Listening to the words of the Great Freedom Celestial Demon, Zhang Chen wanted to slap himself. This was obviously cultivating foolishly. More accurately, he’d been led astray by the Fox Spirit.
Then, in the next mont, Zhang Chen transford into mist and rose into the air, slipping through the window crack directly into the third floor of the Scripture Pavilion. Inside, he found the arrangent there was completely different from the first two floors because there were only a few books.
The whole room had only one bookshelf, with a few books quietly placed upon it. However, these books were different from the previous ones as their material had finally changed.
Besides the books written on book paper, there were also secret texts written on animal hide.
Zhang Chen cautiously approached, his eyes carefully scanning the secret texts written on book paper, his fingers lightly touching them, and in the next mont, the secret texts turned into ash.
"No need to consider the secret texts written on book paper," Zhang Chen said, focusing on those written on animal hide, hoping they would be sturdier than book paper.
Then, Zhang Chen carefully pointed with his finger, and the next mont the animal hide also turned to dust, dissipating into the air.
"Damn it, was it all just a waste of excitent?" Zhang Chen muttered with a displeased expression as he witnessed this.
He casually swept across all the secret texts, watching them all turn into ash, leaving nothing of value in the entire Scripture Pavilion, making it thoroughly empty.
"I think your reasoning is sowhat flawed," the Great Freedom Celestial Demon said suddenly at this mont.
Zhang Chen turned his head to look at the Great Freedom Celestial Demon, a trace of confusion in his eyes. "What do you an by that?"
"Since ancient tis, true Wonderful Techniques are passed down orally, and not recorded on paper. Even if they are recorded, they are carried by the sect’s supre leader or hidden in private, rather than placed in a public place like the Scripture Pavilion," the Great Freedom Celestial Demon replied.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen raised an eyebrow, his eyes fixated on the Great Freedom Celestial Demon. "So what you’re saying is?"
"Go find the place where the temple’s abbot secluded himself for cultivation or his residence; maybe there will be unexpected gains," suggested the Great Freedom Celestial Demon.
Finding his words reasonable, Zhang Chen subdued his emotions, transford into mist, left the Scripture Pavilion, and continued to shuttle through each chamber, checking each room.
Zhang Chen arrived at the monks’ dormitory along the way, and the Great Freedom Celestial Demon turned his gaze, pointing to a single-door courtyard. "This is the abode of the abbot. Let’s head there. If this temple truly has any precious inheritance, it must be in the abbot’s residence."
With those words, Zhang Chen entered the single-door courtyard and found the yard in disrepair, with clear marks of knives, guns, and fires.
"I didn’t expect the abbot’s abode to also suffer a calamity," Zhang Chen said, glancing at the tree that had been burned by fire, a hint of reflection in his eyes. "I truly wonder what kind of opponents were in the past to cause such devastation to the temple."
Hearing this, the Great Freedom Celestial Demon speculated, "It must have provoked soone it shouldn’t have."
As they entered the courtyard together, they found only a simple Quiet Chamber inside, with a bed and a table, devoid of any other items.
"There’s nothing here," Zhang Chen said, sowhat disappointed.
"Not necessarily! These old bald monks in Buddhism are the most cunning. Let take a look..." The Great Freedom Celestial Demon circled the room and suddenly stopped in front of a certain floor tile in the corner. "Zhang Chen, co over here."
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen quickly went over. "Did you find sothing?"
"Infuse magical power into this floor tile," instructed the Great Freedom Celestial Demon.
Without hesitation, Zhang Chen infused his magical power into the tile, and the next mont saw the tile emit a shimring light, then a white light flew out, enveloping Zhang Chen, pulling him into the tile.
Zhang Chen felt a rush as he then found himself inside a stone chamber.
The stone chamber was vast, about the size of a basketball court, seemingly a cavern hollowed out from the underground rock layer.
The stone chamber was not dim, with inexplicable heavenly light bursting through, illuminating the entire space.
Zhang Chen scanned the whole underground cavern, finding withered vegetation everywhere, indicating it was once an underground world, but due to neglect, the cycle of life was disrupted, turning it into a dead land.
With caution, Zhang Chen examined the cavern thoroughly, finding no signs of chopping or slashing, indicating the external battle hadn’t affected this place.
Utilizing the descending heavenly light, Zhang Chen examined every inch of the underground space, finally spotting a distant cliff inscription.
Transforming into mist, Zhang Chen floated up, landing before the cliff inscription, revealing his presence, and his eyes fixed upon the inscription which bore two golden characters: Heart Zen.
No other text was present.
"Zhang Chen, co over here; there’s sothing we’ve found," the Great Freedom Celestial Demon’s voice called out not far away as Zhang Chen was still examining the area, prompting Zhang Chen to rush over, his eyes lighting up at the sight of a page from a book, crucially in an open state.
Before the Golden Book were two buttock imprints deeply etched into the stone, even polished into a jade-like form.
"In the past, so great Buddhist monk practiced seclusion here, so much that the stone beneath turned to jade from sitting, likely to comprehend this Buddhist scripture. Later, the temple suffered a catastrophe, and after waking, the monk hurried out to assist, leaving the secret texts behind, but unfortunately, he never returned. This open page contains a complete Technique," the Great Freedom Celestial Demon, being an antique himself, quickly deciphered nurous insights.
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