Legend of the Great Sage

ind, abbot.
How can someone expelled be regarded as a senior?” The Golden Cicada Spirit King returned the gesture.

“That is an old tradition of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, but it does seem quite flawed looking at it now.
Fellow, you’ve protected the buddhist dharma and purged the demons.
You’ve shown great kindness to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga.
I’m willing to take back the expulsion in the name of the abbot.
Would you be willing to accept that, fellow?”

Only now did Li Qingshan understand what the Dauntless monk had in mind.
The Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga just happened to be at its weakest.
Not only had they lost their sect, two of the four Monk Kings had died as well, with countless other losses.
In this chaotic age, it definitely was not a good sign.

If he could invite the Golden Cicada Spirit King back to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, then their strength would increase substantially.
After all, in terms of battle prowess alone, even the four Monk Kings probably were not his opponent.

He could not help but lament over the fact that everyone who served as leaders had an element of pragmatism about them.

If it had been a different Daemon King, perhaps they would not agree to it, but the Golden Cicada Spirit King possessed special attachment to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga.
He did not view his expulsion as unjust treatment or humiliation either.
He brought his palms together.
“Then thank you for your generosity, abbot.”

Just like that, a human and a daemon got along well with each other.
They gathered with the monks and discussed the matter of rebuilding the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga.

Jin Fugui and Yue Wuyang bade farewell as well.
Madam Vine was still reluctant to see the Great Banyan Tree King, so she had vanished a long time ago.

In the blink of an eye, Great Buddha mountain fell quiet.
Only the sounds of wind filled his ears.

Xiao An crossed her legs and sat on Li Qingshan’s head, gazing at the crescent moon.

Li Qingshan smiled and shut his eyes, sending his mind into the Green Province cauldron.

Time flew rapidly…

An ancient, delighted laughter suddenly rang out from Towering city, making the sea of trees ripple.

To the northern edge of the sea of trees, a great banyan tree grew at an accelerated rate, reaching around half the size of the Great Banyan Tree King’s main body.
It glowed with a verdant green and gradually shrank, assuming human form and travelling northwards.

Li Qingshan opened his eyes and smiled.
“He’s finally here.”

With that, the Great Banyan Tree King arrived before Li Qingshan.
Studying the spirit turtle that shouldered the huge cauldron, he smiled and praised him.

“I immediately set off when I caught wind of the good news.
Qingshan, your strength has climbed higher yet again!”

“You’re no different.
Come take the Green Province cauldron!”

“Alright, but I’ll have to take it slowly this time, just in case the demonfolk strike if an opening is presented to them.”

“Of course.
I’ll stay here for a little longer, until you become the god of the Green province!”

The Great Banyan Tree King leapt into the Green Province cauldron.
A while later, the cauldron began to shine with verdant light, rushing straight into the sky.

Lush, green leaves spilled out of the cauldron like water from a spring.
A great banyan tree pulled into the air and aerial roots spread and draped down, coiling around the Green Province cauldron.

During the battle against the Demon domain, the Green Province cauldron had been struck several times, so it was covered in many hairline cracks invisible to the naked eye.
They were perfect for the Great Banyan Tree King to send in roots that were even finer than hairs.
Then he used his countless cuttings to comprehend the laws of the world within.

“I’ve already comprehended a part of it.
You can use it as a reference, fellow,” Li Qingshan said.

Under the Spirit Turtle Transformation, his ability to comprehend and deduce was alarming.
As a result, he passed everything he had gained so far to the Great Banyan Tree King.

“Hmm? You’ve actually comprehended so much already.
You really are talented.
You sure have saved me quite the time.”

The Great Banyan Tree King sighed in amazement.
He had the experience of digesting the Mist Province cauldron and was far more powerful than before, so it was several times easier this time.
He dismantled the Green Province cauldron in a systematic manner.

At the same time, on Dragon Head mountain, the imperial court of Great Xia, the Dragon Province cauldron shook violently.

A middle-aged man with a tasselled crown on his head dressed in bright-yellow dragon robes touched the cauldron.
He said to himself, “What wild ambitions! You want to become the god of the nine provinces? Unfortunately, that’s just a fantasy!”