One person above Qing Huang Ting

Chapter 740: Recruiting disciples and passing on the Dharma, refining yin and yang in the Demon Refining Tower

The three threes of no birth and no death, full of energy and spirit, infinitely kind. Emptiness and natural change, true nature allows it to be done. With a solemn body as long as the sky, a great master of enlightened mind who has experienced many calamities.

Who else could be the old Taoist priest who could preside over the lectures at Lingtai Fangcun Mountain and Xieyue Sanxing Cave?

Sun Wukong's master, the most mysterious and powerful person in the Three Realms, the master who has mastered all three religions, the object of fear of Lingshan and Heaven, Master Subhuti.

"Just now, Master Bodhi called me his disciple?"

Hu Xiuwu froze for a moment, feeling ashamed as if someone was trying to take advantage of someone else's trick, only to find out the real owner was right in front of him.

The people in Heaven were fooled by him and Sun Wukong, but he couldn't deceive himself. Hu Xiuwu and Patriarch Bodhi had nothing to do with each other.

Hu Xiuwu held the Chunzi Sword and bowed his head to admit his mistake: "I'm ashamed, it's too late..."

When Master Subhuti picked up his whisk, Hu Xiuwu suddenly felt that the surroundings were pulled into thousands of thin lines. When he looked up again, he had arrived in front of Master Subhuti.

Hu Xiuwu subconsciously clenched Chunzi and was on high alert. If anything went wrong, he would draw his sword and use Chunzi's magical powers to cut through the void and escape.

Since he came to Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, even though he turned the Chunzi Sword into a walking stick, he did not take back the magic sword.

They were afraid that this Subhuti Patriarch was also a dark version, and that they had ulterior motives by luring him into Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

Even Laojun in the Black Myth cannot be trusted. Hu Xiuwu really doesn't know who he can trust.

As if he had not noticed Hu Xiuwu's vigilance, Bodhi Patriarch knocked Hu Xiuwu on the head with the whisk in his hand, and scolded him with a smile:

"You and that monkey were so impetuous and reckless outside, causing so much trouble, but why are you so shy in front of me?"

Touching his forehead that had been hit, Hu Xiuwu said honestly:

"Disciple knows his mistake."

But he actually didn't understand, because Master Subhuti's words had a hidden meaning.

He knew that Sun Wukong had gone with the flow and given Hu Xiuwu a background, but not only was he not angry, he was also willing to accept Hu Xiuwu as his disciple?

Patriarch Subhuti withdrew his hand and slowly said, "Although you and that monkey acted rashly and rudely, your intentions were good. Don't be so reckless in the future."

"Go find a seat and listen to me finish my sutra lecture. Then I'll deal with you."

Hu Xiuwu understood this time.

Master Subhuti knew what Sun Wukong and Hu Xiuwu did, but he also saw Hu Xiuwu's subsequent style of behavior. He took the initiative to go to Uttarakuru, unafraid of power, and killed the Buddha's uncle who was causing trouble.

After recognizing Hu Xiuwu's character, he accepted him as his disciple. That's why Lingtai Fangcun Mountain appeared in the Northern Continent.

Now that I have accepted this disciple, I can't just not meet him and give him the title without teaching him anything.

Hu Xiuwu took back the Chunzi Sword and surrendered with a happy heart: "Yes..."

"teacher."

Patriarch Bodhi nodded and said, "Go quickly, go quickly, don't delay the time of your other fellow disciples."

Hu Xiuwu treated him with the courtesy of a disciple and turned away.

He had just arrived and had already looked around. There were still a few cushions left among the group of disciples surrounding Patriarch Bodhi. Hu Xiuwu picked one on the outer edge and sat down.

Hu Xiuwu didn't know any of the disciples under Patriarch Bodhi, and none of the disciples had the cultivation level of an immortal.

Lingtai Fangcun Mountain is more concerned with fate than Lingshan Mountain. Bodhi Patriarch did not compete with the big sects for disciples, and everything was left to fate. Except for Sun Wukong, no other disciples of his sect have ever become immortals.

