Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 964 - 964 76 Sparks2

Chapter 964: Chapter 76: Sparks_2 Chapter 964: Chapter 76: Sparks_2 Therefore, when the Prince of Guanglin, busy with hosting duties, returned to his study and discovered the letter, his emotions were complex and hesitant.

Firstly, the person who managed to break through the defenses of his study and quietly leave this letter must possess imnse powers, which added credibility to the content of the letter;

Secondly, though it was said to be an open call for a son-in-law, in reality, the Prince of Guanglin already had a favored candidate—Monk Nengqing, the direct disciple of the abbot of Ci’en Temple in Bianjing;

Thirdly, Sanyang Temple was indeed powerful, but the White Horse Zen Institution was too ordinary.

Clutching the thin letter, the Prince of Guanglin suddenly found himself without a clue, nor could he figure out why he, the first in line to the Song Country’s throne, had sunk to such a position where he could not even secure the title of Crown Prince.

Lotson, watching the situation unfold quite speechlessly, simply decided to go all out and muddled the Prince’s thoughts.

Of course, Lotson didn’t go overboard, only gently guiding him.

With an epiphany as if enlightened by a profound teaching, the Prince of Guanglin realized the principle that “he who hesitates is lost” and decided to closely investigate Monk Liao Fan of the White Horse Zen Institution.

Having made up his mind, the Prince of Guanglin imdiately summoned soone to retrieve the information about the candidates from the White Horse Zen Institution who ca to partake in the selection of a son-in-law.

It wasn’t long before he had the relevant information in hand.

After reading it, a radiant smile couldn’t help but spread across the face of the Prince of Guanglin; he chuckled to himself like a simpleton, “To master the Six Divine Powers, to attain the Arhat, also known as Sage, position at any ti, with great hope of reaching the Bodhisattva Position, and even possibly the Buddha, suspected to be a reincarnation of Master Wusheng. Haha… My excellent son-in-law, it’s you.”

Lotson, who was secretly observing the Prince’s movents, could no longer stand by and promptly disappeared.

After all, the seed had been sown; the turmoil in Song Country, Lotson had the final say.

While Link was calmly waiting for the Guanglin Prince’s Mansion to begin the son-in-law selection, in another part of the world, Frist and dici had successfully t up.

“How did you expose yourself?”

In the dark and damp cave, Frist, with a broken right arm, asked with perplexity.

“I ‘soul seized’ a death row inmate.”

dici, who had barely stopped the bleeding from a knife wound in his belly, said helplessly, “He was to be beheaded the next day, killed as a warning to others not to disrespect Buddhism. In such a situation, of course I couldn’t just sit around and wait for death, so I fought my way out of the execution grounds. That’s reasonable, right?”

“Reasonable.”

Frist nodded and then spat out in disdain, “Reasonable my ass!”

Unknowingly shedding his identity as the headmaster of Ravensmouth College, Frist’s words and deeds beca bold and rough; he cursed, “I was supposed to be the execution supervisor, and before I could even step on stage to oversee the executions, I heard that the criminal had broken out of the execution grounds and escaped. Then, I got held accountable, convicted, and sentenced to beheading. Is that reasonable?”

dici widened his eyes, looked Frist over, and said queerly, “So it was you who was going to execute , huh… heh… serves you right!”

Frist rolled his eyes in annoyance and, calming his emotions, asked seriously, “What are your plans now?”

“Isn’t that a question for you?”

dici retorted with a roll of his eyes, “You, Frist Diomand, are known as a wise man with many strategies. As for what to do next, of course, it’s up to you, the wise man, to decide.”

“Heh… a wise man.”

Frist laughed sarcastically at himself and then began to analyze earnestly, “Whether it was you ‘soul seizing’ into a death row inmate or soul seizing into the unfortunate ‘execution supervisor,’ it’s not as simple as it seems on the surface. I don’t believe in the so-called random ‘soul seizing’ as claid by the Elent Sage. So…”

“So you think that it was deliberate by the Elent Sage?”

dici continued Frist’s line of thought, voicing the suspicion that Frist ant to say but hesitated to articulate in full.

“Mhm.”

Frist nodded and then quickly moved past the topic, continuing, “I don’t know why you decided to take part in this mission, but I know that I got involved for two reasons: first, to demonstrate the value of Ravensmouth College and the Diomand Family to the Supre Council; and second, to maintain close ties with Lotson and Link Grande. So, whether this mission succeeds or how it is carried out is not the focus. I can completely play the role of attracting attention.”

