Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 119 Chapter 118
"Then please do as you please, uncle."

De Zheng did not raise any objection to Qi Ci's blatant act of intercepting his disciples.

Because there is no point in raising objections.

The other party's cultivation is extremely high, and he can be called a first-class master in the world.

This practice of using courtesy before force can be considered as a sign of respect for a junior like him.

Moreover, Qici had given De Zheng a lot of help on his path of cultivation, and could be said to be like a teacher to De Zheng.

Adding up all the factors, there is absolutely no reason to refuse.

"Is this mirror the basis for Senior Qie's decision to accept a disciple?"

De Zheng glanced at the mirror in the other person's hand, and the latter chuckled.

"Yes, I borrowed this spiritual weapon from the alchemy master of Louguandao."

"With this bone mirror in hand, the person's bone age, cultivation level, demon head, and even the depth of the evil spirit that has corroded their mind can all be revealed one by one."

"But Taiyi has a backup plan. The mirror is in my hand. It can only see the sixth realm and below. It's not possible for someone like you."

De Zheng couldn't help showing envy when he heard this.

This item is indeed a powerful tool for the sect to recruit disciples, but unfortunately Taiyi Zhenren is notoriously moody. He even dares to turn his back on the head of Louguan Dao, let alone a junior like him.

"I'm afraid the senior must have put in a lot of effort."

"Not really," Monk Qieci casually stuffed the bone mirror into the bulging cloth bag.

"Brother Taiyi is really moody. He said he wouldn't lend it to me at first, but then he suddenly changed his attitude and left. I don't know what he was so anxious about, but he finally lent it to me."

De Zheng said uncertainly:
"I remember that senior seemed to have a cave nearby."

"However, there are high-grade magic treasures guarding the way on the mountainside. They probably don't want anyone to disturb their tranquility."

"is it?"

Monk Qieci was a little curious, but Dezheng immediately asked:
"But senior, among the young people who came to participate in the Ullambana Festival, a considerable number of them practiced my Buddhist martial arts."

"But the subsequent cultivation methods of us, the Northern Tiangu Leiyin lineage, and the Western Wulianshou lineage where our predecessors are from, are ultimately different."

"If the disciple you're eyeing isn't even practicing Buddhist martial arts, it'll probably take some effort to switch to a different cultivation method."

"If I take the San Gong Pills and damage my Qi and blood, I'm afraid it will hinder my future."

"How about I ask Decong to prepare a furnace of pills for you in advance?"

"My dear nephew, you are still so thoughtful—but I have already made preparations."

Monk Qieci stretched out his fat hand, clasped his five fingers together, and the red flame condensed into a flower bud, which then blossomed into an eight-petal red lotus, with Sanskrit words seeming to float in it.

"I originally wanted to use this as payment for borrowing the bone mirror, but Taiyi didn't like it."

"Although this martial art is not complete, it is perfect for transitioning to a new skill."

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers and a lotus slowly flew over.

"Since I'm borrowing my nephew's precious land to recruit a disciple, you can come and see it as a reward."

"The seniors are still so particular about doing things", and their virtue is in accordance with the eleven etiquettes.

His words were not flattery. In this world, the stronger the masters, the more domineering and self-willed they are.

When it comes to juniors, the attitude is basically "It's your honor to have you do something."

There are very few people like Budai Monk who does not put on airs as a senior master, informs his master in advance before doing anything, and even gives rewards in advance.

De Zheng was not a greedy person. Although Qiezhi thought this was worth a look, he stretched out his hand and gently scooped out only a small part of the Sanskrit floating in the lotus.

"Vaiśravaṇa King was born in the Heaven of Naṇā, and all the gods were filled with great joy."

"At that time, the World Honored One, after comforting the Heavenly King Vaisravana, entered into the Samadhi of Blazing Universal Light, subduing the Yakshas."

"When Nāṇādīpa manifested this form, the earth shook, and all who saw him were terrified. The Third Prince is adept at taming the Asuras, the Yakshas, ​​and the Rakshasas, and can also summon all the heavenly dragons."

