Figures whistled down from above.
Huai Kong naturally landed beside the abbot and bowed respectfully.
"Abbot."
"Huai Kong."
Only upon seeing Huai Kong did Di Xian and the others finally fully digest the fact that Victorious Fighting Buddha was a monkey.
Though the Buddha's image was a little strange, a little lacking in solemn dignity, rolling around and urinating, at least the outcome was good.
Non-Abiding Nirvana had gone from eight Buddhas to nine. On this merit alone, as abbot of the Hanging Temple, he was enough to rank among the finest abbots in its history! "Was it Medicine Buddha?"
Huai Kong bowed. "Bhaisajyaguruvaiduryaprabharaja."
Liang Qu froze.
Di Xian glanced sideways. "Does benefactor Liang have something to say?"
"During the Six Demons Trial, I went through a dream within a dream. I thought I had overcome the tribulation and emerged from Non-Abiding Nirvana. At that time, the Original Life Buddha Huai Kong grasped was also Medicine Buddha."
"The wondrous principle that the three realms are mind alone; all things are neither this nor that—there is naturally karmic affinity within it." Di Xian added, "Huai Kong, if your heart is weary, go eat a vegetarian meal. Rest early today."
"With Medicine Buddha, I can still hold on."
"Then stand there and listen."
The Six Demons Trial consumed one's essence, qi, and spirit to an extreme degree. Even though Huai Kong had successfully emerged, his exhaustion was visible to the naked eye.
The same was true of Liang Qu. When he learned that his ten years of flood control had come to nothing, he had nearly sunk forever into despair. But he had other urgent matters at present and could not rest yet; he had to meet someone else.
Beneath the Golden Buddha, cheers roared like a tidal sea.
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