Liaozhai: A Poor Monk Transcends to Immortal

Chapter 14 Incense Fate

With curiosity,

Xu Zisu's eyes radiated golden light. Under the vision of the sky, he saw that there was a large golden bead inside the statue of the Dragon King, which was emitting swaying golden light.

What is this?
A hint of curiosity flashed in Xu Zisu's eyes.

Within his perception, this golden bead seemed to have a strange attraction for him.

He glanced at the sleeping beggar, then slowly stood up,

If he wanted to make some moves with his strength, these ordinary people would naturally not notice.

A burst of mana shot out, and the golden bead was ejected instantly, and then was wrapped in mana and put into his hand.

He sat cross-legged again and secretly examined the golden beads in his hands.

Within his perception, the power in this golden bead was unusually soft, not like mana or demonic power, giving people an extremely weird feeling.

It seems that it can be,

Yes, it has the power of all things,
Xu Zisu's eyes lit up, and he gradually fell into a trance while looking at the Dragon King statue.

Could it be...

The power of incense!

The power of incense is the basic power to build Shinto. Of course, it is not only usable in Shinto. Even if the demon clan seizes the temple, it can become a god on its own and practice with the help of the power of incense.

Of course, immortality is also possible.

This world also has Shinto, but the difference from the previous life is that the Shinto in this world is not systematic.

There are mountain gods, earth gods, dragon kings, and water gods, but there is no Yin god like the city god.

As for the immortal gods in the heavens, there is no way to talk about it. There are records in ancient books about ascending to the immortal world, but they know nothing about the so-called immortal world.

Therefore, he can boldly guess that incense can also be condensed in the statue of this world, but there is no god, so no one can absorb the power of incense. This also understands the reason why the power of incense appears in the Dragon King statue.

If this is the case, there are so many temples in this world that it is immeasurable. Isn’t this a great opportunity?

After half an hour,
The excitement faded,

Xu Zisu shook his head secretly,
Since he can find out, there is no reason why people in this world can't find out,

Therefore, I should be overthinking it.

It was my chance to get this one.

Then thoughts arose, and the divine power in the golden bead in his palm was slowly absorbed into his body. The moment it entered his body, it was refined, or rather assimilated, by the magic power in his body.

A steady stream of incense power entered his body, and Xu Zisu's strength continued to rise.

In the early innate stage,

congenital middle period,

Late congenital stage,

It wasn't until he broke through to the late Xiantian stage that his cultivation slowly stopped.

I saw that the golden beads, which had absorbed the power of incense, had turned into powder at some point.

Xu Zisu had a slight look of disbelief on his face. A small golden bead could actually allow him to break through to the late stage of innate cultivation overnight, and the next step would be to reach the state of innate perfection.

It's incredible.

The morning sun has not yet risen, and a ray of morning glow has already dyed the sky red.

The morning breeze blew through, picking up the dust and scattering it.

That is the wish of incense accumulated over dozens of hundreds of years.
I had a flash of inspiration last night. The fate is the cause, and praying for rain the day after tomorrow may be the repayment.

The Buddha said: One drink and one drink are all determined, that's it.

Xu Zisu walked out of the Dragon King Temple,

Someone had already set up a stall on the street in the early morning. There was no so-called shouting, perhaps because they were afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the early morning.

I walked to a stall, ordered a bowl of porridge and two small cakes, and then sat down to eat.

There are morning classes every day in the temple, and over the years, he has gradually accepted this suffering, and eating early in the morning has become a habit.

The only difference is that after leaving the temple, no one cares about it, so the morning chanting can be omitted.

Of course, this is not because he is lazy, but because Jinshan Temple has a total of 830 and two volumes of scriptures, which he has already memorized by heart.There seems to be no difference whether there is morning class or not.

After breakfast, the sun had already risen. I put down a few coins and walked out of the city.

After leaving the city, I heard the sound of rushing water. It seemed that the autumn flood was not far away, and the calm Jingshui River became turbulent.

Jingshui City seemed to be not far from Jingshui, but it was still a short two miles away, which took him a full quarter of an hour. This was still a slightly faster journey. If it were an ordinary person, it would have taken less than half an hour.

The surging river water was endless, shocking and rolling up thousands of miles of sand. Although it was a bit exaggerated, it was also extremely shocking. To his surprise, there were not a few people watching the water in the early morning.

At the ferry, a sailboat was crowded with people.

The boatman was still shouting loudly, as if he was about to cross the river.

The area across the Jingshui River is not under the jurisdiction of Songjian Prefecture, but is the boundary of Guanyang Prefecture, and the Jingshui River is the boundary between Songjian Prefecture and Guanyang Prefecture.

"Little master, but you want to cross the river?"

While Xu Zisu was looking at the sailboat in the distance, a soft voice came from his ears.

Looking back, I saw a kind old man, wearing a brocade robe and jade belt, who seemed to be a rich man.

"Amitabha."

"The young monk just came to watch the river, not to cross the river."

"So, excuse me."

"It's okay."

"The autumn floods are approaching, and the river has gradually become turbulent. This may be the last time we cross the river in half a month."

Xu Zisu nodded slightly.

Even now, the river still looks like something to be reckoned with.

"Where did the young master come from?"

"The little monk made his home at Jinshan Temple in Yonghuai County."

"Oh, I never thought that the little master is also from my Songjian Mansion."

Xu Zisu nodded.

"Young Master, I think this is your first time going out."

"To be fair to the old benefactor, that's exactly what happened."

"The young master is so young, and the master is able to let him leave the temple. I think he is a powerful person."

"The old benefactor is full of praise, but the young monk just wants to see more of the world."

The old man looked at Xu Zisu's elegant conversation, and he couldn't help but nodded. It was a pity that such a young man could be a monk.

"Have you read the books of sages, little master?"

"Know a thing or two."

The old man's eyes couldn't help but light up.

Then he turned his eyes and said: "Master Sun said in the past: the great man should be the people of the world. Does the little master know the second half of the sentence?"

Xu Zisu smiled slightly. He had mastered the Four Books and Five Classics when he saved the white-faced scholar in the vat. Naturally, some knowledge was deeply reflected in his mind.

The sentence that the old man asked just now comes from [Sun Shiyan]

Master Sun's name is Sun Xiaoru. He is a great Confucian sage in the history of this world. Common people call him: Sun Sage, or Master Sun.

"The great man should serve as a citizen of the world. The humble man should set his ambitions in mind. When a man is prosperous, he should not abandon the teacher who helps him. When a man is in decline, he should not abandon his ambitions."

The old man nodded with a smile.

"Yes, this is the most striking sentence in Master Sun's words. I have been using it as my motto for many years."

"It's just that this sentence is not part of the scientific examination, so it is not known to anyone. I am really impressed that the young master knows it."

"If the young monk does not take scientific examinations, he will naturally not choose the text to read. If you meet someone you love, you should know it by heart. If you have no feelings, you should forget it. This is a hobby of reading."

The old man trembled and looked up at the young man in front of him in horror.

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