too long a time, already eroded in the river of time.
This bell…
an ownerless object!
Amitabha Buddha, this treasure has predestined affinity with Poor Monk!
Kuran smiled as he brought his palms together in salute.