The gigantic and majestic Buddha statue glowed with splendid golden light.
The entire Buddhist hall was filled with rolling Sanskrit chants.
Prayer flags fluttered wildly, and on the neatly arranged prayer mats, blurry figures of monks slowly appeared, chanting scriptures.
It was also at this moment.
The murals on the walls began to squirm.
It was as if a 2D animation had been turned on.
Everyone in the murals began to move.
Although there was no sound, one could still discern the extremely tragic scenes of fighting and killing within them.
And Little Monk Miao Neng crouched on the ground, holding his head.
Directly opposite Fang Xin.
Above the door leading to the backyard.
The mural depicted a Buddha bathed in Buddha's Light.
But before the Buddha, the being suppressed by the Buddha had its back to the outside of the painting, making it impossible to clearly see what it looked like.
It was only as Fang Xin's Blood Ring opened.
That figure moved.
In the mural, the shadow in the darkness began to squirm and twist, seemingly wanting to turn its face.
And the moment Fang Xin's hand reached into the Blood Ring.
A hand also appeared in the mural, reaching out to grab that dark shadow.
Fang Xin was startled.
Looking inside through the Blood Ring, it was pitch black and nothing could be seen.
Just as Fang Xin was about to withdraw his hand.
He clearly felt his hand being grabbed by something.
"Take This Monk out! This Monk can promise you three conditions!"
This voice was precisely the tone from before.
Fang Xin couldn't help but frown; he had always directly signed contracts with Revenant through the Blood Ring, making them his subordinates.
But the being before him didn't seem to have that idea; instead, it was negotiating with Fang Xin.
Fang Xin tugged his hand back, "You agree to one condition first, then I'll consider whether or not to let you out!"
The other party said without hesitation, "Alright!"
"Serve me!"
The being inside seemed to have heard something comical at these words.
It immediately burst into laughter, "This Monk doesn't even serve the Buddha, and serve you? What a huge joke! Let This Monk see what kind of face you have to utter such nonsense!"
As it spoke, the being holding Fang Xin's hand began to drag Fang Xin inside.
Fang Xin's expression changed at this sight, and he quickly tried to pull his hand back, but the other party's strength was truly immense. Fang Xin stumbled, and just as he was about to be dragged in, Fang Xin hurriedly shrunk the Blood Ring, his body getting stuck outside the Blood Ring, his two feet pushing against the ground, wrestling with the other party.
The being inside let out a cackling laugh, "I didn't see that! Little brat actually has some strength! Take This Monk out, and This Monk will grant you three conditions. Otherwise, This Monk will dislocate your arm right now!"
Fang Xin only felt an intense pain in his arm.
He desperately tried to pull his arm back, but the other party's strength was not small at all, even trying to forcefully drag Fang Xin in.
Fang Xin's pupils immediately turned crimson, activating his Slaughter Talent.
At this very moment.
In the Buddhist hall, already filled with golden light, the golden light intensified, almost making it impossible for people to open their eyes.
Sanskrit chants resounded.
This time, Fang Xin heard them clearly.
"If good already exists, Sakyamuni protects it in a small way; if good does not yet exist, he does not lightly poison it in a great way."
The Buddha's Light on the mural also began to brighten.
That dark shadow was suppressed by the Buddha's Light.
Not only that, all the Buddha's Light enveloped Fang Xin, but the pressure brought by the Buddha's Light was only fleeting.
It was like a spring breeze, having no side effects on Fang Xin.
And at this moment.
The being inside the Blood Ring, gripping Fang Xin's arm, roared in pain.
The dark shadow in the mural began to tremble violently, seemingly struggling madly.
The strength gripping Fang Xin increased by several points.
That dark shadow let out a maniacal laugh.
"Hahaha! King of Slaughter! You are the King of Slaughter! Hahahahaha! The King of Slaughter has descended again! Buddha, you ultimately bet on the wrong human heart! This Monk was right!
This Monk, Situ Shenshu! Is willing to serve the King of Slaughter!"
The dark shadow in the mural slowly turned its head.
It was a monk.
It must be said, he was quite handsome, but his brows were filled with a hint of malevolence.
He grabbed Fang Xin's palm with a backhand.
A blood-colored Slaughter Rune appeared in Fang Xin's palm and merged into the other party's arm.
Immediately after, that blood-colored Slaughter Rune visibly flickered along the skin, finally settling on the monk's glabella, adding a touch of demonic evil.
Fang Xin was startled; he hadn't expected that the other party, who had just been frantically trying to drag him in and threatening him, would in the next second be willing to serve him.
However, from the other party's words just now, he could also sense that this was an eccentric whose ideas conflicted with those of the Buddha.
After being implanted with the Slaughter Rune, there was no doubt that he could not have any rebellious thoughts towards Fang Xin.
"Master! Take This Monk out!"
Situ Shenshu said, and Fang Xin clearly felt that the strength pulling him in disappeared, waiting for Fang Xin to pull him out.
Fang Xin pulled hard, finding that the other party seemed to be nailed inside and simply wouldn't budge. He immediately exerted all his strength, relying on his formidable Strength-based Mangfu power to pull again, but unexpectedly, after pulling for a long time, he only moved it a tiny bit.
Blazing golden light came towards Fang Xin's arm.
Fang Xin felt as if he had been scalded and quickly shook his arm.
Situ Shenshu from within the Blood Ring said, "Master, what traps This Monk is the Buddhist treasure, the Ukiyo-e! It is the mural you see!"
Fang Xin was startled; he had thought the mural was a bit odd just now, so it turned out to be a treasure. Judging by its quality, it should be the most top-tier kind of treasure.
After Situ Shenshu said this, Fang Xin was more or less tempted by this magical treasure.
Unexpectedly, Situ Shenshu continued, "However, a single Ukiyo-e alone cannot trap This Monk. There must be another treasure here. You search again; only by finding that treasure can This Monk be rescued! If This Monk is not mistaken, that treasure should be another top-tier Buddhist treasure, the Rewind Treasure Mirror! As long as you find it and change its position, or claim it as your own, you can rescue This Monk!"
"Then can you think of where that thing you mentioned is?" Fang Xin inquired.
After a moment of silence, Situ Shenshu said, "There are three Buddhist temples here: Leiyin Valley, Mahākāla Temple, and Lingzhao Mountain. If Leiyin Valley doesn't have the Rewind Treasure Mirror, then search in the other two places!"
Fang Xin glanced at Little Monk Miao Neng above, then again asked Situ Shenshu, "If you come out, can you bring him out?"
"He is protected by two Bodhisattvas! If This Monk saves him, those two Bodhisattvas will intervene! Saving him is equivalent to harming him!"
These words left Fang Xin speechless for a moment; this fake monk who gnawed on pig trotters was still a potential stock.
"Alright, you wait here first. I'll go check the other two places you mentioned and see if there's any Rewind Treasure Mirror you spoke of!"
"Then This Monk will await Master's good news!"
Fang Xin withdrew his hand from the Blood Ring, and as the Blood Ring closed, the Sanskrit chants faded, and the movements in the mural froze again. Fang Xin stood back on the Panlong Spear.
"Which place did you go into? Mahākāla Temple? Or Lingzhao Mountain? Blink your left eye for Mahākāla Temple, and your right eye for Lingzhao Mountain!"
Miao Neng blinked his left eye.
"Then did you find any treasure mirrors or anything like that at Mahākāla Temple?"
