Tongtian Bamboo Repair

Chapter 436 Medicine Master’s Palace
After hearing what he said, Zhang Miao thought about it and threw a pill into his mouth to taste it. But at this moment, Heng Shiqi unexpectedly stopped him.

He said in a weird tone: "You really eat it. This is a hundred thousand catties, not a hundred thousand catties. Except for those ancient immortals and Buddhas who used their strength to prove the Tao in ancient times, no one can withstand this huge force." If you eat it, you will most likely explode and die."

This was also the reason why Heng Shiqi had no interest in this elixir. This elixir is very good and was extremely difficult to make in ancient times. But it was so powerful that no one could bear it. With a body as small as Heng Shiqi's, if he took one of these pills, he would explode and die immediately.

Zhang Miao was stunned when he heard this. He scratched his head and said, "There is such a saying..." He looked at the three pills in his hand, thought for a moment and put them away. It would probably be too choking for him to eat now, but he might be able to eat it later.

Seeing his appearance, Heng Shiqi couldn't help but shake his head in his heart. This elixir is like poison wrapped in honey. Everyone will be attracted to it, but if you eat it, it will be over.

And after taking revenge, Heng Shiqi felt much better. He looked at the Medicine Master's Palace halfway up the mountain and said, "Okay, let's move on."

The two of them continued to move forward. The corpse-scented konjac was burned, and the faint fragrance here also disappeared.

Walking halfway up the mountain, still halfway to the Medicine Master's Palace, the mountain road on the mountainside suddenly became blurry. Both of them were shocked. At this time, a broken golden Arhat walked out of the mountain path. The golden skin on his body was also broken, but the traces of broken skin formed a kind face.

This face is very similar to the face of the Bodhisattva on the bronze door. It may be the same Bodhisattva.

The eyes of the broken golden Arhat were closed, while eight eyes were open on the top of his head, each eye filled with an immersive madness. Eight eyes stared at Zhang Miao and the two, making people dare not look at them.

"Here they come, this should be the Arhat guarding the mountain. Brother Zhang, are you sure you can deal with them?" Heng Shiqi said softly to Zhang Miao. In his impression, Zhang Miao should have the strength to deal with these Arhats.

In ancient times, monks at the Arhat and Bodhisattva levels had varying strengths. Some monks have attained Arhat status, but their strength is only equivalent to that of the current golden elixir stage monks. But some Arhats are extremely powerful, even comparable to some weak Buddhas. Realm and strength are not linked. This is the biggest characteristic of ancient monks.

No one knows the strength of the broken golden Arhat in front of them. They can only know it after doing it once.

Zhang Miao was also unsure, but he nodded and said, "We won't know until we fight." He frowned and walked slowly to the front. The next second, he kicked the ground hard and rushed forward. He raised his fist and hit the ruined golden Arhat.

This Arhat looks stupid, but is actually very alert. He was covered in golden light, and his body moved like an immovable bronze bell. He clasped his hands together, lowered his head, and closed his eyes slightly. He wanted to use his immovable golden body to resist Zhang Miao's punch!
With a loud bang, the golden Arhat flew out like a bent shrimp in an instant, and the golden skin all over his body burst open and fell down like paint peeling off.

The golden Arhat crashed through several woods and fell to the ground. He struggled hard to stand up. But he spent a long time and failed to achieve his wish. After all, he fell to the ground and couldn't move.

"That's it?" Zhang Miao had an expression of disbelief on her face. This golden Arhat...is so vulnerable.

Heng Shiqi was also stunned. He nodded and said, "As expected of Brother Zhang, he is indeed very capable." After saying that, he frowned, but walked up first.

The two continued to move forward on the mountain road, and there were still prying eyes around them. But what is surprising is that no golden Arhat dared to stop the two of them at this moment. There were many people in the woods beside the mountain road, but no one dared to come out.

The two of them arrived in front of the Medicine Master's Palace without any surprise.

The Medicine Master's Palace is extremely tall, with the doors several feet high. At this moment, the palace door is closed tightly, and there is silence behind the door. Heng Shiqi was silent for a moment, and he said to Zhang Miao: "When we get here, I can only go in alone. You look around first, and come back here in an hour."

He hesitated for a moment, then took out a pill from his arms and said, "This is the Great Pill of Yama. I will give you the reward first. If I don't show up after an hour, then you can leave on your own."

