The young monk spoke to the old monk with a smile.
The old monk smiled and pointed at Xu Xian, saying, "This young man just happened to meet me and we did morning exercises together. If you want to join, you can. Morning exercises are extremely beneficial for cultivation. You young people should do more morning exercises."
The young monk didn't look at Xu Xian, but continued to say to the old monk, "I see that you have white hair but a youthful face, and you walk with great agility, yet your breathing is still calm and composed. Clearly, your cultivation has reached its peak. May I ask how many years you have been cultivating?"
The old monk stroked his long beard and said with a rather proud expression, "Time waits for no one. More than two hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye. And you, little monk?"
The young monk humbly said, "I am ashamed, I am ashamed. I have only been cultivating for more than twenty years. I am not as good as you, old abbot. Your cultivation is so profound that you can steal the sky and change the sun, and pass off fish eyes as pearls."
At this point, the young monk paused, his voice suddenly turning cold, and he shouted, "I can tell at a glance that you are not human."
The old monk's expression changed, and he exclaimed in astonishment, "Ah!"
After the young monk finished speaking, he sped up and rushed in front of the old monk, blocking his way. He shouted, "Demon! I'll make you reveal your true form!"
The young monk made several hand seals and chanted, "Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas, World Honored Ksitigarbha, Prajna Paramita Emptiness."
Immediately afterwards, a burst of Buddhist light appeared in his hand, and he flicked his finger at the old monk, the light easily striking the old monk.
"Ahhh!"
The old monk screamed repeatedly, rolling on the ground, crying out, "No! Venerable Master, I have been worshipping at the feet of the Great Golden Buddha of Lingtai Temple for a long time, absorbing the Buddha's blessings, and my temperament is peaceful. Venerable Master, please spare my life!"
"nonsense!"
The young monk paid no heed to this, and brandished the Dragon-Subduing Golden Bowl in his palm, ready to subdue the old monk.
"Master, wait a moment!"
At this moment, Xu Xian, who had been following the old monk on his morning exercise, spoke up to stop him.
"Hmm? Little Taoist priest, are you trying to stop me from subduing the demon?"
The young monk frowned, his eyes showing displeasure, and demanded an explanation.
"This humble one would not dare, Master, please hear me out. There are good and bad people among humans, and there are good and bad demons among demons!"
The monk's gaze fell upon him, and Xu Xian felt an immense pressure bearing down on him, making it difficult to even breathe. He barely withstood the pressure and argued, "So, what I mean is that Master should investigate its nature before acting, instead of capturing every demon you see. What do you think, Master?"
"No matter what, a demon is a demon, and a human is a human! Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts! Even if they are kind for a moment, who can guarantee that they won't do evil in the future?"
The young monk remained unmoved and shouted, "I'm not going to talk to you anymore. Get out of my way so I can subdue this demon!"
"Young man, I won't allow it! This old sorcerer has kind eyes and a gentle nature; he doesn't look like a bad person at all. How could he possibly be an evil demon? You're indiscriminately killing innocent people!"
Xu Xian, however, was stubborn and resolutely stood between the two.
"Ha, do you think good or bad people are written all over their faces? I'll ask you one more time, are you going to give way or not?"
The young monk was so angry he laughed and issued an ultimatum.
Xu Xian raised his head: "I won't give in!"
"You little brat, your cultivation is lacking, but you have quite the temper! I'll take you down right now and then go find your master to demand an explanation!"
The young monk's eyes widened, his patience worn thin, and he raised the golden bowl in his hand, ready to strike.
"Little monk Fahai, it's been three years since I last saw you. Your cultivation hasn't improved, but your temper has certainly grown!"
A voice came from afar, clearly reaching the ears of the three people present.
Then, a golden light suddenly appeared in the arena, and light bloomed in the sky, transforming into a blurry figure a hundred feet tall, which hovered in mid-air.
"Ah, greetings to the Abbot!"
Upon seeing the newcomer, Xu Xian immediately bowed respectfully and greeted him.
"It's you..."
When the young monk saw the unexpected turn of events and heard the voices, he felt a jolt of fear.
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Chapter 12 Goodbye [Perfect attendance is great]
The monk remembered the owner of that voice forever, even unto death.
This monk was none other than Fahai of Jinshan Temple.
He was deeply humiliated by the defeat three years ago and went into seclusion to cultivate his skills. He has only just emerged from seclusion now.
Little did they know, they would run into this jinx as soon as they left the pass.
"Greetings, Heavenly Emperor!"
Fahai put away the golden bowl and bowed respectfully.
"Fahai, something's wrong with you!"
The hundred-foot-tall phantom gradually solidified, transforming into a real person and descending.
Sensing the changes below the mountain, Xiao Ning separated a wisp of his divine sense, which broke through the air and transformed into a divine consciousness clone.
He sensed something was wrong after just one glance at Fahai.
Three years ago, Fahai was sharp and cunning, but his Buddhist light was pure and his foundation was solid!