Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 1961 Yuan Chen
It is no easy task to destroy the demonic cultivator's primordial spirit that has possessed Jingjue without harming Jingjue's own primordial spirit.

The art of possession, in essence, is a fierce battle between primordial spirits, where they devour, obliterate, or suppress each other, and whoever gains the upper hand can control the physical body.

Back then, Jingjue was accidentally tricked, and his primordial spirit was almost devoured by that demonic cultivator. But what the other party did not expect was that although Jingjue's cultivation level was lower than his, he was not an ordinary Buddhist cultivator.

Jingjue is a naturally born Buddha, and is naturally endowed with the ability to "make his words become law." His primordial spirit is also very special.

His appearance was solemn and dignified, and he was glittering with gold. He looked like a small, exquisitely carved Buddha statue, even more majestic than himself, making people almost afraid to look directly at him.

Because when those compassionate and profound eyes look over, it's as if they can see through all the filth and dirty thoughts in your heart.

This was Liu Qinghuan's initial impression upon first seeing Jingjue's primordial spirit. To be honest, it was quite shocking, and it also made her understand why the demonic cultivator had failed to possess her.

Such a soul cannot be corrupted; even demons that get close may be harmed.

While Liu Qinghuan was observing Jingjue's primordial spirit, Jingjue was also looking at him.

"Brother Liu, your primordial spirit is so huge! Why is it so much bigger than mine?"

Liu Qinghuan couldn't help but chuckle: "My cultivation level is higher than yours."

"Really?" Jingjue asked doubtfully. "But that demonic cultivator's cultivation level is also very high, even higher than Brother Liu's, but his primordial spirit is only slightly larger than mine."

"This..." Liu Qinghuan had never compared the size of her primordial spirit with anyone, so she could only say, "It's probably because I've practiced the Spirit Forging Technique, so my primordial spirit is stronger than others."

The two primordial spirits stood together, and in comparison, his primordial spirit was a full head taller than Jingjue's, and was as solid as the original body.

"Besides, it is precisely because my primordial spirit is strong enough that I was able to help you kill that demonic cultivator."

At this moment, Liu Qinghuan was on Jingjue's spiritual platform, which was an extremely dangerous matter. Without complete trust, no one would dare to let another person's primordial spirit enter their spiritual platform.

Liu Qinghuan hadn't expected Jingjue to trust him so much. He had only planned to stay on guard outside and help Jingjue when he was no match for the demonic cultivators.

Jingjue directly invited him into his spiritual platform, which would indeed make it easier to destroy the demonic cultivator's primordial spirit.

This altar clearly shows that it had recently been the site of a fierce competition.

The small island formed from the condensation of divine thoughts should have been flat, clean, and spotless, but now it is covered with cracks in many places, and the edges are even more broken and unrecognizable.

Liu Qinghuan's expression turned serious: "Your spiritual platform is so severely damaged!"

Jingjue scratched his head sheepishly: "As soon as I broke free from Yuan Chen's control—that is, the demonic cultivator's control—I came to find you. I haven't had time to repair my spiritual platform yet."

Liu Qinghuan glanced at him and couldn't help but secretly click her tongue in amazement.

Despite the damage to her spiritual platform, Jingjue's primordial spirit was as if it had been greatly restored, radiant and full of vitality, without a trace of injury.

It must be because it devoured the primordial spirit of a demonic cultivator.

He then looked outside the altar.

The sea of ​​Zen is boundless, its waves shimmering.

"Let's get down to business first. Where is that demonic cultivator's primordial spirit?"

Jingjue's expression shifted, and he saw waves rising on the sea surface, with faint thunder rumbling in the distance. Accompanied by soft chanting, a dark figure bound hand and foot emerged from the sea.

The man had a bald head and was bound by chains forged from scriptures. Black mist surged around him, and whenever it touched a chain, it would explode with lightning, and his face, floating in the mist, would show a look of pain.

