My father is a Confucian sage, but the system forces me to be a crude warrior

Chapter 402 Why does Young Benefactor Zeng possess a lost Buddhist secret technique?

"Master Hongji!"

Zeng Anmin let out a startled cry after waking up.

His gaze was fixed on Master Hongji in front of him.

At this moment, Abbot Hongji's face was extremely ashen.

He looked up, peering through a crack in the window, searching for a ray of golden sunlight.

His aged face and snow-white eyebrows contrasted sharply with the black aura surrounding him.

His face still held a kind expression.

But to Zeng Anmin at that moment, that look of kindness seemed so ironic.

“Master Hongji infused you with the energy of Buddhism, freeing you from the entanglement of resentment.”

Zeng Shilin's voice was tinged with complexity:

"Before that, he asked for 100,000 taels of gold, saying that you knew where he would use the gold."

Hear this.

Zeng Anmin remained silent.

His fists clenched together instinctively.

He stared at Master Hongji in front of him for a long while.

Master Hongji sat there cross-legged, motionless.

Only extremely faint breathing.

"He's not dead, but he's enveloped in a putrid aura, so it's no different from being dead."

Zeng Shilin sighed: "My Demon-Subduing Golden Circle won't last long inside him. Once its effect wears off, he will..."

The words were not finished.

But everyone could tell what the consequences would be.

"Om~"

Zeng Anmin felt a slight jolt in his neck.

His thoughts unconsciously drifted into the necklace around his neck.

"This is... the world inside the necklace?"

Zeng Anmin looked somewhat bewildered.

Before him stood six Buddha statues in the endless void.

The first Buddha image is not significantly different from the one I saw on television or in temples in my previous life.

The same applies to each subsequent statue, which includes both Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.

All of them had expressions of compassion.

Directly above these Buddha statues.

A black aura was being enveloped by another enormous, dark yellow aura.

"That dark yellow aura, is that the fortune of Buddhism?"

Zeng Anmin's eyes gleamed with seriousness.

Just as he was deep in thought, a Buddha statue to his left and in front of him emitted a beam of light.

The light shone directly at him.

"Om~"

A look of disorientation flickered across his face.

"The Fiery Eyes weren't originally called the Fiery Eyes, they were called the Heavenly Eye..."

Zeng Anmin murmured softly.

Just then, a burst of primordial energy appeared in the sky and surged toward another Bodhisattva statue.

After the primordial energy entered the Buddha statue, the Bodhisattva statue emitted a lotus-shaped light.

Then the lotus flower also rushed towards him.

"The protective lotus is a tradition passed down from the Bodhisattva Xuanshu."

"This method cannot be practiced by anyone but those who have accumulated great merit."

"After achieving success, one can resist any evil spirits and can also cultivate the golden body of Buddhism simultaneously."

……

"Master Hongji!"

Zeng Anmin suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Master Hongji on the ground.

"What's wrong?" Zeng Anmin asked, looking surprised.

Zeng Shilin frowned.

Before Zeng Anmin could explain, he rushed to Master Hongji, squatted down, and stared directly at Master Hongji's face:

"After receiving the blessings of Buddhism, I will have another extraordinary encounter."

"You can hear me now, right?"

"If you can, please give me a response."

Zeng Anmin stared at Master Hongji: "Perhaps I have a way to make you immune to the corrosive influence of this stagnant energy."

Zeng Anmin's voice even carried a hint of nervousness.

He waited for a long time.

Suddenly, I noticed that Master Hongji's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Upon seeing this, Zeng Anmin was delighted, but his expression remained serious:

"I wonder if Master Hongji has ever heard of the 'Guardian Lotus'?"

After his voice rang out.

A gasp of surprise rang out.

"A protective lotus? Could it be a Buddhist secret technique that was lost with the passing of Bodhisattva Xuanshu?!"

"Does Your Highness know?" Zeng Anmin raised his eyes and looked at the Princess.

The eldest princess frowned slightly and looked at Zeng Anmin, saying:

"Legend has it that on the final battlefield between the demon race and the human race, the ancient Buddhist Bodhisattva Xuanshu once used this method to fight against four second-rank demon lords."

"That should be correct."

Zeng Anmin looked at Master Hongji and said, "This Dharma cannot be practiced by anyone who does not have great merit."

“Abbot Hongji, I will now tell you the secret of this method.”

Whether it succeeds or not depends on fate.

……

This is true.

When Zeng Anmin suddenly obtained this secret, he thought that since Master Hongji was still alive, he might as well try anything.

If this method doesn't work either... then he really has no other options.

"I will now reveal the secret."

Zeng Anmin leaned close to Master Hongji's ear, his voice uttering each word with crystal clarity:

"The supreme Dharma, with the admonitions of the world, the Buddha's golden lotus, shall divide heaven and earth, yin and yang..."

