Chapter 1500 - 555: The Great Avalanche
After the disciple received the letter and assigned task, he bowed and turned to leave.
Ning Yu Chan Master held a bone bowl and began chanting scriptures, as he chanted, his rough fingers constantly rubbed the inner wall of the bone bowl.
The bone bowl was made from a person’s heavenly spirit bone, with extremely fine intertwined patterns on the inner wall.
When the Chan Master’s fingertips brushed against those patterns, images of the "Bone Master" during her lifetime appeared in his mind—
—She was a devout follower of the Buddhist Sect, but unfortunately her background was not good, she was of slave status, used as cattle and horses by others since childhood.
This slave girl, although a slave, a possession of a wealthy family, was indeed strikingly beautiful, especially her eyes, which emitted a lovely soft light when gazing into the distance under sunlight.
"Such a beautiful girl, her beauty is a gift from the Ancient Buddha."
"Such good fortune, she caught up with the last sacrifice ceremony, and her family was freed from slavery."
Ning Yu couldn’t help but gently caress the bone bowl again,
Every three years, Reincarnation Temple held a grand sacrificial ceremony, a very cruel event requiring living humans as offerings.
Those chosen as sacrifices were mostly local slaves from Snow Plain Prefecture, both male and female.
Once they became sacrifices, they sacrificed their souls to the temple, and their families, parents, were released from slavery altogether.
"This is the compassion of our Reincarnation Temple, one sacrifice and the family no longer slaves."
Ning Yu Chan Master muttered to himself, still feeling the patterns on the bone bowl, he again saw the image of the slave girl.
The slave girl bathed in sunlight, with black hair, turning her head and smiling lightly, like Gesang flowers blooming across the snowfield.
"She is truly fortunate."
Ning Yu lightly said, then recalled an unresolved issue, his gaze turning grim as he coldly said, "But some people are not that fortunate."
He got up, adjusted his wide monk robe, wore a monk hat that resembled a cockscomb, and walked towards the door,
After leaving the room, Ning Yu walked towards the southern room, through the long corridor, stopping at the door of a room where disciples resided.
He gently knocked on the door, someone inside asked, "Who."
"It’s me," Ning Yu replied,
The door creaked open,
The scene inside the room instantly entered his view,
Ning Yu saw five monks inside the room slaughtering a cow, to be precise—four monks were killing the cow, while another spun a scripture tube, chanting prayers for the dead.
A disciple working fervently said to Ning Yu, "Master, the Cow Bone Temple will be ready soon."
"Hmm."
Ning Yu nodded, pointing to the bulging cow belly, "He is your junior fellow disciple, after extracting him, do not torment him excessively, let him swiftly, more swiftly ascend to the Great Snow Mountain Peak."
"Moo, moo, moo..."
Inside the bulging cow belly, it seemed someone was struggling, making vague noises continuously.
On the cow belly’s skin, distinct hand seals appeared,
Yet Ning Yu Chan Master remained indifferent to everything happening before him.
...
At the Great Snow Mountain Peak, stood five people,
Zhou Xuan and others descended together onto Snow Plain Prefecture.
If Mingjiang Prefecture is said to be the only Prefecture City within the Nine Prefectures of Jing Country with two Heavenly Gods,
Then Snow Plain Prefecture is the only Prefecture City without a Heavenly God.
No Heavenly God, no Ancestor Tree, Ancestor Tree and golden bell exist together.
Thus, there is no so-called Ancient Tree Golden Bell in Snow Plain Prefecture.
For a State’s defense, the Ancient Tree Golden Bell served as a "warning."
"Without a golden bell in Snow Plain Prefecture, wouldn’t anyone be able to descend? This Prefecture City isn’t very safe."
Zhou Xuan asked the Green Robed Buddha.
"Master, although there is no golden bell in Snow Plain Prefecture, wherever snow covers, there are disciples of ’Broken Robe’."
Along the way, Green Robed Buddha constantly called "My Master, My Master," which annoyed Zhou Xuan, forcing him to change how he addressed him.
Thus, Green Robed Buddha now called Zhou Xuan "Master," creating a bit more distance, making Zhou Xuan much more comfortable.
Seeing this, Tiancan Monk hurried to answer, shoving the Green Robed Buddha aside, saying with Yin Yang tone, "What do you know as an Old Buddha about our Broken Robe matters? Let me speak, I know."
"Go ahead, Mr. Know-it-all."
Zhou Xuan gestured "please," inviting Tiancan Monk to elaborate.
But Tiancan Monk did not say much; he suddenly waved his hand, saying, "Robe Ghosts in the snow, show your skills to this Master from Jade Capital."
At his command, Zhou Xuan saw countless tattered robes emerge from the unfathomably deep snow,
The robes rustled as the freezing snow wind swept over them.
Zhou Xuan cast his gaze, not knowing how many leading tattered robes making wailing noises.
"These are our Broken Robe’s Robe Ghosts, wherever there are Robe Ghosts, Snow Plain Prefecture has its eyes. Although some may have very little skill,
But their vision is excellent, capable of distinguishing Yin from Yang. Even those with eight or nine sticks of incense cannot escape their eyes."
Tiancan Monk said with pride.
"The disciples are the eyes of Snow Plain Prefecture... These disciples, no family... lying in the snow all day?"
Zhou Xuan asked.
Tiancan Monk laughed and said, "They are all lost souls and ghosts, where would they get a home,
’Broken Robe’ is unlike other Tangkou—our Tangkou only accepts dead ghosts, not living people."