"I've told you, this world is far larger than you can imagine, and what you call the entirety of existence is merely a tiny puddle!"
The Great Sun Vajra Palm against the White Bone Soul Chasing Palm!
Golden light melted metal and iron, striking Yuan Hui to the ground.
Yuan Hui spat out a mouthful of blood, defeated like the Abbot of Dafu Temple.
The scene before them stunned the six Zen masters. After a long while, one finally spoke, "If there are cultivators behind this world, then what have we been doing for the past forty years?"
"Who knows? And another thing, he has cultivated pure inner strength. Your Buddhist scripture brainwashing is completely useless."
Buddhist scripture brainwashing was also called "ganhua" (influence).
It involved injecting inner strength into one's voice and reciting scriptures incessantly near the victim's ear, thereby changing their personality.
But Kuang Long's words caused the six Zen masters' faith to crumble.
So, their forty years of pleading for the people had been nothing but a joke.
Pfft~
With several more mouthfuls of blood, the six Zen masters fainted in unison.
Shao Feng helplessly remarked, "Are you made of anesthetic? How many more have there been?"
...
The three searched Lin Ta, first discovering the Heart Intent Qi Primordial Cultivation Method and the Six Harmonies Yin Yang Staff techniques beside the Zen masters.
They then found peculiar, scribbled characters on the wall beneath the iron well. Upon identification, these were strange scriptures written with a finger.
This passage described the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, along with a method to strengthen the absorption of spiritual energy through brain training. From a theoretical standpoint, the author possessed knowledge of both cultivation and martial arts.
It was likely a martial artist who transitioned into a cultivator and then, based on their insights, wrote this content.
Later, this book was found by Yuan Hui, who, in order to obtain more spiritual energy than what was present in the air, set his sights on humans, the spiritual beings of all things.
Especially these martial artists, who had strong physiques and contained some spiritual energy in their blood. Although not much, it was much faster than capturing it from the air.
"If only this author had seen spirit stones..."
"Looks like a secluded, country cultivator who never even entered the circles of true cultivators."
Although he was a trash cultivator, he was definitely a martial arts prodigy!
This article opened up new avenues of thought for the three. After inner strength was refined into purity, its quality significantly improved. Why couldn't it be linked with spiritual energy?
"I think... I have some ideas!"
"But I'll need to compare it with other cultivation scriptures!"
The three exchanged glances, seeing mutual affirmation in each other's eyes!
All three were renowned martial arts grandmasters, and their minds were sharp. Moreover, Kuang San already had experience in creating his own martial arts.
It was time to leave.
Before departing, Shao Feng left behind some ingredients and a few spirit stones. He also re-imprisoned Yuan Hui in the well.
It could be considered a fitting end.
...
And on Wanfo Mountain, less than three hundred li from Dafu Temple, lay the true orthodox Buddhist sect!
However, the team they encountered was more professional!
"Vast Buddhist Sect!"
"What a name!"
"Hiding the entire sect amidst the ethereal mountain mists. Forget mortals, even we almost couldn't find it."
"Who's making the first move?"
"Let's follow the procedure..."
...
A heavily laden traveling merchant suddenly appeared before the gate of the Vast Buddhist Sect. Alarms blared!
Soon after, an old monk, riding a magic carpet, floated over.
The old monk landed with a flip, and the magic carpet automatically draped over him... Alright, it was actually a kasaya.
The old monk respectfully asked, "May I know the reason for your esteemed presence, honored elder?"
The merchant chuckled heartily and introduced himself, "I'm a food ingredient delivery man from the Culinary City. I've come here to exchange delicious cuisine for some daily necessities."
The old monk replied, "Our sect is a Buddhist sect, adhering to a life of simplicity and detachment. Furthermore, we do not possess the items you seek within the sect."
The old monk was extremely cautious. The mountain-guarding array was known to be treacherous; how could an ordinary person enter and exit freely?
"Hey! When doing business, why would one dislike the buyer? Show me everything valuable you have, and I'll give you a satisfactory price."
The old monk was speechless. Who was the seller here?
Just then, the old monk noticed another person behind the merchant. Judging by their aura, they seemed to be a cultivator at around the twelfth level of Qi Condensation.
This person was none other than Zhuo Bufan!
Zhuo Bufan stepped forward and whispered a few words into the old monk's ear, then pointed at the merchant and the area behind him. The old monk's eyes widened gradually, revealing shock.
The old monk exclaimed joyfully, "Is this true?"
"We'll know if we try."
"Heh... perhaps not."
The old monk then bowed before the merchant and said, "Please wait a moment, honored elder. I shall immediately invite our Sect Master to escort you into the temple."
After the old monk left, the merchant curiously asked, "What exactly did you tell him?"
"Nothing much. Just told him the truth. We're from the Sky City, and the temple has things we desire. We can still negotiate an exchange now. If they don't show us respect, another group of people with dark intentions will arrive, and they won't be as easy to deal with."
"Then why does he look so happy?"
"The goods from our Sky City are well-known. They are treasures that are hard to come by, even with a thousand pieces of gold! When we traded in Chongzhou, many merchants brought their goods here and resold them for double the price."
Before long, the sound of bells echoed from the Vast Buddhist Sect.
The mountain gate opened wide, and a burly, bald man emerged, his face ruddy with joy. He said, "This humble monk is Faming. Why did our esteemed guest travel such a distance without informing us? Our entire sect would have rolled out a red carpet to welcome you!"
The merchant lifted his carrying poles and cheerfully followed Sect Master Faming inside.
Compared to Dafu Temple in the mortal world, the Vast Buddhist Sect was more magnificent. It was rumored to have over two thousand years of history, with nine successive Sect Masters. The first Sect Master was a great cultivator of the Nascent Soul stage, but later generations failed to inherit this level, and the role was filled by cultivators of the Golden Core stage.
Faming looked eagerly at the two carrying poles, completely devoid of a monk's detachment. He eagerly asked, "Benefactor, what treasures have you brought this time? Quickly reveal them so we may broaden our horizons!"
"No rush. We must at least see what useful items your temple possesses."
Sect Master Faming chuckled, "Indeed, I've inquired about your preferences. Coincidentally, we have some items that you are sure to be satisfied with!"