Mogao Desert spanned a thousand miles and had a wide border.
After Lu Qingshan entered Mogao, even Hades would not be able to seal off all the borders of Mogao Desert in a world without the Big Dipper Satellite.
They wouldn't do something that was beyond their abilities.
Their choice was to send people to the major cities on the borders of Mogao Desert to surround Lu Qingshan. Especially in the provincial cities with inter-region teleportation portals, there were even more demons gathered there.
The reason was simple.
Lu Qingshan was not from the West Region. Although they did not know why he left the East Region and entered Mogao Desert in the West Region.
But once the matter was over, he had to return to his sect.
And if he wanted to return to his sect, he could not leave the inter-region teleportation portal.
The East Region and the West Region were separated by the Endless Ocean and the three regions of the Middle Plains. It was countless miles apart.
If one wanted to cross regions without the inter-region teleportation portal, even a realm seven Body Integration cultivator would find it difficult, let alone a mere Nascent Soul cultivator.
Hell had a well-thought-out plan.
.....
West of Mogao Desert was still a desolate land. The Da Xia Kingdom did not set up a city in this desolate land.
The Xisha Plateau was located five thousand miles west of Mogao Desert.
In the West Region, which was dominated by the desert, the Xisha Plateau was like a lone island in the sea of sand. It was a true "island continent".
Although the Xisha Plateau was vast and sparsely populated, there were still more than ten million people. Compared to the sea of sand, it was a treasure land.
On such a treasure land, there was only one cultivation sect.
Dragon Elephant Chicken Soup Temple.
On the plateau, the ten million mortals were all simple Buddhists. There were Buddhist shrines erected in their homes.
There was a small Buddhist temple in ten miles and a large Buddhist temple in a hundred miles.
Of course, this territory was not created by the Buddha's Light of Salvation, but by fighting for it with strength.
The Dragon Elephant Four Halls had thirty-six temples and seventy-two temples. Among the thirty-six temples, the Chicken Soup Temple was in the top tier in terms of strength, second only to the Supreme Four Halls.
The abbot of the Chicken Soup Temple, Monk Chicken Soup, was once rated as a Buddhist Saint by the Heavenly Secrets Observatory when he was at realm seven. He praised, "The body of the Great Vajra is neither defeated nor broken.
That was all.
The center of the West Sand Plateau was the place with the densest greenery on the plateau. Of course, it was incomparable to the East Domain and the South Domain, where the flowers in the river were redder than fire when the sun rose, and the water in the river was as green as blue when spring came. There were only patches of yellow and green shrubs that were resistant to drought and had extremely tenacious vitality.
This was also the highest location in the Xisha Plateau.
Because this place was too high and the air was thin, there were not many mortals living here.
The Chicken Soup Temple was located here.
It was a magnificent Buddhist temple, reflecting golden light under the sunlight. It was even brighter than the sun.
On this day, in the deserted Chicken Soup Temple, the monks discovered that two guests had come to the temple.
The youngest lecturing monk in the temple actually brought back an unconscious young man and a woman with a luxurious temperament when he left the temple.
This made the cultivation monks click their tongues.
His little lecturing monk was a little wild!
Of course, they only dared to think about it.
This was because even though the little lecturing monk was' small ', his status was very high.
.....
Lu Qingshan regained consciousness in a daze.
He did not open his eyes immediately. Instead, he carefully sensed his body's condition.
It was completely different from the last time he woke up from his coma.
The last time he woke up, his whole body was in pain. It was not a good feeling.
This time, when he woke up, his whole body was warm, as if he was soaking in a hot spring.
Between his eyebrows, there was a sharp blood-red light.
He had finally cultivated his first complete will.
The Slaughter Sword Will.
It was said that the Slaughter Sword Will, which specialized in slaughter, and the sword cultivator who specialized in slaughter were like white radish and lamb. They were a match made in heaven. There was some truth in this saying.
The whole process of his Slaughter Sword Will rising from the Weak Level to the Complete Level could be considered as a matter of course. There were not many twists and turns.
However, how did he recover from the serious injuries he had sustained when he forced himself to take a breath?
Although Lu Qingshan was happy, he was also puzzled.
He slowly opened his eyes and found himself lying on an exquisitely carved sandalwood bed.
The first thing he saw was Qin Yitian's beautiful face. Her delicate eyes were filled with joy.
Then came a shiny bald head … It was Jue Zhen.
"Young Master …" Qin Yitian wanted to say something but stopped.
"Master Abbot said you would wake up today. As expected." Jue Zhen's voice was filled with joy.
