Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 143 142 Gathering
"Good seedling? Want to challenge me?"

Li Cunxiao immediately recalled many classic scenes from the story.

But the Dharma Academy disciple chuckled when he heard this, "Junior brother, you must be joking."

"Huishan Temple and our Tiangu Temple have always been on good terms, often exchanging ideas and exchanges, but why would they challenge one another in public?"

"That promising young man at the Viscera Realm is said to be particularly outstanding in practicing Yaksha martial arts. Abbot Zhaoyang of Huishan Temple couldn't bear to let him go unnoticed, so he specially recommended him to our temple, hoping that he could serve under Abbot Dezheng."

Li Cunxiao understood after hearing this.

Before Emperor Wuzong destroyed Buddhism, Buddhism was at its peak and had many schools.

But after the Huichang Persecution, the Tantric Buddhism became the only dominant sect.

The five Tathagatas transformed into five branches. Tiangu Temple inherited the Northern Tiangu Leiyin Tathagata, and the abbot Dezheng practiced the Vajra Yaksha Mingwang method.

Huishan Temple inherits the lineage of the Central Vairocana Buddha. Although it does not have the inheritance of the Dharmakaya of the Vairocana Buddha, the master of Esoteric Buddhism, it also has the practice of his wrathful body, Acala.

The two families were located in Bianzhou and Songzhou respectively, one in the west and one in the east, closely adjacent to each other.

Further west of Bianzhou is Zhengzhou, and further west of Zhengzhou is the eastern capital Luoyang.

The distribution of the terrain also shows the prosperity of Buddhism in the past.

"Look, here it comes!"

"Is that the current chief of Huishan Temple? Puxing, known as the Human Lion?"

"Who's that guy with the sword next to him?"

"I think his name is Puning. I heard that he practices the top-grade martial arts of Huishan Temple, the Unmovable Black Dragon Sword, and is hard to find an opponent in the Visceral Realm."

"Then the one at the back is 'Little Yaksha' Shi Tianlong? He looks only in his teens or twenties, so young."

Li Cunxiao listened to the discussion and looked over subconsciously. He saw two monks in front and a man dressed as a lay disciple behind.

The one in the lead looked to be about thirty years old, with a solemn face; the one slightly behind looked younger, with a sword with a ring-handled, shallow cross-blade hanging from his waist. His eyes were so sharp that they made people's skin tighten.

As for the last "good seedling" Shi Tianlong, he just looks like a high-spirited young man in brocade clothes, nothing special about him.

However, in Li Cunxiao's perception, the other party seemed to be at the internal organs level of refining acupoints.

It is estimated that his family has connections with Huishan Temple and he practices Buddhist martial arts, otherwise he would not have been recommended to Tiangu Temple to try to obtain the practice of Vajra Yaksha Mingwang.

However, these had little to do with Li Cunxiao. Without waiting for the chief Yuanguang of Tiangu Temple to come forward, he turned around and went straight to the Sutra Library.

A warrior's martial power is certainly important, but he also doesn't want to be illiterate. Knowledge is just difficult to use at the moment, but it will naturally come in handy in the future.

"It's good to be focused and studious, not bad."

What Li Cunxiao didn't know was that Qieci was also watching here.

Seeing that the former did not join in the fun, but simply left and went to the Sutra Library, the latter was very satisfied.

During this period, he observed Li Cunxiao's performance.

Needless to say, he worked diligently and conscientiously in the slaughterhouse, and even his cultivation speed improved by leaps and bounds.

In just one month, three acupoints had been opened, and his internal organs would be fully restored before the Ullambana Festival.

The "Supreme Secret Narada Sutra" was given by him, so the monk could certainly guess what Li Cunxiao was thinking.

"With the state of perfect internal organs, he trampled on the eight demons. After such a celestial transformation, I am afraid that after a few days, he would be able to break through the Huangting."

