Chapter 116 The Sutra of Total Annihilation of the Dharma (2/2)

The Xiangji Temple was situated in the mountains out of Shendu City. The mountain range was endless, and the peak hid in the clouds.

One could not see the temple from the foot of the mountain. There was a path up to the mountain and was flanked by rows of ancient trees, surrounded by chirping birds and singing insects.

A delicately handsome young man was walking in the mountains, and he brought along a young pretty girl.

The clear stream was slapping against the cold stone, and the faraway sunshine shone on the ancient woods; it was a beautiful and moving scene.

The scenery was enjoyed by only two people. There was no one else, as the Empress was here.

The Empress was very fond of the Xiangji Temple, and frequented the temple. She even graced the temple with a set of calligraphy –”Continued to recall the gardens of Xiangji Monastery, and delight in its hills and streams.” She frequently visited the Pure Land sanctuary, offering treasures from the oceans. She repeatedly mingled with the common people, donating valuables from the rivers.

The passage was engraved on the stone tablet; Shen Lian and Ruoxi were looking right at it.

The stone tablet stood at six meters tall, and it was jade green in its entirety. It could well be considered as a precious treasure, but at here, it was merely a stone tablet.

Behind the stone tablet, a high tower stood. The tower had a circumference of two hundred over steps, and thirteen floors.

A thirteen-floored tower was considered very tall, and the Buddhist tower was also known as a Buddhist pagoda. It was an important magic talisman in Buddhist legends, which could lead all Buddhas of the ten directions, to protect the immeasurable world, and to keep the demons away. As the saying goes, ”Saving a life is more meritorious than building a seven-floor pagoda”, a seven-floored pagoda was considered as tall, what more a thirteen-floored pagoda.

However, the Empress was wealthy. With just one word, she could blast open the mountain or fill the lake. A mere thirteen-floored pagoda was nothing to her.

Kuhui was waiting on the ground floor and had a serious expression on his face. Ruoxi looked up at the tower with her black eyes; she had to put in a lot of effort to raise her head in order to observe the view in its entirety.

Shen Lian felt the gaze from thirteen floors above.

Shen Lian was not a demon, and the person at the top of the tower was not a Buddha.

Both of them were not the mere mortals, and yet they were both still struggling in this world.

”Her Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time,” Kuhui smiled and welcomed Shen Lian.

Shen Lian nodded and was ready to bring Young Ruoxi up along with him.

Kuhui stopped him with his hand, ”Why don’t you let me take care of this young girl so that you don’t have to worry about her.” Kuhui did it out of goodwill, as Ruoxi would be a burden to Shen Lian if he were to get into a fight with the Empress.

”Do you mind staying with this Master for a while?” Shen Lian asked Ruoxi.

”Yes,” replied Ruoxi.

She raised her head as if she was a little peacock – beautiful and proud.

”Let’s head up together and meet with the Empress then,” Shen Lian smiled.

He held Ruoxi, and was flanked by a shapeless wind. The wind gently pushed Kuhui away, and Shen Lian hiked up the tower along with the young girl.

”Brother, are we meeting with the Empress?” Ruoxi queried softly after they entered the tower.

”Yes, I told you before didn’t I?”

”The uncle and aunts said that the Empress killed a lot of people. Brother, let’s tell her to stop killing, should we?” Ruoxi stared at Shen Lian.

Ruoxi started to realize what was life, and what was death. She knew that killing was bad.