Chapter 1576: Chapter 1576

Long Fei glanced at the Little Kirin, who was acting like a little adult, crossing its legs with a proud, detached demeanor.

Long Fei laughed and asked him, "Leaving this world, can you bear to leave your grandpa and grandma?"

The Little Kirin continued its act, "Watching flowers bloom and fall in the courtyard with equanimity, observing clouds rising and dispersing in the sky with indifference. The arising and fading of connections, flowers blooming and withering, are like the ebb and flow of tides, nothing more than four words."

Long Fei listened to the little guy and found it quite reasonable, chuckling as he asked, "Which four words?"

"See through, let go!"

The Little Kirin said those four words quite profoundly, truly like an otherworldly sage who has seen through worldly affairs.

Long Fei carefully contemplated these four words, "See through, let go!"

He suddenly slammed on the brakes, staring back at the Little Kirin, "Have you been secretly listening to someone talk about Buddhism?"

The Little Kirin felt awkward and touched its head, stubbornly defending itself, "This is my own understanding, okay?"

"Understand my foot!"

Long Fei scolded with a darkened expression, "Stop daydreaming every day. You’re a disciple of my Daoist Sect, don’t let Buddhist disciples fill your head with nonsense in the future. What good is seeing through and letting go if they can even let go of humanity, turning into a useless stone?"

The Little Kirin chuckled, "Dad, do you really have such a deep bias against the Buddhist Sect?"

Long Fei said seriously, "You better tell the truth, which bastard told you these things?"

He was frustrated inside, not expecting someone to undermine him, even daring to mess with his son.

The Little Kirin, seeing him scowl, didn’t dare to lie and said honestly, "It was a very beautiful lady, cultivating at the Temple of Spiritual Mountain in our Binhai West Mountain. She also said she wanted to meet you too?"

Long Fei’s mind turned, trying to recall this Spiritual Mountain County, finally remembering when he was undercover by Gao Wushan’s side.

Gao Wushan frequently went to a temple in Spiritual Mountain County to worship Buddha. At that time, he had seen a little nun there.

This little nun seemed to be called Fengling.

Long Fei asked the Little Kirin, "What’s her dharma name?"

The Little Kirin replied, "Fengling, the wind of Feng, the bell of Ling, sounds nice, right?"

Long Fei smirked, initially intending to visit Su Yiyi, but now he promptly turned the steering wheel towards West Mountain.

The Little Kirin, seeing him , worriedly exclaimed, "Dad, you won’t cause trouble for her, will you?"

Long Fei scoffed, "Someone undermines me, and you think I’ll just put on a smiling face?"

The Little Kirin quickly assured, "Dad, I did discuss Buddhist Law with the lady, but I wasn’t swayed by it, alright? Please, calm down, with your age, don’t be so impulsive, okay?"

Long Fei lashed out, flooring the accelerator, driving the Audi Q5 at a speed of 260 km/h.

When encountering traffic, they simply flew over it.

The Little Kirin rubbed its head, speechless.

In just half an hour, they had crossed West Mountain and arrived at the entrance of the Temple of Spiritual Mountain.

The temple, located on coal slag, had one side of the mountain covered in black coal dust.

As soon as Long Fei’s car stopped, the mountain bells echoed loudly.

The temple gates opened, and an old monk came out with others, as if knowing in advance that Long Fei would arrive.

Long Fei glanced at the Little Kirin behind him, who quickly waved his hands, "It wasn’t me, I didn’t leak the news."

"A bit of skill, huh!"

Long Fei got out of the car with him, wearing sunglasses, looking carefree, and walked towards the old monk.

The disciples behind exchanged glances, clearly surprised.

The old monk clasped his hands with a calm expression, bowed to Long Fei and said, "Amitabha, welcome Daoist, apologies for not greeting you sooner, pardon us, pardon us!"

The monks behind were displeased, thinking their master’s stance was too humble.

He even came to the gate to welcome them, yet he said he hadn’t greeted them sooner!

Long Fei held his son’s hand and said directly, "Cut the hypocrisy, old monk. I haven’t offended your Buddhist Sect, have I? Why mess with my son? He’s so young, and you’re indoctrinating him with this ’letting go’ Buddhist law? Will you take responsibility if my son can’t find a wife in the future?"

The Little Kirin chuckled, really impressed by his dad!

Despite being the Sect Master, he looked like a ruffian coming to fight.

The old monk’s expression didn’t change, he simply said, "Fate comes and goes, everything has its destiny. Your son’s affinity with Buddhism was not arranged by me; it was he who was drawn to Buddhist Law."

Long Fei waved his hand, "Alright, alright, I can’t argue with you. I just want to tell you to stay away from my son in the future. Whoever has this thought, I advise you to dismiss it quickly."

The old monk chuckled, "Why does the Daoist say this? Don’t you know that you yourself have a Buddhist artifact on you? It’s not others attracting your son, it is you, Daoist, that’s drawing him."

Long Fei raised an eyebrow, suddenly remembering the Bodhi Seed in his Storage Ring.

This thing was a chance encounter; Long Fei acquired it at an auction, and he learned a set of Buddhist secret techniques at the time.

But Long Fei always remained cautious of this opportunity, fearing he’d become a piece on some great figure’s chessboard.

Now it seemed, the relationship with the Buddhist Sect was undeniable.

The old monk turned and gestured for him to come in and sit down to talk.

Since he was already here, Long Fei wasn’t afraid to enter this lion’s den.

He took the Little Kirin with him, following the old monk inside, and sat in a side room of the main hall.

A young, beautiful little nun came up, serving tea to Long Fei and the old monk.

As she was about to leave, the old monk stopped her.

The Little Kirin sneakily exchanged a glance with this little nun, then looked at his father, worried that his father would scold her.

His father simply gazed at the little nun and asked, "Are you the one teaching my son about Buddhism?"

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Long Fei took a sip of tea and said to the old monk, "Is there anything else, master?"

The old monk clasped his hands and said, "Daoist already knows, why ask me further? My disciple has a connection with you; I request that you take her with you this time, to form a good karmic bond."

Long Fei chuckled, "Monk, you’re really scheming. You let your disciple lure my son just to catch a free ride, didn’t you?"

The old monk calmly replied, "Daoist jests. This is the Buddha’s will; it’s the Buddha drawing you here to take my disciple, Daoist. If you don’t believe me, you can take out that item of connection and see for yourself."

Their conversation was bizarre, making Fengling and the Little Kirin feel dizzy, as if caught in a cloud.

Long Fei took out the Bodhi Bead from his Storage Ring, beside which was a Nascent Soul, that of the Songshan Patriarch.

The Bodhi Bead remained, but the Nascent Soul of the Songshan Patriarch flew over to Fengling’s head.

With a Buddhist chant, the Songshan Patriarch dissipated his mystical skills completely, giving all the energy in the Nascent Soul to Fengling.

Fengling was surprised, her whole body enveloped in a golden glow, illuminating the room.

Buddhist cultivation of the Golden Body, but the Songshan Patriarch practiced with a Nascent Soul, using Daoist methods to cultivate Buddhism, eventually met with doom, dying at Long Fei’s hands.

Long Fei kept his Nascent Soul with the Bodhi Bead, originally intending for the Bodhi Bead to convert the Songshan Patriarch.

It turned out that the Patriarch’s opportunity was here.

His entire life of cultivation ultimately became a wedding dress for this little nun; truly, in the unseen realm, there is divine destiny!