Chapter 397: I Am the Only Buddha

Chapter 397: I Am the Only Buddha

Chapter 397: I Am the Only Buddha (Correcting the Heart and Mind Teaching)

This old man is really good at hiding.

Looking at the drunken Jing Shuhu, Li Yuan secretly complained in his heart. He suspected that if he had not become a master craftsman, this old man would never have revealed his true colors.

"Let's talk inside."

Jing Shuhu burped, but he was not drunk. As it was related to the secret of forging weapons, he was very cautious.

"it is good."

Li Yuan carried Old Lei Tou into the house. He was quite curious about the follow-up of the weapon-making technique and had many speculations.

Coming from the previous master of the Black Whale Hammer, could it be a guide to raising troops?

"Well, this is the secret of our weapon-casting lineage. I can teach it to you, but you must not pass it on to anyone else!"

Jing Shuhu looked serious.

"I have always kept my mouth shut."

Li Yuan naturally agreed. He was not averse to sharing martial arts skills with others, but he would never pass on anything he had promised others.

For example, Lin Tingfeng had asked him for the art of forging weapons at least eighty times, but he had never revealed even a single bit.

"Ah."

Jing Shuhu was naturally confident in him. After a moment of hesitation, he got rid of the smell of alcohol.

The smell of alcohol dissipated with a whoosh, and the little mouse in the corner fell down with a burp.

"..."

You should force out the alcohol smell outside. Li Yuan resisted the urge to open the window and changed his breathing to internal breathing, which is a "turtle breathing technique."

It was one of the many martial arts he had obtained from the library, and he had already cultivated it to perfection. With this method, he could maintain internal breathing for a long time.

"Master Xuan Jing is a rare figure in my Divine Weapon Valley. When Dayun was first established, he joined Dayun against all odds and was eventually rewarded with the title of Fengzhou..."

Whenever a skill is passed down, one must mention its origin, as well as how the founder created the skill and so on. Li Yuan listened attentively.

"The founder of Xuanjing traveled through the mountains and got an opportunity at my Divine Weapon Mountain. The Sea-Splitting Mysterious Whale Hammer is illusory after all. What the founder really got is the 'Weapon-Forging and Treasure-Refining Technique'."

"Forging weapons and refining treasures?"

Li Yuan was stunned, he thought it would be the art of raising troops.

"Forging weapons and refining treasures. The perfection of forging weapons is one of the entry requirements for practicing the art of refining treasures."

The story was told by Jing Shuhu.

The art of weapon forging is perfect, but is it just one of them?

Li Yuan was slightly surprised: "What about the other conditions?"

"Spiritual Appearance."

"Spiritual aspect?"

Li Yuan was a little moved. This condition was too high.

Only after entering the Dao can one become a spiritual being, which means that to practice this art of refining treasures, one must be at least a quasi-master craftsman at the grandmaster level.

He thought about this kind of people and could only think of a few...

"Yes, spiritual aspect."

Jing Shuhu sighed: "This treasure refining technique has been passed down from generation to generation, but in fact, few people have practiced it. Among the ancestors of our Divine Weapon Valley, how many have been able to cultivate to the spiritual state?"

At least not in the past seven hundred years.

"With your talent and the guidance of Zen Master Fulong, you should be able to master this treasure refining technique."

Jing Shuhu conveyed the message:
"This treasure refining technique has no written records, and it has only been passed down from generation to generation to the great elder of weapon casting techniques. You should remember it carefully."

"Yes."

Li Yuan was shocked and changed the control combination. He could remember everything he saw and heard.

"The art of casting weapons is to combine the characteristics of various iron materials through various means to transform the iron materials into magical weapons, and the art of refining treasures..."

According to the legend of Jing Shuhu:

"The core of treasure refining is divine patterns."

"Divine pattern?"

Li Yuan's heart moved. This was not the first time he had heard of divine patterns. When the Divine Fire Forging Platform was opened, he had obtained some incomplete information.

Among them, the divine pattern is mentioned.

"It is said in the art of treasure refining that man is a small world, the world is a big god, and the divine patterns contained in all kinds of natural treasures are like the meridians and spirit of man..."

"Using weapon casting techniques as a means and spiritual images as a medium, I can take various divine patterns from natural treasures and arrange them into formations. I can turn decay into magic and forge divine weapons..."

"The general outline of the treasure refining technique is as follows, please write it down first!"

……

Tens of thousands of words.

Jing Shuhu talked for most of the night before he finally told it all in one sentence. Li Yuan listened attentively and memorized it silently.

He found that this treasure-refining technique was quite profound. It not only involved weapon-making, visualization, breathing, and various spiritual methods, but also the cultivation of 'fire'.

This fire is not a fire in the ordinary sense, but is rooted in the spiritual aspect. It is a means to peel off and smelt the divine patterns contained in various natural treasures.

What is even more complicated is the 'divine pattern combination'.

Different combinations of divine patterns will create completely different divine weapons...

"In the treasure refining technique, there are three hundred and thirty-nine kinds of divine runes and thirteen combinations of divine runes. According to the Xuanjing Patriarch, these were all left by the predecessor who is suspected to be the former master of the Xuanbing Hammer..."

Jing Shuhu felt dry in the mouth and his internal energy was greatly depleted.

Li Yuan poured him some tea and asked about the terminology.

The most difficult part of any martial art is the terminology. It would be very difficult to figure it out on your own without someone to guide you.

Jing Shuhu told everything he knew and kept talking until dawn.

"yawn!"

Lei Jingchuan's voice came from next door.

Jing Shuhu stopped at the right time and said, "That's all for today. From now on, I will tell you about it every three days. In half a year at most, you should be able to remember it."

