In the afternoon, Qin Shou imparted the Immortal Scripture to the Holy Buddha's son.
“Amitabha Buddha, may I ask why you only transmitted two scriptures to me? Uncle-Master Puxian said three.” The Holy Buddha asked.
Qin Shou replied, "You made my little chubby cry, so one lesson is deducted. I'll teach you the third lesson after you've made him happy again."
"Amitabha Buddha, Master Puxian also said that the benefactor has three cups of enlightenment wine to offer..."
"Yes, the ready-made wine has all been drunk; the rest will take two years to mature."
"Amitabha Buddha, well said, well said. Then this humble monk will trouble you here for a little while longer."
Without waiting for Qin Shou's response, the Holy Buddha Child strolled leisurely in the courtyard, observing the various sights on the mountain, the spiritual fields and precious trees...
"This place is rich in spiritual energy, permeated with chaotic energy, and flows with Daoist principles; it is truly an excellent place for cultivation."
The Holy Buddha exclaimed in admiration, "The spiritual energy and Taoist charm of this place are even better than those of Foshan."
Qin Shou ignored him and instead looked at Nanning Immortal Phoenix, saying, "This Immortal Technique is a top-tier immortal technique in this world. You should also try to cultivate it."
With that, Qin Shou passed on the first four chapters of the "Undying Scripture" to Nanning Xianhuang.
"Thank you...senior."
Nanning Xianhuang nodded.
She couldn't fathom the true strength of Qin Shou, but the fact that this person was the "reincarnation" of her ancestor's master was enough for her to address him as "senior."
If Nanning Xianhuang knew that the person in front of her was actually younger than herself, I wonder what she would think.
"Um. "
Just as Qin Shou nodded, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from the bamboo forest in the distance.
"Roar~" Da Bao roared.
Thump thump thump—
Countless golden lights filled the air, and a Buddha image suddenly appeared. It was then struck several times by a pair of chubby little fists, like the booming of a giant bell or the explosion of thunder. With a few crackling sounds, the golden Buddha image immediately collapsed.
"Pfft~"
A bright, bald head flew out of the bamboo forest and crashed into the courtyard. After a few tumbles, it rolled to Qin Shou's feet, still coughing up blood.
The monk's blood was golden.
"Hiss~, what is this?!"
The usually solemn-looking monk suddenly broke his voice.
"What kind of demonic beast is this, that it could break my Prajna Golden Body?!"
The Holy Buddha was still in a state of shock.
It should be noted that the Prajna Golden Body of Buddhism is the hardest Buddhist body besides the legendary "sixteen-foot golden body". With his current perfect Void Realm cultivation, even a cultivator at the Integration Realm might not be able to break it so easily.
"Hmph hmph~"
Just as the Holy Buddha was sighing, a chubby black and white ball of flesh wriggled its big butt and ran out of the bamboo forest, tugging at Qin Beast's thigh and whimpering with a wronged expression.
"Hmph hmph~" This bald guy wants to steal the baby's bamboo!
Da Bao raised his short, stubby little finger and pointed at the Holy Buddha.
Amitabha Buddha.
Saint Buddha blinked, trying his best to search his mind for the origin of this "black and white" monster, but ultimately came up with nothing.
"May I ask, benefactor, what kind of strange beast is this?"
When the Holy Buddha asked, golden lotuses bloomed in the Buddha's eyes. Without waiting for Qin Beast's response, the Buddha nodded knowingly.
"So that's how it is. Chaos is originally formless, yet it can give rise to myriad forms, and these myriad forms manifest in countless ways... But..." The Holy Buddha patted Da Bao's head with a large hand, chuckling leisurely, "This chaotic beast you've raised is truly adorable!"
"Blink, blink~"
Da Bao looked at the bald man touching his head, blinked his little eyes in a daze, then stretched out his little paw, wiggled his bottom and jumped up, and with a slap, unexpectedly slapped the bald head.
There was also a clear little paw print on it.
Buzz—
The Holy Buddha immediately felt a deafening roar in his ears, as if ripples were spreading violently in his sea of consciousness, and then with a "bang," they transformed into a monstrous wave that exploded in his sea of consciousness.
Bang--
After a brief moment of stillness, the Holy Buddha's body fell straight back onto the ground.
"..." Qin Shou blinked and looked at Da Bao, "Da Bao, why did you hit him again?"
"Hmph hmph hmph~, hmph hmph hmph~" It pats the baby's head, it pats the baby's head, except for Yi Cheng, no one else is allowed to pat the baby's head.
Da Bao immediately got angry and started gesturing rapidly with his little paws.
"Alright, alright, don't be angry anymore. Go back and keep munching on your bamboo."
"Hmph hmph~" I'm not going, baby isn't going, this bald guy is patting baby's head.
Da Bao continued to protest.
"Go ahead, go ahead."
Qin Shou pushed the fat ball into the bamboo forest.
"Hmph~~~" It patted the baby's head, it patted the baby's head.....
Da Bao stuck his butt out and refused to leave.
Judging from her expression, she still wanted to give that bald guy a few more whacks.
Left with no other choice, Qin Shou had to resort to his ultimate weapon—a bag of Panda brand biscuits.
"Hmph—!!!"
