Chapter 512 Your Tribulation, on the Way

In the Buddhist temple in the depths of the Dragon Hidden Temple, agarwood incense was burning around the Buddhist sect, and numerous seemingly indistinct Buddhist songs echoed in front of the Buddhist temple.

In front of the ancient Buddhist temple hung an iron-painted silver hook plaque with the words "Elephant Great Shan" written on it.

Within the Buddhist temple, two monks, one old and one young, sat cross-legged. Their appearances were exactly the same as what they had experienced in the ruined temple before the Guang Lingui came out of the mountain.

"Therefore, humans need to overcome the nine tribulations and Buddhas need to endure the nine tribulations in order to obtain a chance to prove the Dao." As the abbot of the Dragon Hidden Temple, Master Buku seemed to have finished a long and extensive discussion and said leisurely at that time.

The little monk raised his head to look at the old monk in front of him. His eyebrows were filled with confusion and puzzlement. He asked him, "But what does this have to do with me?"

The old monk narrowed his eyes. He stared at the little monk with a smile on his face, but he let out a long sigh, "You're still a little short of a problem."

"What do you mean? What difficulty? What does it have to do with me?" A trace of panic suddenly appeared on the little monk's face. He seemed to have thought of something, but he was unwilling to remember it clearly. He vaguely realized that once he remembered something, he would lose something that he had sworn to protect with his life.

He questioned Master Bu Ku, the anxiety on his face, and the irritability in his tone all revealed the unease in his heart at this moment.

The old monk did not answer his question. He just squinted his eyes and looked at him quietly. The corner of his mouth smiled, and his brows were filled with great compassion and love.

This gaze made the little monk even more uneasy.

"What do you want me to do? I'm not Li Dongjun, I don't know." The little monk's eyebrows surged with killing intent at that moment.

However, the moment he said this, the little monk realized that something was wrong, and his words suddenly stopped.

The old monk's eyes lit up. He said softly, "I never said you were Li Dongjun."

The gaze in the little monk's eyes became wider as the old monk spoke. He muttered to himself, "If I wasn't Li Dongjun, then who am I? Why are you imprisoning me here? I clearly have something very important to do, but why can't I remember what it is?"

At that time, a dignified golden Buddha statue appeared behind Master Buku. He stood up and looked at the little monk. The gaze in his eyes was both pity and compassion. He extended his hand and gently tapped the little monk's forehead. Then, the Buddha statue behind him extended his hand and touched the little monk's forehead.

Clang!

Along with a soft sound, Buddha's voice echoed throughout the heavens and the earth, and Brahma sang endlessly.

The little monk closed his eyes in panic and opened them a few breaths later.

In the blink of an eye, the little monk's eyes were no longer filled with confusion. He looked to the side at the world outside the Buddhist temple, his eyes filled with compassion.

He murmured softly, his voice like a lotus flower, and his tune like a whisper, "I am a Buddha. I was born to save the world, and I agree."

Saying this, the little monk's eyes gushed with a wisp of struggle, but he was quickly submerged under the Buddhist light that suddenly rose from the Buddhist hall.

A sparkling thing in his eyes ripped open its sockets and descended down his cheeks after a burst of turbulence.

He said again, "I should save all living beings … and I should …"

"Demon Subduing!"

"Demon Subduing!"

As soon as this voice fell, golden light erupted in the Buddhist hall. It was as if a blazing sun had risen in the Dragon Hidden Mountain. The light emitted by the Emperor was endless, and the Buddhist voice was endless.

The old monk looked at all of this and a trace of exhaustion suddenly appeared in his eyes. Then, he looked out of the Buddhist temple and sighed, "Your tribulation is already on its way."

…

"Where exactly is she going?"

Ye Hongjian, who was running on the top floor of the house in Horizontal Imperial City, turned to look at Xu Han beside her and asked in a calm voice.

It was already dawn, and the streets of Crossing Imperial City were filled with early risers and pedestrians who had to go somewhere to earn a living at dawn.

The half-demon rampaged through the streets and soon caused a commotion. The soldiers in charge of the city defense moved in response. They wanted to stop the half-demon, but were stopped by Xu Han. This half-demon was extremely powerful. During the chase, Xu Han and the others attacked several times without causing any substantial damage to it. These ordinary soldiers had died in vain.

Xu Han was definitely not a merciful person, but if he could save the lives of those soldiers with just a few words, he wouldn't mind wasting his breath.

Those soldiers also knew Xu Han's identity as a Seventh Line Golden Robe. They naturally did not care about the rumors and grudges in Jianghu. They accepted Xu Han's kindness and dispersed the crowd in front of them under Xu Han's command.

Naturally, this method was not just to open the way for the half-demon that was running. Xu Han had noticed that although the aura around the half-demon was constantly rising, she suddenly had no intention of counterattacking Xu Han and the others. No matter how Xu Han and the others attacked, she only dodged and then lowered her head and ran wildly all the way.

Although Xu Han and the others were confused, But at this moment, the half-demon had already rushed into the heart of Horizontal Imperial City. If he were to attack now, Not to mention whether they were opponents of this increasingly powerful Half Demon, Once a war broke out, innocence would inevitably be harmed. Hence, Xu Han and the others decided to change their tactics and let the half-demon pass through the Heng Imperial City. This was because they wanted to go to a spacious and uninhabited place to fight against it again. Secondly, the half-demon seemed to be getting stronger and stronger. Xu Han thought that the great figures in the Heng Imperial City could not stand by idly under such a big commotion, right?

However, in reality, those big shots didn't even have the intention to attack. Fortunately, the half-demon hadn't hurt anyone on its way.

However, the doubts in the hearts of the crowd grew stronger with every breath of pursuit.

At first, they thought that this half-demon was frightened by their previous attack, Without the courage to fight them again, Thus, he blindly fled, The crowd also wanted to expel him from the Horizontal Imperial City through constant attacks, However, the half-demon seemed to have a target long ago. It rushed all the way into the center of Horizontal Imperial City. For this reason, everyone continuously launched attacks in an attempt to obstruct it. However, the half-demon would rather resist these attacks and quickly move towards her target. For this reason, she had several shocking wounds on her body.

However, after arriving at the center, she did not stop and continued running towards another place.

This kind of behavior was extremely strange, so Ye Hongjian had the same doubts as before.

Hearing this, Xu Han frowned. He flew up and stood several hundred feet high in the sky. Then, he lowered his head and looked down the path that the half-demon had rushed through. The end of this long street was surprisingly the first sect of Great Xia, Dragon Hidden Temple!

He seemed to have comprehended something as he landed. Looking at the half-demon that was surrounded by increasingly dense black gas, his heart sank as he said in a low voice.

"She wants to do something before being swallowed…"

"Or…"

"To meet someone…"

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