Becoming a Wizard by Starting From the Mind Closure Technique Chapter 974 - 974 81 Consequences2

Chapter 974: Chapter 81: Consequences_2 Chapter 974: Chapter 81: Consequences_2 Sigh…

Lotson let out a long breath, casting away the myriad thoughts that had surfaced in his mind.

“I am leaving.”

Suddenly, Lotson made a rather extre decision and inford Link and Jasmine.

“You should have left a long ti ago.”

Link was not surprised by this, not only accepting it calmly but even saying so.

“Hmm?”

Lotson was sowhat puzzled by what Link ant by that.

“Companionship is not substitution.”

Link explained briefly and then fell silent, continuing on his way.

Lotson pondered upon hearing these words.

When one is in the mountains, it’s easy to lose sight of the bigger picture, to be biased, and to lose one’s way.

Lotson realized that this had been his situation this whole ti.

The guidance was already complete, and the companionship in” Soul Seizing” into the remnants of the Buddhist civilization was also finished.

It was only that he, owing to his understanding of and distrust in the Wizard World Will, had subconsciously excluded this answer.

“Interesting.”

Once he understood this, Lotson smiled slightly and started muttering to himself.

As the saying goes, understanding one thing leads to understanding many others naturally.

“Thanks!”

Lotson sincerely thanked Link and then left.

He decided not to follow Link and Jasmine any longer.

Everyone has their own thoughts, choices, and paths.

Link embarked on a path that ideologically and doctrinally overturned the current societal layers and structure within the remnants of the Buddhist civilization, so let him proceed that way.

As for Lotson, he was preparing to complete his prior plans and then withdraw from the remnants of Buddhist civilization.

With a thought, Lotson teleported into the study of the Prince of Guanglin.

With another thought, Lotson activated the forces secretly amassed by Jasmine—those greedy for greater secular power, and those forces that were hostile or even hateful towards the Buddhist Sect—and mobilized them one by one.

In an instant, a massive chaotic conflict erupted in this part of the world.

Following the within-Buddhist Sect waves of “Speculation” and “Becoming Buddha,” the turmoil primarily occurring in the secular world but aid directly at the Buddhist Sect, quickly spread across the entire land.

It was chaotic!

All sorts of demons and spirits erged!

While it couldn’t be described as rivers of blood, it was certainly a hell on earth, with fires everywhere.

“Link, are we really doing the right thing?”

Atop a mountain, Jasmine looked down at the unrest in the lands below, witnessing life after life being lost, and asked softly.

It wasn’t that Jasmine suddenly developed a compassionate heart and truly pitied those powerless commoners who were being exploited by the Buddhist Sect to the extre.

Rather, this thod made her sowhat unable to understand or adapt.

“There’s nothing wrong with it.”

Link, heart of stone, coldly said, “This is not the karma we created.”

“Why do you say that?”

Jasmine looked into Link’s eyes, seeking an explanation.

Link didn’t imdiately speak; instead, he looked up at the sky.

Three suns stood side by side, emitting light and warmth, illuminating the twelve habitable realms of the remnants of Buddhist civilization.

After watching for a while, Link then said, “Three Buddha Ancestors above, there is still so much filth among mortals, and it’s precisely the disciples and believers of the three Buddha Ancestors who allow for so much filth to exist. How could these bloodshed, these sacrifices, and these tragedies possibly be the karma we created?”

Pausing, Link solemnly added, “It’s the karma created by the three Buddha Ancestors.”

As Link finished speaking, he ford the Ksitigarbha Fundantal Seal with his hands and again made a grand vow: “I, Liao Fan, vow to save all sinful and suffering beings until they reach enlightennt and achieve True Enlightennt.”

Lotson, who had a tacit understanding, had already arrived in Bianjing, the capital of Song Country, outside the gates of Ci’en Temple.

It was as if he had heard Link’s grand vow, as Lotson then appeared from the shadows.

“Who goes there?”

The monk guarding the temple gates spotted Lotson’s figure and imdiately burst out in a loud shout.

Lotson couldn’t be bothered to deal with these monks, instead directly gathering the resentnt and curses of those who died in the chaos he had initiated, and hurled them towards the Mahavira Hall of Ci’en Temple.

