Chapter 1544 - 569: Troops at the Gates
After receiving Zhou Xuan’s orders, the monks of the Reincarnation Temple lifted the gleaming horns one by one and blew into them.
The sound of these horns gathered within the temple until they fully united, then rolled out like thunder towards the mountain gate.
Then, through the ice and snow, it swept across the ground and spread the temple’s sound to every corner of the Snow Plain Prefecture.
This was the horn to call the Ancient Buddha’s Slaves,
Not long after, Ning Jin Longba, dressed in luxurious clothes, appeared within the Buddhist Hall, exuding joy.
"Golden Buddha, today is the day the Six Great Families repay the years of care and kindness from the Reincarnation Zen Temple."
"With all six Buddha Slaves dispatched to Ping Shui Prefecture, they will surely help..." Ning Jin Longba looked at Turtle Mountain Taoist and bowed, saying, "Help Mr. build that vast Sea of Buddha."
Now, Turtle Mountain Taoist carried an air of ease similar to Zhou Xuan in his gestures.
He waved his robe sleeves and said, "As the Buddha Slaves have not yet appeared, I can’t fully believe what you from Snow Plain Prefecture are saying."
"Soon, soon... as the horn sounds, it is the time for the Buddha Slaves to emerge."
Ning Jin Longba glanced at "Zhou Xuan," truly puzzled at how such a young man could thrive in the Hidden Dragon Jing Country.
"Must be just in his early twenties."
Ning Jin studied "Zhou Xuan" for a while, and suddenly a fierce wind picked up outside the Revolving Wheel Temple,
The wind force grew stronger, lifting the snow, which had once reached deep to the thighs.
A towering snow wall, hundreds of feet high, pressed towards Zhou Xuan and the others.
When the snow wall reached the entrance of the Buddha Praise Heavenly Palace, the snow was no longer a wall but a staggering peak.
This mountain had all it needed: ridges, foothills, mid-slopes, peaks... everything.
From Zhou Xuan’s perspective, the mountain was merely a scaled-down version of the Great Snow Mountain.
Even though its size had been reduced, it still felt majestic.
"The Ancient Buddha attained enlightenment on the Great Snow Mountain, and the six Buddha Slaves were its chosen walkers in the human world."
Zhou Xuanzheng was pondering this when six golden lights appeared within the snow mountain.
The lights shone brilliantly and were rich with Buddha Power, and wherever the light fell, one could hear a loud Buddhist Chant.
Within this chant, there was no hint of any demon quality, only the pure brightness of the true Buddhist essence.
Under the chant’s embrace, many monks of the Reincarnation Temple sat on the spot, continuously reciting scriptures,
For these monks, it was a rare experience, and they cherished the opportunity to practice within such splendid scriptures,
Zhou Xuan did not recite the scriptures, after all, nor did Boba recite them.
As the Buddhist chant intensified, finally, the mountain’s exterior was peeled away layer by layer, revealing six gigantic caverns.
Inside each cavern sat a Buddha Slave,
Zhou Xuan looked up and saw that the six Buddha Slaves were incredibly diverse in appearance, each with unique Magic Artifacts.
One Buddha Slave held a scroll in his hand, sometimes murmuring and shaking his head, not resembling a monk but an old scholar.
Another Buddha Slave held Buddha Beads in his hand, each bead full and gleaming, shining brightly under the Fierce Sun.
Others held a branch, a Fierce Ghost Mask, and one wore Five-Colored Clothes,
Ning Jin Longba fulfilled his duty as host, introducing them to Turtle Mountain Taoist, saying, "Mr., these six Buddha Slaves are all Ancient Buddha’s walkers in the human world,
When the Ancient Buddha preached in the human world, these six assisted with Holding Ancient Buddha’s Magical Artifact,
The one holding the scroll is called Ancient Scripture Slave,
The one holding the precious beads is called Bead Holder Slave,
The one draped in five-colored clothes is called Kasaya Slave..."
While Ning Jin Longba was tirelessly introducing them, Zhou Xuan’s gaze was drawn to the Buddha Slave atop the snow mountain.
This particular Buddha Slave held no Magic Artifact, his body was decomposed, full of bloated sores,
The rotten sores exuded thick, foul liquids, emitting an extremely nauseating stench,
Yet, this very Buddha Slave received a respectful look from Boba.
"With Boba showing such respect, and this Buddha Slave atop the snow mountain, it’s needless to say, he is surely the master of the slaves."
Zhou Xuan deliberately feigned ignorance and whispered to Boba, "Senior Brother, does that rotten Buddha Slave deserve to be called a Buddha Slave? Such a foul smell... it could knock me over."
"Hey, Junior Brother, don’t speak falsely, this ruined slave is the master among the six, known as the Golden Body Slave."
Boba, fearing Zhou Xuan would speak recklessly and offend the six Buddha Slaves, continued, "If those five holding the Buddha Artifacts offer their artifacts to the Golden Body Slave, they can summon the Ancient Buddha."
"They can summon the Ancient Buddha? Is it the Dharma Image?"
"Yes, it is the Ancient Buddha’s Mirror Image, also referred to as a projection."
Boba said, "Don’t underestimate it as just a mirror image, it is extremely powerful."
"How powerful?" Zhou Xuan asked again.
"Well... specifically... I’m not sure," Boba honestly replied, "They have never made a move, how could I know what level they have reached?
In any case, you just need to believe that in the entire human world of Jing Country, there are hardly any who could compete with the Ancient Buddha Mirror Image."