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After Bai Lang personally tested it, his attitude towards Jia Yan improved a lot, and he asked questions more diligently than Xie Yuantang: "Old monk, can you use your Great Compassion Seal to seal half of her soul?"

Xie Yuantang nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, it would be best if I could wake up when I want to."

Jia Yan frowned and said hesitantly: "Donor, your request is too high, and it is very dangerous to do this..."

Before he finished speaking, Situ Yan asked in a cold voice: "Just tell me if you can do it."

Jia Yan choked. He was swept by the pair of peach blossom eyes that looked like someone else. He subconsciously didn't want to disappoint this person, so he said silently: "You can try, but your body..."

Bai Lang waved his hand and said, "Don't worry about this. As long as we go to that place of life and death, I am sure that her body will be stable."

"The place of death and life?"

Jiayan was stunned for a moment, looked at Wuchen, then at Xie Yuantang and Bailang.

After a long time, he nodded and said, "I see, so you plan to go to Cangque, that's fine."

After a pause, he looked at Situ Yan and asked, "Are you going too?"

Situ Yan said without hesitation: "Of course."

Jia Yan thought for a moment and said, "Well, let's make a deal. I'll help you save Xie Yuantang, and you should help me with what you promised me in the past."

Situ Yan frowned slightly.

Xie Yuantang subconsciously grabbed his hand and asked Jiayan: "Are you going to destroy Buddhism? Why are you in such a hurry? Master, why don't you wait until I am better?"

Jia Yan was a little surprised that Xie Yuantang knew so much. He shook his head and said, "It's not that I'm anxious, but this matter has spread very seriously."

Wu Chen asked, "Have you already negotiated with Emperor Xuan Zhao?"

Jiayan nodded.

Even Situ Qing knew about it?

Xie Yuantang was slightly startled. It seemed that things were going off track.

Jia Yan glanced at Situ Yan, then at Xie Yuantang: "If you don't mind, how about listening to my story?"

"Now that things have come to this, it's time to tell you all the truth."

In fact, the story is both complicated and simple.

Once upon a time, the four countries of Xuanzhao, Qingyao, Cangque and Baidi were in a strong alliance. But since some time ago, fewer and fewer people mentioned the Bai Empire on an island, and there were even rumors that the Bai Empire had been destroyed.

"Actually, it's because there's a plant growing around the White Empire that can cause people to hallucinate and lose their humanity."

Jia Yan glanced at Xie Yuantang and said, "It's the lightning-struck wood I gave you. In Qingyao, we call it the Paradise Tree."

"The tree of bliss?"

Xie Yuantang frowned. Why did this name sound so weird?

Jia Yan nodded and said, "No one knows when the tragedy of the White Empire began. By the time the fishermen discovered it, the situation was already very serious, so the Buddhists of Qingyao took action..."

To others, the paradise tree is a terrifying existence, but to fanatical Buddhists, it is the guidance of Buddha.

"What bullshit! Are you monks from Qingyao crazy?"

Bai Lang couldn't help but curse.

He had personally experienced the horror of this thing, and right before him was a case of Situ Yan who had suffered torture for more than ten years. But Qing Yao actually said that this was "the guidance of Buddha"?

This is not crazy or anything!

Jia Yan smiled sarcastically: "Isn't that crazy? They believe that people infected by the Paradise Tree are not out of control, but have reached the real world. That is a new kind of human, a new world, and a new Buddha."

"So they besieged the White Empire, concealed the incident, and gave the islands that were stained with paradise trees a new name, Paradise Island. On Paradise Island was their newly established Buddhist temple, which was the purest pure land, named Little Western Paradise."

Everyone: "..."

Xie Yuantang scratched his head and exchanged glances with Bai Lang: "Are we going to take the Journey to the West route?"

Bai Lang sneered: "Come on, you think you are worthy of that? Don't tarnish the culture of Journey to the West!"

Xie Yuantang thought about it and agreed.

Jia Yan glanced at Situ Yan, pursed her lips slightly and said: "Your mother also knows these things."

Situ Yan's eyes flickered slightly.

When talking about Yan Yilan, Jiayan was silent for a long time, as if he needed to accumulate a lot of energy before he had the strength to mention this name and the story behind her.

This is a love story that is destined to end.

Eighteen years ago, a young Buddhist went out traveling and met the young and beautiful Yan Yilan.

The two fell in love at first sight. Yan Yilan left her home for him and traveled around the world with him, living in the open air without any regrets.

For Yan Yilan, Jiayan also broke the Buddhist rules and regulations and planned to return to secular life and marry her.

It is a beautiful thing for beautiful people to get married.

It was not until Yan Yilan saw with his own eyes those villagers who had lost their minds and were like wild beasts.

Jiayan was still young at that time. He had been pushed to the throne of Buddha since he was a child. Later, he gradually realized that something was wrong. Whether it was the overly fanatical Buddhists in Qingyao or some people who disappeared from time to time, they all made him feel strange.

But he didn't think too much about it at the beginning. With his immature methods at that time, it was difficult to find out more hidden secrets.

Later he found out, but he could not change anything by himself, so Jiayan left Qingyao and chose to travel around the world, both to escape and to find a way to save the world.

It was not until he met Yan Yilan that he began to feel selfish for the first time in his life. He wanted to stop caring about those things and grow old with this person.

So he chose to hide it.

But when he told Yan Yilan the truth about the villagers, Yan Yilan said bluntly: "You let me see it on purpose. If you really have a clear conscience and really intend to keep it secret from me, you wouldn't take me down this path."

At that moment, Jiayan was speechless.

Jia Yan seemed to be immersed in the memories. After a while, he raised his head and looked at Situ Yan: "Your mother is very smart. She can always see through other people's minds easily."

"In this respect, you are very similar to her."

The same pair of peach blossom eyes can contain all the romanticism in the world and see how cunning people are.

Yan Yilan looked at the villagers who were out of control and said to Jiayan, "We are the same people. Now that we know about this matter, we can't just ignore it."

"Jia Yan, go do what you should do."