Who is spreading rumors that my filial piety towards them has changed?

Chu Mingkong was stunned, but Bai Niang began to guide him, so he dared not delay and used his strength to run at full speed.

They ran all the way out of the Xiling Abyss and finally found the entrance to the Xiling Ancient Royal Mausoleum in the desert.

The entrance to this ancient royal tomb is still in the form of a teleportation array, but it has already been opened before, and the "key" and jade seal are placed inside, but no one has bothered with them.

Chu Mingkong did not hesitate and went straight inside. He found many fresh signs of activity, guessing that the old King Chu had brought Buddhist people to dig up his ancestral graves in search of treasures.

"Bai Niang, how did you discover this place?"

"After inquiring about all sorts of strange and unusual information from Qingse, she said that the old King of Chu had once hired a guide in the Crescent Moon Kingdom and had been active in this area, but the guide was silenced and only the approximate location was known."

I explored the area for a while and found this place. I was just curious at first, but I discovered another entrance deeper inside, leading directly to the plaza.

Bai Niang first accidentally entered the Goddess Square, then confirmed its location in the Abyss by looking at the sky above the basin, and then returned to find its exact location in the Abyss.

Chu Mingkong thought that Bai Niang had only peeked at the basin from above and then searched for clues, eventually finding her way to the ancestral tombs of the Xiling royal family.

Walking through the main burial chamber, I saw the open coffin, which was empty inside.

He had many curiosities about the royal tomb, but none of them could compare to his longing for the Goddess Square.

With Bai Niang's guidance, he found the easily overlooked entrance teleportation array.

In a daze, they found themselves standing before the enormous statue of the goddess.

“I have every reason to suspect that this ancient royal tomb was also inherited from somewhere by the Chu family ancestors. There is absolutely no technology in this world that could extend a teleportation array into the Abyss!”

Chu Mingkong walked quickly forward, and only when he was in the middle of it did he realize how vast the square was. He had a feeling that "it was right in front of him, but he could never get to the end."

However, he stopped just before reaching the statue.

A woman, seemingly a guardian, sat listlessly before the goddess statue.

Looking at the notch on His wrist, Chu Mingkong seemed to be deep in thought. He took out the original form of the technique, "Freedom and Ultimate Intent, Demon and Self are One," which was the Flower-Picking Hand.

Chapter 282 Corpse...Wet Temptation

Chu Mingkong was worried; what if this thing came to life...?

With such a spacious area, it seems like the perfect place for a boss battle.

However, after waiting for a while, he still didn't see any signs of life in the meditating fellow. He seemed to have died long ago, but his body was immortal, like a sleeping living person, so he could not possibly be an ordinary person.

He walked closer and discovered two lines of writing carved on the ground in front of the woman.

The origin of the writing system is ancient, but it is still faintly discernible that it shares the same origin as the writing systems used today.

Chu Mingkong performed a simple translation in his mind and murmured:

"Do good deeds without asking about the results, do evil deeds without considering the consequences... What kind of nonsense is this?"

The first half of the sentence is still familiar, but the second half is somewhat distorted, though one can still feel His own straightforward expression of feelings.

Bai Niang's gaze fell on the strange technique in Chu Mingkong's hand, and then she glanced at the mutilated wrist of the woman sitting there.

The owner of this technique is obvious, and even the identity of this woman is almost clear.

"This must be Mara?" Bai Niang said.

"That must be it." Chu Mingkong nodded in agreement.

I learned about Mara when I discussed it with Asura and the priest.

This is a demon Buddha who embodies both good and evil. Unlike the evil in Buddhism that likes to wave the banner of justice, Mara Pāra has a "true nature." It is true that he can do good deeds, and it is also true that he can do great evil deeds. There is no need for any explanation or cover-up.

"There are words behind Him," Bai Niang prompted.

"So it really is... Mara is here guarding the tomb of the Queen Mother of the West, repaying the kindness of your guidance when you were still Yao Ji?"

Chu Mingkong read it slowly, his mind suddenly going blank.

He never imagined he would see the title "Queen Mother of the West" in such a place, especially since the place was referred to as a "mausoleum".

Is she a Queen Mother of the West from a certain generation?

He quickly called out "Mother!" a few times in his mind, asking what was going on.

The Queen Mother of the West's languid voice rang in his ears:

"Yes, yes, why are you yelling so urgently? Are you trying to kill me?"

"What's going on?" Chu Mingkong pressed.

"Literally, Mara was enlightened once, which resolved the contradiction in his heart. Before passing away, he chose to come here to guard the tomb to repay the kindness."

But look how cunning He is! He claimed to be guarding the tomb to repay a debt of gratitude, but he only came when he was about to die. What difference is there between that and not guarding it at all? He even benefited from the place's fame for nothing.

The Queen Mother of the West's voice possessed a wondrous magic, soothing his agitation. Chu Mingkong's heart was even touched by her gentle smile, adding a touch of ease.

"Although He is a demonic Buddha, He is still a figure within Buddhism. Why is it the Taoist sect that is giving Him guidance? And what guidance?"