Before he could even see the face clearly, a barrage of curses rang out: "You cunning little monk! You promised to cultivate Buddhism with me and ascend to the Pure Land together, but you suddenly went back on your word. Didn't you say your word was law? How could you go back on your promise!" "I didn't go back on my word!" Jingjue retorted, "You were the one who secretly planned to eat me, but I discovered your scheme and beat you to it..."

But before he could finish speaking, the other party suddenly saw Liu Qinghuan beside him and flew into a rage, saying, "Who is he? Are you tired of living? How dare you let someone else's primordial spirit in... No, is he an accomplice you invited?"

Jingjue nodded and said, "That's right, this is my brother Liu. He's very capable, much more capable than you!"

Liu Qinghuan: ...

He hadn't experienced arguing with someone before making a move in a long time, which left him somewhat speechless.

If you can take action, then take action. If you hesitate even for a moment, you've already lost. The more nonsense you talk, the faster you'll die.

Yuan Chen on the other side stopped shouting and his face turned very gloomy, his eyes flashing.

After staring at Liu Qinghuan for a few moments, he suddenly showed a look of horror.

"Dao Kui! You are that Dao Kui, the Taiwei Zhenren!"

Liu Qinghuan smiled slightly: "That's right, it's me. It seems you recognize me."

As he spoke, a long whip gradually appeared in his hand, its golden blade unfolding section by section, crackling with lightning.

"Wait a minute, let's talk this out!" Yuan Chen shouted hurriedly, "Jingjue, say something for me! Over the years, although I've occupied your body, I haven't killed you and have even brought you many opportunities. You can't be so heartless..."

Just as a moment of hesitation arose in Jingjue's heart, he saw Liu Qinghuan's ambiguous smile and immediately came to his senses.

"Weren't those opportunities something you created for yourself? What do they have to do with me!"

"That's incredibly heartless of you to say. Didn't you benefit from it?" Yuan Chen said, dissatisfied.

The two argued back and forth for a few more minutes until Liu Qinghuan showed signs of impatience, which made Yuan Chen's heart skip a beat.

Although Jingjue has a pure mind, she is not stupid and not so easily fooled.

He was merely using the other party's soft heart to buy time, but with that Daoist leader present, he could no longer delay.

Therefore, he changed the subject and looked at Liu Qinghuan, saying, "Dao Kui, do you dare to make a deal with me?"

Liu Qinghuan raised an eyebrow and asked slowly, "What kind of deal?"

Yuan Chen's mind raced, but he put on a repentant expression: "It was indeed wrong of me to possess my friend Jingjue back then, but I haven't gained any advantage over the years."

Fellow Daoist, you don't know, his primordial spirit is impossible to penetrate, and he also knows a secret Buddhist technique that allows him to hide himself so well that no one can find him. Therefore, from beginning to end, I have never been able to harm him in the slightest..."

"You possessed me, that's a fact," Liu Qinghuan said coldly, brandishing her Heavenly Punishment Whip. "One more word..."

"Alright, alright!" Yuan Chen quickly said, "I know of a secret realm for the inheritance of Daoist scriptures. As long as you let my primordial spirit leave, I will tell you the location of the secret realm!"

Liu Qinghuan paused, "The Daoist Canon?"

"Not bad!" Yuan Chen revealed a smug look: "You should know what a place called the Daoist Canon is. Only a place that contains all the cultivation techniques, mental methods, and magic treasures that a great cultivator has cultivated throughout his life, and is prepared to pass them on to his next generation of disciples, can be called a secret realm of inheritance."

"So, are you satisfied with this deal?" Yuan Chen asked, then added after a moment's thought, "Of course, you must swear on your Dao Heart that you will not harm me in the slightest and will let me go before I can tell you!"

Liu Qinghuan seemed to be considering it for a while before she slowly smiled and said, "Okay..."

(End of this chapter)