Junior Uncle is too cunning.

Chen Fusheng spoke very little about the timing and intensity of the refining process, focusing instead on knowledge of sacrificial rituals. He hoped that this knowledge would provide these Golden Immortals with more means of survival.

After all, they were going to face Western Buddhist disciples. Although Xiniu Hezhou had little spiritual energy and few geniuses, it did not mean that they had no geniuses.

In particular, Jieyin and Zhunti specially calculated several mantras related to mental power, among which the Lotus Sutra and the Great Dream Heart Sutra are among the best.

These techniques have little reliance on spiritual energy; they focus more on cultivating one's mental strength. Combined with the Buddhist practice of incense offerings, the progress is not much different from that of the immortal path.

What's even more bizarre is that last time, Chen Fusheng was unintentionally caught in Zhunti's trap. If it weren't for the Qiankun Cauldron, he definitely wouldn't have been able to react in time.

As the Golden Immortal disciples listened to Chen Fusheng's sermon, their expressions varied, with some showing a hint of disappointment.

Most of these people were passionate about weapon crafting, and some were even top-grade weapon crafting masters. They felt that they had been excited for nothing these past few days. They originally thought they would be able to hear about the weapon crafting methods of Chen Fusheng, a master weapon crafter, but they didn't expect that he would talk about the application of spiritual treasures.

Instead, many people showed joy on their faces. After all, there are still few people who truly love the art of weapon crafting. In fact, most people craft weapons for two reasons: first, they are disciples of the Chan Sect and have become weapon crafters through exposure to the art; second, weapon crafting is a high-end profession, and since their cultivation level is not going to improve, weapon crafting, alchemy, talisman making, and array setting have become their daily pastimes.

More often than not, most weapon refiners in the prehistoric world are thinking about how to make breakthroughs in their cultivation by drawing inferences from other sources, or how to gain benefits from a particular skill and increase their personal combat power.

There are many, many people like this among alchemists, talisman makers, and array masters, but only a tiny fraction of them truly enjoy or delve into this field.

Therefore, the great Dao that Chen Fusheng talked about was exactly to their liking, and they listened with great interest. Even Guang Chengzi and the others were extremely surprised. They originally thought that Chen Fusheng was talking about the refining of spiritual treasures, but they did not expect that it was about the refining of spiritual treasures. However, this was also good. After all, it was quite rare to be taught how to use spiritual treasures by a master craftsman.

After all, when it comes to understanding spiritual treasures, the master craftsman is still a cut above.

Chen Fusheng only spoke for three days before stepping down. After all, the time given by Yuanshi Tianzun was not much. There were quite a few of them in total, and each of them only had three or four days. Moreover, he had already explained the practical and talkable aspects of the Dao of Refining. If they wanted to delve deeper, it would be something that could not be learned in a day or two.

Just as they returned to their cave, Fang Hui brought the latest news: before Ji Zhou Hou Su Hu's army had even left the east, it was ambushed by Wen Zhong, who was on patrol, and Su Hu was captured.

The people of Jizhou are now in a state of panic, and even the patriarch of the Su family has been forced to step forward to personally take charge of the situation.

The army of the Great Shang Dynasty had only just set off and had not yet set foot in the eastern region!

Chen Fusheng chuckled to himself. This Su Hu was practically a savior sent by Zhu Bajie (Pigsy from Journey to the West), only making things worse.

He was starting to look forward to what would happen next. He felt like Su Hu was putting on a show, mainly to get Su Daji into the palace. But he was also curious: without the fox demon, how did Zhunti and the others plan to wreak havoc on the Shang Dynasty court? Would they just rely on Su Daji herself?

It should be noted that Nuwa was able to command the fox demons because she was the Queen of the Ancient Demon Court, and with the demon-summoning banner in her hand, she was able to drive the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb and instruct the fox spirit and the other two demons to bewitch King Zhou.

