My practice narration is weird.

Chapter 105: The Man in the Mirror
Buddha's legacy...

Is this another weird nickname?

It seems that I heard Lu Qingshan say before that some places call the weird things the relics of the devil?

[Listen to this old bald man's fart. Even if the king of heaven comes, this is just the remains of the road! You guys with long hair and short knowledge, why waste time arguing with him?]

Others are monks, without hair...

It's just a name, Ye Wuyou certainly won't argue with the other party about it.

At the moment, I can't sense the aura of those monks with great supernatural powers, so I think it's safe.

So he really wanted to figure out one thing.

It's about the strange erosion of oneself.

"Master Lianchi, may I ask what is the relationship between you and this Buddha...Yirui?"

The middle-aged Taoist looked at Ye Wuyou several times, up and down.

Although it was a lifeless face, Ye Wuyou felt as if he was seen through.

After a while, Lian Chi sighed softly and spoke slowly.

"Donor, I have observed that you have also been greatly influenced by the legacy. This matter is a secret of our Buddhist sect and should not be told to you."

"But you and I are destined to be together, and I don't want you to disappear from this world at such a young age..."

He thought for a moment and spoke again.

"When I was young, I may have received the Buddha's grace and had some affinity with the Buddha. I had a deep connection with this Buddha's legacy and eventually mastered it."

"But you and I both know that the impact of using the power of this relic is only suppression, even though there are many ways in the world to suppress it."

“So there is a secret method in Buddhism, which is to not resist when one is about to turn into a relic, but to use great supernatural powers to retain a bit of sanity…”

"Even so, the failure rate is very high. It just gives us a glimmer of hope. The old monk succeeded by chance, and his consciousness remains in this Ruirui Mirror."

“Now, you can say that I am a relic, but this relic is not me. I am just able to draw on some of the power we once had.”

This……

Does it mean that it transforms itself into something strange, but still has its own consciousness?

Is this another kind of living?

【hehe……】

The narrator's laughter suddenly came to my mind.

[You can only sigh at the ignorance of these vulgar people, and the original interest in your heart has also disappeared completely]

[Although the remains of the Great Dao are extremely useless, they are actually maggots that corrode people's minds. The old bald donkey thought that he had left behind his own consciousness, but he didn't know that this consciousness was only given to the useless remains.]

[Being controlled by the remains without knowing it, after thousands of years, these bald asses are still stupid in your eyes]

Ye Wuyou fell into deep thought.

The words of Master Lianchi in front of me are so clear, it doesn't seem like he is being controlled by something weird...

[You feel that this is extraordinary. If true, it seems to have opened up a new path.]

So you decide to verify it yourself.

How can it be verified?
[The waste and debris do not interfere with each other... Since this bald donkey said that you are destined to be together, you should make an agreement with him in advance. Then you can pretend to attack him and see his reaction.]

[The guy controlled by the wreckage doesn't have that many thoughts, he just follows the instincts of the wreckage]

Ye Wuyou's eyes suddenly trembled.

If the lotus pond in front of me is still dominated by my own consciousness, then I will tell it that I want to attack it just to verify something.

If both parties agree, obviously nothing will happen.

But if it is weird, I will do it myself...

Even if it is just like a lotus pond or a person talking at this moment.

But the strange instinct will also attack you.

Ye Wuyou looked forward.

Lianchi, the middle-aged Taoist priest looked at him with kindness at this moment, as if he was willing to tell him everything he knew.

The old monk in the mirror is still standing there, with his hands clasped together and a kind look on his face.

Ye Wuyou took a deep breath.

Do you want to try it?
Give it a try!
How could I be qualified to fight against a piece of debris of an unknown origin?

"Ghost" is very bad.

Only the footless man who was obsessed with jade feet was easy to bully.

Ye Wuyou chose to skip over this topic. Lian Chi's words in front of him only provided him with an idea.

Just now, because it was a strange matter, and even related to my own future life, I temporarily put aside many things.

But understanding the present moment is the most important thing.

"Master, may I ask where is this place?"

