From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

Then, he said to Jiang Liu, "Benefactor, I arranged for Brother Hu to cultivate in this well. I hoped that he could cultivate in peace and that it would also help the villagers of Dingfeng Village to avoid being attacked by the Yellow Wind."

It would take at least a thousand years for the villagers of Dingfengzhuang to adapt to the yellow winds on their own.

Therefore.

Lingji Bodhisattva created a space within the well in the village, forming its own energy field, for Tiger Brother to cultivate. When Tiger Brother used the magic gourd to hold water, the residual wine that could strengthen blood and qi mixed into the well water, which was then consumed by the villagers, allowing them to adapt to the influence of the yellow wind in a short period of time.

"Since the Bodhisattva is so compassionate, why doesn't he get rid of that monster?"

The swordsman suspected that this was not a Bodhisattva at all, but a ghost who had lost its head and was still obsessed with it, and his eyes were full of vigilance.

"Hey."

When this matter was brought up, the headless monk, though headless, sighed inwardly and said, "When I had a head, I possessed all sorts of supernatural powers. Now that I've lost my head, I'm left with only a few spells. How can I possibly defeat that demon?"

This is no exaggeration.

Because Laozi, one of the Three Pure Ones of the Primordial Era, comprehended the information from the multiverse that the Heavenly Dao received, he passed down the "Golden Elixir Great Dao," which requires cultivating a pill in the first three dantian. In later generations, immortals, gods, Buddhas, and demons would all cultivate a pill in their bodies, either placing it in the lower dantian as a golden elixir, placing it in the upper dantian as a relic, or storing it in the middle dantian to refine their essence.

Although these pills are internally refined within the body, they are tangible pills. Ultimately, they belong to the unorthodox path of "external alchemy," not the true path to enlightenment.

Lingji belongs to Lingshan, and the tangible relic is naturally stored in the upper part of his head!

It's fortunate that he also cultivated the lower and middle fields, so he could live even without a head; otherwise, he would have already lost his life and his soul would have entered the deepest hell!

Chapter 1410 Don't Have an Idol Image

"Cultivating such a tangible elixir is like trying to draw water with a bamboo basket; it reveals the root of the problem to evildoers, allowing them to secretly attack, and most of one's cultivation will dissipate..."

"A waste of effort."

The headless monk continued, sighing again.

"No, it's not all for naught, though."

Jiang Liu suddenly shook his head.

What does this mean?

The headless monk was confused.

"At least the bamboo basket is much cleaner after being rinsed with water."

Jiang Liu answered with a smile.

Before the headless monk lost his head, he was a Bodhisattva who often meditated in the mountains, seeking only to be free from the sight of the Buddha.

Now that he's lost his head, he's actually come into the world and done something to save lives. He's let go of his idol image, which is what should be considered—

"Congratulations!"

The headless monk was momentarily speechless at the congratulations from the chosen one, but his mindset had changed somewhat after his experience in the mortal world. He sighed and said, "I now understand a little about what the young benefactor is seeking."

"Oh? You really know?"

Jiang Liu asked with a smile, "After that, I accidentally destroyed your head. You won't blame me, will you? I think you only really look like a Bodhisattva without your head."

Headless Monk: "......"

After a long silence, seeing that the atmosphere was a bit strange, just as Tiger Brother was about to speak, the headless monk scratched and touched himself, and pulled out a hair that emitted a golden light.

These are the very hairs left behind by the Great Sage.

Back then, when Jiang Liu's Monkey King was passing through the Flaming Mountain in this primordial world, he was blown away to Mount Sumeru by Princess Iron Fan. He used this hair as collateral to take away the Wind-Fixing Pearl. When he returned the Wind-Fixing Pearl later, he did not get the hair back.

"So effective! So effective! I've been saving this all along, and I've finally found the right person!" The headless monk presented the hair to Jiang Liu. The hair, which seemed to possess a spirit, circled around Jiang Liu once before returning to the headless monk's palm.

"What?"

The headless monk was puzzled.

