Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees.

Chapter 872 L Five Dangers and One Surprise (Two-in-One 7K5)

On the outskirts of Luoyang, a meeting was being held beneath a lotus pond in a secluded courtyard.

The people present at this meeting are all famous and renowned figures in the world.

The martial arts world of Da Xia had long been tamed. After all, the martial arts world was essentially a place where a group of people who broke the law with force made their own rules. Once the modern order was established, the territory of these secret rules would shrink and be forced to be compressed into places that could not be seen normally.

Xuan Tian Si took in the martial arts world and also introduced the rules of the martial arts world into the internal Xuan Tian Si. Therefore, the competition for the name and ranking of the Seven Stars of the Blue Dragon is, in a sense, also a martial arts conference, which needs to decide the position of the leader of the martial arts world.

Whether you are wandering around or building your physique, what you rely on is not fighting and killing, but the ways of the world... Having ability is not enough, you also need to accumulate experience. Having experience alone is not enough, you also need to be able to do things, be considerate to your superiors, and be able to promote subordinates. Without exception, all of these require the right skills.

The people in this conference room are smart and experienced enough... They may not be interest groups with completely similar positions, but it is not unfair to say that they are in cahoots with each other.

Since ancient times, the relationship between the imperial court's lackeys and the gangsters has been uneasy, but this does not involve any question of good or evil, it's just that the two of them are different, and the issue of interests is the most important.

The same is true for Xuan Tian Si today… Many things cannot be decided by the leader of the martial arts world. The so-called leader of the martial arts world is just an arbitrator who needs to balance the interests of all parties. The various sects and forces within Xuan Tian Si have been entangled with each other for hundreds of years, and coupled with the newly promoted upstarts, each with their own demands and selfish desires, it is like a big net, densely spread all over Da Xia, and the same silk thread of the same net is entangled with other silk threads, being pulled from all directions. There are disputes among sects, mixed with new and old grudges, righteous and evil, southern and northern schools, traditional and new trends, orthodox and side branches… It is impossible for such a complex entanglement to be arbitrated by one person alone.

Although Xuantiansi was an institution established for this purpose, there are always people who intend to bypass it.

The main reason is that the style of Taoism itself is to seek immortality and ask for the way. Most of the people who do practical work in Xuantiansi are this group of people. Taoists are willing to believe... They practice Taoism and cultivate qi, and their main goal is to do whatever they want, so they rarely demand for interests.

In the past, with the pressure from Zhang Tianshi and the orthodox Taoism, many things were kept secret. But now, Taoism seems to be showing signs of decline, while Buddhism is rising against the trend, sparking a dispute between Buddhism and Taoism. Others must take advantage of the situation and consider whether they should change their support.

There was a mixture of conversations in the conference room, with everyone expressing their own opinions.

"It is not an exaggeration to say that the ranking of this Xuantian Grand Ceremony will determine the future structure of the next fifty years. You should all be planning to compete for it, right?"

"What's there to argue about? Just arrange it in advance... Do you really want to fight to the death in the ring?"

"Then who goes first and who goes second? You have the final say. In terms of the overall strength of the sects, it's not too much for me, Dian Cang, to be fourth and fight for third, right?"

"It's good that your weak strength like Dian Cang has not declined. In my opinion, it's better to keep your rank unchanged."

"Bullshit! If it doesn't change, what's the difference between holding the Xuantian Grand Ceremony and not holding it!"

"Anyway, the first two are definitely still in the hands of Buddhism and Taoism, so you might as well say less."

"This is wrong..."

On the main seat, a middle-aged man in blue clothes waved a feather fan and spoke, and the meeting fell silent.

Someone asked: "What is Mr. Chen's opinion?"

"The main purpose of this Xuantian Grand Ceremony is the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism..." Mr. Chen said calmly: "What you all want is a predictable result in advance, and to ensure your own vitality as much as possible. Instead of staring at the position behind, it is better to look forward."

"The Taoist sect and the Buddhist sect are not something we can bring down..."

"Hahaha, no, that's not what I meant." Mr. Chen raised his feather fan: "You are all smart people. You should be able to see that Buddhism is flourishing and Taoism is declining. In the past, you always looked at Xuantiansi. Why don't you consider going further? Must you limit yourself to this? You should realize that... Shenwusi is the most suitable place to go. Xuantiansi sounds good, but it's just a piece of enclosure."

