Chapter 3403

"Forget it, this Xiao will take it first!"

Looking at the old monk lying on the ground with a serene face, Xiao Hua couldn't help but feel heartache. This kind of thing had happened several times already, making him feel very uncomfortable. He always felt that in this world, good people rarely have good karma, and evil people live a long life.

"Army!"

In a trance, the Buddha's Relic chanted the incantation, and the bowl-sized golden character fell on the old monk's body …

"Huh?"

The golden light dispersed, but the old monk's soul didn't come out. The Buddhist Nine Syllables Incantation didn't have any effect on the old monk, which made Xiao Hua quite surprised.

"Lin!"

Immediately after, the Buddha's Relic chanted the incantation again, and as Xiao Hua expected, the old monk's soul still didn't come out.

"Alas, the old monk bitterly cultivated for a lifetime, but in the end, he was still delayed by this King!"

Xiao Hua sighed, feeling that because he became a devil, he was implicated, causing the old monk's soul to be unable to escape from the hands of the Heavenly Devil. "It seems that if this old monk wants to reincarnate, this King will really have to use the secret technique of the Tantric Sect to refine the old monk's Relic?"

"But, how can I take out the old monk's Relic?

Moreover, if I want to walk in the Pure Land, it will be troublesome if I don't understand the language here. Let's see what is recorded in the Exquisite Temple's Buddhist scriptures first! "

The Buddha's Relic waved its hand, and a Buddhist light shot out, and the pagoda in the main hall was also absorbed into the Exquisite Pagoda. After the Exquisite Pagoda and the Buddha's Relic were absorbed into the Exquisite Pagoda, Xiao Hua looked at the old monk lying on the ground and was very puzzled.

The old monk might not be able to live until tomorrow, but after all, there was a big difference between him and his death today. The old monk should have a lot of instructions for Xiao Hua. These instructions could only be taught after Xiao Hua shaved his head. Now that the old monk was gone, Xiao Hua was once again in the dark.

However, Xiao Hua was already used to this kind of exploration. He very familiarly had the Buddha's Relic take out the Buddhist scriptures that had just been absorbed into the Exquisite Pagoda, and he himself put the old monk's corpse into the small universe bag, and slowly walked out of the main hall.

The Seal of Overturning the Sea above the Xiao Ling Long Temple had already been withdrawn when Xiao Hua entered the main hall. Now, the bright and dazzling sunlight shone directly into the small courtyard. The sunlight was extremely bright. Although Xiao Hua was not afraid, he still naturally stretched out his hand and cupped it against his eyes.

Just now, he had come in a hurry, and left in a hurry as well. He hadn't looked carefully. Now that Xiao Hua's gaze swept over the entire courtyard, he sighed even more.

This Xiao Ling Long Temple was even more austere than the Seven Yang Monastery or even the Jiang Chao Monastery. It seemed that other than the remnants of a fire in the small hut, there were no other traces of people living here. Xiao Hua really didn't know how the old monk managed to survive here. After all, Xiao Hua didn't see any traces of Buddhist cultivation techniques on him.

The sun was very bright. Standing under the sun, Xiao Hua didn't feel particularly hot. However, a very strange feeling came from Xiao Hua's skin. It was as if he was being roasted, and also as if the wind was blowing. However, there wasn't any wind at this time.

The wind and snow from before had disappeared in an instant.

"Ten thousand years ago, there was a senior from the Buddhist Sect who set up this place, and even … set up the Xiao Ling Long Temple here. Could it be that they were waiting for me?"

Xiao Hua naturally wouldn't be as pious as the old monk. His thoughts were very simple. Looking at this simple and crude temple, he frowned and pondered. "If that's the case, then this Xiao's life experience is naturally within this senior's calculations?

Aiyo, this Xiao has been too busy these past ten days. I actually forgot … "

While thinking, Xiao Hua's mind immediately entered the space. He took out the map of the Hidden Immortal Continent that he had obtained from the Star Seizing Tower. Without saying anything, he threw it to the green-robed Xiao Hua. The green-robed Xiao Hua continued to nag, but after being smashed by Xiao Hua, he immediately shut his mouth. He obediently took out the Jade Eyes and hastily checked it.

"Hei hei, it seems that the temptation is still very useful!"

Xiao Hua's mind withdrew from the space. He looked at the Nascent Soul sitting cross-legged in his lower dantian. He was very proud. This Nascent Soul was very popular at this time. Any primordial spirit that wanted to come out and take a look would use this Nascent Soul. Unfortunately, the Nascent Soul realm had not yet stabilized and the Nascent Soul's body had not yet completely solidified. Otherwise, several primordial spirits would have already started fighting.

Of course, if the entire Nascent Soul was completely solidified, it would only become a late Nascent Soul realm cultivator. However, for Xiao Hua's Nascent Soul with the Dao of the Heavens as its foundation and the green-robed Xiao Hua's secret technique, several primordial spirits taking turns to control the early Nascent Soul to come out for a stroll … could not be considered a difficult matter, right?

Xiao Hua's mind withdrew. Immediately, news came from the Buddha's sarira. Xiao Hua slightly closed his eyes. Subsequently, he nodded and released his Buddhist sense. He found what he was looking for about nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang to the west of the Xiao Ling Long Temple.

