"You know the Meditation Method?"
Inspector Xiao found it somewhat unbelievable.
Mo Hua was a little surprised. He had only mentioned it casually, yet he had not expected Inspector Xiao, who always wore a fake smile, to react so strongly, even losing his composure somewhat.
He recalled some of the secrets of the Meditation Technique that his master had told him back then, and understood a little more.
The Meditation Technique was an exceedingly obscure method.
Few learned it, few used it, few cultivated it, and even fewer could cultivate it to a certain level.
And throughout a long life of cultivation, amid the mortal world's tangled debts of gratitude and resentment, love and hatred, and every kind of desire, there were likely scarcely any cultivators who could still preserve their state of mind and persist in cultivating the Meditation Technique.
Even his master had said that as he grew older and gained more experience, his heart had gathered stains, and his level of meditation had already declined greatly from before.
Then naturally, there could not be much of this Meditation Technique's inheritance.
Ordinary cultivators cultivated the body but not the temperament, Lingli but not the Dao Heart. Naturally, they would not bother learning some Meditation Technique.
But cultivators like Water Yama and Inspector Xiao were different.
They cultivated Killing Intent, and cultivated it through the methods of the evil path.
That being the case, whenever their minds became unsettled, they could easily suffer a backlash from the Killing Intent.
Fire Buddha was probably the same.
He clearly slaughtered people like cutting hemp, yet put on airs and cultivated Buddhist teachings. It was all to cultivate his temperament and suppress his Killing Intent.
Thus, methods of "meditation" were of paramount importance to them.
Of course, Mo Hua felt that with