Ci’en Temple, being the foremost grand Buddhist temple in Song Country and its neighboring nations, naturally not being rely for show, had countless Vajras, hundreds of Arhats, and several Bodhisattvas who had already reacted and prepared their response from the mont Lotson appeared.

Discovering Lotson’s tactics, several Arhats and Bodhisattvas fought selflessly, standing in front of the Mahavira Hall.

Other Vajras, Arhats, and Bodhisattvas either attacked ferociously or ford arrays in preparation or wielded magical instrunts, all confronting Lotson head-on.

“Hehe…”

However, Lotson just chuckled lightly, then self-destructed.

Bang!!!!!

The gate of Ci’en Temple, which had stood since its construction, was instantly reduced to ashes in the explosion.

Due to this impact, a tiny gap appeared in the defenses inside and outside the Mahavira Hall.

A wisp of faint light passed through this fleeting gap, rushing into the Mahavira Hall, splashing onto the ditation seal of the Central Gautama Buddha who was sitting auspiciously.

Following the profound connection, the wisp of faint light quickly disappeared into the void.

“Moo!”

The central sun emitted a trendously grand sound, bursting forth with infinite brilliance.

The faint light, upon being illuminated by the brilliance, instantly dissolved without a trace.

After all, a reincarnation of a Saint is rely a reincarnation of a Saint.

Under the condition that Lotson was unwilling to pay a huge price, it was sowhat delusional to think of attacking the Central Gautama Buddha.

However, Lotson had already achieved his goal.

The defense system built by the conjunction of three suns loosened due to this stimulation.

To repair it would require ti and energy.

As a result, the attention the three suns paid to the internal remnants of the Buddhist civilization was bound to decrease.

This provided Link with much more room to maneuver.

Link, who had been looking up at the sky, saw through “Heavenly Vision” Lotson’s actions, saw the wisp of faint light, and even the boundless brilliance burst forth in the void.

Even more, Link briefly t eyes with a pair of eyes that seed to contain endless emotions yet appeared devoid of any.

“Hmph!”

Link snorted softly, exited “Heavenly Vision,” lowered his head, and tears of blood flowed from his eyes.

At this mont, Jasmine couldn’t take care of Link’s state and suddenly lunged toward an empty area.

With a boom.

Monk Nengqing appeared out of nowhere and exchanged a palm strike with Jasmine.

The two parted imdiately after the contact, each stepping back three steps.

High-end combat is often plain and simple.

Without any need for dazzling light and shadow effects, each punch or kick contained supre power.

The mountain shook as if a magnitude six earthquake had occurred, rely from their single palm exchange and three steps back.

Rustling, rumbling…

Rocks shattered, trees were snapped in half, and countless wild animals fled in panic.

“Evil Path!”

Monk Nengqing utterly ignored the damage to the mountain, the effects caused, and coldly stared at Link and Jasmine, “Heavenly Demons from beyond our realm, everyone is obliged to slay them.”

While dropping harsh words, Monk Nengqing ford a hand seal, ready to use the Vajra thods to subdue demons.

With eyes streaming blood tears, Link stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Jasmine, signaling her to leave.

Jasmine did not question what Link was planning but did not hesitate or delay either.

She left imdiately, travelling several hundred miles in one go.

Monk Nengqing would not moderate his actions due to this turn of events, and he executed the demon-subduing thods as intended.

Like a violent storm, Monk Nengqing’s body turned into a phantom, fists, feet, palms, claws…

Every attack thod available in the martial monk’s arsenal was used by Monk Nengqing, landing on the unresisting Link.

All this ti, regardless of his inner inclinations, Link had been practicing the Bodhisattva Dharma School.

Mind and power, in the course of this practice, were rapidly advancing beyond Link’s control.

According to the classifications of the Wizard civilization, Link’s true nature was that of a Level Five Sage;

however, now, as a self-taught practitioner in the Buddhist disciple, Link had reached the Bodhisattva (Great Sage) realm within a few months of practicing the Bodhisattva Dharma School, and he even showed signs of becoming a Buddha Ancestor (a special Ninth Level Great Sage).

The lesser pulling the greater, it was exactly so.

Just as Link was troubled about how to solve his dilemma, Monk Nengqing ca knocking at his door.

Thus, Link endured nearly two hours of attacks, dying under Monk Nengqing’s hands.

Before his death, Link sat in lotus position and smiled serenely:

“If I do not enter Hell, who will enter Hell?”