My Good Friend Buddha Son Shigong

Inside the Mahabodhi Temple, a long piece of wood, its core reduced to powder, is ignited inside a large stone cauldron.

A large amount of blue smoke rose up, filling the entire hall and spreading outwards from the stone temple.

Is this a fire alarm?

Zhang Xuezhou held his breath and looked at the many monks coughing incessantly in the hall.

He originally thought that the incense used at the Mahabodhi Temple was some kind of precious spiritual incense, but he didn't expect it to be this kind of incense that was plentiful and filling.

If the smoke is thick enough, the situation can be seen from a distance, but this range should be limited.

Zhang Xuezhou felt that there must be other methods of communication within the stone temple, or that someone possessed the ability to communicate with the secret place.

"Disciple Silver Peak..."

Yin Ding, the person in charge of the Mahabodhi Temple, shouted repeatedly, echoing the words that Zhang Xuezhou had previously instructed him to say.

As the person in charge, Silver Peak's strength is not particularly strong.

Zhang Xuezhou had previously found it difficult to understand why the Western Sect's stronghold was in this state, but he recalled that there were no experts around the Yedie River Holy Land, mostly just apprentices and servants, who had even allowed him and Wu Chao to rule as kings. This situation seemed to make sense now.

Yin Ding shouted repeatedly, and then kowtowed and bowed with utmost piety.

Zhang Xuezhou didn't wait in the hall; instead, he wandered around the smoke-filled stone temple.

"This seems to be an array, somewhat like the Southern Heavenly Gate and Eastern Heavenly Gate. Could it be that the Western Sect borrowed the power of the Western Heavenly Gate to leave themselves a secret passage array?"

When Zhang Xuezhou arrived at a closed stone chamber in the backyard of the Mahabodhi Temple, Zhang Xuezhou looked at the empty chamber and then at the circular opening in the roof. This gave Zhang Xuezhou a vague feeling.

Thick smoke gathered here and Shengteng along the circular roof, forming a line that rose continuously, as if passing through a chimney.

He paced back and forth a few times, then gestured, and felt that this was the passage from Maha Bodhi Temple to the secret place.

At this moment, the formation was not activated, and it was difficult to generate any upward force from here; only thick smoke rose upward along with a subtle, permeable force.

The smoke dissipates more easily as it rises, but some of it may still appear near the Western Heavenly Gate.

After waiting for almost half an hour, Zhang Xuezhou saw a flash of gray light in the room, and a disheveled middle-aged Tibetan monk appeared out of thin air in the stone chamber.

"Um!"

The middle-aged Tibetan monk staggered slightly when he landed.

He fanned the thick smoke vigorously before realizing there were other people inside the stone chamber.

"Holy... what..."

He shouted several times, but Zhang Xuezhou still couldn't understand.

This forced Zhang Xuezhou to repeat the language of Xiniu Hezhou, mentioning that "a good friend from the Eastern Land invited the Buddha Son Shigong to go to the Western Kunlun Holy Land to collect treasures."

"Nāṣārajīva, the Buddha's disciple..."

The middle-aged Tibetan monk's eyes widened; he was clearly delighted to hear the news, and his previous scolding and reprimanding demeanor had completely vanished.

He took out a horn from his body and spoke into it for a while.

A quarter of an hour later, a flash of gray light appeared in the stone chamber, and Zhang Xuezhou saw the long-unseen Buddha Son Shigong excitedly emerge.

Where are my good friends from the Eastern Land?

The Buddha Son Shigong shouted loudly, and then excitedly crawled out.

Only after Zhang Xuezhou called out "Buddha Son Shigong" twice from behind did Buddha Son Shigong turn his head around.

"This damn smoke is too thick, I can't see your face very clearly. Who are you?" asked the Buddha Son Shigong.

"I never expected you to be so forgetful, to have forgotten the life-and-death journey we shared on our quest to retrieve the treasure from the Kunlun Sacred Land," Zhang Xuezhou lamented. "I even helped you along to your Kunlun Sacred Land to find the great elixir, and I was still thinking of dragging you back to Western Kunlun to search for treasure. It turns out you've already forgotten me!"

"Forgot... I didn't forget... By the way, what was your name again?"

The Buddha Son Shigong's voice carried a hint of embarrassment.

He has met countless people over the years, so it's normal for him to forget some and not remember them all.

