Chapter 905 — Don't Even Think About Taking My Life

The Lame Old Man set Shen Mu upon Yan'er's back and would not stop urging the dragon sparrow to fly faster.

Yan Qiling was a disciple of the Ancient God Heavenly Emperor, so even if they met with inspection they could pass through unhindered.

Yan'er bore them at full speed toward Jingping, while the Dragon Qilin carefully examined Shen Mu's wounds and shook its head: "The Hierarch's superficial hurts are all of no consequence. His Profound Body Three-Elixir Art is very strong, concealing creation within; the injuries of his fleshly body can all be healed. There is no need for the lame lord to worry. " The Lame Old Man said coldly: "So you know medicine too?

" The Dragon Qilin hastily shook its head and said, very cautiously: "I do not.

But the last time the Hierarch fought the Imperial Heavenly Venerable who came down from the Heavenly Court in the Great Black Palace, he was likewise gravely wounded, wounded even to the origin of his soul, and after a single sleep in the Moon Palace he was essentially recovered. The Sword God Shanghuang knows of this matter. If the lame lord does not believe me, he may ask the Sword God Shanghuang. " The Lame Old Man was half-convinced. He looked at the sleeping Shen Mu and saw that Shen Mu no longer vomited blood, and that his faint breath was gradually growing long and steady.

He could see that beneath Shen Mu's eyelids the eyeballs were moving; he must be dreaming. The Dragon Qilin said: "When the Hierarch was speaking with the Sword God Shanghuang, I lay behind feigning sleep, and so I know a few things.

The Sword God Shanghuang said that when the Woodcutter Sage examined him while he lay unconscious from his wounds, he discovered that when the Hierarch entered dreams the Buddhist dharma circulated within him.

The Hierarch later said it might be the Infinite Kalpa Sutra of the Great Brahma Heaven King Buddha. " The Lame Old Man looked Shen Mu over closely and said angrily: "Where is this Buddhist dharma? Why can I not see it? " The Dragon Qilin said, at a loss: "The Imperial Throne True Sutra of the Great Brahma Heaven King Buddha is truly extraordinary.

Perhaps the lame lord is not the equal of the Woodcutter Sage, and that is why you cannot see it.

" The Lame Old Man flew into a rage and suddenly coughed violently, coughing up blood. The Dragon Qilin said hastily: "Lame lord, you have run too fast, traveling for days without rest; you have injured your soul and your organs.

I do not understand the healing of the soul, but for wounds of the fleshly body, you need only take a little dragon saliva.

I have plenty of dragon saliva here. . . " "This old man will not drink your spit!

This old man's cultivation of creation is already very strong. I do not need your spit to heal!

" The Lame Old Man cursed and grumbled, his gaze falling on Shen Mu again, and he saw that at the center of the sleeping Shen Mu's brow was a wound shaped like an eye socket, yet within it there was no eye, only shriveled lids. The more the Lame Old Man looked, the more his heart ached. He wanted to smooth Shen Mu's forehead, but no matter how he tried he could not smooth it.

Just then, flesh and blood began to grow within Shen Mu's brow, gradually filling that socket, and the lids healed of themselves, knitting into one.

His forehead looked as if it had been bitten by a mosquito and swollen into a small lump. The Lame Old Man touched this little lump; it was somewhat hard within, and he did not know whether it was a ball of flesh or an eyeball.

Yan Qiling was also carefully examining Shen Mu's wounds.

His expression was strange as he said: "There is indeed Buddhist dharma circulating within his body.

" The Lame Old Man said angrily: "You can see it too? " Yan Qiling said: "I have made some study of Buddhist dharma.

Buddhism is the only acquired path that the Dao Ancestor has not deconstructed with numerology, and so I once went to the Buddhist Realm to study for a time, seeking to comprehend its mysteries.

" The Lame Old Man's expression eased. He had always shown the world a smiling face, but because Shen Mu was wounded, the smile that had hung upon his face year-round had vanished without a trace, and he showed no one a pleasant face. "But what is strange is.

. .

" Yan Qiling continued examining Shen Mu's wounds, his expression growing stranger still: "He has no soul!

His primal spirit has scattered; only the spirit fetus remains. Strange. In this state he clearly ought to have had his soul fly apart and scatter, yet for some reason he still has not died.

" The Lame Old Man looked at Shen Mu and saw that his breath was growing steadier and steadier, and gradually his heart was set at ease.

A trace of tenderness came into his old eyes, and the corners of his eyes creased in a smile as he said: "So long as he lives, that is enough. Since he is improving and the Buddhist dharma is at work, then let us not go to Jingping first to seek the elixir master; finding him would be of no use either, for he does not understand Buddhist dharma. We will go to Great Thunderclap Temple. Lord Huo is certain to understand.

" They turned toward Mount Sumeru.

With the seal upon the Yuan Realm broken, the complete Mount Sumeru had reappeared in the world, and twenty heavens of the Buddhist Realm were built against the mountain, spiraling upward layer upon layer, making this divine mountain all the more magnificent. The portion of Mount Sumeru within the Yuan Realm was Great Thunderclap Temple; the other twenty heavens lay outside the Yuan Realm.

Because this was the domain of the Great Brahma Heaven King Buddha, no one dared trespass, and millions of Jingping's people hid here, waiting for the calamity to pass. "This is the Infinite Kalpa Sutra; Hierarch Shen's life is not in danger. " In Great Thunderclap Temple, Ma Rulai summoned the Xuanliao Demon Ape Zhankong and the monk Chenghuai to examine the sleeping Shen Mu, for only these two had studied the Imperial Throne True Sutra of the Great Brahma Heaven King Buddha.

The monk Chenghuai said: "It is only that Hierarch Shen has no soul and no spirit, only the spirit fetus.

Of such matters I have seen little. Senior Brother Zhankong, your Buddhist dharma is profound; what do you make of his present state.

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" The Xuanliao Demon Ape said: "Good.

" Ma Rulai frowned and said: "Disciple, how is the word 'good' to be understood?

" The monk Chenghuai said: "Master, Senior Brother means that turning ill fortune into good fortune is good; there is no threat to his life.

" Ma Rulai was still somewhat uneasy and said: "The Great Brahma Heaven King Buddha resides in the Great Brahma Heaven. I will send Shen'er up to seek an audience with Great Brahma Heaven.

His divine powers are vast; he is certain to have a way to resolve this. " The Lame Old Man nodded, about to agree, when he saw the Xuanliao Demon Ape bend low and whisper a single word into Shen Mu's ear.

The voice was very soft, yet Shen Mu slowly woke and opened his eyes.

The Xuanliao Demon Ape pressed his palms together and said with a smile: "Good.

" The monk Chenghuai sighed and said: "Senior Brother has great wisdom. " Shen Mu's complexion was still poor. He struggled to rise and saluted Ma Rulai, saying: "I remained clear-headed even in my dreams and heard Lord Huo's words. I know my own wounds well.

There is no need to go see the Old Buddha.

The Old Buddha has already transmitted his arts to me; to see him or not would yield the same result.

I want to return to Jingping. " He also saluted the Xuanliao Demon Ape and Chenghuai, and they returned his salute. "Shen'er truly means to return to Jingping? " Ma Rulai suddenly took off his kasaya and removed his prayer beads, saying with a smile: "In those years I promised my benefactor-master that I would transmit the dharma in his stead and keep Great Thunderclap Temple from perishing. Now, in Buddhist dharma, Zhankong and Chenghuai have both surpassed me by far.