Legend of the Great Sage

away by the flow of time and left in ruins.

With a clank, the Upraised Light abbot threw aside his staff.
He knelt down on the ground and clutched his head, sobbing away painfully.

His young, handsome appearance was just like the Great Thunderclap temple, becoming much older all of a sudden.
Many wrinkles appeared on the sides of his mouth and eyes.
Every single wrinkle hid indescribably sorrow.

A gust of cold wind blew by with snowflakes.
The climate that was as warm as spring no longer existed.
Only then did they suddenly remember that this was the top of a mountain.

Great altitudes were cold.
The stormy snow was freezing.
All of this was natural phenomena.

He finally found his answer, and only then did he discover that he was unable to handle it.

Li Qingshan seemed to have drained the spiritual mountain of all of its spiritual qi with a single breath.
The Qilin’s Conventions of Longevity actually climbed up higher, reaching the fifth layer.

The lotuses in the pond had all wilted away, but they all bloomed at the bottom of his heart.
Never had his mind been so bright and clear.

It was different from the spirit turtle, which pushed divination and calculations to the extreme.
Instead, it was comprehension and understanding of his own self.

These lotuses must have been personally “planted” by the buddha.
They possessed a similar aura to the notice.

The only question was why could he touch these lotuses?

“Because I’m a qilin? No, that’s not all.”

As a divine creature of nature, qilins could sense the existence of the Dao from birth.
Compared to those naive, clueless living creatures, they basically won right at the beginning, and under the guide of the Dao, they basically had no inner demons or bottlenecks.

However, they still had to go through the process of cultivation, constantly accumulating power before being able to clearly understand the Dao and further touch the Dao.

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With his current comprehension, he was still incapable of something like that, so there was only one explanation.

“It’s this world that gave me this power, allowing me to perceive it, allowing me to touch it.
The feeling here is extremely similar to Ruin’s End, like returning home.”

The world resonated with all of his actions, overlooking the plants that grew vigorously across the entire mountain.

“Then there’s only one answer.
This isn’t some Sukhāvatī, but the homeland of qilins.”

“This must be the world that the primordial qilin turned into.”

And just like the primordial spirit turtle, it was very likely to have fallen in the Battle of Mending Heaven, turning into this paradise afterwards.
Buddhism had occupied it, making it become the so-called “Sukhāvatī”.

Little did he know that as the lotuses wilted, the paradise sank into chaos.
Demonic beasts prowled everywhere in the cities, walking under the light of day.

“How bold of you two! How dare you remove the seal without permission and destroy the Great Thunderclap temple! Do you know your crimes?”

A furious voice boomed through the sky.
The Sangharama God had become even larger than the spiritual mountain, his face darkened and his eyebrows raised furiously.
His teeth creaked away like thunder, and he wielded a pair of swordbreaker clubs in his hands.

Protecting the temples was the most important duty of the Sangharama God, and the Great Thunderclap temple on the spiritual mountain was the priority amongst priorities.
However, ever since this place was sealed, he could not visit it as he pleased either.

As soon as the Great Thunderclap temple was opened, he sensed it and immediately flew over.
However, he was obstructed by the weakwater, preventing him from flying over the river.
It took him quite the effort before he finally crossed the River of Flowing Sand.

When he saw the miserable state of the Great Thunderclap temple, he was overcome with wrath, basically as furious as he could get.
If it were not for the sake of the Great Thunderclap temple beneath, he would have smashed them to minced meat with a swing of his club.

Li Qingshan’s heart lurched.
He immediately understood what they meant by the hellish might of a god.

“Err… we’re in deep trouble now!’

Could I pass myself off as an innocent, passing, naive, gentle little qilin? Everyone knows the qilin is a beast of utmost benevolence and never does anything bad.
Though, if the Sangharama God finds out I’m Li Qingshan, he’ll probably lose his shit!

The Upraised Light abbot knelt down.
“Great god, it’s all my fault.
It has nothing to do with Li Qingshan.”

“You-” Li Qingshan began coughing up blood.

“Li Qingshan!?” The Sangharama God narrowed his eyes and immediately saw through the qilin’s identity.
“So it’s you! It’s actually you!”

Li Qingshan laughed dryly.
“Ah, it’s me.
Long time no see, leader.
Look, considering the fact that we’re visiting the same temple, why don’t you just let us go! Actually, we never intended to do this either, right, Upraised Light master?”

The Sangharama God’s wrath suddenly vanished, tossing aside the two swordbreaker clubs, which led to two great thumps.

Li Qingshan eased up inside.
He never thought sucking up to people and exploiting connections would actually work.

The Sangharama God brought his palms together and bowed towards the sky.
“Great teacher, I’ve been useless, having produced a vile spawn like this under my watch.
Today, I will lift the precept of taking life and purge him!”