"This was given to you by the Great Sage; what does it have to do with me?"

Jiang Liu laughed, gathering the five elements into a unified whole, manipulating time and space, causing the hair to instantly dissipate and flow into the headless monk's hundreds of orifices, opening up 84,000 virtual orifices in his body and mind, each with its own spirit, converging at his neck, where the karma of three lifetimes was hidden.

The headless monk trembled as he received a scripture called the "Dharani Mantra of the Secret Whole Body Relic Box Seal of the Heart of All Tathagatas," which could forge relics of the Dharma body of the past, future, and present. It cultivated one's own body, without seeking externally, and was formless and without appearance, neither born nor dying.

"this!"

Even without his head, the headless monk trembled with excitement, murmuring, "This is the true Tathagata!"

"Man has two minds: one is the Bodhi mind, which is wisdom, and it observes form; the other is the Tathagata mind, which is merit and result, and it observes emptiness. Form and emptiness are originally one, so why should one understand the word 'emptiness'? The physical body is free within the realm of emptiness." Jiang Liu revealed the root of the Buddhist principles of form and emptiness. Without waiting for the headless monk's response, he laughed twice, and together with Liang Luzhen, the swordsman, and Tiger Brother, they gathered their forms and dispersed their energy, transforming into a red light, emerging from the well, and returning to the outside world.

It is:

The human body possesses its own Mount Sumeru, sharing the same root and abundant Qi (vital energy) as the earth.

When one cultivates emptiness and unity of mind, one can forge the Buddha's thunderous voice.

After Jiang Liu jumped out of the well, this monkey body of destiny had already unified the five elements, integrated the three teachings, opened up the realm of body and mind, and refined the primordial energy again. As long as Yi Ma, Huang Po, and Zhen Yuanzi returned to their own primordial spirit, they could recast the golden elixir of body and mind, and combine it with the sacred embryo primordial spirit of the energy system to achieve the golden elixir sacred embryo.

But now is not the time.

So he said to Tiger Brother, “You look fierce. Leave Dingfeng Manor first. Wait for us on the road to Shamen Village early tomorrow morning. We will come to find you and we will wipe out that yellow-haired weasel together.”

Tiger Brother was unaware of the identity of the Chosen One, but he knew that Jiang Liu had a close relationship with Lingji Bodhisattva. He thought that if he followed Jiang Liu to cultivate, he might be able to surpass his elder brother. So he could only clutch his waist wound and leap out of the manor.

"That's settled, brother. Go back and be with your children. Tomorrow morning, we'll set off with the caravan to venture into Huangfeng Ridge."

Jiang Liu advised him.

"it is good."

The swordsman agreed, but as he turned around, he came to his senses and asked in confusion, "Why don't we get rid of that wind-blowing monster first, instead of escorting the caravan along?"

"Yellow Wind Ridge is eight hundred miles away. If we get rid of that weasel first and then come back to protect it, wouldn't that be incredibly troublesome?"

Jiang Liu had his reasons: "When the time comes, you can turn back and report to the people of Dingfeng Manor that you are safe. We will escort Kui Lang, Bai Hua Ai and the others westward."

"But won't they get in the way?"

The swordsman was worried.

"I can protect them for a while, but not forever. Their destination is Baoxiang Kingdom, but I will have to go further west then. Along this journey, there are not only me, but also them." Jiang Liu smiled slightly as he explained the reason, which made the swordsman seem thoughtful.

The next morning.

The swordsman got up early, asked the village elders to look after their children, and ordered Mo Daowu to patrol outside the village to guard it. He then shouldered his long sword and went with the caravan to go west with Jiang Liu and his group to subdue the demons in Huangfeng Ridge and make the village free from demonic troubles.

The villagers provided the caravan with provisions, weapons, and eight laborers, and escorted them out of the village gate. They watched the caravan's figures disappear into the distance, hoping that the caravan would succeed and subdue the demons in the mountains so that they could live in peace.

Dozens of miles away from the village, the land was barren and overgrown with weeds, with sandstorms blowing, gerbils scurrying underground, and few people on the road. It was truly a desolate and uninhabited place.