Xiao Hua was about to use the Cloud Riding Technique. However, just as he was about to move, he stopped. He turned his head and looked at the small house where the old monk was eating butter tea. He quickly walked over and took out a large wooden board. He placed it in front of the main hall. Then, he took out the old monk's corpse from his small Qiankun Bag and solemnly placed it on top of the wooden board.

Along with Xiao Hua's recitation of the Rebirth Mantra, a strand of Buddhist light once again emerged from the golden Buddha statue and landed on the oil lamp. The worn-out oil lamp flashed with a trace of light, and a bean-sized flame appeared out of thin air from the oil lamp.

"Amitabha Buddha. Excellent, excellent!"

Xiao Hua's Buddhist sense was constantly released. However, he still couldn't find out how this flame was born. Xiao Hua couldn't help but sigh. The Buddhist Sect's methods were indeed subtle.

Xiao Hua held the oil lamp in one hand. The flame of the oil lamp didn't seem inferior in the daytime. Xiao Hua's other hand was holding the wooden board. The old monk's corpse was peacefully lying on top of it. When the sun shone on his body, it was somewhat holy. Even his bitter chrysanthemum face reflected an indescribable smile.

Xiao Hua left the Xiao Ling Long Temple and walked towards the west side of the temple.

The Xiao Ling Long Temple was located on a huge mountain range. The Xiao Ling Long Temple was located on the highest peak of the mountain range. Xiao Hua descended from the highest point of the Xiao Ling Long Temple. At this moment, he was walking along the mountain range of the Xiao Ling Long Temple.

The path under Xiao Hua's feet couldn't be considered a mountain path. It was just some slightly chiseled stones. Moreover, these stones couldn't be seen clearly under the thick snow. However, the pious Xiao Hua stepped on the snow step by step. His feet emitted a "Zhi Zhi" sound. This sound seemed to be the only sound between heaven and earth, causing Xiao Hua's heart to become increasingly calm.

The further he walked, the stronger the wind above the mountain range. However, the flame of the oil lamp didn't seem to be affected at all. It didn't even sway.

Nine hundred and ninety-nine zhang seemed to be very far, but after walking step by step, there would eventually be an end.

At the end of the road was a small groove. Although there was some snow, under the mountain wind, the snow had already been blown thin, revealing the dark mountain rocks. If one looked carefully, they would discover that the dark mountain rocks were different from the color of the mountain rocks outside the groove. This darkness was in patches, clusters, and threads. It should have been caused by the fire.

Xiao Hua's gaze fell on this place. His eyes revealed compassion. He already knew from the Xiao Ling Long Temple's Buddhist scriptures that this groove was the place where the monks of the Xiao Ling Long Temple were cremated. In the past ten thousand years, more than a thousand Buddhist children had returned to the west. The Buddhist fire that burned their remains had burned the mountain rocks at the foot of the mountain into a black color!

Xiao Hua respectfully walked in front of the groove. He carefully bent down and prepared to place the old monk's remains on top of the groove.

At this moment, a rather indifferent Buddhist sense swept over from the distance. It was like a clear wave overflowing from the top of the Xiao Ling Long Mountain!

"Oh?"

This Buddhist sense came abruptly. Xiao Hua didn't have time to change his clothes. However, he frowned. As his thoughts flashed, he immediately used the Appearance Changing Technique. A face with a small nose and small eyes appeared. It was precisely Zhang Xiaohua's appearance.

However, in just a moment, Xiao Hua's idea changed again. The small nose became tall and straight, and the small eyes became big and spirited. He changed into another appearance.

After changing his appearance, Xiao Hua wasn't in a hurry. He simply placed the old monk's remains in the groove, put his palms together, and looked into the distance.

However, although Xiao Hua was standing still, the Buddha's relic in his Niwan Palace was busy. Just now, the Buddha's relic had roughly read through the Buddhist scriptures. Originally, it didn't intend to look at the records of the Pure Land's language. Now that it saw that someone was coming, Xiao Hua could only let the Buddha's relic quickly flip through the records.

Who would have thought that after the Ling Qi Sky was broken through, Xiao Hua's intelligence had undergone an earth-shattering change. Previously, he had spent a lot of effort to master the language, but in the time it took to eat a meal, he had already made progress.

Xiao Hua's heart was wild with joy, and at the same time, he became more and more stable.

Just when Xiao Hua was reciting and familiarizing himself with the language of the Pure Land's world, he heard a very unfamiliar roar of a beast. In the distance, a cyan cloud floated over like a cyan lotus.

Above the cloud was a cyan lion several zhang in size. This cyan lion looked a bit strange. From head to tail, it had a pure cyan mane without any impurities. Even under its feet, there were four rather large cyan lotuses. That cyan lion looked very fierce. Its eyes, which were bigger than a fist, were flashing with cyan brilliance.

Looking at the cyan lion again, a boy wearing a monk's robe was sitting cross-legged. The boy's lips were red and his teeth were white. His face had a kind of otherworldly appearance. The top of his head wasn't bald, but was instead clustered into five buns. On each of the buns, there seemed to be a golden token engraved with the golden body of Buddha. The boy wasn't empty-handed. In his left hand, there was a cyan lotus. On the long stem, there was a bowl sized lotus that was blooming vigorously. The boy's right hand was holding a cyan sword. The sword was plain, and there was nothing special about it.