Song Shuhang's Reiki had already returned to the middle-rank. Moreover, there was a Runes Core inside his body, something that only high-rank Reiki could have. With this Runes Core, there was a small chance that Song Shuhang's Reiki would evolve into a high-rank Reiki!
Middle-rank Reiki already had a pretty good intelligence, and high-rank Reiki's intelligence wasn't inferior to that of ordinary people. Their cultivation speed was even faster than that of ordinary cultivators, and they could even practice some ghostly techniques.
After Song Shuhang and Reiki completed the 'synchronization', Reiki had already started to slowly evolve to the same level as Reiki.
Although it was still a middle-rank Reiki, it already had a very high intelligence.
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The western monk didn't notice that he was on the verge of death and kept asking, "Benefactor, do you have some unfulfilled wish?"
Since a powerful cultivator like the benefactor had turned into a ghost, it was clear that he had some resentment or unfulfilled wish.
If the benefactor had some unfulfilled wish, the western monk felt that he had the responsibility to fulfill it for the benefactor!
He had no way to repay the benefactor for saving his life. Moreover, the benefactor had saved him twice!
"..." Reiki.
The western monk waited for a short moment, but after seeing that the benefactor didn't say anything, he said in puzzlement, "Benefactor, if you have any wish, you can tell me. I'll definitely fulfill it for you!"
"..." Reiki.
"Benefactor, say something," the western monk said. But then, he suddenly thought of something. Was it possible that the benefactor didn't have any unfulfilled wish, but simply didn't want to be ferried to the afterlife?
It was a very normal thing. After a powerful cultivator died, their powerful mental energy would easily cause their soul to turn into a ghost, drifting everywhere.
The ghost of the benefactor had come all the way here to look for him … was it possible that the benefactor wanted him to help ferry him to the afterlife?
"I understand, Benefactor. I'll use the grandest ceremony to ferry your ghost to the afterlife! I'll now silently recite buddhist scriptures 300 times to warm up my body. Afterward, benefactor will look for a place to land. I'll prepare a soul ferrying ceremony for benefactor! "the western monk said earnestly.
As he spoke, he began to silently recite Buddhist scriptures. She didn't know what kind of Buddhist scripture he was reciting … It seemed that when he recited it, he would even add a few sentences in English or Sanskrit.
At this time, Reiki really had the impulse to throw the western monk down from the sky.
It wasn't that it didn't want to speak, it just couldn't!
Very soon, the western monk had already finished reciting the buddhist scriptures. He only had to wait until he finished reciting the Buddhist scriptures three hundred times before he could prepare the expiation ceremony for Reiki.
The corner of Reiki's mouth twitched. He stretched out his hand and flung the western monk high into the air.
"Eh? Benefactor!! " The western monk shouted loudly. He was in midair! He was currently in midair! He was more than a hundred meters away from the ground!
He didn't have a flying artifact, nor did he know how to fly. Even a Stage 2 cultivator would turn into minced meat if they fell from such a high place. It was useless even if he used his zhenqi to protect himself!
In midair, the monk said in panic, "Benefactor, did I say something wrong? Aaaaah! "
But right at this time, Reiki arrived below him and stretched out his hand to catch him.
"Benefactor!" The western monk had tears streaming down his face.
But in the next moment, Reiki flung him again and flung him high into the air. His target was the roof of a 30-story building.
Reiki wasn't trying to retaliate on purpose. After flying for so long while dragging the cumbersome western monk, he couldn't bear it anymore.
Reiki was a cultivator of the Second Stage, and the strength of his body was limited.
After flying for so long while while holding the western monk, he was close to the speed of a cultivator of the Fourth Stage. He had almost reached his limit.
If he didn't land soon, the western monk would really fall to his death from the sky.
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… …
"Bang!"
The western monk smoothly landed on the ground, but he was so scared that he broke out in cold sweat.
At this time, Reiki floated in front of him and stretched out his hand, aiming it at the western monk.
The western monk looked at Reiki's hand in puzzlement. Soon after, he stretched out his hand and touched Reiki's palm.
As soon as Reiki and the western monk touched each other's palm, the connection between them was established.
In the next moment, a voice echoed in the mind of the western monk. My main body isn't dead yet! I'm Reiki, Reiki! … …
The western monk immediately felt embarrassed.
It was Reiki!