Da Bao immediately took off happily, carrying the biscuits and rushing into the bamboo forest.
"La la la..., I'm my older sister's little darling..."
Just then, Little Fatty came bounding back from the back of the mountain.
She wore a colorful little flower wreath on her head and another one on her stomach, which her older sister had just knitted for her on the back hill. Black Rabbit also had one on his head, and Da Mei said she would knit one for his stomach next time.
"Hey? Black Rabbit, did you see what Da Bao was holding just now?"
"Squeak—it's a cookie! It's a cookie!"
"Hmph, Da Bao's trying to eat alone again. Come on, Black Rabbit, let's go to Da Bao's house and ask for some cookies..."
"Squeak, squeak, let's go..."
Little Fatty and Black Rabbit rushed into the bamboo forest. After a heated argument, Little Fatty finally traded the little flower wreath on his belly for three cookies.
"Hmph hmph~"
Da Bao lay on the edge of the pool, wearing a small flower wreath on his head, happily wiggling his bottom and looking at himself.
Amitabha Buddha.
A quarter of an hour later, the holy Buddha slowly awoke, sat cross-legged on the ground, and repeatedly chanted mantras to calm his mind.
In the end, all that remained was a sigh of regret.
"Ah~, what a tragedy~"
"This humble monk only wishes to cut a bamboo pole and weave a meditation cushion to sit on."
"Amitabha Buddha, Amitabha Buddha..."
Qin Shou didn't try to comfort the monk; he just said that's how this mountain is, and he'd get used to it.
"Hmm... The divine light is clear today, I can try refining a seventh-grade profound pill for fun."
With that thought in mind, Qin Shou carried a bamboo basket and went to the Spirit Garden in the back mountain to pick medicinal herbs.
For the next few days, Qin Shou would just watch the monk squatting by the spirit pool in a daze, assuming he was comprehending the Dao and ignoring him.
"Sister, that silly monk squats at our door every day, what is he looking at?"
Under the moonlight, the pond water was crystal clear, and wisps of Daoist charm hung down from the Enlightenment Lotus. In a seven-colored bubble floating below the lotus, Little Fatty was blowing bubbles listlessly.
"I don't know, little sister. You should hurry up and cultivate. Master said that time is money and shouldn't be wasted."
"But sister, even though you cultivate every day, your cultivation level isn't as high as mine!"
Little Fatty blinked his adorable big eyes and said.
“............”
Da Mei was immediately speechless, pouting with a hint of grievance. At that moment, she felt like her sister was a complete stranger.
The only consolation was that she knew her sister was genuinely foolish, and not saying it on purpose.
"Then go to sleep, little sister."
"Okay, sister."
Snore~ Snore~. o○
"Hehehe, what interesting koi fish!"
The Holy Buddha smiled leisurely as he looked at the two small koi in the pond. Then he clasped his hands together, and his whole body was bathed in Buddhist light, making him look like a great sun in the dark night.
However, this sun was not scorching hot; instead, it felt like a gentle spring breeze.
"Amitabha Buddha, our meeting is fate. This humble monk will bestow upon you two little spirits a great destiny."
As he spoke, a golden, shimmering crystal bead slowly emerged from between the Buddha's eyebrows, hovering above his head and cascading down beams of light.
Bathed in the Buddha's light, the two small koi carp were surrounded by a golden glow.
Da Mei opened her eyes and saw this strange scene, while Xiao Pang was still fast asleep, completely unaware of what was happening.
"What is this for?"
Inside the house, Qin Shou was reading a book, his gaze fixed on the scene in the courtyard through the porthole.
"This monk is extraordinary; he has actually cultivated relics of the Buddha!"
Normally, only a saintly Buddha who has attained a certain level of enlightenment in Buddhism and reached the perfect state of union with the Buddha has a chance of cultivating such a radiant Buddha-nature relic.
Moreover, I observed that this monk's relics were somewhat different; they shimmered with iridescent light, displaying countless forms and appearances, ever-changing and unpredictable. They were comparable to, and perhaps even more wondrous than, the Buddha's relics from ten thousand years ago!
Song Ningsheng said leisurely, then smiled, "You don't need to worry. This little monk is using a profound Buddhist secret method, aided by the radiance of the relics, to enlighten these two little spirits."
Except for a very few demon beasts with powerful bloodlines who can continuously advance and climb to a certain level simply by consuming energy, most demon beasts in this world gradually become stronger through the process of awakening and enlightenment.
Some powerful demonic beasts, having reached a certain level of intelligence, even began to study, cultivate, and create their own methods, thus forging a truly unique path of their own.
Bloodline can be innate, but it can also evolve and even transform after birth.
Several hours later, the Buddha's light faded away.
As the Holy Buddha looked at Da Mei, whose fish scales were now tinged with layers of Buddhist light, he smiled and nodded to himself. Then, he gently pointed forward with his finger, and a golden rune flashed and entered Da Mei's head.
"This Buddhist scripture is now bestowed upon you. May you one day leap over the dragon gate and witness the celestial realm!"
The holy monk smiled gently, then glanced at the sleeping, plump koi, clasped his hands together, and solemnly said, "Amitabha, a pure and noble heart, I admire it."
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