Fortunately, the White-eyed White Tiger that Li Xiuyuan killed last time contained boundless Essence Qi. If he helped him with his Brute Training, he would have a lot of resources.
As the saying went, poor literature and rich martial arts!
Without the right resources, it would be difficult to train anything. With this thousand pounds of tiger meat, Li Xiuyuan's progress was simply rapid.
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On this day, Li Xiuyuan traveled to the various countries in the Western Region. It had been a month since he left the Eternal Spring Valley. He had cultivated the Golden Bell Shield to the eighth level. As for the Supreme Heavenly Demon Scripture, he had entered the realm of perfection at the first level.
However, there was less than a third of the tiger meat left in Li Xiuyuan's body. Although the tiger meat contained a lot of Essence Qi, it would cost more as he progressed. The remaining tiger meat could only allow him to cultivate the Golden Bell Shield to the tenth level at most.
Another thing worth mentioning was that Li Xiuyuan already had more than a thousand merit points. As for his Sin Points, he did as he pleased along the way.
The customs of the countries of the Western Regions were very different from those of other countries. The clothes and decorations here were even more different from those of the Central Plains.
On this day, Li Xiuyuan suddenly heard someone say that the Turpan national master was about to give a speech. Many monks from the temple had rushed over to listen.
Li Xiuyuan learned from these people that this national master of Turpan held a lecture every five years, and today was the fifth year.
Eh?
Li Xiuyuan was shocked. Could it be him?
However, according to the plot of the Heavenly Dragon, this person had probably not been born yet. However, considering the chaotic world, it was possible that he would appear.
Li Xiuyuan's interest was piqued when he thought of this. He walked towards the place where the Turpan Nation Master was giving his speech.
However, there was a magnificent monastery in front of them. It had blue tiles and red walls. The door was open, and there was a black plaque hanging on it. There were three big vermillion characters written on it-Ningma Sect
The Ningma Sect was a large courtyard, densely packed with hundreds of monks. On a high chair in front, a big monk sat calmly.
This person was wearing a yellow monk robe and was less than fifty years old. He wore plain clothes and straw shoes, and there was nothing special about him. However, his face was full of energy, and there seemed to be a faint treasure light flowing.
As for the thousands of commoners around them, they must have listened to the lecture.
Eh?
As expected, he was quite capable.
Li Xiuyuan was surprised. On the way here, the most powerful person he had met was Xiaoyao Zi.
Next was the monk in front of him. Of course, Wu Yazi, Li Qiu Shui, Wu Xingyun, and the others were still young and had great potential. Sooner or later, they would be stronger than this monk.
However, the monk in front of him had probably exhausted his potential. It would be extremely difficult for him to improve again.
Unless this person had a great opportunity. However, not everyone in this world was as lucky as Li Xiuyuan.
The monk sitting on the chair said,""Amitabha. This poor monk, Jiu Mozhi, will be giving a speech today.”
As he spoke, he was about to continue.
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan suddenly said,""Wait!"
As he spoke, he stepped forward. He appeared in everyone's eyes with the temperament of an accomplished monk, making people not dare to underestimate him.
Jiu Mozhi was only at the Postnatal level, so Li Xiuyuan naturally didn't put him in his eyes. However, he couldn't return empty-handed from his trip to Ningma Sect.
As for what was on Jiu Mozhi that was worth Li Xiuyuan's attention, it was only the classics in the secret sect.
The Ningma Sect was also a sect under the Esoteric Sect.
Although Li Xiuyuan's Maha-Vairocana Sutra was thousands of times stronger than the martial arts in the secret sect, he would not complain about it!
Jiu Mozhi's heart sank. Although the monk in front of him looked young, his voice sounded as if he was talking to him from the side.
Li Xiuyuan said indifferently," This poor monk is Daoji. Today, I saw that you are extraordinary in Buddhism. We hit it off at first sight and are really fated. Why don't I take you in as my disciple today? What do you think?"”
Even if it was an ordinary martial artist, if they dared to say that they would accept him as a disciple, it would be strange if the other party did not flip the table on the spot. However, Jiu Mozhi was very cultured.
He chuckled and said,"I dare not say that I am proficient in Buddhism, but I have made some small achievements. I don't think I need to be a disciple of Master.”
Li Xiuyuan sighed." The Buddhist Dharma is boundless. Who dares to say that he has achieved some small success? Your Majesty, you are obstinate today. I can only use my demon-subduing methods to convert you!"”
As he spoke, his expression was solemn.
The Great Wheel Wisdom King Jiu Mozhi's potential had been exhausted, so Li Xiuyuan would not spend too much effort to really take him under his wing!
It was just an excuse to start fighting.
Jiu Mozhi put his palms together and said in a deep voice,""It's not that I'm obstinate, it's just that Master is forcing me, but since Master is in the mood to enlighten me, I'll naturally accept the order.”
As he spoke, his right index finger and thumb were gently clasped together, as if he was holding a fresh flower, and there was a smile on his face.
Between breaths, there was a solemn air. A mountain-like aura gushed out of Jiu Mozhi's body. It pressed down on Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said,""What a pity!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other. He then put his hands together and formed a demon-subduing seal. The force rolled in the center of the seal and bloomed lotuses. Every time it bloomed, it was filled with endless vitality. He smiled.
"You know this Flower-pinching Finger Art too!" Jiu Mozhi was shocked.”
"Of course," Li Xiuyuan said indifferently.”
After seeing Jiu Mozhi's actions, he simply followed his instructions and learned the finger technique.
If Jiu Mozhi's aura was as heavy as a mountain, Li Xiuyuan's aura was ethereal.
There was no trace of him. His entire person seemed to be sitting in the holy mountain, facing the Arhats and Bodhisattvas, talking about Zen and Dharma. Even his voice seemed to have traces of Sanskrit.
Jiu Mozhi's monk robe fluttered in the wind as he shouted,""Alright, let me experience Grandmaster's Flower-pinching Finger!”
As he spoke, he flipped his sleeves and flew up. He pointed at the air and shot out a powerful force.
(PS: Second update, ah!)
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