Gu Zhen pondered briefly, then stretched out his hand and took a jade-green pearl from within his monk's robe. The pearl was like a crystalline droplet of water, exactly the same color as the Yingluo.
Gu Zhen opened his mouth and held the jade-green pearl inside. Then he reached out again and took a glittering golden scepter staff from his Cosmic Bag! This scepter staff differed from Xiao Hua's Nine Dragon Scepter Staff. It was as thick as the mouth of a bowl, its shaft smooth and without any dragon patterns. At its tip was a protrusion the size of a cucumber, remarkably similar to a Demon Subduing Pestle.
"Amitabha..." Gu Zhen proclaimed a Buddhist invocation, Buddha light flickering around his body. The Buddha statue golden body appeared once more. As the Buddha light flowed ceaselessly over the outside of Gu Zhen's skin like Dragon Snake, his golden body forcibly grew to more than thirty zhang tall.
Gu Zhen was overjoyed. He knew that, with the Heavenly Dragon's aid, his cultivation had fully recovered. He immediately began chanting the Buddhist scripture obtained from the jade-green pearl, tossing the scepter staff from his hand as both hands began forming seals. Gu Zhen's hands were extremely stiff. The Buddha light, like mercury, gathered in an orderly yet arduous manner toward the Buddhist seal he was forming. Gu Zhen had long since been a prospective Lotus Buddha disciple. Over this lifetime, he did not know how many Buddhist seals he had formed with his hands, yet never had he felt seal-forming to be as difficult as it was today. Every movement caused the Buddha light to flow once, and every inch it flowed felt as though something was being drawn out of him. Karmic obstacles? Merit? Or something else? Gu Zhen did not