Qinghe Immortal Clan.

After saying this, Master Jinyun turned around and returned to the main hall in front.

He lit incense, bowed respectfully to the Buddha statue before him, and then sat down cross-legged, beginning to chant scriptures.

Seeing this scene, Song Qingming and his companions, who were standing outside the temple, did not rush to disturb them, but instead found a place to sit down quietly.

The three of them sat cross-legged in the courtyard and waited for most of the day, but the other party never came out.

With a somewhat unpleasant expression, Song Qingyu couldn't help but say, "This little monk is indeed as strange as Fellow Daoist Liu and the others described."

He was just a moment ago disheveled and reeking of alcohol, not at all like a high-ranking monk.

Why are you pretending to be a wise and enlightened person again?

"He's been chanting scriptures for so long, I think he's just making fun of us!"

From the moment Song Qingyu saw Monk Jinyun, she was quite displeased with his strange appearance. Seeing that he hadn't come out for a long time, she couldn't help but want to go forward and drag him out.

Seeing this, Li Xuanyi, who was standing to the side, quickly stopped the other party: "Qingyu, we have asked for your help on this trip, so please say less."

It's just a matter of waiting a little longer; there's no rush.

"After cultivating for so many years, why are you still so impatient? Since the master hasn't come out yet, we might as well wait for him."

After saying that, Song Qingming raised his hand and took out a pot of spirit wine from his "storage bag", then looked at Li Xuanyi who was standing to the side.

A moment later, a flying chariot appeared in the previously deserted courtyard, and Song Qingming and the other two sat inside.

As the wine jug was slowly opened, a refreshing and pleasant aroma of wine instantly filled the surroundings.

After taking a small sip, Song Qingming's face immediately showed a satisfied expression.

"The spirit wine that Fellow Daoist Liu gave me is truly of superior quality. It has been quite some time since I have seen such high-quality spirit wine since I left Xuantian City."

"Hmm! It does taste good, it's a pity I didn't ask him for a few more bottles."

".."

"Oh! Master Jin Yun."

Just as Song Qingming and his companions were enjoying their wine, the young monk who had been earnestly chanting sutras in the main hall suddenly appeared with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Song Qingming and the other two had turned to look at him, "Monk Jinyun" immediately put his hands together in embarrassment and said:

"This humble monk's nose can't resist the smell of top-grade spiritual wine. Fellow Daoists, would you allow this humble monk to taste it as well?"

"Since you like it, Master, then let's do it together."

Seeing that the spirit wine in his hand had successfully lured the other party out, Song Qingming immediately invited the other party to sit down, and then pushed the remaining half pot of spirit wine over to him.

Seeing this, "Monk Jinyun" did not refuse any further, grabbed the wine pot, and took a big gulp.

Before long, he was completely absorbed in it, and a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"This is indeed fine wine. I'm really lucky to have run into you all today."

When Liu Ziliang specially gifted him several jugs of spirit wine, Song Qingming thought it was just a casual gesture.

I never expected that "Monk Jinyun" would like this item so much. I guess Liu Ziliang probably knew about this all along, but just didn't tell me.

After taking another large gulp of spiritual wine, the satisfied "Golden Cloud Monk" finally raised his eyes to look at the person in front of him.

"By the way, what brings you here, fellow Daoist? I almost forgot to ask you."

Upon hearing this, Song Qingming immediately cut to the chase and asked, "Does the master know about the Buddhist secret treasure, the Seven-Colored Blue Lotus, and how to refine it?"

"Seven-colored blue lotus, you must be referring to the merit blue lotus of my Buddhist school, right?"

Slightly startled, "Golden Cloud Monk" raised his hand and waved, and a ball of blue light appeared out of thin air in front of Song Qingming and the other two, then coalesced into a blue lotus flower.

"I never expected that the master would also possess such a treasure. It seems that I have indeed come to the right place this time."

Upon seeing the pure magical power that he was very familiar with, Song Qingming immediately nodded and then summoned the "Seven-Colored Green Lotus" from his body.

"The Lotus of Merit is a secret treasure of our Buddhist school. I wonder why Fellow Daoist Song would refine this treasure? Would you be so kind as to tell this humble monk?"

Seeing that "Golden Cloud Monk" was staring intently at him, Song Qingming remained calm and quickly explained, "To be honest, Master, this treasure is a spiritual object that I obtained from a demon expert a few years ago."

However, Song was not very familiar with Buddhist treasures, and after refining them, he found that he could not activate them properly, which puzzled him.

That's why I came to consult the master about this matter.

Faced with Song Qingming's frank confession, "Golden Cloud Monk" paused for a moment before replying, "As expected, this humble monk was not mistaken. This Merit Lotus of yours was not crafted by you personally."

Fellow Daoist Song, you may not know this, but the seven-colored lotus in your hand is a magical treasure crafted with the merits of a cultivator.

This treasure is closely linked to the cultivator's own merits. Once the cultivator passes away or is taken away by others and forcibly refined, it will be lost.

The power of merit within is easily tainted by the evil energy of the one who refines it, making it difficult to unleash the true power of the magic weapon.

