I Don't Want to Get Hurt, So I'll Max Out My Defense-Chapter 955 - 956: Who is in charge on this floor?
Chapter 955: Chapter 956: Who is in charge on this floor?
“Amitabha, fellow brothers, the terrain inside the Buddhist Pagoda is complex. Perhaps I, a humble monk, could guide you to the accommodations on top. It would be easier to come to fetch you in three days,”
Monk Liaowang said, bringing his hands together in front of the other young monks.
“Agreed, knowing you also come from the Barbaric Lands, we’ll give you this face. A brief moment, swiftly go and return. Opening the passageway is a huge drain on us!”
The young monks’ faces looked somewhat grim, but they still agreed to Monk Liaowang’s request.
“Thank you, brothers, for your indulgence!”
The monks proceeded one after another into the interior of the Buddhist Pagoda. The entrance was Buddha’s crossed leg’s toe, where the Power of Faith had opened a passageway for cultivators to enter and exit, completely isolating it from the outside world once closed.
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The inside of the pagoda was a vast hollow space, filled with numerous rock chambers of varying sizes.
Upon entering, Li Xiaobai was baffled; this was no pagoda, it seemed more like a prison, the interior a hive of cells cramped and stifling like a honeycomb.
Approaching a rock chamber close to the entrance, he peered through the crack of the door. Inside, a figure was sitting cross-legged in meditation, utterly still. Undoubtedly, having stayed in such a place for so long, they had been transformed by the Power of Faith. The reason they weren’t sent out must be to use the pagoda to help the cultivators achieve a higher cultivation level, thereby becoming strong pillars of the Buddhist Sect once they left.
“The Power of Faith here is excessively intense, several times more concentrated than within the Buddha Country. This pagoda must be where the Great Thunderclap Temple stores and absorbs the Power of Faith,”
Liu Jinshui remarked, looking around.
“The pagoda must be specifically for sending talents to the Buddhist Sect.”
Li Xiaobai nodded and said. The longer one practiced here, the higher their cultivation level and their loyalty to the Buddhist Sect, emerging as free, devoted supporters without the need for resources or efforts to indoctrinate them.
“Young Master Li, what we did in the underground crypt was indeed somewhat improper. Please don’t take it amiss,”
Blood Soul, showing neither joy nor sorrow on his face, performed a gesture of respect towards Li Xiaobai. He was now a man of the Buddhist Sect, his heart filled with compassion and gratitude towards the Sect, his past experiences and emotions repressed with only sincere faith remaining in his mind.
The others felt the same, grateful for the opportunity to practice within the pagoda without holding past grievances.
“How could that be? You all are renowned experts. After this baptism by the Buddhist Sect, you would surely live more insightfully,”
Li Xiaobai said, waving his hands.
“Amitabha, would it be all right for the honored guests to reside in the seventh chamber on the left? Those chambers are vacant and linked together. Having companions on the path of cultivation isn’t too lonely,”
Monk Liaowang said cheerily, pointing to a row of chambers on the left.
“Thank you, Master!”
Blood Soul and the others left, having completely changed.
However, all this was of no consequence to Li Xiaobai, who was currently seeking the path to the upper levels. Previously on the Transmigration Ladder, having seen Yitilou and Yan Zuzi, it was not difficult to deduce that the entire pagoda was pyramid-shaped, becoming sparser with people the higher one went, thus easier to find solitude.
“Damn, Liaowang, when did you sneak into the Central Origin Realm? You’ve even joined the Great Thunderclap Temple. Looks like you’re in no low position, eh!”
Liu Jinshui’s eyes were full of surprise as he walked around Liaowang, clicking his tongue in wonder.
“Hmph, I’m just barely comparable to a minor novice beside this Buddha,”
Ergouzi scoffed, thinking back to the scene on Thunder Peak where the mention of ‘Wuhu’ had everyone taking off, he felt a deep regret. Had he not fooled around following Li Xiaobai and the others, he might still be the much revered Master Wuhu.
“Amitabha, we’re all out here trying to make a living, just having enough to eat, no need to be so formal.”
