Incomplete Cultivation Methods

"So that's how it is! Makes sense! Then how did you get your Buddhist cultivation method?"

"You know about that too!" Zhang Xiaofan jerked his head around in shock to look at Luo Yunji. "Right! Little junior brother, your cultivation is so amazing, of course you'd know!"

"It's obvious! The fluctuations when a Buddhist cultivation method is practiced are really special."

"You... you've seen me practicing!"

"Yeah! Sometimes I get woken up because I have to pee, and when I get up, I see you cultivating there!"

Zhang Xiaofan lowered his head in dejection. True. They were together every day; how could anything he did be hidden?

"If Master finds out, he'll definitely drive me down the mountain. Maybe he'll even cripple my cultivation. He might even..." Zhang Xiaofan was terrified just thinking of that result. It was not that he could not bear to part with his meager cultivation, but that he could not bear to part with the people on Big Bamboo Peak.

"It's fine! Just change the cultivation method and that'll do. Besides, that Buddhist cultivation method of yours is incomplete. Even if you practice it, you won't achieve much." Luo Yunji curled his lip indifferently, his face full of disdain.

"Incomplete? That can't be!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Luo Yunji in surprise.

"It's true! Even our Taiji Mystic Purity Dao is incomplete! Have you ever heard of a cultivation method where, after practicing to the later stages, there are actually no formulas left, and you have to rely entirely on yourself to comprehend it? Isn't that way too perfunctory? If everyone's personal comprehension is different, then it wouldn't be strange at all if someone comprehended some evil art or demonic technique or whatever!" Luo Yunji lay sprawled on the bed without a care, reaching out to tug and play with Zhang Xiaofan's hair as he sat on the floor.

"That can't be!" After hearing his little junior brother's words, Zhang Xiaofan felt as if his entire worldview was about to snap.

"You don't believe me? I'll show you!" As he spoke, a layer of gray light appeared around Luo Yunji.

"Th-this... is this an evil art? Or a demonic technique?" Zhang Xiaofan's mouth fell open in astonishment.

"It should count as an evil art, I guess! Demonic techniques are even darker. The color should be black or blood-red or something." Luo Yunji withdrew the cultivation method and answered somewhat uncertainly.

There were so many books in his sea of consciousness; it was not as if he remembered them all clearly.

"Can you still change this back into our Taiji Mystic Purity Dao?" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Luo Yunji worriedly and asked.

"Of course I can! This is the Taiji Mystic Purity Dao! It's just that the comprehension is different, so the effect displayed is different too! It's really simple! Why don't I teach you!" Luo Yunji braided a lock of hair on the top of Zhang Xiaofan's head into a crooked little pigtail.

"Better not!" Zhang Xiaofan shook his head.

Luo Yunji did not force him. "Then recite that cultivation method to me, and I'll help you change it."

"This... I promised that person I wouldn't tell anyone. Even if I die, I can't say it!" Zhang Xiaofan looked awkwardly at Luo Yunji, who was lying on the bed.

"Then I'll just go into your sea of consciousness and look?!" Luo Yunji sat up and stared at Zhang Xiaofan's head.

He had never been to someone else's sea of consciousness before. Just thinking about it made him a little excited!

"That... that's possible too?" Zhang Xiaofan was stunned. If that was the case, then as long as his little junior brother wanted to, wouldn't there be nothing that could be hidden from him?

"Yeah! Didn't Master and Sect Leader Martial Uncle also enter my sea of consciousness!"

"Well, I..."

"If Master discovers it, you might be expelled from the sect, you know! Or you might even be killed on the spot, you know!" Luo Yunji looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a solemn face. Seeing that his words had frightened him, he wore an expression of having gotten his way.

These were the words Zhang Xiaofan had just told him.

After hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan swallowed. "I..."

"It's also possible that people from other sects will come and snatch you away, then torture you brutally and use all kinds of methods until you tell them the cultivation method."

