Hanging Temple, Floating Steps.
White mist drifted through the high altitude, and years of accumulated snow swallowed their feet.
The Old Monk, Yang Dongxiong, Long E Ying... all looked on with encouragement.
Liang Qu raised his head toward the gate.
The two characters "Hanging Temple" shone with brilliant golden light, as if they contained infinite profound mysteries. Merely looking at them made his mind sway; even when he closed his eyes, they still gleamed within his heart like candlelight.
Who would have thought that on his very first visit to one of the Five Great True Lineages, before he had even entered the mountain gate or exchanged more than a few pleasantries, he would first encounter a Life Buddha Trial seen only once in a century!
Liang Qu withdrew his gaze.
"Master Dixian, how long will this trial take?"
Abbot Dixian rolled his prayer beads between his fingers. "Based on past precedents, three days at most."
"One must not refuse a gift from an elder. I absolutely cannot let the eminent monk's relic go to waste. This junior is willing to give it a try!"
"Come with me."
Di Xian stepped off the Floating Steps.
Liang Qu exhaled a puff of white mist, bid farewell to his friends and family on the stairs, and followed Abbot Dixian down. Clean and decisive, he plunged toward the Golden Buddha's palm.
Their figures vanished amid the clouds.
"Can he seize the Fundamental Buddha?"
An unfamiliar voice suddenly rang out. Yang Dongxiong and the others remaining on the steps turned around, only to discover that beside the Adamantine Bright King, a square-faced, resolute-looking middle-aged man had appeared at some unknown moment.
"The Six Demons Trial differs from person to person. Whether one seizes an Original Life Buddha depends only on fate and circumstance." The