The talented scholar in the city?
It's likely that someone used a sound transmission talisman, which is why the people in the city knew I had arrived.
"Let them in."
Su Mu thought about it and decided that it wouldn't hurt to meet him.
Upon hearing this, Yu Guyue turned around and went back to her room to meditate. The Taiyin was growing stronger, and the influence on her was increasing. Besides, she didn't particularly like the talented scholar.
Unlike the strange tales Su Mu read on Earth, the talented scholars and literati in the Immortal Cultivation Realm here generally don't associate with Demon Race.
The scholar's Righteous Qi would subconsciously create a sense of rejection in the Demon Race.
Although there are a few exceptions, they are not common. If two people do get together, it is basically true love.
Su Mu is different from these talented scholars. Scholars and talented scholars study the classics diligently from a young age, and from such an early age, they will be influenced by these Righteous Qi.
Although Su Mu wrote several pieces of calligraphy, he himself did not acquire Righteous Qi.
After receiving permission, the scholars entered one after another.
Upon seeing Su Mu Su Mu directly in front of him, he cupped his hands in greeting, "You must be the talented Su, right?"
"It is I. What brings you all here? Please sit down and speak," Su Mu said, gesturing for everyone to take their seats.
Upon seeing this, the talented scholars took their seats one by one.
After exchanging a glance, their expressions gradually turned serious. "My name is Liu Yuanfeng," the leading scholar introduced himself before continuing.
"How much does Su Caizi know about this Wasteland of Withered Bones?"
"I don't know much about it. Would you all like to tell me about it?"
Su Mu sat to the side, his expression becoming very serious.
As soon as I sat on the flying boat, all I could see was a vast expanse of Yin Baleful Qi, stretching like a boundless sea.
Su Mu felt that the fact that the seal had remained intact to this day was a miracle, given its scale.
The feeling is that the Three Gorges Dam contains the water of the entire Pacific Ocean, but the dam is blocking all that water.
It's unbelievable just thinking about it.
The group of scholars exchanged glances, their expressions grave. "Brother Su, have you noticed the Yin Baleful Qi accumulating in that Wasteland of Withered Bones?"
"I saw it."
Su Mu's eyes narrowed. He sensed something was wrong with the Yin Baleful Qi, and now these talented men seemed to want to discuss this matter with him as well.
"Brother Su must have seen that seal as well," Liu Yuanfeng continued, and seeing Su Mu nod, he didn't pause any longer.
"In reality, that seal is merely a temporary consolation. The Wasteland of Withered Bones harbors countless vengeful spirits; how could a single sealing cloud possibly hold them back? The reason it hasn't broken through, according to some powerful figures, is simply because once the Yin Baleful Qi leaks out, there won't be such a concentrated amount of Yin Baleful Qi left for the ghosts inside to cultivate."
Su Mu's expression changed upon hearing this. So it seemed his earlier feeling hadn't been wrong?
"So it's because once the Yin Baleful Qi leaks out, the things inside can no longer find such a suitable place to cultivate, so they simply choose to be bound inside?"
"That's right."
The talented scholars exchanged glances and smiled wryly.
When they first heard the news, they were completely unsettled; they thought it was absolutely fake and a lie.
However, after staying there for a while, they had to believe that it was true.
If the creature inside hadn't willingly been bound within, how could such a small seal possibly hold it back?
"But if that's the case, perhaps there's no need to worry too much?"
Once the seal is broken, the opponent will have no suitable place to cultivate. The Immortal Cultivation Realm is so vast that it can share and dilute so much Yin Baleful Qi.
The ghosts and monsters inside shouldn't have allowed this seal to be broken.
"The problem is, with the Moon Pursuing the Sun, the demons inside might go berserk, shaking the seal and breaking it."
Liu Yuanfeng said softly.
After listening carefully, Su Mu suddenly understood.
Even if those ghostly demons and monsters don't attack the seal, if they go berserk, with so many of them experiencing a surge in cultivation, they will stir up the surrounding Yin Baleful Qi Yin Baleful Qi, causing it to vibrate layer upon layer and eventually break through the seal.
If leaked, it could destroy countless human territories in an instant.
Su Mu felt a chill run down his spine at the thought. It seemed that the human race in this Immortal Cultivation Realm was really in a miserable state. The little place they had to live was only because others didn't want it.
The feeling of walking on thin ice is truly unpleasant.
"Do any of you have any brilliant strategies to deal with this?"
Su Mu thought for a moment and asked, "Since the other party has come looking for me, there can't be no way to deal with it, right?"
