I am a demonic cultivator, not a capitalist with a conscience.

Chapter 627 Thank you, Bodhisattva (46)

Although the "Talent Series" was very interesting, it eventually came to an end.

With a regretful sigh, Ji Quan glanced at the time and realized that he had actually been playing for three hours.

The thought of three hours slipping away in vain filled him with dread.

However, thinking that this was a benefit given by the temple keeper, he felt relieved and continued playing the game.

This time, he chose the "eighteen levels of hell".

I thought it was just an ordinary dreamlike escape from hell, but I was shocked as soon as I entered.

Star Lord, you can be this beautiful!

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw an astonishingly large, unidentified Bodhisattva lying on her side in front of him, her robes half-revealed in shyness—truly a peerless beauty.

The Star Lord had always presented himself as neutral, but upon suddenly seeing his true form, Ji Quan's heart raced, and even his Buddhist heart was thrown into disarray.

He slammed the door shut and left. Ji Quan quickly uninstalled the dream, then went out to the Discipline Hall and knelt there for half a day.

Only when his mind was free of obstacles did he return with peace of mind, determined to sever all ties with this shameless dream.

He thought that would be the end of it, but for some reason, every time he dreamed, an unknown Bodhisattva would appear in his dream and explain Buddhist teachings to him, leaving him at a loss.

After two days of this, he became agitated and his pupils became bloodshot. He had to kneel for a long time to calm down.

Such anxiety naturally hindered his subsequent cultivation, causing him to fall behind by a full seven points.

In contrast, his roommate made great strides, improving his progress by five points.

Looking at his own grades, then at his roommate's, he disregarded everything else and immediately grabbed the other's sleeve upon returning to the dorm, sternly demanding, "You ruined my friend's life!"

Who is your friend?

"Never mind that, you've already used dreams to harm my friend!"

"Oh, so this is your friend. What have I done to hurt your friend?" my roommate asked, puzzled. "I always think of your friend when there are good things. I specifically reserved one of the ten spots for your friend. What could your friend possibly be unhappy about?"

"If it weren't for you, how could my friend have such a shameless dream, and how could he have such a shameless dream?"

Looking at Ji Quan's ashen face, his roommate asked in bewilderment, "It's been several days, and your friend still can't let go?"

"Yup!"

“Even the Star Lord didn’t say anything, so why is your friend so bothered? Besides, Bodhisattvas have countless incarnations, so what if they occasionally appear in female form? Why is your friend so concerned? Being too attached to appearances will prevent you from attaining the Great Way. My friend, you are too attached to appearances.”

"It wasn't me, it was my friend! And stop trying to control me with those tactics. My friend knows those tactics better than you! How did you even get through it all!"

Staring at Ji Quan, his roommate thought for a moment, then asked, "Which Bodhisattva is your friend obsessed with?"

"This one……"

"Don't worry, there's no one else here. Just tell me."

"That's the star lord who appears at the beginning of the eighteen levels of hell..."

"Oh, it is big, but it's nothing special. Keep playing, I promise you'll be fine."

Squinting at his roommate, Ji Quan finally nodded and said, "Okay, I believe you."

"Go."

After downloading the dream again, Ji Quan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his progress was still there, and then immediately entered the "Eighteen Levels of Hell".

Upon seeing the colossal, mountain-like statue of the Universal Benevolent Star Lord again, he was still deeply shocked and began to question the validity of his roommate's words. Looking around, he immediately noticed various ritual props and sacrificial implements scattered around; if everything was prepared properly, a devout sacrificial ceremony could be held.

Once this thought arose, it began to burn, mixed with his admiration for the unknown bodhisattva, leading him to prepare related sacrificial activities and begin to offer sacrifices to the unknown bodhisattva.

He devoutly collected a large number of incense sticks and ritual implements, chanted sutras praising an unknown bodhisattva, and respectfully lit the incense sticks before beginning the ritual.

His movements were flawless, and his manners were impeccable. The rising wisps of smoke symbolized his praise for the Bodhisattva, which he presented to her.

Attracted by the blue smoke, the nameless bodhisattva, as massive as a mountain, finally turned its head and saw the tranquility here.

Just as Ji Quan felt the happiness of being noticed, he saw the other person give him the same gentle smile.

The smile was so warm that Ji Quan felt his Buddhist heart flutter and his affection for the other person kept increasing.

Just as they were about to say something, the ground suddenly cracked open, and a star lord who looked exactly like this star lord but was covered in deathly aura suddenly emerged from the underworld, pulling the unknown star lord away.

Seeing this, Ji Quan was about to speak to persuade him to stay when the star lord noticed Ji Quan and immediately showed displeasure on his face.

Without saying a word, He turned his pipe around and smashed it at Ji Quan, knocking him to the ground.

After that, He continued to pull the other person away, without giving Ji Quan another glance, as if He had swatted a mosquito.

Although there wasn't much dialogue, everything that needed to be said had been said:

Who do you think you are, daring to speak to my sisters!
Where the other person disappeared, a deep cave shimmered with blue light, as if leading straight to the deepest hell.

Ji Quan, who had been knocked to the ground, stared blankly at the ground for a long time before standing up, feeling greatly insulted.

He had long known that there was a difference between humans and the Star Lord.

But for a star lord in a dream to be so domineering is simply intolerable!

I don't care what kind of star lord you are, we're in a dream world right now, so I'm going to go deep into the dream world to see what you're really made of!

Before the cave closed, Ji Quan immediately jumped in and discovered that he was actually in the first level of the underworld.

A sexy-looking ox-headed and horse-faced demon rushed towards him, its weapon aimed directly at his vitals.

Before the weapon could even touch him, it was grabbed by a cultivator floating in the air.

The other person was dressed in rags, with an unusually flat chest, and wine was still dripping from the gourd in his hand, indicating that he had probably drunk quite a bit.

However, he continued to drink heavily, and while looking at Ji Quan falling down, he said, "Young man, everyone avoids hell like the plague, what are you doing here, a living person?"

“I saw a star deity being captured, and I want to save him.”

"Why are you meddling in this young couple's unusual game? But I'd like to see some fun, so I'll give you a magic weapon and see if you can break into the eighteenth level of the underworld."

After saying that, a pipa fell into Ji Quan's hands.

The pipa has an ancient design, and it feels cool and weathered to the touch, having passed through countless years and hands.

By plucking the strings forcefully, Ji Quan saw invisible sound waves emanating from the instrument, causing the charging bull-headed and horse-faced demons to retreat in defeat, demonstrating the power of the instrument.

Holding the pipa, Ji Quan was overjoyed and asked with clasped hands, "May I ask who you are?"

"I have no name or surname, just call me the Bodhisattva of Universal Benefit."

"Thank you so much, nameless and faceless Bodhisattva."

"polite!"

(End of this chapter)