The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World chapter-606-351-the-spear-is-like-a-dragon-2

Chapter 606: Chapter 351: The Spear is Like a Dragon_2

In her heart, Feng Qing’an is the reincarnated fairy monarch. Since he is the Immortal Monarch reincarnated, he will eventually return to his original realm, and then pursue a goal higher and further than longevity.

Given her cult?vation and foundation, she was destined to accompany Feng Qing’an only for a while. Once Feng Qing’an surpassed her in cultivation level or got into troubles beyond her scope, she had to leave him, not for anything else, but for her own life’s sake.

Initially, she thought such a scenario would occur decades or even centuries later. Unexpectedly, in a careless moment, Feng Qing’an provoked some presences she could not handle.

Not one or two, but a group, even attracting the gaze of Heavenly Immortals. It was a shock to her when she learned about this from the Phoenix Supreme World Shocking Bell. She was silent for a long time afterwards.

She realized that she no longer had the qualifications to protect Feng Qing’an and continue the duty of being a protector.

“There’s no helping it. No one expected that the half of the key you collected, when combined with the other half, could open the Cave Sky Secret Domain, attracting a group of immortals and accidentally inviting me as well, showing our bad luck.”

Feng Qing’an could only comfort the Ghost Nation’s leader from another perspective, knowing her age and experience. Actually, she didn’t need his consolations, but he had to say something.

“Bad luck? Who ended up with that Cave Sky Secret Domain?”

Hearing Feng Qing’an’s words, Dong Huang asked calmly. When asking the question, she already knew the answer. She just needed confirmation from Feng Qing’an himself; only then would everything be proven.

“Half of it has ended up with me, and with a little more time, I should be able to acquire all of it.”

Feng Qing’an showed a slightly triumphant smile, and then became modest again,

“At first, I didn’t plan to take away the whole Cave Sky. I just wanted to have a tour inside, enlighten myself, pick some magic herbs, and collect some Immortal Gold. But some guys regarded me as prey, so I got angry and stirred things up.”

“Hmm.”

Just as she expected, the outcome fully confirmed her thoughts, which made Dong Huang further confirm the identity of Feng Qing’an.

As for this secret trip, what kind of coincidence and impulse, in her opinion, were all inevitabilities under accidental circumstances, a journey with results arranged long ago.

However, what she found most terrible was that not only did he calculate several immortals, but even involved two Heavenly Immortals, which was enough to show how dreadful Feng Qing’an’s past life was.

Despite the passing of such a long time, he still had everything under his control, making his reincarnation take control of a Cave Sky at such a weak point.

“Have you come back this time to say goodbye to me?”

The silence within the lofty palace didn’t last long; Dong Huang spoke again.

She ruled the capital city, serving as the master of the Ghost Nation, and she knew everything that happened in the Ghost City, no matter big or small, as long as she wanted to. The Buddha’s light just appeared in the Ghost City, naturally attracting her attention.

“I was just about to talk to you about this, but you spoke before me. Could it be that you have cultivated some divinatory art?”

Feng Qing’an joked, but the master of You Huang Ghost Country was not amused,

“Are you going to enter the Buddhist gate and undertake the Buddhist precepts?”

Dong Huang looked a little confused, and she didn’t understand.

“How is that possible? We’ve been together for not just a day or two. You surely know what kind of person I am. Will I undertake the Buddhist precepts?”

Feng Qing’an waved his hands repeatedly. It was out of the question for him to become a monk,

“But I will indeed go to the monastery for cultivation for a while. Once my cultivation is complete, I will come back.”

“What can you cultivate by going to a monastery?”

“Everything I want to cultivate from the Buddhist Divine Powers, I can learn.”

Feng Qing’an was full of confidence, because this was precisely what the bald big brother had promised him.

“I understand.”

Hearing Feng Qing’an speak in this manner, Dong Huang did not press the matter further, as she already had a reasonable guess.

The true Taoist protector the reincarnated fairy monarch had arranged for her had finally appeared, and he would guide her towards the path mapped out by her past life, rather than stumbling around aimlessly like she had been doing.

“When do you plan to leave?”

“I will leave once I have properly bid you farewell.”

“Right now?”

“No, I bartered for a long time, and I finally got five days. How could I possibly leave now?”

“Five days?”

As soon as Dong Huang heard this, she immediately understood. Her originally imminent sorrow of parting was somewhat diluted, and a trace of scorn arose from the slight curl of her lips.

“Can you hold on?”

“You and I have been apart for more than three days. Today, I will give you a bit of a demonstration.”

Thus challenged, how could the young man hold back? He immediately brandished his spear in opposition, and was met with the Master’s utterly defenseless receipt. This action emboldened the young man even more.

“I am curious to see how much progress you’ve made on your journey.”

Thick layers of heavy curtains fell, and within the spacious hall, it seemed as if a dragon was singing and a phoenix was wailing. The surging Yang Qi, as piercing as the sun, and the icy, bone-chilling Yin Qi, when in counterpoint, unveiled the true principles of Heaven and Earth.

“Buddha’s Child, please take us out of here!”

As the human boy and the master of the Ghost Nation were caught up in their grand standoff between Yin and Yang, the Monks from Bodhi Temple trapped in the Ghost Nation collapsed in front of a young monk in an utterly disconsolate plea. Their Zen Hearts, polished over the years amongst countless ghosts, could no longer hold steady.

“Amitabha, your fates reside here. Why abandon the near to seek the far? If I take you back to the human realm, you will have no hope of achieving enlightenment in this lifetime.”

Seeing these monks who had abandoned all pretense, Fayuan did not hesitate to decline them outright.

Because he could see the different futures unfolding for these monks, and the path they were on now was indeed the best.

If he intervened, their future lives would turn horrendously bleak. They had a slim chance of achieving enlightenment, but the moment they left this place, they would become as ordinary as any common folk.

Taking them away would mean just adding a few more ordinary monks to the world, but the spirituality realm would lose potential Buddhas.

Comparing the two, it was clear which was trivial and which held weight, and the decision was obvious without further ado.

“Enlightenment?!”

Upon hearing Fayuan’s reason for rejecting their plea, the weeping monks were momentarily dumbfounded. Trapped in the dark realm of the Ghost Nation, they had given no thought to achieving enlightenment.

At first, they had struggled to survive. After realizing that the ghost kings did not dare to harm them on orders of the Ghost Immortal, they began to concentrate on studying the scriptures.

They considered how to purify the lingering resentment in the ghost creatures, preserving their sanity. By doing so, they were trying to ensure their survival.

Otherwise, if they were to encounter a deranged, uncontrollable ghost king, they would be utterly helpless despite their willingness to resist. Under the pressure of death, their understanding of Buddhist doctrines greatly advanced within a few years and everyone underwent dramatic changes. It was just that they failed to notice their transformations as they were all progressing together without any external comparison.

“The day the Ghost Nation is cleansed will be the day of your enlightenment.”

Fayuan skillfully painted a bright future for these monks, even though, according to his Destiny Seer Power, only a handful of them had the potential to achieve Fruit Position.

The majority of them would pass away peacefully right here, but their merits would earn them the special favor and protection of this spiritual realm after their deaths. It would be another form of destiny.

However, these fortunes would be gone once they returned to the human world.