941 The Other End of the Chessboard (2/2)

The crack between Chief Monk's neck and the ground were dilated inside, as it was the Buddhist immeasurable state.

Shortly, Chief Monk of Scripture climbed from the bottom of the ground. As a indestructible body of the Buddha, no scars were left, but his kasaya, and the Buddhist Monk's staff were already squeezed into powder. At this moment, he stood in the autumn wilderness and no looker looked like an eminent monk of Buddhism.

The Chief Monk took a garment from the Drunkard and said, ”That year, you learned the immeasurable dharma from the Buddha. Considering it now, everything has been within the Buddhist predestination.”

The Drunkard said, ”This is the Haotian's world. The god's will has been unpredictable, so there is no such a thing as the Buddhist predestination. If she didn't go into the chessboard, then I would have had no method to get you out of the ground. In this case, it had nothing to do with the Buddhist predestination, but more to do with the god's will.”

The Chief Monk said, ”From now on, there would be no god's will on earth anymore, but only the Buddhist predestination.”

The Drunkard said, ”I'm always wondering where your confidence comes from.”

The Chief Monk said, ”Come with me.”

The two left the cliff precipice and went to the cliff plateau.

The Chief Monk watched the wretched pear tree, fell into silence, and then said,” This tree was planted by the Buddha himself. Pear has the same pronunciation with 'leaving', which means parting with the human world.”

The Drunkard said with a dignified expression, ”It blossoms every five-hundred years. Does it mean that Haotian's separation was that long?”

The Chief Monk said, ”In it, it is hard to recognize years and days. In that sense, Haotoan might never come back to the human world.”

The Drunkard said with his eyebrows slightly up, ”If she were to kill the Buddha, Haotian will come back.”

The Chief Monk said calmly, ”The Buddha had undergone Nirvana. How could he be killed?”

The Drunkard frowned. Up until that moment, no one would have known whether the Buddha was alive or not. The huge mountain named Prajna was made of the Buddha's body, and in that sense, where was the Buddha's consciousness?

The Chief Monk kneeled down toward the chessboard, and praised, ”The Buddha can perceive things five-thousand years ago and five-thousand years later. He is not in Xuankong Temple, or in the Buddha's body. It is predictable that he is in the chessboard as small as one square meter, waiting there for Haotian for the past five-thousand years until they meet each other. How wise and beneficent he is.”

The Drunkard looked lost. If the Buddha's consciousness was indeed in the chessboard, why did you say it couldn't be vanished by Haotian? What exactly was Nirvana? He stared at the chessboard and thought for a long time, but still had no clue.

This chessboard was set up by the Buddha as the fighting field, where the Buddha was waiting for Haotian. Unless the Headmaster were to come back to the human world, no one else would be able to get in. Rather, no one was qualified to participate. It was impossible even for him.

One thing worth thinking was that, when Haotian entered the chessboard, another man was beside her. Indeed no one could possibly enter into the chessboard, but that man was able to. What kind of impact would he have on the war?

”There was a problem.”

The Chief Monk said, ”What is it?”

The Drunkard said, ”Someone.”

In the chessboard, besides the Lord and the Buddha, another man was there as well.

The Chief Monk said calmly, ”Although his state has improved, Ning Que is only at the State of Knowing the Destiny. How come he is qualified to be part of an affair at this level?”

The State of Knowing the Destiny was the Zenith of the Five States. However, the Chief Monk of Scripture and Drunkard were the supremely powerful beings who were above the Five States. That was why they didn't pay much attention to him. Even they couldn't be part of the war between the Lord and the Buddha, neither did Ning Que.

The Drunkard said with a dignified expression, ”Even if he couldn't affect the result in the chessboard, he could have effects on the human world outside the chessboard. As he in in it, how could the Academy stand by?”

In the Academy, the First Brother and Twenty-Three-Year Cicada were all super powerhouses beyond the Five States, and it was hard to exactly predict Jun Mo's state after he went wild. If they knew that the Buddhists had trapped and murdered Ning Que in the chessboard, what would they do? Would Jun Mo go wild?

The Chief Monk smiled and said, ”Since the Abbey Dean had asked you to send a message, does it mean he already had calculated the current situation?”

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No one would have thought of where Sangsang and Ning Que were now, including themselves.

Looking at the familiar streets, they seemed to have some memories, but people's clothes were hard to recognize. They were silent for a long time. Ning Que had something on his mind, and even forgot to put away the big black umbrella.

A lot of shrines were alongside the street. In them, statues of the Buddha or the Venerable were worshiped. A scent filled up the room. It was a combination of food spices and incense. It was a peaceful place and people were happy.

He and Sangsang went into the chessboard. To their surprises, they came to Chaoyang City.

”What is wrong with that?”

”You ask me, but who do I ask?”

Ning Que looked at Sangsang, and sighed. ”Of course, it should be you who will ask for the Buddha.”

Sangsang walked into the middle of the street, with her hands behind her back. She said, ”We should look for him first.”

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