1039: Chapter 298: Not Very Respectful, Sending Off the Big Freedom Bodhisattva_2 1039: Chapter 298: Not Very Respectful, Sending Off the Big Freedom Bodhisattva_2 How significant is the big, and how significant is the small?
Unable to fathom any of this, was his sincere heart present merely to express affection across various eras?
Qing blinked, deep in thought, and proceeded to step forward as instructed; with each step, he found himself advancing more than ten miles.
From here to the temple was a mere hundred steps.
As he walked, he felt the world infinitely expanding while he seemed to rapidly shrink.
Reaching the front of the temple, the walnut-sized building now loomed like a towering colossus.
Ancient and timeworn.
Qing was astonished.
With a flash, he retreated with divine agility, finding himself thousands of miles away after a few blinks.
Looking forward, the temple still appeared the size of a walnut, a thousand miles away.
Yet, he saw no sign of Ji Feixue and the others.
Startled, Qing blinked back instantly and saw the temple doors had already swung open.
With a wave surging forward like a tide, he rushed into the temple.
Inside, the three of them were present.
Ji Feixue held a sword to her chest with both hands, her brows slightly furrowed, looking every bit the noble Count of Frost.
The two besides her glanced at the main hall of the temple and then turned to look at Qing with a strange expression.
Upon entering, Qing sensed a peculiar breath.
Two steps in, he saw not a divine effigy where one should be, but a figure curled up in a sitting position.
Appearing to be just over twenty, clothed in neat black garments, handsome, seated with eyes closed — were it not for the symbols and chains encircling him, one might have thought he lay there in slumber.
Ji Feixue turned toward Qing, “Your previous incarnation’s corpse?”
Qing grinned, “An avatar!”
Who else could it be if not an avatar of his past life’s corpse?
No wonder the Tao rhythm felt familiar!
The corpse lacked the endless Tao rhythm of Qing himself, yet it bore a similar essence.
However, the rhythm was isolated by the symbols, incapable of dispersing; it felt different from the outside, and through the barrier of the temple, he hadn’t been able to detect it immediately.
Wangjun and Maple Ancestor, standing beside him, heard about another wonder of the world.
Could members of the Dragon Turtle Tribe also be reincarnated?
But such a matter must involve the secrets of the Dragon Turtle Tribe, and the two tacitly chose not to speak.
Next to the corpse, a playful line of text read: “You’re not allowed to take this body away!
Wait for me to return in my next life, I’ll need to borrow it!”
Below that line, another line stated: “Hey!
Won’t let you make a trip for nothing, here’s an amulet for protection!”
These words floated mid-air, forming the shape of an arrow, with the final brushstroke pointing to the corpse’s hand.
Even the writing appeared lively and free.
It was as if the person writing was playfully frolicking right in front of them.
Indeed, as is the writing, so is the person!
Qing chuckled, his form quivering as he transformed into a birdman and stepped forward to reach through the symbol chains, plucking the jade talisman from his past life’s avatar.
Holding the talisman in his hand, he understood its true purpose.
Concealment!
To hide one’s status and ward off the prying eyes of others.
A fine piece indeed, but it just didn’t match Qing’s personality.
How could the boundless energy of someone as vibrant as Qing ever be concealed by a mere talisman?
Wangjun and Maple Ancestor’s pupils shrank.
Although they had known about it, actually witnessing a member of the Dragon Turtle Tribe transform into a living human before their eyes—particularly one that shared the distinctive traits of their own clan—was visually startling.
Seeing Qing resemble the temple’s deity so closely only added to the peculiarity.
Qing surveyed the surroundings.
The temple had nothing special to it; it seemed to exist simply to house his body.
Only at the corner of a carved beam were a few small characters: “Stop looking, there’s nothing left for you!
I’m going broke!
Even poorer than when you last saw me, now go!”
Qing snickered.
Baiyin was indeed poor.
The great Immortal Sovereign had exhausted all his wealth to revive him, and when Qing returned to ancient times, the Sovereign was reduced to eating flatbread.
“Let’s go!” Qing bowed to the two elders of the Tian Nu Clan, “I trust you two to take care of this place.
Please ensure nobody enters at will.
Some day, I shall repay the Tian Nu Clan with great gratitude.”
Even though the measures left by Baiyin made sabotage by others nearly impossible, having additional protection was certainly the better option.
The two bowed in unison and replied, “Rest assured, friend.
No one has ever entered the Tian Nu Clan Forbidden Area.
When the Goddess grows up, we will certainly admonish her not to step in lightly.”
