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I don't know why I woke up in the Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave, but right now, it doesn't feel like I'm dreaming at all. Taking a deep breath, the ethereal feeling is so strong. I casually pulled a Disciple over and pinched his cute face.
With such a real sensation, how could this be a dream?
"What is your name?" I asked the Disciple.
"Zhang Daoling," the Disciple replied, and the Bodhi Patriarch smiled without stopping him.
I quickly released my grip. Wow, just randomly picking someone is a Taoist Ancestor. Zhang Daoling, also known as Zhang Zu, is the renowned founder of the Way and the founder of Longhu Mountain. I didn't expect he was once a disciple of the Bodhi Patriarch.
But Zhang Daoling is still just a child; does that mean I'm in the past?
"Does it really matter if it's the past or the future?" the Bodhi Patriarch said with a smile.
"Can you read my mind?" Could it be that the Patriarch can read minds like the Sun God?
"No," the Bodhi Patriarch replied, "but I can see."
"I humbly seek your guidance." I respectfully performed a standard Taoist salute to ask the Ancestor for advice.
This is no joke! The Bodhi Patriarch, who taught Sun Wukong! If I don't ask him a few more questions, wouldn't that be like entering a treasure mountain and leaving empty-handed? I'm not that foolish!
Unexpectedly, the Bodhi Patriarch used a Dust Whisk to draw a semicircle, smiling and shaking his head without saying a word.
"Ancestor, your disciple is foolish and does not understand..."
"Bodhi Patriarch" didn't hit me on the head; what does that mean? Do all these "Deities" like to keep things hidden?
"Too early, too early," "Bodhi Patriarch" continued shaking his head. "You came too early."
Too early? Did "Ancestor" already foresee that I would visit the "Slanting Moon Three Stars Cave"?
"You can leave now," "Bodhi Patriarch" said, turning to walk away.
Well, since "Ancestor" has said so, what else can I do? I just need to figure out how to get back.
"Bodhi Patriarch" made a gesture I couldn't see and softly murmured, "No, no, he clearly came too early; why does the divination show that he won't come again in the future?"
At this moment, my body began to become ethereal. Does that mean I can go back as soon as I disappear? Wait, there's one more thing—I forgot to ask if there's a way to restore my magical powers!
Just as I was about to speak up loudly, "Bodhi Patriarch" suddenly turned around. With a sweep of his "Dust Whisk," he left behind my ethereal form.
"You've lost all your magical powers?" The tone of "Bodhi Patriarch" changed abruptly, becoming very tense and anxious.
"Yes." There was nothing to hide, so I answered honestly.
"No wonder, no wonder!" A look of relief flashed in "Bodhi Patriarch's" eyes. "Follow me."
"Bodhi Patriarch" turned and walked toward the "Ginseng Tree," and I could only obediently follow behind "Ancestor." What caused such a drastic change in "Bodhi Patriarch's" attitude? Does he feel relieved that I've lost my magical powers? Questions piled up in my mind like mountains.
"I know what you're going to ask first," "Bodhi Patriarch" said without looking back. "Your master once paid a price for you to come here and learn. Although you didn't come at the best time, it seems this is all part of fate. Well, an old Taoist can't always stick to the rules; I'll make an exception this time."
Master? It has been a long time since I heard any news about him. However, the fact that he could entrust Uncle Xing and Bodhi Patriarch indicates that he is likely not an ordinary person.
"Ancestor, who exactly is my master?" I have wanted to ask this question for a long time, but Uncle Xing has always remained tight-lipped.
"He didn't tell you?" Bodhi Patriarch said in surprise, "It's better that you don't know; it's not a good thing."
Could it be that my master is being targeted by hostile forces? However, since Bodhi Patriarch didn't elaborate, I decided not to press further.
"He must have passed on the Eight Treasures Mystique to you."
"Yes."
"The Eight Treasures Mystique was created by me," Bodhi Patriarch suddenly revealed a significant piece of information, "so you can consider yourself half a disciple of mine."
Although Bodhi Patriarch did not disclose my master's identity, the fact that he considers me half his disciple suggests that he does not mind being associated with my master. What exactly is my master's status?
"What is your progress with the Eight Treasures Mystique?" Bodhi Patriarch suddenly turned around, causing me to almost bump into Ancestor.
"I am ashamed," I replied. "I have made some progress with Spiritual Sight and Wind Walk. I can barely manage the Summoning Technique, while the Transcendental Sutra has never left my hands. The Samadhi Fire still requires the power of Talisman Magic, and I am completely clueless about the Survey technique."
What I said was the truth; my proficiency in Spiritual Sight and Wind Walk is the best I have. I can barely use the Summoning Technique and Soul Summoning Technique. I have memorized the Transcendental Sutra thoroughly, but I still need to rely on Talisman Magic to use the Samadhi Fire. As for the Survey, I don't know anything about it at all.
"Having never seen the Wonderful Tree, being able to grasp seven marvelous techniques is already quite impressive," Bodhi Patriarch did not show any disdain for my cultivation level.
"I possess a Eight Treasures Marvelous Tree, which is the source of my mastery of the Eight Treasures Mystique. The Wonderful Tree carries the essence of the Wonderful Technique, so to learn the Wonderful Technique, one must observe the Wonderful Tree."
It was quite a tongue-twisting sentence, truly befitting of the Ancestor; it came out so smoothly without a hint of strangeness. If it were me, my tongue would have been tied in knots.
"But Ancestor, I have already exhausted my magical powers," I reminded.
"That's no problem; who knows if the loss of Sai Weng's horse is not a blessing?"
"You even know about Sai Weng?" How many years have passed since Sai Weng and the Bodhi Patriarch?
"I also know about Mao."
"The Patriarch is mighty."
Since the Ancestor has said this, I no longer worry. Indeed! Foolish people have their own foolish blessings. It's fortunate that I didn't seek death out of despair over losing my powers; otherwise, it would have been a great loss.
The Bodhi Patriarch led me to the back of the Ginseng Tree, and only then did I see that there was a cave behind the tree.
The cave was not large and not very high. At its deepest point, there was a large door made of redwood. The Bodhi Patriarch raised his hand and pushed open the door.
Beyond the door was a world completely different from ours.
I stood in awe at the sight of the world inside.
"Hohogaoz?" I heard something shatter into pieces.
Isn't it? The first thing that catches the eye is a large castle that looks exactly like Hogwarts from Harry Potter!
I began to wonder if this Bodhi Patriarch was actually Dumbledore in disguise.
However, behind the castle, there were more buildings, including Chinese-style palaces and Indian-style domed structures. Besides that, the most striking feature was a crooked and unremarkable stone tower.
I wouldn't find it strange to see this stone tower in the countryside, but placed here, I just couldn't understand it. First of all, all the buildings were constructed around the stone tower as the center, and among so many different architectural styles, this ugly structure stood out quite obviously.
"There are many people here, and building houses is quite convenient, so it hasn't been maintained much," Bodhi Patriarch said, not surprised by my astonishment; he must be used to it.
The Ancestor's footsteps continued as he led me step by step to the front of the stone tower.
From a distance, the stone tower didn't seem very tall, but once I reached its base, I realized how insignificant I was.
The door nails on the stone tower's entrance were much larger than I was.
Bodhi Patriarch effortlessly pushed open the massive door that was at least a hundred meters high and weighed several tons, as if he were opening a regular door, leading me inside.
"Don't be fooled by how big this door is; there are still a few that can be opened here. But no one has ever opened the door in the cave except for me, including that monkey you often mention," Bodhi Patriarch said casually.
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