Backyard of the old temple.
The old monk and the red-headed ghost gazed into the distance, as though their gazes could penetrate the voids and land on the young monk who was sobbing.
Both of them exchanged glances.
"Hais."
The old monk sighed deeply.
The red-headed ghost lamented, "This day was bound to come sooner or later. It's good that he has to face it eventually."
"Who can say for sure whether it's good or bad," The old monk shook his head.
"Bald monk, what do you mean?" The red-headed ghost could tell that there was a hidden meaning in the old monk's words.
The old monk said, "This lad is sentimental and Mr. Su is a shackle to him. It's because of this shackle that he shaved his head and became a monk. He has a clear heart and that's why he's willing to stay quietly at the bottom of the Dragon Burial Valley for 20 years. "
The red-headed ghost nodded to himself.
The old monk was right. Given Su Zimo's character, even if he offended Glass Palace and was hunted down by the entire North Region, would he be willing to tolerate it?
Did he truly have no other way to leave the North Region?
If not for the fact that he had to wait for an opportunity to leave the North Region with Su Zimo, given his character, he would have killed his way out the moment his Inner Core was restored more than 10 years ago!
The old monk sighed. "Now that he's free of this shackle, the nightmare of the paragons of the immortal, Buddhist and fiend sects and the monster incarnate of history that causes countless cultivators to tremble in fear might be returning!"
The red-headed ghost narrowed his eyes and asked, "What can you tell?"
"I don't know."
The old monk shook his head.
The red-headed ghost asked again, "20 years have passed and there's still no movement from his Jin Dan. Is there any chance of it recovering?"
"I don't know."
The old monk shook his head again.
Pausing for a moment, the old monk said slowly, "Perhaps he has already found a way to recover his Jin Dan. Perhaps he hasn't. I don't know. I can't see through him anymore."
The red-headed ghost's expression changed slightly!
Even the old monk could not see through Su Zimo!
After 20 years of Zen cultivation and Buddhist chanting, Su Zimo had indeed gained a unique aura.
He was almost like a Buddha!
The red-headed ghost's expression changed as he suddenly said, "He's back. He's probably here to bid farewell to you."
"Also, you're his master after all. Give him a few life-saving items. Don't hide them all. When the time comes, he'll accompany you into the coffin!"
Just as the red-headed ghost was grumbling, the old monk had already turned and left.
In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from the mausoleum garden and arrived at the main hall.
Not long after.
Su Zimo pushed the door open and entered.
His emotions seemed to have stabilized, but the sorrow in the depths of his eyes was still difficult to resolve.
Su Zimo walked straight into the main hall and knelt down in the direction of the old monk. He kowtowed three times and said in a low voice, "Master, I'm leaving."
"Go."
The old monk did not urge him to stay.
He knew that it would be futile even if he tried to persuade them to stay.
The old monk extended his palm and handed over two extremely old talismans. "These are two Teleportation Talismans. One is a Lesser Teleportation Talisman and the other is a Major Teleportation Talisman."
"I won't say much about the Lesser Teleportation Talisman. It's a random teleportation."
"As for this Major Teleportation Talisman, it's a treasure that the emperor of the Great Qian Empire requested a Talisman Grandmaster to refine! The furthest it can travel is through the distance between major regions and teleport over! "
Teleportation!
The weight of these words was too heavy.
Just the Lesser Teleportation Talisman alone was extremely precious.
What was more, a Major Teleportation Talisman that could teleport in a specific direction?
That was almost equivalent to giving Su Zimo an additional life!
Su Zimo received it with both hands and placed it in his storage bag. Just as he was about to turn and leave, the old monk suddenly called out to him.
Looking at Su Zimo's empty dantian, the old monk's eyes were filled with worry and curiosity. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "Your Jin Dan …"
Su Zimo remained silent.
A moment later, he said softly, "Actually, the secret to recovering Jin Dan lies in the Saraca Flower."
"Saraca Flower?"
The old monk was slightly stunned.
Although the Saraca Flower was something from the old temple, it was something that the red-robed woman snatched away many years ago and left in Su Zimo's dantian.
Su Zimo said, "In an ancient sutra in the Sutra Chamber, there's a legend that the Saraca Tree is one of the three sacred trees of the Buddhist monasteries. The Buddha who founded the Buddhist Dao was born under this Saraca Tree!"
"I've heard of that legend before …"
Suddenly, the old monk paused.
A thought flashed through his mind.
He finally understood that the relationship between Jin Dan and the Saraca Flower was restored.
In reality, the legend of the Buddhist monasteries recorded another power apart from flames that the Saraca Flower possessed.
The power of life!
The birth of life.
From nothing to something.
The Saraca Flower witnessed the birth of the Buddha.
Su Zimo's dantian shattered and his Jin Dan was destroyed.
The power of his Jin Dan did not vanish. Instead, it was absorbed by the Saraca Flower in the depths of his dantian.
For 20 years.
The reason why Su Zimo meditated on the Dao and chanted sutras daily was because he was accumulating and stimulating the power of life within the Saraca Flower!
Su Zimo was already heading out of the old temple.
In a daze.
Black hair grew on Su Zimo's bald head and grew longer.
Inside his body, in the originally pitch-black and empty Dantian, the figure of a flower gradually appeared.
Above the flower.
There was a fruit that was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It was golden, round and shone in a bedazzling manner!
That fruit was Su Zimo's brand new Jin Dan!
Spirit energy rumbled in his dantian and surged even more violently.
It was as though it was about to form a storm within his body!
Su Zimo's aura was growing stronger endlessly!
With every step he took, the spirit energy in his dantian would increase.
It was getting stronger!
Boom!
In the blink of an eye, the spirit energy in his dantian had already broken through the limits of early-stage Jin Dan and reached mid-stage Jin Dan.
Before long.
Boom!
There was another sound.
Late-stage Jin Dan!
Su Zimo had once consumed the 10,000 Year Vermilion Fruit and the energy was not wasted. It was all absorbed by the Saraca Flower and was now being regenerated!
With every step he took, Su Zimo's aura would change!
The only thing that did not change was his eyes.
They were neither happy nor sad, completely emotionless.
When Su Zimo arrived at the entrance of the old temple, his aura stabilized and his black hair danced wildly. His aura was frightening and he resembled a divine being!
Peak late-stage Jin Dan!
Creation after destruction!
After staying dormant in the Dragon Burial Valley for 20 years and chanting sutras daily, his cultivation did not fall behind. Instead, it was at the peak of late-stage Jin Dan!
Of course, that was not the only change in Su Zimo's body!
However, no one could say it out loud.
Standing at the entrance of the old temple, Su Zimo turned around slowly. His eyes were clear as he looked at the two lines of flamboyant words on the wall of the grand hall in a daze.
Those were the words left for him by Die Yue.
Suddenly, Su Zimo extended his finger!
A stream of spirit qi burst forth from the tip of his index finger and landed on the wall of the grand hall like a sharp sword.
Su Zimo waved his arm.
After the two lines of words on the wall, two new lines of words appeared.
It was written with a sharp edge that looked down on the world!
Instinctively, Ming Zhen read it out, "Once the dust clears, light shines through the mountains and rivers!"
"Psst!"
"That boldness …"
The old monk's eyes were filled with deep shock.
Suddenly, the rumbling sound of chains could be heard in the quiet backyard!
If you wish to be a dragon or elephant, you must first be a horse or ox for all living beings.
Once the dust clears, light shines through the mountains and rivers.
The first line was left behind by Die Yue.
The second line was Su Zimo's reply.
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