Legend of the Great Sage

s even possible to develop inner demons and suffer from cultivation deviation.

If regular soldiers were contaminated with demon qi, they would be gradually converted into demonfolk, so even armies struggled to advance too deeply.
That left cultivators even more helpless, forced to face the endless demonfolk army with a small minority of people, so the situation was obviously extremely dangerous.

However, Li Qingshan did not experience any rejection from the Demon domain.
He had no idea why either.
It was probably related to the Heavenly Tome of Liberty.
Was the Yin Demon a demonfolk as well?

His inner demons did become rather restless.
His various emotions and desires intensified, but they were all resources for practising the Heavenly Tome of Liberty, so it was instead joyous news.

As a result, he only needed to adjust to the strange laws of the world here—that was enough.
If he passed through the boundary and entered the Demon domain, perhaps it would be a form of release instead.

Heh, I’ve really made the correct decision to come this time! Hmm? What’s that?

There was a flash of light on the horizon.
A while later, there was another flash.
It was slow and steady.

Li Qingshan thought of a good idea.
He held his breath and gathered his focus, approaching the light slowly.
All he saw was a monk walking through the snowy tundra with bare feet in the wind.
His red face was filled with devotion as he chanted “Namo Amitābha”, bowing with every three steps and prostrating on the ground.
A halo of buddhist light surged from behind his head, shooting through the surroundings rapidly and dispersing the demon qi slightly.
The laws of the world from the Human realm gained a slight upper hand over the Demon domain.

Li Qingshan understood what was going on. So it’s a monk of the pure land school, and one who has attained the second fruit of Sakridāgāmi too!

The Demon domain was different from the Hungry Ghost realm.
It did not expand through its own powers but through the accumulation of power and remains of several generations of demonfolk.
If land contaminated by demon qi was not handled appropriately, the Demon domain would expand and the laws of the world would extend.
If it reached Black Wind city, then it was only a matter of time before the city fell.

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As a result, there was a monk from the Pure Land temple in every city responsible for purifying the land.
Black Wind city had one, and it was even a sizable Pure Land temple.
The people who watched over the temples as abbots were usually monks that had undergone the fifth heavenly tribulation and attained the second fruit of Sakridāgāmi.
Their status was equal to the army captains or even higher.
The one right in front of him was clearly one.

Li Qingshan glanced at him from afar and felt like monks were unlucky, so he wanted to continue on his way.
Suddenly, a streak of light struck his body.
It was not harmful, but it did make his back heat up.
Killing intent erupted in his heart, tempting him to butcher this monk.

He was surprised.
What was going on? Even when he faced Chao Tianjiao earlier, he did not feel that, let alone a monk he had no grievances with.
He probably stood no chance either!

The monk currently prostrated on the ground.
He sensed something and abruptly raised his hand, calling out, “Which demon is spying on me? Show yourself immediately!”

Li Qingshan shuddered; his movement technique collapsed, revealing his figure.
The sense of malice grew heavier.

The monk’s face was sunken.
He brought his palms together and uttered the buddha’s name loudly, “Namo Amitābha!”

Li Qingshan was very tempted to ask him, Is this really all you monks do? The towering figure of a buddha appeared behind the monk, sitting high up on glowing clouds and gazing down on him compassionately.

Li Qingshan could not help but recall the feeling he had when he faced the great buddha from the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga many years ago.
His entire body grew numb, becoming powerless.
He felt the urge to drop to his knees and prostrate on the ground.

His back grew even hotter, scorching like fire.
He was filled with killing intent.
A thought flashed through his head, Damn it, this is probably still because of the Heavenly Tome of Liberty.
Sure enough, nothing good can come out of monks!

At the same time, in Black Cloud city, the image of Maheśvara on Li Qingshan’s back grew clearer.