Lian Chi looked a little surprised, as if he was surprised that Ye Wuyou didn't continue to ask, but he didn't say anything.

"This is a forbidden area under Yong'an Temple, and I am the gatekeeper here."

Then, Lianchi asked back.

"Well, benefactor, how did you get in? Outsiders are not allowed to enter this place, right?"

How did you get in?
Your temple is already collapsed when I walked in.

After a moment's hesitation, Ye Wuyou told the other party about how he was being hunted and how he ended up here. Of course, he omitted the part about Tian Yan's calculation.

But after hearing Ye Wuyou's words, the doubt between Lian Chi's brows became even more intense.

He stretched out his hand to interrupt Ye Wuyou, his tone quite doubtful.

"You just said that you walked from the official road into a dense forest before you saw this temple?"

Ye Wuyou nodded slightly.

"Dense forest? No, that's not right. Yong'an Temple is a holy place for Buddhism. Even outside the temple are Buddhist temples, stretching for hundreds of miles..."

Ye Wuyou gradually felt that something was wrong.

Buddhism? There is no Buddhism in Dayan.

It’s not that there aren’t any, but they are very few.

In Da Yan, there are many well-known Taoist temples in the Dao Sect...

So Ye Wuyou spoke softly.

"Master Lianchi, have you ever heard of Da Yan?"

"Dayan? I only know Daqian..."

Lian Chi suddenly stopped talking.

Daqian was a dynasty that spanned two thousand years.

It has been more than 700 years since the Great Yan Dynasty. Before the Great Yan Dynasty, there was a period of chaos and turmoil that lasted for hundreds of years...

In other words, the lotus pond before us and everything underground have existed for at least a thousand years.

Master Lianchi, or the middle-aged Taoist at this moment, had a very complicated expression.

Ye Wuyou did not interrupt the other party's thoughts, but just looked around more carefully.

This stone chamber has no roof, but it has a door.

A dark passage, somewhere in the stone chamber.

Although he was safe now, he could not feel the powerful monks chasing him.

But... there has to be a time to go out.

After a long time, Lian Chi sighed softly, looked at Ye Wuyou, and was about to speak.

The expressions of the two men paused almost at the same time.

Then he looked towards the dark passage.

There was a breath that Ye Wuyou had felt before, coming towards him.

Lian Chi's eyes were calm at this moment, and he pointed in the direction of the passage.

"Donor, you seem to be in some trouble."

Then, without waiting for Ye Wuyou to speak, Lian Chi spoke again.

"But it doesn't matter, benefactor, you and I are destined to be together."

“But I have no connection with that person.”

Ye Wuyou thought about it and put a smile on his face.

How do you calculate whether you are destined to be together or not?

It depends on your heart, or if there is a mysterious "ghost" in yourself, then it is fate.

It doesn’t matter. I have a big boss to help me fight. Whatever you say goes!
Lian Chi looked forward, clasped his hands together, and chanted softly.

"Amitabha."

"Donor, this is the ability of the old monk."

"Anyone who is seen by this old monk using the Relic will leave their image in the mirror for me to use."

"Except for not having a soul and being unable to perform Dharma, the rest of his realm is exactly the same as his magical powers and original body."

"This old monk calls him - the man in the mirror!"

At this moment, the lid of another coffin was suddenly opened, and a figure walked out of it.

In an instant, the skinny figure returned to normal, and then, he began to exude energy.

Then, without saying a word, he headed towards the passage.

At this moment, a figure emerged from the passage.

His eyebrows and hair were all white, and his cultivation level of the fourth realm was clearly revealed.

Taoist with white eyebrows.

The person who crawled out of the coffin immediately rushed towards Taoist Baimei.

Taoist Baimei jumped several feet high, obviously frightened.

Then he slapped the man to pieces.

"What the hell is that? It scared me!" Taoist Baimei shouted.

The smile that had just appeared on Ye Wuyou's face suddenly became stiff.

His eyes slowly turned to Master Lianchi.

Lianchi: "...Amitabha."

(End of this chapter)