Techniques and Dao

Chapter 208 Radiant Light Mantra
Master Ruokong raised his palm to stop him, saying, "Buxu, you mustn't be rude! This matter cannot be forced."

Bu Xu had no choice but to lower his head.

Faced with this question, Master Jueguang replied, "Since the Abbot is willing to save the people from suffering, we at the Academy of Arts and Sciences will naturally prioritize the greater good and will certainly keep this matter confidential."

Master Ruokong saw that Immortal Master Jueguang had spoken, and then looked at Immortal Master Yuran, the Supreme Lord Xiaojun, and Xuanwen.

Immortal Master Yu Ran bowed and said, "This is how it should be."

Xuanwen grinned and said, "The immortal masters have all given their approval today. If I, Xuanwen, didn't agree, would I have come here just to stand by and witness this?"

Master Ruokong smiled and said, "You are a wise person."

Tai Shang Xiao Jun also said without hesitation, "Since I promised Hua Sheng to stop the damage to the dragon vein, I will naturally do my best."

“Very good,” Master Ruokong nodded.

Master Jueguang asked, "May I ask, Abbot, how do we get there?"

Ruokong clasped his hands together, took a deep breath, and slowly said, word by word:

"Esteemed immortals, we are now in Jinling City."

Everyone was shocked!

Tai Shang Xiao Jun pointed to the surrounding woods and said, "This... isn't this the same woods we were just in?"

If Kong waved his sleeve, the appearance of the surrounding forest changed slightly, but it still remained a dense forest.

He put his hands together and said, "This is Zijin Mountain in Jinling City."

Immortal Master Jueguang hurriedly asked, "But! Which way did we come from?"

Ruokong replied, "This road is the promise you all made."

Tai Shang Xiao Jun immediately rode the clouds and soared into the sky. Looking around, he saw that it was indeed a modern city!

The beautiful Xuanwu Lake comes into view!

He shouted loudly, "Immortals! Nanjing! This really is Nanjing! We've truly arrived in the mortal realm!"

"Impossible! Abbot, I accept your great magical power!" Xuanwen said doubtfully, looking around, "But how can a promise be taken for granted?!"

Master Ruokong replied, “Even you esteemed immortals cannot live a carefree life in the Holy Peace. In truth, this humble monk believes that the Primordial Chaos Channel is a method of conduct. If the Holy Court uses surveillance as its means, then one’s own promises can also regulate behavior. Ultimately, there is no difference between the two.”

Xuanwen frowned and said, "Abbot, please don't say that this is all nonsense or just empty talk. This must be a magic array, but its power is so strong that we were distracted by what you just said!"

Ruokong smiled without saying a word.

Xuanwen then said, "What if I hadn't agreed just now? I still came along anyway!"

Ruokong said, “But you have all already agreed. What’s the point of discussing hypotheticals now that it has happened? Please don’t hold onto that idea.”

Xuanwen was still unconvinced: "What if I had really disagreed just now?"

Ruokong glanced at Buxu and laughed, "This is your freedom, but you will definitely regret doing this."

Looking at Xuanwen's conflicted expression, Taishang Xiaojun felt a mix of emotions.

Daqian Temple is truly remarkable. Although Master Ruokong's behavior was always polite and respectful, it could still be seen as disrespect for the sacred temple.

The Holy See has designated Zen temples as forbidden areas, indicating that it has long regarded them as a major threat.

However, Taishang Xiaojun had no time to worry about the rift between the Holy Court and Daqian Zen Temple; he needed to rush to Huasheng's place immediately. Huasheng, on the other hand, was thousands of miles away in Paris, France.

He couldn't possibly fly to the other side of the earth instantly. And by the time he arrived, it would probably be too late. Master Ruokong seemed to see what Taishang Xiaojun was anxious about and said, "Xiaojun, are you in a hurry to get to Huasheng?"

Taishang Xiaojun nodded.

Master Ruokong took a step forward and whispered a few words to Taishang Xiaojun.

