How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 218: A Wake-up Call for the Person in the Game

Chapter 218: Chapter 218: A Wake-up Call for the Person in the Game

"Qianlong?" Everyone was shocked simultaneously.

Ordinary people might not know about Qianlong, but everyone in the hall was a martial arts master, and as long as they mixed in this world, it was impossible not to know about Qianlong.

Because Qianlong was the only one who could really suppress them with force.

"Qianlong enforces the laws of the world, but Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple is an otherworldly place!" Master Qiu Ling slowly exhaled, "Don’t you think you’ve come to the wrong place?"

Blood Trace smiled coldly, "Otherworldly place? Unfortunately, your territory is still in this world! If you really want to escape the laws of the world, you’d have to move this Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple out of the borders of Daxia Country! Make sure your people never step into Daxia again!"

These words were decisive!

These words carried their own aura!

The entire hall was deathly silent.

Qiu Sang slowly raised his gaze, "All worldly temples have roots, roots in the world, naturally they can’t be above the laws. Therefore, this old monk strictly disciplines his disciples, asking himself if he has ever violated the laws of the world. Yet, I do not know why the benefactor has come?"

The atmosphere relaxed a bit.

Lin Xiaosu took a step forward, smiling slightly, "Qianlong enforces the law and only makes a judgment after investigating. Perhaps Master Qiu Sang does not know, but I have investigated the master."

"Investigated this monk?" Qiu Sang was a bit surprised.

Xiang Yixiu’s heart also trembled slightly.

In the entire Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple, each cultivator had been observed by him, except for one person. He never had any thoughts of observing that person—his master.

He always believed that even if Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple was corrupt, there was still a clear stream reflected in this Buddhist sect, and that clear stream was his master.

So, he placed his hopes on his master.

The White Coats wanted to use the Buddhist sect to get rid of him.

He also wanted to use his master’s hand to remove these Buddhist traitors...

So he willingly accepted the invitation of his two junior brothers to return to Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple...

Lin Xiaosu said, "Indeed, I have investigated the master, and from the mouths of herdsmen and citizens, I heard many legends of a great virtuous monk. Everyone says that on his travels, the master is like the Eternal Heaven, saving the suffering and the needy."

Master Qiu Sang clasped one palm in front of his chest, "All beings suffer, especially while traveling. This monk does good deeds and reaps good karma, all under the guidance of the Buddha, without seeking world recognition."

"Not seeking world recognition, only wishing to be true to the Buddha’s way and true to yourself, is quite admirable!" Lin Xiaosu said, "But I also have a few questions; I wonder if the Master could clear them up for me?"

"Please do!" Qiu Sang said.

"First question: Although the master claims to travel with the Buddha, most of the time, you are in the temple. Over the past thirty years, you have left the temple once or twice a year, totaling twenty-one times. However, in these twenty-one outings, you happened to encounter fourteen human tragedies and saved fourteen children. Master, isn’t the frequency of these tragedies in Tibet a bit too high?"

Xiang Yixiu’s brows furrowed tightly.

What does he mean?

Qiu Sang sighed lightly, "I have already said, all beings suffer, especially while traveling."

Lin Xiaosu said, "Tibet has many sufferings, especially while traveling. If you respond to my first question like this, I can only accept it. Answer my second question... in fourteen human tragedies, fourteen pairs of parents died, and you were on the scene, unable to save any of the parents but able to ensure that all fourteen infants were saved. Master, do you believe this coincidence is a worldly matter?"

Xiang Yixiu’s heart jumped violently; he seemed to understand Lin Xiaosu’s meaning.

But he couldn’t believe it...

Qiu Sang’s eyes fixed on Lin Xiaosu, "Life and death, fortune and misfortune, are arranged by the Eternal Heaven. This monk follows the way of the Buddha, saving those with karmic connections and cannot transcend unnecessary calamities."

"Third question!" Lin Xiaosu said, "Anyone wanting to cultivate also has restrictions on their innate talent. Even in Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple, many monks do not have good innate talent and cannot cultivate. However, on your travels, you found fourteen direct disciples, all with extraordinary talent. Please do not tell me this is also arranged by the Eternal Heaven."

As soon as these words were spoken, Xiang Yixiu’s face changed drastically, and his gaze turned sharply to Lin Xiaosu, filled with strong shock...

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze also fell on him, "Professor Xiang, you probably realize the problem here too!"

"Tell me... what kind of problem?" Xiang Yixiu’s voice had a hint of hoarseness.

Lin Xiaosu said, "In Kun Cang, there is a tradition of selecting disciples. When encountering a good seedling, they are reluctant to let it go. However, after all, Da Ri Xiaoyao Temple is a temple, and proper families do not want their children to join a temple. Think about it, what method could better bring these good seedlings into the temple?"

Xiang Yixiu suddenly raised his head, his gaze directed at Qiu Sang.

His master, Master Qiu Sang, at this moment, had an uncharacteristic gaze, seemingly lacking the Buddha’s light, instead becoming a bit deep and obscure...

Lin Xiaosu said, "Find a good seedling, create an accident, kill the child’s biological parents, make the child an orphan, then step in to save them and bring them to the temple. This child will be forever grateful to you, and you gain the reputation of a living Buddha! Master Qiu Sang, is that right?"

Xiang Yixiu’s entire body stiffened. His earlier vague unease had now crystallized into a clear form.