Although they knew not why the past corpse of the Dragon Turtle lay in their domain, simply keeping watch over it was no great burden.
Moreover, the people who laid out the temple were unfathomable in their methods, and even if there were objections, there probably was nowhere to lodge them.
Moreover, it’s very possible that they had come to an agreement with the Bu Tian Clan.
Otherwise, why haven’t we seen any objections when Divine God’s Sons and Goddesses have appeared in the world in previous generations and entered here?
Su He clasped his hands in thanks and looked at the temple thoughtfully.
He didn’t know what that girl was up to again, but he always felt as if something underneath the temple was about to spring forth.
Using my corpse to suppress something again?
This space gave the feeling of inheritance; perhaps he needed to collect the previous life’s corpse and its avatars before it could be revealed?
Could it be that Baiyin left her entire Tao Cultivation on the body, waiting for White Spirit to inherit it?
Ji Feixue watched as Su He retrieved the Jade Talisman and looked at the characters in the sky, remaining silent.
She was sure that there was nothing left here and was the first to turn and walk away.
Su He hurried after her, feeling somewhat weakened for no reason, following behind her.
In a moment, they returned, escaping from that space, back to the area behind the honeycomb rocks they were at earlier.
The White Tiger Rift was still blocked at the entrance.
“Could it be that the monk plans to seal this place off completely?
He sacrificed this avatar; does he plan on not opening up this place and waiting for his main body to split another incarnation to come down?”
Su He wondered.
Such a thought was very plausible!
If it were Su He doing it, he would definitely do so.
Ji Feixue’s eyebrows knitted as she struck the rift with her sword.
With a collision sounds, a mark was cut into the seal set by the Free Bodhisattva.
But not a single sign of damage could be seen.
Su He licked his lips, with a slight curl at the corner of his mouth, he said to the three people, “Don’t resist.”
With one arm, he wrapped around Ji Feixue’s waist, another stream of water swept up two old ancestors from the Tian Nu Clan.
The light from the Boundary-breaking Beads flashed, he took a step forward, and the view before their eyes changed—they were already beyond the rift.
This space behind the rift wasn’t large, resembling a tiger’s den.
In the center stood a stone platform with a groove atop it.
The surroundings were open and empty.
Above them, a mass of gold and white aura continuously emitted a strong killing intent; as Su He entered, the Free Bodhisattva’s hand came up empty, failing to grasp that aura.
He looked down toward Su He and slowly descended.
“Boundary-breaking Beads!” He immediately recognized the means Su He used to break through his formation.
But recognition was useless, he had no materials that could withstand the Boundary-breaking Beads.
And as for methods… he could only use the Buddhist Divine Skills that Monk Kuran inherently knew.
There was no need for words when enemies met; the Free Bodhisattva’s palm pressed down, and with a rumbling sound, the entire cave resonated with the hum of the formation.
He had not managed to destroy the cave.
But the formation was already in place, perfect for killing!
It didn’t matter if this avatar was spent.
It would be exhausted here.
To kill and completely close off this place, as this strand of consciousness burned out, the main body would naturally come to check.
Since he could not take away the White Tiger Killing Qi, his main body should be easy to…
He was very ruthless in his actions, but just as the thoughts in his mind were rising, they were abruptly interrupted!
As the formation descended, just as it was blocked by that couple, they saw the White Tiger aura, which had always been cold to him, suddenly twisted and, with a whoosh, charged at the Birdman.
Even carrying a cheer, like a weary bird returning to its nest, it directly crashed into the Birdman’s chest.
Big Ease Bodhisattva: “!!!”
Amitabha Buddha!
So it was indeed so!
These two would indeed take this thing away.
Buddha’s fury roared as the tiger’s den was instantaneously filled with flashes of lightning, thunder, and a world collapsing, a scene like the end of the world.
The formation originally used to destroy the tiger’s den struck inward, attacking all four people at the same time.
Su He stomped down, and Taiyuan opened up beneath him.
Like a Primordial Fierce Beast, he swallowed the surging currents.
Four Wrathful Vajras appeared overhead, each palm striking downward.
Their momentum was unimaginable.
One after another, the Su He Mountain Divine God Seal was sent upward to collide with the Vajras.
The Free Bodhisattva roared, readying to unleash his power, when an impatient and pleasant voice came, “Hey hey!
You’re so annoying!”
Everyone was startled and looked up, just to see a slim jade hand descending from the sky, directly striking down.
“Smack!” With a muffled sound, the Free Bodhisattva was slapped from the sky straight down.
In an instant, the formation extinguished, everything returned to calm, as if nothing had ever happened.