But Zhang Xuezhou's words and voice reminded him that this former friend had similar symptoms to him.

However, the Buddha Son Shigong was busy with his spiritual practice and suppressing his physical ailments, and he had indeed forgotten about this person he had met in the Eastern Land.

After he and Zhang Xuezhou entered the Kunlun Sacred Land, the Buddha Son Shigong even believed that Zhang Xuezhou was dead.

The memory gradually faded away, and even the Buddha Son Shigong could no longer remember Zhang Xuezhou's difficult-to-pronounce Eastern Land name.

"My good friend, have you even forgotten my name, Dongfang Shuo? This is truly disappointing. I wanted to go with you to the Sacred Land to pick immortal peaches, drink the Nine Treasures Wine, and obtain the Golden Dragon Fish," Zhang Xuezhou lamented.

"Immortal peaches, Nine Treasures Wine, Golden Dragon Fish?"

The Buddha Son Shigong was slightly taken aback.

It's fine for these younger generation members to go to the Western Kunlun Holy Land to pick up some small bargains; the Heavenly Emperor is magnanimous and won't mind. But if they really steal from someone's home, it's very likely that the sect leader will have to step in to release them.

The things Zhang Xuezhou mentioned were clearly not things that could be picked normally; some of them even contained brewed wine.

"You ate and drank your fill in the Kunlun Sacred Land?" the Buddha Son Shigong asked in surprise.

"Absolutely," Zhang Xuezhou said. "If I weren't so badly skilled, I could have brought you a whole bunch!"

"Ah?"

"I'm planning another trip to Western Kunlun this time, hoping to obtain more resources to propel me into the Sole Self Realm," Zhang Xuezhou said earnestly. "So I'd like to ask for a helper, and you've come to mind!"

"The Sole Self Realm? You're about to push your cultivation to the Sole Self Realm?"

The Buddha Son Shigong, went from surprise to astonishment.

He remembered that Zhang Xuezhou's cultivation level a few years ago was nothing special, except for his miraculous healing Technique Method.

Unexpectedly, just a few years later, Zhang Xuezhou was already preparing to break through to the Sole Self Realm, which was no different from his current state.

"Did you really gain so many benefits in the Kunlun Sacred Land?" asked the Buddha Son Shigong, incredulously.

"Absolutely!" Zhang Xuezhou nodded repeatedly. "I even went into the library there and picked out a few books to learn some techniques. Unfortunately, the language in those books was too profound; I couldn't understand them at all. I could only practice by looking at the pictures!"

"You even went into the library?"

Thinking that he had only managed to obtain some Earth Spirit Fruit to suppress his injuries upon entering the Kunlun Sacred Land, and then thinking of Zhang Xuezhou's entry into the Divine Ability Realm in the Kunlun Sacred Land, and even his ambition to pursue the Sole Self Realm, Buddha Son Shigong couldn't help but feel sorrowful, realizing that all his years of diligent cultivation had been a waste of time.

If he had known that the Kunlun Sacred Land had so many benefits, he would have stayed there shamelessly.

Even if it's just waiting for Zhang Xuezhou to bring out a huge pile of heavenly materials and earthly treasures, I'd still like to get a small share.

At that time, Zhang Xuezhou was several stages away from the Divine Ability Realm. The fact that Zhang Xuezhou was able to break through realms so smoothly made Buddha Son Shigong feel that this fortuitous opportunity was more than enough for him to step into the Sole Self Realm.

"My good friend Dongfang Shuo, I have been thinking of you all these years. I am very worried about your safety. Ever since I returned to Xiniu Hezhou, I have been thinking of you from time to time, and I have been wanting to go to the Kunlun Sacred Land to see if you have come out..."

Having missed a great opportunity before, Buddha Son Shigong felt he couldn't afford to miss a second one.

This prompted him to express his opinion with great seriousness.

Buddha Son Shigong felt that these words contained almost all the emotions he had ever felt in his life. If Zhang Xuezhou wasn't heartless, the other party should have been moved.

"My dear friend Buddha Son Shigong, I miss you very much too!"

As long as greed is present in one's heart, one will inevitably be tempted by profit.

Seeing the slightly red-eyed Buddha Son Shigong struggling to express himself, Zhang Xuezhou breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he finally had someone to guide him to Western Kunlun.