Chapter 16: Transmigration, Jing Yuan Breaks the Fate

  This evening, how many years?

  The world in dreams is expecting to have a moment of tranquility.

  Here is the translation:

  Last time, I mentioned the ghost king from 600 years ago. A tragic heaven's timing, yet it became a lie passed down through generations. The black dragon, however, was well-behaved and constantly reminded itself that helping evil would only lead to death. Inside the stone pillar of Xiānglóng Temple, it saw all sorts of people every day, from ancient times to the present, still the same. Everyone was for themselves, but not for themselves, what else could they do? It was very conflicted, except when Jingyuan Fāngzhǎng passed away. It shed tears! It had always thought that these bald donkeys used deceitful means to seal it inside the stone pillar, but unexpectedly, Jingyuan gave all his true energy to it before he died, hoping it would gain some insight in the future! That day, it broke through the stone pillar's seal and circled around Jingyuan's grave for 180 days.

  From then on, it has been hovering above the temple every day, guarding the temple and waiting for the next master to appear. Especially during the war-torn period, it used its dragon armor to cast a protective shield for the temple, which still exists today. However, due to time, the original black aura-filled shield has now merged with the Buddha's light and is no longer visible to the world, but it indeed exists.

  The serenity of Longwang Temple, may it last forever. But reality is often cruel.

  As soon as Gao Le and Qin Guangwang stepped into the Temple of the Descending Dragon, the tranquility was broken, changing quietly, as if even flies couldn't disturb it.

  Standing in front of the grand hall gate, incense guests come and go, between kowtowing and chanting. Yet they are completely unaware that the old master of the underworld is right behind them.

  "The poor monk has shown respect. Could the newcomer be Gao Le?" A voice came from behind.

  Gao Le turned around, and in front of him was a man wearing a patched kasaya, holding a rotten Buddhist rosary, and wearing a pair of cloth shoes covered with mud. But judging from his appearance, the person in front of him looked very young, not like an abbot at all. However, between his eyebrows, he was filled with the hardships of the world, and it could be inferred that he had experienced many trials and tribulations to become such a transcendent figure.

  "Gao Le returned the courtesy, 'Are you Master Jingyuan?' Gao Le joined his palms together and didn't take his eyes off the person in front of him. No, a monk! Monks are people too!"

  "Good grief! What era is this? Don't bring out the old tricks anymore! I don't have that kind of thing!" Qin Guangwang turned around and said, presumably he had already adapted.

  "Haha! I'm so lucky! Come, follow me!" Jingyuan led the way to the back, this path leads to the backyard, which is the Chan field.

  Treading on artifacts that have been undisturbed for over 600 years, the path winds its way. After several turns, one's line of sight can finally relax a bit. This is where the Zen land lies. Many high-ranking monks almost always come here to meditate with their eyes closed. Several Chinese parasol trees, as large as manhole covers, stand upright in the temple grounds, majestic like a warrior clad in armor! The surroundings are stone benches and stone tables, somewhat resembling a park. But the faint scent of sandalwood tells you that this is actually one of the most elegant places on earth! Apart from the trees, there are houses - supposedly siheyuan, but not quite. In fact, it's impossible to see any walls at all; everything blends seamlessly together.

  The house, built with wood and stone! The walls are carved with the deeds of the temple through the ages! And there is a large and striking "Zen".

  As Gao Le walked into the room, his fingers touched the wall for a moment, and an image appeared in his mind, almost identical to what Qin Guangwang had said. Was this really the scene from 600 years ago? Gao Le stopped in his tracks, took a step back, and looked up at the stone carving. Although it was colorless, the carving had already begun to move in his eyes. The black air in the sky seemed to be rotating again, and the people on the ground seemed to be panicking again. He could almost hear the roar of the black dragon by his ear. But at this moment, Gao Le discovered that there was no black dragon in the pattern as Qin Guangwang had said. What was going on? Gao Le was about to ask.

  "Benefactor, don't dwell on past events. People should look forward, occasionally looking back only to reflect on their current aspirations!" After finishing speaking, he joined his hands together again and turned around to continue walking. Qin Guangwang simply nodded at him and followed Jingyuan as they walked away. Without time to think much, Gao Le put aside his doubts, lifted his spirits, and continued walking.

  Along the way, there were at least thirty-two stone carvings. This Temple of the Descending Dragon did not disappoint, with so many legendary stories! But Gao Le didn't know that each and every one of these stone carvings was exchanged for many lives. In the great war, there were casualties and rebuilding, only then was the current Temple of the Descending Dragon formed! Therefore, all these stone carvings are only for reference by the temple's disciples, not to be shown to the world!

  After circling around, he finally didn't see the prominent "Zen" character. And Shi Chou, where would this be? Gao Le's heart rose with doubt. There is no room with the word "Zen" in the temple, which doesn't make sense! Nowadays, even toilets in temples will have the word "Zen" written on them. But there isn't one here. Could it be that this place is no longer a temple?

  At the same time, the black dragon above the Temple of the Descending Dragon had already discovered Gao Le and Qin Guang Wang entering the temple grounds. Of course, Qin Guang Wang was absolutely unforgettable to it. It felt as if it were just yesterday. But that Gao Le... it always felt like this person was somehow related to itself, but why would Jing Yuan help Gao Le? And the Jing Yuan of its past life had given it some insight. The Wheel King said there was a new master. Could it be this person?! Its eyes suddenly widened, having waited for six hundred years. Finally, something was taking shape! But going like this was too rash! What to do! Watching Gao Le about to head to the Demon Realm, what should it do?!

  At this moment, Jingyuan standing at the door of the room shouted towards the sky: "Heilong, appear quickly!"

  When Jingyuan called out to himself, the Black Dragon retracted its divine concealment. Suddenly, a majestic dragon-shaped shadow appeared in the sky, with a purple-black body. Tourists who were taking photos outside the main hall inadvertently captured this magnificent creature. It was clear that people had another topic of discussion. Suddenly, Weibo went crazy with reposts, and another explosive piece of news emerged. Then someone said it was just hype, and everyone shouldn't take it seriously. Actually, I want to say, some things you don't know about, don't randomly speculate.

  The black dragon made a lifelong leap, its twisting body stopped in front of Gao Le, but its body slowly became smaller, becoming like a pine nut, swirling around Gao Le's body.

  "Ah! Isn't this Heilong? Weren't you in the stone pillar? How?" Gaole said, stroking the little guy.

  "Haha! On that day, I had no choice but to seal you away. Please forgive me!" Qin Guangwang said with a bow to the Black Dragon.

  At this time, Hei Long no longer had that murderous aura from back then. It simply let out two soft cries to show its forgiveness.

  "Alright! I, a poor monk, have done a good deed! Hei Long, you should already know in your heart! Your master's fate is too strong. Now we are going to change his fate, do you want to come with us?" Jing Yuan said to Hei Long. Hei Long nodded at him.

  "It's all good now, it's all good!"

  Jingyuan turned around and gently pushed open the seemingly simple door.

  PS: I think those who have read this book should know where the door is. Before, I still spoiled a bit! Don't worry about it, unknown disciples, just continue like this! Also, I estimate that from now on, at the beginning of each chapter, I will add some things. {Like the beginning of this chapter: Tonight, what year ---- The world in dreams, is expecting to have a moment of peace ....} If you don't like it, tell me and I'll change it. If you like it, let me know too, so I can continue! Hehe. Don't forget to recommend and collect, dear.

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