“Sword Lunatic, look at this child's smile. Doesn't it look a bit familiar?” the Great Ancestor of the Danji Sect asked, staring at Lu Ming as he stroked his beard.
Sword Lunatic nodded in agreement. “Now that you mention it, that smile really does have a sense of familiarity to it...”
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At this moment, Abbot Zhiyuan, who had come forward to welcome them, saw Lu Ming, and his pupils constricted!
Why did the Qingshan Sect also have a child around the same age as their Buddha Son?
He was even wearing the attire of the Saint of the Qingshan Sect. Was this the newly appointed Saint of the Qingshan Sect?
It didn't matter; his cultivation surely wasn't as high as their Buddha Son's.
The Qingshan Sect was probably just green with envy, trying to jump on the bandwagon of the Ancient Buddha Sect to nurture a successor as outstanding as the Buddha Son!
But when he sensed Lu Ming's cultivation, his thoughts instantly collapsed!
What was going on?
Why did the Qingshan Sect also have a Mahayana stage child?
Where did they kidnap him from?
One must know that their Buddha Son being able to break through to the Mahayana stage at three years old was a marvel of the ages. It was simply incomparable to the mortal coil of ordinary cultivators.
Ordinary cultivators cultivated their way up step by painful step, relying on bitter cultivation, opportunities, and good fortune.
Yet their Buddha Son had no father or mother, was untainted by the impurities of the mortal womb, and was born from the Nine-Grade Pure Lotus!
This Nine-Grade Pure Lotus was passed down from the Buddhist Sect of the Immortal Ancient era.
During the Immortal Ancient War, the entire Buddhist Sect withered away, leaving behind this single Nine-Grade Pure Lotus to lay the foundation for a future Buddha.
According to records, this lotus had absorbed hundreds of millions of years of Buddhist thoughts and the rules of heaven and earth during the Immortal Ancient era. And with ten thousand Buddhas chanting sutras for it, a Buddhist embryo was finally nurtured.
The Buddha Son was born with a perfect Dao foundation and a natural Buddhist nature. Cultivating was as easy as drinking water for him. Only thus could the miracle of a three-year-old Mahayana stage cultivator be achieved!
But where did the Qingshan Sect get their Saint from, who actually also had Mahayana cultivation?
Could it be that the Qingshan Sect of the Immortal Ancient era had also left some trump card for the Qingshan Sect?
In that case, wouldn't their Buddha Son's limelight be stolen?
After all, a three-year-old Mahayana stage cultivator was a once-in-a-millennium rarity. But to encounter two at once in ten thousand years, and at the exact same time, made it far less special!
At this moment, others also noticed Lu Ming on Big Yellow's back!
Especially upon discovering that Lu Ming's cultivation actually radiated a Mahayana aura, they were instantly shocked!
What was going on?
The Qingshan Sect also produced a Mahayana stage child?
Are kids nowadays so competitive?
Mahayana at three years old? Are they trying to drive everyone else to despair?
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Abbot Zhiyuan looked at the smile on Lu Ming's face, and felt slightly relieved.
This child's intellect shouldn't be as high as their Buddha Son's!
Their Buddha Son never giggled like an idiot, yet this Saint of the Qingshan Sect was actually giggling!
As various thoughts flashed through his mind, Abbot Zhiyuan snapped back to reality and quickly pressed his palms together: “Amitabha. I trust you have been well, Sect Master Wang!!”
The Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect waved his hand. “Well! Quite well... Right, let me introduce you. This is our Saint...”
As he spoke, the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect pointed at Lu Ming!
Lu Ming leapt down from Big Yellow's back, straightened his robes, and cupped his hands with a beaming smile. His childish voice rang out: “Greetings, Senior. Just one meeting gift is fine, no need to give me three...”
Having said that, Lu Ming looked at Abbot Zhiyuan with a smile, waiting for him to hand over a gift!
Lu Ming muttered in his heart: You think you can take advantage of our Qingshan Sect? Not a chance...
He had heard from the Grand Elder and the others that these ancient powers were not on good terms with their Qingshan Sect!
