My low-key cultivation of immortality was discovered by the emperor in my diary.

The results were in, and Lüyun was somewhat surprised.

She never expected Master Huikong to fail so quickly. She thought he seemed quite confident and could at least hold on for a while longer.

Aurora Fox flicked its tail, its eyes filled with disdain.

It seemed unsurprised by Master Huikong's failure, and even somewhat contemptuous of it.

This old monk was born in a small world, so his understanding of Buddhism was certainly incomplete. He was too attached to the understanding of Buddhism, which led him to fall into a state of demonic possession.

He greedily sought too much, and his mind was disturbed by the Buddha's teachings. He could not see through them, nor could he transcend them. He was trapped in the dark suffering and ultimately led to his current predicament.

Fortunately, he was just a mortal with no cultivation. If he were a cultivator, he would probably be plagued by inner demons by now, or even fall into demonic possession on the spot.

"So weak, yet dares to provoke its master. It's courting death," Aurora Fox shook its head.

And it secretly rejoiced that its master was Chu Lengyu, rather than an old monk with incomplete Buddhist teachings and an unstable mind, otherwise its fate would have been very difficult.

People quickly helped Master Huikong back to his room and offered to call a doctor to treat him.

Meanwhile, in the Pine Forest Cottage, Chu Lengyu, through her mental connection with the Wisdom Lamp Glazed Lamp, simultaneously sensed Master Huikong's situation.

Master Huikong went mad from a simple conversation, which shows that his understanding of Buddhism is still very shallow, and he can only evoke a faint layer of Buddha's light.

To be honest, he had already been rebuffed once at Xinghua Tower, yet he still dared to challenge her. Chu Lengyu thought he had some skill, but she didn't expect him to fail so easily...

She still felt a little regretful.

As for those questions that Master Huikong could not answer, Chu Lengyu felt no hesitation and could give an answer immediately.

People may have a thousand thoughts, but the most precious thing is to remain steadfast in one's beliefs and never waver in one's commitment.

As dusk fell, she lit the candles herself and said softly, "A heart as clear as a mirror or a crystal lamp, guarding its own lotus throne and the first lamp. The old monk's cultivation is still far from complete." (Note)

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In the inn.

Master Huikong finally regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and his gaze seemed both confused and relieved.

Upon seeing this, the monks all breathed a sigh of relief, their anxious expressions easing slightly. They gathered around, their concern evident in their words.

Master Huikong was still weak, but he shook his head to indicate that he was fine.

Although this experience took a toll on him both physically and mentally, it also gave him a deeper understanding of Buddhism.

"The wisdom lamp of the Chu State Preceptor is indeed extraordinary," Master Huikong exclaimed. "This old monk still needs to continue his practice in order to better comprehend the essence of Buddhism."

The young monks looked at each other in disbelief, all deeply shocked.

Master Huikong's Buddhist attainments were already at their peak in Buddhism, yet now, facing Chu Lengyu, he showed a humble attitude.

This made them wonder – could it be that "Buddha" is really inferior to "Tao"?

With the help of the monks, Master Huikong slowly sat up and looked again in the direction of Songlin Xiaozhu, his gaze deep.

He slowly said, "The strength of the Chu State Preceptor far exceeds my imagination. Let's call this Buddhist debate a day; I concede defeat."

The monks hesitated to speak, but ultimately chose to respect Master Huikong's decision.

Although we don't know what the master encountered when facing that glass lamp, he was clearly convinced.

Master Huikong remained silent for a moment, then said, "This old monk has decided to give that relic to the State Preceptor of Chu."

His words immediately caused a stir.

Sarira (relics) are Buddhist treasures passed down through generations. They are extremely precious, not only as a symbol of the spiritual achievements of eminent monks, but also as a symbol of immeasurable Buddhist power.

Moreover, what Master Huikong brought this time was a relic that is said to have come from the "Buddha"!

There are only a few relics of the Buddha, which have always been enshrined on the top floor of the Maha Pagoda and are rarely seen in public.

Master Huikong's decision immediately aroused opposition and questioning from some monks.

They believed that the Buddha's relics were so precious that they should remain within the Buddhist community for worship and transmission, rather than being given to outsiders.

“Master, this Buddha relic is a treasure of the pagoda, how can it be given away so easily?” A monk couldn’t help but ask, his face showing obvious dissatisfaction.

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Note: This poem is from the internet, and its source is unknown.