Exodus Tales

  Exodus Tales……

  When Wei Xiao Bei saw the old monk’s status, he couldn’t help being stunned.

  Wei Xiao Bei did not think that it was strange for the other party to be a 2-Star Elite Creature.

  Just the sturdiness of the old monk’s body, visible under his gown was enough to restrict Wei Xiao Bei from treating the other party as just a 66-year-old man.

  As the master of the Dharma Palace, he should be called the palace chief. If he had entered the temple at the age of 8 years old, then he had been there for 58 years. Being only a 2-Star Elite Creature would be considered low. It was still considered normal, in terms of status attributes.

  However, the problem was that it was the first time Wei Xiao Bei had seen someone else with so many skills other than him.

  Most of the skills were unfathomable, greater heights, and perfection. Out of the 12 skills, not one of them was below perfection!

  In truth, the old monk’s attributes might not have been much, but once he activated all his skills, his fighting strength would not be weaker than a normal 3-Star Creature. It could be even stronger!

  Comparing himself to the old monk, Wei Xiao Bei felt as if he was not working hard enough.

  The thing that attracted Wei Xiao Bei’s attention the most was the old monk’s description.

  It said that Shi Yong Ping was afflicted by the Inner Devil’s Curse.

  No matter how Wei Xiao Bei thought about it, he could not understand how someone in the real world could be afflicted by something like the Inner Devil’s Curse.

  The only reason for this might be that the old monk might have entered the Dust World and had been carelessly afflicted by the Inner Devil’s Curse!

  Just like that, it was now understandable how the old monk was aware of such matters of the Dust World.

  This also made it understandable how he knew Wei Xiao Bei could enter the Dust World. After all, with how Wei Xiao Bei’s reputation rose, the old monk only needed to hear the information and from there could easily analyze the situation.

  “Since Reverend could enter the Dust World, there should be no need to ask me.”


  Wei Xiao Bei composed himself and immediately asked back.

  “This poor monk has been afflicted by the Inner Devil’s Curse. Once I enter the Dust World, the curse would activate.”


  Being asked a question, Shi Yong Ping was not as surprised as Wei Xiao Bei and smiled bitterly.

  At this time, the two people had already relaxed in front of each other. Since they both knew that the other party could enter the Dust World, they were a lot friendlier to each other.

  In the next period of time, Wei Xiao Bei understood a few things from Shi Yong Ping.

  The amount of time from which Shi Yong Ping had entered the Dust World was not long; according to him, it was less than a year.

  From this, Wei Xiao Bei could understand that the other party’s skills represented hard work. Naturally, after entering the Dust World, there would’ve been big improvements as well, but since a monk is merciful in nature, he wouldn’t be too keen to kill monsters.

  However, it was impossible not to kill at all.

  Buddhism had its moments where even Gods would get angry.

  No matter how much Shi Yong Ping followed the Buddhist doctrine, it would be impossible for him to not act when facing a monster in the Dust World.

  When Shi Yong Ping entered the Dust World, he was not the only one dragged in, but his disciple, Shi Yan Kun was too.

  As for their experiences in the Dust World, Shi Yong Ping did not say much and only placed emphasis on his disciple.

  He separated from Shi Yan Kun when he encountered an ambush by the Devil.

  After Shi Yong Ping failed to find him, he returned to the real world, but Shi Yan Kun did not return at all.

  When Shi Yong Ping once again entered the Dust World, he was accidentally cursed by the Devil and his heart’s internal Devil flared up.

  Afterward, he was no longer able to enter the Dust World anymore.

  No, he dared not to.

  The reason was simple. Once he entered the Dust World, the Inner Devil’s Curse would activate and his inner devil would flare up again. Shi Yong Ping did not say how this effect worked, but from his expression, Wei Xiao Bei knew that it was not a good thing.

  Just like that, Shi Yong Ping decided to invite Wei Xiao Bei and ask for his help after finding out that there was a chance that Wei Xiao Bei could enter the Dust World.

  In response to Shi Yong Ping’s request, Wei Xiao Bei pondered for a bit and agreed in the end, but he did not say that he would commit to it.

  After all, it had already been three months since Shi Yan Kun had disappeared.

  In a normal situation, even if he had fainted, he should have left the Dust World in an hour.

  On the other hand, there were two possibilities why he could not leave the Dust World.

  The first was that he was dead. The other was a bit more troublesome. According to Shi Yong Ping’s description, the Devil from Buddhist teachings, and according to what Wei Xiao Bei had read from light novels and seen from television, there was a possibility that he had been controlled by the Devil.

