Chapter 484 — The Twenty Heavens of the Buddhist Gate
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" Shen Mu's face was grave: "Harder to deal with than a god. Every part of his fleshly body is at the divine realm—his blood, his primordial spirit, his vital essence. And I cannot even find where his origin lies.
. .
" Xu Shenghua was startled: "A true god?
" "No, but close enough," Shen Mu said through clenched teeth.
Xing An came up the mountain unhurried, the box on his back, Ban Gongcuo trailing behind.
Ban Gongcuo hastily sealed the blood vessels in his legs and flew through the mountain forest on his hands, racing to keep up with Xing An.
As for those two deer legs, he had not gone back to retrieve them. "Brother Xing An, now you know I wasn't lying to you, don't you? " Ban Gongcuo laughed: "I sensed it all the way here.
These bald donkeys must have snatched my master's primordial spirit.
Look at that Buddhist light—these lawless fellows are surely preparing to refine my master.
" Xing An shook his head: "They do not mean to refine him, but to convert him. The Little Tathagata of Little Thunderclap Temple is a divine-arts practitioner of no small cultivation, a figure as renowned as Daoist Lingjing.
When I hunted Lingjing for the divine blood in his body, Lingjing told me the Little Tathagata had already cultivated vital essence like that of a god.
I thought the Little Tathagata well worth collecting too, only my body had already begun to show hidden troubles at the time, so I did not move against him.
" Ban Gongcuo propped himself on his hands and followed behind him. Xing An's steps were unhurried, yet his speed was great, and Ban Gongcuo was run ragged trying to keep up. Ban Gongcuo put on a fawning smile: "This time you have my master's primordial spirit, and you have killed the Great Divine Physician Shen to settle your grudge.
Isn't it time you honored your promise? " Xing An said mildly: "Rest easy. What I promised you, I will give you. " His gaze was strange as he thought: "Once he has his two legs reattached, I will cut them off again. That way it will not count as breaking my word. " Suddenly the Buddhist light above the Golden Peak blazed forth.
The lotus formed of that light seemed to be heaved up by some immense force, and the Buddhist light beneath the lotus throne spilled out in all directions like a tide, giving off the roar of waves striking coastal cliffs, deafening to the ear! "Bald donkeys!
A strong one has come up the mountain—I've no more time to dawdle with you! " Beneath the lotus throne, Kui the Shaman God's voice shook heaven and earth.
Rolling demonic qi surged upward in a dark pall, scattering the Buddhist light, and the lotus that shrouded the Golden Peak was shaken so that it swayed unsteadily.
Above the lotus, the twenty heavens swayed as well, and the phantom shapes of the Buddhas and gods within them flickered in and out, ready to disperse at any moment. "Hold your ground!
" The Little Tathagata's voice came. Beneath the lotus, one after another of Little Thunderclap Temple's high monks of the demon race chanted the Buddhist sound aloud, louder than before, Buddhist light pouring from their bodies in ever greater density. The Buddhist light gathered behind them into halos, and from those halos it flowed toward the golden lotus in the sky—each stream of light like a root of the lotus, drifting in from the Golden Peak and the other mountains.
Kui the Shaman God roared in fury, and from his mouth came an obscure and profound demonic sound, a sound exceedingly awkward to the tongue yet bearing a strange rhythm all the same.
Shen Mu was slightly taken aback as he listened: "This is not the demon tongue I learned. The syllables are rather like those of the Youdu language! Can it be that Kui the Shaman God truly comes from Youdu? " He knew little of the Youdu language—only a single phrase, taught to him by the Demon King Dutian.
Whether what came from Kui the Shaman God's mouth was truly the Youdu tongue, he could not say.