"The Fire Qilin is a rare beast of the human realm, on par with the Azure Dragon, Vermillion Bird, Black Tortoise, and White Tiger. It inherently possesses the purest fire divine power in the world. Below the True Lord realm, anyone touched by it will be severely injured, and anyone ignited by it will surely die.

Although your physique is strong and your primordial spirit is firm, your current strength is fundamentally insufficient to evade the divine fire."

Moro did not look at Chen Yuan, his gaze fixed on the Tangshan Buddha statue before him. His tone was light, yet it conveyed a sense of convincing power.

"Not even with the help of a senior?"

Chen Yuan's expression turned solemn. He knew the terror of the Fire Qilin, otherwise it wouldn't have been suppressed here by the people of Mount Lingshan for over two hundred years. His reliance was on Moro.

The power of the sixth realm is not enough to extinguish the Fire Qilin's blazing flames?

"I can, but you cannot. Because it is you who must devour the Qilin blood, not me. If you want to devour the Qilin blood, you must approach it. Even if this humble monk imprisons it, you still have to ingest it into your body."

Moro shook his head.

If it were that simple, it would be great, but the Fire Qilin's fire and the Vermillion Bird's divine fire are both the strongest divine fires in the world, not so easily extinguished.

"Is there really no way?"

Chen Yuan frowned slightly. To have a treasure mountain but be unable to use it was not in his nature. As long as there was a sliver of a method, he had to try it. If he wanted to reach the Divine Power realm, this was the only method he could rely on at present.

"All things in the world generate and overcome each other, so there will naturally be no invincible object."

"Please, senior, teach me."

Hearing this, Chen Yuan's expression immediately turned solemn.

"Ice Marrow Divine Jade!"

"Ice Marrow Divine Jade?"

This name was very unfamiliar to Chen Yuan. He had read a lot of information about heaven and earth spiritual objects, but it seemed that there was nothing called by this name.

"When this humble monk was in Mount Lingshan, I once heard the name of this spiritual object. It is a rare thing of the human world, born of heaven and earth, and naturally restrains flames. As long as you can find this object, take it, and protect your primordial spirit and heart, relying on the Xiang family's divine blood in your body, you might be able to suppress the Qilin divine blood and devour and refine it."

"Does senior know where to find it?" Chen Yuan asked.

"Heaven and earth rare objects are extremely rare, and this humble monk cannot calculate it, but you have hope."

Moro looked at him very seriously.

"Me?"

Chen Yuan raised an eyebrow, somewhat surprised.

Even Moro could not calculate where the heaven and earth rare object was, so could he? Was he more powerful than an immortal?

"This humble monk has been following you for nearly a year and has seen that you are a person favored by the heavens, with great luck, even stronger than all the Dao Lords of Dao God Palace.

Perhaps, one day you might even stumble upon it while walking."

Moro's words were by no means false, but what he truly believed. Only by being in contact with Chen Yuan for a long time could one know how terrifying he really was.

It was as if all the good things in the world were reserved for him. Many times, he could coincidentally encounter spiritual objects, pushing up his own cultivation.

Once was a coincidence, twice was a coincidence, but three or four times could not be described by the word 'coincidence' alone, because there were not so many coincidences in the world.

He had no intention of exploring Chen Yuan's secret, nor could he explore it. He could only attribute it to the luck favored by heaven.

Therefore, the ethereal and elusive rare object that was difficult to find in the human world might be difficult for others, but he believed that it was not difficult for Chen Yuan.

Of course, even if he couldn't find it, when Chen Yuan's cultivation reached the Yang God realm, he would be able to devour the Qilin blood for his own use.

Chen Yuan's eyes were thoughtful. If this were the case, what he could rely on at present was only the guidance of the Destiny Altar. It seemed that Senior Moro had already seen that he was different.

But the existence of "I Have a Destiny Altar," he should still not be aware of it, and can only attribute it to the favor of heaven and earth luck, and the blessing of good fortune in the human world.

