books44 Chapter 852 The North (4)
Chapter 852 The North (4)
Chapter 852 The North (Part 4)
There weren't many books on the bookshelf; at a glance, there were only a few dozen at most.
"The Finger of Emptiness," "The Thunderous Sound Transmission of Body Techniques," "The Palm of Ten Thousand Buddhas Across Three Colors and Three Calamities"...
Han Yi scanned them one by one, his expression slowly becoming serious.
Every book that catches the eye is a renowned and famous masterpiece of Shouyi Temple.
Perhaps in terms of quantity, it doesn't look as spectacular as the outer layer of the library, but any one of the books displayed here, if taken out and placed outside, could be considered a high-quality martial arts manual passed down as a sect's treasure.
"Huh? The ones placed here... don't seem to be genuine." Han Yi let out a soft exclamation, noticing something amiss. Clearly, some of the books were too new, completely lacking the unique scent of ink that comes with years of history.
“Young friend… these unique skills are so difficult for outsiders to learn. Even our own people would need to work hard for more than ten or even several decades to be able to choose just one of them,” Yuanjue said helplessly. “If I give you all of them at once, how am I supposed to explain it to the temple if I hand over the original copies as well?”
"Hmm..."
Han Yi thought for a moment.
That's true. Anyway, the content is the same. What he needs is the knowledge inside. Whether it's the original or a copy... it doesn't matter.
"Alright."
Han Yi nodded, reluctantly agreeing. With a wave of his hand, dozens of books flew up and disappeared into the Kongsang Ring.
"No, one book is still missing."
He slowly raised his head, his tone somewhat unfriendly: "Dungeons are one thing. But deliberately hiding crucial parts, Master, doing this time and time again... Do you really think I, Han, am easy to bully?"
"Missing?" Yuanjue asked with a puzzled look. "These are all there are. All the complete records of Shouyi Temple's unique techniques that can be cultivated to a high level are included."
"The True Scripture of Dual Extremes Marrow Forging... this one doesn't exist." Han Yi narrowed his eyes, his voice indifferent. "The Dual Extremes Marrow Forging... isn't that considered the foundational inheritance of your Shouyi Temple?"
The True Scripture of Two Extremes forging marrow
Extreme, the extreme point, the final moment.
The term "two poles" does not mean there are two endpoints, but rather that there is no end and no limit.
To cultivate this skill, one must endure extreme pain to achieve endless advancement, level by level.
It can be described as the best physical cultivation method in the world.
It is said that the patriarch of Shouyi Temple had personally witnessed the scenes of hell, and the various miseries in the human world were even worse than those in hell. The patriarch deeply felt the difficulty of cultivation and the difficulty of navigating the sea of suffering. He spent a hundred years, with great wisdom, great perseverance, and great aspiration, to create this achievement, intending to use his own body as a raft to save people from the sea of suffering.
Therefore, this scripture is also known as the "Boundless True Scripture".
Han Yi did not know the cultivation level of the patriarch of Shouyi Temple who created this technique.
Perhaps they have not escaped the sea of suffering or achieved their grand ambitions.
But he must be above the Martial Arts Venerable, and even one of the strongest people in the human race from ancient times to the present.
The "Two Extremes Marrow Forging Manual," a comprehensive collection of external martial arts techniques, is considered an unparalleled martial art by 99% of martial artists in the world, and they would risk their lives for even a single word of it.
Even martial arts masters whose paths are already established can learn from this skill, absorb its essence, apply it to themselves, and comprehend the Great Dao.
At least 60% of Han Yi's strength comes from his qi, blood, and physical body.
They were naturally extremely envious of the "Two Extremes Marrow Forging True Scripture," a book dedicated to cultivating the physical body.
If he could obtain the complete text, he could use it to cultivate and raise his physical strength to another level.
It's not impossible for him to seize this opportunity and overcome the current stagnation.
Upon hearing this, Yuanjue's expression visibly turned ugly.
“Young friend, it’s not that I don’t want to give it to you… it’s just that this true scripture… is incomplete at all, so even if I gave it to you, it would be useless.”
"Whether it works or not, I'll know after I see it." Han Yi narrowed his eyes slightly. "How will I know it won't work if I don't try?"