"I..."

"Maybe when you can't hold out anymore and tell them the cultivation method, they'll still kill you, or just cripple you, or maybe simply keep you alive and use you to verify whether the cultivation method works or something..." the little fatty continued to bluff.

"I mean... I, I'll tell you!" Zhang Xiaofan's back broke out in cold sweat from all of Luo Yunji's "maybes." And thinking about it, back then, he had only promised "Master" that he would "absolutely not tell anyone about this"!

If his little junior brother discovered it on his own! And his little junior brother had a way to know without Zhang Xiaofan telling him. Then that should not count as breaking his oath! Probably...

After Zhang Xiaofan recited the Great Brahma Prajna once, Luo Yunji had an expression of just as expected.

"What's wrong?" Seeing Luo Yunji's expression, Zhang Xiaofan clutched the edge of the bed and looked at him uneasily.

"This cultivation method really is incomplete. This cultivation method was probably comprehended by some monk after looking at a cultivation method that was already incomplete. A cultivation method that was incomplete to begin with—even if he comprehended it deeply, the method he comprehended still wouldn't be complete." Luo Yunji curled his lip and said.

"This... probably isn't the case!" From what he had come to understand these past days of his little junior brother's monstrous talent, Zhang Xiaofan had already completely believed him subconsciously. He just could not get past the hurdle in his own heart.

"It's fine. Anyway, our Taiji Mystic Purity Dao isn't complete either." Luo Yunji curled his lip indifferently. After sensing the cultivation formulas he had heard, the expression on Luo Yunji's face became a little strange.

"Wh-what's wrong?" Zhang Xiaofan nervously climbed onto the bed and looked at Luo Yunji in panic. "If there's no way, then forget it! Your injuries only just healed!"

"Seventh senior brother! You practiced two cultivation methods at the same time. Didn't you notice anything strange?" Luo Yunji stared at Zhang Xiaofan with a strange expression and asked.

"Something strange? Do you mean the fact that these two cultivation methods are completely opposite in how they're practiced?" Zhang Xiaofan looked uncertainly at Luo Yunji, whose face was strange at this moment.

"That's a small matter. Don't you feel that the spiritual power you cultivated is very special?" Luo Yunji looked Zhang Xiaofan up and down with a strange expression. His gaze made Zhang Xiaofan very uncomfortable, and the bad thoughts in his heart could no longer be suppressed, surging out violently.

"What... what's special about it?" Zhang Xiaofan asked curiously.

"Why do I feel like this cultivation method and our Azure Clouds' Taiji Mystic Purity Dao come from the same root!"

"What!!!" Zhang Xiaofan was once again shocked speechless, his eyes wide and mouth agape.

"Ai! Little senior brother, do you think that maybe, at the very beginning, our Azure Clouds' founding master and the founding master of the person who passed this cultivation method to you obtained the same cultivation method! It's just that each of them obtained different chapters!" Luo Yunji boldly guessed!

"I... I don't know!" At this point, how could anyone still count on Zhang Xiaofan, this honest child, to give any constructive answer?

"Looks like we might be able to complete our Taiji Mystic Purity Dao a bit!" Luo Yunji scratched his cheek, his face full of excitement.

"L-little junior brother! You... don't do anything reckless!" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Luo Yunji nervously. "How about... how about we sleep first!" Zhang Xiaofan could only hope to make this monstrous little junior brother sleep first, praying that after he woke up, he would completely forget this terrifying thought.

"Oh! True! It's very late. Fine, sleep!" As he spoke, he gave a "yawn" and lay down, kneading the blanket into a ball and hugging it in his arms.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaofan was already used to it. He spread out his own blanket and covered the two of them. Seeing his little junior brother close his eyes, he let out a breath of relief.

"I hope when little junior brother wakes up tomorrow, he won't have such terrifying ideas anymore!" Zhang Xiaofan prayed and hoped in his heart.