Chapter 160: Chapter 133: Unparalleled Treasure, Rare Marvel
Translator: 549690339
BOOM!
Just two short years later, the Yongning Law Field closed with a bang for the third time. The spirits dwelling within it remained calm and unperturbed, no longer showing any surprise.
Avoid looking, hearing, speaking, and moving!
The Yongning City God, who had sealed the Law Field, cutting it off completely from the human world, was self-reflecting. He had sensed an extremely terrifying source of Yin Qi. As the strongest spirit in the county, he naturally couldn’t ignore it.
Then, he saw it: the Bodhi Monastery that had nothing left but the Sky Pit, and the horrific entity beside the young man from the Feng village. Of course, he didn’t see its appearance. In his eyes, it was nothing more than a ball of terrifying and profound darkness.
Therefore, once he confirmed that only the monks were in great trouble, the Yongning City God didn’t hesitate: he closed the Law Field. Since it was related to the Second Young Master Feng, who was naturally a demon, he had nothing to do with it anymore. He had seen nothing!
“What’s happened?”
Feng Qing’an, who couldn’t perceive the City God’s gaze, looked curiously at the Lord of the Ghostly Empire, who had regained his composure, and inquired,
“Is someone spying on us?”
“Yeah, a bright-eyed fellow was just peeking at us, but he’s locked himself up now, so it’s fine. We don’t need to worry about him!”
Youyou answered on behalf of Dong Huang.
“He is the local City God, he must have sensed my existence. My actions were slightly too conspicuous, and he couldn’t fail to notice it!”
“But according to Youyou, the City God isn’t planning on dealing with you?”
Feng Qing’an mused, recalling the time he had just raised the Black Mountain. He might have already run into the City God then, but he had been too ordinary at the time, unable to be seen though noticed.
“Yes, but he seems to be doing this for your sake!”
Dong Huang glanced at the sword at Feng Qing’an’s waist. The presence of the sword had already identified many demons. Those who could stand safely next to this sword were definitely not the demons who fancied slaughtering the world.
“I’m not that influential!” Feng Qing’an laughed.
“You underestimate yourself too much!”
Dong Huang gave a soft chuckle, looking at the baby phoenix on his shoulder,
“Youyou, we should leave!”
“So soon? Won’t you play with Feng Qing’an a bit longer?”
The little phoenix tilted its head, asking in confusion. Although it was always put aside, it had a vague guess. It was several hundred years old, not a completely sheltered bird
“I can always come back in a few days.”
Dong Huang’s expression was unchanged,
“First, take this bunch of monks back!”
“You’re really planning to let this group of bald men preach in your Ghost Nation?
Little Phoenix Youyou was instantly astonished.
“Yes, I plan to draw upon their Buddhist light to cleanse the resentment and anger in the frenzied spirits. The losses to my Ghost Army have been too high in recent times!”
At this moment, Dong Huang, as the lord of the realm, could not help but frown slightly.
Ghost Creatures form into an army to fight. Only a minority of them, about 20%-30%, are truly scattered in the battle. More often, they became insane Ghost Creatures in the battle, their minds eroded by the murderous aura.
In Dong Huang’s eyes, this qualified as war damage, almost irreparable. When she heard Feng Qing’an’s suggestion, she decided to accept it after a little thought.
“Who came up with the idea to let the monks help stabilize the minds of the Ghost Creatures?”
Youyou couldn’t resist asking. What sort of mind would come up with such a shameless suggestion?
“I am the one to come up with it.”
Feng Qing’an’s expression was sincere as he claimed credit.
His thought process was simple; the monks’ chants cleansed resentment, accelerating the digestion rate of the Black Mountain, why not bring the monks into the underworld? This would be more convenient, and so he proposed it.
“You have quite the mind, kid!”
Youyou immediately focused on the young man, scanning him up and down with a strange look.
“You flatter me!”
Feng Qing’an’s face showed no shame.
Isn’t there a Buddhist saying, ‘If I don’t go to hell, who will’?
Though it seemed he had set up the monks, he had put them on a path of righteousness and illumination according to Buddhist philosophy. Of course, he didn’t know when this path would reach its end, as the Buddha who vowed had aimed to empty the underworld.
Feng Qing’an thought these monks could learn from it as well. Maybe, they might attain Buddhahood as they learned. Although the chances were slim, what if?
If they truly became Buddhas, these monks would have to thank him for helping them attain enlightenment. If not for him, who knows, they might have wasted their whole lives and never reach this point!
“Let’s go back!”
Dong Huang watched as the phoenix on his shoulder argued with the young man and turned around, heading back towards the village.
“Stop!”
Just as Feng Qing’an was about to follow him, a stern voice came from behind.
“Hm?”
The somewhat familiar voice made Feng Qing’an turn around. He then saw a mighty god, in golden armor radiating divine light, standing tall at about three meters. The dignified countenance gave one a spontaneous sense of reassurance.
The Yongning County Military Judge!
Feng Qing’an had long known the identity of this spirit, who once stood at his home’s doorstep; this was not his first meeting with this spirit.
However, what surprised Feng Qing’an was that this spirit would choose to appear at this moment. He couldn’t fathom where the Military Judge got the courage.
Dong Huang hadn’t left yet!
Look, even the Ghostly Empire’s lord who was about to return, turned around at this moment to look at the spirit appearing before her eyes. Just a moment ago, the Yongning City God had sealed the Law Field..
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