"This……"

"Let us switch to Shenwu?"

"No, I mean to merge them." Mr. Chen waved his folding fan: "If Xuantian Division and Shenwu Division were to be combined into one, what do you think?"

Everyone present was moved by these words, but...

"How is this possible? Since the founding of the Ten Divisions of Daxia, there has never been any talk of mergers, right?"

"The Divine Martial Division is independent in order to weaken the influence of the martial arts sects. There is the Hero Building below and the Martial Saint Pavilion above..."

"Just because it didn't happen in the past doesn't mean it won't happen in the future." Mr. Chen said calmly, "There are only four saints in the Martial Saint Pavilion, but there are already three Bodhisattvas in Buddhism. If we support Buddhism to enter the Divine Martial Division..."

He observed the eyes of the people around him and continued, "Even if you are unwilling, will the Divine Martial Department let you go? The incident of Prince Xiling involves many people. Everyone is in danger. The Martial Saint Pavilion and the Divine Strategy Palace executed people first and reported later. Many people were killed."

"Is this really to clear up the deep-seated illness left by King Xiling, or is it deliberately to strangle the sectarian power within Xuantian Division?"

"Besides, if you really let those young men hang a knife over your head, can you be sure that you will be the next one to die?"

Hearing this, everyone's faces fell into a gloomy state.

The reason they held the meeting was that they sensed direct danger. The poison left by King Xiling was deep-rooted, and the Xuantian Division, which had the most complicated internal structure and was the easiest to be bribed, had been infiltrated the most severely. But if they really had to scrape the bones to cure the poison, many people present would have to be beheaded.

In the silence, a voice came from a seat in the corner.

"So Mr. Chen's intention is to let the various sects serve as dogs for the Buddhist sect, and wait for it to clean up the Martial Saint Pavilion?"

"For a matter like Xuantian Division swallowing up Shenwu Division, it is not enough to rely on the ability of Buddhism alone. What is more important is the will from above."

"The Martial Saint Pavilion has been relied upon for so many years, and now there is a Divine Strategy Mansion. This is the most prosperous era in a thousand years, and the Divine Martial Department is full of talents."

"What right do the Buddhists have to challenge the status of the Martial Saint Pavilion in flattering the imperial master?"

"For such a world-changing event, it is far from enough to rely on Mr. Chen's words alone."

"How dare you!" Someone shouted angrily, "Apologize to Mr. Chen!"

Mr. Chen looked at the people in the corner and said slowly, "I have other plans. Although the Divine Martial Department is powerful, it is not without weaknesses. The Divine Strategy House is too young and still far from being powerful. It is not worth worrying about now... The only thing worth worrying about is the Martial Saint Pavilion. As for changing the world... I have a way to do it."

A voice continued to be heard from the corner: "Everyone present here is a famous local family, but instead of thinking about serving the country, they are obsessed with the trivial matters of their family, surname, and sect. If you have real skills, wouldn't it be difficult to directly join the Shenwu Division and find a high-ranking position?"

"How dare you! Sect inheritance is a big deal. Who the hell are you to speak nonsense here and disrespect our ancestors!" Someone slammed the table and cursed.

"Sect inheritance... is just a part of martial arts. Buddhism and Taoism all have great inheritance, but what do you have?" A cold laugh continued in the corner: "If inheritance is so important, why don't you see martial saints in your sects?"

"Oh... Huajian Sect did produce a Martial Saint, but he was driven out by you guys!"

Hearing this ridicule, the deputy leader of the Huajian Sect could no longer tolerate it. He threw the object in front of him, and the celadon cup lid flew out, using the technique of three fold hidden patterns.

The speed was so fast that only a shadow remained.

The teacup lid was suddenly frozen in mid-air, as if it had hit a speed bump. The powerful impact force disappeared invisibly, and after it came to a complete stop, it fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"what?"

"Ah this..."

"Who are you!"

The scene was in chaos.

Mr. Chen stood up holding the armrest. His calm expression became solemn, and then changed into a smiling face again.

"Great skill!" He clapped his hands. "Since you are a distinguished guest from the Divine Strategy Palace, why do you still need to hide your identity?"

In the corner, the visitor took off his disguise.

Mu Yaoxi held an ink-colored iron fan in his hand.