"What senior said is reasonable. This junior is afraid that he can only rely on future luck for now." Chen Yuan smiled and did not say much, but his killing intent towards Song Lun was even stronger.

Perhaps only by killing Song Lun could he learn the whereabouts of the Ice Marrow Divine Jade.

However... according to the trajectory, Song Lun did not seem to have anything to do with the Fire Qilin. Could it be that when Liangshan rebelled in the future, he would come to Tangshan and inadvertently discover the secret of the Tangshan Buddha?

It was no wonder that he thought this way. In fact, if he carefully calculated Chen Yuan's opportunities and treasures, he would find that many times, the opportunities he obtained were related to the Sons of Destiny.

He killed them, seized their luck, which was equivalent to seizing their future opportunities.

Although it was not necessarily accurate, and sometimes it was not the case, he always had this idea.

"You possess the Xiang family's divine blood, an extraordinary physique, and also practice the methods of Daoism, Buddhism, and Demonism. If you devour the Fire Qilin, you may transform into a Qilin Demon."

Moro changed the topic, not lingering on the previous one.

"What is a Qilin Demon?"

"It is just a transformation. The Fire Qilin is a natural alien species, and its blood contains violent thoughts. Although it has the wonderful effect of improving the physical body, there is also a considerable chance that a trace of true demonic nature will be born from it.

However, you possess the six-tribulation divine weapon Emperor Slaughter, which is inherently an evil object of heaven and earth. Moreover, you have tempered your mind through the thoughts of all living beings in Liangzhou City, and your state of mind is already complete. Even a Yang God True Lord is not as good as you.

That trace of demonic nature should not be harmful to you, but will only enhance your power, which is a good thing. If you have the opportunity, you can take this opportunity to completely integrate Daoism, Buddhism, and Demonism into one, whether you become a demon or a Buddha or maintain yourself, and then your strength will greatly increase!"

Moro spoke eloquently, not worried about Chen Yuan at all, but instead felt that this was another opportunity for him, whose state of mind was complete and without leakage.

If it were someone else, as long as their state of mind had not reached completion, they might be affected by that trace of violent demonic nature and become a demon.

"Thank you for the guidance, senior."

Chen Yuan nodded solemnly.

After speaking, he temporarily dismissed the idea of forcibly taking the Fire Qilin and instead thought of a way to kill Song Lun first, relying on the luck on his body to find the Ice Marrow Divine Jade.

Moro also returned to the Emperor Slaughter Blade to continue his slumber.

As his cultivation recovered faster and faster with the help of the Golden Lotus, the time he spent in slumber also became longer and longer. Unless necessary, Chen Yuan could not disturb his recovery.

Otherwise, the time would only be prolonged.

But sometimes, Chen Yuan himself had no choice.

Standing on the top of the Tangshan Buddha statue for a long time in silence, Chen Yuan looked at the calm lake below, his state of mind calm, and headed towards Shu Prefecture.

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......

At this moment, within Qing Prefecture, in front of the Bright Light Temple.

Six hundred warrior monks sat cross-legged on a clearing in front of the temple, chanting Buddhist scriptures. All was quiet. In front of the six hundred warrior monks, there were several Dan Realm grandmasters also sitting cross-legged.

Among them, there was an acquaintance of Chen Yuan.

With a fat head and big ears, nine precepts scars on the top of his head, a mole on the corner of his mouth, and facial features like a big '囧' character, it was Guangliang Monk, who had once joined forces with Xiao Yun Sheng, Gu Chun and others to prepare to intercept and kill Chen Yuan.

However, he was later subdued by Jiang He.

He was also the martial uncle of Quiet Heart Monk, whom Chen Yuan had killed in the Yuan Kong Secret Realm.

Chen Yuan had actually always wanted to get revenge. The interception at that time could not be forgotten, but because he was too busy, he could not spare the time to impose a crime on the Bright Light Temple.

