Starting from the Tiger Demon Yaksha, the demon immortality

Chapter 191, 190 Maitreya's Pure Land, Magu Celestial Master
In an uninhabited village in Xiayi County.

"Hall Master"

"What's the situation in the city?"

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"say!"

"The epidemic... the epidemic has been brought under control. Everyone in the city says it's a miracle, a divine intervention that sent down sweet dew."

"Damn it! It's that monk again!"

The middle-aged man's face was gloomy, and his subordinate, kneeling on one knee below, dared not say another word.

"Master, what do we do next?"

"What else can we do? We'll hold our positions and wait for the envoy to arrive before discussing anything else. Now, get out of here."

The subordinates, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, dashed out of the house, leaving only the middle-aged man with his hand on his forehead, his brow furrowed into a deep frown.

"Master Zhang, what are you worried about?"

The man tensed up, about to make a move, but when he saw the figure that had suddenly appeared in front of him, his face lit up with joy:
"Lord Victory!"

The man they called the Victory Envoy looked to be in his thirties, with narrow eyes and wearing armor.

What's most captivating are the two breastplates on his armor, each adorned with a ferocious Buddha head. Their mouths open and close intermittently, and their bronze eyes seem to be staring intently at the person before them, creating an indescribable eeriness and terror.

"My lord, I am incompetent; the task entrusted to me by the Holy Church..."

"It doesn't matter."

Li Guibo gestured for him not to say anything more, walked to the window, and gazed at the clear autumn sky.

“I had anticipated this. After all, this is not the first time that Maitreya with the bag has opposed the Holy Church.”

"I would be surprised if you could fight a grandmaster in a ring."

"You knew all along? Then let's do these things."

While the man was surprised and puzzled, he vaguely felt that he had grasped something.

"The Holy Church is currently in dire need of manpower, and the Dharma Kings are too busy to deal with this. However, this matter presents a perfect opportunity to lure the snake out of its hole."

Li Guibo gave a cold laugh and turned around.

"This great monk loved to help the weak and uphold justice. He made many enemies in his early years, but some of them didn't survive him and have already turned into a mound of yellow earth."

"But some people are exceptionally talented and are now among the top masters in the world, just waiting for an opportunity to get revenge."

"Your subordinate is foolish; who are you referring to?"

"Mount Magu, the 'Goddess of Lightning' Yang Lingjun."

The man was initially delighted upon hearing this, but then his expression turned bitter.

"My lord, that person is certainly powerful, but the Taoists of the Northern Emperor Sect claim to be righteous and have also repeatedly offended the Holy Sect. Can this matter be accomplished?"

Li Guibo simply smiled upon hearing this.

"What kind of prestigious families are they? They're all just hypocrites who want to have their cake and eat it too."

"They kill us without hesitation to eliminate evil and uphold justice. When it comes to settling personal scores, those people are just as ruthless and merciless, you just haven't seen it."

"Take your men and let them scatter into the countryside and hide. In a few days, there will be a good show to watch."

Before he finished speaking, the figure in front of him suddenly disintegrated into a ball of red light. After the light faded, only a token remained.

"The Victorious Envoy has actually come here in disguise?"

The man was taken aback, then respectfully picked up the token and put it away. He was both intimidated by the other party's profound cultivation and couldn't help but feel a little disrespectful.
Even the dignified seventh-level leader, the Demon-Slaying Envoy Li Guibo, dared not come here in his true form.

Was the fat monk too fierce, or was this official too cautious?

"This time we've really offended Senior Taiyi."

As Li Cunxiao walked down the mountain, he couldn't help but sigh.

Nothing in this world is perfect, and even adults cannot have everything.

A martial artist can only have one true self, which means he must choose between Buddhism and Taoism, that is, between Taiyi Zhenren and Qici Monk.

To be honest, since we met, I've received many benefits for free. Even in the situation just now, the other party didn't take back the Wind and Fire Wheels, which is quite generous.

Li Cunxiao felt no regret for missing out on the position of the true successor of Louguan Dao and the rare treasures; he only felt somewhat apologetic.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but stop at the foot of Pingdingshan Mountain and look back towards the summit. He could still seem to see the old Taoist priest's figure, and a figure plummeting at high speed.
Ok? !

Li Cunxiao was startled and subconsciously mobilized his true energy. The silver wheel behind him spun, the mountains and seas roared, and the cloud-stepping shoes under his feet shimmered with silver light.

He would act immediately if anything was even slightly wrong.

However, the meteor flying through the air began to slow down when it was still ten feet away from the ground. When it got close, the round ball spun around and the chubby monk landed lightly.

His clothes were made of coarse cloth, his chest was bare, revealing his breasts, and he wore a warm smile on his face. Only a huge footprint on his waist ruined the otherworldly feeling he had.

Upon seeing the other party's appearance, Li Cunxiao immediately made a guess and subconsciously dispelled the silver wheel behind him, but the silver light of the cloud-stepping shoes under his feet still shone.

"Senior, may I ask who you are?"

