Chapter 22 Buddhism

At the east gate of the Divine Capital.

The monk showed the sign of the Duke Wei’s residence. The soldiers on duty did not dare to check the sign and hurriedly opened the city gate to let them go.

The monks were strong and did not stop even after running for more than ten kilometers.

In the palanquinn, Miaojue, who should have been on the verge of death, sat calmly. If not for the large pool of blood on his monk robe, he would have looked like a different person.

“Fortunately, I was prepared. Otherwise, I would have caused a huge disaster…” A shiver ran down his spine as he recalled the sword light. He lifted the curtain and stuck his head out, anxiously urging the monks on. “Hurry, we’ll seal the temple when we return. We won’t see anyone!”

The monks knew the gravity of the situation when they heard it. Their muscles stretched, and they moved faster.

Miaojue turned around and was about to lie down to rest when he quickly realized that there was someone beside him.

Black clothes and black pants with a black cloak!

“A … Mitahbha!” Miaojue cried out in fear and quickly chanted a Buddhist proclamation.

The monks who were following outside heard the sound and asked the abbot what had happened and if he needed to rest for a moment.

“Cough, cough, cough! I’m a little angry. There’s no need to stop. Hurry up and return to the temple.” After saying that, Miaojue turned around and cupped his hands at the man in black. He lowered his voice and said, “Grandmaster, if you have any instructions, I will definitely do it.”

“Do you know who I am?” Zhou Yi sent a voice transmission, his voice old and deep.

Miaojue shook his head repeatedly. He also found it strange that Duke Wei would provoke such a person.

Zhou Yi ordered, “Show me your bronze mirror.”

Miaojue hesitated for a moment before obediently offering the bronze mirror with both hands.

Zhou Yi observed closely and realized that there were a few small words on the side of the bronze mirror: Daoist Xuanqing has bestowed upon his disciple, Yu Lingzi.

Miaojue was very discerning and explained, “I don’t know the background of Daoist Xuanqing. Yu Lingzi was the founder of the Jade Spirit Temple in the Divine Capital 200 years ago. Due to a major rebellion case, his legacy has been severed.”

Zhou Yi injected his true essence into the bronze mirror and emitted a dazzling light. It was more than ten times stronger than when Miaojue used it.

“How did the bronze mirror fall into your hands, and what was its effect?”

“The Jingang Temple was built near the ruins of the Jade Spirit Temple. We accidentally discovered an underground palace, and there’s a precious mirror inside. To prevent the items of the sages from being lost, we brought it back to the temple to worship.” Miaojue said, “The mirror can manifest ghosts and freeze their bodies. It’s useless against living people.”

“There are more mirrors in the underground palace, right?” Zhou Yi casually stuffed the bronze mirror into his pocket. “I’m also a Daoist. I’m in the same league as the Jade Spirit Temple. Not only did you steal a treasure, but you also want to hide the Dao Sect’s inheritance?”

Miaojue’s fat face turned red. He had always been the one to deceive others. Today, he met an even more shameless fellow. “Senior, you’re right. There’s indeed a Dao Scripture.”

“Tell the men outside to stop and fetch the scriptures from the temple. Read them yourself.” Zhou Yi reminded him, “If there’s a mistake, I’ll slaughter the entire Jingang Temple!”

Now, he was pretending to be a rare curmudgeon in the martial world. His words and actions should be domineering and ferocious. He was efficient and would not arouse suspicion. Sometimes, the world was strange. If you treated him cruelly, he would be obedient. If you treated him kindly, he would play tricks on you.

“Stop!” Miaohue lifted the curtain and instructed, “Fa Zheng, go to the Sutra Pavilion in the temple and get the book called “Jade Spirit’s Explanation of the Earth Sutra’.” Fa Zheng bowed and agreed. He used his lightness skill and sped away.

Zhou Yi smiled and said, “The Jingang Temple is famous in the Fengyang Kingdom. Who would have thought that it cultivated the Dao Scripture!”

“Buddhism and Daoism have never separated.” Miaojue said, “Moreover, that scripture is quite mysterious. It has been placed in the temple for more than a hundred years, and only three people can cultivate it. The other disciples are still disciples of our Buddhist Sect!”

