Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 30 Bliss (End of the fight with the review)

The sacrificial place in the mountain village.

Still keeping quiet, everyone looked at the priest in confusion.

The latter raised his head and frowned as he looked at Lin Yao's body.

"Why didn't the goddess bestow her blessings? The steps in the ritual were flawless."

The priest stood up and walked towards Lin Yao.

"Boom."

The sound of his heartbeat echoed from his chest.

"How can this be?"

The priest looked at Lin Yao's chest. His gray heart was beating, and embroidery threads stretched out from his flesh and blood, constantly interweaving on his chest.

"This is impossible! How could he possibly have the favor of the goddess?"

The sky turned blood red.

At some point, the silk intertwined and the mountain village turned into a dark red world.

Lin Yao still had his head lowered, just like before his death.

The priest kept backing away, and the villagers didn't know what was happening and thought it was the blessing of the Weaver Girl.

The face behind the mask was filled with joy.

"do not move."

When Lin Yao's voice was heard, the priest's figure stopped in place instantly.

The embroidery thread passed through her body, leaving only her eyes looking around anxiously.

Lin Yao slowly raised his head and saw that the two strong men behind him had been cut into pieces by the embroidery thread.

He moved his arms, and the embroidery thread dripped with sweet blood.

The villagers looked at Lin Yao who had come back to life and finally understood what had happened.

He fled in panic, not knowing where to go.

"I said, don't move."

At this moment, Lin Yao was like an immortal banished from heaven, and every word he said was like an immortal's decree.

The villagers continued to flee, and then turned into a pile of minced meat.

The priest's stomach kept churning, but because he couldn't move, he could only make humming sounds.

"What a perfect expression."

Lin Yao's mouth curled up slightly.

He put on the blood-stained monk's robe on the ground.

"I just heard someone was looking for me, so I can't stay with you for too long."

Lin Yao murmured in a low voice, took a step forward, the silk retreated, and the priest knelt on the ground.

The crackling bonfire reflected in her dazed pupils.

"Girl, come with me."

Nie Xiaoqian, feeling somewhat uneasy, came to her senses and saw that it was Lanruo Bodhisattva herself who had come, so she quickly stood up.

"Master, do I need to change my clothes?"

"No need, this one is fine."

Bodhisattva Lanruo shook her head slightly, then turned and left the meditation room.

Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly followed, and the two of them walked through Lanruo Temple and arrived at the Main Hall.

The temple is different from the daytime.

Scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans all sat together, and there were even a few high-ranking officials.

Nie Xiaoqian seemed a little flustered. This was the first time she had seen such a scene.

There was something different in those people's eyes.

They sat there as if looking at a white lamb.

The two walked in, and everyone's eyes were always on Nie Xiaoqian.

She couldn't help but move closer to Lanruo Bodhisattva.

"Don't panic, they are just one of the representatives of the vast majority of people."

Bodhisattva Lanruo spoke in a low voice, but Nie Xiaoqian's uneasiness became more intense.

The two came under the golden Buddha statue, and Bodhisattva Lanruo lit three incense sticks and handed them to Nie Xiaoqian.

The latter took it with both hands and slowly bowed to the Buddha statue.

When she looked up, the incense and candles illuminated the Buddha statue, and the Buddha lowered his eyebrows, as if looking down at Nie Xiaoqian.

She inserted the incense stick in her hand into the incense burner.

The people behind him began to get restless, as if foreshadowing the beginning of the banquet.

"Girl, take off your clothes."

Nie Xiaoqian was stunned by the words of Lanruo Bodhisattva.

"Grandmaster?"

"Take off your clothes!"

The angry shouts spread throughout the main hall, and Nie Xiaoqian instantly became deaf.

She looked at the people at the banquet, their eyes filled with greed. "Master."

As if unwilling to say more, Bodhisattva Lanruo gently patted her forehead.

Nie Xiaoqian's eyes became confused and her white dress slipped off.

The paradise banquet begins!

How can a lamb find peace among wolves?

"Amitabha."

Bodhisattva Lanruo bowed slightly towards the Buddha statue, no longer looking into the hall, nor did she need to look anymore.

The Buddha's eyes once again turned into a feast of human desires.

The incense sticks intertwined like misty clouds.

Our Buddha is merciful and does not save people from human desires.

Lin Yao came to Lanruo Temple. The temple gate was wide open and the human body lamps were shining, as if waiting for his arrival.

He stepped into the temple, and the smell of incense mixed with the smell of blood wafted over.

When Lin Yao walked into the main hall, Nie Xiaoqian was sitting on the ground in a daze.

There were corpses all over the ground around him.

Lanruo Bodhisattva stands on the second floor behind the Buddha statue with a smile on her face.

"Son."

Nie Xiaoqian spoke hoarsely. She looked at her hands, the scarlet color stinging her eyes.

The white carcass was stained with blood.

"Sir, you are here."

She smiled, a sad smile.

Nie Xiaoqian looked around and pulled out the dagger that was dropped by someone unknown from the corpse beside her.

"Sir, you are late."

Two lines of blood and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't know what she had just done, but the corpses all over the ground confirmed what had just happened.

The incense in the furnace is about to burn out.

Nie Xiaoqian walked towards Lin Yao holding a dagger.

"What would you choose?"

Bodhisattva Lanruo supported her cheeks with her arms. Tonight's paradise banquet was too wonderful.

It made him look forward to it.

The pure white flower has fallen into filth.

So, what choice will the person who personally delivered this white flower make?
Lin Yao gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that Bodhisattva Lanruo's final choice would be to let Nie Xiaoqian deal with him.

Zhiming ascended the stairs, which gave him some confidence.

But now standing opposite him is Nie Xiaoqian.

"asshole."

He roared this sentence in a low voice, but Bodhisattva Lanruo laughed.

"So what are you going to choose? Master Ning? Or should I say, Master Lin? Your Weaver Girl is still waiting for you outside. It's still three days away."

He laughed wildly, not caring that the surroundings had turned dark red.

The embroidery thread quietly wrapped around his neck and then tightened in an instant.

However, Bodhisattva Lanruo was still smiling.

Nie Xiaoqian struggled, covering her neck as if she was tied up.

"Are you going to attack me? The gatekeeper of this level of illusion is Nie Xiaoqian."

Bodhisattva Lanruo clapped the railings, and her unrestrained laughter spread throughout the hall.

Lin Yao clenched his fists. His meaning was very clear: only one of him and Nie Xiaoqian could walk out of the eighth floor today.

Even if he chose to commit suicide and return to Leifeng Pagoda.

The decision for the second day was still the same.

Bodhisattva Lanruo felt the embroidery thread on her neck being removed and slowly walked down from the second floor.

"The Blissful Feast allows these deceased people to enjoy endless pleasure, but I'm tired of it. This is a Buddhist temple, yet it witnesses the most complex desires of the human world. Do you think this place can still be called a pure land?"

Bodhisattva Lanruo stopped in front of the golden Buddha statue, facing the two people and the mess on the ground.

"So, what's your choice?"

Bodhisattva Lanruo raised her hand, and Nie Xiaoqian rushed straight towards Lin Yao.

He had no choice. The embroidery thread gathered around him, but his hands were shaking slightly.

Nie Xiaoqian's kindness kept flashing before his eyes, but the woman in front of him had her hands covered in blood.

"Pfft."

Nie Xiaoqian stood in front of Lin Yao.

The blade penetrates the flesh.

Blood stained his face.

(End of this chapter)