"Not good, then we need to leave quickly!" Xiao Hua seemed to wake from a dream. Somewhat reluctant, he looked at the star array where flying stones rained down like a storm, deeply moved. "Alas, this poor Daoist truly cannot bear to leave. If only I could cultivate here for a few more years!"
"You should indeed cultivate," Bodhi said mildly, slowly drawing the phantom of the Buddha statue back into his relic. "Though Confucian cultivators have the saying, 'Reading ten thousand volumes is inferior to traveling ten thousand miles; traveling ten thousand miles is inferior to encountering countless people,' if you do not read ten thousand volumes, what use is traveling ten thousand miles? If the true self had not been supported by the Buddhist teachings and principles of Little Linglong Temple, even if we had arrived here and opportunity stood before us, I fear we still would not have been able to seize it."
"But..." Xiao Hua still argued somewhat, "This Xiao promised others. I cannot simply cast those matters aside, can I?"
"You think too much. In this world... everything can carry on without any one person. You think yourself important, but others may not see it that way. Without you, Cangxian Continent would still be Cangxian Continent. The rise and fall of Jiang Kingdom is no more than a drop in the vast sea—nothing worth mentioning!" As Bodhi spoke, Xiao Hua also withdrew his Dharma Body Golden Body. While urging his divine sense to block the enormous stones, he flew toward the exit of the star array.
"You are the Future Buddha Lord, so naturally you value staying far from worldly dust!" Xiao Hua retorted. "Oh, this Xiao nearly forgot—you were originally a monk. Those who follow different paths cannot make plans together!"
"Do not say