"One acupoint is formed every ten days, and I haven't even taken any elixir. With the blessing of eight demons, is cultivation really that terrifying?"

Monk Qieci had no idea of ​​the magical effect of evil spirit on Li Cunxiao, and thought that the latter was gifted with this ability. He had been shocked these days.

After all, the other party's cultivation speed can be said to be incredibly fast. The key is that it is fast and good, and there is no phenomenon of weak foundation like those children of aristocratic families who have been promoted by taking drugs.

Qi Ci felt both relieved and a little headache.

Li Cunxiao has already prepared the martial arts and magic treasures he will need after his promotion to Huangting. He is just waiting for the right time to test them and then distribute them as rewards.

However, in the Huangting realm, breathing in and out true qi is a tedious process, and it is common to take four to five years.

If you want to speed up without leaving any trouble, you have to rely on high-level elixirs.

It's not that Monk Qieci can't get it out, but Li Cunxiao's cultivation speed is too fast. I'm afraid it will take a lot of resources to get it from him in the future.
"If you feel it is inconvenient to show up, I can find some work for Li Cunxiao in the temple and allocate some resources."

De Zheng had come behind Qi Ci at some point, and the two of them stood at the edge of the bustling crowd, unnoticed by anyone.

Upon hearing this, Qieci immediately changed the subject.

"I think this little fellow named Shi Tianlong is quite talented. Don't you plan to take in another disciple?"

De Zheng smiled and shook his head.

The big monk in front of him might be the poorest among his peers.

This is because most of the resources they obtained were used to relieve epidemics and famines, but they had no sects or industries to support them.

There are sixteen regions in the world and millions and tens of millions of displaced people. How can one person, no matter how powerful, save them all?

But Monk Qieci did just that.

Therefore, Dezheng always respected Qieci, so when he spoke to him, he was also frank:

"The five lineages of Tantric Buddhism have close contacts, and it is common for them to recommend each other's disciples to change their cultivation."

"After all, different people have different characteristics, and even if you are naturally gifted, it doesn't mean there will be no obstacles in learning a unique skill."

"This Shi Tianlong learned the Flying Yaksha Kung Fu in Huishan Temple. His aptitude is truly astonishing, otherwise Zhaoyang wouldn't have written to me specially."

"But Shi Tianlong has a frivolous personality, which I don't like. If I really want to accept him as my disciple, I'll have to polish him for a few more years."

"Li Cunxiao, on the other hand, possesses both excellent character and talent. Since he is in Yaowangyuan, he is also a disciple of Tiangu Temple. As the abbot, I cannot ignore him."

Having said that, De Zheng suddenly seemed to have an idea.

"Senior, during the Ullambana Festival in five days, why don't you let Li Cunxiao guard the gate and help me polish the stone Tianlong."

"If he can withstand the repeated attacks of the many heroes in the state capital, I will give him some Qi-accumulating pills as a reward. I will also give him the Fire Spear in your hand. What do you think?"

Qi Ci couldn't help but smile when he heard this. "You've considered this for me, what else can I say?"

"As you wish. Martial arts won't blossom if you just hold them in your hands. It's better to pass them down as soon as possible so that Li Cunxiao can contribute to the protection of the righteous path."

"Without the Dragon Sparrow Sword, it's a bit difficult to fight a third-level demon with bare hands."

Li Cunxiao dodged the sharp claws coming at him with a quick move, and retreated three feet with a tap of his toes.

In the air on the third floor of the Linglong Tower, a wind weasel with a yellow hump on its back screamed, and as its wings flapped, nearly invisible wind blades flew out, which were repeatedly avoided by the young man.

As soon as the demon corpse on the ground touched the wind blade, it was immediately cut into a smooth surface.

Taiyi Zhenren was hanging high in the sky. Seeing this scene, he stroked his beard.

"This is still normal. After all, it's a third-level demon. If Sanlang could chop melons and vegetables like this, that would be a bit scary."

