Chapter 253: Advent of the Divine Dragon (9)

The Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi is laughing now.

No matter how pure the Buddhist and Daoist Inner Qi roiling in the dantian, to the Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi they are merely things with mortal fates.

The Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi is the essence of Angra Mainyu, Ahriman. This is the god of destruction spoken of in the Heavenly Demon Divine Cult, and the predetermined end that will annihilate everything by dropping a massive star to recreate the world in the future.

So the Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi just sits quietly and observes loftily.

No matter how much these mortal True Qi energies struggle, they will eventually scatter and return to nature when the physical body dies.

Then in the end, the energy that remains, the strongest True Qi, will become the immortal Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi until the predetermined future.

The Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi is just resting briefly for the amusement of these short-lived beings, as if watching children’s play…

Thud! Thud thud!

The Bliss True Qi, which was pounding away at the hideous Demonic Qi firmly stuck in the corner of the dantian, tilted its head.

What’s this, this bastard is laughing?

The Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi is an incredibly alien and bizarre Demonic Qi.

The imagery of ordinary Demonic Qi is extremely evil, always whispering to its owner to be cruel, lustful and heartless.

However, the Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi only contains destruction in its imagery, so when you peek at its contents as it’s being smashed apart, it’s pure destruction that even holds a sacred desire for new birth.

The Bliss True Qi, which had been pounding away at the rock-hard Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi for a long time, ended up not having much fun again today.

So to have fun, it sharply turned its gaze, and the demonic energies under the Purple Lightning Demonic Qi, which were pretending not to see while crouching in the corner, quietly took steps towards the exit of the dantian.

Thinking that crazy True Qi would chase after them while beating them up again.

The Bliss True Qi quietly watched this sight with an attitude of “run if you’re going to run”.

Then it stomped one foot hard, and the startled demonic energies all kicked at the dantian door at once-

And got hit hard by the door that opened inwards instead, rolling into the dantian.

And a new family member appears, riding on a tray held up by a dragon and elephant!

Dragons and elephants are considered the most auspicious beasts in Indian Buddhism, which is why golden dragons and elephants shining brightly in gold are indispensable in Indian Buddhist art styles.

The Great Meditation True Qi narrowed its eyes suspiciously.

The atmosphere seems like a Buddhist family member, but why is it covered in such flashy worldly dust?

However, the Yijin Cleansing True Qi, originally created from Indian teachings, felt the familiar scent of home.

So the Yijin Cleansing True Qi embraced the dramatically encountered fellow countryman True Qi, and only then did the Daoist True Qi watch the reunion with warm fatherly/motherly smiles.

At this, saying “fuck this, I can’t take it anymore, I can’t watch this shit anymore”, the Purple Lightning Demonic Qi stormed out of the dantian, and the demonic energies followed.

And the mold stuck to the wall, the Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi, just kept laughing. Though tears were flowing for some reason.

The Heaven-Shattering Demonic Qi is laughing…

Thinking she should talk to Gongson Yoye when she appears, Qing heard from Nanah that she seems busy participating in family events for a while.

“She stands at every banquet with an expression like she doesn’t know what to do at all. Well, either the Gongson clan or the Sima clan will rise to fill the empty spot among the Ten Great Clans, so now is the time to go around greeting people.”

“Hmm. I see. Ah. Right. Nanah. If you use Innate True Qi, can it be replenished with something else?”

“What!? You’re going to use Innate True Qi in that state? If you do that, I really won’t look at you, Qing’er. I won’t look.”

Tang Nanah made a stern threat.

“No, I’m not saying I’ll use it. No, but what do you mean ‘that state’. What did I-“

“What do you mean what? You got bruised again on top of bruises and then got hit again, and of all things with the Internal Explosive Qi Strike? Ha! With all your fine meridians burst! Why, you should at least balance both sides or put something like a sweet potato on your lopsided chest! Can’t I say ‘that state’? I’m really so upset I can’t live.”

“Well, you said it returns to normal when it settles. Since it all heals with time anyway-“

“What!? Then why don’t you cut off your arms and legs once too? If you cut them off carefully and reattach them well, they’ll be fine, right?”

