Golden Gourd
Chen Changming never expected that the ancient ruins that Master Yuanjue and Jiang Chenggu claimed to be were actually the ruins of the Black Buddha Sect.
During the battle between the Holy Mother Wusheng and Shangguan Xiong, he had heard Shangguan Xiong say that the Black Buddha Sect had been destroyed in the Great Qin more than three thousand years ago.
Chen Changming frowned slightly, a bad premonition rising in his heart. After many years, first the Holy Mother Wusheng received the inheritance, and then Master Yuanjue found the Black Buddha Sect Ruins. This shows that the Black Buddha Sect has recently shown obvious signs of revival.
Even though the Black Buddha Sect was wiped out, it seems they had already made arrangements for a backup plan.
They will preserve this tradition.
Given the right opportunity, the Black Buddha Sect Sect's legacy will be rediscovered.
Chen Changming looked at the Black Buddha, and the more he looked, the more horrified he felt. It seemed that the Black Buddha was not an inanimate object, but full of spirit, and was only sleeping now, and could wake up at any time.
Upon seeing the Black Buddha, Master Yuanjue's eyes flashed with joy. He strode over, knelt before the Black Buddha, clasped his hands together, and murmured to himself.
Jiang Chenggu also walked to the bottom of the Black Buddha, clasped his hands in a respectful gesture, and looked slightly solemn.
The other independent cultivators, who had no Buddhist beliefs, simply frowned and warily observed their surroundings, while also searching for fortuitous opportunity.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, how are you feeling?"
Song Xi turned around and asked telepathically.
Chen Changming transmitted his voice. "I have a bad feeling. This Black Buddha is a bit eerie..."
Song Xi seemed to be deep in thought. He also took two steps back and stood side by side with Chen Changming. Then he stared warily at the Black Buddha with a stiff and rigid expression, not daring to relax his guard in the slightest.
Seeing Song Xi being so cautious, Chen Changming felt quite embarrassed, as Song Xi was just as prudent as he was.
The chanting of Master Yuanjue echoed within the main hall, filling the empty and dark space with an indescribable sense of eeriness.
Chen Changming looked towards the Altar, his brow suddenly furrowing, as if he had made a discovery.
Around the Altar were some offerings, including three gourds that were half a meter tall. The gourds were golden in color and covered with mysterious cloud patterns, giving them a sense of weight and antiquity.
hiss.
Chen Changming gasped. The pattern on the golden gourd was exactly the same as the one he had seen in the <Medicine Sect Canon>.
"This... could it be an item from the Medicine Sect?"
He secretly guessed.
But how could items from the Medicine Sect appear within the Black Buddha Sect Sect's temple? Could it be that these two forces had some connection back then?
He became very curious about what was inside the golden gourd.
What kind of elixirs did the Medicine Sect refine?
It was actually placed before the Black Buddha as a sacrifice?
"Master Yuanjue, you've tricked us! What kind of fortuitous opportunity is this?"
A man at the tenth level of Foundation Establishment sneered with an unfriendly expression.
Master Yuanjue opened his eyes, stopped chanting Buddhist mantras, and said calmly, "Fellow Daoist Huang, you can search around; perhaps this Buddhist sect left behind some fortuitous opportunity."
"Snort!"
The man surnamed Huang looked displeased as he walked to the edge of the Altar. Looking at the pile of offerings, his gaze was suddenly drawn to three golden gourds, which he grabbed with a wave of his hand.
He opened the gourd stopper, scanned it with his Divine Sense, and a strange expression appeared on his face.
"Fellow Daoist Huang, what kind of miraculous elixirs are contained here?"
An elderly man came over and asked.
"I don't know what this is. There's a little left; the rest was drunk."
The man surnamed Huang placed the golden gourd into the old man's hand.
Then he grabbed the second Golden Gourd, opened it, and found that it contained the same thing: a dark red liquid with an indescribable fragrance.
Others also gathered around.
Someone opened the third gourd and found that it contained more of the dark red liquid, about a quarter of the original volume, while the other two gourds only contained about a fifth of the original volume.
Chen Changming was also interested in the Golden Gourd of the Medicine Sect, so he came over to learn more. He had never seen this red liquid before, but he believed that after reading the <Medicine Sect Canon>, he might be able to find the answer.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he naturally couldn't take out the <Medicine Sect Canon>, so he began to have his own ideas about the dark red liquid.
"Fellow Daoists, this dark red liquid might be a highly nourishing substance. How about we divide it among ourselves?"
Chen Changming stood in the crowd, held up the golden gourd and examined it for a moment, then smiled and made a suggestion to everyone.
Since none of the scattered cultivators from Yellow Sprout Mountain had gained any fortuitous opportunity within this black temple, they might as well treat the contents of the gourd as fortuitous opportunity and each take a share.
That way, he can study it when he gets back.
Let's see what exactly the Medicine Sect has refined for the Black Buddha Sect.
"That's excellent."
The man surnamed Huang nodded.
The gourd emitted a wonderfully fragrant aroma, very similar to the legendary elixir. Although I don't know what its functions are, I'll get my hands on it first.
"Distribute it, everyone gets a share."
An old man chuckled.
"Yes, yes..." everyone echoed.
No one knows whether this mysterious dark red liquid is poisonous. It's best to give each person a portion, so that if someone can't resist taking a sip, they can set a bad example for the others.
Seeing that everyone was also taking a slice of the dark red liquid from the Golden Gourd, Master Yuanjue and Jiang Chenggu's expressions changed. They exchanged a glance and made a decision in an instant.
Master Yuanjue held Black Buddha Beads, and suddenly beams of black light shot out, landing on the Black Buddha.
"Master Yuanjue, what are you doing?"
The man surnamed Huang was as alert as a taut bowstring. Witnessing Master Yuanjue's sudden and unusual behavior, an ominous premonition welled up in his heart, and he then burst out with a deafening roar, trying to awaken everyone's attention.
Startled by this sudden turn of events, the surrounding rogue cultivators scattered like frightened birds. They retreated to corners of the main hall, leaning against solid walls, their eyes fixed on Master Yuanjue's every move.
Tension and unease filled the air; everyone held their breath, preparing for any unforeseen event.
Master Yuanjue clasped his Yuanjue and smiled, "It's just an attempt to communicate with the Buddha; fellow practitioners, there's no need to worry."
The rogue cultivator from Yellow Sprout Mountain had a complicated expression.
Chen Changming, carrying the Golden Gourd, slowly retreated. He had realized that Master Yuanjue had turned hostile when he suggested dividing the dark red liquid inside the Golden Gourd.
The Buddha Bead in his hand are likely the treasure that powers the Black Buddha.
Just as he thought of this, the usually stiff and rigid Black Buddha suddenly broke into a strange smile. Then, his tightly closed eyes snapped open, revealing deep and empty pupils.
This sudden change seemed to freeze the surrounding air, filling it with an ominous premonition.
"Fellow Daoist Ning, let's retreat!"
Song Xi and Chen Changming retreated to the entrance of the main hall. Upon seeing the Black Buddha awaken, he let out a low shout and flew towards the front hall.
Chen Changming put the Golden Gourd into his Storage Ring.
Then he followed Song Xi.
Inside the main hall, other independent cultivators also filed out, riding their Flying Sword swords into the air, attempting to escape this ominous place.