821 Taking The Initial And Compel (1/2)

”Foolish Monk Master?” Nangong Chong repeated after Yan Chixia while standing up.

One of the top three masters in the world admired by everyone like God, the Foolish Monk was the goal for almost every martial arts player!

A monk in a grey robe strode into the hall with both eyes gazing into Meng Qi's. Lights flashed out in midair like silver snakes, lighting up the Lanruo Temple and the forests nearby. The chilly wind stopped completely. The menacing atmosphere was gone. Thunder and lightning struck in the sky and everything became crystal clear.

Under such power, the witch and all those demons have no place to hide!

How can one have such great power and make such an impact without a stretch of hand or any other trick or device, but only by pulling Qi Ji? Not only Nangong Chong and Du Qinqin, but Yan Chixia were all shocked at what they have seen!

Such mighty power!

The young men in black robes didn't fail to rival Foolish Monk Master. With such strong power he should have grey hair. Who is he? The mysterious Witch of the Black Mountain? A new master? Yan Chixia turned around and looked at Meng Qi alertly with a surprised look.

Nangong Chong was even more shocked. He knew that the man must have great incomparable skills than other average gurus. But he was not aware that the man could be so powerful and could even rival with the monk!

”Amitabha. I never expected that you will come to the Lanruo Temple.” As their Qi Ji were still pulling with each other, the monk dared not to look away in case the force went out of control.

”Sounds like they know each other already?” Yan Chixia, Nangong Chong, and Du Qinqin thought.

And it's true. The man in the black robe may not be able to rival with big masters but he was still in the league of the top martial arts players. There is nothing strange if they knew each other.

Meng Qi stood up slowly and folded his hands behind his back. He coughed quietly and looked away. Qi ji that linked between him and the monk disappeared instantly. The monk felt a bit embarrassed. Meng Qi asked, ”Are you here to find the Witch of the Black Mountain, too?”

He did not want to talk about the past as he knew nothing about the past.

The monk closed his eyes again and whispered a moniker, ”The witch has abused many souls. I cannot leave it alone.”

He continued, ”You were beaten down by the witch many years ago and here you are again. Does your Divine Conjuration of the Ether skill reach a new level? Your hair is all black now and your eyes reflect heaven and earth. You move freely as you wish without any constraints from outside forces. Can it be that your Divine Conjuration of Ether skill has reached an unprecedented level?”

”The Blue Sky has perished, the Yellow Sky will soon rise.” Meng Qi answered with a smile, his breath deep and serene.

The monk was slightly astonished at hearing this then put his palms together and said, ”Amitabha. Failure is the mother of success. Congratulations on your enlightenment. Maybe one day you will become Buddha.”

The other three listened to their conversations full of Buddhist allegoric words. The mysterious man in the black robe was indeed almost the same level as the monk.

”The Divine Conjuration of Ether skill has reached 'the Yellow Sky will soon rise' level...” The other three thought about it again and looked at Meng Qi. He seemed to be more esoteric.

Was this the big guru's tone and gesture?

Was he the Guru of the Sect of the Ether?

”I have no idea about the witch's whereabouts. Please help yourself.” Meng Qi did not speak another word and made a pose with his right hand stretching forward. He wished to see how great the top master in this world could be.

The monk whispered a moniker, took out a Buddhist classic with a deep blue cover and said, ” Amitabha. Let me release the souls from purgatory and send them to the Pure Land of Amitabha in the West.”

Five Sanskrit characters printed on the script were dimmed with a golden glazed light. Meng Qi read it carefully and was struck by a thought.

”The Ksitigarbha Transgression Script!”

”There was one version of A Chinese Ghost Story that mentioned about the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva!” Meng Qi thought. His master will then be able to become Dharmakaya if he could get it for him.

He slightly squinted his eyes to hide his fleeting passion toward it and sighed on purpose, ”The Ksitigarbha Transgression Script...”

If the Guru of the Sect of the Ether knew that the script has been in the monk's hands, he may have sighed because of the transgression power the script possesses. If he didn't know the whereabouts of the script, he then sighed because the script was in the monk's hands.

”The Ksitigarbha Transgression Script?” Yan Chixia and Du Qinqin were completely confused. However, Nangong Chong looked at the script passionately. It seemed that he knew all about it.