Although it was only a few words, Lu Qingshan could roughly deduce his current situation based on his surroundings and his own condition.
"Thank you for saving me, Little Master," Lu Qingshan said in a hoarse voice as he got up slowly.
"Benefactor, your heart is like that of a Buddha. In Buddhism, we should respect all Buddhas." Jue Zhen smiled shyly and handed over a white bowl.
The bowl was filled with a golden liquid that had solidified. Its color was like chicken soup boiled over a high fire.
"What's this?" Lu Qingshan did not understand.
"Our temple is called Chicken Soup Temple. We are most famous for this bowl of 'chicken soup.' It can cure all diseases and revive bones.
When you were unconscious, I had Miss Qin give you two bowls of 'chicken soup.' This is the last bowl. "Jue Zhen smiled shyly.
Give it to him?
Lu Qingshan was surprised. He could not help but look at Qin Yitian, who was frowning.
Qin Yitian's ears were slightly red.
She quietly took the white bowl from Jue Zhen and sat by the bed. She thoughtfully supported Lu Qingshan and fed him this bowl of 'chicken soup', the most precious treasure of Chicken Soup Temple.
A warm current flowed down his throat along with the 'chicken soup' and spread throughout his body.
Lu Qingshan felt his Qi and blood erupting like a volcano.
He looked inside himself and found that the meridians in his body were surrounded by a layer of faint golden light. His flowing blood was mixed with a faint golden color.
After drinking this bowl of 'chicken soup', whether it was for the meridians or the body's Qi and blood, it was extremely beneficial.
"Almsgiver Lu, if you want to rest for a while, you can come to the Hall of Great Strength. Master Abbot has something to say, almsgiver," Jue Zhen said and then left.
Lu Qingshan was deep in thought.
When Jue Zhen left the room, Qin Yitian seemed to have a telepathic connection. Without needing Lu Qingshan to ask, she told Lu Qingshan about what happened that day at the gourd valley.
"That day, Young Master Jue Zhen arrived just in time when you were in a coma because of the backlash from killing the wolf demons.
"Little Master said that your Qi is like a flood that has broken through a dam, and it's constantly leaking out along the path of killing intent. If you don't adjust it properly, then it won't be long before your Qi will be completely exhausted.
Young Master, you saved the Sheep Tribe with your own life. You were a Buddha when you forgot yourself. It was a good deed. Thus, he brought you back to Chicken Soup Temple.
When Master Abbot heard about what happened to you, he gave you three bowls of 'chicken soup' to adjust your Qi. "
Qin Yitian continued, "The Desert Wolves may be subdued by you for the time being, but when they come back to their senses, there's no guarantee that they won't come back again.
Without you, the Sheep Tribe will be wiped out. Young Master Jue Zhen said that this is your good deed. If you don't take care of it, it will go against the Buddha's heart.
Therefore, after Young Master Jue Zhen returned to the Temple, he asked the eminent monks of the Temple to use the Buddha's light to bring all the people of the 'Sheep' tribe to this Xisha Plateau and settle down a hundred li west of the Chicken Soup Temple. Therefore, Young Master, please rest assured. "
Lu Qingshan nodded slightly. He had an indescribable feeling.
After drinking the last bowl of 'chicken soup', the Qi in his body was like the wind and the waves. Wave after wave, the tide never stopped. His body had recovered to its best condition.
He stood up slowly. "I owe Master Abbot and Young Master Jue Zhen a great favor. Let me go see Master Abbot first."
.....
Qin Yitian helped Lu Qingshan to Chicken Soup Temple's Mahavira Hall.
He had received three bowls of chicken soup from Chicken Soup Temple. Naturally, he had to thank them in person.
The Mahavira Canon was solemn.
There was an old monk in the hall. It was the abbot of Chicken Soup Temple, Holy Monk Chicken Soup.
A dignified level-eight holy monk was actually meeting him, a former Nascent Soul cultivator who had lost all his cultivation.
This treatment caused Lu Qingshan to feel a little overwhelmed by the favor.
"Lu Qingshan of the Sword Sect greets the eminent monk." Lu Qingshan entered the Mahavira Hall and bowed deeply to the old monk. He was sincere.
A vigorous Buddhist aura had already hit him in the face the moment he stepped into the hall.
Surrounded by this Qi, Lu Qingshan seemed to hear a Bodhisattva chanting beside his ear. A Buddha was emitting Buddha's light. An Arhat was admonishing him, advising him not to kill too much. He should put down his butcher's knife as soon as possible and become a Buddha.