What he was demanding now was essentially weakening the enemy!
Hearing Lu Ming's words, Abbot Zhiyuan's lips twitched.
How could someone be so brazen as to directly open their mouth and ask for a meeting gift?
He had held a birthday banquet just to ask for gifts for the Buddha Son. But you, the Qingshan Sect, haven't done anything, yet you're demanding a meeting gift? Is that appropriate?
Doesn't this make me look like a fool!
Just then, the voice of the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect rang out: “Xiao Lu, do not be impolite. How can you just ask someone for a meeting gift?”
Lu Ming blinked, saying with a face full of innocence: “Sect Master, I was afraid he wouldn't give me one!”
The Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect's lips twitched, muttering in his heart that no wonder Huo Furong said this guy had led the Qingshan Sect astray!
However, he still really wanted to cooperate with him!
If he didn't pit Zhiyuan and the others at least once, he wouldn't feel satisfied!
Because seeing the aggrieved expressions on Zhiyuan and the others' faces felt even more satisfying than giving them a good beating!
Immediately, the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect pretended to look helplessly at Abbot Zhiyuan and said: “The child is young and doesn't know any better, please don't mind! Just give him whatever random item you want... treat it as humoring a child...”
“It is fine... quite fine...” Abbot Zhiyuan waved his hands repeatedly with a warm smile on his face.
In his heart, he couldn't help but curse: Just give him whatever random item? If I followed Man Yu's example and gave your Saint candied hawthorns, let's see if you wouldn't beat me to death!
Then, with a heavy heart, Abbot Zhiyuan slowly retrieved a jade meditation seat that radiated cold air from his storage bag.
“This meditation seat is the Cold Jade Meditation Seat. This treasure comes with peerless Dao resonance. Within this small square jade platform, it contains the principles of heaven, earth, and the universe, as well as the aura of the Heavenly Dao's rules. If one cultivates on it, it can not only soothe the soul and clear the mind, but also help in comprehending the rules of the Heavenly Dao!”
Having said that, he handed it to Lu Ming!
Abbot Zhiyuan grumbled in his heart: I haven't even received the Qingshan Sect's gift yet, and I've already lost one! Sigh... what a massive loss! Hopefully, the gift from the Qingshan Sect this time can make up for it?
Lu Ming happily reached out and took the Cold Jade Meditation Seat. Whether he used or not didn't matter, as long as it could be sold for money...
Meanwhile, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor, who had been paying close attention to the movements here, couldn't help but feel a wave of disappointment when he heard the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect introduce Lu Ming as the Saint!
It's over... completely over... this marriage alliance is completely finished!
After all, their Saint was already at the Mahayana stage at three years old. Their own Saintess simply wasn't worthy of him!
Even if he talked until his tongue bled, the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect probably wouldn't agree!
But looking at the way Lu Ming demanded gifts and the smile on his face, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor felt a strange sense of familiarity!
Just then, the Sect Master of the Tiansheng Sect behind him quietly transmitted: “Ancestor, how do you think the Qingshan Sect manages to raise every single one of their Saints to be so annoying? The previous Lu Ming was exactly like this too...”
Hearing the Sect Master of the Tiansheng Sect's words, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor's gaze focused, and he muttered to himself: No wonder there was a sense of familiarity. So that's how it is?
Then, the Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor carefully sized up Lu Ming once again.
Indeed, this child did look a tiny bit like Lu Ming!
Could this be Lu Ming's child?
He seemed to have just heard the Sect Master of the Qingshan Sect call him Xiao Lu...
My goodness, he had discovered a massive secret!
Then, a wave of envy washed over him. Just look at how this son of theirs was born!
Already at the Mahayana stage at three years old...
Sigh... if only Lu Ming had married their Saintess back then. Such an outstanding child would have been born by their Saintess...
If only that were the case...
The more he thought about it, the more regretful he became.
The Tiansheng Sect's Ancestor wished he could turn back time and directly force Lu Ming to marry the Saintess of that time, Ye Qingcheng.
Perhaps those subsequent events wouldn't have happened either!
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