Sect: Starting with Comprehending Thunder Skill Chapter 1478 619: Buddhist Sect's Probe, Vicious Plot

Of course the Golden Wheel Dharma King was willing to pass on the first three volumes of the scripture to others.

But the later parts could not be casually transmitted, especially the last few volumes—those were Golden Wheel Temple's untransmittable secrets. If someone obtained them and successfully completed cultivation…

Then at that time, who would be the orthodox lineage?

That would be hard to say!

Moreover, if they were passed into other temples and factions of the Buddhist Sect, that would not be a good thing either.

Don't be fooled by the fact that everyone flies the Buddhist banner to muddle along; they all have different origins—Zen Sect, Esoteric Sect, Pure Land Sect, Lotus Sutra Sect, Tiantai Sect…

The Buddhist Sect's system is so vast it is beyond counting.

It is absolutely far more complicated than the three teachings of the Profound Sect.

Besides these monk-lineage systems, there are also the Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons, the various great Pure Lands, the Thirty-Three Heavens…

If the Buddhist Sect's qi fortune is taken as one hundred, then all its branches share that one hundred. How much each gets depends on the strength of each Sect.

The big pot cannot be enlarged in a short time, so all that's left is internal struggle and snatching.

The Buddhist forces on Celestial Wave Star are but a drop in the Vast Sea of the Buddhist Sect, yet they inherit the ancient struggle. Even if there is no longer fighting between Vajras, Arhats, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas, those below are still accustomed to this kind of competition.

Golden Wheel Temple would rather let outsiders get their scriptures cheaply than allow even the slightest drip of them to flow into other branches!

This was the bottom line!

"Fellow Daoist Xuan Xiao, within a hundred years we shall not enter the East Sea—this poor monk can agree to that. But the Buddha Bone Relic…"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King began to haggle.

"What's this? Dharma King can't bear to part with it?"

Master Xuan Xiao let out a cold laugh. "If not for the fact that Golden Wheel Temple and my Celestial Net Dao Sect have had no past enmity, this poor Daoist would already have ground Hui Ye's bones to ash today!"

"Enough. Since Fellow Daoist Xuan Xiao insists, this poor monk shall follow your words."

The Golden Wheel Dharma King was silent for a moment, then finally sighed deeply. "As for the first term—our Golden Wheel Temple can at most provide you with four volumes of scripture, not a single one more! If you wish to fight, our Golden Wheel Temple is not afraid of your Celestial Net Dao Sect."

"This is what was left behind when our temple's 'Many-Leaved Vajra' passed into nirvana. Today I present it to Fellow Daoist."

He flicked his sleeve, and a Sariputra of dazzling Golden Light slowly floated out, Buddha Light shining everywhere, Buddhist Chanting echoing in waves.

Here, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was playing a little trick. That Sariputra truly was left by a Vajra, but the power within it had long since been almost completely consumed.

It was already less than one in a thousand!

A flash of satisfaction passed through Master Xuan Xiao's eyes. He reached out to receive the relic, carefully sensed it, then nodded. "Good! Dharma King is indeed straightforward."

He raised his hand with a wave, and the Milky Way of the Nine Heavens scattered, revealing Hui Ye the monk imprisoned below.

At this moment Hui Ye's face was pale, his aura withered. He had clearly already been suppressed by the Celestial Net Dao Sect with a Secret Technique.

"Master…"

Seeing the Golden Wheel Dharma King, guilt surfaced in his eyes.

"Let's go."

The Golden Wheel Dharma King glanced at him without saying much, merely speaking blandly.

Hui Ye lowered his head, not daring to speak more, silently following behind the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Master Xuan Xiao watched the two depart, the corner of his mouth curling slightly as he muttered to himself, "The Buddhist Sect… in the end still couldn't hold back."

He turned, took a single step, and his figure vanished into the Void.

At the same time, the war on Celestial Net Island was finally tamped down under negotiations between the high-levels of both sides.

On the Spiritual Boat a thousand miles away from Celestial Net Island, feeling the sea surface becoming calm, Li Yunjing and the others finally let out a slight breath of relief.

"Looks like the Celestial Net Dao Sect and Golden Wheel Temple have temporarily reached an agreement. We've escaped a calamity."

Yue Wuya wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still shaken.

"It may not be a good thing."

Li Yunjing's brows were tightly furrowed as he spoke in a low voice.

"Hm?"

Yue Wuya was taken aback.

"If Golden Wheel Temple and the Celestial Net Dao Sect went to war, my Shenxiao Dao Sect could then sleep easy."

Li Yunjing said in a deep voice, "Unfortunately, when behemoth powers go to war, they are extremely cautious and must weigh too many factors. Those two sides are like a reed stalk facing a wolf—each afraid of the other!"

"That does make sense!"

Yue Wuya froze, then reacted and nodded repeatedly.

"The Buddhist Sect has always kept itself hidden from the world, yet now it suddenly intervenes in East Sea affairs, even going so far as to spend a Heavy Treasure to ransom someone. They must have a scheme."

Li Yunjing continued his deductions. "And the Celestial Net Dao Sect seems to have gained the advantage, but in fact may already have been drawn into a far greater whirlpool."

"Fellow Daoist Li means… the East Sea is still going to fall into chaos?"

At these words, Yue Wuya's face changed slightly. "Right now the two sides don't dare turn hostile, they just have scruples on each end and don't dare make a move?"

"That's about the size of it."

Li Yunjing slowly nodded. "You cling to one corner and don't know the situation. It's not just the East Sea—the whole world is in strife everywhere. The entire pattern of Celestial Wave Star is likely to be completely reshaped."

"We must leave as quickly as possible."

He raised his head, gazing into the distance, his eyes deep. "Only by returning to the Sect and having the Sect's protection can we truly sleep soundly!"

"Very well! We'll advance at full speed!"

Yue Wuya took a deep breath and nodded heavily.

The Spiritual Boat broke through the mist, sailing toward more distant Sea Regions.

And behind them, on the horizon of the East Sea, dark clouds were faintly gathering, as if heralding a storm that would sweep across the world, about to descend…

A month later, the Spiritual Boat was speeding across the boundless ocean. Li Yunjing stood at the prow, his gaze solemnly fixed on the distance.

Suddenly, his brows knitted, and he said in a low voice, "Something's wrong."

"What is it?"

Yue Wuya hurriedly stepped forward.

"The sea surface is too quiet."

Li Yunjing spoke in a deep tone. "Ghost Fog Sea is always perilous, yet along the way we haven't encountered even a single Sea Demon."

"Could it be… that something's happened here?"

Hearing this, Yue Wuya's face changed.

Out at sea, this kind of situation is exactly what one fears most!