Of course, this wasn't Holy Monk Chicken Soup targeting him or trying to intimidate him.
In fact, this Mahavira Hall had been filled with countless eminent monks chanting Buddhist scriptures, comprehending Dao, and attaining Dao for tens of thousands of years. Thus, a Buddhist Qi was brewing in this hall.
This Buddhist Qi didn't have any malicious intent.
However, after tens of thousands of years of nurturing, it was extremely vigorous. If an ordinary person were to enter, they would inevitably fall into a Buddhist barrier.
Lu Qingshan, on the other hand, was as calm as ever.
The old monk looked at Lu Qingshan.
He knew that Lu Qingshan had lost all his cultivation. Naturally, he couldn't circulate his spirit energy to resist this Buddhist Qi.
People who believed in Buddhism wouldn't reject this Buddhist Qi. It was like a fish entering water. They would naturally blend in.
However, the sword cultivator in front of him had perfected the Massacre Sword Intent. There was no doubt that the sword cultivator's heart was firm. Obviously, it was impossible for him to abandon the principles of the Sword Dao and believe in Buddhism.
Even if the two scenarios were excluded, Lu Qingshan could still remain so carefree under the influence of the Buddhist sects.
The old monk put his palms together. His gaze was merciful as Buddhist chants lingered. "Benefactor is a person with wisdom. Good, good."
These words came from the mouth of a level-eight holy monk. It was already a great evaluation.
However, Lu Qingshan was very calm.
This was indeed nothing much.
While the cultivators in the world were firm in their Dao hearts, they would often go to extremes. They would feel that other Daos were heretical and would be hostile towards them.
Therefore, if someone who wasn't a Buddhist entered this Great Strength Hall, there would naturally be some reactions of repulsion under the Buddhist Qi.
However, Lu Qingshan was different.
That was because his soul came from a great country that was the most tolerant. He came from an era that was open.
Under the influence of that environment, he had his own persistence and beliefs. However, he wouldn't reject other beliefs.
Even if he didn't agree with the beliefs of others, he would maintain his own respect.
This was the tolerance that the era gave him.
A hundred flowers blooming was the greatest.
It was because of this tolerance that he could be as carefree as a fish in water towards the Buddhist Qi.
"Thank you, Master Abbot, for the three bowls of 'chicken soup'," Lu Qingshan thanked him again.
"You don't have to be so polite. Benefactor knows that you can't do it and yet you still do it. I know your roots and nature," the old monk said slowly with a benevolent expression. "Benefactor Lu, you have Buddha nature and wisdom. Although you're not a Buddhist, you have the light of Buddha. It's nothing much to teach you how to accumulate qi."
The old monk didn't claim credit.
However, Lu Qingshan didn't care and bowed to the ground again.
The old monk didn't avoid it. Instead, he accepted Lu Qingshan's bow.
When Lu Qingshan stood up, the holy monk asked again, "I see that you've lost your Dao foundation. May I know why?"
Lu Qingshan didn't avoid it. "I severed it myself."
"What do you mean by that?" The old monk wasn't surprised. He smiled and asked.
"In my early years of cultivation, when I refined qi into essence, I didn't realize that there was a flaw in my Dao foundation. Now, I can only mend it."
"Benefactor Lu is truly a brave man," the old monk praised again.
"Master, you flatter me," Lu Qingshan said self-deprecatingly. "If I had discovered it later, I might not have been willing to sever this sword."
The old monk smiled. "I see that you're wise and brave and have the heart of Buddha. I wish to form a Buddhist fate with you. Are you willing?"
Lu Qingshan looked serious for the first time. He cupped his hands and said, "I'm more than willing. Please enlighten me, holy monk."
The holy monk's gaze was gentle. He said slowly, "Do you know the origin of the name Longxiang Temple?"
"If you want to be a dragon or elephant, you must first be a horse or an ox. It should come from this Buddhist verse," Lu Qingshan said.
The old monk nodded. "That's right. Before becoming a Buddhist, one has to bear the consequences.
Therefore, Buddhist techniques are known for their solid foundation and bright prospects. However, they are known for their slow progress.
"On the path of cultivation, everything begins with the self. Our Buddhist Sect's cultivation methods are coincidentally compatible with the body cultivator's lineage, and it coincides with the meaning of body cultivation.
With the combination of the two, although there are many Daoist techniques in the Qi Refinement section of the major sects, my Longxiang Qi Refinement technique is recognized as the number one Daoist technique. "
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He seemed to have understood the meaning behind the holy monk's words.
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