"I have made a note of it..."

As thoughts were turning in his mind, Li Yuan naturally did not speak out loud, but just bowed and thanked him. There were many terminologies, especially the types of divine patterns, that he still needed to learn.

"You go back. I will take a nap before going to see Master Fulong..."

Jing Shuhu also yawned. He also felt a little tired. "Disciple, goodbye."

Li Yuan got up and went out, digesting the food slowly on the way.

"Divine pattern..."

Li Yuan was muttering to himself when suddenly he turned around as if he realized something.

I saw clouds spreading out from the mountain gate archway, and the shadow of a white tiger rose into the sky like a hurricane, making a tiger roar that echoed throughout the city, causing a buzz all around.

"Another expert is coming?"

Li Yuan walked to the edge of the cliff and looked into the distance. He saw howling winds and loud roars of tigers. Many people were alarmed and rushed towards the mountain gate.

"Which Taoist priest is here again?"

Li Yuan was curious and went over.

In the more than one year before and after the primary election, countless sects and forces came to Hengshan City, but only a few of them caused changes to the mountain gate archway.

After Pei Jiu, there have been only two times. One was ten days ago, when Yan Jiugong, the number one in Samadhi Cave, appeared. The other was when Zhongli Luan, the previous champion of the martial arts performance, appeared.

This is the fourth time.

Li Yuan had good eyesight, and without getting too close, he had already seen a group of monks outside the archway.

This group of monks are wearing neat and uniform monk robes.

“Is this the Heart and Mind Religion?”

Li Yuan's eyes narrowed.

The Xinyi Sect is not one of the five major Taoist sects, but it is not much inferior in terms of power and is vaguely known as the sixth Taoist sect.

With a sudden thought, Li Yuan had already seen the person who caused the white tiger to appear.

He was a tall and burly monk, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, but he was not strong, but rather plump and plump. At first glance, he looked quite chubby.

The loose golden monk robe was bulging because of him.

"Good, good!"

Li Yuan heard a powerful voice, and then a flash of sword light fell to the ground. Nie Xianshan landed in front of the mountain gate and glanced at Li Yuan before landing.

"Yes, I was conscripted."

Li Yuan shrugged and stepped forward to greet him.

He was quite interested in the Xinyi Sect, mainly because it was the only sect that worshipped gods and had extremely strong incense. The Leiyin Province where it was located was known as the Pure Land of Buddhism.

However, the Xinyi Sect does not worship the gods on the Dayun God List, but the "Buddha Lord" in its teachings, who has no real existence.

His magical skill is called "The Buddha's Unique Skill", which is one of the most advanced skills in the world.

"Master Da Ding!"

As Li Yuan hurriedly followed, Nie Xianshan's voice came.

The old Taoist bowed from a distance and said, "I am sorry for not welcoming you from afar. I hope you can forgive me."

Zen Master Da Ding!

Another great master on the list of gods, Li Yuan followed suit and saluted. Glancing at him from the corner of his eye, this great Zen master looked plump and youthful, with skin as white as gemstone, and the blood vessels and meridians beneath the skin could be faintly seen.

"It's really white."

Li Yuan muttered to himself.

"It is the old monk who is disturbing me."

The Zen Master Dading greeted Nie Xianshan with a smile on his face.

His eyes were small and his earlobes were big. From a distance, he looked a bit like the big Buddha enshrined in the temple. Li Yuan could smell a strong scent of incense on him.

But when I sensed it, it felt very hazy, as if there was a layer of fog.

"He has a lot of incense on him, and he carries a top-grade magic weapon..."

Because of the divine realm separating them, Li Yuan could not see the light of the weapon, but he could vaguely sense something.

"This is Li Xiaoyou, right?"

When Zen Master Da Ding looked over, Li Yuan felt his heart sink. The old monk's gaze seemed to have real weight. He bowed quickly:
"Li Yuan, meet the Zen Master Da Ding."

"Li Yuan? "Longhu Temple has successors, and Long Daoist Master has successors!"

Zen Master Da Ding looked at them for several times, but was blocked by Nie Xianshan. He then withdrew his gaze and introduced the two people:

"This is my disciple, Liaokong."

"I am Liaokong, the humble monk, and I am here to greet Sect Master Nie."

The big monk under the archway bowed in greeting.

"Good roots and good martial arts."

Nie Xianshan was full of praise, and he meant it sincerely.

Li Yuan took a few glances and found that the fat monk seemed to have a lot of fat on his body, but he was actually very strong. His appearance made him look more like someone who had practiced some strange martial arts.

"Master Nie, you are too kind."

Zen Master Da Ding smiled slightly and asked about Taoist Master Long.

"To be honest with you, Master, I and Junior Brother Long are refining elixirs in the back mountain and cannot get away for the moment. If not, I would definitely come to meet you, Master."

Nie Xianshan confessed his crime.

"Where."

Zen Master Da Ding smiled and said, "This time I am here just to accompany you young people to visit the city. How dare I trouble you to welcome me?"

"What a great figure this Zen Master is..."

The two old guys greeted each other and talked in front of the mountain gate.

Li Yuan would not get involved in such matters. He looked at the group of great monks from the Xinyi Sect and found that all of them had traces of incense on their bodies.

Especially the fat monk Liaokong.

In his eyes, the fat monk had a faint golden light on his body, which was the seventh-level incense.

"Master, please."

After a long exchange of pleasantries, Nie Xianshan and Zen Master Dading went into the mountain side by side.

Li Yuan fell behind by a few steps, and suddenly heard a deep voice:

"My friend, you have a great affinity with Buddhism!"

(End of this chapter)