"Martial Uncle~" Bing, who had rarely spoken, said in a low voice, "How many trials are there in these Buddhist Sect ruins...? With your cultivation, Elder, you only passed the first level. Wouldn't the second, and then the third... be even harder?"
"Though this old man cannot know exactly how many trials lie within these Buddhist Sect ruins, I do know that nine times nine returns to one—the true essence of Buddhism! If nothing unexpected occurs, there should be eighty-one tribulations within these Buddhist Sect ruins!" Han Zhu said after a slight hesitation.
"Ah?? So many?" Not only Bing, who had asked the question, but even Xiao Hua, who had risen with his palms pressed together, was stunned for a moment. Were there not far too many trials?
"Hehe, though there are eighty-one tribulations, we need not necessarily walk all the way to the end!" Han Zhu laughed. "Moreover, we do not need to go too far today! As our Buddhist cultivation improves, this old man will bring you here every ten years to pass several tribulations! Besides, did this old man not just say it? Once I passed the first-level trial, I could obtain some details about the second-level and even third-level trials. Buddhism always forgives where forgiveness is possible, so you need not be overly afraid!"
"This disciple understands!" Bing nodded slightly. Xiao Hua understood as well. Though the seven disciples were currently Foundation Establishment disciples and Qi Refining disciples, which one of them had not been tempered a thousand times over through Dao Sect techniques? Eighty-one tribulations might be many, but if it was truly as Han Zhu said—passing several every ten years—it would not take long to reach the end of these Buddhist Sect ruins!
"It is a pity that although this old man's Dao Sect