Chapter 185 Rejecting the inheritance of the quasi-emperor
Chen Qingyuan's mood stabilized after that. He turned to look at Song Ningyan and asked with concern: "Junior Sister Song, are you not injured?"
"I'm fine."
The sudden concern made Song Ningyan's expression change slightly.
It is estimated that Chen Qingyuan became a little melancholy at the moment because of the impact of the experience just now.
"That's good."
Chen Qingyuan's consciousness is still in a state of blending reality and the past, and it will take some time to recover.
Although she was confused, Song Ningyan didn't ask any more questions and stood aside and looked at Chen Qingyuan quietly.
More and more people were ejected outside the hall. They talked about the situations they encountered during this trip, and of course covered up the opportunities they had received.
Listening to everyone's comments, some of the geniuses met Xiaoling and encountered various hardships.
"My guess was correct. What happened in the palace was indeed an assessment."
Chen Qingyuan asked Song Ningyan if she had a similar situation. Song Ningyan nodded and described it.
"Brother, you looked weird just now, what happened?"
Seeing that Chen Qingyuan's condition gradually became normal, Song Ningyan asked.
"nothing."
Regarding the matter of consciousness entering the stone tablet, Chen Qingyuan didn't know how to describe it, so he pondered.
Maybe this is my fate with this great power!
It's not good to say it out loud.
Some people get the opportunity, while others return empty-handed and regretful.
"Wow——"
A gust of breeze blew from the temple, and another person was kicked out.
This person is none other than Su Xingyun from Penglai Villa.
"Senior Brother Su, have you obtained the inheritance of great power?"
Feng Lai took a few steps forward, bowed, and asked through a message.
"No." Su Xingyun replied coldly, passed Feng Lai and walked straight towards Chen Qingyuan.
Su Xingyun was very curious about Chen Qingyuan.
First of all, why did Dongtu Buddha follow Chen Qingyuan?
Secondly, Chen Qingyuan's own strength seems to be not weak, and he has a dangerous flavor.
Among his peers, there were not many people who could make Su Xingyun feel dangerous. It could even be said that there were only a handful of them.
"What's the gain for coming out so early?"
Su Xingyun and Chen Qingyuan looked at each other with a sharp look in their eyes and asked directly.
"What does it have to do with you?"
Chen Qingyuan said coldly.
"Curious." Su Xingyun was not angry and chuckled: "Mysterious people like you are not common in Dizhou."
"I have only seen a few lunatics like you in my life."
Chen Qingyuan does not fall behind.
The two of them looked at each other, and there seemed to be sparks in their eyes.
"You're bored, why don't you drink?"
After a long stalemate, Su Xingyun curled his lips.
"drink."
It's free, if you don't drink it, it's free.
Song Ningyan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If a fight broke out, she would definitely advance and retreat with Chen Qingyuan.
Feng Lai, who was watching the show on one side, wanted to find an opportunity to teach Chen Qingyuan a lesson and looked forward to a war between the two sides. However, things did not develop as Feng Lai expected.
Chen Qingyuan and Su Xingyun not only did not fight, but they also got into the mood and sat down to taste wine together.
Everyone looked at this scene with suspicion and confusion.
The two of them were at each other's throats just now, so how come they are drinking like good friends in the blink of an eye?
don't know.
Except for the two parties involved, no one else could understand it at all.
friend?
Not really.
enemy?
Not yet.
It can only be said that we all want to know each other, it is just an interest.
Whether the two sides will become enemies or friends in the future is unknown.
There were hundreds of people standing outside the hall. Chen Qingyuan was the only one who did not see the figure of Monk Daochen, and was slightly worried.
Deep in the ancient palace, there is a closed stone room.
There is a stone platform in front, and a jade slip is suspended above it. It has been around for a long time.
Monk Daochen stood under the stone platform, looking up at the jade slips with an indifferent expression.
"Only you have passed the test and are you willing to accept the Lord's inheritance?"
Xiaoling's voice echoed in the stone room. She was not as gentle as she had been with Chen Qingyuan before, but looked very majestic.
Monk Daochen has gone through various difficult tests before he got here.
Regarding such temptations, Monk Daochen shook his head and refused without hesitation: "The young monk is a member of the Buddhist sect and is not suitable for this way."
"You don't accept it?"
Xiaoling was stunned.
All over the world, how many people want to obtain the inheritance of the Lord but have no chance.
This is not the inheritance of a Mahayana monk, but a quasi-emperor!
It contains the experience of how to break the limits of the great road and reach the quasi-emperor state.
If this inheritance were left to the outside world, it would definitely attract countless strong men in the empire to fight.
"Don't you know the value of this inheritance?"
Xiaoling waited for many years before she met a destined person with extremely high talent, and she didn't want to miss it.
"Although it is not clear, the young monk knows that it must be extremely precious. However, the young monk has already embarked on the path of Buddhism, pursuing Mahayana Buddhism wholeheartedly and unwilling to turn to other ways."
Based on this ancient palace and numerous tests, Monk Daochen can deduce that this inheritance is very precious and can only be encountered but not sought.
It is no exaggeration to say that accepting the inheritance means that if Daochen and Weiwei do not die young, they will surely reach the top of the world.
Faced with this temptation, Monk Daochen's heart was very firm and unwavering.
"Alas!" Xiaoling understood what Monk Daochen meant and sighed softly: "It's a pity that we are destined to have no destiny."
"One day we will definitely find a true inheritor to inherit the will of our predecessors."
Monk Daochen put his hands together and bowed to express his apology.
"How can there be so many destined people in the world?"
Xiaoling sighed again.
"Amitabha."
If Monk Daochen's Buddhist heart is not pure enough, he will not be able to serve as a Buddhist disciple in this world. He is destined to devote his whole life to Buddhism, and nothing can change his wish.
"Go for it!"
Xiaoling secretly took action and sent Monk Daochen out.
Whoosh——
In the blink of an eye, Monk Daochen appeared outside the hall.
"Dongtu Buddha is out!"
Everyone said in surprise.
There was a "clang" sound, and the palace door was closed tightly, which meant that there were no outsiders inside.
Since Monk Daochen was the last one to come out, many people looked at him with ill intentions.
"I dare to ask Buddha, have you received the inheritance of great power?"
A certain prodigy from Dizhou came forward to ask. He seemed polite, but in fact he had a somewhat questioning tone.
"No."
Monk Daochen answered truthfully.
"really?"
This man's eyes were full of doubt.
Pairs of eyes gathered together, as if they were putting pressure on Monk Daochen, coveting the powerful inheritance.
"Monks don't lie." Monk Daochen said calmly: "Besides, whether the poor monk has been blessed or not, what does it have to do with the donors?"
"The monks are compassionate. The Buddha came out so late. He must have received a lot of blessings in the end. Can you share it with us?"
A young man wearing a brocade robe walked out of the crowd, and many people recognized his identity. He was a talented person from Dizhou.
Hearing this, Monk Daochen frowned slightly. Are some people really unable to understand?