Taishang Xiaojun's eyes widened as she asked, "What incantation did the high monk just recite?"

Ruokong said, "The mantra I just taught you is called the 'Light-Traveling Mantra.' Each time you recite it, you can emit a beam of light that instantly travels to wherever it reaches."

Tai Shang Xiao Jun recited the mantra once, and sure enough, a beam of golden light shot out as he pointed two fingers forward. He then pointed this beam of light at a tree beside him, and with a whoosh, he was transported to the tree.

He then pointed down the tree, and then whooshed back to the ground.

Tai Shang Xiao Jun frowned and said, "Abbot, although this method saves the effort of riding the clouds, I am going to a distance of ten thousand miles. How far can this light shine? I'm afraid I'll have to recite it thousands or tens of thousands of times to get there. It's really time-consuming and laborious. Besides, light travels in straight lines, and the earth is round. Even if I could shine it forward ten thousand miles at a time, I still wouldn't be able to get there instantly."

Ruokong calmly replied, "The light emitted by the Light-Transmitting Mantra once is certainly not infinite, so you need to use some kind of light-transmitting medium to transfer the light from one end of the medium to the other end."

As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a withered yellow leaf that had fallen when Taishang Xiaojun came down from the tree, pointing to one side of the leaf with his finger. With a chant of the Light-Traveling Mantra, the light from his finger passed through the leaf, and Master Ruokong suddenly passed symmetrically from one end of the leaf to the other side. He then said, "You can use any object that allows light to pass through as a medium."

Xuanwen nodded and said, "I understand what the abbot is saying. To travel on light, we naturally need to find something transparent, like glass! The larger the medium, the farther we can travel in one go. Oh, and water too, we can use the ocean!"

Water can indeed help.

But Tai Shang Xiao Jun shook his head and said, "But there is not much difference between light shining on water and light shining on air. The distance is still limited. The light cannot reach far. Even if it can reach tens of thousands of miles away through the ocean, it will still take a lot of time and effort."

Of course, that's not all. Impurities in the air and seawater reduce the distance light travels. Furthermore, the Light-Traveling Mantra isn't as bright as the sun or moon, so its beams don't travel very far.

Master Yu Ran said, "What if it's extremely pure glass, without any impurities?"

Taishang Xiaojun shook his head and said, "Whether it's crystal or glass, where can we find a medium that can span the ocean for tens of thousands of miles? It simply doesn't exist!"

“It’s indeed hard to find a single piece of glass that can span the ocean, but have you ever heard of something called fiber optic cable?” Master Ruokong smiled.

He added another word before that.

"Submarine fiber optic cable".

Nanjing. Abbreviated as "Ning", it was formerly known as Jinling and Jiankang.

The city covers an area of ​​6,500 square kilometers and has a population of over 8 million.

The Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu once used the lines "Smoke shrouds the cold water, moonlight veils the sand, moored at night on the Qinhuai River near a wine shop" to describe the beautiful city of Jinling.

Today, it is a quaint, elegant, and artistic city that has undergone a phoenix-like rebirth and is now a vibrant modern metropolis.

Some say that in such a big world, it's hard to find another city like Nanjing.

As soon as Taishang Xiaojun left, Master Ruokong lightly stepped on the ground with his toes and ascended into the night sky.

The bright moonlight shone on his brocade robe, the gold trim of which reflected a gleaming light, like a spotless mirror in the sky.

"As the song in 'The Peony Pavilion' goes, 'Without visiting the garden, how can one know the beauty of spring?' This ancient capital of the Six Dynasties was once prosperous and beautiful, a place where flowers bloomed in vibrant colors."

As Ruokong gazed at the mottled stone walls of the ancient city covered in moss, he murmured to himself:
"Looking back over a thousand years, this humble monk still loves Jinling of this present life the most!"

It is currently 7:58 PM Nanjing time. This is 4:45 PM Shengpingning time.

Only two minutes remain until the ultimate Solomon seal's six-pointed star magic circle is formed!

(End of this chapter)