594 Tearing Through the Array! (2/2)
”Then how long do we have to stay here for?”
Second Brother said, ”If the old monk Qi Shan isn't as talktive or boastful as the other bald guys, then we'd have to stay around for three months. Sangsang should be healed by then.”
After a momentary pause, he continued, ”If they were really going to enter the chessboard, Youngest Brother would definitely follow. Then, we'd have to wait for two years or bring the chessboard back to the Academy. However, even if the old monk Qishan were better than the other bald guys, I suppose he must still be greedy. I'm afraid he won't let us take the chessboard away.”
The little servant asked bewilderedly, ”Then do we really have to guard here for two years?”
Second Brother said sternly, ”Jia Lun, reading ten thousand books is much better than traveling ten thousand miles. This mountain is the neighboring mountain to Tile Mountain. Even though it cannot be compared to Tile Mountain, the scenery here is good. Admiring this scenery and cleansing your heart as you travel with me for these two years will aid in your cultivation. You might even be able to travel a thousand miles then.”
The little servant sighed helplessly and thought that it was alright if they had to travel ten thousand miles. But circling the same mountain every day and looking at the same scenery was unbearable for anyone other than his young master.
Then, there was a sudden gust of wind.
Second Brother looked up with his brows slightly furrowed. He suddenly felt something and paled before angrily yelling, ”Damn it!”
He waved his hand to beckon the servant.
The box containing his sword flew towards him from the little servant's cradle.
Second Brother stepped on the horse's back lightly, his wide sleeves fluttering, and landed in the forest by the mountain path.
The little servant yelled urgently, ”Master, that's not the main path to Lanke Temple!”
”The straightest road is the closest, and the closest road is the main road...”
Second Brother's voice could be heard from the forest as it grew fainter and fainter.
When the words 'main road' reached the little servant, Second Brother was already nowhere to be found.
Eldest Brother looked at Lanke Temple before him.
Countless lacerations had already been visible through his cotton robe. The cut up cotton was tinged with blood.
He had, in a short period of time, collided with the Light of Buddha tactical array of Lanke Temple thousands of times. The tactical array flickered, but he was also greatly injured.
He still had not managed to enter Lanke Temple.
Eldest Brother followed the Light of Buddha with his eyes and looked at the stone statue of Buddha sitting at the peak of Tile Mountain. He made a decision.
Right at that moment a cloud of green smoke rushed over, kicking up a storm of pebbles.
It had been a long weary journey.
Jun Mo had arrived at Lanke Temple.
He was covered with dust and was even dustier than Eldest Brother. However, his high crown was still straight and did not move an inch.
The two brothers glanced at each other and did not speak.
Jun Mo coughed lightly.
The autumn trees outside Lanke Temple trembled, their green leaves fell.
On Tile Mountain – red leaves fell.
Jun Mo used his finger as a sword and piercing it into the Light of Buddha.
He yelled madly.
His black hair, underneath his high crown, was blown about, dancing wildly.
His fingers came down on the dome of Light of Buddha with difficulty, but without stopping. He tore a tiny hole through it.
Eldest Brother's cotton robe suddenly trembled, leaving a streak of shadow in the sky.
Eldest Brother had disappeared from the front steps of Lanke Temple.
As fast as lightning, he had entered the temple and arrived at the seventeen halls of the temple.
He seemed to have appeared at all of the seventeen halls simultaneously.
Under the roof, in the building, before the corridor, by the plum tree...
Eldest Brother broke the seventeen ancient bells.
The Light of Buddha tactical array had been broken!