"What nonsense!" the Dauntless monk said furiously.
No Buddhist disciple would promote the law of the jungle. Otherwise, why would there be 10,000 Buddhist scriptures? Only a demonic cultivator would pursue power at all costs.
"Senior Brother, look!" The Unraging monk pointed out and projected the image of the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression hall. The One Lamp monk collapsed on the ground, his expression constantly changing. The oil lamp beside him flickered and lit up instead.
"His mind is in a mess. He's actually listening to nonsense like that!" The Dauntless monk frowned.
"Even if it's nonsense, it still has its uses. You can call this fighting poison with poison!" The Unraging monk smiled.
The One Lamp monk's mind surged. No one had ever said something like that to him. He had grown up in the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. Although there was intense competition here, it definitely did not follow the cruel law of the strong preying on the weak. Even entering the Demon Suppression hall for trials was a matter of course to purge demons and protect the righteous path. Even if he unfortunately died in battle, he would be sacrificing himself for the righteous path and returning to paradise.
It was precisely because of his lifelong pursuit of benevolence and salvation that he discovered that his actions had led to such terrifying consequences that he found it increasingly unbearable. Even the Dauntless monk who tried to convince him to pull himself together naturally believed he had a great responsibility, so no one could persuade him otherwise. He was unable to forgive himself either.
However, Li Qingshan gave him another answer, which made him feel that he was no longer unforgivable.
He looked at his withered hands and muttered to himself, "So I'm too weak? That's why I can't make any decisions. That's why the Locust King didn't even bother to kill me. If I was as strong as Abbot Dauntless, I wouldn't have been used by him. Otherwise, we wouldn't have fallen into such a state, and we wouldn't have caused so many deaths! "
All of a sudden, he yearned to become stronger!
He, who was almost crushed by guilt, seemed to have found a way out in the endless darkness. The regret of the past could only torture his mind. No matter how much he punished himself, he could not change the past. However, the desire to become stronger injected a new motivation in his heart. It was the power to move forward.
The lights suddenly lit up, dispersing the surrounding Devil Qi.
"He saved me again!" Monk Yideng glanced at Li Qingshan's back. He closed his eyes and circulated the Great Light Scripture. His surroundings shone brightly, shattering the restrictions the Unraging monk had left behind.
If he wanted to become stronger, he had to raise his cultivation and undergo the third Heavenly Tribulation!
Gradually. His shriveled body began to fill up again. Color returned to his skin. However, his appearance was extremely ugly. His nose drooped down, his lips turned upwards, and his ears were protruding. He was not much better looking than a skeletal face. But that righteous aura was enough to make people ignore his appearance.
Li Qingshan glanced at him from the corner of his eye and could not help but smile. He was not saying this to the One Lamp monk because he had nothing better to do. He could still remember how the One Lamp monk had tried his best to persuade him not to go to the eighth floor of the Demon Suppression hall the first time they met. He had no ulterior motives at all, considering his safety. He clearly possessed startling strength, but he did not possess the arrogance of the "first senior brothers" he had seen in his life.
Afterwards, they fought their way to the eighth floor together. The One Lamp monk had assisted him too. He had personally slain five or six Demon Commanders and demonfolk, and there were countless Demon Generals and demonfolk. He had left behind quite a good impression. He was reluctant to see him die in regret.
The pain on the One Lamp monk's face subsided, replaced by solemnity. His ragged monk's robes burned up in the light, turning to ash and revealing his sturdy body. A halo appeared behind his head.
He had been the strongest disciple of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga several decades ago. He had undergone the second Heavenly Tribulation in his forties, possessing supreme talent that allowed him to look down on his peers. He was renowned throughout the entire Green province. He was even believed to be the next abbot of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. Only when Little Ann came to the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga did he lose out.
During the several decades that Li Qingshan had spent in the Mist province, he had not slacked off for a single day. His cultivation advanced further and further, and with the great support of a large sect like the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, the third Heavenly Tribulation was definitely not out of reach. He had an even greater chance of breaking through compared to the various head monks. If it were not for his inner demons, he might have already entered secluded cultivation and prepared to undergo the tribulation.
The Soaring Locust King did not kill him just to torture him. Instead, it was very difficult to kill him if he did not personally take action. He could end up losing his Daemon Commander clone with the slightest carelessness. If his true body took action, the four guardian kings of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga would not be joking around. It was not worth the risk at all, which was why they constantly provoked him verbally, making him suffer from qi deviation. To him, this could be a form of training.
