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From that moment on, Zhao Yang began his life as a monk at Xuanfo Temple. His days were filled with vegetarian meals, chanting, meditation, and enduring beatings. Unbeknownst to him, his physical body gradually became stronger and more perfect. During this time, Zhao Yang also started to reflect on his shortcomings, earnestly pondering how to improve himself.
The Four Divine Monks informed him that there were many cultivators in the world with unique abilities. Upon reaching a certain level, some could create Forbidden Technique Spaces, others could generate Forbidden Weapon Spaces, some possessed extreme cold domains, and others had Weightless Spaces. There were also various strange techniques and Divine Powers that could lead to death if one was not careful.
The world of cultivators did not solely revere brute strength; many cultivators chose not to engage in direct confrontations with magical artifacts. The world was treacherous, and sometimes even a small scheme could trigger a massive upheaval.
During his free time, Datong Zen Master would offer guidance on Zhao Yang's cultivation. The method he taught Zhao Yang for refining his body differed slightly from Song Baliang's approach; it was not the Diamond Body Refinement Technique but rather the Easier Muscle Technique, which assisted in physical growth.
The reason Datong Zen Master did not pass on the Diamond Body Refinement Technique was not due to reluctance but rather a consensus among the Four Divine Monks. The Diamond Body Refinement Technique was deemed unsuitable for Zhao Yang because it had a significant drawback: in later stages, the human body would transform into a diamond-like form. While this offered incredible defense, it severely restricted the cultivator's mobility and affected combat effectiveness. Without magical power, Zhao Yang's form was agile and dynamic; had it not been for their numbers, they might not have been able to subdue him.
Thus, practicing the Easier Muscle Technique—a supplementary Body Refinement Technique—was more appropriate for Zhao Yang.
Unbeknownst to him, Zhao Yang's cultivation level had quietly risen from the first layer of the Core Formation Stage to the second layer.
As the New Year approached, the weather turned cold, and frost hung in the air.
However, Xuanfo Temple remained lively; every monk was actively training in martial arts and energy cultivation, each busy with their own tasks.
At night, under the bright moonlight, Zhao Yang sat cross-legged on the stone platform in the Meditation Room, contemplating what he had learned. Suddenly, a Little Beast jumped out from the wall of the Meditation Room courtyard and joyfully leaped onto Zhao Yang's lap, chirping excitedly.
Zhao Yang opened his eyes and said to the Little Beast, "So, did you find out where the Treasure is hidden?"
"Chirp Chirp!" The Little Beast nodded enthusiastically in response while gesturing with its little paws.
"Is there a secret chamber? Do you know how to open it?" Zhao Yang asked.
“Chirp Chirp!” The Little Beast nodded, a proud expression on its face.
“Little Nine is really capable,” Zhao Yang praised, patting the Little Beast's head. He then sent a message to his sleeping senior brother, Song Baliang, “Brother, wake up! It's time to go treasure hunting!”
The snoring from the Meditation Room suddenly stopped, and the door creaked open. Song Baliang stepped out joyfully, “Did Old Guy find out where the treasure chamber is?”
“Chirp Chirp!” The Little Beast knew that Song Baliang was one of its own, so it showed off a bit.
It turned out that when Song Baliang had shared the personalities of the Four Divine Monks with Zhao Yang, Zhao Yang had already been calculating in his mind that if the Four Divine Monks were unkind to him, he would not be righteous in return.
The Great Compassion Zen Master was amiable and often acted as a peacemaker. The Datong Zen Master had a fiery temper and an extreme personality, but he was also loyal and righteous. As long as one could win his heart, he could turn from foe to friend. He had a fondness for drinking and eating meat; in his early years, he was quite famous in the cultivation world. Even after joining the Buddhist Sect, he could not shake off his habits of drinking and eating meat, so he raised a few fat cows in the backyard of Xuanfo Temple for his own consumption.
The Great Suffering Zen Master had spent decades as an ascetic monk, traveling the world and gaining vast knowledge. He was well-versed in all kinds of rare treasures and cultivation methods. Initially quite neutral and upright, he was led astray after the Datong monk arrived at Xuanfo Temple. In his free time, he would extort money from new disciples and occasionally beat up disobedient students to compensate for the emotional scars he had suffered over the years.
On the other hand, the Great Compassion Zen Master was a greedy person who was clever and cautious. He liked to take small advantages; whenever he watched Song Baliang refine artifacts, he always seemed worried that Song Baliang would shortchange him on materials. His most notable trait was his wealth; he managed all expenses related to the daily lives of everyone at Xuanfo Temple and was very stingy.
Xuanfo Temple emphasized worldly practice rather than isolation from the world. This perspective surprised Zhao Yang greatly, suggesting that one must experience worldly matters to truly understand them—implying that monks could eat meat, drink wine, marry, and have children.
The Great Compassion Zen Master also had a hobby—collecting various magical treasures.
According to Song Baliang's understanding, both the Great Compassion Zen Master and the Great Suffering Zen Master originally possessed Dao Artifacts that were famous in their earlier years. However, after retreating into Buddhism, these Dao Artifacts came into the possession of the Great Compassion Zen Master. If it weren't for Song Baliang accidentally ruining Datong Zen Master's Dao Artifact back then, it might have ended up with the Great Compassion Zen Master as well.