Zhou Yi’s eyes lit up. “Stop talking nonsense and quickly recite the scriptures!”

“Heaven and earth are dark and there is no limit. When they combine, the essence energy will be mixed into one…”

The Dao Scripture was called the Origin Returning Mantra. It had more than 5,000 words. The first part was the cultivation method. The last 500 words recorded a movement technique. After using it, one could be as light as a feather.

Miaojue was obsessed with cultivating the Origin Returning Mantra. His martial path had only tempered his skin, but when he used the Light Body Technique, he could fly dozens of feet in the air.

Jumping over was different from flying over. The former jumped from low to high, while the latter moved horizontally in the air.

Two or three hours passed.

At dawn, the monk, Fa Zheng, finally returned.

Zhou Yi flipped through it and placed it in his pocket. “Let me ask you, you could have just cast a spell yesterday. Why did you waste a few hours dancing?”

“Those wealthy families like this. If we don’t conduct a big ceremony, they would find it expensive if we charge three to five thousand taels of silver.” Miaojue said with a bitter expression, “I have no choice. The temple usually gives porridge and rice. The land in the temple only accepts 40% of the rent from tenant farmers. I have to accept more money from nobles to afford the monks in the temple.”

“Don’t complain in front of me!”

Zhou Yi glanced at the fat monk. He had indeed heard of the reputation of the Jingang temple. Otherwise, he would not be so kind.

“I talked too much.”

Miaojue was smart. How could he not hear that Zhou Yi’s tone had softened? He immediately heaved a sigh of relief. At least he had saved his life.

Zhou Yi asked again, “Do you know of any eerie and cold places nearby?”

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Miaojue was slightly stunned. After thinking for a moment, he said, “I only know of one place. 300 miles southeast of the Divine Capital, there’s a Frost Pond. Many high-ranking officials and nobles went there to avoid the summer heat.”

Zhou Yi shook his head slightly. It was not suitable for ghosts to live in a crowded place.

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“Senior, please wait a moment. I’ll call someone over to ask.” Miaojue stuck his head out and asked more than a dozen monks. He turned back and said, “There are three other places that are eerie. The Ten Mile Slope Burial Mound, the ancient battlefield of Mount Great Liang, and… Mount Longevity!”

Zhou Yi patted Miaojue’s shoulder. “If I hear any bad news, I’ll go to the Jingang Temple to discuss scriptures with you!”

With that, he swaggered out of the carriage and disappeared under the shocked gazes of the monks.

“Amitabha! Which old monster is so meticulous and ruthless?” Miaojue was terrified and angry. He stuck his head out and scolded the monks. “What are you waiting for? Go back to the temple!”

Mount Longevity.

150 miles away from the Divine Capital, at the imperial mausoleum of the Fengyang Kingdom where the previous emperors of the Zhao Clan were buried.

The Imperial Mausoleum was guarded by the Imperial Guards. No one was allowed to approach in case the dragon vein was damaged.

Zhou Yi felt that the underground palace of the imperial mausoleum was just right for Huang Yuniang. She could roam freely in the huge underground palace, but she would never touch a living person.

A gentleman should be magnanimous! Huang Yuniang vowed that she would not harm anyone. Perhaps she would be able to resist the temptation in ten or twenty years. But would she still keep her promise when she becomes a Ghost King in a hundred or a thousand years?

After all, only by devouring human essence could ghosts quickly become stronger!

Zhou Yi’s footsteps were light and slow, but his speed was not slow. Every step was dozens of feet wide, and at the same time, he was flipping through the Origin Returning Mantra.

“It’s similar to the Nameless Mantra. It should be an immortal cultivation technique. The former gathers spiritual energy to refine the body, while this scripture refines spiritual energy into the dantian and turns it into Dharmic powers. I wonder if this Dharmic power is any different from Connate True Essence?”

Zhou Yi did not cultivate rashly. He had to comprehend the scriptures and turn the Martial Dao into the Immortal Dao.

There was no need to be in a hurry to cultivate!

“With the addition to Huang Yuniang’s scripture that increases the soul, I should be the legendary cultivator of essence, qi, and spirit, right?”