85: Knowing too much is not necessarily a good thing

“That would be a lot. As far as Little Monk knows, there are at least four or five temples within the Great Yan borders alone. Other countries have even more, countless. All in all, if not a hundred, then forty or fifty for sure.”

The excitement in Jiang Lan’s eyes grew even stronger.

This Devil Head caused such a big stir?

He had originally thought that if three to five temples had their Buddha statues replaced, it would be a big deal.

But hearing Bao Jing say this, there were nearly a hundred?

If he killed them all, how much Lifespan could he gain?

Just now, he was annoyed that the clone had been drained by Bao Jing, and he hadn't received any Lifespan.

Now it was fine.

Giving up one tree, gaining a forest.

Jiang Lan was about to speak, but suddenly thought of something else.

He looked at Bao Jing and asked:

“What Realm is the main body of that Lord of the Turbid World?”

If it was only Mortal Shedding, it shouldn't require such a grand scale.

After all, just a clone at Bao Ping Temple, after enjoying two years of incense, had already reached the Qi Gathering Seventh or Eighth Level.

If it enjoyed a few more years of incense, even the clone might reach Mortal Shedding.

Bao Jing pondered for a moment, seemingly recalling something.

“Demon Infant Realm Peak.”

“Demon Infant Realm?”

Jiang Lan had never heard of this Realm.

The Realms he knew, recorded in the Great Yan Dynasty, were Skin Refinement, Bone Refinement, Qi Gathering, Gathering Yuan, Mortal Shedding. Even the term Core Formation Realm, Jiang Lan had only found in ancient texts.

However, combining his experience of reading Cultivation novels in his previous life, Jiang Lan quickly determined what Realm Demon Infant was.

“That’s right. The Realm division for demons and monsters is the same as ours up to and before Mortal Shedding. But our human Core Formation Realm is called Demon Core Realm on the demon and monster side. The Realm after Demon Core Realm is Demon Infant, which corresponds to our human Nascent Soul.”

Jiang Lan twitched his lips.

He had felt his Realm was improving very quickly, but now it seemed there was always a higher mountain.

He had never even seen a demon or monster in the Demon Infant Realm.

If such a demon or monster truly came to Great Yan, even annihilating the Dynasty would probably be effortless.

However, Jiang Lan didn't get overly emotional.

After all, his Cultivation speed was already cheating.

From his Transmigration until now, although many things had happened, it had only been less than a month, all told.

In less than a month, he had gone from a defenseless mortal to a martial artist only one step away from entering the Mortal Shedding Realm. What more could he be dissatisfied with?

As long as there were enough demons and monsters for him to kill, reaching Core Formation or even Nascent Soul Realm was only a matter of time.

“So, you are going to kill all those clones?”

“Mm.” Bao Jing raised his hand and looked at his palm. “As a member of the Demon Suppression Division, Little Monk must do something.”

“Aren’t you afraid of being discovered by the main body?”

“No.” Bao Jing shook his head. “After the clone leaves the body, its connection with the main body is severed. It only needs to absorb enough incense and reach Mortal Shedding, then it can be brought back to the main body.”

Jiang Lan pondered for a while and said:

“In that case… you’re not in a hurry these two days. You should stay by my side for a while, and then leave after some time.”

He said this with two meanings.

One was simply to have Bao Jing stay for two more days, because he hadn't determined his exact state. Saying he wasn't much affected was only Bao Jing's side of the story.

If something went wrong, he wouldn't cause much trouble with Jiang Lan nearby.

And the second meaning… he also wanted to go kill clones.

If it was truly as Bao Jing said, there were nearly a hundred clones in the temples outside.

Then even if each clone was only at the Qi Gathering Seventh Level, each one could probably add several hundred years to his Lifespan.

Assuming an average of eight hundred years.

If all one hundred clones were killed, he would gain eighty thousand years of Lifespan.

Adding eighty thousand years of Lifespan entirely to his Realm, no matter how poor his talent, he would definitely be able to contend with the Lord of the Turbid World.

However, Bao Jing was not convenient to stay in the Demon Suppression Division, which was why he had to go out and hunt clones.

If Jiang Lan also went out without reason, it would be somewhat inappropriate.

If Jiang Lan knew the location of each temple, that would be fine.

But the problem was, the location of each clone was stored in Bao Jing's head.

He couldn't possibly go searching for each temple one by one, could he?

So, Jiang Lan also wanted to use a few days to interact more with Bao Jing.

There will be a way when the car reaches the mountain. As long as Bao Jing didn't leave, he would always find a suitable opportunity.

Bao Jing heard this, pondered briefly, and also nodded.

“Good.”

Jiang Lan stood up from the meditation cushion, “Let’s go, let’s go out first.”

Bao Jing also stood up, looking around at the unconscious monks in the Mahavira Hall. “These monks were only partially affected in their minds by the clone. Now that the clone is gone, they will return to normal when they wake up.”

“Then we don’t need to worry about them. I’ll tell Centurion Chou to have people settle them later.”

As they spoke, Jiang Lan and Bao Jing walked out of the Mahavira Hall one after another, heading towards the outside of the temple.

On the way, Jiang Lan suddenly asked:

“I haven’t asked in so long, what’s your secular name?”

“amitabha.” Bao Jing put his palms together and softly said, “Little Monk’s secular surname is Zhao, and his given name is Zizai.”

“Zhao Zizai…” Jiang Lan didn't stop, but turned his head to Bao Jing, scrutinizing him for a while. “A good name.”

Bao Jing smiled and shook his head:

“Zizai, Zizai. It means free and unconstrained, but who is truly free and unconstrained?”

“You monks always like to say things that are half-understood.”

After walking a few more steps, Jiang Lan remembered something else.

“Oh, right. You said earlier that Old Monk was your master?”

“He was merely an empty shell. My master, he has long since been reborn into the Pure Land and attained liberation.”

Jiang Lan understood.

That Old Monk was probably just a corpse controlled by the clone, perhaps without even self-awareness.

Bao Jing had clearly only learned this news after absorbing the memories from his own clone.

As they talked, the two had already walked out of Bao Ping Temple.

Outside the gate at this time, nearly forty to fifty Demon Suppression Guards stood in several rows, blocking the entire street completely.

When Jiang Lan and Bao Jing came out, everyone’s gaze turned to them.

In the crowd, a tall figure stepped forward a few paces.

“Demon Subduing Envoy Jiang, what’s the situation inside?”

“Brother Wu?”

He had only told Yu Zhi to call Qiu Rang earlier, he didn't expect Wu Qingyun to also come.

But it didn't matter, if he came, he came.

Jiang Lan continued:

“There was a demon inside, and it has been dealt with. Brother Wu, you can take your men in to clean up. Don't disturb those monks, they will wake up on their own.”

“This… I’ll go now!” With that, Wu Qingyun waved his hand and called out to the Demon Suppression Guards: “Follow me!”

Bao Jing and Jiang Lan exchanged glances, and Jiang Lan saw a hint of confusion in his eyes.

In response, Jiang Lan merely put his index finger to his lips.

“Sometimes, knowing too much is not a good thing.”