There was a rule at Xuanfo Temple: one was not allowed to use their Divine Sense to pry into others while inside the temple. Therefore, when Zhao Yang scanned Xuanfo Temple with his Divine Sense initially, several Divine Monks were somewhat surprised; Datong even felt a bit angry. Within Xuanfo Temple, everyone respected each other's privacy and did not easily engage in spying behaviors.
Zhao Yang and Song Baliang, accompanied by Little Beast, quietly approached the room of Great Compassion Zen Master under the moonlight. At that moment, the Four Divine Monks were absent, having gone to various temples in Zhongzhou Xuanfo Temple to promote Buddhism as the New Year approached.
To outsiders, they were revered masters, the four giants of the Buddhist Sect headquarters. However, within Xuanfo Temple, their reputation was less than stellar. Despite this, since the Four Divine Monks took control of the Buddhist Sect, no one had ever died due to their teachings. Any monk who had been severely beaten would awaken with enhanced skills, growing even stronger.
Zhao Yang and Song Baliang pushed open the door to Great Compassion Zen Master's room and entered a Meditation Room that was remarkably simple in decoration. Zhao Yang was taken aback; it hardly seemed like a place belonging to someone wealthy. He glanced at Song Baliang in confusion.
Song Baliang shared his bewilderment. "He has asked me to refine at least three Low-Level Dao Artifacts and over ten magical treasures. I heard from my master that he never carries money when he goes out. Did he take everything with him this time while promoting Buddhism?"
"Chirp Chirp!" Little Beast signaled for them to be quiet and stealthily approached a heavily worn carved wooden table. It reached behind the table and pressed a spot gently, causing a dark passageway to suddenly appear before them.
"Uh, a secret chamber below?" Zhao Yang exclaimed in surprise. Initially thinking it was a hidden room behind the wall, he knocked around before realizing it was indeed an underground chamber. Zhao Yang and Song Baliang exchanged glances, and a flame suddenly ignited in their hands, illuminating the chamber as they followed Little Beast down the steps into a spacious secret room.
However, this secret room was even more austere; aside from the walls, there was nothing else inside. Zhao Yang looked at Little Beast, questioning how it would explain this situation. Little Beast grinned proudly and hopped to the center of the room, performing a series of steps. Suddenly, the chamber became incredibly bright, with intense light blinding them momentarily.
After two breaths, Zhao Yang and Song Baliang stood in awe as they saw that both sides of the chamber were filled with various magical treasures. Most were Flying Swords, while others were peculiar items. Song Baliang's eyes lit up with excitement as he pulled out a sack wide enough to fit a well and began stuffing it without caring what he found.
"This... Brother?" Zhao Yang was stunned by Song Baliang's actions. When did this honest and kind-hearted brother become so greedy? To him, it seemed sufficient to take just a few of the most precious Dao Artifacts; there was no need to steal everything else—there should be some code of conduct even in thievery.
"These old Monks have beaten me for over ten years! Especially that Great Compassion; he is the most heartless of them all! He never let me have anything good since I was young! I'm taking everything he owns—none shall be left!" Song Baliang declared vehemently.
"Uh, alright." Influenced by Song Baliang's fervor, Zhao Yang also began collecting Great Compassion Zen Master's treasures: Heavenly Dome Bell, Mandarin Duck Sword, Xuan Yin Armor, Ziwu Pestle, Yin Yang Cloth... Among them was a Great Bow classified as a Low-Level Dao Artifact that shimmered ominously with blood-red light and exuded a faint killing intent. Zhao Yang felt a jolt of excitement; perhaps this Great Bow would come in handy later.
"These items must have his essence infused in them; if we keep them for ourselves, we'll be discovered," Song Baliang cautioned. "Let's finish gathering everything tonight and head out to sell them at Hundred Birds Night Market."
“Hundred Birds Night Market?” Zhao Yang heard this term for the first time.
“The Hundred Birds Night Market is the largest Black Market in Zhongzhou. Various sects and Loose Cultivators can come and go, engaging in trade. It’s a chaotic place with all kinds of people. Whatever treasures you want, you can find them there. Sometimes, Supreme Dao Artifacts and Miraculous Holy Medicines even appear, along with some special Cultivation Methods. We can sell these items to exchange for what we need, ensuring we leave our enemies with nothing!”
“Uh… Senior Brother!” Zhao Yang was completely taken aback by Song Baliang's unscrupulousness.
After they finished packing up the items from Great Compassion Zen Master, Zhao Yang turned to look at the chair in the secret room that resembled a dragon throne and said, “Why don’t we take the chair too? It would be a shame for Great Compassion to see it and feel sad.”
Song Baliang grabbed Zhao Yang and said, “Let’s leave the chair here for him to sit on while he watches his collection dwindle over the years. Who knows, it might even make him so angry that he collapses right there!”
“Uh, Senior Brother, Amitabha.” Zhao Yang glanced at it, feeling a bit guilty.
“Such sins, such sins.” A triumphant smile spread across Song Baliang's face as he spoke.
After saying this, Song Baliang pulled out some clothes from his robe and tossed them around the secret room. Seeing Zhao Yang’s surprised expression, he explained, “Great Compassion is very cautious. If we’re not careful, he might catch a whiff of something from us. These clothes are more than a hundred pieces; I got them from the clean laundry room. Even if he does smell something, he won’t suspect us alone.”
Zhao Yang broke into a sweat, secretly praising him for being so professional!
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