For a moment, the profound meaning of Buddhist martial arts flowed in his mind. After a moment of trance, De Zheng couldn't help but praise:

"It's truly a wonderful method. Even if it's a fragment, it's better than the Yaksha Division's top-grade martial art, the Flying Yaksha Kung Fu."

"I wonder who in this state capital is so lucky as to be favored by the senior?"

"I'm afraid my senior brother's path is no longer viable."

Zhang Lishi returned to the escort agency with a tired look on his face. Shi Tie, Zhang Yuelu, Ye Chengxiao, Li Cunxiao and others were stunned when they heard this.

When the whole story was explained, everyone's faces were filled with anger.

"This Master Yuanhua is simply taking advantage of someone's misfortune!"

Zhang Yuelu was indignant, and looked at her father with a bit more heartache in her eyes.

She knew how strong-willed her father was. If it had happened in Chuqiu, he would have been furious and started a fight.

But now that he had come to the state capital, he had to keep his head down and behave himself. The bitterness of this was hard to describe to outsiders.

"Don't be impulsive. The situation is stronger than people. Besides, I didn't agree to his conditions."

"It's one thing to seek asylum, and another to be completely dependent on others."

"I've been away from the state capital for many years, and I don't know what's going on in the temple. I absolutely cannot let you get involved in the fight between those people."

"For now, I'm afraid the only solution is to ask Master Decong for a try."

After Zhang Lishi finished speaking, Ye Chengxiao seemed to think of something and was suddenly startled.

"Master, are you talking about the head of the Medicine King Academy, the renowned alchemist in the state capital?"

He was happy at first, but then he looked embarrassed.

"But I heard from people in the city that he only loves to study alchemy. He has few followers and even fewer disciples."

"Even the powerful families in the city would find it difficult to get him to show any favor."

The rest of the words were left unspoken, but everyone understood that the escort agency was just one of the many people who had left their homes.

Apart from Zhang Lishi's somewhat impressive skills, the rest are not worth mentioning.

"Don't worry about this, I have my own way."

Zhang Lishi, Shi Tie and Li Cunxiao looked at each other and understood what was going on.

It's time for the spiritual herbs harvested from Tiankeng Lake to come into play.

"Master wants us to offer spiritual herbs in exchange for protection?"

After Ye Chengxiao and Zhang Yuelu left, Zhang Lishi heard Li Cunxiao's question and nodded slightly.

"Master Decong has a pure character. Apart from refining elixirs, he has never cared about the temple's affairs."

"But the more this happens, the other abbots, even Abbot Dezheng, will respect him."

"The Migu Flower is one of the main ingredients for refining the Heart-Settling Pill. This pill is priceless and truly a magical elixir."

"It is said to be an extremely important elixir for breaking through the fifth realm. It is no exaggeration to say that it can give a warrior an extra life."

"The way my master uses it is like a cow chewing a peony. It is really helpless."

"Master Decong is a man of his word. As long as you offer the spiritual herbs, Yuanjue will not risk offending an alchemy master by causing trouble for you."

"In this way, you can participate in the Yulan Festival smoothly, and your safety will be guaranteed."

Having said that, Zhang Lishi looked at Li Cunxiao with a bit more regret.

The requirements for alchemy masters to accept disciples are more stringent than those for the inner courtyard, and they usually start selecting boys as young as fourteen years old.

It is said that only one suitable seedling can be picked out from ten thousand people.

After being selected, one must learn to identify medicinal properties and memorize the characteristics and processing methods of hundreds of medicines.

Such preparations must be continued until the alchemist apprentice breaks through the Huangting.

The fire of true Qi is the most basic and important condition for refining elixirs.

In other words, any alchemist must be a Huangting warrior.

However, Huangting warriors are not necessarily qualified to become alchemists.

Human energy is limited. It's difficult to focus on studying drug ratios and controlling the heat while also practicing martial arts, let alone engaging in actual combat, even in a life-or-death struggle.

The virtuous and intelligent chieftain, however, was a natural talent. Not only was he a master in alchemy, but his cultivation and combat prowess were also among the best among the chieftains.

It is foreseeable that such a genius would have such a high vision.