Just as Su Mu looked at these people with a glimmer of hope, he saw the talented scholars shaking their heads and smiling bitterly. "We don't have any brilliant ideas. We just heard that Brother Su can write six-inch calligraphy pieces with ease. We hope that Brother Su can join us in protecting the seal."
"Indeed, Brother Su possesses such talent. If we could join him in protecting the seal, we would surely have a greater chance of success."
Su Mu was taken aback upon hearing this. He had initially thought these people had some brilliant plan, but it turned out they just wanted his help to protect them.
That's not a problem. When the nest is overturned, no egg remains intact. Su Mu was very clear about this.
Moreover, behind him were the human race, and from the human race's perspective, they couldn't just stand by and watch Su Mu.
"Rest assured, everyone. Now that I'm here, I certainly won't stand idly by."
Su Mu immediately clasped his hands in a fist salute and said.
Liu Yuanfeng and the others immediately felt relieved, and managed a forced smile on their faces.
"However, Brother Su, there's no need to feel too much pressure. The main cultivators who will deal with this calamity are still those high monks and the princess. Right now, the Righteous Qi is being suppressed more and more severely, and we are just assisting them."
Su Mu nodded as he listened, but then a thought struck him when he heard the word "monk." "I've heard that monks use Buddhist teachings to strengthen the seal and dispel the Yin Baleful Qi?"
"Yes, those great monks received the supreme blessings of Buddhism, which enabled them to cope with this calamity."
The scholars nodded slightly, puzzled as to why Su Mu had suddenly asked about this.
What kind of Buddhist teaching is it?
Su Mu pressed for more information.
"It seems to be something like the True Scripture of Great Goodness and Profound Mystery, the True Scripture of the Great Buddha's Guarded Words, Heart Sutra of the Supreme Wondrous Dharma."
After a moment's thought, Liu Yuanfeng casually recited several Buddhist scriptures.
Upon hearing this, Su Mu quickly pressed on, "Brother Liu seems to know a great deal about Buddhist scriptures. Do you know if the Diamond Prajnaparamita Sutra Maha Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra are among them?"
Liu Yuanfeng's expression turned strange. "I've been here for a long time, and the monks chant every day. I've heard it so much that I naturally understand it. I'm not afraid of Brother Su laughing at me, but I can now recite these scriptures almost perfectly."
As for the scriptures Brother Su mentioned, I have never heard of them before; perhaps those senior monks have never recited them.
Never heard of it? Does that mean it exists or not?
Go out and ask those monks. If they don't have any, then bring them all the Prajna Section, Lotus Sutra Section, Avatamsaka Section, Nirvana Section, and so on from the Buddhist scriptures on Earth.
Let's pit these Buddhist scriptures against the Wasteland of Withered Bones here and see who is more powerful.
"No."
Just as Su Mu was pondering whether he should go out and ask the monks immediately, Lin Hongbin suddenly spoke up.
Upon hearing this, Su Mu subconsciously turned around, somewhat puzzled, "What?"
The Buddhist scriptures do not contain the passages mentioned by Mr. Su.
Lin Hongbin explained, "I am well-read, though not very knowledgeable about Buddhist scriptures, I do know some general outlines, and the passage Mr. Su mentioned is not found in them."
It's practically a mobile library.
Su Mu nodded to Lin Hongbin, then looked at Liu Yuanfeng and the others, "I'd like to prepare how to deal with this calamity, everyone."
"We need to go back and make some preparations, so I won't nag any longer."
The people present were quite sensible and all stood up, clasped their hands in greeting, and prepared to leave.
Just as they were about to leave, Liu Yuanfeng asked, somewhat puzzled, "Brother Su, since you've come here, why don't you change into scholar's robes and wear a 'Four Directions Pacifying' cap? That would at least give you a touch of Righteous Qi."
"I am not a member of the academy, so wearing these things will be of no use to me."
Su Mu honestly replied that while the "Four Directions Pacifying Turban" and similar titles could bestow upon one Righteous Qi, it required one to be a student of the academy who had diligently studied the classics since childhood.
It's not something that will work for just anyone.
Upon hearing this, Liu Yuanfeng and the others were startled, then became somewhat numb.
The other person isn't from the academy, yet they're far more talented than them? Is this person really that monstrous?
The group of scholars left, somewhat dejected.
Su Mu immediately returned to his room, saying, "I need to meditate for a while; please do not disturb me."
Some of the words and phrases in Buddhist scriptures are very obscure and difficult to understand to outsiders. If Su Mu wanted to copy them down, it would take him at least a lot of time.
