This is a summary of his life experiences: the rise and fall of the Great Zen Temple, the darkness and confusion of fleeing overseas, the painful perseverance in despair, and the joy and excitement after finding light and hope.
Before he finished speaking, Monk Jingren slowly threw out a punch. The punch was extremely slow and had no killing power, but its meaning was very profound and far-reaching.
However, faced with this slow punch, even with Chan Yinsha's martial arts and Taoist techniques, she was unable to put up any resistance. Her spirit and momentum were completely suppressed.
The monk Jingren slowly swung his fist, and a continuous stream of vital energy flowed through all his senses.
call……
suck……
Zen Silver Gauze seemed to see the body of the monk Jingren, which had dozens of parts that were constantly breathing, just like nostrils and mouth.
It seemed as if an infinite power emanated from the outside, penetrating into the acupoints throughout the body of the monk Jingren, attracting each other.
A deafening roar seemed to echo in my ears, and the heavens and earth seemed to tremble.
Dozens of stellar energies descended from the heavens, suddenly resonating with the acupoints around Monk Jingren's body, and then vibrating together.
The strange phenomenon disappeared, and the monk Jingren stood in the room with his hands at his sides. Although he did not exude any pressure, he was like the supreme being of heaven and earth, making people feel an urge to bow down and worship.
"Congratulations," Lin Yi said calmly.
The monk Jingren clasped his hands together, bowed deeply, and said, "Thank you, Benefactor Lin."
Chan Yinsha asked hesitantly, "You've cultivated to the point of..."
The monk Jingren nodded and said, "That's right. My mind has reached the heavens and the earth, and I have successfully comprehended the mysteries of the Human Immortal Martial Dao. However, my body's qi and blood are insufficient, so I have not yet truly become a Human Immortal. I can now be considered a half-step Human Immortal."
Zen Yinsha said, "You will be the next monk Yinyue."
Upon hearing this, Monk Jingren shook his head and said, "Uncle-Master Yinyue is known as the 'Fighting Buddha,' and he has fought against heaven, earth, and man all his life. He never stops fighting as long as he lives. As for me, I only want to pass on the lineage of the Great Zen Temple. I am Jingren, and I only wish that the lamp of my heart will burn forever."
Zen Yinsha solemnly replied, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."
Monk Jingren waved his hand and said, "Even if I don't say it, Silver Shark King will understand these principles. There's no need to thank me."
Lin Yi laughed, interrupting the two, and said, "You don't need to thank me like that. What are Master Jingren's plans next?"
The monk Jingren said, "Now that the Amitabha Sutra has been published, this humble monk bears the responsibility of protecting the Dharma, which is my bounden duty. Please enlighten me, Benefactor Lin?"
Lin Yi smiled and said, "That's easy to explain. The inheritor of the Amitabha Sutra in the past was the illegitimate son of Hong Xuanji, the current Marquis of Wuwen in the Great Qian Dynasty. His mother was Meng Bingyun, the Holy Maiden of the Supreme Dao in the previous generation. I met him once when I was traveling in Yujing City. I don't know the current situation. Master Jingren can investigate it himself after returning to the Central Plains Tianzhou."
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Half a month later, Monk Jingren, along with several of his disciples, boarded a merchant ship from the Great Qian Dynasty and left the wilderness.
Neither Lin Yi nor Chan Yinsha went to deliver the gifts, nor did they need to. Such mundane gifts held no meaning for them.
Inside a palace in Tianwu City, Lin Yi was examining a bone about the size of a door panel.
This huge bone is a single piece, and it's unknown what kind of animal it's from.
The bone plate was engraved with unidentified black characters, just like oracle bone script.
On the back of the bone plate is carved a realistic image of a demon god, with two spiraling horns on its head. It is the image of the supreme demon lord who was once condensed by the sect leader of the Heavenly Witch Ghost Path and came to fight to the death.
However, the supreme demon lord he condensed only had a head, while the bone plate had a body image on it.
This supreme demon god holds a bone hammer, and his body is still in human form. Every line is drawn and rendered, making him lifelike and vivid. When you look at him, it is as if this demon god is about to walk out of the bone plate.
This painting skill is comparable to the images in the Amitabha Sutra of the past.
A sense of desolation, vastness, antiquity, antiquity, and profoundness emanated from the image of the Supreme Demon Lord.
Lin Yi concentrated intently on experiencing the artistic conception, and in a daze, he seemed to have traveled to the ancient times tens of thousands of years ago.
Footsteps sounded, and Chan Yinsha walked in, holding a stack of papers in her hand. She said, "These are the incantations we extracted from the sect leader and the three elders of the Witch Ghost Path. What should we do with them next?"
Lin Yi asked, "What's wrong? Are you short-handed?"
Zen Yinsha nodded and said, "My subordinates have no problem managing those dark-skinned native slaves. But they are somewhat overwhelmed by the disciples of the Witch Ghost Path."
“These people are skilled in martial arts and Taoist arts, and must be kept under strict guard. If even one of them escapes, it could cause considerable trouble. Our foundation is still too shallow. If it weren’t for the continuous supply of Yin-Yang Taoist soldiers, the situation would have already descended into chaos.”
Lin Yi said, "As the ancients said, governing a large country is like cooking a small fish. It cannot be rushed."
Chan Yinsha rubbed her temples, looking slightly tired, and said, "Tianwu City is in dire need of reconstruction right now, and the daily government affairs are piling up like mountains. From morning till night, I can't help but think about how to handle one or more government affairs every moment, striving to do them perfectly. Otherwise, I feel uneasy and my thoughts become stagnant. It's like walking on thin ice!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Yi let out a soft "Eh," and said, "This is a phenomenon that many people dream of. It means that Yin Sha, you are emulating the ancient holy emperor, ascending to the throne, and using the power of all living beings to refine your spirit. You are gradually reaching a high level."
(P.S.: The power of all living beings is different from the power of their will. The former is the way of humanity, the latter is the way of the gods. The emperor can bestow a godhood with a single word; the two are not comparable.)
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Chapter 198 The Path of Refining the Spirit, Clear Mind