Tang Nanah glared fiercely.

“…Sorry.”

“Anyway, stop getting hurt.”

“Okay.”

Qing nodded obediently.

“So, why about Innate True Qi? Did you pick up something like Temporary Indulgence Pills again somewhere?”

“No, if there was a martial art like that, I mean.”

“Ah. That kind? Well, it would be different for each martial art, but usually you mix a little Innate True Qi into True Qi to use it, right? Doing that makes the flow of True Qi explosively faster. Of course, the fine meridians will be damaged bit by bit too. Like someone’s tits all swollen with burst blood vessels.”

It seems there was still some resentment left.

“I said I’m sorry. Then can Innate True Qi be replenished by resting well or taking elixirs? Like Great Return Pills.”

“You don’t need to go as far as Great Return Pills, well-made spirit pills have the effect of nourishing Innate True Qi. But, using it in the first place is, how should I say it? Ah, right…”

Innate True Qi wasn’t originally made to be used, so it was the fuel itself that naturally sustains a person’s life, like the heart beating and breathing.

That’s why it coils in the center of the body, near the heart, and is also called the middle dantian.

But if you keep using it, the power that prevents the middle dantian from leaking, to use an analogy, the door becomes loose.

“A newly fitted door doesn’t let even a bit of wind through, right? But if you keep opening and closing it, it gets a bit warped, small scratches appear on the frame, holes can form, and so on.”

“Can’t the door be fixed?”

“You should consider it unfixable? Maybe once during body reconstruction? Or around the Profound Realm. From the Profound Realm, the body repairs damaged parts on its own and grows new flesh on the old body.”

This was the phenomenon called body reconstruction and rebirth.

“Hmm. Then it seems really bad.”

“You call that talking? It’s only better than dying, but don’t think about learning even one. Since people tend to use what they have, rather than learning martial arts, take one Temporary Indulgence- Ah. Right. You do this.”

Tang Nanah suddenly took out a wooden box from her bosom while shooting out words.

“It’s an Explosive Qi Muscle Strengthening Pill. The duration is only about one ke, so use it to escape in dangerous moments.”

“Oh. Thanks. I keep receiving things.”

“Hm? Hmm. Huhu. If you’re grateful, don’t just say it… Aish, of all times to get hurt. Consider it credit. I’ll collect it all later.”

“What do you mean credit, and what are you collecting? Aren’t you the Tang clan’s benefactor? That’s just a saying, it’s not like we’re doing business.”

“Ugh.”

Tang Nanah frowned as if upset.

“I’m joking. I’m always grateful. Thanks for always taking care of me.”

Qing said this and smiled shyly with her eyes.

At this, Tang Nanah’s expression went blank for a moment, her mouth opening with a “heh”.

“Aish. I’m going crazy…”

“Hm?”

“It’s nothing! Um, I, I’m going? I suddenly remembered an urgent matter. Yeah. I think I left a medicinal decoction on the stove too. Then see you next time!”

And then she disappeared in a flash, properly receiving the bright red sunset light in the evening.

Qing awkwardly clawed at the air once with the hand she was about to use to grab her.

“Hmm. I was going to ask if she wanted to go to Wuming Temple together…”

Well, what can you do? I’ll have to go alone.

Qing walked out clack clack clank clank.

To deliver the Buddha’s Palm secret manual to Wuming Temple.

Wuming Temple, originally named Tianjing Temple, was said to be one of the four great temples of the Northern Song Dynasty and a very, very famous temple.

It was enough to imagine its prosperity that it even erected a nine-story sarira stupa reaching high into the sky.

However, unfortunately it was completely swept away by a flood. This was the basic principle of why temples and Daoist halls are located high in the mountains.

So sediment piled up, and another temple was built on top of it, then swept away by another flood. Then more sediment piled up…

After repeating this, only the top three stories remained of the nine-story stupa. After several temples were buried in layers below, it was abandoned for a long time as an ominous land.

So this is Wuming Temple, and the sarira stupa with only the top three stories remaining is the Iron Pagoda, one of the two pagodas of Kaifeng.