The old Taoist muttered to himself, but the wind weasel in the air seemed to be unable to see him, and continued to howl and spit out wind blades.

"The magic treasure has greatly enhanced my combat power, especially the long-range attack methods."

Li Cunxiao couldn't find a chance to fight back for the time being, but he was not annoyed. He just dodged and reflected at the same time.

For a long time, due to the blessing of the Eight Demons, his physical energy is far more abundant than that of ordinary warriors, so he can use the magic treasures that can only be fully controlled by those in the Huangting realm in advance.

Although the Dragon Sparrow Sword is only of low grade, its ability to control wind power and transform it into a sharp blade creates a safe distance for him. Needless to say, its lethality is such that warriors of the same level are no match for it.

However, a third-level demon was no match for a warrior. Back when they were hunting in Pingqiu Mountain, those two second-level wind weasels had to rely on the rat pack to stir up the wind and sand, obscuring their vision.

Now, this third-level wind weasel can gather wind into a knife with amazing cutting power.

It was only after Li Cunxiao faced it personally that he was able to understand the feelings of those who died under the Dragon Sparrow Sword.

Before fighting the Wind Weasel, he had fought two third-level demons in a row, and it took him a quarter of an hour to win each time.

Even if his energy was abundant, his five internal organs were not in perfect condition, the rotation of the five elements was still flawed, and his condition was inevitably declining.

"Qing Tong, why don't we stop here today?"

Taiyi Zhenren reminded him, but Li Cunxiao shook his head when he heard it.

Open your mouth slightly, and a large amount of oxygen will be inhaled into your mouth. It will visibly expand from your throat to your lungs, and finally sink into your dantian.

For a moment, the energy and blood in his body seemed to explode suddenly, and the original young man's figure suddenly broke through to two meters, with red hair, blue face, jagged fangs, and coiled muscles, like a yaksha.

With a push of his feet, he relied on his terrifying control to move diagonally along the wall of Linglong Tower.

When the wind weasel saw this, it let out a sharp roar and suddenly burst out with more than a dozen almost invisible wind blades.

"I've been prepared for this move of yours."

Li Cunxiao grinned, and with his powerful dynamic vision, he accurately captured the gap among the intersecting wind blades.

The energy and blood in his entire body suddenly became inward, and his body turned from a sturdy Yaksha into a shriveled one, with his posture becoming incredibly light.

It was like a dragonfly, flying through the narrow gaps between the lotus leaves in the pond and finally landing on the petals.

"Bang!!!"

A sound like a drum breaking was heard in the air, and a ball of blood exploded. Li Cunxiao did a somersault and landed lightly on the ground, still holding the broken rat head in his right hand.

Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Linglong Tower was his territory, so he didn't need to worry about the other party's safety. However, he didn't stop and killed three third-level demons in a row. This fighting power and fighting spirit were truly shocking.

After a few days, he gradually discovered that Li Cunxiao was obsessed with fighting demons.

Every time he finished teaching alchemy, the latter would immediately ask to enter the tower to fight.

"Even after killing so many, he still remains clear-headed and not at all impetuous. Is he truly a natural-born god of war?"

"I feel like my achievements in alchemy are not easy to pass on."

Li Cunxiao didn't know Taiyi's dilemma. He only knew that the evil energy provided by a third-level demon was almost twice that of a second-level demon.

At the current speed, it will only take five days, around the tenth day of July, for his internal organs to be fully restored.

For this reason, he has been reading the "Supreme Secret Narada Sutra" repeatedly these past few days, especially the visualization method contained therein, which he has been picturing in his mind every day, just for the moment when he will be reborn as a celestial being in a few days.

"Qing Tong, I can see that you have a fighting spirit, but you must not slack off in your study of the Dao of Alchemy."

Li Cunxiao naturally responded respectfully. The side job of alchemy was very promising, and he certainly would not give it up.

