The night was as still as water, and the wind outside seemed to have stopped blowing.
In the night sky, snowflakes started to fall faintly.
The Jade Capital, which had been sunny for a few days, started to snow again. In the heavily guarded Jade Capital, the voice of the night watchman could be heard, as well as the faint barking of dogs.
The barking of the dogs was also weak, as if the weather had turned cold again. The dogs with thick fur couldn't stand it and had to yell to prevent themselves from freezing.
Although the weather outside was cold, Cheng Hao's study room was as warm as spring. The fiery red charcoal stove kept burning, emitting a faint aroma of sandalwood smoke that also filled the room, giving people a dreamy feeling.
After returning to the Marquis Cheng Dingguo's residence in the Jade Capital, Cheng Hao once again lived in seclusion and became an otaku. Other than Hong Yi, he didn't see anyone else and looked like he was going to live alone until the end of time.
With regards to Cheng Hao's character, all the influential people in the Jade Capital were already aware of it. Therefore, no one came to disturb him. After all, he was just a Marquis with no status. It didn't matter whether he was there or not.
"Whoosh!"
With a wave of his sleeve, the sandalwood smoke in front of him dissipated. Cheng Hao kept the scroll of sutra in his hand, closed his eyes, and slowly comprehended the concept within.
"Although this Vacuum Giant Palm Print is a Dao technique, it not only has the ability to attack the soul, it also has the power to destroy the physical body. It is a superior ability that has both physical and soul attacks, and is much stronger than the Dragon and Elephant Spell Print."
"Past and future, in a single thought, all spells are void, no life and no destruction!"
As the thoughts of his soul spread out, Cheng Hao circulated the Sutra of the Past. With a thought, a light circle formed behind his head. Following that, it condensed into a huge palm print, standing in mid-air in the study room. It was as if Cheng Hao could easily destroy his study room with just a thought!
"Disperse!"
Cheng Hao naturally had no intention of destroying his house. With a thought, he dispersed the mysterious palm print in mid-air. After a moment of silence, he felt the fluctuations of power that were gradually dissipating, and a smile appeared on his face.
"The power of this Vacuum Giant Palm Print is indeed powerful. Compared to the soul whirlpool that can only destroy the soul, this Vacuum Giant Palm Print can destroy both the soul and the physical body. It has the power to destroy the void."
"It's a pity that if I want to raise the might of this Dao technique, I'll need the support of the power of incense. This is a rather troublesome matter. Incense is a double-edged sword. If I'm not careful, I'll suffer a backlash."
This Vacuum Giant Palm print......................................... to..... to..............................
Did the Son of Providence need a reason to obtain a cultivation technique or divine ability? Perhaps there would even be an old grandpa who would come and teach him. This kind of thing could not be envied.
Just like how Cheng Hao could travel through the heavens, this was an opportunity that Hong Yi would never be able to find. As for Cheng Hao, he could only stare helplessly at Hong Yi's power of destiny. Some things couldn't always go according to one's wishes. It was fine as long as one was moving in the right direction.
After sighing inwardly, Cheng Hao no longer cared about the cultivation of the Vacuum Giant Handprint. After all, in this world where the water was becoming more and more muddy, he did not want to establish any sect to collect incense. Now, in the remaining months, he only needed to quietly wait for Hong Yi to send him the cultivation method.
If there was such an easy and pleasant thing to do, why would he still want to establish a sect?
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As the end of the year approached, Cheng Hao focused most of his energy on cultivating the Amitabha Sutra of the Past. He condensed his spirit that had reached the peak of the Ghost Immortal Realm time and time again, making the final preparations. He was preparing to pass through the first stage of the Divine Thunder in one fell swoop when the spring thunder arrived next year and transform his spirit and thoughts into Pure Yang.
The days passed in an orderly manner. Cheng Hao did not care about the undercurrents in the Jade Capital. As long as they did not disturb his cultivation, he could not be bothered with them.
On this day, New Year's Eve, Cheng Hao had a rare moment of relaxation after having dinner with the housekeeper and a few other higher-ups in the mansion. He half reclined on the recliner and lazily watched the fireworks and firecrackers rising in the sky from time to time. His heart was filled with calmness.
Life was like this. Other than cultivation and frivolity, there was also the distant starry sky and …
"Cheng Hao!"
An excited voice interrupted Cheng Hao's thoughts of life. Although this made him slightly unhappy, when he saw that it was Hong Yi, the child of fortune, the unhappiness in his heart instantly dissipated.
Hong Yi's arrival meant that there must be something good. If it was not a cultivation method, then it must be a divine ability!
"It's New Year's Eve. Why aren't you at home with your sister? Why are you here instead?" Cheng Hao stood up lazily and teased Hong Yi. It was rare for him to be in such a good mood.
"Haha, Cheng Hao, it's great news. Take a look at what this is!"
Hong Yi did not mind Cheng Hao's teasing at all. On the contrary, he seemed to be rather excited at this moment. He was holding a sutra in his hand. Looking at the material, it seemed to be the same as the Amitabha Sutra of the Past. It was made of black gold thread and could not be burned by fire or drowned by water!
"This is …"
Cheng Hao seemed to have thought of something. He suddenly took a step forward and came directly in front of Hong Yi. He took the sutra from him and could not wait to read it.
On the cover of this book, there was also a picture of a large Buddha. However, this Buddha was completely different from the Amitabha Sutra of the Past! Large ears drooped down to the shoulders, and the middle and index fingers formed a circle, forming a seal.
On the cover of this book, there was no name. However, when Cheng Hao turned to the next page, he saw a Buddha statue. After making another seal, the Buddha statue was drawn vividly and had a three-dimensional feeling.
And inside the body of this Buddha statue, there was a shining red dot!
Next to this dot, there was a picture of a statue the size of a thumb.
Cheng Hao, who had cultivated the Essence Qi of the Upper Embryonic Acupoint, instantly understood that this was the measurement and cultivation method of the Supreme Acupoint!
"Hmm? Why is there only half of it? "
Cheng Hao flipped through the pages for a while and firmly imprinted the picture on the page in his mind with the magical power of his left eye. Only then did he realize that the reason this book did not have a name was that the upper half of it had been torn away by someone, leaving only the lower half!
"This is the Tathagata Now Sutra that I found in a Buddha statue. However, the first half of this sutra has been torn away by someone. Only the second half of the sutra, the measurement of acupoints and the method of cultivation are left."
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