With all these qualities, I will eventually become immortal.

Chapter 517 A Huge Explosion of Gold Coins, Embezzled Goods!
He gripped the Fire-Tipped Spear tightly with both arms, unleashing a thunderous and swift attack that plunged deep into the demon's body.

The remaining four muscular arms then plunged in.

The fist, like a drill, spun and pierced deep inside.

He could clearly feel the resistance as the spear tip pierced through layers of demonic barriers.

It's like piercing through layer after layer of parchment.

"Open it for me!"

Meng Chuan roared.

With blades swallowed and four arms crossed, they unleashed tremendous power!

Tear--!
The inner demon was torn in two!
The thick black fog churned in the air like swirled ink.

In an instant, the inner demon shattered, exploding into a large area of ​​black mist debris and unknown substances.

Amidst the filth, a pale blue wisp rose, exposed in mid-air within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The heart of the Tao is saved!

Meng Chuan cupped it in his palm with one hand.

Upon closer inspection, it was discovered that it had shrunk considerably.

Originally, the manifestation of the Dao Heart was like a pulsating ball of lightning.

He looked down and stared, then suddenly gasped in surprise.

The Dao Heart not only lost its vitality, but also withered, resembling a giant blueberry that had been stored for too long.
Even the original soft blue light could not be maintained, revealing a wrinkled surface.

I pinched it.
Splat...

It's soft and bouncy; it feels quite nice to the touch.
He felt someone pinching him, and a weak sense of dissatisfaction welled up within him.

Meng Chuan was both amused and exasperated.

Seeing that he had suffered serious damage, he attributed the cause to his inner demons.

His Dao heart was not only possessed by inner demons, but also drained dry...

Coming to his senses, he quickly sent the other person back to the spiritual platform where his primordial spirit resided for nourishment.

When I cultivate the Dao Heart Demon Seed Method in the future, my Dao Heart should be able to gradually recover as my cultivation improves.

Aside from being depleted, there were no other major problems with seeing the Way.

He then returned to his sea of ​​consciousness to clean up the mess.

As soon as Meng Chuan entered, he saw two dragon demons, one large and one small, seemingly in a competition, frantically devouring the black mist left by the explosion of the inner demon.

These are all negative energies and are useless to either of them.

It was also because it was worried that if it hesitated at the beginning, its master would settle scores later, so it was now devouring everything with all its might.
Meng Chuan was also pleased to see this, and transformed his Fire-Tipped Spear into a whip, giving Yi Long a slap.

The results were remarkable, so they worked even harder.
"Stupid!"

He couldn't help but laugh and curse.

Now that the major problem has been eliminated, I'm in a great mood.

After the two dragons dispelled all the black mist within his sea of ​​consciousness, Meng Chuan retracted his three-headed, six-armed appearance.

With a single thought, one can voluntarily return the power.

Gradually, the golden monk's robe on his body transformed into a stream of light and vanished.

The heads on both sides of the neck, the baby Buddha and the patriarch Kasyapa, also vanished like fine sand.

Before the thought could even form, the extra arms on his body shattered and disappeared inch by inch.

At the same time, the state of energy absorption also disappears.

Roughly estimated, it lasted for about an hour, which is quite long.

As he felt the power dissipate, he didn't feel much reluctance.

Do not covet power that does not belong to you.

He merely reflected silently to himself:
"【Rebirth and Nirvana】has entered a cooling-off period. For the next year, we must tread carefully."

outside world.

With a flick of his hand, Master Bai Bao caused the baby Buddha standing between Meng Chuan's eyebrows to disappear.

He looked him up and down and nodded to himself.

The black mark slowly faded until it disappeared completely.

The area between her eyebrows regained its fair complexion, with a faint, inexplicable rosy hue.

However, Meng Chuan has not yet woken up. Presumably, eliminating the inner demons has taken a great toll, and he still needs to recuperate.

Seeing the slight worry on the Venerable Shakyamuni's face, Bai Bao smiled and said:
"It's alright now, the kid is safe."

The Venerable Shakyamuni was the head of external affairs at Shaolin Temple.

