Jiang Nan had yet to reach the Dao Platform Realm, nor had he cultivated the Formless Calamity Sutra. Therefore, the phenomenon produced by his explanation was not as dazzling as Buddhist Monk Wu Xiang's.
However, the Formless Calamity Sutra he explained was much more complicated and complete than what Buddhist Monk Wu Xiang had learned. Therefore, it was impossible for him to be the reincarnation of the Zen Heart Temple's ancestors, nor was it possible for the Zen Heart Temple's ancestors to impart the complete Formless Calamity Sutra to Buddhist Monk Wu Xiang. It was just that the Formless Calamity Sutra wasn't beyond the scope of the Demonic Prison Mystic Fetus Sutra.
However, Zen Master Wu Xiang didn't think so. Although he was extremely intelligent, he wouldn't have been able to cultivate to the Heavenly Palace Realm by relying on a few incomplete scriptures. However, Buddhism had always believed in the afterlife and was particular about fate. He couldn't help but think too much.
"Benefactor Jiang is indeed fated with me. The first time I met him was in the Ghost Buddha City, where I purified the souls of my master and my fellow brothers. After that, I tried to kill him several times, but I failed. The second time, he was being pursued. I wanted to capture him and obtain information about the two female benefactors of the Demon God's Sect. Unexpectedly, I saved him. "
Buddhist Monk Wu Xiang was stunned. "This must be the blessing of the Zen Heart Temple's ancestors. Or perhaps, he is the reincarnation of our Zen Heart Temple's Holy Monk. Otherwise, how could there be such a coincidence? I brought him to the Zen Heart Island, and he told me the unique sutra of our Zen Heart Temple … "
The more he thought about it, the more he felt that it was possible. Suddenly, Jiang Nan stopped talking. Buddhist Monk Wu Xiang, Heartless Monk, and the rest were mesmerized by his explanation. They raised their heads and looked at him.
"Benefactor Jiang, why did you stop?" One of the monks asked as he heard the most important part of the story.
"What's the point of saying more?"
Jiang Nan wore a smile on his face, appearing unfathomable. He said, "Zen Master, do you still think that your attainment in Dharma surpasses mine?"
He was feeling uneasy. In such a short time, he had only managed to reach the Third Stage of the Divine Ability Realm. If he continued, he would definitely be exposed.
Zen Master Wu Xiang's expression changed slightly. He suddenly thought of a possibility, and his face turned ferocious. He asked coldly, "Almsgiver Jiang, where did you obtain the Formless Calamity Scripture?"
The killing intent in his eyes intensified. The Shapeless Kalpa Sutra was the secret technique of the Zen Heart Temple, and other than the people of the Zen Heart Temple, there was only one person who could obtain this technique, and that was the deity who had destroyed the Zen Heart Temple!
Therefore, Jiang Nan's Formless Calamity Sutra might have come from that Heavenly God!
Condor Demon King could not help but feel uneasy. He thought to himself, "My lord has boasted too much. I'm afraid I won't even be able to be a monk this time. Instead, I'll be cooked and eaten by the monks. These monks have not eaten meat for many years. They're sallow and emaciated …"
Jiang Nan's expression didn't change. He said softly, "Zen Master, don't be angry. I've had the root of wisdom since I was young, and I often went to the temple to worship Buddha. One day, I worshiped the statue of Buddha, and suddenly, I felt endless Buddha Light surging in front of me. While I was confused, a scripture appeared in my mind, and that was the Formless Calamity Sutra. "
He sighed and said slowly, "This scripture is very profound. I don't know why, but I feel like I've been studying it for thousands of years, and I'm very familiar with the profound meaning of the scripture."
Condor Demon King complained, "My lord is boasting too much, and it's getting harder and harder to clean up …"
"Why don't you finish the Formless Calamity Sutra, Almsgiver Jiang?" Zen Master Wu Xiang stared straight at Jiang Nan's face, unwilling to let go of even the slightest change in his expression.
