Qi Zhiheng also wanted to talk to the abbot about removing demonic energy. Many other sects present also wanted to resolve their own demonic energy issues and weren't very interested in Xu Yuanzhou's rambling.
Xu Yuanzhou wasn't in a hurry. This was originally just the second step of the plan: to shift everyone's suspicions to the Slaughter God Sect. Once they contacted the Heavenly Origin Sect and confirmed that the Netherworld Fungus in the Slaughter God Sect hadn't been eradicated, they could launch a campaign against them. Of course, they also sent people to infiltrate the outer sect of the Slaughter God Sect with some Netherworld Fungus. At that time, they could pin the crime on them. Even if they couldn't completely eradicate the Slaughter God Sect, they could force them to cripple themselves! After all, even if they had to find a scapegoat, given the scale of the incident, there would have to be several Nascent Soul cultivators to take the blame!
Xu Yuanzhou said, "Then Master Qi, just wait." After he finished speaking, he stepped off the stage.
Many people at the scene had been corrupted by demonic energy, and they were waiting for these Buddhist cultivators to help them remove the demonic energy. If they delayed at this time, they would surely be regarded as a thorn in the side by the disciples of other sects. He could take this opportunity to contact the Tianyuan Sect to confirm the current situation, and then launch a final attack on the Lushen Sect!
When Xu Yuanzhou left, quite a few sect disciples stayed behind. Because they wanted to separate themselves from their own sects, some of their sect members were infected with demonic energy. However, most of them were cultivators who did not get along with Xu Yan's faction, while only some cultivators with poor aptitude from their own faction were infected with demonic energy.
Wu Xin was quite concerned about the matter of the Netherworld Fungus, but since so many people were waiting for their help to expel the demonic energy, he first expelled the demonic energy from the bodies of the cultivators present.
Jingxin first took out some Buddhist spiritual artifacts with light attributes. These artifacts had been processed by Wuxin and other Buddhist cultivators in the past few months. However, each artifact could only dispel a limited amount of demonic energy. The effectiveness of these artifacts depended mainly on the user's understanding of Buddhist principles and the level of their own cultivation.
The Slaughtering God Sect and several other friendly sects provided the Dustless Temple with spiritual artifacts, thus granting them priority in expelling demonic energy.
People tainted by demonic energy sat together.
The crowd below watched as Wuxin had Puci sit on the high platform.
The young monk Puci sat cross-legged on the high platform, placing the wooden fish in front of him.
As everyone looked up, it seemed as if a bright sun was rising behind him, shining with soft golden light.
The little monk Puci held the wooden pestle in his fair little hands, and Weiwei raised it and struck it down.
"Thump—"
A sound of a wooden fish being struck rang out, and the surrounding air seemed to ripple with an invisible force, which then spread outwards.
"Thump—"
Another knocking sound followed.
The young monk Puci didn't strike the wooden fish very fast at first, which calmed the people who were initially fluctuating in their emotions.
After the sound of the wooden fish calmed everyone down, it became faster and faster, accompanied by the clear and tender voice of the little monk.
He wasn't reciting poems, songs, or nursery rhymes; he was reciting strings of scriptures.
The sound of the wooden fish mixed with the chanting of sutras flowed out. Even Yang Yitian, who was slow to understand Buddhism, could sense the unusual nature of these sounds. He listened quietly without asking any further questions.
The Buddhist practitioners sat down cross-legged in response to the sound, but only those holding spiritual artifacts walked up to the people infected with demonic energy and began to expel it from them.
The sound of Pu Ci striking the wooden fish acted as a medium for spreading the power of light, amplifying the effect of those present using spiritual artifacts to dispel demonic energy tenfold.
The people whose demonic energy was extracted initially showed some distorted and painful expressions, indicating that the process was not easy. However, after a period of treatment, the painful expressions on their faces gradually subsided, and some of the black demonic energy was also extracted.
Qi Zhiheng listened to these voices and felt a sense of peace. He also admired the young monk. At such a young age, he had already achieved such a high level of attainment in Buddhism and Taoism. He was sure that his name would soon resound throughout the entire Southern Continent.
The expulsion of demonic energy went relatively smoothly. Soon, some people had all the demonic energy expelled from their bodies, and the stubborn demonic roots had been eradicated. As long as they were not infected again, they would not experience the cumulative effect of inner demons.
This time, the number of demonic energy removed was limited because there were too many people and the spiritual artifacts were too small. The remaining people could only offer spiritual artifacts later. After forty-nine days, the little monk Puci stopped chanting. As his wooden fish stopped, the other Buddhist cultivators also stopped their actions after expelling the demonic energy from the bodies of the people they were dealing with.
The little monk's face was pale, and his lips were cracked from not drinking water for a long time. Yang Yitian couldn't help but feel sorry for the little monk; a group of adults leaning on a child, didn't they feel ashamed at all!
“He can’t be considered a child. A Buddhist disciple is a position that requires bearing many responsibilities. The more respect he receives, the more responsibility he must bear,” Qi Zhiheng replied.
Yang Yitian suddenly covered his mouth, realizing that he had accidentally blurted out what he was thinking.
