At that moment, in the mourning hall, He Jiu also turned his attention to Master Fazheng, whom Meng Qi was impersonating, and asked him to perform a divination to determine who was involved.
Meng Qi also feared this was a test. Not daring to be careless, he smiled gently at He Jiu and formed a hand seal with calm composure.
He secretly visualized the Buddha image in his mind-"Throughout heaven and earth, Only I Am Supreme"-and quietly imitated it. Flecks of glazed radiance emerged faintly around him, their Buddhist light and meditative serenity creating a solemn, pure sanctuary. It seemed he would transform the place into a Pure Land before the Buddha, bringing waves of chanting that made everyone in the mourning hall nod. Master Fazheng truly was an eminent monk of his generation.
Madam Baihua and Yingning, however, widened their eyes in disbelief and alarm. Could the Poison Hand Demon Monarch actually imitate Buddhist arts with demonic techniques?
Or did Buddha and demon differ by only a single thought? What new path had he blazed from his original foundation?
Such was Xiao Meng-an eminent monk of great virtue!
He Jiu nodded lightly, his expression unchanged. It was impossible to tell whether his suspicions had entirely vanished.
Meng Qi maintained his solemn, compassionate expression and, drawing on the "causes of death and fruits of demise" he had just seen, employed Yuxu Divine Calculation!
Heaven's secrets unfolded as he traced cause and effect. Meng Qi immersed himself wholeheartedly, without the slightest unease or guilty hesitation.
Details emerged one by one, and a hazy result sprang into view. Meng Qi suddenly started, raised his head, and frowned slightly, his voice slipping out:
"Blue blood."
He remembered the Nine-Fingered Person who had bought the Life-Extending Elixir with an unformed Sea-Pacifying Pearl. The stump