Chapter 165 — The Threefold Establishment
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At this moment, the one occupying Granny Zhu's body was none other than the previous Cult Master, Fan Xuanshu. Though he had been ambushed by Granny Zhu, he had also implanted himself in her heart of the Way, becoming her inner demon, waiting for the moment to take her place and become the woman he had loved most.
In Shen Mu's mind the voices were chaotic and complex, as though a god were preaching the dharma beyond the nine heavens, a demon whispering at his ear, a Buddha chanting sutras in his heart — indescribably strange.
"The voice of a sage?"
His heart quivered, and a possibility suddenly came to him: this voice was the voice of that woodcutter who chopped firewood. What Cult Master Li was passing on to him were the scriptures the woodcutter had spoken when he preached the Way to the Founding Patriarch!