Having said that, Frist stared at dici, waiting for him to take a stance.

“I can do that too.”

dici responded calmly.

“Good.”

Frist grinned, “Then let’s make a big fuss, draw their attention, and make it easier for them to act.”

“No problem.”

dici agreed without hesitation.

This made Frist more certain that his and dici’s actions were rely a feint. Their existence was to provide cover for Link and the others.

If that was the case, they would make a big commotion.

The two of them discussed their plan thoroughly, began to treat their injuries, and aid to recover their strength as quickly as possible.

Then they would ignite more and wider beacons of fire, stirring up the remnants of the Buddhist Sect’s internal situation.

The beacons of fire around Mount Liang, where Elise was, had already been lit.

Sixteen girls and twenty-three won struck out in all directions. The Lotus Societies they established one after another were uprooted by the Monks’ Martial Army of the Temple.

The death of the Abbot in his own monastery deeply enraged these high-and-mighty temples.

After consulting with the Buddha Ancestor, the high-ranking monks decided to employ the Vajra thod as punishnt for those ignorant peasants who failed to understand respect, truth, and morality.

Every village that had established a Lotus Society faced the onslaught of the Monks’ Martial Army of the Temple.

Farrs who had joined the Lotus Society, young and old alike, were all subjected to whipping.

Fields opened up with the help of the Lotus Society were completely destroyed, and the harvested grains were all burnt in one go.

Those who spread the ideas of the Lotus Society were either hanged or burned to death, their ends extrely tragic.

For a ti, lantation filled the countryside.

Under Elise’s signal, the sixteen girls and twenty-three won did not confront the Monks’ Martial Army of the Temple head-on. Instead, they led the core mbers of the various Lotus Societies and those children and elderly willing to relocate to the top of Mount Liang.

After settling the willing displaced children and elderly, the girls and won led the core mbers down the mountain again to conduct guerrilla warfare.

Today, they would kill a couple of solitary monks; tomorrow, they would raid a lightly guarded execution ground; the day after, they would dare to assault a temporary stronghold with lax defenses.

The “Bath Fire Transmission Technique” passed down by Elise gave the core mbers of the Lotus Society led by the girls and won the ability to appear and disappear unpredictably.

Even though the Monks’ Martial Army of the Temple didn’t suffer substantial damage that could hurt their core strength, they were harassed to the point of helplessness.

No matter how great the power, it had to have a target to hit in order to be effective.

The Monks’ Martial Army of the Temple had considered setting ambushes and had contemplated breaking the Lotus Society’s ability to appear and disappear unpredictably.

However, Elise, standing atop Mount Liang, only intended to temper her subordinates, not to recklessly sacrifice the budding seeds. How could she possibly let the Monks’ Martial Army of the Temple’s plans succeed?

To those farrs, toiling masses, if they died, they died.

But the carefully nurtured sixteen girls, twenty-three won, and the core mbers of the Lotus Society who had managed to survive and grow significantly through this catastrophe, could not be allowed to die in vain.

If they were to die, they had to die for a cause!

With Elise’s help, the Lotus Society, like opening the heavenly eye, managed to avoid each ambush and pursuit by the Monks’ Martial Army of the Temple.

As the saying goes, a single spark can start a prairie fire.

The commotion caused by the Lotus Society grew larger and spread wider, quickly shaking the society that had borne the heavy oppression and extre exploitation of the Buddhist Sect for too long.

An already unstable situation rapidly deteriorated.

While the Lotus Society used the white lotus as its symbol, it spread like dandelion seeds borne on the wind, taking root wherever they landed.

Places that the sixteen girls and twenty-three won had not visited saw the ergence of new Lotus Societies.

Even if many Lotus Societies were extinguished as soon as they appeared.

Despite the fact that too many commoners who joined the Lotus Society faced the destruction of their hos and loss of their families.

Yet, hearts that had grown numb could once again feel pain, desire, and rebellion, and would not so easily return to numbness.

If living was no better than dying, then what was to fear in death?

When the people no longer fear death, how can one use death to frighten them?

To continue living numbly is to die, to rise up in resistance is to die. If death is inevitable, why not die with a blaze of glory?

Even if they could not topple the Buddha statue, spitting on it would suffice.