Chapter 337: Soul Broken at Tianrong (I)

The monk's words awakened Tang Cong, who had been busy running around these days and had no time to take care of other things. He was immediately refreshed, and an indescribable feeling of surprise quickly flooded into his mind.

In fact, Tang Cong had been feeling that something was wrong with his heart for the past three days, but he had never been able to figure it out. At this moment, the monk told him what was going on, and he suddenly realized the truth.

A chill crept up from the bottom of Tang Cong's heart. He stared at Boren's back without saying a word, and his right hand reached for the hidden knife on his waist silently.

"Whoosh!"

"Snapped!"

"Forehead……"

At the moment when Tang Cong was about to draw his sword, Boren's right hand suddenly swung backwards. Tang Cong suddenly felt a pain in his chest. All the acupoints in his body were blocked. He stood stiffly beside the fire, unable to move at all.

"Point acupuncture points from a distance!"

Tang Cong was filled with shock and subconsciously exclaimed: "Not only do you know martial arts, but you are also a master."

"Originally, he didn't have to die so soon, but you, little monk, were too smart for your own good and broke the window paper so early, which ended up killing him instead."

At this moment, the tone and voice of Boren's speech were completely different from his previous timid and gentle voice. It was even like two different people. Indifference, cunning, and cruelty were what Tang Cong felt most.

"No." The monk remained calm and replied calmly, "Even if I didn't tell you, you wouldn't let him leave Tianrong Temple alive. Now, you think you are out of danger. It is useless to keep Donor Tang. On the contrary, it will only add a burden. Therefore, the best time to kill him is tonight. I wonder if my guess is right?"

"Young Master, you are smarter than I thought." Boren ignored Tang Cong's shock, stared at the monk without blinking, and said word by word, "You can guess his ending, I wonder if you can guess your own fate?"

"I will return to the Potala Palace safely." The monk smiled neither servilely nor arrogantly, "You can't take me away."

"Really?" Boren smiled coldly, suddenly pulled out the dagger from his waist, pointed it at the monk's neck, and asked in a sarcastic tone, "What now?"

"You won't kill me." The monk remained calm, his heart as still as still water.

"Boren, who are you?" Tang Cong could no longer hold back his inner confusion and asked, "Aren't you Mr. Ding Sanye's man? What does this mean now? Could it be... Could it be..."

At this point, Tang Cong's eyes suddenly changed, and he asked in surprise: "Is this all Ding Ao's conspiracy? Did Yulong Palace betray us?"

"A fool is a fool. He is still so stupid even when he is about to die." Boren removed the dagger from the monk's neck, slowly stood up, turned to look at Tang Cong, and said contemptuously, "How can Liu Xunyi be undefeated if he keeps a fool like you?"

"What did you say?" Tang Cong was so angry that his eyes were red with anger and his features were grim. He shouted angrily, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

"I want to do the same thing as you, get the Buddha Lotus Seed." Boren replied nonchalantly, playing with the dagger in his hand, "Before I failed, so naturally I had to let you fight for me. Now, you have lost your value. You are lucky to be alive today. As for Liu Xunyi, everyone in Tubo is looking for him now, and everyone wants to skin him alive. I believe that even if he is alive, he must be living a life worse than death."

"Despicable! Shameless! Despicable!" Tang Cong cursed, "We were blind and trusted the wrong person, but you can't succeed. We can't get the Buddha Lotus Seed, and neither can you!"

"You..." Boren frowned slightly, raised his knife and pointed at Tang Cong's forehead, muttering in disbelief, "Are you really stupid or just pretending to be confused? Don't you know where the Buddha Lotus Seed is?"

"what?"

Boren's words made Tang Cong stunned. He looked at Boren in confusion, frowning, thinking hard for a long time, then turned his doubtful eyes to the monk, opened his mouth several times, but didn't know where to start, so he could only hesitate and give up repeatedly.

"That's right." Suddenly, the little monk said faintly, "The Buddha Lotus Seed is me. I am the Buddha Lotus Seed!"

"what?"

As soon as these words were spoken, Tang Cong felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. It took him a long time to recover.

"You are Buddha Lotus Seed? Buddha Lotus Seed is actually a living person..." Tang Cong muttered to himself in amazement, "How is it possible? How is this possible?"

"Tang Cong, do you know his true identity?" Boren asked with interest.

"What identity?"

Boren said with a smile: "You are about to become a dead man, I might as well let you die with a clear mind. In fact, the little monk is a reincarnated child, a living Buddha in this world."

"The reincarnated soul boy? The living Buddha?" Tang Cong was confused and had a lot of thoughts. He hesitated and said, "Is he the living Buddha that the eight kings of Tubo said they wanted to kowtow to?"

"That's right." Boren said, "The Buddha flower is the lotus, and the lotus heart is the seed. 'Buddha lotus seed' means the most important person in Tantric Buddhism, that is, the reincarnated soul boy."

"This……"

"In fact, his identity is not a secret. If you randomly pick a commoner in Lhasa, they may know that 'Folianzi' is the reincarnated soul boy." Boren said sarcastically, "It's just that you are too stupid and don't understand Tibetan, so I have been keeping you in the dark. If you had known earlier that 'Folianzi' was the living Buddha, you wouldn't have been so surprised when you entered the secret room."

"This is impossible." Tang Cong shook his head in disbelief. "Absolutely impossible. Ren Wuya wants Buddha lotus seeds as a medicine guide, but he is clearly a living person... How can he be a medicine guide? This is ridiculous!"

"Is he a medicine lead or not? I have no interest in that." Boren sneered, "My mission is only to bring him back to Yulong Palace. Well, you already know everything you should and shouldn't know. Now you can go on your journey with peace of mind..."

"Wait a moment!"

