C192 Song of Lascivious Ring

When it comes to the word monk, it's like a myth, where the word monk is, there's a cause, there's a fruit, a thought of life, a thought of death!

It was said that the Sonic Monk entered the Dao at the age of three, broke through to Guiyuan at the age of four, broke through to the Imperial Sea Stage at the age of five, and at the age of eight, he transformed into a man of ten evils with his own strength, and successfully stepped into the Sea Harmony Stage.

Now, the fifteen year old Sonic Monk's cultivation was even more unfathomable. At such a young age, he had become an influential figure in the World Sea. After that, he paid a visit to the four super powers of the World Sea, and defeated those at the same cultivation level in one fell swoop. He had created another legend.

At this point, the name of the World Sea's Buddha Ocean had once again spread across the World Sea. It led everyone to the Buddha Ocean to worship the Buddha, in order to absorb the supreme essence of the Buddha Ocean.

However, later on, there was also a rumor that when the Sonic Monk broke into a forbidden area in the World Sea, he was restricted by the forbidden area and would never be able to come out.

Some people even speculated that he was already dead. Another theory was that the Sonic Monk had successfully obtained the karma of heaven and earth at his young age, and was no longer in this world.

However, no matter what the rumor was, it was an existence that all living beings could never hope to reach. According to the people's word of mouth, the Sonic Monk was like a legend.

As for where the Sonic Monk went, the people of the World Sea's Buddha Sea didn't give a reasonable explanation. It seemed that they were deliberately avoiding it, but it also seemed that they weren't worried about the Sonic Monk's death at all.

There was also an even more absurd explanation. The Sonic Monk fell into the sea of people again for the sake of the person he loved. It was all for the sake of completing his unfinished marriage in the sea of people, and to pursue a deeper Buddhist Dharma.

Of course, this rumor was denied. How could an eminent monk give up his cultivation for the sake of a woman in the mortal world? He would become an inconspicuous speck of dust among all the living beings in the world.

Amidst the discussions of the crowd, not too far away, an eight-year-old young man was quietly listening to all of this. He seemed to be somewhat moved, and for some reason, he also felt that the person everyone was talking about was very similar to him.

However, he didn't know why he had this type of thought. Perhaps it was just an illusion.

"Lust Ring, let's go." A voice sounded, disrupting the youth's train of thought.

When the crowd heard the word 'syllable', they immediately turned around. However, what they saw was an old monk dragging a little fellow behind him. He was so inconspicuous in the crowd.

"Hey, there are quite a number of people with the same name." Then, the crowd continued their myth while the old monk and the little kid slowly disappeared from everyone's sight.

Not long after the two of them left, somewhere in the valley of Peiqi, three stunning eyes suddenly opened. They were like a pair of ink eyes that could see through the world, searching for something in the entire Page Canyon.

"He has appeared? !" One of them said in shock.

"It should be him. That aura is something that mortals don't possess." The person beside him was also incomparably shocked.

"However, there seems to be a kind of restriction in Page Canyon. Even our Eye of Eon can't see through it." The moment they felt that aura, they searched the entire valley.

However, they discovered that the valley wasn't as simple as they thought.

"As long as we find him, we'll consider ourselves to have obtained a peerless treasure. As for the rest, don't worry about it." One of them ordered.

The two of them nodded in agreement. In these eight years, they had never stopped searching. As long as they could find him, they would be able to find the path to becoming a god.

"What? Do you feel that it's very magical? I'm just here to show you how lively it is. Don't cause trouble for me." The old monk looked at the eight-year-old child and warned him.

"Alright, I got it." The child nodded.

He had been by the old monk's side ever since he was born. Although he had beaten and scolded him, he knew in his heart that he still loved him. It was just that he had never been willing to tell him who he really was.

Perhaps it was just as the monk grandfather had said, he was truly a child no one wanted!

The child had always followed Grandpa Monk, wandering and drifting about. Although he wasn't full, and his clothes weren't warm, with Grandpa Monk around, he had always felt very happy.

"Work hard. Believe in yourself. You can be as powerful as them. Remember that?" The old monk knocked on the lascivious ring's small head again.

The name Lascivious Ring was given to him by the old monk. It was for the sake of not being fooled by a woman. When he was ten years old, he shaved his head and became a true Buddhist disciple.

However, he didn't want to be a monk. For some reason, he felt that it was his destiny to be a monk, but it wasn't what he wanted.

"Alright." Lascivious Ring nodded his head, feeling wronged. He had already put in a lot of effort. Every time the monk grandpa gave him something, he would learn it very quickly.

However, he had never taught himself, like Hee Cheng, how to make a Martial Cultivator. He only taught him some zither, chess, painting, and some music that he couldn't understand.

However, when he saw these music and special symbols, he couldn't help but like them. They were far more likable than cultivation.

He wasn't very clear about the cultivation base of the monk's grandfather. He couldn't see through it, but he hadn't made any progress at all.

He had been stuck at the fifth level of the Initial Qi Stage, and hadn't made any progress. The monk had never urged him to cultivate, and had only been practicing the zither, chess, and painting.

He didn't understand. When he was ten years old, he was already a monk. Why did he teach him the zither, chess, and painting? Could it be that the monk also needed to understand the zither, chess, and painting?

Ever since he was two years old, he had been practicing the zither, chess, and painting. It was as if he felt that he had almost mastered all the musical notes.

However, every time, the monk's grandfather wasn't very satisfied. He would always let him practice again. Just like that, he would practice the same musical notes year after year.

This time, when he came to Page Canyon, he heard from the monk grandfather that he would meet a benefactor of his life. From now on, he wouldn't have to follow him anymore.

He was very unhappy. Even if the monk grandfather didn't treat him well, he was the only one who had accompanied him for so many years. He didn't want to leave.

Slowly, the two of them left the edge of the valley and headed towards the depths of the Page Canyon. Gradually, the number of demonic beasts increased.

Lascivious Ring followed closely behind the monk grandpa, because when he saw those demonic beasts, they automatically avoided him, and didn't dare to advance even half a step.

Just like that, in the depths of the valley where the demonic beasts roamed freely, two figures appeared. They seemed so lonely, yet so prominent.

An old man and a young man were slowly walking forward. The demonic beasts on both sides acted as if they didn't see them. They allowed the two of them to pass by them, but they didn't attack.