Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

The old monk didn't speak, only looked with compassion at the corpses scattered on the ground.

With red eyes, the old man stepped through the ruins to the side of the bodies.

Closing his eyes, he chanted sutras of deliverance.

He did this for each and every one.

Only after he had delivered everyone did the old man slowly rise, placing his palms together in a respectful bow towards Li Guanqi.

Li Guanqi swallowed a medicinal pill to recover his immortal essence, and looked at the old man.

He sensed an unprecedented peace and gentleness emanating from the old man.

He wore a patched-up monk's robe, faded from washing.

His eyes held endless tenderness and warmth.

Li Guanqi suddenly turned back to look at the collapsed Great Hero Hall.

How similar was the old man's gaze to the eyes of the Buddha statue within?

Li Guanqi's state of mind instantly became peaceful.

Even the murderous aura after killing so many people dissipated significantly.

Looking at the old man's compassionate face, he placed his palms together in a respectful bow.

"Amitabha."

The old man's voice was gentle as he slowly spoke, softly opening his mouth.

"This old monk's Dharma name is Jue Yuan, and I am the abbot of a small temple at the foot of the mountain."

"Today, I sensed that the Xuanyin Temple would face a bloody calamity, so I came here specifically."

Li Guanqi's heart tightened, he couldn't sense any aura from the old man at all.

His aura was so deep and unfathomable that he couldn't even attempt to窥视 it!

This person...

Was likely a reclusive Golden Immortal Realm powerhouse!!

Just as he hesitated to speak, Dharma Master Jue Yuan had already slowly passed by Li Guanqi!!

Li Guanqi's brow furrowed, he hadn't even noticed when the other party had arrived beside him!

The old man sighed, and with a wave of his hand, a vast spatial aura spread out.

The collapsed rubble of the entire Xuanyin Temple slowly moved.

Golden Buddha statues were re-erected one by one.

The old man turned his head and said softly.

"Young friend..."

"It was he who was wrong, not the Buddha."

"I know you have suffered greatly, but you still have compassion for all living beings, and have not harmed the innocent, this is great virtue."

The old man turned back and, with a flick of his finger.

A hazy golden halo enveloped Li Guanqi.

This golden light cleansed his soul, dispelling fatigue and anger.

It even brought some comfort to Li Guanqi from the suffering he had endured in the previous illusion.

This power had no intention of invading Li Guanqi's body, it simply used the most extravagant method to soothe the anger in his heart.

Li Guanqi's state of mind gradually became much more peaceful with each breath.

He bowed respectfully to the other party.

"Thank you, Abbot Jue Yuan."

Li Guanqi knew that the person he was looking for should be right in front of him.

Li Guanqi softly spoke.

"This junior is Li Congxin of the Great Xia Sword Sect, this time coming to Northern Azure Underworld, is to seek a temple called the Glazed Temple."

"I wonder if senior knows of this Glazed Temple?"

The old man's face carried a faint smile upon hearing this.

"The one you seek is I."

"It seems you and I are fated."

The old man looked around and said softly.

"If I remember correctly, there is a Ding Shan monk in this Xuanyin Temple, is he still here?"

Li Guanqi nodded slightly.

The old man sighed and said softly.

"If young friend doesn't mind, I would like to talk to Dharma Master Ding Shan."

Li Guanqi bowed and said in a deep voice.

"Of course."

Li Guanqi removed the Heavenly Lightning Cage, outside stood many bewildered and helpless Xuanyin Temple monks.

Ding Shan saw the old man wearing a monk's robe at a glance, and led people to fly down.

When he saw the old man's face, he couldn't help but redden his eyes, putting his palms together and trembling.

"Ding Shan... greets Dharma Master Jue Yuan..."

Ding Shan's heart was surging, and the violently fluctuating emotions couldn't hide his confusion and guilt.

In just one day, Ding Shan's faith had collapsed and the temple had been destroyed.

Li Guanqi didn't stay any longer, but slowly walked down the mountain alone.

The road down the mountain was empty, and the unknowing masses didn't know what had happened.

And Jue Yuan glanced at Li Guanqi's back, and nodded slightly.

Then he led Ding Shan and the remaining monks to the meditation room.

As Li Guanqi walked down the mountain, he constantly recalled all the pain he had experienced.

Unknowingly, he allowed the power of the second fragment of the Sword Spirit to merge into himself.

The Transparent Realm Sword Intent became much more solid, and his understanding also increased.

It could be considered a blessing in disguise.

But he himself was also a little afraid.

If he hadn't always adhered to his Dao heart and never yielded.

Perhaps he wouldn't have been able to hold on until the moment the formation was exhausted...

Being killed thousands of times, according to his estimate, he had stayed in that illusion for at least nearly ten years!!

The non-stop killing day and night was not the most tempering of the mind.

But the Buddhist words that never stopped echoing in his ears for ten years...

As long as he repeated it once, it would be equivalent to admitting guilt!!

If that were the case, he would never have a chance to turn over.

"Hoo... it really was dangerous."

Li Guanqi sat on the steps at the foot of the mountain, took down the wine gourd and took a few big gulps, only then did he suppress the鬱氣 in his heart.

Without waiting too long, Li Guanqi noticed someone walking down behind him.

Li Guanqi got up and looked at the old man, putting his palms together in a respectful bow.

"Dharma Master Jue Yuan."

The old man returned the greeting and said softly.

"Why does layperson seek my humble Glazed Temple?"

Li Guanqi spoke bluntly.

"Seeking the Dao!"

"I have two things, and I need to study the Purgatory Path and Asura Path within the Buddhist Six Paths."

The old man nodded slightly upon hearing this, but said a sentence.

"Then there's no need to make a special trip to cultivate."

Li Guanqi didn't quite understand.

"I don't understand what the Dharma Master is saying."

Jue Yuan smiled, stretched out his finger and gently tapped Li Guanqi's chest.

"If there is guilt in your heart, you have naturally suffered the suffering of Purgatory and Asura."

"Why seek the Buddha and ask about the Dao?"

"When you have guilt in your heart, you have already entered the Dao."

"If there is no guilt, then there is only forced severance, making oneself fall into a contrary act, forcibly refining the heart."

The old man carried his hands behind his back and slowly walked down the mountain, took an oil-paper umbrella from a stone at the foot of the mountain, opened the umbrella and murmured.

"If that Dharma artifact is like that, I don't think you need to seek that kind of torment."

"Everything follows the heart, why seek some discomfort."

Every word of the old man made Li Guanqi feel as if he had been struck by lightning.

His sea of consciousness roared, and the whole person froze in place!

After a long while, the old man stood under the steps, holding an umbrella and beckoned to him.

Li Guanqi suddenly woke up, and walked towards the old man with a smile on his face.

At this moment, Li Guanqi seemed to understand many things.

If there is no guilt, why tie oneself up with shackles!!

Li Guanqi helped to hold the umbrella, the old and the young walked and talked.

And when the old man saw the Blood Nether Sword, he actually determined that this thing came from the Yellow Springs Realm!!

"This thing... you can actually suppress it?"

"Thanks to you being the Lord of Thunder, upright and vast."

"If it were someone else, they would have become puppets of this mask and demon sword long ago."

Li Guanqi smiled and didn't speak.

Soon the two came to the real Glazed Temple.

The temple was very small, covering an area of only about thirty zhang, with a main hall in the middle.

On the left were three small wooden houses, and on the right was a wood shed and kitchen, and a meditation room for doing homework.

Looking at the slightly dilapidated small temple, Li Guanqi looked back at the distant mountain peak.

It produced an extremely strong contrast with the magnificent and resplendent Xuanyin Temple.