There was one who obtained a supreme treasure and descended upon the world of the Great Ming; there was one who sought to inherit the legacy in the world of the Immortal Gourd, with ambitions soaring to the heavens; there was one who founded the Underworld, operated the cycle of reincarnation, refined his clones, and unified the Demonic Sect…
Along the way, how many beautiful scenes have we missed, how many wonderful moments have we given up? Only the person drinking the water knows whether it's hot or cold.
Do you regret it?
Lin Yi smiled slightly, and all the images before his eyes shattered and disappeared.
A bright moon rose from the center of his forehead, its clear light falling like water, washing away all the "dust".
Lin Yi leisurely recited: "Bodhi has no tree, nor is the bright mirror a stand. Originally there is nothing, so where can dust alight?"
As soon as he finished speaking, an old monk appeared not far away. His face was full of wrinkles, he wore a tattered kasaya, and he was dirty all over. He held a string of jade prayer beads in his hand. He praised, "Benefactor Lin, your Taoist skills are profound. I didn't expect you to have such an understanding of Buddhism as well."
Lin Yi waved his hand and said, "I overheard this by chance while I was traveling around, and I didn't do it myself. It's so late, I wonder what business Master Puzhi has with me?"
"Amitabha." Puzhi put his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and said, "Since the emergence of the Heavenly Killer Daoist, the world has changed dramatically, the righteous have declined and the demons have grown, and the common people have suffered. Although I have the heart to sacrifice myself to subdue the demons, I do not have the power of Vajra King. Therefore, I have come to ask Benefactor Lin for help."
As he spoke, three circles of Buddha light appeared behind Puzhi's head. He solemnly said, "This humble monk's ability to comprehend these three supernatural powers is closely related to the Lotus Sutra that Benefactor Lin gifted to our temple. Therefore, I would like to ask Benefactor Lin to tell us where this Buddhist scripture came from. Our temple is deeply grateful."
Lin Yi pondered to himself, "It seems that the old monks of Tianyin Temple must have benefited a lot from the Lotus Sutra, otherwise Puzhi wouldn't have spoken on behalf of Tianyin Temple."
"Master, you flatter me." Lin Yi said, his mind racing, "The temple where I obtained the scriptures is called Lan Ke Temple. This place is extremely mysterious. If we are destined to meet, even if we are far apart, we will be close at hand; if we are not, even if we are close at hand, we will be far apart."
The ends of the earth are near, yet so are the ends of the earth?
Puzhi was startled, feeling both surprised and confused, but ultimately let out a helpless sigh.
The next day, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu took turns piloting the Supreme Ship, carrying a group of righteous people, heading south towards Burning Incense Valley.
After watching the Supreme Ship disappear into the clouds, Lin Yi arrived at the Transmission Square and explained the difficulties of cultivating the Dantian Nourishing Yuan Technique and the Zhou Tian Refining Qi Method to the prospective and outer disciples of White Cloud City.
With the improvement in his Dao heart last night, Lin Yi found that he could now hold his own even when playing two roles and not fighting with others at the same time.
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In a palace in Dingnan City, on the southern border.
Lin Yi's clone sat on the throne, looking at the Poison God who was apologizing in the hall, his face expressionless.
First came the throngs of men, then the Poison God; it seems he's been too merciful these past few years.
Some people have forgotten the terror of the Blood River Reincarnation Array, or perhaps they have found a new reliance, which is why they dare to jump out and test it.
Wanrenwang's trump card is the "Four Spirits Blood Array" on the Fulong Cauldron, so what new tricks does the Poison God have up his sleeve?
After sending the Poison God away, Lin Yi was still pondering this problem. He thought for a while but still couldn't find a solution. He simply ordered someone to summon Jin Ping'er.
A moment later, Jin Ping'er, dressed in a pale yellow dress, walked over. Her smooth clothes swayed gently, and a few strands of hair fell down between her temples, slightly disheveled, yet seemingly possessing an inexplicable allure.
Her eyes were brimming with tears, and her features seemed to depict a scene of springtime beauty. She was exceptionally beautiful and gracefully bowed, saying, "Greetings, Your Majesty."
"No need for formalities. Sit down and let's talk," Lin Yi said, gesturing to the chair beside him.
After Jin Ping'er sat down, she said, "Your Majesty summoned Ping'er here. What are your orders?"
Lin Yi asked, "Has there been any change in the Valley of Ten Thousand Poisons recently?"
Jin Ping'er thought for a moment, then shook her head and said, "It's no different from usual."
"This is interesting." Lin Yi stood up, stretched, and said, "Walk with me for a bit."
The two walked one after the other. Dingnan City was a military base, and the buildings here were mostly simple and practical. Even Lin Yi's palace was not luxurious at all.
"What is your purpose in cultivating?" Lin Yi suddenly asked.
Jin Ping'er did not answer immediately. After a moment of silence, she said, "At first, it was to survive. Later, it was to live better, so that one day I wouldn't suddenly become someone else's vessel. And then it was to take control of my own destiny, to be free and do what I want to do every day."
Lin Yi listened quietly without saying a word.
Time always slips away quietly before people realize it. Night falls, and darkness envelops the earth.
Lin Yi went to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to rest alone. After setting up a restriction, a Tai Chi diagram appeared in his hand.
As the flames ignited, the Nine Heavens Fire Palace Grand Array unfolded, distorting space and revealing the Mystic Fire Altar within it.
At the center of this altar stands a towering hall shaped like a pagoda, piercing the sky like a sharp sword. It is entirely constructed of massive stones of the same material and size.
These stones are joined so tightly that the gaps in the middle seem so tight that even a blade could not be inserted.
The entire altar had no windows; it was completely surrounded by huge, red stones. There was only one door at the very bottom, which was ten feet high and six feet wide.
Lin Yi walked over and quickly discovered that although the door was painted red, it was different from the surrounding stone walls; it was a wooden door.
"Squeak!"
Lin Yi pushed open the door and went inside.
Inside the Xuanhuo Altar is a huge hall, five zhang high. The entire hall is circular, and the walls are made of the same reddish rock as the outside, without any carvings or decorations, simple and unadorned.
But against the backdrop of this vast space, there is an indescribable magnificent aura, making one feel that only this kind of simplicity is the true pinnacle of architecture.
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Chapter 125 Complete Refinement
All the light came from the center of the hall, where a blazing fire was burning.
Lin Yi turned his gaze to the ground, where he saw that the flat floor made of reddish stones was covered with finger-thick engravings that extended to both sides, forming a pattern about a foot in size.