Although the western monk had never seen Reiki before, he had heard about Reiki. It was a cheat that cultivators yearned for day and night. Even a low-level Reiki could double the speed of a cultivator's cultivation. With Reiki, cultivators would have a portable power bank that could last longer than other cultivators. With Reiki, they wouldn't need to worry about a protracted battle.
But now, the benefactor's Reiki was so nimble, and its behavior was almost no different from that of a human. This Reiki should be at least a mid-level one, right?
"Ahahaha, so it was Reiki! I knew it. Given Benefactor's powerful cultivation, how could it be so easy to poop on yourself? Wahahaha! "The western monk laughed foolishly to cover his embarrassment.
Then, he changed the topic. "Benefactor, did you come looking for me for something?"
Reiki straightened his body and said, I came to ask you about a soul ferrying technique. … …
"Soul ferrying technique? Benefactor, are you interested in this? " The western monk's eyes immediately lit up. Soon after, he rummaged in his monk robe and took out an old, yellowed book.
Although soul ferrying techniques were very precious, they couldn't compare to the fact that the benefactor had saved his life twice.
The western monk carefully handed the old, yellowed book to Reiki. "Benefactor, this is the soul ferrying technique I obtained. I practiced according to the content of this book and learned the method to ferry souls. Oh, right, I also need to match this with it. "
After saying this much, the western monk took out another book, Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture, and said, "If you combine these two, you can ferry all kinds of souls!"
The ghost spirit inwardly nodded its head. Then, it reached out and flipped open the 《Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture》.
At the beginning of the book, the western monk had written a note: Only by ferrying all living beings can one attain enlightenment. As long as hell isn't empty, one will not become a Buddha.
Reiki quickly flipped through the pages of the book. It should be a secret scripture of a certain buddhist sect, and its content was very profound. Just reading the text of the scripture was enough to attract the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the surroundings.
It was unknown how the western monk had gotten his hands on it.
Thereupon, Reiki flipped through the scripture from beginning to end and memorized its content. His intuition told him that this volume of Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture would come in handy one day.
After memorizing the contents of Ksitigarbha's Soul Ferrying Scripture, Reiki opened the old, yellowed book of the western monk once more.
Although it was a book, it looked more like an ordinary notebook.
After opening it, Reiki saw a few small words written on it.
The Diary of the Ascetic Senior Monk.
Reiki was speechless.
He raised his head and looked at the western monk. Did this guy really comprehend the 'soul ferrying technique' from this book?
Reiki opened the diary while half-believing and half-doubting it.
The diary wasn't written by the ascetic senior monk, but by a bystander who was recording the ascetic process of the senior monk.
The senior monk in the diary was bald, wearing a thin sackcloth, and walking barefoot. His body was thin, but his eyes were bright, and his spirit was full of energy.
The diary was very complicated, and a lot of the content was repetitive, describing the ascetic process of the senior monk.
For example, the senior monk was walking in a world of ice and snow, not eating or drinking for tens of days. There were five or six similar entries.
For example, the senior monk was walking in a forest of sharp rocks, stepping on the sharp rocks with his bare feet, eating and sleeping in the open. There were also five entries of the same content.
Among them, there were also the senior monk who encountered some monster beasts and fought them. However, this interesting process was easily glossed over by the author of the diary.
The author of the diary repeatedly wrote about the suffering of the senior monk, describing his hunger, pain, cold, thirst...
It was unknown whether it was just Reiki's misconception or not, but as Reiki read and read, he felt the joy of the author's words.
F * ck, the author of the diary was definitely a sadist. After seeing the suffering of the senior monk, he got excited.
Very soon, he had already flipped through half of the thin diary.
According to the diary, the senior monk entered a scary forest filled with all kinds of poisonous insects. On the first day he entered the forest, the senior monk was poisoned and almost died.
The diary used all kinds of beautiful words to describe the state of the senior monk when he was poisoned. His lips had turned purple, his face had turned blue, he was gasping for breath, groaning in pain, and desperately grabbing the ground with his fingers.
As expected, the author of the diary was finding joy in the pain of the senior monk.
Is this really a diary? Reiki started to have doubts.
It wondered if this was something like a novel written by an ancient person. Did the author satisfy his dark desires by describing the suffering of the senior monk in detail?
In addition, from which angle did the western monk comprehend the soul ferrying technique after reading the book?
Reiki raised his head and looked at the western monk, only to discover that he was looking at him with an expectant expression on his face.
