Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
I, The Dragon Overlord
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 316: Ghost Face
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 238: Beep
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1158- Jumping into the river
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 937: The Eight Gates Banners
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1157- End of the street
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 10.1
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 612: Allowing It Once or Twice
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 315: Will
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 237: Good Things
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1156- Competition Speed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 936: A Struggle of Dao Orthodoxies
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1155- Splitting unhappily
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 9
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 611: Old Friends Don't Meet Often
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 236: Infiltration
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 314: What Kind of Kids Do You Teach?
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1154- Not willing to accept being managed
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 935: Release
Wind and rain swept across the gloomy sky. The lanterns were hazy, and the thunder had temporarily subsided.
Qiu Haitang raised her head gently, actually resembling a solemn statue.
Prince Tsangyang let out a sigh. “Amitābha. I understand, but I have one request!”
Qiu Haitang smiled. “Please go on.”
“Please don’t place yourself in danger. I will do my best to protect you.”
Prince Tsangyang’s expression was filled with sincerity. He did not give up because she had turned him down. As long as she remained in the Lightning province, there would be a day when he could reach her.
Qiu Haitang continued to smile. “Thank you for your kind intentions, prince Tsangyang, but this is my path, so I must walk it myself. You might be Ānanda, but I am not Prakṛti!”
Prince Tsangyang was stunned. This was the story he had constantly thought of inside, but he had never mentioned it to anyone, so how did she know?
Ānanda was one of the ten principal disciples of the buddha. He possessed a great appearance, a face said to be like the full moon and eyes like lotus flowers. He was loved by Prakṛti who tried everything in her ability to marry him, almost to a point where Ānanda broke his precepts. Afterwards, she was ordained by the buddha, which was a fantastic conclusion for everyone involved.
TL: If you want to read more about the story: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/%C4%80nanda#Resisting_temptations
To him, the infatuated Qiu Haitang who refused to change bore resemblance to Prakṛti, while he was obviously venerable Ānanda.
“So be it. Since this is your choice, how can I stop you? When you set off, please let me send you off.”
“Naturally.”
Within the crowd, Li Qingshan smiled with a gentle expression, very different from when he climbed up the mountain. He thought, Originally, I wanted to demolish this den of obscenity, but this monk doesn’t seem like a man of great wickedness. It’s perfectly normal to like beauties. I’m not that stingy either, so I’ll just spare you!
This was what it meant when a single whim separated the demonic and the buddhist.
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