"I have, I have."
Golden Cicada Son beamed with delight. "You mean the Victorious Fighting Buddha, Future Buddha? He even treated me to peaches. If the World-Honored One hadn't gotten there first, the Victorious Fighting Buddha would have taken me as his disciple."
Lin Xian opened his mouth, then stopped. Golden Cicada Son and the Victorious Fighting Buddha had met in the Amitabha Ancient Star Domain and even got along splendidly. The order of heaven had truly been turned on its head.
After studying Golden Cicada Son for a moment, Lin Xian suddenly asked, "Golden Cicada Son, do you know Xuanzang?"
"Xuanzang?"
Golden Cicada Son's young face was full of bewilderment. He had never heard that name.
A next life existed if one believed, and did not if one disbelieved. Across the long passage of time, two identical flowers would eventually appear in the world. Looking back across a thousand years, one flower withered while another bloomed.
By rights, Golden Cicada Son should have been Xuanzang's previous incarnation. Yet now Xuanzang had come first and Golden Cicada Son afterward. It was truly strange.
If something is never forgotten, an echo must return. Could the yearning of all living beings forcibly shape someone out of nothing? That would turn cause and effect upside down and reverse reincarnation.
Lin Xian began to ponder something. Reincarnation could move not only forward, but backward as well. If Golden Cicada Son was such a case, could the myths written by the Heavenly Court one day become reality?
With a creak, the temple doors opened without a breeze, and a deep voice rang out.
"Come in, all of you."
At the center of the Great Thunderclap Temple, a middle-aged monk sat cross-legged, his bearing solemn and majestic. Lingbao Tianzun's Bronze Lamp rested before him, its bean-sized