The Bodhisattvas Were Too Enthusiastic

This ancient temple, standing for Thousand-Year Ancient Temple, has witnessed the rise and fall of numerous dynasties, its ancient charm weathered and bearing the marks of time. Today, it stands at one end of the starry sky, gazing at the Milky Way, looking back on the past, where countless stories of bygone eras have vanished with the wind.

However, some of these ideas remain unchanged!

Wang Xuan was certain that the bodhisattva's residual spiritual energy was sealed within the artifact, waiting for him to unlock it. Now, the Mysterious Factor was cheering and rejoicing, welcoming his arrival.

Where is the place where Transcendent Immortals attained eternal life?

Where is the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss of Ultimate Bliss of the Bodhisattvas?

Wang Xuan pondered, "Since those ancient Ascension level powerhouses were so powerful, why was none of them able to survive?"

The remaining spiritual energy is now causing trouble, trying to climb out of one pit after another, but it is very likely to drag future generations in as scapegoats.

What is the relationship between these spiritual remains and the real Transcendent Immortals and bodhisattvas? Are they themselves, or were they deliberately left behind to anchor themselves in this world?

"Old Wang, I never realized before how special this Thousand-Year Ancient Temple is. Although it doesn't look very tall, it gives people a sense of grandeur, making them want to look up to it. Look at those blue bricks and gray tiles that have survived for over a thousand years, with cracks, having endured countless historical wars, yet they only grow more profound with the weight of time. They are even glowing now, which moves me to tears. I feel that this kind of heritage is too great. The Buddhist flame has never been extinguished for a thousand years, scattered across both sides of the starry sky, always conveying the compassion of the Bodhisattva, trying to purify the world. It touches people's hearts, and I can't help but want to go and pay homage." Qin Cheng looked ahead, looking like he was about to make a pilgrimage.

Wang Xuan grabbed him. He had caused the strange objects in the temple to resonate, leading to the revival of the mysterious energy contained in the Thousand-Year Ancient Temple, which was meant to convert Qin Cheng.

"Wake up! You've just been infected by some lingering Mental Secret Power. Instead of worshipping Wang Zhenxian, are you going to become a monk?" Wang Xuan patted him lightly on the shoulder.

At the same time, his spiritual realm emerged, white mist filled his forehead and resonated, restoring clarity to Qin Cheng's eyes.

Qin Cheng exclaimed in surprise, "Old Wang, this temple seems to be different today. It feels exceptionally sacred and makes people feel good about it."

"Move ten meters away from me and see if it's still the same," Wang Xuan told him to move away.

He felt that everything was due to the Mental Secret Power he had attracted, and that Qin Cheng was too close to him and had been "influenced" by the residual energy of the old Bodhisattva.

"Strange, that feeling has faded." Qin Cheng said, puzzled.

Wang Xuan didn't explain, afraid of scaring him. He led him closer to the temple and chose an open space. They stood there quietly, sensing the surroundings for a while. He looked at Qin Cheng and said, "Practice the Vajra Fist here."

"Is there... something special about this?" Qin Cheng asked in surprise.

"It's a good place to practice this kind of boxing near a temple."

"Okay!" Qin Cheng nodded. They had all learned Vajra Fist in the Old Arts Experimental Class, so he was quite familiar with it. Here, he stretched his body, facing the Thousand-Year Ancient Temple, and he seemed quite spiritual.

Wang Xuan silently activated the Root Method of the Pre-Qin Daoist practitioners, and instantly attracted even more Mysterious Factor. He even felt that the temple seemed to be glowing.

However, he remained unmoved and did not go in. Instead, he stood outside the temple's courtyard wall, resonating with the Mysterious Factor. He used his spiritual domain to guide it and then sent it all towards Qin Cheng.

Of course, there is a prerequisite for him to do this: he can open the Inner Scenery Realm on his own. These Mysterious Matter are naturally close to him and automatically approach him.

The concentration of the Mysterious Factor was not comparable to that in the Inner Scenery Realm, but it was enough for Qin Cheng. He had never come into contact with this substance before, and now it seemed especially precious.