His eyes swept around: "The Xuantian Division should have completed internal unification long ago, but they are still scheming against each other. It can be seen that you are all a bunch of mean people with no sense of justice in your hearts. Placing you here means that I believe that you are behind the times and are useless!"

"The Shenwu Division and Shence Mansion will not accept a bunch of dirty things like you...you will pollute the environment."

Mocking in person.

But in the meeting, no one cared about being scolded.

They all knew what the presence of the Shen Ce Mansion meant. They were definitely not here just to take notes of the meeting!

Someone had quietly reached the door and was about to leave, but as soon as he opened the door, he was kicked back along with the door.

Outside the door of the conference room, a young man in white was holding a dogtail grass in his mouth and a long sword in his arms. Ren Nanbei retracted his right foot and said, "I heard that someone here is planning a rebellion. Stand still and don't move. I will bring your heads back for a thorough interrogation."

There was a panic at the scene. When they saw Ren Nanbei, they were like little ghosts seeing the King of Hell.

The grass-cutting knife in his hand can kill noble families and sects!
The Xuantian Division was in a state of panic, all because this beheading maniac had been given the job of executing first and reporting later.

When many people saw Ren Nanbei blocking the door, their first reaction was "It's over, Barbie Q, this life is over."

"You are worthy of being the pride of the modern era..." Mr. Chen looked at Ren Nanbei, then at Mu Yaoxi: "I did not expect you to have the guts to go straight to Huanglong."

"Mr. Chen, you are just a hermit in the mountains. You don't belong to Xuan Tiansi, but you are in the staff team of King Xiling. Now that he is dead, you are still here giving orders and making plans..." Ren Nanbei grasped the handle of the grass-cutting knife, and the thunder turned into balls, dripping and clattering all over the room: "You are the incarnation of Tai Sui!"

"We've caught them in the act." Mu Yaoxi said coldly, "Anyone present today who has colluded with the Ten Evils or Tai Sui will be killed! Those who commit suicide can still keep their bodies intact and respectable!"

Mr. Chen said calmly: "You are very courageous, but I will not take back my previous evaluation..."

"The Divine Strategy House is still too young and far behind. We are not worth worrying about!"

Ren Nanbei smiled: "I like people who are tough on others."

"Do you know why I say that?"

"Because Bai Yujing is dead!"

Mr. Chen sneered: "Without Bai Yujing and Wu Sheng, what can you do to deal with stronger people!"

He suddenly crushed something in his hand, which seemed to be a Buddhist bead.

The next moment, a huge golden hand descended from the sky.

It was too late for everyone to leave at this point.

When those huge five fingers clenched together, Buddha's light filled the whole field, and the Buddha's kingdom was in the palm of the hand.

This move came too quickly.

Even if Mu Yaoxi and Ren Nanbei wanted to resist, they couldn't escape.

The Buddha's kingdom in the palm of the hand of the Buddhist Bodhisattva is a complete domain-blocking skill once activated.

After all, Buddha is not Jesus, and there is no hole in his palm for people to get out.

The surrounding environment has turned into a golden Buddhist temple, with pagodas standing in all directions, with simple shapes and a solemn atmosphere.

A Bodhisattva sat on a golden lotus, his figure over a hundred feet tall, looking down at all living beings from above. The huge shadow he cast was enough to suffocate people.

"Amitabha--!"

Buddhist gilded statue.

As the majestic voice rang out, a Sanskrit chant directly poured into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The famous people in the surrounding conference rooms all slammed their knees to the ground, feeling so insignificant, as if they were going to let go of everything and become monks in the next moment.

It is not about whether their self-will is firm or not. There are many fourth-order grandmasters among this group of people, but once the Buddha's kingdom is established, who they want to save depends entirely on the Bodhisattva's own wishes.

The so-called conversion is very similar to forced brainwashing.

In Buddhism, if you put down your butcher knife, you will become a Buddha instantly... But it is not enough for you to say that you have put down your butcher knife. It must be someone in the Buddhist community who says that you have put down your butcher knife, only then can it be considered as salvation.

This is considered merit and achievement in Buddhism.

But this method of Buddha's light of salvation cannot be used on everyone.

Mu Yaoxi felt a pain in his forehead and then snorted coldly.