“People from the Buddhist Sect also went down to the Immortal Spirit Continent. That’s when I was discovered and brought to the Great Thunderclap Temple. Now I’m diligently practicing Buddhist Law under the Abbot,”
LiaoWang said, his eyes showing years of hardship. He casually took out a Huazi and lit it, taking a smooth, practiced puff, leaving Liu Jinshui and the others in awe with his fluid motions.
“Liaowang, where’s your wife?”
Li Xiaobai asked, recalling that the Demon Sect’s saintess named Su Mei’er had always been with him.
“Amitabha, monks consider the whole world as their home and clouds have no fixed abode; how can they get a wife? Miss Mei’er has been settled by this young monk in a secluded place, untouched by the troubles of the Central Origin Realm.”
Monk Liaowang sighed and slowly spoke.
Li Xiaobai was speechless internally, this fellow had changed too quickly, no longer the monk who had once closely followed behind him, urging him not to engage in violent acts.
“I mean, now that everyone else has left, leaving just the four of us, can we speak the truth now?”
Liu Jinshui rubbed his teeth and said, “My plan is simple, survive for three days, and after getting out, look for an opportunity to escape. A gentleman’s revenge is not too late, even after ten years. When we’ve learned enough, we’ll come back and get them. What do you guys think?”
Ergouzi said, “Woof, this monk has connections up above, they can get us out!”
“Is your connection bigger than the abbot? You’ve been thrown here, now none of your backgrounds work!”
Liu Jinshui said scornfully.
“This monk really has connections up top, do you guys have a rope? Just let the people above pull us out!”
Ergouzi continued.
Liu Jinshui was speechless, realizing there really were connections up top.
Li Xiaobai looked at him and asked, “Are you talking about Yan Zuzi and Yitilou, the two seniors?”
“You know them too? Kid, you wouldn’t happen to have your own connections, would you?”
Ergouzi looked at him suspiciously, those were two great masters situated at Buddha’s eyes, not so easy to meet.
“I don’t have anyone up top, but I have an altar.”
Li Xiaobai flipped his wrist, and a Five-colored Small Altar landed on the ground; it was the sixth altar he had secured upon arriving in the Central Origin Realm, undiscovered until this very moment.
The altar served as a channel between the Central Origin Realm and the Earth Spirit Realm, holding one allowed free movement between the two realms.
“Ssst! Junior brother, did you actually walk away with the altar?”
Liu Jinshui’s eyes went wide; he was taken away by King Weiwu of the Great Flame Dynasty and had no knowledge of the whereabouts of this sixth altar.
“If you had this thing earlier, why would we need anything else!”
Ergouzi’s eyes gleamed; an altar was indeed a Magic Treasure that could cross spatial barriers, unrestricted, perfect for entering to return to the Immortal Spirit Continent and then re-entering the Central Origin Realm through another altar’s entrance.
“Amitabha, there are stairs over there, where the altar can be placed in a secluded spot, unlikely to be discovered.”
Monk Liaowang spoke.
“Alrighty!”
The three men and one dog went upstairs, where the cultivators typically had lower cultivation levels, mostly ranging from Human Immortal Realm to Earth Immortal Realm.
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The upper floors were different, from the foot to the waist level, the number of stone chambers had hardly changed, still densely packed like a honeycomb, but the number of cultivators residing in them had drastically reduced, with nine out of every ten rooms empty.
Those placed here were cultivators of the Heavenly Immortal Realm, once famous prodigies of the Central Origin Realm or notorious demon heads, now all being reconditioned slowly by the Buddhist Sect in the Buddhist Pagoda, transitioning into one of the many loyal fighters, no longer reliving the bygone days.
Blood Soul and others were supposed to be accommodated here, but since they were only to stay for three days, Monk Liaowang had picked a spot close to the entrance.
The group began assessing which area was more secluded for the altar’s use; it had to be hidden well and absolutely not discovered.
Yet as they were cautiously trying not to attract the attention of the imprisoned Heavenly Immortal Realm experts, they saw Monk Liaowang stride boldly to the front of one cave dwelling, kicking open the door with Huazi in his mouth slowly asking, “Who’s in charge on this floor?”
