Chapter 32

Outside the temple, in the night wind, Lin Feng's expression was unpredictable.

The Sutra of Ksitigarbha and the Immovable Wisdom King Mantra both originated from the same source, both being secret Buddhist teachings passed down from the ancient Great Thunder Sound Temple.

Ksitigarbha, as the name suggests, is as calm and immovable as the earth, and as profound and secret as a hidden treasure.

The supernatural power cultivated through the Immovable Wisdom King Mantra is the wrath of the Immovable Wisdom King, while the Sutra of Ksitigarbha, when practiced to perfection, can grant the practitioner the indestructible body of Ksitigarbha, which is imperishable and invulnerable to all attacks, making it a famous protective skill in Buddhism.

The Dao technique Zhu Yi obtained was actually a secret Buddhist teaching of the same level as the complete version of the Immovable Wisdom King Mantra.

Hidden in the old book, it might have been arranged by a monk who escaped after the destruction of the Great Thunder Sound Temple, to pass down the Buddhist teachings, waiting for the right person to discover it.

However, no one else could find it, but Zhu Yi, with his 10-point good fortune, discovered it on the first day he got the book.

Lin Feng knew that after years of bad luck, Zhu Yi was about to embark on a path that would make gods and Buddhas bow to him. No matter how arrogant his father, the Marquis of Xuanji, was now, he would eventually have to submit, or be beaten into submission!

"But what about me?" Lin Feng looked gloomy. Zhu Yi was already turning his luck around, and it was impossible for him to become Lin Feng's disciple now.

With the Sutra of Ksitigarbha, Zhu Yi had his own starting capital and seemed to no longer need Lin Feng to teach him Dao techniques.

To take such a destined person as a disciple, one must help him in his time of need before his luck turns, otherwise, once his royal aura erupts and he stands tall, who knows who might bow to him first.

Lin Feng thought quickly, "What should I do? Use the Immovable Wisdom King Mantra I have and pretend to be a Buddhist cultivator, claiming that the Sutra of Ksitigarbha was also hidden by me in the old book, waiting for him to find it?"

No, Zhu Yi was a very independent person, cautious in his dealings with others. Such a bluff would likely not be believed.

After a moment's thought, a warm, sunny smile reappeared on Lin Feng's face.

"Hehe, this doesn't seem quite right, is it a bit too devious?"

Looking at Zhu Yi, who had already immersed himself in the practice of Dao techniques, Lin Feng's smile grew wider. "Zhu Yi, my disciple, for your better future, I have to make you suffer a bit first. I believe you will understand my good intentions."

Having made up his mind, Lin Feng was no longer in a hurry. It was night, and the city gates of Tianjing were already closed. He couldn't return, so he decided to wait patiently until morning.

At the same time, he was also concerned about Zhu Yi's progress in practicing the Sutra of Ksitigarbha.

As it turned out, a destined person was not just a title. In a short while, Zhu Yi had already managed to draw qi into his body, putting him on the right path of cultivation. It was worth noting that he had done this entirely on his own, reading the sutra and understanding the text without any guidance.

His 10-point good fortune and 9-point insight were indeed extraordinary.

This further solidified Lin Feng's resolve to take him as a disciple. As soon as it was light, Lin Feng immediately returned to Tianjing and waited near the Marquis of Xuanji's residence.

Soon, a group of servants from the Marquis's residence came out of the back gate and headed straight for a tavern in the nearby market. Leading them was a fat man with a face full of scars, clearly the leader of the group, known as Zhu Fat.

Lin Feng smiled silently. He had already found out that this fat man was named Zhu Jun, originally a servant brought by Lady Shao, the Marquis's wife, and his real name was Shao Jun. He changed his name to Zhu Jun after entering the Marquis's residence, and his nickname was Zhu Fat.

Zhu Fat was fiercely loyal to Lady Shao and often made things difficult for Zhu Yi to please her.