"Stop calling me 'senior,' call me 'master.' This Taoist priest has such a bad temper; he actually ambushed me."

"You are Senior Qi?"

Li Cunxiao was taken aback upon hearing this. He hadn't expected to run into Qici right after rejecting Taiyi, nor had he anticipated that the meeting between the master and disciple would be so casual.

"You probably won't find another Qici in the whole world."

The head monk muttered a few words, then put on a smile again.

His face was very kind, making it easy for people to feel close to him.

"Master"

Upon hearing this, Li Cunxiao didn't hesitate and immediately shouted.

"Hey, good apprentice, hahahaha."

Qi Ci remained cheerful, though the wrinkles around his eyes had deepened.

"Let's go, we'll talk about it when we get back to Tiangu Temple."

After saying this, the monk placed his hand on Li Cunxiao's shoulder. In an instant, the scenery on both sides changed rapidly and rushed backward, as if flying in the air, but without the sound of wind.

By the time Li Cunxiao came to his senses, the two of them had already appeared in the hermitage of the Medicine King's Temple.

"Master, what is this?"

"It's just a small application of true essence; you'll be able to do it too in the future."

Qi Ci appeared calm and collected, but Li Cunxiao's heart remained unsettled for a long time.

Even after welcoming him into the room and serving him a pot of tea brewed with his Flame Demon True Qi, he was still thinking about the incredible technique he had just witnessed.

Pingdingshan is a full fifty li away from Jiemoshan, but it seemed like it didn't even take the time it takes to drink a cup of tea.

What level of cultivation does my master possess?
"To be honest, I've already tested you through Dezheng many times before. You've also done a great job with the tasks I gave you later." "Now that things have come to this, I'm not one to stand on ceremony. Since you've called me Master, our relationship is settled."

"However, no matter how much I simplify things, I still need to explain the origins of our sect to you."

Li Cunxiao thought to himself, "As expected," and immediately stood up solemnly.

“In my early years, I practiced martial arts at Qinglong Temple and learned the ‘Great Powerful King Sutra,’ which is a divine skill of the fire element among the four elements of earth, water, wind, and fire.”

"That's why I'm passing on the 'Supreme Secret Nāga Heavenly Scripture' to you. It's because Nezha belongs to the North, but resides in fire, and also follows the West."

Li Cunxiao suddenly realized.

Since the other party had already planned their cultivation path, it's highly likely that their entry into the Medicine King Academy wasn't Dezheng's order, but rather the other party's doing.

The so-called Tiger-Taming Skill was actually just a prelude.

However, since Qici came from Qinglong Temple, which is also one of the most prestigious Buddhist temples in the world, why did Taiyi Zhenren say that he had many enemies and no background?
"However, strictly speaking, we do not entirely belong to the lineage of Amitabha Buddha among the five families of esoteric Buddhism."

Qi Ci seemed to be able to guess what Li Cunxiao was thinking.

"Moreover, when I left Qinglong Temple, it meant I severed all ties with them. The so-called powerful background didn't exist. On the contrary, I've made quite a few enemies."

The monk spoke with a completely natural expression, leaving Li Cunxiao speechless for a moment.

Why is this master so discouraging people from giving up?
"However, before I became a disciple of Qinglong Temple, I actually had another master."

As Qi Ci spoke, he suddenly stood up, picked up the seemingly ordinary cloth bag, and under Li Cunxiao's curious gaze, took out a memorial tablet and respectfully placed it on the table.

"This is the memorial tablet of your grandmaster, Master Guangci. Bow to him a few times."

Li Cunxiao didn't hesitate. He kowtowed three times, then took three incense sticks from Qi Ci's hands, which appeared out of nowhere, and stuck them into the incense burner, which also appeared out of nowhere.

After the entire process was completed, Qi Ci's gaze towards Li Cunxiao became even more affectionate. When he spoke again, there was no longer any hesitation:
“My master, Master Guangci, is a successor of the Pure Land lineage.”

"He was killed by the sorcerers of the Ming Cult."

Ok? !

Li Cunxiao was shocked. He never expected that after becoming a disciple, the first thing he would bear on his shoulders would be such a great enmity, which was also related to the already declining Pure Land Sect.

Qi Ci spoke these words expressionlessly, but recalling the Ming Cult's previous abduction of children, he suddenly understood.

His master probably hated the Ming Cult to the core.

"The Pure Land School was originally a major sect and was once very wealthy. However, when Empress Wu Zetian was in power, the Pure Land School chose the wrong side, which led to its purge after the Li family regained power."

"Later, Emperor Wuzong suppressed Buddhism, which severely damaged the Pure Land School, which was then gradually devoured by the Ming Cult."

"In the end, only a few people, including your master, Master Guangci, survived and stayed at Fenghua Temple in Mingzhou to practice. It was at that time that I became a disciple of my master."

"At that time, I had only been practicing martial arts for a short time, and I had a bad temper and couldn't tolerate any nonsense."