Zhang Miao looked at the elixir in his hand. This elixir was golden and had lines flowing on it. He knew it was worth a lot at a glance. Zhang Miao smiled slightly and said, "You're paying me now, aren't you afraid that I'll just take the things and leave?"

Heng Shiqi shook his head and said, "I'm afraid, but I'm more willing to take a gamble. If I can't get out and you can't get paid, then I've broken my promise, and I don't want to be the one who breaks my promise."

This is the nature of Heng Shiqi. Even though this person is in all kinds of troubles, he is an honest person.

Zhang Miao put away the Yama Demon Pill and said calmly: "Don't worry, I will come. I am not one to break my promise."

The two people have different paths and do not seek each other's will, but they are both honest and trustworthy people.

Heng Shiqi nodded. He took out a stick of fragrance from his arms and lit it. Then he bowed to the Medicine Master's Hall. Then he recited "The Medicine Master's Original Vow Sutra" and walked slowly towards the door of the palace.

When he walked to the palace door, the palace door suddenly opened. He also took a step forward. The moment the palace door opened, Zhang Miao saw with a startled glance that there seemed to be a compassionate Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged in the palace.

That position should have been that of the Medicine Buddha, but the Bodhisattva sat stiffly on it...

When Zhang Miao looked at the Bodhisattva, the Bodhisattva seemed to also look at Zhang Miao. The exchange of glances between the two made Zhang Miao tremble and shudder. At this time, the palace door was also closed, and calm returned to the front of the hall.

Zhang Miao thought for a moment, then turned and left. Things in the palace have nothing to do with him, but he can go and find out what else is here.

Next to the Medicine Master Hall is the monastery, with one on the left and one on the left. Zhang Miao thought for a moment and walked to the monastery on the left.

It was quiet inside the monastery. Zhang Miao found a room at random and went in. Even though thousands of years have passed, this monastery has not changed much. Medicine Buddha suppressed this temple and also suppressed the time of this temple.

There are beds and seats in the monk's room. There is also a dead bonsai. Several cabinets contain water bottles and clothes. Other than that, there's nothing special here. This was the case for several monks' rooms in a row. It seems that there is nothing to gain from the monk's room.

Zhang Miao continued to walk around the monastery. Suddenly, he saw a statue of General Yaaksha. This statue is lifelike, as if it were a real Yaaksha general. In the Medicine Buddha system, General Yaaksha is the protector of this path, which is not surprising in this temple.

But...but Zhang Miao spent some time in Honglian Temple. Putting General Yasha here made him feel something was wrong.

He walked carefully around General Yasha. Suddenly, he put his hand against the statue, and then pushed towards the statue with a sudden force. As expected, the statue made a rumbling sound and was actually pushed away by him!
'It's true, there really is something famous under the statue of General Yaksha! ' Zhang Miao thought in his mind.

As a protector, there is either no problem with this statue, or if there is a problem, there must be something suppressing it underneath. The Red Lotus Sect has a Demon Suppressing Cave, so is there a similar place in this temple?

Looking at the dark hole under the statue, Zhang Miao walked down without hesitation.

After a few steps, Zhang Miao smelled a strong smell of blood. This smell persists for thousands of years, obviously this place is not a good place. Good places will not be suppressed by General Yasha.

Zhang Miao had great eyesight, and he could see clearly even in the dark underground. This seems to be a prison, divided into small rooms. Looking through the cracks in the door, some of the small rooms contained several skeletons, while others were completely empty.

Zhang Miao's expression remained unchanged as he continued to move forward until he reached a place similar to a lobby. He saw that the ground here was covered with dried blood. The blood had soaked into the floor and dyed it red.

Zhang Miao looked around and saw a large pot as tall as a person and several huge stoves. Some long-dead firewood was piled haphazardly aside. When I walked into the big pot, I saw that it was dark inside and had some strange smell.

'This is a cauldron for cooking human flesh...' Such a thought flashed through Zhang Miao's mind. He suddenly remembered Heng Shiqi's introduction that this temple was once occupied by goblins, and all the monks in the temple were eaten clean. If this is the case, this is not a prison, but a goblin canteen!
Those small rooms are not prisons, but human pens where monks are imprisoned! Once upon a time, goblins occupied the temple. They turned into monks, chanted sutras and practiced during the day, and killed people and cooked meat at night. The monks were kept here so that fresh human flesh could be readily available to them.