Before Boren could kill Tang Cong, the monk suddenly said, "Donor, even ants are greedy for life. Can you be merciful and let him live?"

Hearing this, Boren's eyes moved and he said sarcastically, "What? You want to save him? Your belief that 'life and death are determined by fate, life is death, and death is life', isn't it just nonsense?"

"Life and death are unpredictable, and there is a destiny." The monk looked at Tang Cong, who was full of despair. I don't know why? He was always calm, but at this moment, tears welled up in his eyes. He sighed with compassion, "I know that I can't change my fate, but since fate has allowed me to meet you, I will do my best to reduce the hatred between you. Donor, if you kill him in this life, he will kill you in the next life. The law of nature is clear, and cause and effect are cyclical. Why bother? If you don't give up, I am willing to use my life to exchange for Tang's life. I hope you will fulfill your wish."

The monk's words not only stunned Boren, but also surprised Tang Cong.

"Little monk, are you crazy? What nonsense are you talking about?" Tang Cong yelled, "What's the joy of living, and what's the pain of dying? I've been wandering around the world for decades, with my head on my belt every day, knowing that this day will come sooner or later. I'm not afraid of death, and I don't need you to die for me!" Maybe he was moved by the sincerity of the little monk and Tang Cong, but a hint of hesitation flashed in Boren's cold eyes.

"donor……"

"No need to say more." Boren interrupted resolutely, "I may not kill him myself, but I will never let him go. How about... this!"

Before he finished speaking, Boren suddenly swung the blade, and several streams of energy shot out from the blade in an instant, cutting all the tendons in Tang Cong's hands and feet.

The excruciating pain caused Tang Cong to let out a heart-wrenching wail. At the same time, a layer of fine beads of sweat quickly appeared on his forehead.

Strands of bright red blood flowed out from Tang Cong's arms and legs, and in the blink of an eye had gathered into a pool of blood under Tang Cong.

"It's a sin! It's a sin! Donor, you..."

"shut up!"

Boren interrupted the monk's exhortation, knocked him unconscious with a palm, and then put him into a bamboo basket and carried him on his back.

Boren walked up to Tang Cong and said indifferently: "I leave your life and death to God. If you don't want to bleed to death, pray that Liu Xunyi can come to Tianrong Temple to save you as soon as possible."

After saying this, Boren raised a sly smile and walked out of the hall carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

"and many more!"

Tang Cong endured the severe pain in his hands and feet, and asked tremblingly: "Let me die knowing clearly, who are you?"

Facing Tang Cong's questioning, Boren just stood quietly at the door, neither looking back nor saying a word.

"I'm not smart, but I'm not stupid either." Tang Cong grinned like crazy, "Actually... you're not Boren at all, right?"

“You should have heard of my name before,” Boren replied without turning his head.

"you……"

"Remember my name, and never say it wrong before the King of Hell. I am 'Nine Lives No Return', Jian Zhong!"

……

Half a month ago.

To the west of Lhasa City, there is the Bajiao Pharmacy.

In the wind and snow, a man wearing a straw hat and a raincoat came from afar, looking dusty.

He entered the Bagua Pharmacy as if he were at home. Without waiting for anyone to greet him, he sat down at the broken table by the wall and leisurely poured himself a cup of hot tea.

At this time, a middle-aged man in his forties was standing behind the counter. He was not good-looking and was extremely ugly.

Before the middle-aged man could come forward to ask, the uninvited guest spoke first: "Mr. Ding San from Tianshan sent me here to find the owner of the Bajiao Pharmacy, Boren."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and then an indescribable look of ecstasy appeared in his eyes.

He rolled and crawled out of the counter, his eyebrows flying with excitement, his hands dancing with joy, his voice unable to conceal the immense excitement in his heart, and he quickly agreed: "Five years! Five whole years! I have finally waited for you. Master Ding San has instructed that as long as I help you accomplish your great task, I can leave Tubo and return to the Central Plains. That's great! It's really great! Haha..."

"Since you know I will come, you should know why I am here." The uninvited guest said calmly, "Where is the Buddha Lotus Seed? How can I get it?"

"In reply to your question, the Buddha Lotus Seed is actually the reincarnated soul boy, that is, the living living Buddha of Tibet. However, he is now imprisoned in a secret room of the Potala Palace by the Eight Kings of Tibet, and it is difficult for him to be freed." Boren replied hurriedly, "Don't worry! I have already found out that on the first day of the first lunar month, the Potala Palace will hold a pilgrimage ceremony. At that time, the Eight Kings will gather, open the secret room, and invite the living Buddha out."

"How can I sneak into the Potala Palace?"

"Northern Gada League!" Boren introduced all at once as if to take credit, "In order to recruit good players to join the Northern Gada League, the Tibetan King Codan opened a Tibetan King Fighting Arena in the east of the city. As long as you can win ten games in a row, you will be valued by Codan. On the first day of the first lunar month, you can enter the Potala Palace naturally. Hehe..."

"Hearing is worse than meeting. Why don't you take me to see it? And tell me about the Eight Kings of Tubo."

"No problem, young man, just ask. I will tell you everything I know. Haha..." Boren smiled and nodded to the uninvited guest, doing his best to flatter him.

"Boss Boren, please lead the way."

"No problem! No problem! Hey hey... May I ask what your name is, young man?"

"My name is Jian Zhong."

"Oh! It's Young Master Jian. My apologies! My apologies!"

"You have lived alone in Loxos for five years?"

"There was an old man in the pharmacy before, but he caught a cold last winter and died. Young Master Jian, there are many strange stories in Luoshui City. I will tell you slowly in the next two days."

"Thank you!"

"Of course I am! Of course I am! Hehe..."

……

(End of this chapter)