Golden Light Divine Mantra

Lin Le glanced at the sky, then sat cross-legged and entered meditation. He felt that today, he could directly enter the Fourth Zen.

Dark clouds blanketed the sky, thunder rumbled, and suddenly silver serpents danced wildly as thunderfire descended upon the world.

Lin Le jolted awake, his face pale for several breaths.

Once the color returned to his face, Lin Le could not help baring his teeth. "No wonder all those at the Heavenly Gate have to cultivate the Yellow Court or Spirit Terrace alongside it. Without essence and Qi to support it, no one could endure a cultivation method where every attempt at cultivating Vital Energy meant a loss."

Thunderfire tempered the soul—it truly was thunderfire tempering the soul. One careless mistake, and there really was a risk of one's soul flying away and scattering.

And this was his own thunderfire, somewhat controllable. If it were the natural thunderfire of heaven and earth...

Lin Le could not help looking up at the sky. That really would be placing oneself in death before seeking life.

Fortunately, after the Fourth Zen, every round of cultivation brought considerable benefits.

Lin Le touched the spot between his brows. After another thirty or forty times—no, probably around ten—he would be able to open the Numinous Palace.

Using the Inner Vision Divine Ability to inspect his inner landscape, Lin Le used today's Concentrated Divine Dew and immediately felt his soul become utterly clear and transparent.

One day's effort could rival several of his usual days.

Lin Le sensed his sea of Qi. It seemed about to overflow; if not tomorrow, then the day after.

After casually tidying up the room, Lin Le did not fuss over it and lay directly on that broken wooden bed to sleep.

Yet as the bright moon moved westward, Lin Le suddenly opened his eyes and shouted angrily, "Who's there?!"

The moment he opened his eyes, Lin Le saw a white figure pouncing toward him.

Lin Le was startled, thinking that huge White Snake had come to eat him. But when he looked closely, it was actually a savage-faced woman—no, a female ghost!

Watching the woman drift directly toward him, Lin Le knew he had encountered a ghost.

His blood Qi surged as Lin Le struck out with his palm.

Blood Qi burst from his body and slammed into the female ghost.

"Ah!" The female ghost cried out in pain. She had not expected Lin Le to possess the ability to project his blood Qi beyond his body, completely unlike the martial masters she had encountered before.

Sensing trouble, she wanted to flee immediately.

But how could Lin Le let her go? He rather missed Earthly Dao merit.

With a leap, Lin Le moved even faster than the female ghost and blocked her path. Then, with blood Qi coating his hand, he seized the female ghost by the throat.

"I ask, you answer. Answer honestly, or I'll destroy you immediately and make sure you can't be reincarnated!" Lin Le said coldly.

Yet the female ghost before him seemed like a mindless beast, struggling desperately without any intention of answering Lin Le.

No intelligence? Lin Le frowned and began chanting the Sutra for Rebirth.

After he chanted it once, the female ghost suddenly exploded into a cloud of mist, about to disperse.

But Lin Le inhaled through his nose and mouth, drawing all the mist into his body.

It was not something Lin Le had done deliberately, but instinctively.

Lin Le used the Inner Vision Divine Ability to examine his inner landscape. His Earthly Dao merit had increased by two points, and a drop of gray liquid had appeared on the lotus leaf where the Concentrated Divine Dew rested.

Soul Strengthening Dew, refined from soul power.

Choosing to use the Soul Strengthening Dew, Lin Le did not feel his mind clear. Instead, he felt somewhat dazed and bloated, as if something had been stuffed inside his head.

However, the sensation soon faded, like food being digested after one had eaten one's fill.

"I wonder what it's for?" Lin Le shook his head. He did not dwell on it, instead noticing something else: the Sutra for Rebirth truly worked.

"If the Sutra for Rebirth from my previous life works, could the others work too?" Lin Le carefully recalled them and silently recited an incantation.

"Mysterious ancestor of heaven and earth, root of all Qi. Cultivated through countless eons, proving my divine abilities. Let golden light swiftly appear, covering and protecting the True Person. Urgently, urgently, by the decree of the law."

Yet no strange phenomenon occurred, nor did Lin Le feel any Yang Qi or blood Qi draining from his body.