Therefore, under Bodhi Patriarch, there is only one Monkey King, who was rejected by various sects in Nanchanbu Continent in the past, but was finally taken in by Bodhi Patriarch based on the principle of "teaching without distinction".

In Black Mythology, Patriarch Bodhi was not from Lingshan, so the claim that the so-called Sun Wukong was the designated guardian of the Journey to the West does not make sense.

If Lingshan had already chosen Sun Wukong, wouldn't it be better to let Mount Wutai, Mount Jiuhua, or Mount Putuo, which have such legitimate Dharma lineages, accept him?

Sun Wukong was chosen to be the protector of the scriptures on the Journey to the West. It was probably after he caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace and demonstrated his skills and abilities that Tathagata noticed him and wanted to tame him and make him his chief monkey.

One is helping someone when the time is right, while the other is enjoying the fruits of others' labor. It is clear who is right and who is wrong.

The teacher is a role model. Having a great and virtuous person like Bodhi Patriarch as a teacher, although his cultivation is not good, he can still be said to be a good gentleman.

These disciples were either straightforward, introverted, cheerful, or gloomy. The only thing they had in common was that none of them harbored any ill will towards Hu Xiuwu. They all accepted him with good intentions.

It’s much better than Heaven and Lingshan.

Hu Xiuwu found the feeling he had in Shangqing in the utilitarian and impetuous Three Realms after a long time.

I couldn't help but relax my guard and listened attentively to Master Subhuti's lecture.

Listen to the lectures of the top figures in the Three Realms and get a glimpse of the wisdom of the outer gods, but Hu Xiuwu's original purpose was to find the world of Journey to the West.

Everyone sat down and returned to silence. Patriarch Bodhi threw the whisk back into his arms and continued to preach:

“Yin and Yang are the ways of heaven and earth, the rules and regulations of all things, the parents of change, the origin of life and death, and the residence of gods. The interaction of the two Qi gives birth to all things…” Talking about the circulation of Yin and Yang, could this be what Patriarch Bodhi said specifically for me?

It's not that Hu Xiuwu is narcissistic. He has just obtained the innate Yin and Yang Qi in the Yin and Yang Qi bottle. Today is the first time that Hu Xiuwu has listened to Patriarch Bodhi's lecture, and Patriarch Bodhi chose such an entry point, which makes it hard for Hu Xiuwu not to think too much.

Hu Xiuwu accepted all of Bodhi Patriarch's kindness and listened carefully to his explanation of the Yin and Yang Qi, feeling deeply touched.

I had an idea about how to integrate the innate yin and yang qi into the Demon Refining Tower.

Close your eyes, the Dantian in your body will be like a furnace, and the Demon Refining Tower will float in it.

"···The two Qis of Yin and Yang go back and forth, and all Qis are born from them, creating the world and the universe···"

The golden words of Bodhi Patriarch entered Hu Xiuwu's ears, and Hu Xiuwu extracted the ideas and put them into practice in the Monster Refining Tower.

When Hu Xiuwu first obtained the Yin and Yang Qi, he was able to integrate it into a layer of Linglong. The method was very simple. Hu Xiuwu always felt that it was a waste to obtain the innate Yin and Yang Qi and use it just as a spiritual energy press, just like the Yin and Yang Qi bottle.

The innate Yin and Yang Qi are infinitely mysterious. If the Yin and Yang Qi could be circulated, the heaven and earth would be created, the clear would rise and the turbid would fall, and the Monster Refining Tower would have the potential and foundation to evolve the universe.

You know, in the Battle of the Gods, the most outstanding magic weapons include Guangchengzi's Fantian Seal, Zhao Gongming's twenty-four Dinghai Pearls, and Nuwa's Map of Mountains, Rivers, and States.

As long as the magic weapon can be integrated into a world, its power will be infinitely enhanced. Whether it is used to suppress the enemy or to become a portable cave to provide a safe place and logistical support, it can be used in a variety of ways.

However, it is easier to destroy than to create. Building a self-sufficient circular world is much more difficult than simply piling up a giant millstone of yin and yang of heaven and earth.

