After burying Ah Qing, Chen Yi originally wanted to leave.

Unexpectedly, I was approached by the green-skinned novice monk again.

But this time is different from the past. He has returned to the realm of killing mortals. He is invincible and dare not speak falsely. At least if the owner of the ruined temple has any evil intentions, he has to think about it first.

When the group arrived at the ruined temple, a phantom was waiting for them for a long time.

"Almsgiver Chen, I have long admired your name."

He was in a high position and looked down at Chen Yi expressionlessly.

"How should I address you, Your Excellency?"

Chen Yi did not use his spiritual eyes to pry into the true nature of the shadow. It was unnecessary. The Buddhist saying about beauty and ugliness is all false. Compared with this, he cared more about this person's heels.

It was beyond his expectation.

The owner of the ruined temple actually had nothing to hide and told the truth:

"Before I became a Buddha, I was Ao Lie, the third prince of the Dragon King of the Dragon Palace of the West Sea. You can call me by my lay name, or you can call me...Namo Eight Tribes of Heavenly Dragon Guangli Bodhisattva."

"White Dragon Horse?!"

Chen Yi exclaimed in surprise.

"Do you recognize me?"

The owner of the ruined temple was a little surprised, and shadows gathered and dispersed.

"I've heard of it."

Chen Yi shook his head and got straight to the point:

"Your Excellency has visited the thatched cottage three times and invited me into the temple. What do you want?"

Ao Lie did not mince words and said directly: "The benefactor is an amazing talent that is rare to see in ten thousand years. I sincerely invite the benefactor to join us and conspire for the great world!"

Chen Yi and Liu Zhu looked at each other and then raised their eyebrows slightly:

"Tell me more about it."

"Immortal!"

Ao Lie became excited and his voice trembled:

"In another fourteen hundred years, the Ganges River will come to the world. Based on the flesh and blood of all living beings, the soul will connect the bridge and cross the Ganges River back to the other side. You will have a place in the realm of immortality!"

When the words fall.

The haze surrounding it suddenly erupted, like a huge black hand covering the sky above its head. The deep and strange darkness chose to devour people, and its meaning was clear.

Chen Yi ignored the pressure and asked again:

"Flesh and blood are the foundation, and the soul is the bridge... No wonder you have to harvest the essence of life everywhere, but the cycle of life and death is a destiny, and a mere river can lead to immortality?"

Gods have no carriers, they place their own will in the way of heaven, and there is no freedom at all under the control of heaven. They will not talk about it, except for the taboo gods and the white fox face.

In all this time, he has never heard of anyone who could achieve immortality.

"We have lived a long time."

"Is this still considered alive?"

Chen Yi looked Ao Lie up and down and curled his lips disdainfully: "Is immortality just about turning into a monster like you, neither human nor ghost, living in the shadows all your life?"

"Donor Chen, don't be so absolute in everything."

The words were unpleasant to hear, but Ao Lie showed no anger and continued to speak calmly: "It's still a living thing. Squatting down does not mean kneeling down. Maybe it's just to store up strength for a blow."

"Oh."

Chen Yi was noncommittal: "Squatting down like this, you will never have a chance to jump up. You are just lingering under the sky, a shadow in the boundless darkness."

"Right or wrong, time will naturally prove everything."

Ao Lie stopped arguing: "On the other hand, you, Almsgiver Chen, were so gifted and extraordinary that you should not have died so early. I also cherished your talent back then, so I spared your life."

"I've killed so many of your tribe, and you still want me to join your gang?"

Chen Yi looked at him and was not in a hurry to express his position.

"Clansman?"

Ao Lie said something shocking:

"Are they worthy?"

Chen Yi's heart skipped a beat.

Vaguely aware that he was one step closer to the truth about the Lingshan Incident, he asked:

"What's the meaning?"

"Does the donor know why the Buddhas in this Lingshan Mountain are sacred?"

"Why?"
Chapter completed!