Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 11752

small world.

The Heavenly Chess Saint was the first to rush through the red light, followed by the Smoke Emperor and Luo Fengtang. They also passed through successfully, landed on the ground, and took a deep breath.

Their clothes appeared to be deeply melted, and all three of them looked grave.

This outfit has only been used once and is practically unusable. It's impossible to use it again if you want to cross over.

This means that if they cannot find a new way here, they may be trapped on this platform.

“Let’s go take a look, hopefully we can awaken him,” said the Smoke Emperor.

What they need now is a variable, and the biggest variable right now is whether the person who is chained up can wake up.

"That depends on you. Didn't you say you had a way? The scriptures that the high monk taught you." The Heavenly Chess Saint carefully took off his clothes, folded them, and put them back into his storage bag.

"I haven't practiced that scripture..." Yan Huang shook his head.

"Why don't you just read it out loud so we can all hear it?" suggested the Heavenly Chess Master.

The three of them tacitly avoided approaching the person who was locked up, as doing so before figuring out a solution might have uncontrollable consequences.

"Okay, I'll read it, you listen."

The Emperor of Smoke was honest enough to start reciting scriptures.

"The Mahaparinirvana Sutra is the profound hall of the Dharmakaya, the true name of perfect enlightenment, the deep mirror of all sutras, and the ultimate source of all streams. Its essence is..."

"This is the Nirvana Sutra! Does this thing have a specific method of cultivation?" The Heavenly Chess Master was stunned.

"Have you heard of this scripture before?" Yan Huang asked, pausing his conversation.

"I've heard of it. Many temples have this scripture, but scriptures are scriptures, and this thing has nothing to do with cultivation methods." The Heavenly Chess Master was a little puzzled.

"This is just the beginning; the cultivation methods will be introduced soon."

Yan Huang paused for a moment, then continued, "I also hate those mysterious Buddhist scriptures. When that old monk was chanting, I wanted to slap him. If he hadn't explained the specific cultivation methods later, I'm afraid I really wouldn't have been able to control myself..."

"Like countless flies buzzing around in the air, I generally don't go to those temples unless there are special circumstances," the Chess Master of Heavenly Calculation said, shaking his head.

“A monk who can chant sutras is considered a relatively genuine monk, right? I’ve seen many monks who can’t chant sutras; they just lend money at exorbitant interest rates to cheat people. I’ve caught quite a few of these fake monks in the capital,” Luo Fengtang said with a slight smile.

He didn't share the same aversion to monks chanting scriptures as the Chess Master and the Smoke King. He was mostly indifferent, and as long as what they said made sense, he was willing to listen.

"Take us to the capital next time. I heard there are several new restaurants and new delicacies that have recently opened..." Yan Huang reached out and patted Luo Fengtang on the shoulder.

“No problem, it’s not difficult. We own several restaurants that are operated by our Yang family business,” Luo Fengtang said.

"The Yang Family Trading Company is yours?" Yan Huang couldn't help but ask in surprise.

Yang's Trading Company is the largest trading company in the Great Qi Dynasty. It has branches in various places and operates in a wide range of areas, from clothing, food, housing and transportation to money lending.

“It’s run by my wife.” Luo Fengtang’s lips curled up.

His face always lights up with a smile whenever Yang Ruoqing is mentioned.

"That's great! We can eat at your place when we go to the capital." Yan Huang's eyes lit up. He never expected Luo Fengtang's family to be so rich. With such a little brother, he wouldn't have to worry about food and drink. He wouldn't even have to go out of his way to find good food and fun things to do.

"Enough with the chit-chat, can we get back to the scriptures?" The Heavenly Chess Master, standing to the side, couldn't help but ask when he saw the Smoke Emperor veer off-topic. If the Smoke Emperor continued to ramble on about eating, drinking, and having fun, he probably wouldn't finish talking for three days and three nights.

The King of Tobacco is destined to be ruined by his love of food and drink.

"Alright, I'll continue with the scriptures." Yan Huang touched his chin somewhat embarrassedly.

"The cultivation method requires three mantras to be recited..." Then, the Smoke Emperor stopped digressing and devoted himself to explaining the cultivation method.

After listening, both the Heavenly Chess Master and Luo Fengtang realized a very important problem: without Buddhist internal energy, one simply cannot enter this method.

"It's no use, I can't cultivate it, what about you?" The Heavenly Chess Saint looked at Luo Fengtang.

“I can’t do it either. This requires Buddhist internal energy. I cultivate battlefield qi, which is purely martial, not the balanced and peaceful internal energy of Buddhism.” Luo Fengtang shook his head.

If the two are incompatible, forcing it will only lead to less effective results and is difficult to achieve. If forced cultivation causes qi deviation, it will be a big problem.

In this godforsaken place, once someone goes berserk, whether they can be saved is a big question.

"It seems I'll have to cultivate myself." Emperor Yan sighed.

After all that, he was the only one who could succeed, because he had been cultivating Buddhist internal energy from the very beginning. The internal energy circulating in the martial arts world is divided into three major categories: martial arts, Taoism, and Buddhism. Almost all internal energy is a variant of these three.

"Don't rush into cultivation. We need to see what kind of person that is. What if your method doesn't work? Wouldn't cultivation just increase the risk?" said the Heavenly Chess Saint.

"Okay, I'll go take a look first."

Yan Huang nodded, and then everyone turned their attention to the front.

The person who was locked up was sitting cross-legged on the ground, his hair covering his face so that his mask was not visible. However, judging from his physique, he was probably a strong man, and if he stood up, he would be at least 1.9 meters tall.

Luo Fengtang felt that his body was not as strong as that man's.

Not to mention the Heavenly Chess Master and the Smoke Emperor.

They didn't feel it so deeply when they were outside, but after they actually passed through the red light area and entered this place, they truly experienced what oppression was.

"This is terrifying. This person is at least a Grandmaster." Yan Huang circled around him and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

“That’s not just Grandmasters… Grandmasters can’t survive without eating, drinking, or dying. This kind of realm, where the body has its own little world, and as long as the little world doesn’t perish, one will be immortal, is already at the demigod level,” said the Heavenly Chess Saint.

"Can we really awaken him?" Even the Smoke Emperor was hesitant and fearful.

"In any case, we have no other way out." Luo Fengtang frowned.

They've lost all means of getting out; there's nothing they can do.

"Okay, let me take a look first." Yan Huang moved closer and placed his fingers on the man's shoulder.

The moment it was touched, the person froze, their expression solidified, and even their eyes stopped moving.

"He's been pulled into his own little world," the Heavenly Chess Master said solemnly.

"A microcosm of the human body?" Luo Fengtang frowned.

"Yes, the human body's microcosm is also called a domain. This power is the key to a Grandmaster becoming a demigod. The human body's microcosm is self-contained. As long as it is not broken, it has endless power. The power comes from the void, and the microcosm can draw power from the void," the Heavenly Chess Saint explained.

(End of this chapter)