“This…” Yuanjue was caught in a dilemma, seemingly somewhat unwilling.
The ordinary special skills were given away, but the real treasure was the secret "Two Extremes Marrow Forging Scripture"...
This sutra is the most treasured scripture of Shouyi Temple, and he alone cannot decide whether to pass it on to others. Unless…
“Unless… this friend agrees?” Before Yuanjue could think of a reply, Han Yi’s gaze shifted and landed on the empty corner to the side.
"...I thought it was just a casual remark." His eyes gleamed with keen interest. "But it turns out that your Shouyi Temple... really is a den of iniquity... Is it really true that Buddha and demon are inseparable? One thought can make you a demon, and another a Buddha?"
"You?!" Yuanjue was shocked and panicked instantly.
It's like having a deep, shameful secret suddenly revealed and exposed to the public, leaving you feeling helpless and at a loss.
"Still trying to hide?" Han Yi's gaze was like lightning, as if he could see through illusion, staring intently at one spot. "Three breaths' time. If you don't show up, don't blame me for being impolite! One, two..."
Before Han Yi could finish speaking, a figure slowly appeared, a bitter smile on his face.
This person was dressed strangely, neither like a monk nor a Taoist.
Despite being called an old monk, he was covered in a dirty, oil-stained crane-feather robe with many holes.
If you address him as "fellow Daoist," he has a shiny bald head and a string of large, round, pale white prayer beads around his neck that look like they were made from a skull.
It was none other than the once-genius disciple of Shouyi Temple, the junior brother of Master Yuanjue, Venerable Kama.
"Your eyesight is excellent. My method of concealment connects with the starlight above and draws on the earth's energy below, which is in harmony with the principles of heaven and earth. If one does not understand the way the formation operates, even if a Venerable One comes in person, he will not be able to detect the abnormality..." He sighed, feeling a sense of defeat as the younger generation surpasses the older.
"A demonic cultivator? And hiding in Shouyi Temple?" Han Yi looked at Yuanjue with some amusement. "Master, perhaps... you could explain?"
Perhaps this person's methods of concealing himself were extremely skillful. Unfortunately, he was a demonic cultivator.
Han Yi's sensitivity to demonic energy... is astonishing.
Even at a distance of several miles, it can still be clearly detected.
Besides, it's right in front of us.
This person was like a bright, human torch lit in the darkness; Han Yi noticed him the moment he entered the room.
Yuanjue was speechless for a moment and could not say a word.
How could he explain this?
This junior brother, Kama, was exceptionally talented, with aptitude and comprehension far surpassing his peers. In a fit of anger, he left the Buddhist path and turned his back on Buddhism.
The rights and wrongs at that time included differences in ideology, divergence in paths, and the instigation from the Yuanmiao Sect.
The ins and outs of the matter, the various reasons, the truth and the falsehood, even Yuanjue, who was involved, could not explain it clearly, so how could he explain it to outsiders? "Forget it. It goes without saying that it was nothing more than the brothers being sown apart by outsiders, misunderstandings arising between them, and neither of them being willing to back down, causing the gap to widen, until one day they completely broke down and caused bitter consequences."
"Young friend, your guess is...not wrong..."
Yuanjue looked at the ambiguous smile on Han Yi's lips and sighed deeply.
"The 'Two Extremes Marrow Forging True Scripture'... our temple's most treasured scripture, was stolen in half by the Yuanmiao Sect at this time..."
"So, the true scripture is in your hands, but only half of it is incomplete?" Han Yi smiled. "Could it be understood that you actually lack confidence in recovering the lost part? That's why you subconsciously categorize it as uncultivable?"
Yuanjue and Jiamo remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.
The fact that half of their heritage was stolen is a perpetual pain in their hearts. If possible, they would like to restore the true scriptures.
No matter what.
Relying on one's own deductions, with shallow knowledge, to forcefully derive a hybrid that is neither fish nor fowl not only makes one a laughing stock, but more importantly, may bring disaster to future generations.
As for taking it back from Yuanmiaozong...
The only chance.
It refers to the high reward offered by Yuanmiaozong last time.
At that time, if they could help capture Han Yi, they would have a very good chance of getting back the missing half of the true scripture...