If Meng Chuan gets into trouble, the UN General Assembly will definitely target him first.
The Buddha stared at Meng Chuan and nodded in response:
"This kid has woken up. We must let him join our Shaolin Temple. It's a huge loss for us."

Upon hearing this, Bai Bao shook his head slightly, his words carrying a hint of admonition:

"There are no fixed rules for anything; just follow your heart. Meng Chuan is the same; just do what you feel like."

Elder Shi, do not be bound by formalities or rules; be free and spontaneous, for this aligns with the Buddha's natural and unrestrained spirit.

The Buddha was momentarily stunned, then nodded solemnly.

"Good."

The monk's words were not merely a matter of fact.

It was also a reminder to him not to be blinded by illusions.

They have fallen into a lower realm and are drifting further and further away from Buddhism.

Seeing that she understood, Bai Bao smiled.

Then, he put his hands together in front of Kasyapa's robe and prayer beads and uttered a Buddhist chant.

The two were lifted up by an invisible hand and slowly flew away, riding the wind.

The statue was returned to the Vairocana Pavilion, so the Buddha no longer needed to make any further trips.

Beside him, the Buddha also clasped his hands together, watching as the two relics of faith belonging to the patriarch Kasyapa departed.

Before I could express my gratitude to the Venerable Bai Bao for enlightening me, I was already in a state of confusion.

He then heard the other person laugh:
“Amitabha Buddha, Venerable Master Shi, the Heart Sutra you practice has already clearly stated the meaning of ‘enlightened mind’.”

If one clings to appearances and makes choices, it is difficult to verify the attainment of the Bodhisattva level.

Arhat, Bodhisattva, and Buddha: the three stages of enlightenment in Buddhism.

It is also a Buddhist term used in the ancient martial arts era to refer to the Five Limits Venerables and even the Seven Limits Great Saints.

Of course, at that time, the highest level of Buddhahood was merely a thought.

In ancient Buddhism, there was no seventh limit to the "living Buddha".

"May I ask, Venerable Monk, what is meant by 'enlightenment'?"

Upon hearing Bai Bao's words, the Buddha was not angered, but humbly sought his guidance. He naturally knew what enlightenment was, but everyone's understanding of Buddhist principles differed.

Today, he was able to receive guidance from the Venerable Baibao, which means his "destiny" has arrived.

Master Bai Bao pondered for a moment and said:
“Those who are enlightened know that their original mind is undefiled; those who are free are not attached to their actions. When the mind is enlightened, actions follow accordingly, and actions follow accordingly, which in turn proves the mind is enlightened. The two are inherently one and need not be forcibly separated.”

The Buddha suddenly realized, looking as if he had only just come to his senses.

Then he nodded solemnly:
"This humble monk has learned much and thanks the divine monk."

While waiting for Meng Chuan to wake up, he repeatedly pondered this sentence in his heart and suddenly felt that he had benefited a lot.

In the sea of ​​knowledge.

At this moment, Meng Chuan could clearly urge his soul to return to his body.

But he remained rooted to the spot, looking at everything before him with a hint of suspicion.

The black mist was completely devoured by the dragon demons.

It revealed a mysterious, faint crimson mist.

It was a pale red mist that condensed to a near-liquid state before revealing a liquid-like flowing and aggregated form.

What is it?

Meng Chuan looked to the side.

The dragon and demon twins burped as they spat out the pale red mist they had accidentally swallowed.

They clump together in the air and cannot disperse.

With a thought, the dragon demon sent a response, looking aggrieved.

These things are impossible to swallow or digest; they'll tear your guts apart!
Just now, the black mist that corroded the foundation of one's spirit was devoured at will by the dragon demon.

What are these things? How can they be so powerful?

After thinking it over, he decided to try making contact.

This is his home turf. If his mind is fine, then his spiritual avatar will also be safe.

The moment I touched it, a jolt ran through me, as if I were being electrocuted.

It wasn't that I was stimulated, but rather that I felt pleasure.
At this moment, Meng Chuan's expression was exceptionally triumphant.
After taking a moment to observe, he raised an eyebrow.

