Chapter 277 — Killing Intent Arose Suddenly
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So young, and already of such cultivation; it fills even me with admiration. Had it been the very day we broke through into the Six Harmonies realm, against you I would have had but eight parts in ten of victory. " "Hm? " Shen Mu smiled and said nothing, toying with his wine cup. Ban Gongcuo said gravely, "Counting this life, I have lived nineteen lives. In my long span I have seen many heaven-gifted talents, many peerless heroes, and many partings and joys, lives and deaths. Sometimes I feel that I am a reef standing in time, while around me countless men of unmatched splendor stream past like so many pictures hurried before the eye; even an emperor unmatched in his age is but a passing image, and even Heaven's Blade, who levels his saber at the heavens, is after all only a traveler hurrying by. I remember that in my sixth life I felt my arts and divine powers could advance no further, so I entered the Central Plains and took refuge in the Daoist order, learning the Innate Grand Mystery Art and the Dao Sword. At that time the Dao Lord of the order held me in the highest regard, named me a Dao Heir, and even hoped that I would one day become Dao Lord and lead the order. " The corner of Shen Mu's eye twitched slightly. This old monster had once entered the Daoist order -- and had even been made a Dao Heir?
The order's supreme arts, the Innate Grand Mystery Art and the fourteen chapters of the Dao Sword, had he learned those too?
"The Dao Sword is very hard to comprehend.
In that life I learned as far as the thirteenth sword; the fourteenth I could never fathom to the end. " Ban Gongcuo said with feeling, "The Dao Sword is truly too difficult; even with the power of the Innate Grand Mystery Art one can hardly fathom it through, and to bring it off one needs a terrifying comprehension of the arts of reckoning.
I never learned the fourteenth sword, not even to old age; in my seventh life I entered the Daoist order again and still could not learn it, mastering only half a move. Then in my eighth life I took refuge in Buddhism, at the Great Thunderclap Monastery. " Shen Mu was greatly shaken. He gave him a deep look and asked softly, "You felt the Dao Sword could no longer make you break through, and so you went to the Great Thunderclap Monastery to study the Thunderclap Mahayana Sutra? " "Wrong.
" Ban Gongcuo said gravely, "I went to fathom the Buddha-dharma. The Buddha-dharma of the Great Thunderclap Monastery attains the highest in the fathoming of the nature of the mind, and the Thunderclap Mahayana Sutra is a Mahayana work that gathers up the cultivation of the mind; naturally I had to learn it.
But first I began as a little monk, reading through every scripture of the Great Thunderclap Monastery and fathoming each in turn, and only then did I study the Thunderclap Mahayana Sutra.
" Shen Mu asked, "The Tathagata of that generation must have held you in the highest regard as well? " "He said my endowment and understanding were first in the world, that my attainments in the Buddha-dharma had already surpassed his own, and that my eloquence was unimpeded. " Ban Gongcuo said, "The Thunderclap Mahayana Sutra -- I cultivated all twenty heavens of it. Yet still I left the Great Thunderclap Monastery.
Its Buddha-dharma could not let me break through the final realm.
In the next life I was reborn a woman, and I went to the Palace of Parting Sorrow. Another life after that, I went to Little Jade Capital.
I spent several lives in Little Jade Capital before I had learned all its supreme arts; truly it is a holy land above the three great holy lands. " He sighed with a thousand feelings, seeming to recall his days at Little Jade Capital, and paused, then said, "And after that I went to the Celestial Sage Sect. " A keen light flashed in Shen Mu's eyes. "The Celestial Sage Sect? You learned the Great Nurturing Nether Demon Sutra? What did you comprehend?