That was why it had been gradually put on hold, preparing to flatten everything in one wave after the uprising.

In front of the several Dan Realm grandmasters, a kind-faced old monk wearing a temple supervisor's kasaya sat in the forefront, also chanting Buddhist scriptures.

The heaven and earth spiritual energy seemed to be shaking.

The Bright Light Temple was the strongest Buddhist force in Qing Prefecture, and also one of the most powerful top forces in the entire Qing Prefecture. There was more than one Transformation Yang Arhat in the temple.

When the Great Jin Dynasty was first established, Mount Lingshan spread its teachings to the Central Plains, and sowed many seeds. The Bright Light Temple was one of the most prosperous representatives among them. In recent years, it had always been in contact with the sacred land of Mount Lingshan.

In fact, it was not only the Bright Light Temple, but all Buddhist temples under the heavens were Dao lineages passed down from Mount Lingshan, and they revered Mount Lingshan as the orthodox sacred land. Their cohesiveness was many times stronger than that of the scattered Daoist sects.

There was only one Buddhist sect in the world, and that was Mount Lingshan.

But the Daoist sects were not like this. The Tai Xu Palace, the Bi You Palace, and Mount Kunlun were actually considered the orthodox Daoist sects, and even Mount Wudang was a Daoist offshoot.

The Shu Mountain Sword Sect also had inextricable connections with Daoism.

In terms of the struggle between Buddhism and Daoism alone, it was obvious that Daoism was stronger.

However, sometimes when it became too strong, the Daoist sects would begin to split. The Bi You Palace and Tai Xu Palace were split off during the chaotic period of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.

And today, the Bright Light Temple was so solemn, purifying the temple with water, and scriptures filling the sky, all because of a major event.

The strongest person in the Bright Light Temple, a Buddhist Arhat who was once famous in Qing Prefecture, and also the abbot of the Bright Light Temple, Abbot Yao Xin, had been in closed-door cultivation for too long, for decades without leaving seclusion.

And recently, his soul lamp was flickering, showing signs of extinguishing.

The monks of the Bright Light Temple, realizing this, were horrified. They quickly sealed off the Bright Light Temple, preparing to receive the descent of a Lingshan Bodhisattva, hoping that he could help him reincarnate and return to Mount Lingshan.

Ordinary monks naturally did not have this qualification, nor did they have this ability, but the cultivation of the Arhat realm was enough to have the opportunity to be reborn with the help of Lingshan's magical methods.

Just like Xuan Ming Monk, who was among the top three on the previous Hidden Dragon List.

The Bright Light Temple had been chanting scriptures for three days. According to custom, a Lingshan Bodhisattva who sensed sincerity could use great divine powers to manifest a dharma body within the Bright Light Temple with the help of incense power.

Time passed by, and in the blink of an eye, it was noon for the third time. Within the Great Hero Hall of the Bright Light Temple, a golden light suddenly rose into the sky.

In an instant, the heavens and earth changed color, and the golden light filled the sky for hundreds of miles.

A compassionate intent enveloped the heavens and the earth. Within the Bright Light Temple, the nearly thousand monks of the Bright Light Temple who were chanting scriptures below seemed to have understood something and looked up at the sky.

They saw a golden sphere of light tens of feet in size condensing in the sky above the Bright Light Temple, like a bright sun, and the golden light gradually converged.

A phantom appeared before everyone's eyes.

That phantom was a Bodhisattva Dharma appearance, wearing a Buddha crown, with ears hanging down to his shoulders, holding a golden staff, and a point of red light condensing on the staff. Beneath him seemed to be a virtual azure lion, standing still like a sculpture.

The Temple Supervisor of the Bright Light Temple was shocked. After seeing the incense dharma body clearly, he immediately bowed and saluted:

"Disciple pays homage to Manjushri Bodhisattva, and respectfully welcomes Manjushri Bodhisattva's descent!"