Qi Zhiheng teased, "It's too late to cover your mouth now."
Fortunately, no one paid attention to what the two of them were saying.
After the young monk Puci stopped chanting the scriptures, someone helped him down from the high platform.
Wu Xin stood up and said, "This exorcism of demonic energy ends here. The rest of you will have to wait for the next time. The spiritual artifacts used this time have been exhausted and can only wait for the next replenishment."
Yang Yitian transmitted his voice, "Is that old monk Wuxin implying that other sects should bring light-attribute spiritual artifacts next time they bring people? I never expected that! He's such a mercenary person."
Qi Zhiheng couldn't find a rebuttal for a moment: "Although Wuchen Temple is a temple, it is also a force. Without resources, it is difficult to move forward. If Wuxin hadn't been so clever, how could Wuchen Temple have stood out among so many Buddhist forces?"
Yang Yitian nodded, which could be interpreted as agreement.
Since Qi Zhiheng brought a lot of light-attribute spiritual energy from the beginning, the disciples of the Slaughter God Sect naturally recovered during this treatment.
Qi Zhiheng breathed a sigh of relief: "We've finally completed this mission."
At this time, Xu Yuanzhou had already contacted Tianyuan Sect to inquire about the follow-up news of Youming Fungus. In fact, he did not expect that this Buddhist and Taoist lecture would take so long. When Qi Zhiheng mentioned that there might be changes in the next few months, Xu Yuanzhou believed it to some extent.
Xu Yuanzhou quickly received a reply: in the past few months, there had been a considerable number of Netherworld Fungi in the Southern Continent, and they had even become rampant in the territory of the Slaughtering God Sect.
In addition, the parent strain of the Phantom Bacteria has been controlled, and a "container" for it has been found.
Even after receiving confirmation, Xu Yuanzhou still harbored some doubts. However, he still needed to bring the people here to the territory of the Slaughter God Sect and begin a public attack on the Slaughter God Sect.
After Xu Yuanzhou sent back the message, Tianyuan Sect and Shenmu Sect began to take action. They had gathered many sects and were preparing to go to Lushen Sect to carry out a punitive expedition.
Since these Buddhist cultivators were indispensable to the plan, the Tianyuan Sect and the Shenmu Sect chose to remain inactive and wait for this opportunity to expel the demonic energy.
Xu Yuanzhou knew that although Buddhist cultivators couldn't solve the problem of the Netherworld Bacteria, they could think of ways to temporarily suppress its spread.
Forty-nine days have passed, and the disciples of the Slaughtering God Sect have recovered. As for the Heavenly Origin Sect, since it did not intend to provide Buddhist cultivators with light-attribute spiritual artifacts, it was naturally relegated to the back by the Dustless Temple.
Later on, there was naturally no extra power left to dispel the demonic energy.
Therefore, when Xu Yuanzhou learned that he and his men had been waiting here for more than a month in vain, his expression turned somewhat unpleasant. However, since this was Wuchen Temple's territory, he naturally couldn't get angry.
Qi Zhiheng smiled and said to Xu Yuanzhou, "Fellow Daoist Xu, it's not a good habit to try to get something for nothing. You should prepare more light-attribute spiritual artifacts when you get back. Our Lushen Sect is quite generous. We provided more than thirty light-attribute spiritual artifacts for Wuchen Temple and many Buddhist disciples. Look, haven't all of our sect's disciples been completely healed?"
Hearing Qi Zhiheng's sarcastic remarks, Xu Yuanzhou's already unpleasant expression twisted for a moment: "Qi Zhiheng, don't be too smug. You might be the one who gets infected one day!"
Xu Yuanzhou was also very puzzled, wondering what kind of ability Qi Zhiheng had used to make the demonic energy that had tainted him disappear.
Qi Zhiheng didn't respond further, but instead turned to look for Yang Yitian.
Yang Yitian asked for directions to visit the young monk Puci.
The young monk had been chanting scriptures and striking the wooden fish for forty-nine days straight. How could a child endure that? By this time, he was already lying in bed.
After resting for most of the day, the young monk Puci woke up again. Yang Yitian's arrival was quite timely; he arrived just as the young monk was awake.
The little monk's complexion wasn't very good, and Yang Yitian felt sorry for him, so he handed him a light-attribute fruit: "Here, take this and eat it to nourish your body."
The young monk glanced at Yang Yitian, then carefully accepted the spiritual fruit Yang Yitian gave him: "Thank you, benefactor."
Yang Yitian said, "Don't be polite. Actually, someone with your superpowers could eat some meat to replenish your energy. Alas, it's a pity that you monks can't eat meat. You'll have to make do with fruit instead. Fruit is good too. Look how dry your lips are. They must be dehydrated. Spiritual fruits have plenty of moisture, so they'll be perfect for moisturizing your lips."
The little monk took a bite of the fruit and began to chew.
Yang Yitian then started eating the spiritual fruit himself and asked, "Is it delicious?"
The young monk nodded somewhat reservedly, "Delicious." His bright eyes betrayed his joy. His current appearance was quite different from the Buddhist monk chanting sutras on the high platform; his image seemed to come alive.
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