"First, he offended the Taoist priests of Maoshan in Runzhou, and later he offended the Taoist priests of Magu Mountain in Fuzhou."

“Magu Mountain is not a pure sect. It is mainly based on the Deng family lineage, and also teaches disciples of different surnames. It is also known as the Northern Emperor Sect.”

"Their lineage has passed down the Tianpeng Sutra and the Northern Emperor's Sword Technique, and their thunder magic is also extremely powerful."

"His disciples are called the disciples of the Supreme Purity Northern Emperor Tai Xuan. They are strict in their precepts, so the Taoists there are all eccentric in temperament."

The senior monk spoke with a hint of reminiscence, but Li Cunxiao's expression grew increasingly complicated.

Mingzhou and Runzhou both belong to Jiangnan East Circuit, which is adjacent to the coastal area, while Fuzhou is located in Jiangnan West Circuit.

Maoshan and Magushan are both major Taoist sects. Qici's ability to provoke both of them is truly remarkable.

Fortunately, Songzhou is located deep in the Central Plains, separated from the other by Huainan Road, so seeking revenge shouldn't be too easy.

"Later, the Ming Cult somehow found out that the 'Five Bright Sons' under the command of the Good Mother Buddha came to besiege my master."

"Your master's cultivation level back then was not as high as mine now. He was surrounded and outnumbered. He only had time to entrust me to Qinglong Temple before he died from his injuries."

"Later, after I completed my apprenticeship at Qinglong Temple, I personally killed the previous generation's Five Mingzi, which can be considered revenge. Do you know why the Ming Cult relentlessly pursues the remnants of my Pure Land School?"

Although the other party spoke lightly, Li Cunxiao could imagine the difficulty they faced in killing their enemy.

Below the leader of the Ming Cult are three Dharma Kings, and below the Dharma Kings are five Dharma Protectors, namely the Pure Qi, Wonderful Wind, Bright Power, Wonderful Water, and Wonderful Fire, collectively known as the Five Bright Ones.

Qi Ci was able to kill them all, and judging from his tone, it was all ancient history, not even when he was at the peak of his strength. This shows how terrifying his strength was.

"I once read in the Sutra Pavilion that the Ming Cult were heretics who came from abroad. Their doctrines were perverse and violated human ethics. Before the Empress Wu changed the era name, they were just minor figures."

"Later, they changed their appearance, falsely claiming to be from Buddhism, and seized the Pure Land School's legacy, and that's how it happened."

Li Cunxiao paused here.

"Master, does our Pure Land School still have any good things left behind?"

“Not bad,” Qi Ci nodded approvingly.

"The Pure Land School is actually divided into two branches."

"One lineage venerates Amitabha Buddha, while the other lineage venerates Maitreya Bodhisattva. The former is called the Western Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss, and the latter is called the Maitreya Pure Land."

"Back then, the Amitabha lineage widely opened up expedient methods, claiming that by reciting Amitabha Buddha's name every day, one could be reborn in the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss after death."

"As a result, because it got involved in the conflict between the Li and Wu families, and later had its inheritance stolen by the Demonic Sect, it gradually weakened."

"On the contrary, our Maitreya lineage, although not numerous, has escaped a calamity and has been passed down to this day."

After Qi finished speaking, he did not mention what the inheritance was, and Li Cunxiao wisely did not ask any further questions.

Even though they had been tested so many times before, today was the first time the master and disciple had met, and there was a limit to how frank they could be.

"In short, remember what I said. If you encounter people from Maoshan or Magushan in the future, try to avoid them. If you can't avoid them, fight them. I will always be there to back you up."

"But what if we encounter Ming Cult heretics?"

Qi Ci slowed his tone, but Li Cunxiao did not hesitate, his killing intent palpable:
"Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots, leave no one alive!"

The senior monk nodded in satisfaction and took out a bottle of pills from his cloth bag.

"These are enough for you to cultivate to the Yellow Court Perfection stage. As for opening the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, I have already prepared martial arts and resources for you."

"Once you have mastered the twelve meridians, I will teach you the Great Asura Weapon Technique. This is a secret method for transforming true qi into form, and it is undoubtedly the ultimate skill of Tantric Buddhism."

"Thank you Master!"

Li Cunxiao was overjoyed upon hearing this, thinking that after listening to bad news all night, at least there was some good news.

However, after uncorking the bottle and smelling it, his expression became even more peculiar.

This tastes so much like the work of Taiyi Zhenren.

Did you get it for free?

On another note, did the great monk know that the Immortal Taiyi had entered his dream and imparted the Dao of Alchemy to him?
It's best not to say.

However, when it came to cultivation, Li Cunxiao immediately thought of the Immovable Black Dragon Sword that he was about to obtain, as well as the severely scarce baleful energy.

The scene of killing Yuanjue flashed through my mind: the hidden world deep within the pool, the eerie black shadows.
Without much hesitation, Li Cunxiao reached into his robes and pulled out the golden dragon he kept close to his body, presenting it with both hands:
"Master, do you recognize this?"

(End of this chapter)