NABC Chapter 238 The Skynet and Treasures Everywhere
Chapter 238 The Skynet and Treasures Everywhere
"the buddha's hand-eyes that broaden wisdom can see through heaven, and everything is within his expectation," said the gaunt monk with long earlobes and a bronze complexion, his voice calm.
"what a pity..." the fat monk shook his head and sighed, "a person of such bravery may not be born in an entire era. like solban the great khan, he is a peerless prodigy who truly deserves his reputation. however, he will soon fall in this secret place and become one with the dust, which is truly regrettable."
"what's there to pity," the gaunt monk said with a cold smile, "offending our buddha and still wishing for a good end? it's not that easy."
"true!" said the fat monk, his expression becoming resolute, as he withdrew his gaze from the battlefield.
"since we have now confirmed the news here, we should not delay and leave quickly to avoid further complications," the gaunt monk urged.
"alright!" the fat monk nodded.
he took one last look at the battlefield, and then turned around, leaving with his junior brother.
deep within skull plain, within an ancient temple of white walls and red tiles where incense smoke curled up and the sound of bells echoed, age-old buddha statues covered with moss basked in the golden sunlight. the fat and gaunt monks passed on the news they had heard and seen to a burly staff-wielding master waiting outside the temple gate.
the staff-wielding master nodded slightly and exchanged a few words with them.
after confirming that the news was accurate, he hurried off, following the ancient stone path of the temple, to the foreboding great hall deep inside. there sat a middle-aged monk in the great hall, dressed in a red undergarment and a golden robe, holding a wooden fish and chanting mantras.
the staff-wielding master brought his hands together and bowed slightly, his eyes full of reverence for the middle-aged monk.
without uttering a sound, he maintained his posture, waiting in silence.
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only after the middle-aged monk finished a complete recitation of the "life and death scripture" in a low voice did the staff-wielding master gently cough. the monk came back to his senses just as the sun rose, and the golden sunlight pierced through the hall's darkness, casting upon the monk's face.
his features were gentle, with barely any pores visible on his skin. his eyes were the color of deep blue, profound and surrounded by long, dense eyelashes. all these characteristics matched perfectly with the buddha's "thirty-two marks" and, combined with the aura of wisdom and sanctity emanating from the monk.
this was clearly a great cultivator of divine skills, who was already on the path to proving the way and becoming a buddha.
this monk was su heng.
he was also the current abbot within the three major esoteric sect powers in skull plain.
su heng's deep blue eyes lightly rested on the staff-wielding master, who felt as if his body was immersed in a warm azure sea. su heng's divine skills and mana were boundless, and all the secrets in the heart of the staff-wielding master were laid bare.
the staff-wielding master's heart quivered, but he did not dare to avert his gaze. he considered this an honor and presented everything in his heart without reservation before su heng.
"i understand now." without the staff-wielding master saying a word, su heng already knew everything through his memories and thoughts.
"then i, your subordinate, shall take my leave," said the staff-wielding master respectfully.
he remained in his bowed position, slowly backing away, and only when he stepped back into the sunlight did he realize his back was drenched with sweat.
"indeed, just as i suspected, you are extremely confident in your own strength; even knowing the dangers, you won't give up this opportunity," su heng said, setting aside his wooden fish, and lighting up an incense from a mahogany desk, placing it in the incense burner before him.
"since you've come, then stay here and do not leave again," su heng spoke leisurely.
smoke rose from the incense burner, gradually turning into a mist.
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a muffled thunder exploded.
the buddha statue shrouded in the darkness in front of him suddenly came to life, opening its eyes. its majestic gaze, like two golden suns, fell upon su heng. the buddha statue's glare was scorching bright, yet the surroundings were enveloped in substantial darkness.
some high-ranking members of aristocratic families and the immortal sect brought gifts, wishing to pay su heng a visit.
even if they couldn't form an alliance, they at least wanted to leave a good impression.
it was a pity that none succeeded.
su heng was in seclusion, cultivating and assimilating the flesh of the deceit beasts, accumulating attribute points, and preparing for potential upcoming battles. these people were all met with a closed door and returned without success. even so, none dared to get angry.
because su heng's strength had reached such a level that in the jiang-e region, he was the one who set the trend. it was everyone else who had to accommodate him, not the other way around.
this situation persisted for a few days, and then once more, the esoteric sect temple became the site of unusual activity.
the once-ruined secret realm completely detached from the eternal heaven realm and merged with reality, exposing many of the temple's buildings on the battlefield. not only the cultivators from the deceit realm but even ordinary martial artists were able to enter, and if lucky, could find treasures of immense value.
some obtained precious daoist scriptures and relics from the esoteric sect temple, while others gathered priceless herbs grown from the corpses residing there.
with these living examples before them,
people's hearts were agitated, and more and more ventured into the temple despite the dangers.
this ancient temple, gone for thousands of years, far from being a ghostly domain, was clearly a gold and silver mine waiting to be excavated.
even the true disciples of immortal sects and the direct descendants of aristocratic families could not resist this unknown temptation, let alone those loose cultivators born into barren lands.
to take a gamble could turn a bicycle into a motorcycle.
even just digging up something from the esoteric sect temple would suffice for the cultivation needs of the next several decades.
during this time, ling weizi also released a message. the esoteric sect temple might bury a great terror from the ancient times, and its resurrection could have unthinkable consequences. unfortunately, the warning had little effect, with some people regarding it as a conspiracy theory, believing the immortal sects wanted to monopolize the treasure.
and for others who believed it to some extent, they still felt their fortune was deep.
as long as they could gain something from the esoteric sect temple and leave early, the disaster would not fall upon their own heads.
ling weizi's attempts at dissuasion,
not only failed to have an effect but even had the opposite result.
driven by this sense of urgency, the cultivators became even more frenzied, pushing their explorations deeper into the esoteric sect temple.
seeing this,
ling weizi felt powerless.
with a sigh, she decided to give up and quietly waited for the unfolding events.
just like that, another two days passed, and su heng finally emerged from seclusion, stepping out from his temporary residence. in just a few days, his aura had become more terrifying. with the boost from his attribute panel, su heng's potential seemed limitless.
as long as he had enough flesh to consume, with nearly every breath, su heng could feel his strength growing.
and this growth had no limits, with immediate effects.
such a pace of strength improvement was simply unfathomable and incomprehensible. it's no wonder that some cultivators with a keen sense of perception would feel fear upon seeing su heng, believing that beneath that human skin lay some indescribable, terrifying demon-god, causing them to shiver uncontrollably.
"it's about time," su heng narrowed his eyes, looking toward the esoteric sect temple, "it's time to make a move."
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