Outside the Demon Suppression hall, the Dauntless monk was delighted. The entire Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga had high hopes for One Lamp. Even after the appearance of One Will, the Dauntless monk still believed he was more suited to succeed as abbot. The fact that he could overcome his inner demons and pull himself together was truly worthy of celebration. He immediately found Li Qingshan to be much more pleasing to the eye.
"Senior brother, this disciple of mine has made the right choice, right?" The Unraging monk smiled.
The Dauntless monk nodded. He could not help but admit to this. He thought to himself, Li Qingshan is a secular disciple and doesn't have much loyalty to the monastery, but he still shows some respect to junior brother Unraging. They can be regarded as part of the same lineage. The chances of One Lamp undergoing the third heavenly tribulation are extremely high, while who knows what level One Will's cultivation has reached, but she shouldn't be far from the third heavenly tribulation. The Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga has a successor!
Then he said, "Since he refuses to become a monk, the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga can't force him either. However, since he's your disciple, feel free to ask if you need any support. Don't make people feel like the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga is stingy."
"Yes, senior brother abbot." The Unraging monk smiled. He knew the Dauntless monk had basically recognised Li Qingshan, and the Dauntless monk's recognition was the monastery's recognition. They would provide Li Qingshan with enough support to mend their icy relationship. Even if they could not reach the level of loyalty, they would be on good terms at the very least.
This recognition was not only because of Li Qingshan's assistance to the One Lamp monk. That was just an expression of their attitude. What mattered was his actual strength. Even to large sects, great cultivators were extremely rare. They could increase the sect's strength qualitatively. Unless they had no other choice, no one would push them away.
This instead proved Li Qingshan's "wild theory". The difference between the strong and the weak was indeed worlds apart.
"Let's see how they cultivate," the Dauntless monk said in anticipation.
"Alright!" The Unraging monk still had another worry. Qingshan, oh Qingshan, you better not actually become a Demon King, or I won't be able to cover for you.
Li Qingshan stared at the ninth Demon Suppression statue, only to discover that it was different from the previous eight. Not only was it several times larger, but the material it was made of was very different too, making it seem even more solemn. It sat there with its legs crossed, its expression peaceful and tranquil like an old monk in meditation.
He observed it for a while, but he did not immediately obtain the legacy of the Demon Suppression Statuary. As a result, he extended his hand and pressed down on the statue, powering the demon heart and sinking his mind into his sea of consciousness.
With a boom, the Demon Suppression statue sprung to life, standing in his sea of consciousness like a mountain and beginning to dance about.
The first form, Initial Repentance of the Demon Heart!
The second form, Unshakable Demonic Nature!
… …
The movements were extremely connected, increasing in level until it achieved enlightenment in the end, stopping all of its movements and sitting in the sea of consciousness with its legs crossed. Its messy hair fell down, and it converted to the buddha, becoming a monk.
Li Qingshan suddenly understood. As it turned out, the ninth Demon Suppression statue did not just contain the ninth layer of the Demon Suppression Statuary, but also the general principles of the Demon Suppression Statuary. Only here did it demonstrate many of its wonders.
He was elated. If he could master it, his cultivation as a human would definitely undergo a qualitative change. He began to comprehend it with all his attention, but gradually, he began to frown.
Qingshan, if you've taken a wrong path, there's still a chance for you to correct it here! The Unraging monk thought to himself.
Originally, there was only a single Demon Suppression statue in the Demon Suppression hall. The eight statues on top were all replicas of this statue. Their objective was to analyse this overly profound cultivation method and make it easier for people to understand, but in the end, it was all for the sake of the final Demon Suppression statue. It was like rivers returning to the sea.
However, Li Qingshan had not taken a wrong path at all. Instead, he had been going in the opposite direction from the very beginning, allowing him to cultivate to his current level. It was basically a miracle.
When he tried to comprehend the ninth layer of the Demon Suppression Statuary, he discovered this contradiction had already become so great that it could not be reconciled. Let alone mastering the entire cultivation method, even the ninth layer was difficult to practise. When his demon qi circulated to this extent, it immediately dispersed.
He tried to sit in the lotus position like the Demon Suppression statue, but he discovered it was very awkward. He had never thought about becoming a monk in the first place, yet this demonfolk who had realized his error ended up becoming a monk in the end.
The increase in cultivation could be overcome through brute force, but the practice of cultivation methods still required comprehension at the end of the day.
Don't tell me I really have to switch cultivation methods?
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