Upon hearing this, Lin Hongbin immediately nodded in agreement, indicating that he would fulfill his duty as a protector.
"Hehe, this is truly a stroke of luck for me! The Moon Pursuing the Sun, and the human race here is currently weak. How can we survive this calamity? Once the human race is wiped out, my grand plan will succeed!"
The Ancestor Wuwang, hiding deep within the Wasteland of Withered Bones, sensed the frenzied surge of Yin Baleful Qi around him, which appeared extremely restless. He smiled with satisfaction.
Countless demons and monsters, who are cultivating here, are now gradually going mad.
Normally, these guys wouldn't attack the seal, but things might be different now.
With just a little encouragement, how could that tiny seal possibly stop it?
The Ancestor Wuwang, but he hid himself even more deeply at this moment. The closer it got to the crucial moment, the more careful he had to be and the less he could expose himself.
Even now that the seal is about to break, he cannot get excited.
Go!
The Ancestor Wuwang raised his head and glanced at it, then began to murmur something. Upon hearing this, the surrounding ghosts and demons immediately moved towards the seal as if bewitched.
Golden light continuously emerged from the seal.
Normally, this seal would not appear; it would only manifest when something attempts to break through it.
Instantly, scholars, monks, and cultivators from the city leaped out of the city walls, their expressions somewhat solemn.
How many times has this happened today?
A monk dressed in monastic robes made the Arhat mudra.
"This is the eighth time, right? That's double the number from yesterday."
A cultivator nearby chimed in, his brow furrowing, "I sense something is amiss; it seems as if some ghost is lurking within."
Upon hearing this, the others all frowned, sensing that something was amiss.
The next moment, a ball of pale green flame slammed directly into the golden seal, instantly creating ripples.
"Is it really a ghost? Form ranks immediately!"
Upon seeing this, a cultivator exclaimed in surprise, then hurriedly flew to the seal, his expression solemn.
"What's with these ghosts? Why are they suddenly breaking the formation?"
The defending cultivators frowned, their expressions a mixture of seriousness and confusion.
These ghosts never used to try to break the formation, so why are they starting to do so now at this time?
The monks nearby didn't have time to say anything and quickly sat down to chant Buddhist scriptures.
Golden inscriptions flew out from the monk's body and then disappeared into the seal in front of him, continuously strengthening the seal's power.
But the next moment, figures began to slowly emerge from the Wasteland of Withered Bones.
It consists of only a skeleton, with grayish-white flames rising from its skull, or perhaps just Root Bone club; or it has no body, yet its form is invisible but can stir up waves of energy.
There were even some Demon Race skeletons, ghosts and demons whose ethereal forms had solidified into reality, among them.
Upon seeing this, the cultivators who had been watching immediately took a step back.
Are these guys crazy?! Are they really going to break this seal?
The monks, sitting cross-legged and chanting scriptures, began to sweat, feeling an inexplicable pressure.
call out!
With a sudden, urgent sound, the eldest princess arrived gracefully. Seeing the shadowy figure ahead, her face instantly turned extremely ugly.
What's going on with this Wasteland of Withered Bones? If there are any ghosts running rampant, shouldn't it be during the time when the Moon Pursuing the Sun? The time hasn't come yet, so why is it happening?
"Prepare for war!"
The eldest princess took a deep breath and then spoke sternly.
Although it's unclear why the ghosts inside suddenly seemed to be trying to break the formation, we absolutely cannot let them succeed!
Upon hearing this, the surrounding cultivators immediately responded in unison and then took out their respective Law Treasure.
The matter has come to this point, there's no need for further words, let's fight!
The ghosts and demons in the Wasteland of Withered Bones remained silent, their demonic magic striking the seal directly, causing it to ripple and swell, as if it were about to break at any moment.
At this moment, the monks below began chanting scriptures with increasing urgency.
At this moment, the scholars took out their calligraphy, and with a surge of Righteous Qi, it transformed into a white longsword, which they used to kill the ghosts inside.
These longswords also follow a certain pattern; if it is a five-inch inkstone, it is a five-inch longsword, and its power is even greater.
If it's three inches, then the longsword will only be three inches long.
With a swing of the white longsword, countless ghosts with extremely low cultivation levels were instantly killed. However, before these longswords could roam freely for long, a ball of pale green yin fire flew out, suddenly expanded, and then directly swallowed up these longswords.
The calligraphy in front of the scholars began to yellow, and then gradually turned to ashes.