Gou Zai Liang Jie as a Human Gu

"Master, please be careful with your words, for walls may have ears."

Lin Mo, feigning concern for the master, looked around in a fluster.

He secretly harbored suspicions about this eager recruiter.

"It's alright!" Jueyuan smiled calmly, showing no fear whatsoever, and asked, "What has your consideration been, benefactor? Do you wish to learn martial arts to avenge your grievances?"

Lin Mo said with a sullen expression, "Master, my talent is shallow, I'm afraid I can hardly realize my ambitions."

"You are too modest, benefactor. Your talent is rare in this world. If you receive my true teachings, I bet you will achieve some success in three years and great success in ten years. You will be unmatched in the world, and at that time, you can play freely in the imperial palace without anyone stopping you."

As they were talking, Jueyuan took out a string of Buddhist prayer beads and handed it to him.

Lin Mo reached out and caught it: "Master, what is this?"

"Our martial arts are profound and extensive, with a total of 108 unparalleled supernatural abilities, all of which are meticulously engraved on these prayer beads. Take them back and memorize the techniques within three days, then return the prayer beads."

Lin Mo scanned the Buddhist beads in his hand with his spiritual sense.

The 108 supernatural powers micro-carved on it were all imprinted into his sea of ​​consciousness.

Lin Mo immediately returned the prayer beads, saying, "No need."

Jueyuan's old face tightened slightly, and he said with some displeasure, "What? Does the benefactor not believe in this old monk's supernatural powers?"

Before he could reply, Jueyuan pulled out a dagger, its blade gleaming coldly in the candlelight.

Jueyuan stabbed himself in the chest.

With a bang, the dagger broke, leaving only a white mark on his chest, which he wiped away with his finger and returned to normal.

"This is the divine power of our Great Buddha Temple, the 'Indestructible Vajra.' What do you think, benefactor?"

Jueyuan threw the broken dagger to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo took the knife and examined it; the blade was genuine.

"That old bald monk's physical body isn't bad; it might even be stronger than mine! Could it be that he really wants to take me as his disciple? Learning from him wouldn't hurt."

"Disciple Lin Mo greets Master." Lin Mo immediately became a disciple.

"Not bad, not bad." Jueyuan smiled and gave the prayer beads back to him.

"After you return, practice diligently. In three months, you should be able to master your first supernatural power. My disciple, you must strive to do your best and not disappoint your master."

After giving him a few instructions, he told him to go back to his room to rest.

As Lin Mo left the meditation room, he saw two alluring beauties standing in the courtyard. Upon seeing him, they rushed into the meditation room impatiently.

Lin Mo turned his head and looked around, then couldn't help but shake his head.

He returned to his own small courtyard meditation room.

Lin Mo sat cross-legged, reading the 108 supernatural powers on the Buddhist beads.

The 108 supernatural powers of Dafosi Temple are all external martial arts methods for tempering the physical body.

Iron Shirt, Copper Skin Kung Fu, Vajra Knee, Stone Shoe Step, Horizontal Throat Lock Technique, Mountain-Shaking Hammer, River-Severing Leg, Black Tortoise Hard Armor, Wild Bear Carrying a Mountain, Giant Elephant Stomping the Ground, Poisonous Python Coiling the Body, Fierce Tiger Crashing into a Peak, Cold Ape Cracking Bones...

These 108 techniques, once mastered, can be combined to obtain a great martial arts superpower: [Indestructible Vajra].

"So it turns out that one hundred and eight fragments of rebirth are combined to form one perfect rebirth. I wonder if this technique is real or fake?"

Lin Mo was somewhat worried that it was a fake cultivation technique, and that practicing it would eventually lead to qi deviation and demonic possession.

"Got it."

He hurriedly took out the broken dagger.

"【The Chronicles of the Martial God】!"

next moment.

A scripture scroll suddenly appeared before their eyes, and a phantom image from the dagger flew out and merged into the scroll.

Whoosh!

As the scroll was opened, names began to appear on the blank pages.

[Martial Artist: Jueyuan]

[Cultivation Level: Super Grade One (Vajra Mortal Realm)]

[Technique: The 108 Exercises of Dafosi Temple]

[Supernatural Power: Indestructible Vajra]

The martial arts of the Dream Ruins Blessed Land are divided into nine ranks.