Zhang Miao shook his head. After tens of millions of years, the goblin has passed away and the murderer is no longer alive. There is only the remnant of sin here...

Zhang Miao walked here and looked around casually. Suddenly, he saw something that seemed to be carved on the wall of a room. His heart moved, so he walked into the room and took a look, only to find that it was a scripture asking for help and repentance. The monk who was imprisoned here was in extreme panic and wrote this sutra to seek help from the Medicine Buddha. His helplessness and despair at that time can also be seen from the writing.

Unfortunately, this is not a spiritual scripture. Perhaps, there are no spiritual scriptures to be found here at all. In such a precarious situation, who would still be in the mood to practice, and who would still have hope for practice? This is not the protagonist of the novel Hell Begins...

Zhang Miao complained like this in his heart, but just when this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly became alert.

'Yeah, why can't there be such a person? Maybe I'm too narrow-minded! 'Zhang Miao thought so.

At this time, the thoughts that appeared in his heart were not without reason. For people like him, when they have practiced to a certain level, the thoughts in their hearts will have some forebodings.

Thinking of this, Zhang Miao immediately sat down cross-legged. He closed his eyes. Suddenly, there was wind above his head, but his Yin Shen jumped out from above his head!
Searching room by room is really too slow. It is better to let the Yin God go out and let the Yin God look for it. The Yin Shen can go through walls and into the ground, so the search efficiency is much greater.

Zhang Miao's Yin Shen floated out. He was very fast and passed through the rooms quickly. From his Yin Shen's perspective, everything was invisible and he could see everything clearly.

Suddenly, he stopped in a room. He looked at the ground. There was nothing carved on the ground, but there was something under the floor tiles!
As his mind moved, the floor tile was picked up by the magical power of imperialism. Sure enough, there was a thousand-year-old leaf under the floor tile. Zhang Miao picked up the leaf. There was a scripture written on the leaf in tiny characters. And this scripture is not a scripture asking for help, but an ancient scripture.

"Six Methods of Preserving God" is exactly the name of this ancient scripture. And this scripture is also strange. It is not a Buddhist scripture, nor a Taoist scripture, but a demon clan scripture...

It is said that the ancient demon clan also had a civilization of cultivation, but later on, the demon clan had civil wars in successive years, and 90% of their heritage was wiped out. The remaining 10% of the inheritance was recorded into the bloodline by the great supernatural power users of the demon clan. It was no longer recorded in words, but converted into bloodline inheritance.

Nowadays, this kind of demon clan with blood inheritance is also withered and rare, and the legendary dragon and phoenix are even missing. If there are not a large number of spiritual beasts with dragon and phoenix blood, there are doubts whether these two clans are real.

However, there are some demonic texts written by the demon clan. This kind of writing is also similar to runes and is powerful. There are very few people who study demon literature, but Zhang Miao has learned it. When he came into contact with Xiangmao and the others, he had seen demon literature learned in the club.

Now this scripture cannot trouble him. He read it carefully and found that this scripture happened to be the method of 'Refining God and Transforming Void' and 'Refining Void and Combining Dao' that he lacked.

Seeing this, Zhang Miao couldn't help but frown. This was too much of a coincidence. Whatever he lacks, he will get it. Could it be that he has fallen into some powerful trap again?

Zhang Miao's heart moved, and he was really scared. He was afraid that he would fall into the hands of someone like Ksitigarbha again...

But then he thought again, this place was an ancient place tens of millions of years ago. If someone could have designed him tens of millions of years ago, there was nothing he could do.

Zhang Miao looked at the scripture in his hand and finally put it away. It’s a blessing, not a curse, but it’s a curse that cannot be avoided.

The Yin God returned to Zhang Miao's body with the scriptures. After the Yin God returned, Zhang Miao picked up the scriptures on the ground. At this moment, he suddenly felt the ground shake violently, and he seemed to hear a roar!

Zhang Miao's heart moved, and he immediately walked out of the underground cafeteria. He followed the sound and saw that the Medicine Master's Palace was shrouded in black light. Endless darkness shrouded the entire hall, and it seemed that not even a bit of light could be revealed.

Zhang Miao calculated with her fingers that the hour had come. He should go to the Medicine Master's Palace to meet Heng Shiqi, but in this case, should he go or not?

(End of this chapter)