"Daoist, trying to capture me is futile," said the monk entering the world to face his cultivation tribulation. "Although accumulating virtue is not necessary for me, I bear a heavy responsibility. I must lead my wife through the Three Mountains, Five Mountains, and Seventy-two provinces to fulfill our fate and together realize the truths of Mahayana Buddhism."
"It's also acceptable to seek out my master for a reckoning," the monk offered. "I can show you the way. Daoist, go yourself to the South Sea's Hooking Turtle Cliff and look for a Qingjing Zen Master. He is my teacher."
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Tao Qian's words might have been better left unsaid. Parroting them just like a parrot enraged Flower Staff Venerable to the point of fuming with rage.
After all, he was a revered figure from the Demon Buddha Temple, highly esteemed with powerful Divine Skills. When had he ever been subjected to such humiliation?