"Respectfully welcome Manjushri Bodhisattva's descent!"

"Respectfully welcome Manjushri Bodhisattva's descent!"

The monks behind the Temple Supervisor spoke in unison, their eyes filled with deep piety.

The head of the Four Great Bodhisattvas of Mount Lingshan was definitely a being who had attained the Dao and become an immortal Buddha, second only to the Buddha in the Buddhist sect, and was even listed as third on the Supreme Ranking by the Stairway to Heaven.

Above him was only Ye Xiangnan, the city lord of Martial Emperor City.

"Where is Yao Xin?"

Manjushri Bodhisattva's incense dharma body was not agile, but was like a Buddha statue, with indifferent eyes, as if all beings were nothing.

"Reporting to the Bodhisattva, the abbot has been in seclusion for decades, and recently the soul lamp has been flickering, showing signs of extinguishing. This disciple is terrified, so he invited the Bodhisattva, hoping that the Bodhisattva can see that the abbot has worked hard for many years and take the abbot back to Mount Lingshan for reincarnation."

The old Temple Supervisor monk said with his hands clasped together.

Manjushri Bodhisattva in the void was silent for a while, then turned his gaze towards the place of seclusion in the back mountain of the Bright Light Temple, and said in a voice like a bell:

"Arhat Yao Xin, show yourself!"

In the back mountain, the place of seclusion of the Bright Light Temple, in a tower tens of feet deep underground, a skinny, withered light-headed monk slightly moved his finger after hearing the words "show yourself."

His long eyebrows also moved without wind, and there was a creaking sound from his body. He regained his vitality and opened his eyes that resembled an abyss, with a hint of sadness.

With a sigh, he rose into the sky from the ground and instantly arrived within the Bright Light Temple.

Seeing his skinny, tattered appearance, the warrior monks and monks below saluted:

"Pay homage to the abbot!"

"Pay homage to the abbot!"

Abbot Yao Xin glanced at the monks below, his eyes without joy or sorrow. He looked up at the incense dharma body of Manjushri Bodhisattva in the void, which was like a great sun, bowed and saluted, clasping his hands together:

"Disciple Yao Xin, pays homage to Manjushri Bodhisattva."

"Yao Xin, you ultimately failed to break through to the Bodhisattva realm." A faint voice came from Manjushri Bodhisattva's mouth.

"Disciple is dull."

Yao Xin bowed.

"Yao Xin, you were originally a Lingshan Arhat. In just over a hundred years, you broke through to the Arhat realm, with a deep foundation. I originally thought that the opportunity to spread the Dao in the Central Plains would allow you to take another step forward, but I didn't expect you to be trapped in the Arhat realm for life."

Even though it was an incense dharma body, it also had a trace of the true essence of Manjushri Bodhisattva's main body. Although his eyes did not change, his tone was a bit regretful. Yao Xin had the hope of becoming one of the Eighteen Arhats in the past, and even replacing the Dragon Subduing Arhat.

However, after going out to gain experience, he did not take that most crucial step in his life. It was a pity. Those who did not enter the Yang God realm in the Arhat realm had no sun essence to avoid the suffering of reincarnation. Even if they were reborn, they would have no memory, or even be unable to awaken, and live a mediocre life.

Unlike them Bodhisattvas, who relied on Lingshan's incense to have extremely high lifespans. Even if they were reborn, they would have a high chance of returning to their main body with their memories.

"I have disappointed the Bodhisattva. This disciple is too foolish." Yao Xin did not dare to say more.

"Since you are already at the end of your life, and have devoted yourself to Lingshan for many years, this seat will help you reincarnate." Manjushri Bodhisattva continued.

"Thank you, Bodhisattva."

"But before that, you must first do something for me." Manjushri Bodhisattva pointed his finger, and all the accumulated incense in the Bright Light Temple instantly enveloped Yao Xin's skinny body.