Ren Nanbei was also protected by the thunder of law. He was a rebellious person, so it was impossible for him to kneel down to the golden body at this time.

The golden Bodhisattva continued loudly: "Since you have seen me, the Buddha, why don't you bow down to me!"

The majesty of Buddhism poured out like a landslide, and an unstoppable light surged over, engulfing the two of them.

This Buddha's light does not feel gentle at all, but only makes people feel infinitely domineering. People with a weak will be crushed by the Buddha's light.

Mu Yaoxi was born with the blood of a congenital hero, so she had full resistance to mental control. She flew into a rage: "Buddhist Bodhisattva, are you trying to force us to convert? Bald donkey, aren't you afraid that the Martial Saint will come back and tear down the Longxiang Temple!"

It was even more difficult for Ren Nanbei to resist on the side, and the grass-cutting knife in his hand became a little loose.

He lowered his head and muttered to himself, "Can killing people really save the world? The world is like a burning house. If I do this, wouldn't it be like adding fuel to the fire? I really..."

Before he could finish his words, he was hit on the forehead by an iron fan.

"Why are you so confused!" Mu Yaoxi shouted angrily, "Wake up!"

Ren Nanbei opened his eyes and said with difficulty: "I, I tried my best..."

The golden Buddha continued to shout: "Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha right now! Get out of the sea of ​​suffering and turn back!"

The Buddha's palm pressed down again, and suddenly the two men felt like there was a Five Finger Mountain on their shoulders. Ren Nanbei was pressed so hard that he cried like a monkey.

"Think about your wife!" Mu Yaoxi shouted. "I don't have a wife!" Ren Nanbei smiled bitterly. Sorry, he was single.

"Then think about your brother!"

"My brother is gone."

"Think about the other things you care about!"

"I care..."

"Think about those secrets you don't want to expose, and those people you don't want to let go of!"

Ren Nanbei was startled for a moment, then his eyes became firm, and he said to himself, "Yes, Ren Nanbei, think about your web browsing history! Think about your hidden files on drive D and drive E! Think about the browser on your phone! Think about your network disk!"

If you kneel down before the Buddha's light at this moment, you will never have the chance to experience those beautiful things again!
He can't even keep a clean name in this world!

He actually withstood the pressure of the Buddha's light and raised his grass-chopping knife to chop at the Buddha's light. He actually split the Buddha's light in half, pierced through the Buddha's palm, and tore a gap.

The huge Buddha also retracted his broken right hand, turned around on the spot, and immediately shrank to the height of an ordinary person.

The Bodhisattva walked slowly, with lotus flowers blooming under his steps, wearing a cassock that shone with golden light, and said calmly, "I never thought that you two had such a deep prejudice against Buddhism."

"Who are you?" Mu Yaoxi glanced at Ren Nanbei, who was already exhausted. Seeing that his shoulders were worn out and his nose was bleeding, she knew that he had lost most of his fighting power, so she took the initiative to step forward: "No matter who you are... this is beyond the line. The Divine Strategy Palace was ordered to arrest the wanted criminal, and the Dragon Elephant Temple was here to obstruct us and attacked the two of us. Even if you are a Buddhist saint, you cannot not bear any responsibility."

"I am the Bodhisattva of the Dragon Elephant Temple... As for what the two donors said, it is nothing but alarmist talk. I just couldn't bear to see the two of you committing murder in vain, so I took action to stop you."

"What a sin of killing in vain." Mu Yaoxi sneered: "Mr. Chen has already started to plot against the Shenwu Division. Are you, a monk, blind?"

"I have never met that gentleman." Bodhisattva Du Nan said, "I just saw injustice and said a few words of Buddhism to you two."

Mu Yaoxi's mind was turning, and he suddenly realized: "You are in the same group... So that's why this incarnation has your Buddhist beads. You have been colluding with Tai Sui for a long time. This is a trap set for us! What a Buddhist sect!"

The Wusheng Pavilion had just rushed to the front line, and as soon as we accelerated the progress here, the Buddhist Bodhisattvas immediately took action to retain them.

There must be a series of cause and effect relationships involved. Not only is the incarnation of Tai Sui involved, but the purpose of Buddhism is also not pure.