Above the ninth rank, there are four more levels.

They are, respectively, the Vajra Mortal Realm, the Free and Easy Earth Realm, the Carefree Heaven Realm, and the Divine Wandering Mysterious Realm.

According to Lin Mo's setting, the realm of divine travel is merely a legendary state that no one can reach.

Lin Mo entered this realm with the aim of reaching the legendary Divine Travel Mystic Realm, which would allow him to transform his spiritual body and cultivate the [Arhat Golden Body].

"Hmph! So you're only at the Vajra Mortal Realm. What a braggart."

Lin Mo scoffed, then silently chanted, "Please let Jueyuan possess me!"

Several large characters slowly appeared on the scroll: "Jueyuan has possessed your body!"

"Please have me train on your behalf. You can't train yourself to death, can you... Huh! Why don't I feel anything?"

Just as Lin Mo was feeling surprised, a terrifying inspiration suddenly descended upon his entire body, as if he had been enlightened. His fontanelles opened wide, and his thoughts suddenly became incredibly clear and agile.

The [108 Merits of Dafosi Temple] in his sea of ​​consciousness instantly came to life.

Immediately afterwards, all 108 kinds of energy were born in Lin Mo's body.

They each went their own way, operating wildly within their bodies.

Lin Mo scanned the internal energy within his body with his spiritual sense. Just as he had designed it, it was the martial arts energy of the Zhou Dynasty, and also similar to the spiritual power of the corpse puppet.

"It seems that the martial arts of the [Dream Ruins Blessed Land] are directly connected to the cultivation methods of the immortal world. Once one cultivates to the Divine Travel Mystic Realm, one should be able to cultivate a spiritual body."

Lin Mofu suddenly understood everything.

One hundred and eight streams of spiritual energy were frantically transforming Lin Mo's physical body.

It seems that the skull was the first part to change.

As if it had been chiseled open, a piece of his skull suddenly bulged out, and his temples also bulged high.

Soon, everything returned to normal.

Bone density has increased fivefold compared to before.

He mastered the Iron Head Kung Fu.

Then, the entire body, from limbs to bones, began to undergo transformation.

After the 108 streams of spiritual energy converge and twist into one, the spiritual energy circulates through the meridians for a full cycle, flowing like rivers into the sea and into the dantian.

Lin Mo opened his eyes, and two sharp glints flashed from the depths of his eyes. His pupils were bright and restrained, and he looked no different from an ordinary person. But if you looked closely at his eyes, they were unfathomable, as deep as the starry sky.

Click! Click!

Lin Mo twisted his neck, and his bones made a cracking sound like frying soybeans.

He stretched out his arms, and a muffled thud could be faintly heard beneath his skin.

A vigorous and abundant power surged forth from every part of his body, making his muscles and bones stronger and more flexible, and his skin and flesh indestructible.

His blood and qi flowed continuously throughout his body, and he possessed an inexhaustible and powerful energy.

Lin Mo got up and walked out of the meditation room.

It was already broad daylight, and a new day had begun, but the monks had not yet started their morning prayers.

He raised his hand and threw a punch.

Pong!

The force of the punch reverberated, creating a deafening sonic boom.

Lin Mo glanced at the half-person-high blue stone pier in the courtyard, walked forward slowly, and casually raised his hand to lightly slap it.

It was done without any force, as if gently brushing away dust.

Boom!

A dull, loud bang suddenly rang out, and the hard bluestone shattered into pieces in an instant, with fragments flying all over the ground and large cracks spreading wildly like a spider web.

A casual strike, without even using spiritual power, purely physical strength, yet it possessed such destructive power.

"With just a casual exertion of force, they can create a sonic boom and shatter bluestone with a single palm strike. The martial arts of the Great Buddha Temple are indeed quite formidable... Wait a minute."

Lin Mo was immersed in the joy of mastering his cultivation technique when he suddenly realized something was wrong.

What causes restless desire in the lower abdomen?

The intense restlessness was impossible to suppress.

My mind is filled with thoughts of love between men and women.

"Holy crap! Demonic power!"