Jiang Nan was calm as usual. He smiled and said, "The winner has been decided, so why do I need to finish? Besides, how do I know that you're not trying to cheat me of the Formless Calamity Sutra? "
"It seems like he hasn't recovered his past life's memory, and he still doesn't know where he came from …"
Zen Master Wu Xiang's expression was uncertain. He said softly, "Reincarnation, recovery of memory … Could it be that the heavens have eyes, and the Zen Heart Temple will never be destroyed?"
He suddenly smiled and put his palms together. "I've lost. If you want to leave, I won't force you. "
He no longer addressed himself as' Lord Zeng ', but' Little Monk '. This was because he suspected that Jiang Nan was the reincarnation of the Zen Heart Temple's holy monk, so he became respectful and did not dare to be presumptuous.
Jiang Nan stood up and said with a smile, "Then please send me out, Zen Master."
Zen Master Wu Xiang also stood up and said, "Please follow me."
He sent Jiang Nan and Condor Demon King out of the Zen Heart Island, and said with a smile, "Almsgiver Jiang, come often when you're free, so that I can listen to your teachings."
"Zen Master, you're too kind."
Jiang Nan left the Zen Heart Island and heaved a sigh of relief. He immediately cast the Chiliocosm Fortress Ship and sailed away, lest Condor Demon King went back on his words.
Zen Master Wu Xiang watched him leave, and when he returned to the Zen Heart Temple, Heartless Monk and the others surrounded him and said, "Master, he has the complete Formless Calamity Sutra, and this is related to your cultivation, how can you let him go?"
"Shut up!"
Zen Master Wu Xiang's face darkened, and he scolded, "Don't be rude! That Almsgiver Jiang is most likely the reincarnation of our Zen Heart Temple's holy monk, and his seniority is even higher than mine. He might even be our Zen Heart Temple's Ancestral Master! "
The Heartless Monk and others looked at each other in dismay, wondering why he would suddenly say such a baffling thing.
Zen Master Wu Xiang looked up at the sky, and tears streamed down his cheeks as he muttered to himself, "Master, when I enlightened you that day, did you already foresee the reincarnation of our sect's senior and came to guide me …"
On the fortress ship, Condor Demon King was still puzzled, and he asked, "Master, why did that bald bastard Wu Xiang change from arrogant to respectful, and release us just like that?"
Jiang Nan shook his head, and said, "I don't know either. However, Zen Master Wu Xiang's cultivation of the Formless Calamity Sutra has already entered the demonic path. I guess something happened to him, and he lost his mind. Or maybe he realized that he had lost, and he kept his promise. "
They were still on the sea, and they were still very far from the Xuan Tian Sacred Sect. Jiang Nan calmed himself down, and carefully studied the Formless Calamity Sutra. This Buddhist scripture was indeed profound and powerful, especially in terms of tempering one's state of mind. It was better than all the mental cultivation techniques that Jiang Nan had seen in the past.
Cultivating this scripture required the cultivator to experience all forms of life, and to struggle in the mortal world. One form and one tribulation, and after going through all the tribulations, they would finally transcend and reach the Formless Realm.
The form here was not the face that Zen Master Wu Xiang understood, but the state of mind, the state of mind of all living beings.
If one could reach the Formless Realm, one's state of mind would be like that of Buddha, unfathomably deep and inclusive of all things. All divine arts and cultivation techniques would be like a drop of water in the sea, and one would be a grandmaster, a god!
"The Buddhist cultivation techniques are indeed unique, and they should not be underestimated."
Jiang Nan thought, "My Xuanmen's righteous path focuses on divine arts and cultivation, Xuanmen's devil path focuses on the corporeal body, the demon race focuses on both, and Buddhism focuses on the state of mind. Among these four sects, righteous path, devil path, and demon race are the strongest in the early stages, while Buddhism catches up later. When one cultivates to a profound realm and understands the state of mind of a grandmaster, one will suddenly become extremely powerful! However, those who cultivate to the level of gods will definitely be grandmasters, and by then, it will be hard to say which of the four sects is stronger. "
Now that he had cultivated his Daoist heart, even though he had not reached the level of grandmaster, he was not far from it. Although he admired the Formless Calamity Sutra, he did not plan to cultivate this mental cultivation technique, and only used it as a reference.