But why is everyone staring?

Did something interesting happen?

Well, isn’t the now famous Veiled Woman, the transcendent beauty with a different alias for each person, walking while swaying her exceptionally large buttocks that far surpass the Central Plains average?

As the fate of being men, once she entered their sight they absolutely couldn’t take their eyes off, so they could only stare at that strange backside as if bewitched.

If this isn’t a spectacle, there’s not much left in the world that could be called a spectacle.

But, it seems like the sound of wood blocks being struck can be heard from somewhere, and the sound of silver coins colliding can be heard too.

Thus, leaving behind only men who suddenly stood reciting scriptures, unable to move forward or back on the path Qing was taking, Qing arrived at Wuming Temple in the corner of Kaifeng.

Qing had also come to see the famous two pagodas when she first came to Kaifeng.

At that time it was a gloomy abandoned house, but when Shaolin warrior monks roughly repaired it and burned incense, it somehow had the appearance and smell of a proper temple.

As Qing set foot in Wuming Temple, an old monk wearing Shaolin’s yellow-orange kasaya suddenly emerged and greeted her.

“Amitabha. It’s Patron Ximen.”

“Yes. Is Wuxue Dashi inside?”

“He said it would take three or four days to come, but even the master is wrong sometimes. He’s watching his disciples in the main hall.”

“Ah. Yes. Then.”

“Wait. Um. But the arhats are in the middle of training in the main hall now. If the arhats see the patron, they might be possessed by demons. Would you wait in that room for a moment? I’ll call you right away. But it seems you’ve completed the secret manual?”

“Yes. Ah. Should I hand it over now? If Wuxue Dashi is busy, there’s no need for me to take up his time by delivering it personally, right?”

At this, the old monk smiled gently.

“How could that be? How could a nameless monk receive and send back a guest carrying great words? Now, go and wait.”

As the nameless monk said this, Qing obediently followed.

And seeing Qing’s back, the nameless monk, Shaolin’s Abbot Yuexian, was shocked.

Why on earth is her gait like that, if the arhats had seen this, night flowers would have bloomed profusely tomorrow morning, he thought.

Anyway, Qing didn’t particularly have to wait, thanks to Wuxue, who heard the news and appeared in a flash, throwing aside all the arhat monks.

Wuxue had a very sour expression.

“Huh? You wrote the whole secret manual in one day? Didn’t I tell you to write each character carefully and beautifully since it will remain for ages?”

“Come on. I wrote it very beautifully. You’ll be surprised when you see my handwriting? Even the lecturer at the Hanlin Academy couldn’t help but admire my handwriting.”

“Hmph. Writing hastily in one day and saying what. Let me see.”

Wuxue’s words cut off abruptly as he held the book.

He froze without even opening it, just seeing the four characters “Buddha’s Palm” written on the cover.

What is this! This majestic calligraphy with strokes extended like Mount Tai!

It’s truly the world’s finest, calligraphy that everyone would fight to possess even for a thousand gold!

Shaolin’s imagery is an unwavering mind, Mount Tai.

So Shaolin’s calligraphy has also tried to resemble Mount Tai.

But now he realized that all the pride of Mount Tai felt from all of Shaolin’s signboards was in vain.

There was separate calligraphy that was truly Mount Tai itself, so they had just been pretending to be lofty while looking at the back hill.

All of Shaolin’s signboards should be changed to calligraphy like this right away, wouldn’t it suit Shaolin that stands like Mount Tai and the Big Dipper…

“Hut! Amitabha! Hoho…”

“Ah. What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing. Whew. I’m dizzy. I thought I had already cut off greed, but I’m still truly far off, just an ordinary sentient being…”

Wuxue, who realized his own greed, muttered dejectedly.

Exquisite calligraphy that even makes the biggest monk of the biggest temple in the world desire it.

“Is this your handwriting?”

“Yes. I wrote it well, right?”

“Well written or not. Hmm. But you filled this calligraphy in one day? Hmm. The inside must be hastily-“

Wuxue, who was flipping through the book, froze again.