The Immortal Seeker: Legend of Bronze Mirror
Chapter 181 - 105: Never Cultivating Good Deeds

Chapter 181: Chapter 105: Never Cultivating Good Deeds

Xu Qing slept through the night, recharging his spirit. Early in the morning after breakfast, he rode the Fire Cloud Horse out of the city, heading towards the Golden Ray Monastery.

This was a route he had taken many times. As he reached the foot of the mountain, he suddenly heard the temple bells ringing urgently, the sound clearly audible both inside and outside the mountain gate.

Xu Qing deployed his Divine Soul to observe and saw several fresh horse hoof prints on the mountain path, followed by civilians carrying loads up the mountain.

He retracted his Divine Soul, thinking to himself, "The Golden Ray Monastery has many uninvited guests today."

He knew that the old monk’s Divine Skills were formidable. It was a good opportunity to secretly observe the old monk’s methods today. He would only intervene if necessary.

Soon Xu Qing reached the foot of the mountain, found a tea stall, wrote a note, and sent the Fire Cloud Horse to the nearby camp of Zhang’s soldiers to bring a troop of men.

Then, he went straight up the mountain.

He was extremely familiar with the Golden Ray Monastery, having visited many times.

Xu Qing did not use the main entrance but climbed over the yellow walls of the monastery, avoiding others’ eyes, and silently ascended to the rooftop of the Grand Hall.

He possessed a Concealing Jade Token left by Elder Bai of the Lotus Sect. Wearing it, coupled with the "Qi-Blood Concealing Method" taught by King Lin, even Divine Soul Experts capable of Manifestation could not detect his presence.

Xu Qing found a good spot to observe and focused his attention on the hall.

With his current strength, even without projecting his Divine Soul, he could clearly discern everything happening inside the hall using just his senses.

Currently, in the Golden Ray Monastery, more than two hundred monks were outside the hall, and inside, more than ten Martial Monks armed with Precepts Knives and iron rods were on high alert.

Inside the hall, the distinction between hosts and guests was clear.

The unexpected guests included four middle-aged monks, each with bulging temples, full of Qi-Blood, and physically robust. Beside each of them, there were two Martial Monks, also with notable Qi-Blood.

Additionally, there were about ten worldly warriors, each dressed differently, with brows bearing Evil Qi, and most had taken numerous lives.

After everyone arrived, the four visiting monks and Yan Kong and his disciple greeted each other and bowed to the Buddha statue in the hall before the hosts and guests took their seats.

Only then did Xu Qing learn the origins of the visiting monks – they were four stewards from the Great Zen Temple.

Most of these worldly warriors were secular disciples of the Great Zen Temple, the rest had close ties with the Great Zen Temple.

The four stewards were monks of the Hui generation from the Great Zen Temple, belonging to the middle generation of the present temple.

"Fellow brothers, all of you are the true inheritors of the great sect. May I know what brings you to our humble monastery?" Fayue took the place of Yan Kong in welcoming everyone.

In terms of seniority, Yan Kong was actually a generation higher than Abbot Xiong Chan of the Great Zen Temple if counted from Red Moon.

However, the Golden Ray Monastery was a smaller sect and did not follow the same ranking as the Great Zen Temple.

Moreover, since Red Moon had conflicts with the Great Zen Temple in the past, the two temples did not have close interactions.

The leading steward monk spoke, "We have come here on the Abbot’s orders to retrieve the relics of Monk Red Moon."

Fayue couldn’t help but become angry: "Monk Red Moon is the founder of our temple. How can we hand over his relics to your temple?"

The monk replied: "All the Martial Arts in the Golden Ray Monastery originate from the Great Zen Temple. To only ask for the relics is already a great favor from the Abbot. Otherwise, taking away your Martial Arts would be justified."

Fayue responded, "Then let’s see if you have the ability to do so."

Instead of speaking further with Fayue, the monk turned his attention to Yan Kong and said, "Yan Kong Abbott, the message has been delivered. Please give us a definite answer. If you agree to return the relics, we will not pursue the matter of Martial Arts inheritance."

Yan Kong spoke indifferently, "The Golden Ray Monastery has inherited from Monk Red Moon for over a hundred years. Why has your temple only come to ask for it now?"

The monk replied, "It was the previous Abbot who instructed us not to come to you. Now our temple only needs the relics for a certain purpose. Please consider carefully, Abbott Yan Kong."

Yan Kong nodded: "Void Abbott is magnanimous. When I was young, I often corresponded with him and was influenced by his teachings in Buddhist Law."

The monk added, "If Abbott Yan Kong remembers the good of the old Abbott, please do this good deed and accumulate some good karma."

Yan Kong looked at the monk and said, "Unfortunately, unfortunately..."

The monk inquired, "Unfortunately what?"

"I have never cultivated good karma in my life."

Suddenly, Yan Kong was enveloped by a golden Buddhist light. Atop his head, within this golden light, a formidable Great Bodhisattva appeared, one foot on a golden dragon, the other on a white elephant, without a single Magic Artifact on him, simply forming a fist seal.

As soon as this Bodhisattva appeared, whether it was the monks from the Great Zen Temple or the worldly warriors inside the hall, everyone felt their Qi-Blood suppressed in an instant.

"Manifestation!"

"Great Mighty Dragon Bodhisattva Temple!"

The monks from Great Zen Temple were visibly shocked.

Although their martial skills were not bad, they had not reached the Refining Internal stage, and the old monk was genuinely at the Divine Soul Manifestation Realm.

While Martial Arts Qi Blood could counter Divine Soul, they were no match in terms of realm when someone’s realm was much higher.

Moreover, the Great Mighty Dragon Bodhisattva Temple was one of the most powerful and fierce Visualization Methods in Buddhism, naturally much less fearful of ordinary Yang Qi-Blood.

What happened next was even more unexpected to everyone in the hall.

Yan Kong formed a magic seal, and his Qi-Blood merged with the Great Mighty Dragon Bodhisattva above his head.

The old monk pressed his hand against the ground, and the Great Mighty Dragon Bodhisattva struck with a punch.

In the Divine Soul, mixed with the old monk’s fiery Qi Blood, a terrifying force was formed, blasting towards the four stewards from the Great Zen Temple.

The four exploded with Qi Blood in resistance but could not withstand a single move, their bones cracking loudly as they fell to the ground.