But now that the lotus is about to be born, Taiyi has been teaching the basic properties and combinations of medicines, and the preparation of demon materials in the past few days, without involving the specific content of alchemy.

Even though I don't say it, I still feel a little relaxed in my heart.

Taiyi Zhenren could see this, but he didn't act rashly.

After all, what he is learning now are just the basics. The mystery of the creation of yin and yang can only be experienced after the latter personally refines the elixir.

Not long after, Li Cunxiao opened his eyes and woke up. It was one quarter past midnight and the night was not too dark yet.

After having dreams for many days, he finally figured out some patterns.

I only fall asleep at night and fall asleep, but not during the day. I don’t know why.

Every time I fall asleep, the time is almost the same as the outside world time.

This duration was just at the limit of his mental fatigue. If it was any longer, it would affect his condition the next day.

"I wonder if I'll stay longer after being promoted to Huangting?"

"If I could bring the Dragon Sparrow Sword into my dream, the evil energy I gained tonight could be doubled. What a pity."

Thinking about all sorts of things, Li Cunxiao gradually fell asleep, breathing steadily.

In the Bodhi Courtyard of Tiangu Temple, separated by several walls, De Zheng's eldest disciple Yuanguang had not yet rested.

Looking at the two bald men in front of him who were bowing, he looked helpless:

"Two junior brothers, what are you doing?"

Two shiny bald heads raised their heads, and they were Puxing and Puning from Huishan Temple who had attracted a crowd of onlookers during the day.

"Brother Yuanguang, I'm so sorry. Brother Shi Tianlong isn't a bad person, he's just a little arrogant."

"We just arrived at your place this morning, and in the afternoon he went to challenge Hou Yichen and You Jingfeng, causing quite a stir and putting my brother in a difficult position."

The person who spoke was Pu Xing, who was known as the "human lion". When he mentioned this, his face looked a little embarrassed.

"It's common for martial artists to spar with each other. Hou Yichen and You Jingfeng were both famous in the past, so having a bucket of cold water poured on them isn't a bad thing."

"Losing face a little is nothing. As long as it doesn't affect the Ullambana Festival, then it's fine."

Yuanguang waved his hand, probably guessing what the boy from the Shi family was thinking.

It’s simply that Master has been in seclusion for many years, and the other party wants to use this to attract attention.

But De Zheng is an upright person who likes a calm personality. Such behavior might actually put him at a disadvantage.

"This is a trivial matter, so you two don't need to worry about it. But Junior Brother Puning, are you interested in trying your hand at the Yulan Festival?"

Yuanguang looked at Puning who was holding the sword with one hand. Compared with his senior brother Puxing, the former was quite taciturn.

"The gatekeeper selected from among the various academies this time is Junior Brother Yuan Huai from Yaowang Academy."

"He has mastered the Garuda King Fist to a very high level?"

Puning's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Golden-winged Garuda?"

"Okay, I'm just going to see if he can swallow my Kuligara dragon."

"cough!"

Puxing coughed loudly, and Puning immediately shut up. Yuanguang couldn't help but think about it when he saw this.

This Pu Xing is known as the "human lion", but he does not act fearlessly at all when doing things.

On the contrary, very careful, cautious, and thoughtful, in other words, very restrained.

"Is it because of cultivating your true form?"

"Brother Yuanguang, besides recommending disciples and observing the Dharma Assembly, Master sent me here to tell you something else."

When Pu Xing said this, his lips moved, but Puning didn't hear any sound, so he knew that the two of them were using a secret method of transmitting sound.

Yuanguang's expression changed several times during the conversation. Finally, the two seemed to have reached an agreement, and the two monks from Huishan Temple said goodbye and left.

Yuanguang looked at the backs of the two men and was deep in thought. Suddenly, he realized something and saw his master Dezheng standing under the eaves, looking at him with a smile.

"Master, I was just about to come find you. Pu Xing just mentioned something about the Ming Cult."

(End of this chapter)