In the middle of Yan Prefecture in the Northern Zhou Dynasty, there is a place with beautiful mountains and clear water.
Qing Yu was sitting on top of a boulder beside a gurgling stream, using his energy to mediate the residual Qi and blood of the flesh relics in his body.
After getting what he wanted from Zhang Xuanji, Qing Yu had come to this long-chosen place to begin his final retreat.
In the blink of an eye, it was the end of June.
For nearly two months, Qing Yu cultivated diligently, refining the residual qi and blood in his body at all times, not even caring about what was happening in the divine capital.
All the preparations had been made, and if Feng Jiu could mess this up, Qing Yu could try someone else.
Besides, taking control of Northern Zhou was important, but if it was compared to advancing to the True Dan realm, it was not worth mentioning.
This was the time to be brave and advance, so how could we be bothered with anything else?
On this day, the refinement of the remaining qi and blood of the flesh relics entered its final moment.
A golden bell inscribed with countless Sanskrit incantations and swastika seals was revealed outside of Qing Yu’s body, vibrating with the sound of a bell.
“The Qi and blood of the Tong Shen realm is really stubborn enough, Monk Shi Jue, is also black-hearted enough.” Qing Yu looked at the golden bell that had manifested itself in front of him and said coldly.
Monk Shi Jue should have also seen that Qing Yu had been involved in Buddhist martial arts and understood that if he wanted to utilize the full effectiveness of the flesh relic, he would definitely choose Buddhist martial arts to refine it.
This, in turn, gave a little chance for the residual qi blood.
As long as the qi blood was refined with Buddhist martial arts, in an invisible way, it would gradually fuse with the qi blood and gradually become a physique suitable for the Buddhist path, and could even influence its heart nature.
Moreover, if it was discovered by Qing Yu that he wanted to refine the qi blood, the most essential bit of qi blood would still be compatible with the Buddhist martial arts practiced by Qing Yu, and if he wanted to refine it, he would need to break his kung fu.
“If it was just Shi Jue, he would never have calculated to such an extent. Even if he had a heart like an ocean, he would not be able to grasp so many things in his hands and calculate one after another.”
Qing Yu’s gaze was dark as he looked at the Golden Bell Ring still in operation, “I’m afraid you are the only one who can do this, Abbot Xin Yuan.”
“Sure enough, you’ve set your sights on me.”
Heart’s Edge is known as the “Master of the Edge of Life and Destruction”, so how could he not see his own disciple’s little moves? Not to mention the meat relics, even Shi Jue’s own practice of the Hinayana Buddhist path should have been seen through by Xin Yuan long ago.
It was for this reason that Shi Jue had revealed his practice of the Hinayana Buddhist Dao to Qing Yu. Perhaps, this was not a secret among the senior members of the Great Zen Temple.
After all, they were all at the level of the God Realm, so they could not see through the difference between the Mahayana and the Hinayana. In the end, as long as they could grow in strength, they would be fine.
Unlike Meng Shanhe, Xin Yuan was aware that there was this person Qing Yu who was acting in secret.
Although after the Battle of the Divine Capital, the celestial planes were somehow not as clear as usual, it still had little effect on the celestial planes of those at the top.
On Meng Shanhe’s side, Qing Yu had kept his own destiny all linked to the robber master and robber slave, and had merged with Feng Jiu, which had kept him from finding himself.
Although Meng Shanhe could definitely detect something unusual, but under the cover of Feng Jiu and the Northern Zhou Dragon Vein, if Meng Shanhe wanted to get to the bottom of it, he would first have to break the cover of Feng Jiu’s destiny and the Northern Zhou Dragon Vein.
And this is exactly what Meng Shanhe was worried about.
He could break the cover of both, but the consequences this would lead to were undoubtedly something Meng Shanhe did not want to see.
The same was true of Abbot Xin Yuan. The Zen Sect was preaching properly in Northern Zhou, but they could not mess things up blindly.