The Demon-Summoning Banner is no ordinary banner; it is crafted from a gourd vine formed from one of the ten innate spiritual roots, making it a supreme treasure of the demon race and a symbol of their lord. It is as large as a thread and over four or five zhang tall. Above the white light, a banner hangs, its light splitting into five colors, reflecting auspicious radiance in thousands. The banner flutters, its surface shrouded in a hazy mist, seemingly containing black and white energies, within which tiny, emerald-green tadpole-like patterns swim back and forth. When activated, a mournful wind howls, a somber fog blankets the area, and dark clouds gather. This banner is meant to summon billions of demons across the three realms; with a single wave, all demon followers must come forth, its power boundless.

Curious, Chen Fusheng decided to investigate in person to see what kind of trouble Buddhism was planning. He knew that the grudge from last time was not yet settled, and now they were enemies. If he didn't take revenge during this special period, unless he became a saint, there really wouldn't be a suitable opportunity.

After glancing at Fang Hui and thinking for a moment, Chen Fusheng took him to Guang Chengzi and recorded the jade disc for him. Anyway, it was almost time to formalize the Ming Dynasty, so there was no point in hiding it anymore. Besides, Fang Hui had already switched to cultivating new techniques, and the Jade Purity Magic Power could detect it as soon as it was activated. This would relieve Fang Hui of a worry.

Guang Chengzi was somewhat surprised to hear that Chen Fusheng had come. You see, although they had been fellow disciples for so many years, his relationship with Chen Fusheng was just so-so, a very plain and simple fellow disciple relationship.

Among the second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect, they can be roughly divided into three categories. One category consists of those who, like them, usually enjoy the benefits and help Yuanshi Tianzun manage the Chan Sect and teach the disciples.

Another type is the later disciples like Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya, who have low cultivation levels and are not very sociable.

Finally, there's the small group of Chen Fusheng, Lingbao Grand Master Yun Zhongzi, and the Antarctic Immortal. The Antarctic Immortal is alright; he's a good-natured person and has a good relationship with all his fellow disciples. As for the remaining three, Chen Fusheng, Yun Zhongzi, and the Antarctic Immortal, they're just like an ascetic monk's old house that's been around for ten thousand years.

He is usually quiet and doesn't like managing worldly affairs. He can only be seen when the Primordial Celestial Venerable is giving a sermon; otherwise, he never participates in small group gatherings. He spends his time in seclusion cultivating.

Chen Fusheng should have belonged to the same category as Shen Gongbao, but he became a master weapon refiner not long after he entered the sect. Moreover, he had a close relationship with the Grand Master of Lingbao, Yun Zhongzi, and the Antarctic Immortal. He was not one of those who went his own way. On the contrary, because of him, the Grand Master of Lingbao, Yun Zhongzi, and the Antarctic Immortal interacted more.

Afterwards, he watched Chen Fusheng break through step by step from Golden Immortal to Great Luo Golden Immortal, and then from Great Luo Golden Immortal to the current late stage, almost catching up with him.

"Senior Brother, this is my disciple Fang Hui. I brought him here today to record some data into the Jade Records," he said, turning to Fang Hui who was still in a daze. "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and greet your Senior Uncle."

Fang Hui quickly bowed and addressed Guang Chengzi as "Grand Master Uncle".

Guang Chengzi glanced at Fang Hui, feeling somewhat shocked. With his discerning eye, how could he not see that Fang Hui was already at the mid-stage of the Golden Immortal realm, and that the Dao she cultivated was also quite peculiar? Although he hadn't noticed it yet, the Dao that could keep it from him was not something an ordinary person could comprehend.

He couldn't help but glance at his disciple not far away, and sighed inwardly. It's true what they say, comparisons are odious!

Fortunately, his apprentice was unaware of his thoughts, otherwise he would have been terribly wronged.

"As expected of Junior Brother Chen's disciple, truly a dragon among men, not bad, not bad," he said, taking out a bottle of pills from his bosom and handing it to Fang Hui. "This is a gift from your senior uncle, take it!"

Fang Hui paused for a moment and looked at Chen Fusheng beside her.

Chen Fusheng immediately recognized it as a bottle of sixth-grade immortal pills. He was slightly surprised, as it was already a great treasure for Fang Hui. However, he still nodded and said, "Take it!"

Fang Hui accepted it, bowed to Guang Chengzi, and said with gratitude, "Thank you, Grandmaster Uncle."