"If Sanlang had been born in the state capital, he might have had the opportunity to become an alchemist. Even if he could only refine the lowest-grade elixirs, he would still be a guest of honor among the powerful and wealthy." "What a pity."

Zhang Lishi has lost count of how many times he has sighed since returning to the provincial capital.

But when Li Cunxiao heard this, he couldn't help but pay attention to a few words in the words.

"Master, what realm is beyond Huangting?"

"Beyond the Yellow Court is the True Form, and beyond the True Form is the Ladder to Heaven."

"The Huangting realm connects the meridians and refines the true qi. You already know that."

"As for the true form, I don't know much. When I first learned martial arts in the temple, everyone was very secretive about it. I only know there's a saying called the Demonic Transformation Realm."

"I heard that breaking through this level is extremely dangerous. Nine out of ten warriors will die at this level."

"As for the Heavenly Ladder, I heard that it requires tempering the spine and so on. The abbots in the temple are at this level."

Zhang Lishi spoke vaguely, but Li Cunxiao did not blame him.

The other party didn't stay in the Dharma Court of Tiangu Temple for long because he had to leave the state capital because he offended Yuanjue.

Before being promoted to Huangting, Zhang Lishi was in Chuqiu, so naturally he had no access to that information.

"Master, why did you kill Yuanjue's brother?"

Li Cunxiao was still somewhat curious, and Shi Tie also pricked up his ears when he heard this.

Zhang Lishi was silent for a moment.

"Yuanjue's surname is Wei, and he has a younger brother named Wei Yun."

"Back when I was in the Dharma Hall of the temple, Yuanjue was a few years ahead of me. At that time, he had already achieved internal organ perfection, while I had just achieved a breakthrough in my internal organs."

"Wei Yun's talent is far inferior to his brother's. He has been staying in Luohan Hall, relying on his good brother to act tyrannically."

"I was already in my twenties at the time, well past the age of being overly passionate, and I didn't really like to meddle in other people's business."

"But one time, I discovered that bastard Wei Yun was secretly raping female pilgrims under the guise of fortune-telling."

Zhang Lishi didn't know what he was thinking about, but his five thick fingers slowly clenched into a fist.

"That beast is shameless. Even after I caught him, he still dared to call himself the Goddess of Childbirth."

"Then he used his brother Yuanjue to coerce and bribe me, and took advantage of my distraction to kill the female pilgrim, intending to frame me."

"I was so furious that I beat the beast to death with three punches."

"Later, the elders of the temple suppressed the matter in order to cover up the scandal."

"Yuanjue was exiled because of this, and I was expelled from the sect for killing a fellow disciple."

"Someone later told me that this was the result of Abbot Dezheng's strong decision overcoming all objections."

"Because the female pilgrim's family simply denies that this happened."

"There are no witnesses or physical evidence. The Wei family originally wanted to kill me..."

“But thanks to Abbot Dezheng, I was able to leave the state capital safely.”

"After that, I met Cui Da and Cui Er and founded the escort agency."

Zhang Lishi took a deep breath, and there was not much expression on his face.

"Master, do you regret your choice?"

Li Cunxiao moved his mouth, but ultimately did not speak. He just left the room with Shi Tie.

Leaving the room in silence.

The next day, there was a huge crowd of people in front of Tiangu Temple.

Upon hearing the news of the Ullambana Festival, many young warriors rushed to the scene. Several monks and five teams of warrior monks were specially arranged at the side door to maintain order.

The Arhat Hall is called the Outer Courtyard by the people of the state capital, and it accepts lay disciples.

Among them, those who pass the examination will be admitted to the Dharma Academy, those who pass the examination will become monk soldiers, and those who pass the examination will be sent to various places to manage the temple’s property, or leave the temple to make a living on their own.

The monk soldiers must at least have great strength in Qi and blood, and their organization is no different from that of an army.

Ten people form a squad, five people form a group, and three groups form a team. There are three teams in Tiangu Temple, with a total of 450 people.

Together with the warrior monks scattered into the surrounding branch temples, they are known as the "Eight Hundred Vajras" and are enough to rival thousands of elite soldiers. Apart from the major leaders, they are the main force of the sect to suppress rebellion.