Despite his rough appearance, Zhu Fat had some cultivation talent and had been practicing under the guidance of the experts in the residence. After a few years, he had reached the 8th level of Qi Cultivation.

Zhu Fat and his group entered the tavern and went up to the second floor, sitting in the best spot by the window.

Watching them, Lin Feng smiled and disappeared into the crowd.

Soon, a strange rumor spread among the tavern patrons: In the old temple on the mountain, a scholar in a green robe was acting strangely, able to swallow and spit out lightning.

When the news reached Zhu Jun and his group, they looked at each other in surprise.

Coming from the Marquis of Xuanji's residence, Zhu Jun and his group knew much more about the cultivation world than ordinary tavern patrons. Lightning was the most violent energy in the world, and any Dao technique that could absorb lightning qi was top-notch. They also knew that Zhu Yi was studying in the old temple on the mountain. Could this person be Zhu Yi?

A servant said doubtfully, "Maybe the mountain people are just exaggerating? How could Zhu Yi possibly have such a powerful Dao technique?"

Another servant said, "The Marquis once said that Zhu Yi should first learn the classics and knowledge before talking about martial arts and cultivation. He hasn't even learned to walk properly, and he wants to run? If he really practices in secret, we will cripple his cultivation. The Marquis's rules, who dares to break them?"

Zhu Fat, who had been silent, moved his jaw and said slowly, "Let's go and see. If Zhu Yi is really practicing in secret, we will confiscate his Dao technique and hand him over to the Marquis for punishment. Don't make any decisions on your own."

The others' eyes lit up, and they all laughed. If Zhu Yi really had a top-tier Dao technique, they wouldn't dare to keep it private and would definitely hand it over to the Marquis of Xuanji.

But before handing it over, they would naturally have time to make a copy. A top-tier Dao technique, they would definitely want a share.

Zhu Jun also laughed, his face jiggling with fat.

The group immediately left the tavern and headed for Qingyang Mountain outside the city, unaware that Lin Feng was following them.

Watching the backs of Zhu Fat and his group, Lin Feng's smile grew even wider.

The second male lead was already waiting on the stage he had set up. Now the supporting characters were about to take the stage. Lin Feng, who was both the writer, director, and actor, was ready to start the show.

A destined person like Zhu Yi, with his shining protagonist aura, often had the ability to defeat enemies far above his level. If the opponents were too weak, they would just be giving Zhu Yi experience points.

But Zhu Fat and his group were at least at the 5th or 6th level of Qi Cultivation, with Zhu Fat at the 8th level.

Zhu Yi had just started practicing Dao techniques and had no combat experience. No matter how talented or lucky he was, he would only be at the mercy of Zhu Fat and his group. Even a destined person had limits when it came to defeating enemies far above his level.

If given time to practice, Zhu Yi's cultivation would definitely skyrocket like taking a drug. But Lin Feng didn't give him time to level up. He immediately brought a group of elite enemies to surround and attack him. Even a destined person had no choice.

Lin Feng followed Zhu Jun and his group with ease. The script was already written, and now he just had to wait for the actors to take the stage.

"My good disciple, you must have read the saying, 'Heaven will impose great tasks on a person, first it will make his mind suffer, make his body toil, and make him hungry.' So don't be afraid when you suffer a bit later. Your master will protect you."

Sure enough, when Zhu Fat and his group found Zhu Yi in the temple, they immediately confronted him.

Zhu Yi was alert and had already hidden the golden paper with the sutra. No matter how much Zhu Fat and his group tried to humiliate him, he refused to admit it.

However, Zhu Fat, despite his rough appearance, was sharp-eyed. He noticed some ashes on the hem of Zhu Yi's robe.

Zhu Fat kicked over the brazier, sifted through the embers, and the golden paper with the Sutra of Ksitigarbha was revealed.

Zhu Yi's face changed.

Zhu Fat and his group laughed.

Outside the door, Lin Feng, who had been watching everything, also laughed.

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