Mortal Cultivator: Lin Tianzun

Chapter 179: Vajra Sutra and Recruiting Disciples
Lin Fan held the Buddhist relic in both hands, his eyes full of surprise. The relic was golden all over. He placed it in his palm, turned it over and over, looked at it carefully several times, and compared it repeatedly with the records in ancient books.

In the end, he confirmed that this golden stone was the legendary Buddhist relic.

Knowing that this item was precious, Lin Fan quickly raised his hand and carefully took out a small and exquisite jade box from the storage bag.

This jade box is lustrous and has a fine texture. Intricate runes are engraved on the surface. It can not only isolate the aura but also nourish the treasures.

He gently opened the lid of the box and placed the relic gently inside. After placing it in place, he gently closed the box and checked it carefully to make sure that everything was safe before putting the jade box back into the storage bag.

At this moment, Lin Fan's eyes were attracted by the exquisite storage bag on the ground.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, unable to hide his anticipation. He raised his hand and waved it lightly. The storage bag seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, flying towards him and landing steadily in his palm.

Lin Fan held it carefully in his hands. It felt delicate and cool to the touch, and heavy in his hands. It felt like there was a lot of stuff inside.

Then, he took a deep breath, slowly closed his eyes, and carefully probed a trace of spiritual consciousness into the storage bag.

This wisp of spiritual consciousness was like a nimble fish, moving back and forth in the bag to explore.

The first thing that caught the "eye" was a small pile of mid-level spirit stones emitting a soft glow, which together looked like a shimmering hill.

He roughly counted them and was secretly delighted. There were about several thousand of them. This was undoubtedly a considerable fortune, which made Lin Fan's already wealthy fortune even more abundant. It was also a small surprise.

Continuing to explore deeper, I saw two magic weapons lying quietly at the bottom of the storage bag.

One is a magic weapon called a Zen staff, which is of an ancient sandalwood color, with a solid texture and fine grain.

The body of the staff is carved with lifelike Buddha statues of various shapes. Each statue has a solemn appearance, with compassion and peace in its eyes. There is also a layer of faint golden Buddha light lingering around the body. It is obviously a Buddhist magic weapon at first glance.

The other is a round bowl magic weapon, with mysterious runes engraved on the surface of the bowl, and the runes are shining with a mysterious and soft light.

As Lin Fan watched, the runes seemed to flow slowly, as if speaking ancient Buddhist words.

This round bowl feels heavy in the hand. It is made of neither gold nor jade, but it emits a warm luster. When you tap it gently, it will emit a clear and long sound. The lingering sound seems to purify the soul and make people feel peaceful and tranquil in an instant.

Lin Fan's eyes wandered around the storage bag, finally landing on a dozen jade bottles.

He took out these jade bottles one by one and arranged them neatly in front of him. These jade bottles were all carved from mutton-fat jade. The bottles were lustrous and warm to the touch. In the dim training room, they emitted a soft luster.

He picked up the first jade bottle and gently uncorked it. A faint medicinal fragrance instantly filled the air. He brought the bottle mouth to his nose and sniffed it gently. Then he closed his eyes and mobilized his spiritual energy to sense the medicinal properties of the elixir.

Then, he opened the rest of the jade bottles one by one and repeated the same action. He checked each bottle of elixir very carefully, not missing any details.

After an inspection, Lin Fan frowned slightly, unable to conceal his disappointment. These jade bottles contained only ordinary healing pills and pills for restoring mana, but no special ancient elixirs that could enhance mana cultivation.

Afterwards, Lin Fan took out several exquisite jade slips and examined them.

The first one recorded the origin and life story of the owner of the item. It turned out that this person was a Buddhist cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in the Dajin immortal world, with the Buddhist name Xuanjue.

Master Xuanjue is gifted and has devoted himself to Buddhism since childhood. He has achieved great attainments in Buddhism and spiritual practice. By chance, he accidentally came to the Chaos Star Sea.

……

Lin Fan withdrew his spiritual sense and picked up the remaining jade slips, checking them one by one. These jade slips recorded elixir recipes, methods for refining magic weapons, some formation books... and so on.

The last two jade slips recorded the main practice of this person, a physical training method called "Vajra Sutra".

The Vajra Sutra is divided into thirteen levels. When one cultivates to the ninth level, the body becomes as hard as iron and is not afraid of attacks from ordinary magic weapons or flying swords.

After practicing to the thirteenth level, one can rival the Yuanying stage, and the physical body can even withstand top-level magic weapons. It is a rare physical training method, but the practice process is extremely painful, so practitioners are advised to choose carefully.