Standing by the door, Yiming and Yihe were also greatly shocked.

They were in the same situation as Xiang Yixiu, but they were relatively slow to realize. After Lin Xiaosu’s several questions, their minds hadn’t caught up.

But that last sentence, even the slowest person could understand.

Once they understood, their hearts were in turmoil.

The three previously posed questions simultaneously turned into unavoidable topics in their worldview...

The first question: Tibet has many sufferings, but is there so much widespread suffering?

The second question: Why could the master save only them but not their parents? If this were a one-time event, no one would suspect anything, but this happened fourteen times among their fellow disciples!

The third question: Their kind of talent is rare, not one in a million but certainly one in a thousand; at the very least, one in a hundred. Fourteen such talents found in fourteen rescues—is that reasonable?

These three questions originally had no answers.

But Lin Xiaosu’s last sentence answered them all!

If... just if...

If all this was not the will of heaven!

If all this was orchestrated by the master, then it makes logical sense!

He found a good seedling, created an accident, and with his cultivation, against mundane people, what couldn’t he do?

For example, Xiang Yixiu’s parents took him on a trip, and someone like Master Qiu Sang could easily flip the car with a gesture!

All of it...

Let’s see the final answer!

Xiang Yixiu’s gaze locked onto Qiu Sang.

His eyes were incredibly cold at this moment...

Yiming and Yihe also stared at Qiu Sang, their eyes filled with chaos...

Qiu Sang sighed deeply, "The benefactor maligns me with such malice, speaking nonsense. Aren’t you afraid of the Eternal Heaven’s thunderous wrath?"

Lin Xiaosu said, "You believe in Eternal Heaven, and so do I! Well then, let Eternal Heaven judge... If I am wrong, let Eternal Heaven send thunderous wrath, please!"

He pointed his hand towards the sky...

No reaction!

Of course, no reaction!

Lin Xiaosu’s gaze slowly lifted, "Eternal Heaven didn’t send thunder, seeming to agree with what I said. Qiu Sang, you dare commit such wicked deeds, it seems even Eternal Heaven can’t stand it."

Qiu Sang’s eyes flickered chaotically; even after nearly a century of cultivation, he was completely stunned by this young man’s rogue and vicious manipulations.

Xiang Yixiu stepped forward, pointing a finger at Qiu Sang, "Master, is what he said true or not?"

The entire hall was silent.

Including Blood Trace, including Lin Xiaosu, including Yiming and Yihe, all stared at Qiu Sang.

Qiu Sang slowly stood up, looking down at Xiang Yixiu, "A crack in the Buddha’s hall, filled it with green clay; a crack in the Buddha’s heart, nothing can fill it! Yixiu, your heart already has a crack, and the demonic thought has arisen. No matter how I answer, I cannot dispel the demonic thoughts in your heart!"

Xiang Yixiu was slightly startled...

Did he really wrong his master?

Qiu Sang slowly said, "The Buddhist precept is that where there is a demon, it must be eliminated! In the hall, demons are rampant. My Buddha is compassionate... I must eliminate the demons and uphold the Dao!"

As soon as the four words fell!

With a flick of his monk’s robe!

Bang, the temple door slammed shut!

Lin Xiaosu said coldly, "It’s my first time hearing someone say ’killing to silence’ so elegantly and freshly."

Whoosh!

A figure suddenly appeared in front of him, it was a Second Generation Disciple, holding a Demon-Subduing Pestle in his hand.

He smashed it down, directly aiming at Lin Xiaosu’s forehead.

Shing!

A streak of blood flashed by his side!

That disciple’s head flew off...

Everyone’s eyelids jumped suddenly, killing?

The silver light stood still; it was Blood Trace!

A blood light flickered in the center of his brows, and in his hand, a peculiar curved knife also gleamed with blood light.

Blood Trace said sharply, "It seems everyone’s idle chatter has made you forget the Qianlong Battle order I just showed!"

Under the Qianlong Battle order, anyone who dared to move recklessly would be killed without mercy!

However, this Qianlong Battle order didn’t seem to work well in this hall.

With a boom, the platform in front shook violently, dust flying.

A figure broke through the air, directly attacking Blood Trace.

Blood Trace’s figure flashed to meet the attack.

Clang!

His curved knife clashed with a shield, and Blood Trace was pushed back ten meters. The shield spun rapidly, cutting through everything, essentially a larger version of the Dakongxuan Divine Skill.

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Even the Qianlong King faced off against an elder like Master Qiu Ling and was repelled in one move.

But his retreat was to advance!

In the next moment, he became nine shadows, surrounding Master Qiu Ling with blood light everywhere.

"Sinner!" Two words fell, and Master Qiu Xin charged at Lin Xiaosu, carrying an incomparable force.

Whoosh!

Xiang Yixiu stepped forward, pointing a finger.

Rip, Master Qiu Xin’s monk robe turned to butterflies, fluttering...

Swish!

Another disciple reached Lin Xiaosu...

The two great masters’ attack was blocked by Blood Trace and Xiang Yixiu; he had no one else around him. This disciple thought he could snatch a peach.

However, Lin Xiaosu’s hand suddenly raised.

Silver light flashed!

Shing!

His dagger stabbed into the attacker’s right chest, the significant weak point of the Dakongxuan Divine Skill; once broken, cultivation vanished!

The disciple’s face twisted completely.

With extreme despair and disbelief...

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