"You...Buddhism...of the same lineage...destined person..."

The eminent monk's skeleton spoke hoarsely, and there seemed to be countless different old voices superimposed on top of each other.

"Zen... destroy... the inheritance... cannot... be... broken..."

"Destined person...destined person..."

"You...you..."

The eminent monk's skeleton seemed to want to say something, but its skeleton had begun to disappear inch by inch.

Hearing this, Ye Wuque's eyes flashed!

Wow!

A silver Arhat suddenly appeared behind him!

The eye sockets of the monk's skull suddenly pulsed with boiling light!

"Arhat unloads..."

"you……"

It seems to be recognized.

Then, an incredible scene happened!

I saw the forehead bones of the eminent monk's skeleton suddenly shattered, and from it, a thumb-sized... golden relic was pulled out!

Shining with a faint brilliance.

"Xunxian District... Lingyin Temple..."

The eminent monk's skeleton used up his last strength, and after saying these words, he completely disappeared into ashes.

Ye Wuque picked up the golden relic and slowly stood up.

Looking at the golden relic in his hand, his eyes became deep.

…

Twenty days later.

The big world of Yunei.

Xunxian District, one of the fifty districts.

Mortal area.

This is a very inconspicuous place in Xunxian District, even within the mortal area. There is an ordinary temple with an ordinary appearance.

At this moment, a figure that looked equally ordinary walked to the temple.

This figure is very ordinary, with a plain appearance, except for a pair of bright and deep eyes, which is extremely unusual.

There are three gentle and jade-like characters on the plaque of the temple...

Lingyin Temple.

After taking one look at this figure, he walked in.

"Welcome pilgrims..."

In the Main Hall of Lingyin Temple, there are two monks, one old and one young, dressed very simply and even wearing patches.

The old monk was sitting upright, knocking wooden fish, and reciting Buddhist scriptures, feeling peaceful and compassionate.

The young monk was responsible for receiving the figure who just walked in.

"Is this donor here to offer incense?" the young monk asked politely.

The figure nodded.

The young monk immediately took out three sticks of incense and handed them to the figure.

This figure walked to the Buddha statue, lit the incense, and then enshrined it in the incense burner.

There is a merit box on the ground next to it.

Seeing this, the figure took out a piece of gold and threw it into the merit box.

When the little monk saw this, surprise suddenly appeared in his eyes, and his face turned red with excitement!

"Donor, you are too kind! The spirit of Buddha in heaven will definitely bless you!"

"You, are you depressed in your heart? You can't get what you asked for? You can ask my master to relieve your worries. My master is the abbot..." The young monk immediately told Ye Wuque.

"There is indeed one thing you can't ask for..."

The figure spoke.

Immediately, under the guidance of the young monk, this figure sat opposite the old monk.

The wooden fish is still beating.

The old monk had his eyes closed, his face was wrinkled, and he looked very old.

"donor……"

The old monk spoke with a gentle voice that seemed to have a calming force.

"It is normal in life to ask for something but not get it. Donors must not get into trouble because of this."

"If you feel restless and have no peace of mind, you can tell me something and the Buddha will listen to you."

Upon hearing this, the sitting figure nodded slightly and sighed.

"What the abbot said makes sense. That's why I came here. Maybe Lingyin Temple can really help me..."

"Donor, the Buddha is in my heart, but it doesn't matter. I wonder what the benefactor wants?"

"What I want is one thing, and it's called... Arhat Conquers Demons!"
Chapter completed!