The master comes down the mountain: I don’t want to be a son-in-law

When Lin Manqing returned to Xiantong Temple, Xingkong was still ringing the bell there.

However, the sound of the bell was no longer as soul-stirring as before, nor did it resonate with the peaks. It became much more ordinary, as if the ancient Netherworld Bell had entered some kind of "sleeping" state.

Xingkong saw Lin Manqing coming back, and hurriedly jumped down from the bell tower and asked, "What happened?"

Lin Manqing shook her head and sighed, "He ran away."

"Ah?" Xingkong was anxious, "How could we let this guy get away?"

Suddenly he realized that he seemed to have not helped much in this battle except ringing the bell, while the woman in front of him saved Mount Wutai. He immediately restrained his attitude, clasped his hands together, and bowed to Lin Manqing.

The monks below were a little confused about the situation. They were clearly enemies just now, so why did the great master suddenly become respectful to this woman?

"Thank you, female donor, for your generosity." Xingkong said.

Lin Manqing said, "You don't have to thank me. I am responsible for this. Luo Shihao ran away. Both me and your Mount Wutai will be in trouble in the future. You'd better be careful."

Xingkong nodded: "In any case, it was the donor who saved Mount Wutai. The donor has done immeasurable good deeds."

Yuntong, the abbot of Xiantong Temple, stepped forward a little nervously and asked, "Master, what happened? Where is the Grandmaster?"

"Amitabha, your master has already passed away through the rainbow."

"what?"

Yun Tong was shocked and asked sadly, "How could this happen?"

Xingkong said: "You don't have to be sad. The old master has been in the mountains for more than 500 years. Now he has attained enlightenment, his body has turned into a rainbow, and he has entered the pure land. We disciples should all celebrate and rejoice, empathize with his heart, practice sincerely, and devote ourselves to the Dharma. Amitabha!"

Yun Tong was enlightened when he heard this. With a look of shame on his face, he said, "Disciple will follow Master's teachings! Amitabha!"

The other monks of Xiantong Temple also put their hands together and chanted in unison: "Amitabha!"

Lin Manqing was still thinking about what happened just now, and asked Venerable Xingkong: "Is there anything special about the spring on your mountain?"

"You mean the Black Dragon Pond?"

"Black Dragon Pond?"

When Lin Manqing heard the name, she thought of the black silk that she had vaguely seen just now that pulled Luo Shihao away.

"Is there a dragon in the pond?"

"No, no, no!" Xingkong denied hastily, "It's just an ordinary pool. It's just because there is a waterfall in the back mountain, hanging on the cliff, and the cliff rocks are black, like a black dragon from a distance, and the water of this waterfall flows out from this spring, so it is named Black Dragon Pool."

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple."

Lin Manqing was a little skeptical, but when she checked with her spiritual sense just now, there was indeed nothing unusual.

When it happened just now, because the power of the five Buddhist mountains gathered together, and she herself had spared no effort, and it happened suddenly, she really couldn't see it clearly among the colorful lights.

All I saw was a black streak that seemed to be rising from the spring.

But this does not prove that it was the spring's problem, because the situation at the time was that the west direction and the top were blocked, and the only way to save Luo Shihao was to rescue him from below.

The question is, who will rescue Luo Shihao?

Given the situation at the time, this person must be very powerful to have been able to rescue Luo Shihao at the critical moment without leaving any trace.

Once Luo Shihao recovers all his abilities, there will be another great demon king in the world. The key is that he has 100,000 ghost soldiers in his hands. Once this power is released, who knows how much trouble it will stir up.

Lin Manqing planned to go to Luofeng Mountain, also known as Fengdu, as soon as the matter of Wutai Mountain was over. Luo Shihao was the ghost king of Fengdu, and he would definitely return to Luofeng Mountain.

But the most important thing now is to find Li Chengzhong first and take back the statue of the Goddess of Pure Light from the Wu family. Shoujue told Lin Manqing that Li Chengzhong might be no less dangerous than Luo Shihao.

"Master Xingkong, do you know where Li Chengzhong is? Oh, by the way, his Dharma name is Chengkong."

When Xingkong heard Chengkong's name, he couldn't help but frowned and said, "To be honest, this person was originally my junior fellow apprentice, but he was driven down the mountain by our master a hundred years ago."

"He went down the mountain?" Lin Manqing was slightly stunned. "So, whatever Li Chengzhong does has nothing to do with your Mount Wutai?"

"Yes."

"Haha, then Master, do you know that he is in the Jinzhou Wu family?"

"This..." Xingkong hesitated, "I think I heard something about it."

"You just heard about it?" Lin Manqing sneered, "Then it seems that you don't know that Xiankong followed the second master of the Wu family to the capital to challenge the Li family?"

Xingkong was startled, looked at Lin Manqing, and asked, "Could it be that the female donor is from the Li family in the capital?"

"This is the lady of our Li family." Li Asi stepped forward and stood next to Lin Manqing.

Xingkong's expression changed constantly. After a while, he finally sighed, "Alas, Junior Brother Xiankong is also helpless. The Jinzhou Wu family has done a favor to Mount Wutai. This matter has a thousand-year cause and effect..."

Lin Manqing probably guessed the cause and effect of this, but seeing that Xingkong seemed to want to tell the story from the beginning, she was afraid that monks would tell stories and mix Buddhist theories into them. She was afraid that the story would never end. Li Chengzhong took the statue of the Goddess of Pure Light, and she didn't know what would happen, so she stopped him and said,

"Okay, Master Xingkong, I'm not interested in hearing about the thousand-year feud between Mount Wutai and the Wu family. I just want to know where Li Chengzhong is."

Xingkong said, "I really don't know where Li Chengzhong is. He was the abbot of the Pagoda Temple in Chajianling. Because he practiced magic, his master found out and abolished his cultivation and banished him from Wutai. Since then, I haven't seen him again. I also heard that he has taken refuge with the Wu family. You can go to Jinzhou to take a look."

"Haha, the monk is not very well-informed. The Jinzhou Wu family has been wiped out. It was your good junior brother who did it. After he killed all the people in the Wu family, he ran to Mount Wutai. Otherwise, do you think I came here to meditate and worship Buddha?"

"what?!"

Xingkong was shocked after hearing this.

If Lin Manqing had not just saved Mount Wutai, Xingkong would never have believed this.

"If Chengkong comes back..." Xingkong thought for a moment, "He would never dare to come to see Master. He might go to Chajianling, where his roots are. But the Pagoda Temple has been closed for many years. The only place where he can hide and possibly avoid Master's eyes is the Ancient Buddha Cave. Could it be that he went to the Ancient Buddha Cave?"

"Ancient Buddha Cave?"

"It is an ancient cave with ancient Buddha statues inside. The depths of the cave are very quiet, and the aura is almost isolated from the outside world, as if it is an independent cave world..."

Before Xingkong finished speaking, Wu Yuqi, who was listening nearby, suddenly said, "Ah, I remember now. I think I heard them mention some ancient Buddha!"

Lin Manqing raised her eyebrows and asked Xingkong: "Where is the Ancient Buddha Cave?"

"It's at Chajian Ridge, not far from the Pagoda Temple." Xingkong hesitated for a moment, "Let me take you there. Our master has passed away. If Chengkong is really back, considering the evil he has done, as the eldest brother, I should clean up the mess."