Zeng Anmin's voice was unpleasant.

The entire secret formula is only a little over four hundred words long.

He finished reciting in less than half an incense stick's time.

He then paused and looked intently at Master Hongji sitting in front of him.

only……

Waited for a long time.

There was still no response.

Zeng Anmin's heart sank.

"I think there's a part you didn't hear clearly, so I'll read it to you again..."

Zeng Anmin took a deep breath, trying to suppress the inexplicable heaviness in his heart.

"The supreme Dharma..."

The four words "Zeng Anmin" had just been uttered.

Then a flash of golden light appeared before them.

The golden light was so dazzling that it almost blinded him.

"The Golden Wheel of Merit!! Master Hongji's Golden Wheel of Merit is so vast!!"

Zeng Shilin stared wide-eyed.

The Venerable Hongji, sitting cross-legged in front of me, looked like an ancient Buddha, with a golden light of merit shining behind his head.

After that golden light of merit shone out.

The state is slowly changing.

The Buddhist power within Master Hongji's body surged upwards in concentric circles, heading towards the golden light of merit.

As his Buddhist power surged forth, the corrupting force became increasingly unrestrained, rampaging and destroying within Master Hongji's body with unbridled abandon.

Before long, Master Hongji had become skin and bones.

"Om!!"

A voice sounded.

Then, the golden light of merit slowly changed shape as the Buddha's power surged in.

One petal, two petals, three petals...

A golden lotus flower is formed from the golden light of merit!
A strange, pleasant fragrance wafted into the room and reached the nostrils of everyone present.

"This is... the protective lotus?"

The next moment, after the golden lotus took shape, it slowly sank down and pressed itself against Master Hongji's body.

"Wow~"

A sound like flowing water arose.

After the golden lotus entered Master Hongji's body, the dense, black, putrid aura dissipated at an extremely rapid pace.

That originally skin and bones figure slowly became fuller in the next moment.

"Amitabha, thank you, benefactor Zeng!" A familiar voice rang out.

The Venerable Hongji before me suddenly became radiant!

His eyes were extremely bright, and his face was full of compassion.

"You're awake!"

Zeng Anmin's face finally relaxed, and his smile showed more relief than anything else.

If Master Hongji were to pass away today because of saving him, he would never be able to get over it.

“Young benefactor Zeng, this ‘Protective Lotus’ is a lost art of our Buddhist sect. May I ask…”

Master Hongji stared intently at Zeng Anmin.

"It's a long story..." Zeng Anmin scratched his head.

"Uh... Oh~"

Master Hongji looked enlightened, then shook his head and smiled, "It was my rudeness."

…………

"Squeak~"

The door opens.

Upon hearing this sound, everyone in the courtyard nervously looked towards the entrance.

After a group of people appeared inside the house.

Emperor Jianhong's gaze began to search carefully.

When he saw Zeng Anmin appear unharmed, he gently clenched his fist under his sleeve.

But a look of joy appeared on his face:

"My trusted ministers are all well!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, congratulations rang out throughout the courtyard.

"My dear Zeng, come before me at once."

Emperor Jianhong smiled and waved to Zeng Anmin.

"His Majesty."

With a composed expression, Zeng Anmin approached Emperor Jianhong, bowed to him without raising his gaze:
“It was Master Hongji who saved me.”

"Excellent!" Emperor Jianhong laughed heartily, "Fa'an Temple has also rendered meritorious service to our Great Holy Dynasty today!"

"A hefty reward!!"

"Chief Minister!!" The chubby little prince excitedly approached Zeng Anmin, stretching out his chubby little hands to stroke Zeng Anmin's body up and down:

"I'm so glad you're okay!"

"I have met His Highness the Crown Prince."

Zeng Anmin bowed solemnly.

With so many people watching, Zeng Anmin couldn't appear too familiar with the chubby prince.

"I have caused His Majesty and His Highness the Crown Prince worry."

Zeng Anmin's face showed a hint of shame.

"It should be so!"

Emperor Jianhong, with a stern face, looked at Zeng Anmin and said, "You shot down the Dharma Eye of that Daoist master, saving the face of my Holy Dynasty. It is only right that I care about you."

"It was I who was being pretentious."

Zeng Anmin looked apologetic: "Your Majesty is very busy with state affairs, yet you still have time to spend on me. I am truly humbled and apprehensive."

“Look, everyone, this is the difference between Minister Zeng and his father.”

"If Duke Wenqing heard this, he would surely criticize me, not be as sharp-tongued as he is."

At this point, Emperor Jianhong chuckled and patted Zeng Anmin on the shoulder:

"Go back to the Duke's mansion and rest."

"Come to the court the day after tomorrow to receive your reward."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zeng Anmin bowed respectfully and slowly withdrew.

Accompanying him were Zeng Shilin, the chubby prince, and the eldest princess.