However, the one thing that Heart’s Edge had an advantage over Meng Shanhe was that he knew that there was this person Qing Yu and had even had a slight contact with him.
This little contact gave this old monk an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.
“These old guys, really – none of them is a light.”
Qing Yu slowly closed his eyes, “Unfortunately, I’m not a frugal lamp either.”
His mind suddenly exploded, and the robbery power of Manifestation along with the “Ten Thousand Paths of Moro” suddenly invaded this autonomously operating Golden Bell Shroud, “Either transform into the Buddhist path, or give up the physical (anti-harmony) body cultivation and re-cultivate? That’s a nice thought, but I don’t want to make a choice.”
The hijacking power turned into Buddhist true qi and combined with the power of the “Ten Thousand Paths of Moro” mind, it attacked the Golden Bell Shroud, encroaching on the area a*similated by the qi and blood.
At the same time, Qingyu’s hands continued to form seals, and his body was filled with the opposing and interchanging Qi of life and death, circulating endlessly and merging with the only one, that is, to an unknown state of non-life and non-death, seemingly existing and not existing.
“Not on this shore, not on the other shore, not in the middle.”
The aura of his body gradually tended to disappear, as if he were an illusion, except for the aura of Qi and blood that was not under control, which was still as conspicuous and eye-catching as ever.
Although Shi Zhixuan had finally capsized and was admitted to the Buddhist sect, when he first joined the Four Sacred Monks, practised the Buddha Technique and created the Immortal Seal Method, he had the intention of transforming from Buddha into devil.
If not, he would not have made himself enter the Buddhist sect.
Therefore, Shi Zhixuan had some experience in refining the breath of Buddhism.
This insight is the Buddhist scripture that says “not here, not there, not in the middle”.
Why did Shi Zhixuan’s enlightenment of the Buddha’s teachings accommodate the Flowering and Heavenly Supplements, but the “Heavenly One Heart Method” that emerged at the end had a Taoist name?
The reason for this is that he wanted to break away from the barriers of Buddhism and not be influenced by any constraints.
Shi Zhixuan sublimated the “emptiness” of Buddhism to absolute nothingness.
If there is nothing, then the so-called Buddha will naturally cease to exist. It was his idea to use Buddha to control Buddha.
Unfortunately, the old stone had capsized.
But Qing Yu would not do so.
Qing Yu, who had merged into the Buddha’s aura, opened his eyes abruptly and his entire state of being went from nothing to something, his previously seemingly somewhat illusory form solidifying once again as the aura that had merged into the residual qi and blood reversed.
“Ten thousand dao moro, nourished into one.”
In tandem with the power of the mind that was previously outside, Qing Yu once again incorporated the Golden Bell Shroud into his control, his breath united.
“Knock, knock, knock–”
The golden bell emitted a loud vibration, emitting the same faint Buddhist light, but not as much as before, and it felt a little out of place with Qing Yu himself.
At the same time, the blood-coloured light bloomed, and the endless Vajra chanting washed over Qing Yu’s heart, but it was weak, just a dying struggle.
The corners of Qingyu’s mouth smiled as he did nothing about this dying struggle, but merely watched in silence.
In just a few moments, the seemingly endless Vajra chanting disappeared without a trace. The blood-coloured light completely dissipated, and the remaining qi and blood of that Vajra Temple lineage’s flesh relic was completely digested by Qing Yu.
“Dang…”
After receiving this later bit of refined qi and blood essence, the Golden Bell Shroud was so powerful that it vaguely had the feeling of ignoring the realm and bursting into the tenth level.
Qing Yu hastened to stop it with his luck.
If it was in other realms, the Golden Bell Hood forcing a breakthrough would be a first-cla*s good thing, and Qing Yu would never forcibly stop it as it was too late to boost it.
But at this juncture, if the Golden Bell Hood breaks through forcibly, the direction of the essence will exceed by a large margin and the three elements will not be in harmony, then Qing Yu will be blinded.