The Queen Mother of the West sounded annoyed, but after Chu Mingkong pleaded with her a few times, she explained with utter helplessness:

"Unlike hypocrisy, and unlike the wavering of ordinary people for the sake of profit, Mara's great good is real, and so is his great evil, which will cause him to fall into self-contradiction."

He often felt remorse and guilt for his great evils, and often felt hypocritical and pointless for his great good.

Chu Mingkong looked at this guy differently; he was so abstract and distorted.

"Then Buddhism is definitely unable to enlighten Mara."

"That's right. When Mara was in a state of great good, he thought Buddhism was hypocritical, filthy, and sanctimonious. When Mara was in a state of great evil, he thought of himself in a state of great good and felt even more disgusted by the hypocritical Buddhism."

"..."

Chu Mingkong was stunned again. This level of abstraction was beyond his imagination. It was completely on the opposite side of Buddhism, wasn't it?

"My goodness, judging from the words of thanks left on the ground, He must have been instructed by a certain Yao Ji, right? How was He instructed?"

"Yao Ji's advice was very simple, almost as if she hadn't said anything at all. She told Him to accept His natural inner desires, that is, to go with the flow, and to accept His own inner struggles and contradictions as well."

"What a strange being, I can't see through him!"

Chu Mingkong temporarily set aside his slight wariness and began to re-examine Mara.

His skin tone was similar to Asura's, a delicate night-like color. His features were handsome and androgynous, no less so than a beautiful man, and as beautiful as a fair lady. In addition, the dark red tattoos covering half of his body gave him a wild and demonic charm even in his calmness.

On one ankle, there was a sacred wood rosary, and on the other, a white bone rosary.

From Chu Mingkong's standing position, he could see at a glance the towering muscles on His chest, the cleavage of which was large enough to accommodate a hand, proudly full and firm.

But... His silk trousers revealed a subtle shape and outline, which was undoubtedly the twin bells that only men possess.

"I can't see through it!" Chu Mingkong muttered again.

Let her lie down in peace.

Could it be that the black relic I acquired earlier came from this being?

"My God, does He capture women to cultivate?"

"No, in dual cultivation, outsiders are meaningless to Him. He cultivates with himself. The side of great good and the side of great evil can't stand each other, so He bullies himself. Anyway, he can do it with his organs."

But besides that, the evil deeds He committed against the outside world are countless; indiscriminate killing is the most common example.

Chu Mingkong's lips twitched a few times. So the Joyful Zen in that black relic was the result of Himself confronting Himself?

"If I give Him my black relic, will He be resurrected?"

"It's impossible now. The departed are gone. He tried to spread his black relic to do evil and cause harm. There is no trace of his will in that black relic."

"So this 'jade hand' was also passed down from Himself to the outside world? It must be because He didn't want the internal techniques to be lost."

This technique was obtained from the people of the Blood Blade King Palace, most likely plundered from the Blood Blade King by those abbots.

In terms of temperament, Blood Blade King might be able to find some relief from his guilt by studying the essence of Mara's techniques, but Blood Blade King is unlikely to be able to comprehend it.

This hand-shaped technique became a relic left in his own Mingwang Palace, and was then given to a few bald monks to line their own pockets.

Chu Mingkong returned the "hand" and placed it on Mara's severed wrist.

His skin seemed to have come back to life, and his body had healed the broken wrist wound on its own, leaving no trace of injury. However, his body remained in a deep sleep, showing no sign of waking up.

Having learned enough about the tomb guardians in the square, Chu Mingkong's gaze fell upon a teleportation array near the statue of the goddess.

I recall Mara calling this place "Ling," which means it is the tomb of the Queen Mother of the West.

"My goodness, which Queen Mother of the West's tomb is this? Could you be in there too?"

Chu Mingkong made a very tasteless joke, but he didn't hear any disapproval from the woman.

Instead, she said something rather strange, muttering to herself:

"Cultivating here shouldn't be a problem for you, right?"

"...?"

Chapter 283 Chu: This is one of the more difficult times I've cultivated.

Chu Mingkong didn't want to complain. What kind of place was inside?

Is this a request for him to cultivate with the Corpse Mother?

However, the Queen Mother of the West's words were a mixture of truth and falsehood, and sometimes she might have been teasing him. Besides, he had already come this far, and Chu Mingkong could not possibly back down.

No matter what, we have to go in and take a look.

"Bai Niang, have you ever been inside here?" Chu Mingkong pointed to the teleportation array next to the goddess statue.

Bai Niang gently shook her head:

"No, I did not stay here for long, for fear of wasting too much time. Besides, this is the altar square of the goddess, and we must treat it with the utmost respect."

She did show respect, but the dialogue implied that Chu Mingkong didn't need to be so reserved.

After spending so much time together, Bai Niang also sensed that the protection Chu Mingkong received was intricately connected to a certain goddess.

Chu Mingkong didn't dwell on it and walked straight into the teleportation array.