However, now that the real person is standing right in front of them, it is clear that everything is just wishful thinking, a pipe dream.
"Since it's useless, why not take it out?" Han Yi continued to deceive, "Just because you can't find it doesn't mean others can't."
"What do you mean?!" Yuanjue suddenly raised his head.
“I can promise that if one day I retrieve half of the true scripture from the Yuanmiao Sect and restore the ‘Two Extremes Marrow Forging True Scripture,’ I will return it to the temple intact.”
Han Yi smiled.
"Perhaps you are also plotting how to snatch food from Yuanmiao Sect's mouth. But I only want to make one thing clear: whatever your plans are, I am the one most likely to succeed."
Yuanjue paused, then exchanged a glance with Kama.
The weird thing is.
A hint of interest involuntarily surfaced in their eyes.
If others said these words, they might scoff at them and simply not believe them.
But coming from Han Yi, it sounded so natural and logical, like everything had fallen into place.
Throughout Yunzhou, anyone you ask knows this.
In the past thousand years, what sect could possibly cause the Yuanmiao Sect to suffer setbacks, even loss of life, and still emerge unscathed?
Only Han Yi was there.
This is evident from the child's growth trajectory.
So young, and with only a few years of cultivation, he can already contend with two Venerables of the Yuanmiao Sect.
If given more time to grow, and with assistance to leave Yunzhou and successfully escape from the Yuanmiao Sect…
Their future achievements are limitless.
At the very least, they will be far superior to the disciples of Shouyi Temple in this generation.
"But…..."
Yuanjue frowned and sighed repeatedly. He wasn't worried that Han Yi would break his promise and turn his back on him one day after collecting the scriptures.
The point is.
Han Yi was always an outsider.
Placing the future hopes of Shouyi Temple on an outsider—whether it will succeed or not is another matter—that's the feeling...
Now that we've made a start, does that mean we'll have to rely on outsiders for everything from now on?
“Senior brother, agree to him.” Just as Yuanjue hesitated, Kama spoke first, “While the two of us can still hold on. For no other reason…”
A bitter smile appeared on his face, and a glint seemed to flicker in his cloudy eyes.
Past events, people and scenes he didn't want to recall, flashed before his eyes one by one.
"Let's make up for the mistakes we made back then... The bitter fruit we brewed should end with us..."
“Junior brother…” Yuanjue fell silent.
"Not only that. Young friend Han Yi..." Gamo looked solemnly at the person opposite him, "The True Scripture of Dual Extremes Marrow Forging... will be given to you, along with the Ancestral Master's notes and accompanying secret techniques. I only hope that one day, when Shouyi Temple is in trouble, you can lend a helping hand out of consideration for this relationship." "What you mean..." Han Yi's eyebrows twitched.
Kama spoke with resolute determination, his face showing a heroic acceptance of death, as if he were making his final arrangements or entrusting his children to someone...
It's like a landslide disaster, happening right before your eyes, yet you're powerless to stop it, unable to stop it, and can only watch as the situation escalates, watching yourself being buried alive in the mud.
"Is it the Yuanmiao Sect?" He pondered for a moment.
It seems that only Yuanmiaozong could put so much pressure on Shouyi Temple and easily destroy it.
"No."
Kama kept shaking his head, not wanting to say anything more.
"Not from the Yuanmiao Sect?" Han Yi frowned. "Is it related to the demonic energy within you?"
"Huh?" Gamo was clearly taken aback, not understanding why Han Yi would make this connection.
"That's related to the demonic energy beneath your Shouyi Temple," Han Yi said decisively. "What? Could it be that something's happened in the forbidden area, and it can't be suppressed anymore?"
"?!"
Yuanjue and Jiamo's eyes flashed wildly, their bodies jolted as if struck by lightning, their expressions changed, and they tried their best to control the doubts and confusion surging in their hearts.
"You... how could you possibly know?" Yuanjue's voice was somewhat urgent as he stared intently at Han Yi.
The forbidden zone is out of control, and the cycle is out of balance.
It was something only he and Kama knew, and he had never mentioned it to anyone else.
Even the Venerable Huiwu, who was regarded as the next successor, was unaware of this matter.