I originally thought that Longxiang Temple's goal was just to suppress Xuanmen Daoism through Xuantian Grand Ceremony, but it seems that the other party really took Mr. Chen's words seriously and wanted to plot the Shenwu Division to replace the Wusheng Pavilion, intending to promote Buddhism... This is how they promote it.

"I think these bald donkeys are crazy." Ren Nanbei spat, "Let's not talk about whether the Martial Saint Pavilion will fall so easily... The Buddhist sect with a strong religious color will never be able to take over the Shenwu Division. Otherwise, wouldn't the Buddhist sect be able to raise a few saints? The one in Zhonghu will never agree to it."

Bodhisattva Du Nan smiled and said: "Buddhism should flourish. This is a great trend that cannot be reversed or stopped."

Mu Yaoxi sneered and said, "Could it be that the Buddhist sect is planning to enter the capital?"

The Bodhisattva smiled silently without saying anything.

Mu Yaoxi was startled, with a hint of anger in her eyes: "You guys are really crazy..."

"Don't get me wrong, Buddhism has no intention of holding the emperor hostage. Quite the contrary... We are heading to the capital to defend the king." Bodhisattva Du Nan clasped his hands together, and once again shone with Buddha's light: "Now that Daxia is facing the threat of an undercurrent, the central government is empty, the three saints of the Martial Saint Pavilion have left the capital, and the capital's defense force is unprecedentedly low. It is time for us, the three religions, to defend the capital. Taoism may not have the spare strength, so Buddhism will take up the responsibility."

It sounds better when spoken than when sung!
Mu Yaoxi understood what the Buddhist sect meant. It was planning to go through the process and go to the capital to increase its presence and reputation… The Buddhist sect also knew that it was impossible to become fat in one go, but they also didn’t want to continue staying in Xuantian Division and fighting with Taoism, because Xuantian Division was simply not going to make it.

"Okay." Ren Nanbei supported his knees and stood up with difficulty: "Why not go now!"

"No hurry. I still want to talk about Buddhism with you two." Bodhisattva Du Nan laughed.

Mu Yaoxi pointed out directly: "Going now would be icing on the cake and a rainy day preparation... but it's not as good as sending charcoal in the snow!"

Ren Nanbei spat out bloody saliva: "Do you really think that no one has seen through the Buddha's intentions? Do you want to help in times of need? The Buddha and Tai Sui are colluding, and they are not clean either..."

"So I want to talk to you two about Buddhism. Once you understand Buddhism, everything will be over." Bodhisattva Du Nan chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha!"

"Bald ass, NMSL!"

……

Beijing.

At this time, the capital city was in the midst of a rainy night.

The drizzle was not heavy, but it kept coming on and off, making people feel upset.

At the entrance of a long street, under a tree, a figure was sitting, holding a wine gourd in his hand, drinking by himself.

This person had a ponytail, a face as white as jade, a slender figure, and was dressed in black and red clothes. He had no Adam's apple and looked like both a man and a woman, making it difficult to tell whether he was a man or a woman.

On the stone table in front of him, in addition to a wine gourd, there was also a weapon, a pair of double swords.

Then, there were messy footsteps coming from the end of the street.

Dozens of people walked through the long street, exuding terrifying murderous intent.

The entire street was pitch black at night without a single light from any household. Only the street lamps were always on, illuminating the dim reflections of the weapons in the hands of these people.

The tall woman with long scarlet hair walked to the middle of the street and caught a glimpse of a mysterious man who was drinking from a wine gourd under a big tree and whose gender could not be identified.

The two sides looked at each other and then withdrew their gazes.

……

Wait until you walk a hundred meters away.

"Miss, that person just now..."

"Don't worry about him. He has nothing to do with what happened tonight." Nangong Shan said calmly: "No matter who he is, it has nothing to do with us."

She continued forward: "This trip is only for Beiming, let's not make any more trouble... How about Dongfang and Ximen?"

"Start from the other three locations and meet up in five minutes."

"It seems like they are the same..." Nangong Shan said to herself, "They made the same choice."

……

under the tree.

The swordsman sneered faintly: "Driving a tiger to devour a wolf, will tonight be the end of Bei Ming... or if Bei Ming Yao takes that step and kills all the invaders... then the other three families will also be finished, haha... never mind, everyone has their own way of living, who knows how many people can survive after tonight."

The last drop of wine in the wine gourd was drunk.

