Who gave you permission to travel through time with Earth?

Chapter 91 Buddha and Female Statues

It was the old man from the Fang family.

He struggled to lift the chopping board, ran to the three tables and four desks, grabbed a small copper pot from his inner garment, bit off the blackened clay with his teeth, and pried the stopper off!

In an instant, it was as if a small sun was being poured out of the spout, its surface so bright red that it seemed to be dripping water. As soon as it came into contact with the outside world, it directly boiled the air!

The blazing light separated the clear from the murky, and the billowing black mist that rushed towards us was actually torn open, and all the black poison that came near us was burned and killed, barely protecting a radius of ten meters!

"Sizzle—!"

The princes and nobles at the table were taken aback at first, then their eyes lit up with ecstatic joy. Why were they paying attention to the descendant of a fifth-rank official? And why were they willing to waste their breath on a mere registrar making empty promises?

Because their surname was Fang, and they were descendants of the great generals who followed Emperor Gaozu in conquering the previous dynasty and establishing the empire... Of course, this was not out of respect for their ancestors' achievements, but because that great general himself was a master of the 60-year cycle!

The fundamental rule written in the laws of dynasties is the survival of the fittest, but who can be completely without selfishness? Even the generals who first conquered the country mostly formed clans that have been passed down to the present day.

Even though the Fang family has fallen into such a state due to the difficulty of mastering the cultivation method, who can guarantee that the grandmaster didn't pass down some life-saving techniques... What if you push him too far and he uses his backup plan to slap you in the face?

Now it turns out that "good people" are "rewarded," and it's no wonder that these noble people treated them differently. Fortunately, they didn't completely kick them when they were down; at least they left a dog bone—a civil service position—for the Fang family's descendants!

"..."

The Fang family head had no choice but to suffer in silence. How could he not know what these beasts were thinking? He had thought more than once about rushing into the palace with the Jiazi Fire Pill and exploding it, hoping to take as many people as he could!

But in the end... he could only swallow his anger. His entire family of five brothers and sisters had to survive. If they lost this lifeline, the whole family would be swept into chaos, and there was a 99% chance they wouldn't even be able to recover their remains!

So he is still "enduring" until now. But the moment the black mist erupted, the Fang family head knew he was going to die. He had no talent for cultivation, and the poisonous mist could instantly corrode his body.

Even if he were to take out the Jiazi Yang Pill bestowed by his ancestors... perhaps the toxins could be neutralized, but he, being closest to the pill, would directly bear the impact of the scalding true energy from the iron-refining method.

Even though the spout of the kettle was pointing directly at the billowing poisonous smoke, and the burst of heat wasn't directed at him, even just the aftershocks felt by the pill were enough to melt him alive...

This is a bomb that was supposed to be thrown. Whether it's thrown too close and hits your feet, or you have to throw it to your feet, it's all the same. Do you think the sparks and shrapnel can recognize you and bypass your body before exploding?

Since he was doomed to die anyway, and Fang Jin had most likely been framed by the wicked monks of Buddhism, he had already lost both his official position and his generalship, and the Fang family's reputation was crumbling. He could only...

"...Your Highness."

The slightly overweight middle-aged man turned his head with difficulty; the fat on his chest and abdomen was burning, and his facial features seemed to have melted and solidified into one mass. He only had the strength left to say a few last words. He gritted his teeth and pleaded.

"Please...please save my people's lives..."

"If...my child is fortunate enough to live, please...please!"

Before he could finish his last words, his consciousness completely dissipated, and the flickering fireball also burned away the last trace of true energy, stretching the scorching barrier to its maximum.

Three minutes later, the toxic smoke gradually solidified and faded, and the life force in the Buddha statue's right hand finally dissipated. The deadly poison, having lost its fundamental support, was quickly diluted and neutralized, and the colors in the air gradually returned to normal.

The heat barrier dissipated at this moment, and the people hiding behind dared to stand up, silently walking around the charred skeleton at the front, looking down at the mountains and fields with lingering fear...

The ground was a complete mess; the grass, trees, insects, and fish were all dead. The rocks had been eroded to the point of shrinking by 30%, and the black mud was foaming. The damp, murky earth was devoid of any solid matter.

Only those who had tried to escape were left with half their bodies or a pair of feet stuck to the rocks, while most were completely destroyed. In the end, not a single one of them escaped alive.

Upon seeing this, some people even lay down and vomited, emptying the delicious food they had just eaten on the grassy slope, before looking at the pile of bones at the front with fear and awe.

If it weren't for this person risking his life to save them, they would have had absolutely no chance of survival. Now it seems that the black fog covers an area that even exceeds the Three Mountains and Three Ridges. Even if a god came, he would not be able to escape!

The Tang Clan Leader… the Tang Clan Leader of the Ronghuo Dao sect in Chuzhou, that usually volatile old man, actually knelt down on both knees, respectfully bowed deeply to the withered skeleton, and solemnly said:

"Brother, you saved my life. From now on, your family affairs are my Ronghuo Dao's family affairs. The Fang family's bloodline will never be cut off... never."

The other surviving princes and nobles all expressed their opinions, though it was unclear how many were truly sincere, but at least they put on a good show. Only Zhou Bensi remained staring in the direction of the nunnery, frowning and silent.

Then, countless wisps of smoke gradually rose from the earth... This was a sign that the remaining toxins were being decomposed. The potent toxins that could be catalyzed and spread by life could not possibly remain active for long under the sunlight.

"Let's go there."

He gave the order in a cold voice, simultaneously grabbing a gleaming sword from his sleeve. He then leaped down the mountainside and strode quickly towards the nunnery. The others exchanged glances for a moment, then followed suit.

After all, everyone is curious about what happened before, why the Jinxiu Army was wiped out, where the poison came from, and why it had such power and influence that surpassed that of a Grandmaster.

Buddhism... Buddhism... Could it be that they have truly raised an evil Buddha capable of killing a grandmaster?

……

Two minutes later, they all arrived at the ancestral temple grounds. The black mist had also completely corroded all the furnishings of the flower hall and the main hall. They had not encountered any obstacles on their way here.

Similarly, the small temple had completely collapsed, leaving only the original jade statue's wooden platform and walls intact, standing abruptly and strangely in the wilderness.

Seated high on the wooden platform was not some kind of mummified Buddha. They had all seen or heard of this jade Buddha more or less; it was carved to depict an old woman who was very old...

But now... where is the old woman? The wooden platform that has collapsed is clearly a girl with skin as smooth as cream, with slightly red ear tips and beautiful lines, and long black hair spread out like a fan, gently covering her underneath.

What made the men present breathe heavily was the girl's lips. They could clearly feel the air rising and falling from her mouth, though faint... but definitely there!

"The Buddha statue...is it alive?"

Someone couldn't help but mutter to themselves.