The seven-colored lotus in your hand has not only passed through many hands, but has even been refined by the demon race. It is tainted with too much evil energy, which should explain this situation.

It's not surprising that we're encountering this problem.

"So that's why I couldn't unleash the full power of this treasure once it was in my hands."

"I wonder if there's any way to remove the evil energy tainted within this treasure. I humbly request Master Jin Yun's guidance."

The "Seven-Colored Green Lotus" magic weapon in Song Qingming's hand had been refined by the Xuanjia Demon Emperor for many years. This demon had a strong aura of evil, so it was inevitable that it would be tainted by his own magic weapon.

Since he began cultivating, Song Qingming has also killed many demonic beasts and cultivators.

Although his own killing intent was far less than that of a demon cultivator like the "Mysterious Armor Demon Emperor" who had been practicing for thousands of years, he still possessed a considerable amount of malevolent energy.

After successfully refining the "Seven-Colored Green Lotus," Song Qingming has been studying it for over a year and has noticed that the accumulated merit power of this treasure seems to be less pure than before.

Upon hearing what "Monk Jinyun" said, he suddenly realized what was going on and quickly bowed to ask him for guidance.

Faced with Song Qingming's humble request for advice, the "Golden Cloud Monk" sitting to the side quickly fell silent.

After hesitating for a moment, he slowly said, "Fellow Daoist Song, there is a way to remove the evil energy from the Seven-Colored Green Lotus."

"It will be somewhat difficult, though; I'm afraid you might not be willing to accept it."

"If you need any spiritual items, please just say so. As long as it is within my power, I will do my best to provide them."

When the Xuanjia Demon Emperor used the "Seven-Colored Green Lotus," this treasure's defensive power was outstanding, even comparable to that of a counterfeit spiritual treasure.

But now that it's in Song Qingming's hands, its power is even less than that of a fourth-grade high-quality defensive magic weapon, which is really disappointing.

If he doesn't find a way to remove the evil energy inside, this treasure will be of little use to him.

Song Qingming didn't want the magic weapon he had finally managed to snatch from the demon race to become a useless object, so he could only place his hopes on the "Golden Cloud Monk" in front of him.

As long as the evil energy within the "Seven-Colored Green Lotus" can be successfully removed, the original power of this treasure can be restored.

Even if it requires paying some spirit stones or high-level spiritual items as a price, as long as he can afford it, Song Qingming is willing to accept it.

He was surprised by what "Monk Jinyun" said next.

"Hehe! Fellow Daoist also knows that this Seven-Colored Green Lotus was made from the best merits of Buddhism. The best way to remove the evil energy is naturally to purify it with high-level Buddhist techniques."

To be honest, I happen to have a secret Buddhist method that can purify this substance.

Fellow Daoist Song has come from afar, and despite the dilapidated state of this temple, you are willing to offer incense to Buddha. You must be someone with a karmic connection to Buddhism. If you are willing to join our Buddhist sect, cultivate this secret method, and spend another ten or twenty years accumulating merit to dispel the evil energy within, it should not be a difficult task.

Moreover, if you accumulate enough merit in the future, you can enhance the power of this magic weapon; it might even advance to a fifth-grade spiritual treasure.

"what?"

"You monk, you really have a big mouth. You actually want to trick Seventh Brother into becoming your disciple. I think you really think we are three-year-olds."

Upon hearing "Monk Jinyun's" words, before Song Qingming could speak, Song Qingyu and Li Xuanyi couldn't help but shout it out.

Although I had anticipated that the method proposed by the other party might not be so simple.

But they really didn't expect that this little monk would dare to propose such an outrageous thing as having Song Qingming join the Buddhist order.

Upon hearing this, not only Song Qingyu, but even Li Xuanyi, who had been able to remain calm, couldn't sit still and looked at Song Qingming beside her.

She was genuinely worried that her husband would believe the words of the "Golden Cloud Monk" before him.

What if Song Qingming really does become a monk?

"Fellow Daoist, please don't misunderstand. This humble monk is merely stating the method for dispelling evil energy as Fellow Daoist Song suggested, not deceiving anyone."

If you, fellow Daoist, are unwilling, how dare this humble monk force you?

Seeing that Song Qingyu and Li Xuanyi were both staring at him with predatory eyes, "Monk Jinyun" quickly waved his hand to explain, fearing that the two would really attack him.

"Qingyu, you mustn't be rude."

Seeing this, Song Qingming quickly stood up and reached out to stop Song Qingyu, then turned around and cupped his hands in greeting:
"Although I have some interest in Buddhist esoteric practices, I have no intention of abandoning Taoism to become a Buddhist. I hope the Zen Master will not misunderstand."

"Is there any other way to exchange this secret method with the Zen master and help me fulfill this wish?"

"Although the Buddha said that the Dharma should not be lightly accepted from outsiders, how could this humble monk deliberately make things difficult for you, Fellow Daoist Song, who is so sincerely seeking instruction?"

"If you are willing to lend a hand, I, this humble monk, can offer you this secret technique with both hands, and pass on the method to dispel evil energy to you."