After a few days, Jiang Nan finally returned to the Xuan Tian Sacred Sect, and he saw that the sect was decorated with lanterns and streamers, and the atmosphere was joyous.
"Junior Brother Jiang, you are finally back!"
As soon as Jiang Nan entered the Sacred Sect, he saw a golden light flying over and landing on the ship. It was Yun Peng, who smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yun, you also escaped?"
"I was chased by a Divine Palace expert from the Ancient Divine Pavilion, and I competed with him in terms of speed. I only managed to shake him off after traveling for millions of miles, but I didn't expect him to ambush me on the way to the Sacred Sect, causing me to go through many hardships to return to the Sacred Sect."
Seeing that he was safe, Yun Peng heaved a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Junior Brother, there is something you do not know. Your disappearance alarmed the entire Sacred Sect, and even the Sect Master sent people to search for you. Martial Aunt Luo also went to the South Sea with a murderous aura to search for those who chased you, but those people seemed to have disappeared into thin air. In the end, it was the Sect Master who found her and said that your waist token was still there, and your life was not in danger. Junior Brother, where have you been these days? "
"It's a long story. I met Zen Master Formless, and it wasn't easy for me to escape. "
Jiang Nan didn't say much. He pointed at the colorful lanterns in the sky and asked in a low voice, "Is the Sect Master engaged?"
Yun Peng nodded, and his expression was a little solemn. He lowered his voice and said, "The Sect Master brought the Supreme Elders to Taixuan Shengzong to arrange a marriage with Taihuang's daughter. When they returned, the Supreme Elders didn't look good. I heard from Master that the Sect Master and the Supreme Elders were humiliated there. The higher-ups of Taixuan Shengzong spoke in a strange tone. They said that since there was a marriage alliance, the two sects should merge into one, and they even called the Sect Master Martial Nephew. The Supreme Elders couldn't hold back and flew into a rage, but the Sect Master suppressed them. "
Jiang Nan frowned slightly. He didn't see Xi Yingqing go to propose with his own eyes, but he could imagine the scene. It must be a fight between the two sects, and there might even be a few secret battles!
"The Sect Master didn't allow the Supreme Elders to make a move. Grand Uncle Master Xuan He was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot. When he came back, he was sick and didn't get up. I guess he doesn't have much time left."
Yun Peng sighed and said, "The Supreme Elders of the Holy Sect are quite dissatisfied with the Sect Master. This marriage alliance made our Holy Sect lower than Taixuan Shengzong. Even our seniority is a generation lower."
"Grand Uncle Master Xuan He?"
Jiang Nan remembered this person. Xuan He was the Supreme Elder who took the initiative to resolve the grudges between him and Luo Huayin in the Seven Treasures Forest that day. This person was swift and decisive, and was straightforward with his words. Jiang Nan had a good impression of him.
He didn't expect that going to Taixuan Shengzong to propose a marriage alliance would almost anger a Supreme Elder to death.
There weren't many Supreme Elders in the Xuan Tian Holy Sect, and it could be said that they were the only ones left. Losing one was a huge blow to the Holy Sect!
"I hope Grand Uncle Master Xuan He can get better soon …" Jiang Nan's heart was heavy.
In a secret realm on the Sect Master's Peak, Xuan He was lying on a sickbed. His face was ashen, and he looked old. He was coughing blood non-stop, and a few disciples were attending to him.
"I can't do it anymore. Go and call the Sect Master over. I have something to say to him …" Xuan He's face was red, and he ordered a disciple.
After a while, Xi Yingqing walked into the secret realm and appeared in front of the sickbed.
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