Moreover, when the Caucasian monk glanced at the yellowing diary, he felt as though he was looking at a priceless treasure. He was afraid that the ghost spirit would use too much force to flip through the pages and tear the yellowing diary apart.
"..." Reiki.
Thereupon, he calmed himself down and kept flipping through the diary.
The senior monk in the diary almost died after being poisoned, but he relied on his strong willpower to overcome the poison and regain his vitality!
... Overcome your sister! Was poison something that could be overcome with willpower? Would it kill him to write about the process of detoxifying the poison?
Reiki started to flip through the pages of the diary even faster.
The ascetic senior monk had climbed over mountains, crossed swamps, stepped on deserts, and swam across the sea barefooted. He had encountered storms, been struck by lightning, crossed seas of fire, and even been buried alive by sandstorms.
His experiences were simply Spartan!
Just as he flipped through the pages, Reiki suddenly had a thought.
He recalled the 'Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk' footwork.
Although he didn't want to admit it, he felt that the ascetic senior monk described in the diary was very compatible with the 'Virtuous Man's Ten Thousand Mile Walk' of his main body!
One was a buddhist ascetic technique, while the other was a scholarly technique to walk ten thousand miles. Both of them had some similarities.
Perhaps his main body could also go on a trip if he had the time.
He would travel through mountains and rivers without any food or water, just like the ascetic senior monk described in the diary. He would climb over mountains, cross deserts, cross swamps, and swim across the sea. He would experience storms and thunder, sandstorms and tsunamis...
Then, just like the ascetic senior monk, he would experience a sublimation after finishing his journey of ten thousand miles. Wasn't this a pretty good method of cultivation?
Just as this thought flashed through his mind, Reiki flipped to the last page of the (Diary of the Ascetic Senior Monk).
The last page of the diary was very short.
In the end, he died...
Even his bones were rotting in the mud.
He used his life to end his ascetic practice.
But his soul was sublimated! This was the best ascetic practice! ]
"..." Reiki.
At this time, he had the urge to tear the book apart.
What the hell is this' in the end, he died '?
He actually died!
Can't we just have a pleasant chat?
Anyway, how in the world did the western monk comprehend the technique to ferry the souls of the dead from the book?
Reiki closed the (Diary of the Ascetic Senior Monk). The corner of his mouth twitched as he returned the book to the western monk.
The western monk carefully put away the (Diary of the Ascetic Senior Monk) and asked expectantly, "Benefactor, did you learn anything?"
"..." Reiki opened the door and entered the mountain. Then, he asked, "I want to know how you managed to learn the technique to ferry souls from the diary."
"Eh? Benefactor, aren't you moved after reading the diary?" the western monk asked in surprise. The western monk asked in surprise, "Benefactor, don't you feel that an ascetic senior monk like him is worthy of respect? When I read the last part of the diary, I had the urge to bless this ascetic senior monk.
When this thought flashed through my mind, the life of the ascetic senior monk recorded in the diary flashed through my mind like a movie. Afterward, I learned the technique to ferry souls from this ascetic senior monk. "
The western monk replied with a serious expression on his face.
Today, when I was doing some math problems, I was suddenly moved and thought of the Pythagorean theorem. Then, I thought of the shape of a triangle based on the Pythagorean theorem. Afterward, I learned a peerless technique, the 'Triangular Godly Fist'. ]
Reiki faintly sighed.
From the looks of it, it was impossible to comprehend the technique to ferry souls from the diary of the ascetic senior monk.
I'll have to look for another method.
In a while, I'll go home and ask the seniors of the Nine Provinces Number One Group about it. There must be someone among the seniors that knows the technique to ferry souls.
After thinking up to this point, Reiki decided to bid farewell to the western monk. He was going home and also wanted to contact Yu Jiaojiao.
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Clearwater Pavilion, Time City.
Song Shuhang had been in a coma since Reiki left the Clearwater Pavilion, and he had been unconscious until now.
Song Shuhang had been unconscious for five days in the Time City.
Just as Reiki was reading the 'Diary of the Ascetic Senior Monk', ten wounds suddenly appeared on Song Shuhang's back.
Blood gushed out and dyed his new clothes red in the blink of an eye … Senior Sister Ye had changed these clothes for him after he had fainted.
The unconscious Song Shuhang suddenly opened his eyes, and Runes flew out of his eyes. The Runes disappeared into the void.
After a short moment, the Runes returned to Song Shuhang's eyes.
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