These days, Susie drifted from village to village, traveling from north to south.

She discovered that every household had its own ancestral worship tradition.

In some places, various types of steamed buns were made. Wealthy families even steamed pig heads, chickens, ducks, and geese, and of course, there were also various other dishes.

Some places are more grand, and people would go to ancestral halls to pay tribute. Some would go to worship the land temple. In more "humble" places, after slaughtering chickens and ducks at home, they would first place them outside and light a stick of incense.

The busy and modernized life that usually fills our days suddenly seems to return to its original form, with the sincerity, the best wishes, and the hopeful hearts that were there in the beginning, as the year-end approaches.

The seemingly vanished civilization exists in another form.

She gradually began to feel things that she couldn't feel before, as the festive atmosphere grew stronger with each passing year.

The underworld had Yin energy, and the heavens and earth lacked spiritual energy. But is spiritual energy really just "energy"?

The inheritance existing in the Milky Way of ancient civilization for thousands of years is also a kind of "spiritual energy".

"People say that Taoism has almost ceased to exist. The culture that people usually experience is mostly Buddhist culture, or even Western astrology and tarot..."

Those were more fashionable, more open-minded, and less like "feudal and outdated".

But in fact, Taoism is still being passed down.

The concept of the underworld belongs to Taoism, and the King of Hell naturally belongs to this system as well. Therefore, what Susie is currently experiencing is the power that has been passed down through generations.

"I never expected that these forces would still benefit me..."

Susie floated in mid-air, reaching out to catch a firework. The sparks illuminated her face, making her appear ethereal.

Suddenly, a golden light appeared in the distance, and Susie's eyes froze.

"It was this..."

She flew over immediately.

A small temple in the mountains.

Two courtyards were scattered among each other, with houses made of blue bricks and tiles. Although they were not as beautiful and stylish as the small Western-style buildings in the village, they had a quaint charm.

The courtyard was cleaned very neatly. Behind the courtyard was a bamboo forest. Although it was in the south, it was still very cold. The temperature was even lower in the deep mountains.

A monk wearing old robes and a thick cloak walked amidst the bustling city, where every household was brightly lit. However, this place remained remarkably peaceful.

Under the eaves, he boiled a pot of tea and was holding a brush to practice calligraphy. The characters were vigorous and ethereal, and even the strokes exuded a sense of detachment and contentment.

Susie felt a true sense of inner peace.

"The visitor is fate, please have a seat, benefactor."

The man put down the brush and looked over with a kind face, with gentle eyebrows and benevolent eyes, already in his old age.

Susie exclaimed, "Can you see me?"

The old man smiled faintly, "If it's meant to be, you will be able to see it."

Susie felt that what he said was mysterious, but she still floated over and sat cross-legged politely by the tea table.

The old man poured her a cup of tea, with a faint aroma wafting from it. Susie asked, "Grandpa, I saw a golden light from afar when I arrived here. Did you cultivate it?"

The old man smiled and said, "I didn't fix it."

This time, the conversation was normal, no different from an ordinary elderly person.

Susie felt very confused when she saw the golden light, as if she had never seen such a radiant glow before.

"Is that the golden light that naturally emerged?" she asked.

The old man just looked at her with meaningful eyes and did not answer.

Susie thought for a long time, staring at the fragrance of tea, and only after a while she asked, "Is that the power of faith in Buddhism?"

Buddhism has the power of faith, and she knew it. In the past, Taylor's sister had been made into a spirit drum, and she had learned about these things.

The old man nodded slightly, "You are right."

Susie: "Ah...?"

"Grandpa, did you say it or not?" she pouted, feeling a bit helpless.

The old man smiled and asked, "Is this important?"

Susie was taken aback and frowned, saying, "Definitely important. I once received a little demon king who was turned into a drum by a group of monks, in order to reach places that were otherwise unattainable..."

She told about Taylor and her sister's matter, and she also told about Taylor burning down that temple.

Finally, he asked, "So you pursue the power of these beliefs, and for this, you are able to achieve such a level. It must be very important, right?"

The old man still shook his head and asked, "Are they really monks?"

Susie couldn't speak at all this time.

The old man poured out the cold tea in front of her and refilled it with hot tea.

"There were true monks and there were false monks."

"There are true Buddhas and false Buddhas."

"There was also a true Buddha who said, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?' In the end, he became the annihilated true Buddha in the depths of my heart, and the demon's offspring appeared."

"The same person, he could be real or fake."

"A fake Buddha, even in the last moment of enlightenment, will also become a true Buddha."

Susie: "..."

Some understood, while others did not, mainly because they couldn't comprehend or dare to agree.

"Is that so? But I have always disagreed with the saying 'putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot'. He killed others, and after killing them, he can become a Buddha just by putting down the knife. But what about the people who were killed? Is it fair to them?"

"Why do you always urge others to put down their butcher knives and become enlightened, when you cannot forgive the wrongdoings of the ones who killed?"

Susie stubbornly clung to this point and secretly competed.

What she didn't know was that this conversation today would directly determine the success or failure between her and her biggest rival in the near future.