In a short moment, Yao Xin relied on this power to return to his peak state. And his emaciated appearance was now very different. If Chen Yuan were here to take a closer look, he would find that.

Abbot Yao Xin actually had some resemblance to the Faha, whom he had once killed in the Golden Mountain Temple....

"Please issue your decree, Bodhisattva."

Yao Xin's voice was full of energy, returning to his peak state.

The golden light enveloped the two of them. The monks below could not hear what was being said above at all, but their eyes did not dare to show the slightest doubt.

"More than two hundred years ago, this seat traveled through the Central Plains and accidentally discovered a strange beast, the Fire Qilin, in Tangshan Prefecture, Qing Prefecture. However, this ferocious beast was born of heaven and earth, was difficult to tame, and was extremely violent. Below the immortals, no one could subdue this ferocious thing.

Later, this seat used great divine powers and a teleportation formation to move a Buddhist golden body from thousands of miles away and suppress that ferocious thing deep underground. After two hundred years of suppression and annihilation, the Fire Qilin's strength has been reduced to less than ten percent. It is now almost time to subdue it. You will take this seat's decree to Tangshan, subdue it, and bring it to Mount Lingshan together."

Manjushri Bodhisattva raised his head and extended a hand. A golden pillar of light instantly appeared in the void and fell into his hand. A golden decree hung in the void.

"This disciple obeys the Bodhisattva's decree."

Yao Xin received the decree with both hands and immediately agreed.

"This seat used the incense of the Bright Light Temple to restore your strength, but there is only one month. Once that time is up, if you cannot return to Mount Lingshan, your soul will return to heaven and earth, and your reincarnation will be useless."

"Yes."

"Settle all your karma as soon as possible, subdue the Fire Qilin, and return to Mount Lingshan. This seat will be waiting for you on Mount Lingshan." After Manjushri Bodhisattva said this, the golden light dissipated inch by inch and disappeared without a trace.

As if it had never appeared.

Yao Xin held the Bodhisattva's decree, clasped his hands together, and bowed slightly:

"Respectfully farewell to Manjushri Bodhisattva!"

"Respectfully farewell to Manjushri Bodhisattva!"

"Respectfully farewell to Manjushri Bodhisattva!"

The monks of the Bright Light Temple below saw the golden light fading and knew that the Bodhisattva's incense dharma body had dissipated and returned to the sacred land of Mount Lingshan. They clasped their hands together.

"Settle karma..." A figure of a young man in black flashed in Yao Xin's eyes. He put away the decree that Manjushri Bodhisattva had brought from Lingshan with a teleportation array.

Stepping down from the void step by step, he faced the monks of the Bright Light Temple below, and said with one hand clasped together:

"This humble monk failed to break through and is about to die. Fortunately, the Bodhisattva has shown mercy and allowed me to go to Mount Lingshan for reincarnation and retraining. From today onwards, the abbot of the Bright Light Temple will be taken over by Arhat Miaojue, who will continue to spread the Buddhist principles of Lingshan and teach Qing Prefecture."

The kind-faced old monk at the head sighed slightly, clasped his hands together, and nodded slightly:

"We obey the abbot's orders!"

"We obey the abbot's orders!"

The words of the abbot before his death were the decree, and all the monks in the Bright Light Temple had to obey them. Moreover, now, apart from Yao Xin, Supervisor Miaojue had the highest cultivation in the Bright Light Temple, and it was reasonable for him to take over the position of abbot.

"Junior Brother Miaojue, from now on, the Bright Light Temple will be under your charge. Remember to follow the teachings of Lingshan."

"Yes."

Miaojue nodded, knowing that Yao Xin was about to fall, and that he was only using Manjushri Bodhisattva to help him return to his former glory. He asked with a solemn expression:

"I wonder if the abbot has any unfulfilled wishes?"

Yao Xin was silent for a moment:

"The hatred of those who block the path must be settled before reincarnation. Have you heard of the whereabouts of the Demon Blade Chen Yuan?"

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