Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant - Chapter 2452: 219: Born of the Same Root_3

Capítulo 2452: Chapter 219: Born of the Same Root_3

“Buddha Tianyin?”

The monk’s face was peaceful and broad, with a tranquil demeanor. He wore extremely simple monk’s robes and ordinary cloth shoes, looking no different from the most ordinary old monk. Only his eyes, one a deep black and the other a blue-green, were particularly striking as he slowly glanced around.

The two stopped almost face to face across a stretch of Perfume Sea, and at this moment, as if sensing something, they slightly raised their heads and looked at him.

Apart from the attire, his facial features were exactly the same as Buddha Tianyin!

Wang Ba suddenly felt a tremor in his soul, an inexplicable suspicion in his heart.

Buddha Tianyin was supposed to be in Miaojue Temple at the mountain’s summit, so why was there another Tianyin here?

As these doubts filled his mind, the monk opposite him looked at him, a strange hue flickering in his eyes, and then slowly spoke:

“Are you True Man Taiyi?”

In that instant, Wang Ba’s heart filled with terror!

…

“It’s best to keep the empowerment ceremony simple, there’s no need for extravagance…”

“Also, after I pass away, the Reincarnation Pool must be carefully looked after, don’t let Kong Zen mess around. Yan Poluo, this task must still be entrusted to you.”

Miaojue Temple, inside the Grand Hall.

Buddha Tianyin sat in the center, instructing the monks before him, like a father about to embark on a long journey, still not assured of his children at home.

The monks inside the hall showed little sadness.

The matter of the Buddha’s passing had long been decided, and they were already prepared. Now it was merely a matter of arranging specific details, so they just listened quietly without speaking.

Only Yan Poluo, upon hearing Buddha Tianyin’s instructions to him, appeared thoughtful, as if wanting to speak but swallowing his words after glancing at the surrounding monks.

Buddha Tianyin noticed but continued smilingly instructing the monks around.

At that moment, he suddenly felt something, turned slightly, and looked outside the temple toward Wang Ba and Kong Zen halfway up the Sumeru Mountain.

Sensing the somewhat unfamiliar yet prominently distinctive aura of Earth, Fire, Water, and Wind in Wang Ba’s Primordial Spirit, his gaze fell on Wang Ba, then on Kong Zen, with a subtle mix of complexity and expectation in his eyes.

He then slowly withdrew his gaze, continuing to give earnest instructions to the monks in the hall.

Until Yan Poluo finally couldn’t help but speak:

“Buddha Lord, although your foundation is injured, there’s still some time before… passing away. Why make arrangements so early?”

“Moreover, Kong Zen is still too immature. Wouldn’t it be better if you wait until he gains more experience, and then…”

Upon hearing Yan Poluo’s words, Buddha Tianyin chuckled lightly, shaking his head:

“Indeed there is still some time, but others may not wait for you. Who knows when he might just…”

At this moment, Buddha Tianyin suddenly paused.

As if sensing something, he looked outside, seemingly seeing something, his expression turned a bit complex, and he sighed softly:

“He has come after all.”

With that, he slowly stood up, and under the somewhat astonished gazes of Yan Poluo and others, he gently stepped forward, silently traversing the distance between the hall and the outside of the temple.

He appeared over the Perfume Sea outside Miaojue Temple on Sumeru Mountain.

He looked down at the old monk standing halfway up the mountainside, facing True Man Taiyi across the ‘sea’.

The old monk seemed to sense it too, raised his head, and looked at him.

A smile appeared on his lips:

“Tianyin, we meet again.”

Wang Ba, who was coming down the mountain on the opposite side of Perfume Sea, was shocked upon hearing this!

Without a moment’s hesitation, the Dao Domain and rules sealed within him broke through in an instant, and his figure floated up and landed at a distance.

He fixed his gaze closely on the old monk who resembled Buddha Tianyin and couldn’t help but look at the solemn, alert Buddha Tianyin above. At this moment, even if he were dense, he would’ve realized, and his mood plummeted:

“Could it be, he is… the Tianshang Buddha!?”

At this moment, Buddha Tianyin in midair also had a complex expression, slowly raising his hand, clasping his palms together toward the old monk who looked just like him, lowering his head, and in Wang Ba’s astonished gaze, softly said:

“Tianyin… greets the original self.”