Fairy bestows immortality

However, Abbot Daozhen expressed disbelief, saying that even if such a thing had happened, it must have been done by an evil monk from outside the temple, as there were no such evil monks among the temple's inhabitants.

"Abbot Daozhen..."

Su Yun recalled this person and felt that he was a highly accomplished Buddhist, but after all, he had not deeply understood everyone in the temple. Some people were hiding their true nature very well.

"In that case, there's no need to contact them anymore."

He pondered for a moment.

I was originally prepared to inform the other party about this matter, since it concerns the Dayan Temple.

But the fat monk said that the abbot didn't believe him, so there was no point in him saying anything more.

"Let's take it one step at a time. If we can catch them in the act, that would be the best."

Su Yun took a deep breath.

He had already left some tricks in that cave, which would be difficult for even cultivators several levels above him to detect. He quietly waited for this person to make his next move before seizing the opportunity.

He put away the communication jade, regulated his breathing, and prepared to continue his cultivation.

First, we will start with the Bodhi Image Skill.

Since obtaining this mental cultivation method, I have to recite and circulate it in my mind before each practice session.

When you achieve a state of perfect inner peace, your comprehension and cultivation abilities will be greatly enhanced, allowing you to achieve twice the results with half the effort!

"Master the Gold Source Technique as soon as possible..."

Su Yun closed his eyes and began to concentrate on his cultivation.

Previously, his physical strength hadn't made him feel much, but after the battle outside the Mortal Mountain Range, where he fought against a monk's mid-level spirit blade with his bare hands, he realized the amazing benefits of physical strength.

Even if he is ambushed and doesn't have time to react, if his physical body is strong, the enemy won't even be able to break through his defenses!

With so many things to do right now, I must find time to cultivate myself and improve, otherwise I'll easily waste my time.

The Gold Source Technique tempers the body and strengthens the physique.

This step is quite painful, like being forged in fire and hammered against oneself.

Through cultivation practices, one's own energy is refined through countless trials, allowing the body to shed more impurities and gradually progress towards a precious body, thus strengthening the physical form.

He had not yet mastered this method during the previous two days of practice.

But now, when we re-analyze the scenario, we grasped it within a few hours!

What followed was the actual training.

During this time, faint sounds, like muffled thuds, emanated from his body.

At first glance, it sounds more like forging weapons with a hammer.

This is the physical body changing, with energy flowing into the bones, flesh, skin, and even cells.

It undergoes a primal change at the very foundation of the human body, resulting in a complete enhancement.

In just one hour, Su Yun's abundant spiritual energy was completely depleted, and his whole body was soaked in sweat.

However, a layer of dirty, sticky stuff welled up on my skin.

"Good heavens, cultivating the Golden Source Technique consumes so many resources."

Su Yun opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

Immediately take out the Qi-restoring pill and swallow it to replenish your spiritual energy.

Then, he took out the essence of spiritual energy and continuously replenished himself.

Once the spiritual energy is abundant, he will once again devote himself to the cultivation of the Gold Source Technique.

Although practicing this method is exhausting and causes physical pain, Su Yun knows that it is a sign of real progress.

……

Inside Dayan Temple.

In a secluded room.

A figure sat cross-legged among them.

Standing before them was a monk at the fifth level of the Qi Sea realm, who was quietly reporting the situation.

"They're all dead, their heads have been cut off?"

His figure sat cross-legged, his tone cold.

The monk in front of him bowed and said, "Master, they were all beheaded by swords and died a terrible death."

"It seems some people are really tired of living. I tolerated them before, but I never expected them to oppose me time and time again!"

The figure, seated cross-legged, slowly clenched his fist.

When you apply force with your knuckles, they make a cracking sound.

This time, although the restriction was not triggered, his intuition told him that it was the same person who did it last time!

The monk in front of him thought for a moment and asked, "Master, would you like to tell me who I am, and I will take care of him?"