When Lin Fan was studying the "Vajra Sutra", a physical training method, his heart was suddenly shocked. He discovered that the formula of this method was nearly 70% similar to the "Vajra True Demonic Art" that he had bought for a large sum of money at an auction many years ago.

In an instant, countless thoughts surged in his mind. He secretly speculated that there might be a subtle connection between the two techniques, but it was difficult to unveil the mystery due to the years.

After a careful comparison, Lin Fan noticed the subtle differences between the two techniques.

The cultivation method recorded in "Vajra True Demonic Kung Fu" revolves around demonic energy and true demonic energy. Practitioners need to temper their bodies with these evil energies. Every time they practice the skills, it is like dancing with the devil. If they are not careful, they will lose their minds.

However, the practice path of "Vajra Sutra" is completely different. When getting started, one needs to rely on the pure power of Buddhist relics, which is like lighting a bright lamp in the chaos to guide the practitioners.

After the foundation is solidified, one must look for various rare resources and carefully mix spiritual liquids, elixirs and body-building pastes to assist in physical training. In a gentle but firm manner, one must polish the body bit by bit to make it tougher.

The other is the top-level gold-attribute skill "Golden Jade True Skill", which comes with some physical training effects and is also a rare magical skill.

Lin Fan deftly put away the Buddhist relics, mid-level spirit stones, magic weapons, pills, jade slips and other items he had taken out of the storage bag, and then his eyes turned to the bedroom with a closed door nearby.

In the entire cave, only this bedroom has not been explored.

Without saying a word, he immediately activated the Seven Star Sword. In an instant, seven golden flying swords, like seven golden lightning bolts, fiercely slammed towards the glowing magic circle in the bedroom.

"Boom," violent roars sounded one after another, causing ripples in the surrounding air.

After just a few breaths, the magic circle could not bear the weight and shattered completely with a crisp "pop" sound, turning into star-like light and dissipating in the air.

Lin Fan stepped into the bedroom and saw a stone room several meters in size. Inside was a stone bed, as well as some common items like tables, chairs, and stools. However, after searching for a while, he didn't find anything valuable.

Lin Fan was unwilling to give up, but he still didn't give up. He searched this small stone room carefully several times, leaving no corner untouched, including under the bed, in the gaps between tables and chairs, and even on the walls, groping inch by inch.

But the result was the same, there were no treasures except some ordinary furnishings.

Helplessly, he could only walk out of the bedroom dejectedly, knowing that there was indeed nothing worth exploring here.

Back in the hall, Lin Fan forced himself to be alert and scanned the area carefully again, carefully checking every possible place that might have been missed to make sure that nothing was overlooked.

He took a deep breath, and his spiritual energy surged throughout his body. In an instant, he transformed into a dazzling golden light, flying towards Xiaohuan Island at lightning speed. Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, several months had quietly passed.

During this long journey, Lin Fan traveled day and night, as fast as lightning.

Now, the familiar outline of Xiaohuan Island finally appeared at the end of his sight. Although it was still just a vague shadow, it made Lin Fan feel an indescribable sense of intimacy in his heart.

Not long after, the golden light wrapped around Lin Fan's body, like a meteor streaking across the sky, quickly arrived above Xiaohuan Island.

He looked calm as he quickly pinched the magic formula with his fingers. In an instant, the magic circle outside the cave on the island began to surge with strange fluctuations and flashes of light.

As the magic circle operated, a passage that was only wide enough for one person to pass through slowly opened, emitting a soft light.

Lin Fan walked steadily into the cave, and the familiar atmosphere instantly enveloped him.

Looking up, I saw a lively scene in the hall. The little girl Wang Xinyi, wearing a light pink long dress, was jumping happily in the middle of the hall. Her rosy little face was filled with an innocent smile, just like the peach blossoms blooming in spring, so cute that people couldn't take their eyes off her.

Liu Xianxian, Li Linger, Chen Qiaoqian, Qin Xianer and Fairy Nishang all surrounded Wang Xinyi, playing and laughing with her.

The hall was filled with the silver bell-like laughter of several beauties, mixed with Wang Xinyi's "giggle" laughter, interweaving into a cheerful melody.

At this moment, Lin Fan's figure came into everyone's sight.

Li Ling'er, Chen Qiaoqian, and Fairy Nishang's eyes instantly lit up with surprise, and they all cried out in unison, "Husband, you're back!"

Before he even finished speaking, several women couldn't wait to run towards Lin Fan, their steps as light as butterflies fluttering in the spring, excitement written all over their faces.

Seeing this, Lin Fan's mouth corners unconsciously rose, revealing a doting smile. He opened his arms and steadily embraced the fellow Taoists in his arms.