"Please enlighten me, Zen Master!"

In the world of cultivation, whether facing Taoism, Buddhism, or demons and monsters, cultivators can generally reach a deal as long as there is enough benefit between them.

The reason why "Monk Jinyun" initially proposed such outrageous conditions for him to join the Buddhist order was simply to pave the way for what he would say next.

Upon hearing the "Golden Cloud Monk" reveal his true thoughts, Song Qingming nodded knowingly and patiently calmed down.

".."

"Does the Zen master mean that if we help you avoid this calamity, he will pass on the secret method to me?"

After hearing the other party's explanation, Song Qingming finally understood the conditions proposed by "Monk Jinyun," and his expression couldn't help but show some surprise.

It turns out that the "Golden Cloud Monk" in front of us once practiced a secret method of deduction.

However, his method of divination differed from Xia Mo's cultivation of the Heavenly Secrets Technique; he could only deduce his own fortune and misfortune, and his calculations were extremely accurate.

A year ago, "Monk Jinyun" used a secret method to deduce that he would face a calamity within the next few years.

Seeing that Song Qingming and the other two were quite powerful, "Golden Cloud Monk" wanted to use his secret method of dispelling evil energy in exchange for Song Qingming's help to avoid this calamity.

“What Fellow Daoist Song said is correct; this is exactly what I meant.”

To be honest, when you all came to our temple yesterday, I almost thought you were the ones who would bring about my demise, which is why I used magic to hide in the backyard.

I never imagined that you fellow Daoists were the very people who helped me escape this calamity. Please forgive my rudeness.”

"Hey, you monk, you really know how to take advantage of a situation and say only the nice things."

"We haven't even agreed to anything yet, how could we be your benefactors? We can't accept that."

"Hehe! In Buddhism, when we interact with people, we talk about fate and destiny."

"Since you fellow Daoists have come here, it means you have a connection with this humble monk, and you are certainly worthy of being honored guests."

Although "Monk Jinyun" was a Buddhist monk, his words were incredibly slick. He didn't mind Song Qingyu's sarcastic remarks at all; instead, he kept smiling obsequiously.

After hearing what the other party said, Song Qingming pondered for a moment and slowly asked, "Since we have bumped into each other, it must be fate. If we can really help you, it is not impossible."

However, we are not cultivators from Zhongyuan Immortal Continent, so we cannot stay here for long. I'm afraid we won't be able to stay here indefinitely.

I wonder if the Zen Master could give a timeframe, how long this calamity will last before we can avert it.

Otherwise, even if I were willing to help, I'm afraid I would be powerless to do so.

Although with Song Qingming's supernatural abilities, as long as he didn't encounter a Nascent Soul cultivator, helping "Golden Cloud Monk" avoid this calamity wouldn't be too difficult.

However, this calamity was deduced by the other party through secret methods, and its authenticity is uncertain; who knows when it will occur?

Song Qingming didn't have much time to stay here and protect the other party.

Hearing the concerns in Song Qingming's words, "Golden Cloud Monk" pondered for a moment, then smiled and replied, "It's easy to say that Fellow Daoist Song is worried about this."

I am but a wandering monk, and Hongyun Temple is merely a temporary place for me to stay.

As a monk, I follow the path of fate. If you three fellow practitioners do not mind, I am willing to leave this place with you.

In this way, we won't waste your time.

Fellow Daoist, what do you think of this plan?

"I said, what kind of trick are you up to, little monk? After all this talk, it turns out you just want to cling to us."

"What murderous calamity, what a benefactor, it all sounds so mysterious. I bet you just made it up on purpose!"

"Amitabha Buddha, a monk does not lie, and this humble monk dares not!"

After shaking his head, "Monk Jinyun" raised his hand and gently touched the wide cuff of his sleeve. In a flash of inspiration, a blue scroll appeared in his hand.

Without hesitation, "Golden Cloud Monk" tossed it to Song Qingming.

As his divine sense swept across the blue scroll in his hand, a Buddhist cultivation technique quickly appeared before his eyes, causing Song Qingming's expression to change slightly.

The next moment, Song Qingming, who had been pondering, nodded slightly and said:

"Since the Zen Master trusts me so much, I will agree to this matter and do my best to protect you from this calamity."

However, I, Song, would like to make it clear beforehand that if we encounter any trouble that even I cannot resolve, I ask for your understanding and request that you seek another solution.

"Fellow Daoist, rest assured, since this humble monk believes in fate, I will not force it."

".."

When Song Qingming learned that "Monk Jinyun" wanted to leave with him, he was initially hesitant about whether to agree to take him along.

However, when he saw that "Monk Jinyun" had decisively taught him the technique to dispel evil energy, Song Qingming still chose to trust him and agreed to the task.

With Song Qingming's current supernatural abilities, he should not be in any danger unless he encounters a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Even if he cannot protect the other party from this calamity, it should not be difficult for him to protect himself and escape.

Moreover, this so-called calamity is not necessarily going to happen.

It's also possible that "Monk Jinyun" himself made a mistake in his calculations. (End of Chapter)