As they were traveling, a tiger with a wound on its waist leaped down from the cliff, kicking up clouds of dust. The caravan's laborers, startled, drew their guns and knives and became extremely vigilant.

"Don't worry."

Jiang Liu raised his hand and explained to Kui Lang, Bai Hua Ai and the others what had happened at Dingfeng Manor last night. He then said to Hu Di, "You are honest. You didn't run away. You were indeed waiting for me on the road."

Tiger Brother snorted, "Although I am no match for you, I am still an honest man."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu smiled, exhaled, and without any fluctuation of magical power, he saw that the wound on Tiger Brother's waist instantly healed, the dust on his fur also fell off, revealing his mottled yellow skin and black stripes, and the color on his face also returned to normal, losing three parts of ferocity and gaining seven parts of bravery.

"Only then can one resemble a mountain king."

Jiang Liu nodded in satisfaction, "Now that you have a reasonably burly and robust human form, you must cherish it and not mistreat it."

"Humph!"

Seeing that his own fur was much cleaner, Tiger Brother knew that Jiang Liu was incredibly powerful and felt awe in his heart, but he was still unconvinced and spoke unkindly, "If you go west along this road, you will reach Shamen Village. Further west, there is a Crouching Tiger Temple. My elder brother lives there."

My father died because of that yellow-haired weasel, and now my older brother has joined his ranks, becoming his vanguard and his dog.

He's far more capable than I am.

"Don't be deceitful, just follow me westward." Jiang Liu scolded, suppressing the tiger brother's jealousy, and ordered him to lead the way.

Tiger Brother bared his teeth and had no choice but to lead the group toward Shamen Village.

Meanwhile, inside Shamen Village, the Sha King had already received a report from the rat crossbowmen that a caravan had arrived outside the village, escorted by a wolf, a tiger, and a monkey…

Chapter 1411 Jealousy, Envy, and Adoration

"Is that so?"

Upon hearing that demons were protecting humans on their westward journey for trade, the village's King Sha was incredulous. After some thought, he led Sha Erlang and gathered many rat demons from the village to climb the wall and look down.

Jiang Liu and his group had already arrived outside Shamen Village.

Upon seeing the tiger brother, the Sha King was so frightened that he collapsed to the ground, because the tiger brother's appearance was nine-nine percent similar to that of the Tiger Vanguard in the Crouching Tiger Temple, almost as if they were made from the same mold.

"Is that Tiger Vanguard below?"

Sha Erlang's voice was booming, his tone was simple and honest, and he had no wisdom. He simply asked the question directly.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Liu chuckled and said to Tiger Brother, "When you were in Dingfeng Manor, you tricked the children into attributing your elder brother's deeds to yourself. Why don't you pretend again?"

Fortunately, Tiger Brother's face was covered in hair, so the blush didn't show, otherwise Liang Luzhen would have ridiculed him.

However, the matter of pretending to be one's older brother—

He was indeed very familiar with the process.

"Since you recognize me, why don't you get down here?"

Tiger Brother roared angrily.

The Sand King seemed quite frightened by Tiger Vanguard and dared not show any dissatisfaction. He hurriedly led Sand Second Brother and a group of rat demons down the high wall, opened the village gate, and came out to greet them respectfully.

"Why did the vanguard leave Wohu Temple?"

The Shah King asked with a forced smile.

"Are you teaching me what to do?"

Tiger Brother, mimicking his older brother's temperament, asked a question in return.

"No, no, I hope you won't take it to heart. I was just concerned about your safety."

The King of Sha hurriedly apologized, then glanced cautiously at Tiger Brother, sensing something amiss with the vanguard, but unable to put his finger on it. He could only say, "The vanguard personally went to Dingfeng Manor this time to capture... and brought people here, so surely you don't need tribute anymore?"

"Hmm, no thanks."

Recalling that his elder brother was worshipped by the people of Dingfeng Village back then, and that they did not insist on it, Tiger Brother nodded in agreement.