His eyes gently swept over each familiar and pretty face, and then he kissed them one by one, whispering softly: "Do you miss your husband?"

"Oh, my husband, there are others here!"

Chen Qiaoqian's cheeks flushed, and her voice was soft and gentle as she spoke in a low voice.

"Yes, husband."

Li Ling'er agreed, with a hint of shyness and anger in her eyes, "There are children here."

While a few people were chatting and laughing, Lin Fan moved to the main seat in the hall and sat down steadily.

His gaze passed over the crowd and fell on Liu Xianxian. His expression was gentle but revealed an unquestionable certainty: "I plan to take your daughter in as my disciple today. What do you think?"

"really?"

Liu Xianxian asked subconsciously, her face full of disbelief. Her eyes were wide open, staring at Lin Fan intently, as if waiting for him to confirm again, fearing that this was just a fleeting dream.

Wang Xinyi stood aside, looking at Lin Fan with curiosity.

Her little heart was full of doubts, and she always felt that the person in front of her looked familiar, but children are naturally shy. Even though she was full of curiosity, she just stood timidly in the distance, stealing glances at Lin Fan from time to time, and never dared to get close.

Lin Fan looked at Liu Xianxian's surprised, happy and expectant expression, and suddenly felt playful and decided to tease her.

He deliberately frowned and said in a feigned displeasure, "If you don't want to, then forget it! I never like to force anyone. With my Nascent Soul stage status, the number of people who want to become my disciple will be so long that I don't know how long it will take to queue up!"

When Liu Xianxian heard this, a trace of anxiety flashed across her face. She smiled wryly and apologized, quickly saying flatteringly, "Senior, you are an important figure. Your words are your bond. Of course, they count! I was so surprised just now that I didn't react for a moment."

After saying that, she hurried to Wang Xinyi's side, squatted down, and whispered something in her daughter's ear. Her slender fingers gestured from time to time, and her eyes were full of eager expectations.

After a while, Liu Xianxian took Wang Xinyi's hand and walked up, and slowly knelt her down in front of Lin Fan.

Wang Xinyi's body trembled slightly, and her little hands nervously tugged at the hem of her skirt. Before her mother could speak, she said timidly, "Disciple Wang Xinyi, greetings to Master." Her voice was soft and a little nervous, like a frightened deer.

"Well! Stand up. There aren't many rules in my sect. As long as you don't betray your teacher or ancestors, it's fine."

Lin Fan had a gentle expression and spoke in a soft tone, his eyes full of the kindness of an elder.

After saying that, he casually slapped his storage bag, a few flashes of light passed by, and several high-level magic weapons appeared in his hands.

"This is your apprenticeship gift, take it!"

He handed the magic weapon to Wang Xinyi, with some expectation in his voice.

"As you command, Master."

Wang Xinyi's voice was still trembling. She walked forward timidly and carefully took the magic weapons with both hands, her eyes full of curiosity and surprise.

It was a flying sword about an inch in size, with a cold glow on the sword body, as if hiding endless sharpness; an ancient shield, the surface of which was engraved with mysterious runes, exuding a heavy aura; and a small leaf, with clear veins, faintly emitting a soft green light. Each piece exuded a unique fluctuation of spiritual power.

After taking the magic weapon, Wang Xinyi walked aside and was quickly attracted by these novel objects. She started to fiddle with them by herself, having a lot of fun, and crisp laughter could be heard from time to time.

Seeing this, Lin Fan turned to look at Qin Xian'er, his expression full of trust: "Xian'er, you are the senior sister, so you should take care of the junior sister from now on. Her enlightenment lessons will be handed over to you."

Qin Xian'er took a step forward with lotus steps and answered respectfully: "Yes, Master. I will teach you my junior sister with all my heart." She smiled, her eyes full of a sense of responsibility for her new identity.

Lin Fan's eyes were gentle as he scanned the Taoist companions beside him one by one. He gave them earnest instructions, "While I'm away, I'll entrust my two disciples to your care. As their wives, you must pay more attention to them and don't let me down."

After he finished speaking, he paused slightly, his eyes fell on Chen Qiaoqian, with a mischievous smile on his lips, and teased: "And Qiaoqian, you have to work harder in your cultivation, and don't let your disciples overtake you in cultivation. Otherwise, you will become a laughing stock in the future!" After saying that, Lin Fan couldn't help but chuckle.

"Husband, we understand."

The women exchanged smiles and responded in unison. Li Ling'er nodded gently, while Fairy Nishang gave a calm, yet subtly nod. Chen Qiaoqian blushed slightly and glared at Lin Fan in feigned anger, but also nodded. The room was filled with a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)