Wang Xuan estimated that if he cultivated in this place, he should be able to advance to the Great Grandmaster level within one or two years!

Now, he has channeled all the Mysterious Factor into Qin Cheng, which is quite considerable for someone who has not yet Qi Gathering.

Although Qin Cheng, as the person involved, could not sense the Mysterious Factor, he found that his body's activity had increased, his metabolism had accelerated, and he was feeling more and more into practicing the Vajra Fist.

"Am I trying to Qi Gathering?!" He could hardly believe it. As he practiced, he looked down at his body and his hands, and he was almost trembling.

In fact, he himself was very close to that level. After arriving at the New Moon, he guarded the experimental field of Great Medicine. When someone gave him medicine, he tried his best to digest and absorb it, and the effect was very obvious.

However, the threshold of Qi Gathering always blocked his way; even though he was close enough, he couldn't cross it.

Now everything is different. Nourished by the Mysterious Factor, his flesh and blood are surging with vitality, and his Essence, Qi, and Spirit is soaring. He can feel it himself; he is about to break through the barrier.

Qin Cheng felt like crying. He had longed for this realm for a long time, but he had never been able to break through it. Now, however, it was within reach!

He's been blaming himself lately for spending too much of his family's money, only to be taken advantage of here and fleeced, losing three million New Star Coin without even getting a ripple.

The root cause is that his own conditions were not up to par, and he was never able to Qi Gathering, so he had no choice but to make offerings to that disgusting person.

"Old Wang, I feel like crying. I don't want to thank any gods or Buddhas, I just think you helped me through some unknown means!" Qin Cheng said, his eyes red, still quite perceptive.

Through Wang Xuan's various unusual behaviors, coupled with his strange experiences after arriving at the temple, he realized that his friend was very mysterious!

Those who practice Old Arts and are about to Qi Gathering naturally have far stronger intuition than ordinary people.

"Don't speak, don't disrupt your understanding!" Wang Xuan told him to calm down.

"I feel like... we're about to step inside. This momentum is unstoppable," Qin Cheng said, his eyes red and his voice trembling, almost on the verge of tears.

Wang Xuan said in a deep voice, "Don't break through that barrier. Experiencing this state for a while longer will be beneficial for breaking through later. Remember this feeling."

Qin Cheng nodded and did as he was told. An hour later, he asked in a low voice, "What if we miss the chance to break through?"

"There's no mistake. I'll take you straight to the temple tomorrow," Wang Xuan told him, telling him to let go of all his burdens and that nothing unexpected would happen.

Wang Xuan is willing to offer his full support to his friend Qin Cheng. If the Inner Scenery Realm were to open again someday, and Qin Cheng were by his side, Wang Xuan would be willing to take him along.

That night, Qin Cheng practiced the Vajra Fist continuously, immersing himself in a special kind of enlightenment. His flesh and blood were nourished by Mysterious Factor, and his accumulated strength became increasingly profound.

From having red eyes, to quietly wiping away tears, and finally letting go of the heavy burden in his heart, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the task, gradually rebuilding his confidence and strengthening a certain belief.

"Let's go back." An hour later, Wang Xuan called out to Qin Cheng, and they walked back together.

Even if it's as bright as day, it's time to go to sleep. According to the New Star's time, it's already night.

Fortunately, the room was completely dark, shutting out all Light Source, and Wang Xuan quickly fell asleep. Unless someone appeared to him in a dream, as a grandmaster, he rarely had dreams and would fall into the deepest state of sleep.

When Qin Cheng returned home, his eyes reddened again. He was a sentimental person, so he immediately wrote a letter to his parents, telling them that he would soon be able to go to New Star and would no longer need to pay tribute to certain people. He would pass the test based on his own merits.

The next day, Wang Xuan and Qin Cheng went to Dingwu Company's branch on the moon and met Li Kun, the greedy and insatiable department head, a middle-aged man with a forced smile.

Li Kun welcomed Wang Xuan's arrival, said a few polite words with a smile, and then left.

Soon after, Wang Xuan and Qin Cheng also left, heading to that Thousand-Year Ancient Taoist Temple.