Lin Mo finally understood why the monks of the Great Buddha Temple had all broken their vows against lust.

The 108 Skills of Dafosi Temple: Each time you master a new supernatural power, your Yang energy will increase exponentially.

As the saying goes, yin cannot grow alone, and yang cannot be born alone.

If there is an excess of yang energy, then yin and yang need to be balanced in order to continue cultivation.

It's not that they want to be lustful, but rather that the cultivation method forces them to be lustful.

It is difficult to control oneself when cultivating a supernatural power.

Not to mention Lin Mo, who mastered all 108 martial arts techniques in one go and instantly achieved the great supernatural power of "Indestructible Vajra".

At this moment, the yang energy within him was unprecedented.

It was about to burst out of its body!

bass!

Crimson flames blazed fiercely on Lin Mo's body.

This fire is not a worldly fire.

Instead, it's [desire].

The yang fire fueled the flames, making the situation escalate even further!

[Lust] consumes one's body; it is no small matter.

"Women! I want women!"

Lin Mo let out a loud, hot breath, his eyes bloodshot, looking like a madman.

The raging fire of desire is further eroding his mind. If left unchecked, he will transform into a beast driven only by lust, ultimately being consumed by it and burning to death!

He turned his head and looked at the wall under the pear tree.

Excess yang energy must be released, otherwise one will surely die from demonic possession due to excessive lust.

The best and most feasible method is to relearn the Pure Yang Ruyi Gong, restrain one's desires, and regulate the excess Yang energy in the body.

However, since he was no longer a virgin, he needed a woman to regain his virginity.

I am not a lecherous person.

"The arrow is already on the bowstring... We can't worry about that now. Let's take this opportunity to rebuild the Great Zhou martial arts!"

boom!

Lin Mo, like a raging bull, smashed straight through the wall.

In the next room, a monk was still dreaming, embracing two courtesans, when a sudden clap of thunder startled them awake.

"What happened?"

Before they could react...

Suddenly, the doors and windows burst open, and a figure rushed in. The next moment, the monk was grabbed by the neck and lifted off his body.

"what!"

The two beauties on the embroidered couch were startled awake from their sleep. Upon seeing Lin Mo, who looked like a harbinger of death, they turned pale with fright, huddled together, and trembled with fear.

"It's you." The monk was quite surprised when he saw Lin Mo's appearance clearly.

The gripping force, the faint golden light emanating from Lin Mo's skin, and the intense, almost tangible, pure Yang energy made him realize something.

[Indestructible Vajra] Supernatural Power, Vajra Realm in Mortal Realm!

To enter this realm in a single night is truly divine!

Knowing that his sixth-rank cultivation was nothing in other people's eyes, he hurriedly slapped Lin Mo's hand and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Junior Brother Lin, let me go, I'll go find you a girl."

Lin Mo grabbed the man, shoved him menacingly in front of him, and shouted, "Find him for me!"

The monk, too frightened to meet his cannibalistic gaze, turned his head away and stammered, "How many do you want? Are ten enough?"

"Ten? Who do you think you are? I want a hundred!"

"Huh?" The monk's mouth gaped open in shock, his face filled with disbelief.

Before he could even question whether your body could handle it...

The next moment, he flew out of the window.

"Find him immediately! Otherwise, this will be your fate."

The monk, who had been slammed to the ground, winced in pain and harbored resentment, determined to seek justice from the abbot.

Suddenly, a dagger flew out and, with a bang, embedded itself deeply into the bluestone slab, disappearing completely inside.

"What is that?" The monk looked over in surprise.

The bluestone slab shattered with a crash, revealing what lay beneath.

Do not!

This can no longer be described as a dagger.

It was a lump of iron.

Lin Mo kneaded the dagger into an iron ball with his bare hands.

If that iron ball had hit him, it would have surely killed him.

Fortunately, Lin Mo was just bluffing and didn't really want to kill anyone.

The monk was so frightened that his hair stood on end, and he felt as if his soul was about to fly out of his fontanelle. His trousers were also soaked with sweat.

Ignoring his own pain, he hurriedly got up and hastily began to recruit beauties for Lin Mo.

"A hundred of them? Even livestock wouldn't be as ruthless as you! You'd be exhausted to death!"