Upon hearing Su Mo's words, Altar Master Buddha fell completely silent, while Great Buddha Xuan Zhen was rendered rather speechless.
Join Mount Sumeru Spiritual Mountain, and Mount Sumeru Spiritual Mountain would help him resolve his grudges—yet he actually refused?
In Xuan Zhen's eyes, this was a tremendous blessing, yet Su Mo did not care about it in the slightest.
"Amitabha. Since you are unwilling to take refuge in my Buddha, this old monk will not force you. Benefactor, take care of yourself," Altar Master Buddha said, pressing his palms together and chanting a Buddhist invocation.
Su Mo nodded slightly, then pondered for a moment before asking, "Senior, do you know of the Demon Sealing God Binding Curse?"
"The Demon Sealing God Binding Curse?" Altar Master Buddha's eyes flickered with a sharp glint. He nodded and said, "This old monk knows a little about the Witch Clan's Demon Sealing God Binding Curse."
"May I ask, Senior, is there any way to remove this curse?" Su Mo asked.
"Yes. So long as you undergo cleansing in the spiritual pool of Mount Sumeru Spiritual Mountain for five years, the Demon Sealing God Binding Curse will naturally vanish," Altar Master Buddha said. His heart stirred; it seemed Su Mo had been struck by the Demon Sealing God Binding Curse.
If Su Mo were willing to remain for cleansing, then after the cleansing purified his heart and soul, taking refuge in the Buddhist Path would no longer be a problem.
"Five years?" Su Mo frowned slightly. He did not have so much time to waste here.
In five years, he could raise his cultivation enough to kill Ancestor Jiashen himself.
And once Ancestor Jiashen was killed, the curse would naturally be broken.
Therefore, there was no way he could undergo another five years of cleansing.