But today, with Patriarch Bodhi performing the Dharma, Hu Xiuwu gained some insights and inspiration, and he integrated knowledge and action, and put it into practice.

What had troubled him before was that there was only one Yin and Yang Qi, but the Demon Refining Tower had seven floors. Hu Xiuwu didn't know how to use one Yin and Yang Qi to radiate the seven floors of the Demon Refining Tower.

No matter which layer it is integrated into, it is inevitable that the top-heavy feeling will be destroyed, destroying the overall harmony of the Demon Refining Tower.

But after listening to Patriarch Bodhi’s teachings today, Hu Xiuwu came up with a solution.

The Yang Qi turns into the Golden Crow and the Yin Qi turns into the Moon Rabbit. They chase each other in an infinite cycle, like a snake swallowing its tail. They seek the principle of Tai Chi, cycle back and forth, take root in the void, crush the void into spiritual essence, absorb the spiritual essence from the outside, and perform the creation from the inside.

A mysterious and all-embracing fetal membrane is formed, which wraps the seven layers of the cave.

The seven layers of the cave are like seven colored glass beads, wrapped in the mysterious yellow fetal membrane. The myriad Qi evolved from the Yin and Yang Qi connect the seven colored glass beads in series.

The seven levels of the heaven share the same sky, with the sun rising and the moon setting, all at the same time.

It is as closely connected as the eighteen levels of hell and the thirty-three heavens, yet it is independent and forms its own system.

Hu Xiuwu had this idea a long time ago, but it was difficult to put it into practice. There were many obstacles and hurdles at every step. It was like the wise men in the world had long dreamed of mastering the energy of the sun, but it took more than a hundred years and created countless wonders.

I just realized it.

It is easy to make a guess but difficult to make it come true. If Hu Xiuwu had not listened to the lecture of Patriarch Bodhi today, he would have to rely on spiritual essence and merit jade coins to forcibly stimulate the power of heaven's creation to evolve the Monster Refining Tower in a way that he knew the results but not the reasons.

In the Dantian, the gem on the top of the tower emits countless rays of light, and the tower body is the color of blue sky and blue sea. It seems that countless mysteries of heaven are swimming on the surface. It looks more mysterious and attractive than the formation diagram of Fenghou Qimen. The base is dark and heavy like Yin soil.

The entire tower seems to be the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao, generous and magnanimous, displaying the Heavenly Dao's magical powers without reservation, making people wish they could sit at the bottom of the tower their entire lives, comprehend the Heavenly Dao, and ascend to become an immortal.

There is no trace of the former seven-story demon-locking stone tower of Mount Shu anymore.

Hu Xiuwu frowned, the Demon Locking Tower had just been completed and had become one of the most valuable treasures in the Three Realms. He could hardly suppress the vision of a divine object coming into the world.

"Can Lingtai Fangcun Mountain suppress the strange phenomenon of the Demon Locking Tower? Don't let the Heavenly Court find out. I have enough troubles on my body right now."

If the Heavenly Court knew that he held a treasure that was no less precious than the Map of Mountains and Rivers and the State in the hands of Nuwa and the Eight Trigrams Alchemy Furnace in the hands of Laozi, I wonder how many people would be jealous.

Patriarch Bodhi glanced at Hu Xiuwu, who was frowning among his disciples, and laughed in his heart:

“Good understanding.”

Then, he waved his whisk again to sweep away all his worries and illnesses.

Hu Xiuwu, who was sitting under the seat, only felt that a white dragon flew towards him, hovered outside his body and tightly enveloped him, turning him into a butterfly pupa in a cocoon.

There was a moment of silence and endless darkness. Hu Xiuwu could not sense any light or sound.

The white dragon isolated him from the inside and outside. Hu Xiuwu could not sense any information from the outside world, and correspondingly, the outside world could not perceive the situation inside the white dragon's cover.

Hu Xiuwu took a deep breath and said from the bottom of his heart:

Bodhi Patriarch is awesome!!!