Yinshan Record

Chapter 201 Reincarnation
The Yin-Yang Dharma King made a move with effortless ease, trapping the two hellish beings in a mirage he conjured.

However, Su Che could keenly sense that although the Yin-Yang Dharma King's talisman technique was exquisite, in terms of the level of its magical power output, it was truly an unranked cultivation level of the eighth or even ninth grade of the Xuanmen sect.

A question arose in Su Che's mind.

What happened to this Yin-Yang Dharma King after he left the Yin-Yang Dharma Realm?
The Yin-Yang Dharma King paid no attention and stepped inside.

"Senior, could this Kongyou Nunnery be some kind of Buddhist lineage?"

"I've heard of Cixin Nunnery, but Kongyou Nunnery..."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King shook his head.

There are four major lineages in Buddhism: Lingjiu Temple, Nalanda Temple, Mahaparinirvana Temple, and Cixin Nunnery. Among them, Cixin Nunnery is the most famous nunnery, or to put it more simply, a place where nuns congregate.

"Who knows what this Kongyou Temple is?"

I don't know where this place is.

Su Che turned his head and glanced at the Vajra statue that he had blasted to pieces.

Then why did they come knocking on our door?

The Yin-Yang Dharma King moved through the houses as if strolling leisurely in a courtyard.

It seems that no one lives in this empty temple; there isn't a single person to be seen.

"A Buddhist ritual array has been set up here, which should be some kind of mandala."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King pointed eastward.

"Let's go that way."

This temple, converted from a residence, has retained its basic layout despite the passage of a century. Below the east wall is a row of small, continuous houses.

It looks like the nuns' usual living quarters.

"There doesn't seem to be anyone around?"

Su Che focused his mind and sensed it.

This temple doesn't seem to have any magical energy fluctuations, but it might be similar to the Vajra statue at the entrance, hiding some hidden power.

But the fact that it was completely quiet and deserted was quite obvious.

Without hesitation, the Yin-Yang Dharma King walked directly into a room, and Su Che followed him in.

This really is where women usually live. The air is filled with a strong smell of cheap cosmetics, and there are brightly colored undergarments on the bed.

"A breeding ground for filth and corruption."

Su Che shook his head.

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked around and pointed to the southeast corner of the room, where a huge cabinet stood.

"It's there."

Is this old ghost here looking for something?

Su Che stepped forward. The cabinet was indeed quite large for the room, taking up a full third of the room's area.

A beast-head iron lock hangs on it, looking quite ferocious.

"I heard you learned some swordsmanship from the Ghost Ancestor?"

The Yin-Yang Dharma King turned to look at Su Che.

"Yes. By chance, I once learned a little bit of the Taiyu Abi Sword."

He was present during the great battle within the Yin-Yang realm that day, and Su Che didn't believe he could fool an old ghost like the Yin-Yang Dharma King with just the Chiwen Ring.

Moreover, those who were present at the time, such as Xue Shaojun and Linghu Gong, might still be hiding somewhere in Cizhou, waiting for the Ghost Ancestor to summon them.

"The Three Swords of Taiyu are renowned."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King turned his head and looked at Su Che.

"Cut it off."

Is what he's looking for in the cabinet? That's too easy.

He inexplicably found himself in a nunnery, and the item was hidden in a cabinet inside. Su Che channeled his sword energy, following the operating method of the Taiyu Abi Sword, and unleashed a sword aura accompanied by a ghostly howl.

Stone sinks into the sea.

The sword energy landed on the iron lock, but there was no change, as if it had never been struck at all.

Su Che asked himself, with his current cultivation level, if he could shatter even a Vajra Yaksha with a body harder than metal with a single sword strike, what exactly was this iron lock?
"Do it again."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at the iron lock.

To avoid attracting attention, Su Che hadn't used his full strength when he attacked earlier. This time, however, he didn't hesitate and unleashed his full power. As a result, sword energy surged and the sound of sword cries echoed throughout the room.

The sword energy, powerful enough to split gold and shatter stone, vanished without a trace, leaving the iron chain completely unchanged.

"Hmph, that old devil from Beimang, all your boasting is nothing more than this."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King reached out and waved his hand behind him.

"Step back a little."

As he spoke, he pulled two wires out of his sleeve.

"This thing is quite rare in the Central Plains. The lock and this cabinet are both from the East Sea Sword Palace. It is called the 'Xuanji Lock,' which is said to be impervious to all laws and unaffected by cause and effect. In particular, it is said to isolate all sword energy. No matter what supernatural powers or spells you use, you cannot break it. But that's just boasting. If your sword strike just now had the power of a fifth-grade swordsman, this thing would have been broken in no time."

This old man is quite vengeful.

They were overshadowed by the Northern Mang Ghost Ancestor in the Yin-Yang Realm back then, but today they're going to get their revenge here.

Su Che watched as the Yin-Yang Dharma King fiddled with two iron wires for a long time, and he really wanted to laugh, but he managed to hold it in.

"What if we don't have the key? Then we can just pry it open."

With a click, the cabinet emitted a series of clicking sounds as mechanisms turned. The cabinet door slowly opened outwards.

Su Che then noticed that the bottom of the cabinet was empty, resembling a stone staircase extending downwards.

"Great skill lies in simplicity. No supernatural powers or spells were used in this room. The Xuanji Lock has a very special nature. Things used by sword cultivators usually have the effect of concealing their divine nature."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King looked at Su Che.

"Most people, upon seeing the Hell Clan outside, would probably think that the Mandala formation is the key and would try to break it, thus overlooking the methods of the East Sea Sword Palace. There is a lot of thought behind this."

He shook his head and asked.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Ok?"

"Sigh, you don't want an old man like me, who's like a candle flickering in the wind, to be the first to go, do you?"

"No, I was thinking that your skills in picking locks and breaking doors are truly superb. There are profound principles in all skills, and I still have a lot to learn."

"Learn my ass. If you were stuck in one place for millions of years like me, you could do anything, from unlocking locks to gardening, cooking, and fishing. Once this is over, I'll cook you a big meal to celebrate and let you see my skills."

"Senior, do you think we can use the earth-遁 (earth-遁 is a technique used in Chinese fantasy novels) to find this secret passage?"

Su Che raised a technical question.

"No."

The Yin-Yang Dharma King pointed downwards.

“It looks fine now, but the mandala we talked about before is hidden under this nunnery. If you used earth magic, you would have crashed right into it.”

"Senior, there is something very presumptuous of me to say, and I am not sure if I should say it."

“We’ll be seeing each other all the time from now on, and I reckon we’ll have to do a lot of things together. Is there anything we should or shouldn’t say? I’ve always been someone who wins people over with virtue…”

"Then I will take the liberty of saying so," Su Che said, looking down at the dark passage below.

"We're not here to find girls."

"Of course not."

"So what are we looking for?"

"What you're looking for is me."

(End of this chapter)