"Convert to me? I'm not your Buddha. However, you can be my poison slave. " Qin Lang seemed to be hesitating. "Actually, there's not much point in keeping your consciousness. Anyway, I can control your body by controlling the puppet worm. Keeping your consciousness is like a time bomb. If you lose control one day, won't I be in trouble? "
"Master, don't worry. I won't have the guts to go against you anymore." The old monk's consciousness hurriedly begged for mercy. "I only need my consciousness to exist. At least I still have my body. In addition, I know some secrets of the Buddhist Sect. In the future, when Master travels the martial world, it's inevitable that you will meet people from the Buddhist Sect. I can serve Master. "
"Hmm … it sounds like you'll be of some use." Qin Lang seemed to be hesitating. "However, if the puppet worm in your head dies, won't you have to start anew? Hmm, this won't do. I can't take the risk … "
"Master, don't worry. I really don't have the guts!"
"Hmm … Alright, I guess you don't have the guts to go against me." Qin Lang finally nodded.
The old monk's Divine Sense was finally at ease. He thought to himself, 'As long as there's life, there's hope. When I come up with a way to kill this puppet worm one day, I'll definitely tear you, little thief, into pieces.'
Of course, the old monk naturally wouldn't pass this thought to Qin Lang.
The people of the Buddhist Sect were very patient. The old monk felt that as long as he preserved his consciousness, there would be a day when this puppet worm would die. Or when his consciousness was strong enough to kill this puppet worm, he would regain his freedom. At that time, he would definitely kill Qin Lang, his "Master"! No, killing him would be too easy. This old monk really wanted to turn Qin Lang into a slave if he had freedom one day.
However, this old monk couldn't help but feel happy too early. Because Qin Lang's next words almost made the old monk's consciousness collapse. "Although you said that you want to convert to me, I'm still not at ease. So, I happen to have a puppet worm here, but this puppet worm is male, and the puppet worm in your head is female. I'm sure the puppet worm in your head has been lonely for many years and must be very eager to be caressed. When they are done laying eggs, I will summon the male worm. At that time, you don't have to worry about the puppet worm in your head dying. Because if it died, new worms would naturally hatch out. This way, everyone can rest assured. "
With that said, Qin Lang took out a puppet worm from the Thousand Poison Pouch on his waist and let the puppet worm enter the old monk's nostril.
The old monk was on the verge of collapse, but there was nothing he could do. Sensing that the 'male' bug had entered his brain, the old monk could be said to be completely 'at ease'. Because he was in despair, he didn't have the mood to endure and resist at all. At this moment, he knew how ruthless and venomous the kid in front of him was. He was even more ruthless than the guy who turned him into a poison man!
Qin Lang was also relieved now. With such a worm in the old monk's head as a "backup", he didn't have to worry about the old monk losing control.
"Oh right, old monk, what's your name?" Although he was a slave, he still needed a title so that it was convenient to order him around.
"This poor monk's Dharma name is Jian Xiang, one of the elders of the Buddhist Sect." The old monk said respectfully. Now, he had completely given up and began to gradually adapt to the role of a slave.
"Jian Xiang?" Qin Lang thought to himself, "Why did this old monk give himself such an ugly Dharma name?"
The old monk roughly guessed Qin Lang's thoughts and explained, "Jian as in seeing Buddha, Xiang as in all-encompassing."
"Oh … I got it. However, you are a disciple of the Buddhist Sect, why are you hiding in such a place? Moreover, looking at you, I don't know how many years you have lived here. " Qin Lang thought that this old monk was actually a Buddhist Sect Elder. It seemed that he was a person of status in the Buddhist Sect. Leaving his divine sense was indeed useful.
"Master, I don't know how many years I have lived here. My divine sense has just awakened. This is all thanks to master's blood. I just remember … En, yes, I remember now. It was after the war with the Japanese ended. I found a child in Pingchuan Province who was very suitable to accept my cultivation method. I nurtured him for three years and prepared to impart the cultivation method to him. I didn't expect to meet an enemy — "
"Wait … You just said that you are imparting the cultivation method?" Qin Lang asked curiously, "Imparting the cultivation method, is it to directly transfer power and let the other person's power advance by leaps and bounds?"
"Yes, that's about it." Jian Xiang said.
"Oh, if you want to impart power, you can impart your power to me. Won't my power increase greatly?"
"This …" Seeing that the old monk seemed to be hesitating, he said guiltily, "In theory, that is indeed the case. However, master, do you want me to impart my power to you? "
"Is it safe to impart power to me?" Qin Lang seemed to be more interested.
"There is a certain risk, but master's physique is excellent. If you follow my method for two to three years, the risk will be greatly reduced. There should be a fifty percent chance … En, seventy percent chance that you will be able to accept my power."
"Accept your power, or accept your soul?" Qin Lang asked without batting an eyelid. "What? You still haven't given up? Do you want to possess and occupy my body?"
"I wouldn't dare! I definitely wouldn't dare! " Seeing that Old Monk Elephant had completely given up, he did not expect Qin Lang to know the true purpose of the Buddhist Sect's Wisdom Imbuement. Moreover, Qin Lang had also seen through his hopes. Only then did Old Monk Elephant realize how terrifying the kid in front of him was. This kid was simply an experienced cultivator!
In fact, Qin Lang wasn't completely sure that Imparting of Wisdom was "Taking over", because Qin Lang felt that the Old Poison had always been biased against the Buddhist Sect. However, judging from the old monk's reaction, Qin Lang was basically sure that Imparting of Wisdom was indeed what the Old Poison said. The so-called Imparting of Wisdom was not an inheritance, but a Taking over!
There was really no free lunch in this world. Many martial arts practitioners thought that they could take a shortcut to receive the imparting of power from some master, but they didn't expect that these masters were not so kind. Although they could impart power to others, they would also occupy the other's body and strangle the other's soul.
However, not all the masters of the Buddhist Sect would take over the body during transmission. Qin Lang believed that there were still some truly high monks who were willing to sacrifice themselves for the sake of their descendants. However, Qin Lang also believed that they were in the minority! They were as few as the morning stars!
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