It did not work? Lin Le frowned and recited it again, this time aloud normally.

It still did not work.

Was it because the time was wrong? Lin Le glanced at the sky.

What he had just recited was the Golden Light Divine Mantra. It was both a dharmic incantation and a cultivation method. To begin practicing it, one generally had to meditate and silently recite it at the Hour of the Rabbit in the early morning, continuing for twenty-one days.

He tried another divine incantation instead. Lin Le chanted, "Dan Zhu, god of the mouth, expel filth and remove foul vapors. Zheng Lun, god of the tongue, open life and nourish the spirit. Luo Qianchi, god of the teeth, repel evil and guard the true. Huben, god of the throat, let Qi draw forth nectar. Danyuan, god of the heart, make me comprehend the true. God of thought, refine the liquid; may Dao Qi forever endure. Urgently, urgently, by the decree of the law."

Once he finished chanting, Lin Le immediately felt his mouth and teeth become fresh, while divine nectar welled up within him.

It worked!

That made Lin Le look forward to the effects of the Golden Light Divine Mantra.

Lin Le glanced at the sky, sat cross-legged in meditation, and waited for the Hour of the Rabbit to arrive.

When the first ray of morning sunlight shone upon the earth, Lin Le visualized golden light and silently recited the Golden Light Divine Mantra.

After chanting it seven times seven, forty-nine times in total, Lin Le felt a divine light appear within his body.

He opened his eyes and looked at his finger. A point of golden light gleamed at its tip.

It worked just like that?

Lin Le was astonished. He drew the golden light back into his body.

Carefully sensing the changes within himself, he found the golden light resting in his sea of Qi. The feeling that it might overflow at any moment gradually vanished, replaced by a sense of solidity.

Qi liquefaction!

Enlightenment rose in Lin Le's heart. With a thought, all the top-grade Yin Qi accumulated on the lotus leaf fell into his body.

Since he had achieved Qi liquefaction ahead of time, there was no reason to keep this Yin Qi.

The Qi Gathering Art circulated. Surging Yang Qi swallowed the Yin Qi, and even though the top-grade Yin Qi was like a stubborn rock, it could not withstand the endless barrage of Yang Qi.

Yin and Yang blended together, water and fire aided one another. Lin Le felt the solidity within his Dantian grow a few degrees stronger.

It was not until the Hour of the Dragon that Lin Le had fully digested all the Yin Qi.

He stood, stretched lazily, and left with his spear in hand.

After glancing around, Lin Le sat down at a breakfast stall. "Bring me ten baskets of buns."

As he spoke, he slapped a small silver ingot onto the table.

The breakfast stall owner said uneasily, "Young hero, I only have two baskets of buns left."

Lin Le currently looked like a robust man standing six feet tall. Combined with the Killing Intent around him, anyone who saw him would think he was not someone to be trifled with.

It was perfectly normal for the breakfast stall owner to feel uneasy. He was afraid Lin Le would smash up his little shop if he was displeased.

"Two baskets will do." Lin Le waved a hand. "Bring me whatever else you have. If there's not enough, buy some from the other breakfast stalls."

"Alright." The breakfast stall owner took the small silver ingot, then brought Lin Le a basket of buns. "Young hero, please eat first. Once you finish, I'll bring the other basket."

"Mhm." Lin Le nodded. Ignoring the heat, he grabbed a bun and stuffed it into his mouth.

Saying his body was immune to fire would be an exaggeration, but boiling water at a hundred degrees likely could not even scald his skin, much less these buns.

Before long, large bowls had piled up high beside Lin Le.

A burly man walked over to Lin Le and cupped his fists. "Little brother, what an appetite. May I ask whose distinguished disciple you are?"

"I have no sect or school." Lin Le tipped a bowl of wontons directly into his mouth and swallowed them clean in a few gulps. He glanced at the burly man. "Say what you came to say. Don't disturb me while I'm eating."

"You look like a straightforward man, little brother," the burly man said. "Then I'll be direct. The town has recently been organizing a Demon Slaying Squad. You clearly possess great skill. Would you be willing to uphold the strong and aid the weak, slay demons and eliminate evil?"