460: Chapter 52 Emperor Haoling Emperor Lao Bai_3 460: Chapter 52 Emperor Haoling Emperor Lao Bai_3 Chi Yu Zi called out nas one by one, and Gu Wen killed each one as nad.
The conversation between the two didn’t carry beyond thirty feet, the silent movent of lips bringing boundless fear.
“True Martial Venerable, we are Bodhisattvas certified by the Daoist Sect, you can’t slaughter at will!”
Soone shouted loudly, as if trying to escalate the situation, his voice carrying across three hundred miles.
So looked toward the mountain top Buddhist temple, calling out, “We beseech the Venerable to vanquish the demon!”
The Bodhisattvas frantically collided with the golden light, but not a single thread of it wavered.
The monks of Suru Mountain, countless beings kneeling on the eight-hundred-mile heavenly road, a million people in Unclean City, the Three Pure Ones Disciples from the Daoist Sect offices, and Xie Yunnan, who was preparing rigorously for the rescue of Yuqing Heavenly Venerate…
All lifted their heads toward Suru Mountain; whether they had cultivation or not was no longer important.
A red dragon spiraled among the dark clouds, its scales rubbing against the heavens with a rumble like thunder, with thousands of Buddhist temples prostrating under its claws.
“Amitabha Buddha.”
A commanding voice echoed from the top of the mountain temple, nearly bringing the Bodhisattvas to tears upon hearing it.
“Benefactor eliminates harm for the Buddhist Sect, and his rits are boundless.”
Gu Wen walked to the foot of the mountain, looked back and nodded modestly, “It’s rely a small effort.”
Once the sound faded, the three people disappeared, and the great powers from all directions could no longer find any trace of them.
That night, Unclean City, Qianfeng Tower.
Lanterns shone as bright as the full moon, the light flowed like water, and figures of graceful won dancing and singing, along with ten-year trained actors performing dances below.
Gu Wen, Chi Yu Zi, and Jade Sword Buddha sat in a second-floor private room, their figures hidden by beaded curtains.
The steward of Qianfeng Tower stood behind them, occasionally wiping his sweat with his sleeve, fearing any slight slackness.
Of course, she had no qualification to participate in the Buddha eting and could only glimpse the celestial anomalies from afar, unable to see Gu Wen and others entering and exiting the True Temple.
However, being in this position implied she was no fool; the steward of Qianfeng Tower could guess that these matters were related to them.
It was rumored that the Yuqing Heavenly Venerate and True Martial Venerable had ascended to Suru Mountain together, taking away a successor of the Buddhist Sect, who was also the reincarnation of the Buddha Ancestor.
There were three people here, two from the Mystical Sect and one nun—it matched perfectly.
“Qianfeng Tower is all good, just too orthodox,” Gu Wen said as he cracked so lon seeds, watching the dancers below all wrapped up tightly.
“Not to ntion anything else, but watching a dance without seeing an arm or lower leg is always awkward.”
Chi Yu Zi rolled his eyes, “Do you really think the Daoist Sect is idle?
The Eight-direction City Departnt sustains hundreds of thousands of cultivators and millions of mortals, overseeing everything from city managent to street cleanliness.”
“If you really want to see those risqué dances, Qianfeng Tower doesn’t have them.”
With the Heavenly Venerate presiding, the dealings of the Qianfeng Sect were more orthodox.
While it was not possible to say that there were absolutely no under-the-table transactions in the brothel, the brothel itself did not involve itself in these matters.
As long as there was no organization, even if it was discovered, it would only result in a fine.
Being the foremost tower, there was no need to court trouble.
Jade Sword Buddha sat silently, the cheerful singing and dancing below not catching her eye, only a dim light flickering.
She quietly slipped the Spirit Fruit from the table into her bosom, then handed it to Gu Wen.
Gu Wen took it and bit into it, saying, “You have about half a year before you will disappear.
First, cultivate the Houtu Immortal Position to preserve your life; afterward, we will plan for the long term.”
“The nun understands.”
Jade Sword Buddha nodded, introspecting her Qi Sea, as the Houtu Immortal Position was being steadily refined.
Suddenly, a mysterious Taoist charm shook the void.
The three simultaneously projected their Divine Thoughts, seeing a streak of azure light fall from the Nine Heavens, like a star falling.
The location was Suru Mountain, the mountain top Buddhist temple.
[Buddha Ancestor Ruju, one of the Five Elders, the Five Elents in the west, heading Emperor Haoling and Emperor Lao Bai]
The Buddha Ancestor, having received a position in the Heavenly Court.
The Five Elders returned to one, the Four Imperial had settled the Houtu, and the Nine Luminaries and Taiyin were in Gu Wen’s hands.
Returning to the Heavenly Court fundantally frad the great powers of all parties.
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