What a good thing!

He withdrew his hand, smacking his lips as if savoring the taste.
Qi and blood?

wrong.

Qi and blood cannot exist independently of a martial artist's body.

But what will happen or change if we break away from it?
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Meng Chuan suddenly had an idea and his spirits lifted.

Yes, that's it.

Before it is transformed and absorbed, the precursor of Qi and blood is primordial Qi!
These faint red mists are all the primordial energy of heaven and earth that has been "hidden" by the Dao Heart!

It was the "vital energy" that was embezzled when he was cultivating his inner power!
Meng Chuan suddenly realized that this was what it meant when the vital energy was not digested and absorbed by the body.

I've really learned a lot.

Coming to my senses:

"The Dao Heart didn't actually use this Yuan Qi."

He originally thought that the purpose of the Dao Heart drawing blood was to transform it into spiritual power to enrich itself, and incidentally share some with him.

It seems there's another reason.
He never expected that it was his Dao Heart that would defeat his inner demons and unleash the "gold coins."
But it's good, the inner demon is very similar to the conceptual demon I encountered before.

Covered in "useless fog," utterly useless.
His senses drifted out of his sea of ​​consciousness and into the depths of his primordial spirit, where he inquired about the withered blueberry.

Dao Xin indicated that he refused to communicate and shrank back further.

After a moment's thought, Meng Chuan left his primordial spirit.

"Fine, don't tell me then."

The other party has always been like this; they never communicate about the matter of bloodletting.

A moment later, he scooped up a handful of vital energy with a refreshed expression and returned to it.

This thing feels amazing the moment you touch it, you can't control yourself!
Stand before the Dao Heart and offer it to the other party.

Its Dao Heart stirred, and it pounced on the attack, devouring everything in its path.

After a couple of movements, even the wrinkles on its body faded a little, restoring a trace of its former radiance.

She stood on the ground, seemingly looking at him with anticipation.

Meng Chuan nodded to himself, now confirming that the Dao Heart could be restored to normal through "blood absorption".

Then there's nothing to worry about. He turned and left without a trace.
Want more?
Not a single penny can be given!

Next, we can help him recover by practicing meditation techniques.

As for what's in his sea of ​​consciousness, it's his primordial energy.

At this point, of course, it should be returned to its rightful owner.
If you digest these, how much qi and blood will it provide for you?

He couldn't help but feel hopeful.
Wow
Meng Chuan's soul descended from the void and returned to his body.

The sense of separation was so intense that it took him a while to open his eyes.

Upon seeing the two monks, he showed gratitude.

One reason I was able to survive this ordeal was because of my great contribution in achieving Nirvana and Transformation into a Rainbow.

On the other hand, it was thanks to the two monks.

Having just fought a fierce battle in his sea of ​​consciousness, where did this inexhaustible spiritual energy come from? And who invited Patriarch Kasyapa? Meng Chuan knew perfectly well.

He slowly got up, turning his waist as if to get out of bed.

An invisible hand in the air pressed him back down.

Meng Chuan was puzzled, but then he saw Master Bai Bao smile and say:
“Benefactor Meng, now that you have overcome your inner demons, you still need to rest and recuperate.”

Beside him, the Buddha nodded in agreement.

“Young benefactor, your mind is still unstable and your spirit is still weak. You should rest more, otherwise you may suffer hidden injuries.”

Meng Chuan thought the same thing, but at this moment, he couldn't care less about that.
Within his sea of ​​consciousness, a large amount of vital energy was passively and gradually absorbed.

All gathered in the Martial Arts Sky, preventing the Dao Heart from snatching food from the tiger's mouth.
Without his guidance, the mist bounced around aimlessly like headless flies.

With a slight control over his internal energy, it transformed into a long, wildly dancing dragon, still disturbing the peace of his "inner world."

Meng Chuan sprang to his feet and dashed outwards, leaving only his voice echoing in the same spot.

"I couldn't hold it in any longer, sorry masters."

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The two men sat on the edge of the bed, staring at each other, completely bewildered.
(End of this chapter)