I fished out corpses in Wuding River to extract entries

"The Garuda bird is greedy and destroys itself. This is not allowed by the way of heaven, and the same is true for all living beings. You must know that going too far is not enough, and it is harmful but not beneficial."

"If the losses cannot be stopped in time, nothing can be done to repair the losses."

Sounds of Sanskrit chants poured into the young monk's ears, making him feel dizzy.

The elder who went upstairs to get the Dharma didn't notice anything unusual.

But as the Sanskrit sounds continued to pour into the young monk's ears, he felt a fiery feeling emanating from his body again.

Golden flames ignited from his body, making the young monk extremely painful but unable to cry out.

At this time, he had already thought of the Garuda bird that burned itself to death.

Could it be that this is what happened after swallowing the glass bead?

He was a little unwilling.

The elder who was going downstairs was flipping through the secret book and said with a smile:

"The "Authentic Text of the Ten Metaphors of Visualization" is the secret of our Nanfa Temple. However, only a genius like you can achieve it..."

When he saw the little monk in such pain, he was extremely surprised and ran forward quickly.

The young monk also grabbed the elder's hand as if he had seen a savior.

Unexpectedly, a strange force rose from the young monk's body and jumped directly into the elder's body.

The golden flames began to fade away.

The elder's eyes widened, feeling that his cultivation was constantly draining away from his body.

He opened his mouth and wanted to call for help, but he couldn't do anything. His body seemed to be fixed by something, and even the Yinshen couldn't get out of the body.

After a while, the flames on the young monk's body had subsided.

But the elder in front of him had turned into a mummy.

He wanted to scream in fear, but his reason told him not to.

If he is discovered, he will only be regarded as having killed the elder himself.

The other elder in the temple didn’t look like this one who had just started Taoism.

It is a powerful existence that has experienced several thunder tribulations.

You can kill yourself with one slap.

The little monk covered his mouth, a little at a loss.

He did not expect that the elder would be sucked to death by the golden flames in his body.

But as he felt the Yin Shen's power gradually rising in his body, the little monk forgot his fear and only felt a mixture of surprises.

"I, I...I..." He covered up his desire to laugh out loud and quickly recited the Pure Heart Mantra to calm his emotions.

He can actually absorb the power of other people's spirits!

Feng Zidu was a little unbelievable. Is this the effect of pure green glazed beads?

Feeling the powerful Yin God that I have never experienced before, this is at least equivalent to several years of hard training!

He clenched his fist and waved it several times.

"There is no guarantee that I will become a Buddha in the future!"

But at this time, the most important thing is to deal with the scene.

He hid the mummy left by the elder in a blind spot in the Sutra Pavilion, and was not afraid of being discovered. After all, he would be leaving soon.

He looked at the physical Buddha in front of him and smiled disdainfully.

The physical Buddha seemed to have exhausted all his strength at this time, and his body that was originally somewhat golden became extremely dim.

Feng Zidu blew on the physical Buddha, and the physical Buddha turned into ashes and disappeared.

He raised his eyebrows. Has the last remaining strength been exhausted?

Feng Zidu thought of the words that had just passed into his ears, and raised the corners of his mouth a little.

"There is nothing to repair the sky?"

"Then I'll break the news!"

Picking up the secret book that fell on the ground, Feng Zidu walked out as if nothing happened.

There were no other monks in Nanfa Temple to stop him, thinking that he was just revisiting the old place and taking a look around the temple.

When the little monk arrived at the door of the temple, he touched his racing heart and started running wildly.

In less than a moment, he had reached the beach.

The little monk whistled quickly.

A wave of water rolled up from under his feet, and he suppressed his racing heart.

When it landed on Dahei, Dahei let out a sigh.

"If you didn't go to Nanfa Temple, why would the Yin Shen become so powerful?"

The young monk exhaled and made up something random: "The young monk has some enlightenment."

Dahei sighed with emotion: "I really envy you humans. You have epiphanies at every turn, and your cultivation has improved to the point where I have been able to catch up with mine for several years."

Xie Que didn't feel anything, but he felt that the aura around the little monk seemed a little different.

After the young monk sat firmly, he opened the secret book at hand.

"The ten metaphors are: illusion, sunfire, dream, shadow in the mirror, mirage, noise, moon in water, floating waves, flower in the sky, and spinning wheel of fire."

"The Three Realms and Six Paths are manifested by the mind. All things in the world are like bubbles. Do they have birth and death? Everything is elusive. Only the reflection of the mirror, the water and the moon, neither birth nor death."

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From the monk's chanting since he was a child, Xie Que could tell that this was the technique that would later be used in Shuiyue Zen Temple.

Unexpectedly, it was obtained from Nanfa Temple.

The method that could make him the best in the world was definitely not a commonplace thing. Xie Que listened intently, but as he had no foundation in literary skills, he had no idea what the young monk meant when he recited it.

After that, the little monk no longer deliberately avoided the human island as before, but took the initiative to go ashore in the name of purchasing some daily necessities.

He no longer had a bald head, but had long hair.

Xie Que nodded secretly in his heart. The Buddhist sects in the Great Zhou Dynasty basically all practiced with monks, and this tradition was also passed down from the Shuiyue Zen Sect.

It took three months for the young monk to successfully practice and enter the dharma.

This year, Xie Que turned fifty years old, and the young monk was only twenty-three, and he was already a real Taoist.

After Xie Que swallowed the blood of the Garuda bird, his energy and blood strength increased much more than when he had swallowed any great demon that had entered the Tao before.

Almost 20% more terrifying!

You know, Xie Que has devoured dozens of Dao Dao monsters over the years, but in recent years, the lives of a few of them have gradually tended to settle in one place.

When Xie Que's energy and blood domain spreads, it is enough to evaporate the seawater within a kilometer.

The young monk felt Xie Que's power and couldn't help but have an idea.

Relying on the speed and cost-free ability in the field of Qi and Blood, the young monk soon became the largest salt dealer on the nearby island.

With the money he collected, the young monk prepared a large amount of daily necessities and stored them all in Dahei's body.

This is how they are preparing to go to Dacai.

But anyone who can be a salt dealer is a ruthless person in this world.

But the young monk is already a real person in Taoism, so he is not afraid of these things.

Xie Que, on the other hand, has not yet reached the limit of his martial arts realm, and spends his days in front of the beach, boringly comprehending.

As his martial arts became more and more sophisticated, Xie Que discovered that there were many things in Taoism that he could gain from.

In the days that followed, calm returned again.

During the day, Xie Que listened to the young monk reciting the secrets of Taoism that he had collected from who knows where.

At night, Xie Que used this as his experience to create martial arts.

The Qiongyu Sea is extremely vast, and the richness of the civilization that was born is not much weaker than that of the Great Zhou.

It even far exceeds the number of real people who have entered the Tao.

In the blink of an eye, eight years have passed.

Taoism, Buddhism, martial arts.

For more than ten years, Xie Que has read through Buddhism and understood many Buddhist principles, and he has also dabbled extensively in Taoist and Tibetan martial arts.

However, Qiong Yuhai has very few martial arts skills. If most people don't have the talent for martial arts, they just accept their fate and become ordinary people.

Although Xie Que didn't create any new moves, in his mind, the kung fu he had learned had been melted into a ball.

Although his body was still that of a killer whale, Xie Que relied on the human corpses that the young monk had brought for him, and Xie Que conducted experiments on the energy trends on the corpses.

As for the martial arts that was forged, Xie Que called it the "General Guide to Whale Martial Arts".