As he watched their retreating figures, the smile on Jianhong Emperor's face slowly faded.

Then a deep, unfathomable light flashed in his eyes.

After a long silence, he said calmly, "Prepare the carriage to return to the palace."

"Yes!"

Si Zhongxiao stepped forward with utmost respect and began bustling about.

…………

The Duke's Mansion.

Zeng Anmin slowly opened his eyes from his bed.

A hint of joy shone in his eyes.

"Unexpectedly, I turned misfortune into blessing, and this Buddhist fortune actually helped my cultivation!"

He had just come back to his senses from his own sea of ​​consciousness.

The martial arts realm is just one step away from breaking through to the fourth rank!
A fifth-rank martial artist wants to break through to the fourth rank.

The first thing he did was to transform his divine power into ink and brush, and sketch the phantom of the martial arts diagram in his sea of ​​consciousness.

Zeng Anmin has already completed this stage.

The next step is to integrate the drawn martial arts diagram with one's own body.

The body will suffer pain and visions during the fusion process.

At this moment, he was in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A phantom image of the First Emperor.

The other illusory image that overlaps with it is the one that the system assigned to me when I broke through to the fifth rank and possessed the combat power of the fourth rank.

Behind this phantom image, there is another picture.

That painting was sketched by Zeng Anmin himself, using his own spirit.

If you look closely, you'll see that the phantom that Zeng Anmin himself created with his divine power is slowly moving.

It is gradually moving out of the sea of ​​consciousness.

Once it has passed through Zeng Anmin's major acupoints and all the meridians have returned to his sea of ​​consciousness, that will be the time when Zeng Anmin breaks through to the fourth rank in martial arts!
At that time, with the power of the system, he would be able to possess the combat strength of a third-grade warrior!

Third grade!

The entire continent is filled with top-tier combat power!
With his third-grade combat strength, he could try not eating beef.

People are happy when they are happy.

The joy of about to break through made Zeng Anmin unable to suppress the corners of his mouth.

Come to the yard.

Zeng Anmin saw that Hu Zi was frowning tightly to the side.

His round eyes were filled with pain.

A chubby little hand clutched a black chess piece, and the child stared blankly at the chessboard in front of him.

Seeing this, Zeng Anmin found it somewhat amusing:
"Tiger, what made you suddenly decide to learn chess?"

He came to Tiger's side and patted Tiger's head with a smile.

"My mother instructed me to do it."

After hearing Zeng Anmin's words, Hu Zi's face fell, and he pointed to the unfinished chessboard on the table, saying:
"She made me truly understand the way of playing chess."

“Aunt Lin??” Zeng Anmin was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: “It should be my cousin.”

His lips twitched involuntarily.

"Pity the hearts of parents in the world."

"My cousin has only been here a few days and doesn't know that Tiger is a bit stubborn..."

"Let me take a look at this game."

Zeng Anmin smiled and looked at the chessboard with his head on his shoulder.

He knows nothing! His Go skills are worse than someone sitting on the street...

So the two of them stared at each other blankly.

"Da~"

The sound of the food box falling onto the table.

A fragrant aroma wafted over.

Zeng Anmin and Hu Zi both looked up at the same time.

"Cousin."

"Mother."

In front of him, Zeng Rongyu was smiling as she carried a food box. After setting it down, she opened the lid and said:
"These are pastries I made myself, Quan Fu, please have a taste."

"Mommy, I want some too!" Tiger's dirty little hand reached out first.

"Get out of the way!" Zeng Rongyu's face darkened, and she slapped Hu Zi's hand away, asking:
"Did you understand that game of chess?!"

Tiger looked up, looking aggrieved: "Uncle didn't understand either, why can he eat?"

"Can your comprehension compare to your uncle's?!"

"Your uncle is not even twenty years old, yet he is already a Confucian cultivator at the third-rank level of the 'Holding Firewood' realm! If you had half the talent of your uncle, your mother would not have let you learn this 'Dao Heart Chess Manual'!"

I overheard the conversation between the mother and son.

Zeng Anmin blinked and asked Zeng Rongyu, "What Dao Xin Chess Manual?"

He was just about to ask his cousin why she had suddenly made Hu Zi learn chess.

Zeng Rongyu smiled and looked over to explain, "The Dao Heart Chess Manual is a closely guarded secret of our Daoist Sword Sect. Studying the chess manual can slowly increase one's comprehension."

"When you reach a high level of mastery, you will even be able to play against yourself, and your comprehension will grow even faster at that time."

"Oh~"

Zeng Anmin sighed, "The world is so big, there are all sorts of wonders."

Just as he was about to speak, his body suddenly trembled.

A sharp glint flashed in his eyes!
Deep in my memory, there was someone who loved playing chess so much that he even enjoyed playing against himself!

(End of this chapter)