Wang Xuan looked around again and again, feeling that this place was extremely unusual. The entire Daoist temple area was quiet and profound, with Mysterious Factor spreading and expanding, indicating that there must be an extremely powerful wonder within this ancient architectural complex.

"As expected of Thousand-Year Ancient Taoist Temple, I reckon there are Ascension Strange Item left behind by a patriarch-level figure." Wang Xuan frowned, pondering this.

The Mysterious Factor here wasn't very active; although it was pervasive and drifting towards him, it wasn't overly agitated.

"The spiritual energy remaining in these Ascension Strange Item seems extremely strong, but they are not very proactive. Is it because they are in a deep slumber, or is it because they are naturally indifferent?" Wang Xuan stood in front of the Daoist temple, as if facing a vast abyss, feeling that it was somewhat unfathomable.

He has already learned that this ancient Daoist temple is one of the Daoist Ancestral Court!

"Forget it, what if it really is Old Zhang's remaining spiritual energy dormant here? I'm afraid that if I release him, he might have a grudge against me and beat me up." He was actually a little guilty after calling for Old Zhang for so long.

Of course, this is not the main reason.

He decided to go to that ancient temple because he felt that since the other party talked about cause and effect, he should repay their favor this time.

"I once released the Ghost Monk, which was equivalent to saving one of your bodhisattvas. Then, I subdued demons for you, first destroying the white tiger, then fighting the Red-clothed Demon Immortal, and narrowly escaping death. All of this was because the bone fragments of the great demon suppressed deep within your Buddhist Underground Palace were scattered outside." Wang Xuan murmured, giving himself a pep talk before entering the ancient temple.

At this moment, he wasn't thinking of releasing anyone. Releasing a few more Bodhisattvas might cause big problems! He wanted to observe carefully first. As long as he stood here, the Mysterious Factor he received would be enough for Qin Cheng's needs.

After Wang Xuan led Qin Cheng into the Thousand-Year Ancient Temple, he immediately sensed something unusual: there was a significant increase in the amount of incense smoke near the Bodhisattvas enshrined in the hall.

The incense smoke curled and moved toward the Golden Body, the smoke slowly rising and spreading toward them, as if something was about to emerge.

A dense, Mysterious Factor appeared and moved toward Wang Xuan. These bodhisattvas... seemed a bit too enthusiastic!

Wang Xuan quickly led Qin Cheng out of the Bodhisattva Hall and into the courtyard. He stared blankly at the Large Bronze Furnace there. This was a bit strange. In broad daylight, under the clear sky, what were you Bodhisattvas trying to do?

"What's wrong with Old Wang?" Qin Cheng asked.

"It's alright, practice in the courtyard. Take a moment to settle down, and then break through that barrier," Wang Xuan said, adding, "Qi Gathering is just a small goal; you can improve significantly later!"

Soon after, an Old Monk from the temple accompanied a middle-aged man into the courtyard, intending to enter the Bodhisattva Hall.

Wang Xuan's expression changed; what a coincidence, running into Old Ling again.

Accompanied by the Old Monk, Ling Qiming walked straight over, ignoring Wang Xuan.

"That person looks familiar," Qin Cheng said suspiciously.

"Old Ling!" Wang Xuan told him directly.

Clearly, Ling Qiming had overheard something. His face twitched, but he held back and ignored the two of them, entering the Bodhisattva Hall directly.

After seeing Ling Qiming offer incense, the Old Monk said, "Today, the incense in the hall is burning brightly, and the smoke is swirling around the Bodhisattva. This is an auspicious sign, perhaps related to the offering of incense by a distinguished person."

Wang Xuan noticed that Old Ling seemed to accept it calmly and even nodded slightly. He immediately pulled Qin Cheng up and turned to leave.

Then, the Old Monk and Ling Qiming saw the smoke swirling around the Bodhisattva drifting out of the hall, seemingly pointing towards the backs of the two young men.

The Old Monk chanted a Buddhist prayer. Old Ling was surprised and felt uneasy. He promptly ran out of the Bodhisattva Hall, and after regaining his senses, he called out, "Wait a minute."