Douluo: Conquering the Goddess from a Grass

Chapter 444
Hangzhou, Qiantang, Jinshan Temple.
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The presiding abbot of this temple is already near the end of his lifespan. At this time, at the mountain gate, the old abbot is standing in front of the mountain gate, as if he is waiting for something.

The monks on the side didn't know why, but they stayed by the side quietly.

The sun is born at the beginning of the day, and there are thousands of rays of light. The rising sun is in the sky. With the passage of time, the sunset is dizzy, and the afterglow of the setting sun is slowly falling.

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and kept chanting the scriptures, and the monks waiting at the side became a little impatient.

"Abbot, it's getting late, let's go back."

An old monk couldn't bear it. Looking at the abbot who was getting thinner and weaker, he couldn't bear it.

"No, just wait." Shaking his head, the throbbing in the old abbot's heart became more and more intense.

He didn't want to go back, he just wanted to wait here, and most importantly, he knew that once he went back, he probably wouldn't be able to support that person to come back.

As night fell and stars were dotted, everyone in Jinshan Temple set up a brazier to dissipate the chill of the night, but the old abbot's health was still getting worse.

Everyone looked impatiently, but there was nothing they could do. When Guangxi came from the sky, it seemed as if the darkness had been torn apart.

Under the light of Guangxi, a figure came from the distant sky at high speed.

"I'm back." Muttered in his mouth, the aura in the old abbot's body was already weak as a fly.

But at this moment, the words came out, but it seemed to be returning to the light, and a peaceful radiance appeared on the face.

"Hoo." With a movement of the figure, a figure stood directly in front of the old abbot.

"Hehe, okay, son, you are finally back." The old abbot looked at the figure of Fa Hai in front of him, and showed a gratified smile, as if seeing a wanderer returning home.

"Abbot!" The figure who came was Fa Hai. Looking at the light in front of him now, the old abbot, who was dying soon, couldn't help but get moist.

He was adopted by the abbot, and in his heart, he had long had special feelings for the abbot and Jinshan Temple. Seeing his childhood relatives pass away before his eyes, Fa Hai felt very painful.

"I know this day will come, so don't be sad." It seemed that he had already looked away, knowing that when Fa Hai returned, it was the moment of his own death.

"Go the way you want to go." Stretching out his hand to touch Dahai's forehead, the old abbot seemed to have seen the little doll back then.

This child was born with a predestined relationship with the Buddha. He was picked up by himself by the lake, with a pure smile on his face and a Buddhist aura on his body.
Seeing him come back, the abbot seemed to let go of everything. On the old body, the vitality slowly dissipated, and the brilliance receded. After a long time, a skin was left behind.

"Farewell to the abbot!" The monks of Jinshan Temple all sat down and chanted the Sutra of Rebirth.

Slowly lowering the abbot's body, looking at the last moment, still thinking about letting himself go the way he wanted to go, Fa Hai's heart was full of mixed feelings.

The abbot passed away, and Jinshan Temple was full of grief, but Fa Hai became the new abbot of Jinshan Temple as expected.

Things went so smoothly that it was unimaginable, as if everything had been arranged.

Under the night, the Jinshan Temple regained its tranquility. The top of the mountain was dotted with stars and the cold wind was blowing.

Two figures appeared in the void, looking at the temple below, Bibi Dong frowned, and said, "Fang Xu, don't you want me to find love for this monk?"

"Pfft," Fang Xu chuckled, and said, "Where did you get the confidence to help a Buddhist disciple arrange a marriage?"

"This is not an ordinary person. The monk's name is Fa Hai. He is the reincarnation of a Buddhist disciple. He has a relationship with the Buddha since he was born."

"However, your love for the second life really has to start with him."

Bibi Dong thought deeply: "So, the abbot of Jinshan Temple passed away suddenly, is it your fault?"

"What is death? He calls early ascension to bliss, don't you understand?" Fang Xu said with a smile: "I saved him ten years of hard work and made him ascend to Lingshan early. It's too late for him to thank me!!"

"If that's the case, then why did you come here?" Bibi Dong was a little confused.

Fang Xu looked at the sky, as if he saw a pair of invisible hands controlling everything in the void.

"That's because we seem to be too careless." Fang Xu said seriously: "From defeating the will of heaven to now, we have gone so smoothly along the way."

"It went so well that we began to let go of all vigilance. At this time, I began to realize that something was wrong."

"Heaven has no relatives, he has no fear, how could he be afraid of us, so there is only one reason, he is plotting against us?"

Bibi Dong's expression was concentrated, and she said in surprise: "You mean, there is a trap?"

Fang Xu nodded, and said: "The so-called secrets cannot be counted. Originally, the power of heaven in this world is extremely weak, but because of the fusion of multiple worlds, he has a little bit of strength."

"Since he wants to set up a chessboard and invite me to play chess, then I will let go and play a game with him."

"This monk is the chess piece I have chosen."

"Hahaha, fighting against the sky is a lot of fun."

Bibi Dong heard the words, looked up and down at the figure sitting on the top of the mountain, and sighed slightly: "I see this person's feelings are about to be broken, his six senses seem to be pure and not pure, he is full of hostility, and his surface is compassionate."

"You are not afraid to use him as a pawn, and you will overturn the entire chessboard in the future."

Fang Xu smiled and said, "It's okay, Shanren has his own tricks."

After the words fell, Fang Xu moved his right hand, and a ray of light fell down the mountain like a meteor.

"Okay, seeing this thing, I think he is definitely willing to be my pawn."

On the top of the mountain, Fa Hai closed his eyes and meditated. Suddenly, a white light in the void fell straight down like a rainbow.

When Fa Hai moved his right hand, white light turned into more than ten handwritings and appeared on his palm.
"The sky is not the sky, the earth is not the earth, the flowers are not the flowers, the leaves are not the leaves, the Buddha is not the Buddha, and I am not me!"

Fa Hai was shocked all over, and seemed to feel something in his heart, and murmured: "Is the sky I see really the sky?"

"Is the ground I see real?"

"Is it true that the gods and Buddhas I see all over the sky are real gods and Buddhas!"

The breeze fluttered, and between the words, Fahai's eyes were full of light, and his hostility was looming. He didn't have the appearance of a Buddhist monk.

"Amitabha." Proclaiming the Buddha's name, Fahai put his palms together, and it took him a while to calm down.

It's just that at this moment, his heart has already been entangled by those eighteen characters.

"Who is it?" Fa Hai looked up at the sky, but he couldn't see any clues. However, the seed of doubt had been planted in his heart, but Fa Hai could no longer enter the ethereal realm.

"That's all, that's all." Fa Hai stood up, looked into the mountains, and murmured: "It's true, it's an illusion, everyone has a mind, I'm not at peace, I'm bound by the world, I can't understand the mystery of these handwritings after all."

"It seems that we still have to go down the mountain."

(End of this chapter)