The Pinnacle Of Life

After saying that, he started drooling.

Alex was really a bit speechless. Despite being so child-like, the boy was actually so interested in the wine. Thus, he threw a wine gourd to the Ancestor Bodhi.

The little fella held it and drank very carefully, as afraid to spill a drop. He had a very funny expression. In one breath, he drank half a gourd. Drawing a long breath, Ancestor Bodhi said, “I feel comfortable and alive again. Good wine is really only on earth. It’s hard to find among the gods.”

Although unconcerned about this, Alex asked, ”Where is your real body?”

The Ancestor Bodhi said, “Dead.”

“What?!” Alex jumped.

“Oh, it’s almost dead, so I guess it’s about time.”

wine gourd out of his hand. “Tell me in detail. What is the

need

will tell you, but you

“Yeah?”

“What

“Literally.”

true body is a tree, not clothes…What will

are many things that can be done. Do you have any misunderstanding about my true body? I am the Ancestral Bodhi Tree, the number

Alex was shocked.

to use this way to control the Buddhist world. That

mouth spewing out the alcoholic fumes and thought to himself, ‘It seems you really do

Alex learned that the Western Buddha Sect catastrophe

the Ancient Western Great Buddhist War, the Bodhisattva’s head was severed. The great Buddha fell, and the Doors of Fate were broken. The Buddha escaped with a wisp of essence, hiding in the Dairaionji Temple. Unexpectedly,

the Dairaionji Temple was contaminated by the evil demon, and the Ancestral Bodhi Tree had awoken in anger. He was, however, poisoned by the evil

difficulty and hid in