"If such an elite force were to march into Chuqiu, I'm afraid Murong Bo would have to kneel on the spot."

On one side of the team, Li Cunxiao secretly looked at the monk soldiers.

These people were holding guns and knives, wearing monk robes over their armor, and each of them was strong and powerful.

To be able to support such an army, one can imagine how amazing the land and property owned by Tiangu Temple must be.

"I heard that there's a special area behind Karma Mountain where the temple raises demons. I'm afraid there are other demon meat fields hidden out there."

There was a look of desire in Ye Chengxiao's eyes, and Zhang Yuelu was also full of yearning, but she just looked at Li Cunxiao.

"Junior Brother Li, what should we do now?"

The latter subconsciously touched the bag hanging on his chest, which contained the only remaining Migu Flower and other spiritual herbs.

"We won't be signing up. Let's go through the side door on the other side."

"That place is closest to Yaowangyuan. Young monks from the pharmacy come in and out every day, and no one dares to stop them."

The rest of the words were not said, but Ye Chengxiao and Zhang Yuelu did not raise any questions.

Unknowingly, Li Cunxiao had established his authority in the hearts of everyone in the escort agency.

This does not mean that everyone submits to him, but his words and actions can make people trust him subconsciously.

The three of them bypassed the crowded crowd and left. As soon as they left, a faint noise arose in the group, as if someone was calling out certain people's names:

"Eagle Claw Sect's Young Master, You Jingfeng, is truly remarkable! He's only just over twenty-five, and already has perfect muscles!"

"Hou Yichen of the Ghost Blade Sect is even younger. I heard that after the Ghost Festival, it's only the 24th!"

"In my opinion, these two have the best chance of becoming disciples of the abbots during this Ullambana Festival."

"Brother, that's a bit ignorant, isn't it? Perfect muscles are nothing, the internal organs are the real challenge."

"I want you to fart here! Both of their fathers graduated from the Dharma Academy. Do you understand the family tradition?"

"How can the perfection of other people's muscles that can break through their internal organs at any time be the same as yours that is stuck at the door and can't move forward at all?"

"Then why don't these two just break through their internal organs before coming back? Wouldn't the internal organs of those in their twenties be far superior?"

"You are truly ignorant! When you advance to the internal organs, your foundation is set. Unless you disperse your energy and start over, there is no hope of practicing high-grade martial arts."

"The leaders of the Ghost Blade Sect and the Eagle Claw Sect are only at the Huang Ting level at best. If you were them, would you be willing to let your son wait a little longer to learn more advanced martial arts, or would you rather destroy his future and be content with only a mid-level martial art?"

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Amidst the clamor and noise of the crowd, two young men in brocade clothes stood out from the crowd.

Hearing people around him talking about his name, he looked at each other with a sense of pride that there was no rival except him.

But what no one could see was that on the temple wall, Monk Qieci was looking at the two figures reflected in the bronze mirror and frowned slightly.

"This Hou Yichen follows the path of a Dharma Protector Yaksha. He probably wants to switch to practicing the Flying Yaksha Technique."

"You Jingfeng's demon is a raptor. He must have set his sights on Garuda, right?"

"In terms of top-grade martial arts, these two are indeed qualified."

But what he was looking for was a true genius who was capable of teaching him unique skills, or even magical abilities!

If these two "popular" people are only at this level, then I probably don't have to wait for the Ullambana Festival and can leave tomorrow.

"Hmm? Registration for the Ullambana Festival is here. What are those three going to do?"

He caught a glimpse of three people walking with their backs to the crowd from the corner of his eye. Monk Qieci turned the mirror with the mentality of taking a chance and not getting anything.

"This young man, um, seventeen years old, has reached the minor level of the third level of cultivation. Hey, he's a tiger demon. Is this girl also a tiger demon?"

Interesting, could he be the apprentice of the man I saw yesterday?
Budai Monk became interested, and the mirror swept across the boy and girl among the three people, finally stopping at the tall and burly young man.

The mirror was immediately filled with all kinds of demons.

On the chubby face, the originally squinted eyes suddenly opened wide:
"Eight fucking demons?!"

(End of this chapter)