The dual-swordsman, whose gender was indistinguishable, sheathed his weapons, put the two swords on his back, patted them gently, and then walked in the direction of the street from which Nangong Shan came.

If you keep going straight along this road, you will reach your destination without turning.

The third thousandth Rakshasa among the Ten Evils comes to take back the position of Sword Master.

……

East China Sea coast.

A small boat was moored on the shore.

"Come on board."

"..."

"If you have doubts, you don't have to go, but if you miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, it will never come back."

Tai Sui looked at Zhen Shifang who was standing still.

The Overlord has been secretly scheming and planning all his life, but compared to Tai Sui's nearly a thousand years of planning, all his preparations can be said to be insufficient and unnecessary, so that in this game he had no choice but to become the opponent's pawn.

After a moment's silence, Zhen Shifang finally boarded the boat.

He had no choice. His foundation in the holy way was unstable, and his successive plans had yielded nothing. Now even Tao Rusu was missing, so he could only give it a try.

A small boat automatically floats towards the depths of the ocean.

Tyrant asked in a low voice: "You still refuse to reveal the whole plan to me?"

"It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't. Once we get to Penglai, we'll know everything." Tai Sui placed his hands flat on his knees, his movements relaxed and casual: "You just need to follow what I said at the beginning. All other conditions have been fulfilled."

"Once the master of Penglai Island dies, this place will change hands... All plans are made!"

Tyrant said calmly: "Have you forgotten Bai Yujing?"

"How could it be? I left him five set points." Tai Sui patted his knees, "Xuantiansi, Beiming Family, Su Family, Zhonghu or Penglai, attack where he must be rescued. If he is still alive, he will definitely appear. If he doesn't appear, it doesn't matter. The overall situation has been determined, and there is no room for him to play."

"Let's see what he decides..."

"After tonight, the world is bound to change."

"Are you so sure?" The Tyrant said, "It's better to be safe than sorry. With what we have now, we can't kill him."

"I can tell you three more things now."

"The mastermind who harmed three generations of the Bai family is on Penglai Island."

"He ranks second among the ten fiercest people."

"His strength is not inferior to Luohou."

Tai Sui smiled with great confidence.

"If he dares to come to Penglai, he will surely die."

……

Hidden patio.

"Are you sure you're on the right road?"

"I'm sure not, I have a great memory!"

"Can you please stop talking? I'm afraid the bad smell will enter your mouth!"

"Damn, why is there so much shit? I'm going to be poisoned!"

"We're almost there. I have a feeling we'll soon find what's behind that door!"

……

Luoyang, outside the mountain gate of Longxiang Temple.

Mr. Chen was walking down the stairs, waving a feather fan.

What happens after that is just a matter of course.

Buddhism wants to wait for a good price and come to the rescue at a critical moment in order to create a great and glorious image.

In the end, this deal will make him his enemy, but that’s fine… Buddhism is confident that it will have the last laugh, doesn’t he have this confidence?

However, among these five dangerous traps, the Buddhist affairs seem to be the least important at the moment, so the possibility of attracting attention here is not high.

However, Buddhism will affect the overall situation of the subsequent undercurrent, which involves the calculations of Taiyin and the Demon Ancestor when breaking the seal.

By then even Rāhu, the Archer, Yama and others will have to re-enter the game, and no one can stay out of it.

When Mr. Chen was feeling very proud, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure going up the mountain at the foot of the mountain gate.

Today, Longxiang Temple has been closed to pilgrims, so why are there so many people here? Didn’t they see the notice?
Mr. Chen looked down, and with just such a casual glance, he completely lost control of his body.

His gaze dropped downward.

Keep falling.

Until I fell into darkness and could no longer figure it out.

Mr. Chen knelt on the ground, with his back to the Buddhist temple and facing east. His head rolled down the steps until it was stepped on by someone.

The man's head fell to the ground but he was not dead yet. The incarnation only managed to utter one word: "Actually..."

The person who came lowered his head and took a calm look, then turned his ankle and kicked lightly. A huge head flew into the sky and then exploded into a ball of bright red fireworks.

He straightened his clothes, climbed the stairs, faced the Buddha's light, and kicked open the main door of the Great Hall. Half of the flying wooden door was embedded in the belly of the Buddha statue.

boom--!
What a loud and mighty bell!

(End of this chapter)