  Although Wei Xiao Bei had not seen the devil that Shi Yong Ping described, he had encountered the strange clone of the Demon of Sixth Heaven back in Thailand’s Dust World.

  Things with the word Devil and Demon attached were not good signs.

  The old man’s [Unmovable Zen heart] was capable of resisting against various luring techniques, and weakening attacks to the mind and soul, but he had still been afflicted by the Inner Devil’s Curse. No matter what was said, Shi Yan Kun could not have been stronger than his master.

  Thus, Wei Xiao Bei could only try his best.

  Shi Yong Ping might have also thought of this problem, but he did not insist on it. He only asked Wei Xiao Bei to ascertain if Shi Yan Kun’s was alive or dead. Even if he was dead, Shi Yong Ping still needed to know.

  Seeing Shi Yong Ping in sorrow, Wei Xiao Bei could not help but sigh.

  No matter how profound the old monk’s Dharma was, Shi Yan Kun should have been his long time disciple. Their relationship was not meant to be a simple one.

  Naturally, Wei Xiao Bei would also not easily give up on asking for benefits. Thus, he was the first to raise the plan of entering the Sutra Depository Pavillion.

  After all, when he thought about the matter of the Devil, he felt that entering the Dust World this time would be troublesome. Thus, being able to take a look inside the Sutra Depository Pavillion would be of some help.

  Shi Yong Ping did not make things difficult for Wei Xiao Bei and did just as he previously said. It had been so long since Shi Yan Kun disappeared so time was not rushed.

  Wei Xiao Bei did not return back to the hotel and stayed in the Dharma Palace.

  Hearing that the young expert had come over, let alone the martial monks of the Dharma Palace, other martial monks from different palaces also came over, attempting to exchange blows with him.

  Wei Xiao Bei understood this kind of thing. After all, there was a reason the word martial was attached to how they were called. Although they learned Buddhist Doctrines, their martial arts composition was also on the heavy side. Additionally, these monks who practiced martial arts were mostly staying for a lifetime. There were many young ones who were eager to win, causing this situation.

  Naturally, the Dharma Palace had its own chief, so they did not dare act reckless and only asked to spar and compare notes in martial arts.

  On the other hand, Wei Xiao Bei would not reject it. If he did reject it, he would look down on himself, let alone being looked down upon by these martial monks.

  Naturally, this comparison of notes could not be done randomly. It was impossible for Wei Xiao Bei to spar with every single one of them.

  In the end, it was Shi Yong Ping who came out to set the guidelines.

  Dharma, Arhat, Prajna, and Discipline. All four palaces would pick two people to spar with Wei Xiao Bei.

  Hearing Shi Yong Ping’s words, every martial monk felt a bit awkward.

  With two people for every palace, it was a total of eight people, making it seem as though it was a tactic of tiring out the opponent.

  However, whether it was Shi Yong Ping or Wei Xiao Bei, neither paid any mind to this problem.

  After sparring 8 rounds, Wei Xiao Bei naturally won all eight, leaving the monks all stupefied.

  On the other hand, Wei Xiao Bei felt that he had benefited from this. These martial monks were truly worthy of being called Shaolin monks. Their martial learning was quite deep. Moreover, Wei Xiao Bei noticed that the four palaces each had their own focus.

  Among them, the Arhat Palace focused on fist techniques such as Guangminquan, or Qixingquan.

  On the other hand, the Prajna Palace focused on palm techniques and relied mainly on grabbing.

  The Discipline Palace focused on capturing techniques. After all, the Discipline Palace were specialized in handling people who violated the rules, making it necessary for them to know how to catch people.

  As for the Dharma Palace, they focused on finger techniques, with the most famous being the One-Finger Zen. It is said that it could cross the air and injure people.

  Naturally, the two young monks of the Dhamra Palace had not yet reached this level. As for whether Shi Yong Ping could do this or not, Wei Xiao Bei could never ask him.

  Naturally, in addition to finger techniques, the Dharma Palace also had the only sword technique of the Shaolin 72 Consummate Arts, the Dharma Sword.

  However, this spar did not include weapons. Just like that, the young monks of the Dharma Palace were not able to display them at all.

  No matter what was said, the ones who lost accepted their defeat. Some even prepared to have a chat with him. Unfortunately, Shi Yong Ping immediately sent them back.

  Wei Xiao Bei did not regret this. After all, Shi Yong Ping had already applied for him to enter the Sutra Depository Pavillion and the Prajna Palace had already accepted the application for seven days.

  Wei Xiao Bei was unable to contain his excitement at being allowed to enter the Pavillion starting from the following day for seven days.