Chapter 110: Great Might Heavenly Dragon
Dream-Making Expert
Soon.
Jian Wuming and Ye Qianli were brought over by the Great Monks.
Seeing Lin Qi’s bitter expression as he was surrounded by a group of Golden-Bodied Bodhisattvas and Arhats, with a Golden-Bodied Buddha smiling and fussing over him nearby, both Jian Wuming and Ye Qianli could not help but feel a trace of envy.
“Senior Brother.”
“Since they’re here, I’ll have them take me around first.”
Seeing Jian Wuming and Ye Qianli appear, Lin Qi was as if granted a great amnesty. He quickly said something to Bodhidharma, then immediately signaled the two to leave quickly.
Jian Wuming and Ye Qianli did not understand why, but still obediently followed.
After walking out of the Mahavira Hall, Lin Qi let out a long sigh of relief, his gaze gloomy. “Let’s go, we’ll talk as we walk. Tell me everything you know about Kongxiang Temple.”
“There’s something wrong with your identity as the Son of Buddha?”
Jian Wuming immediately became alert and asked in a low voice.
Lin Qi did not speak, and Jian Wuming did not ask further. He only pondered thoughtfully, then told Lin Qi everything he knew about Kongxiang Temple one by one.
Ye Qianli also occasionally added a few words from the side, sharing the information he knew with Lin Qi.
Ye Qianli had witnessed how Lin Qi once coerced the will of heaven and suppressed nine Golden Cores.
At this moment, although he did not know how Lin Qi had become the Son of Buddha of Kongxiang Temple, it was clear he had latched onto a thick thigh once again.
At least within the inheritance of Kongxiang Temple.
The power Lin Qi could wield was likely no less than what he had back on Xianzhou Star.
He had to learn Lin Qi’s advanced experience in latching onto thighs.
Lin Qi latched onto others’ thighs, so he would latch onto Lin Qi’s thigh.
“So at this point, still no one knows why Kongxiang Temple descended upon the Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm ten thousand years ago, sacrificing the entire sect to pass on the Dharma?”
Lin Qi’s expression was grave, as if he could see a web of conspiracy spanning over ten thousand years closing in around him.
Unknown cause, unknown truth, impossible to break free.
“Indeed.”
“Ever since the ancient era when our human race succeeded in the Heavenly Revolution and expelled the myriad laws and daos.”
“The cultivators of our Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm have nearly lost the art of heavenly secrets and divination.”
“Because our Heavenly Immortal Macrocosm severed the Heavenly Dao, the fate of all beings has been isolated beyond the river of time.”
“Even the supreme Heavenly Immortals cannot divine the fate of the cosmos’s beings.”
“So when it comes to using heavenly secrets for schemes and calculations, we
are inferior to the great powers of other macrocosms.”