Chapter 90 Who taught you to wield the golden cudgel like that?
the next day,
The crowd gathered again in the square, waiting for the Medicine Buddha to continue his sermon.
Medicine Buddha appeared.
My gaze swept across the area and I saw that Erming was still standing in the square.
Speaking of changes,
It seems... I feel more energetic after a good night's sleep?
He couldn't help but shake his head slightly, then stepped forward and gave Erming three light taps on the head.
Then... he turned and left again.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded.
For two consecutive days, Master didn't give any sermons, but just kept tapping this monkey's head?
Could it be that this monkey has displeased Master?
In an instant, all the reproachful and blaming gazes shot towards Erming like sharp arrows.
However, this time Erming was not discouraged at all; on the contrary, he was overjoyed!
Because just now, when I was being "thumped" on the head,
He clearly heard a voice resound directly in his mind:
"Monkey, come to the back mountain in the dead of night!"
The moonlight was cold and clear on the back mountain.
Erming peered around cautiously.
The Medicine Buddha, who had been waiting there, looked at his shifty appearance.
I couldn't help but shake my head again and sigh inwardly:
"What a stubborn rock... If Master hadn't specifically instructed me, would I have accepted such elm wood?"
"Now that you've seen me, why are you still putting on this act?"
The Medicine Buddha said calmly.
Upon hearing this, Erming immediately scrambled forward, knelt down with a thud, and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Disciple pays respects to Master! I beg Master to accept me and impart to me supernatural powers!"
"Yes, get up."
The Medicine Buddha accepted the greeting and asked, "Do you have a name?"
"My name is Erming."
"Now that you have entered my tutelage, you should have a Dharma name. Your heart is simple and pure, yet you have attachments that are as empty as emptiness, so I will call you 'Kongming'!"
"Since you are apes, let me call you... Yuan Kongming!"
"Thank you for bestowing this name upon me, Master!" Erming was overjoyed and bowed again.
"My sect possesses thirty-six categories of supernatural abilities, eighteen types of escape techniques, and seventy-two categories of Taoist magic, encompassing all treasures."
Which subject or type do you want to learn?
Without thinking, Erming blurted out:
"This disciple doesn't know those categories; this disciple wants to learn the most advanced one!"
Medicine Buddha chuckled:
"Of the three thousand great paths, which one is the most powerful? Only the path most suitable to oneself can unleash its ultimate power."
He hesitated for a moment,
"Alright, I have a method that can help you understand your true nature and develop the method that you feel is the most powerful and suitable for you!"
After speaking, the Medicine Buddha extended his index finger and gently touched Erming's forehead.
Erming was startled.
I instantly fell into a wonderful state of meditation.
Fragments of past memories flashed by rapidly.
final,
The scene is frozen in the Imperial Stables, where he secretly rides a heavenly horse at breakneck speed, as if transcending time and space!
A golden light flashed between his brows, and the cultivation formula for a stealth technique condensed on its own, imprinting itself deep into his soul.
"Riding the Qi to Transform into a Horse"
It can command the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, transforming it into the form of a dragon-horse, which can travel through the air at an incredible speed and with unparalleled flexibility, possessing the wonder of a celestial horse soaring through the sky.
Medicine Buddha: "???"
What... what kind of escape technique is this? It sounds... alright?
Something just feels off.
Before he could even process it, Erming's eyes lit up again!
Another spell has spontaneously generated.
"Ten Thousand Horses Galloping"
Its sound was like thunder in the heavens, and its force was like a raging storm.
Ten thousand horses galloped past.
The gods and ghosts make changes, and the immortals retreat.
"this..."
The Medicine Buddha had a slight sweat on his forehead.
What is all this about? Why are they arguing with "horse"?
Moreover, this supernatural power exudes murderous intent, and although its power is considerable, it is still quite formidable.
His appearance is hardly presentable; if word gets out, how will he save face?
We can't let this monkey run wild anymore, or it'll definitely go astray!
The Medicine Buddha acted decisively.
He pressed his finger firmly against Erming's brow, forcibly ending the strange mental cultivation deduction.
He sighed wearily.
He directly channeled his magical power to imprint a profound and mysterious cultivation technique into Erming's mind.
"This is the 'Golden Body Technique of Glazed Glass,' one of my signature skills."
When one reaches the highest level of mastery, one's body becomes like crystal, clear inside and out, and indestructible.
The fire in one's heart never dies, and the golden body remains immortal.
Even after suffering severe damage, it can recover slowly.
This skill emphasizes defense and a solid foundation, which can compensate for your recklessness.
Erming felt a massive and exquisite flow of information explode in his mind.
The description of the "golden body made of crystal" captivated him.
He sensed the three newly acquired techniques in his mind and felt that each one was incredibly powerful.
Overjoyed, he repeatedly kowtowed.
"Thank you, Master, for bestowing upon me this divine skill and wondrous method! I will certainly cultivate it diligently!"
Watching his silly apprentice grinning like a 200-pound child,
Medicine Buddha smiled bitterly to himself.
I just hope that this disciple won't blame me for "ruining" him in the future.
"I have already taught you the techniques, supernatural abilities, and escape skills, but you still lack a suitable weapon."
The Medicine Buddha composed himself, and with a flick of his palm, he...
A long staff, gleaming with gold, bound with gold hoops at both ends, and crimson in the middle, appeared in his hand.
The staff is engraved with five large, elegant characters: Ruyi Jingu Bang (The Golden Cudgel).
The staff gleamed with golden light, exuding an aura of dominance.
It's obvious at a glance that this is no ordinary product.
Of course, it would be even more perfect if we could ignore the tiny inscription next to the golden hoop that reads "Made in the Dragon Palace, a masterpiece".
"This is the Golden Cudgel, a rare acquired spiritual treasure. It can be moved at will and changed at will, and its divine power is unpredictable. You should take it and refine it carefully."
The Medicine Buddha handed the golden cudgel, sponsored by the Dragon Palace, to Erming.
He couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
The Dragon Palace of the East Sea really went all out for their live-streaming sales, giving away such magical treasures so readily!
Erming took the golden cudgel.
It feels slightly heavy when you hold it, but once you have a thought...
Sure enough, it felt just right, flexible and easy to use, and I immediately fell in love with it.
"But Master..."
Erming scratched his head, looking a little embarrassed.
"This disciple...doesn't know any staff techniques."
Medicine Buddha's eyelids twitched: "You're a monkey, and you can't even wield a stick?"
"I'm an ape! Not a monkey!"
Erming protested quietly.
"...Okay, ape, ape, ape."
The Medicine Buddha pressed his brow.
"If you don't know how to use the staff, then transform it into the form of a weapon you are good at using, such as a sword, spear, or halberd, whatever you wish."
In short, just practice in the way that you are most instinctively good at and most comfortable with!
He really didn't want to have any more headaches over this stubborn old man.
wave goodbye.
He turned around and wanted to leave.
In any case, he didn't want to see this troublesome apprentice anymore for the time being.
However, he had only taken a few steps—
"boom--!!!"
A deafening roar, as if the sky were falling and the earth were splitting, suddenly came from behind!
Immediately afterwards, the ground beneath their feet trembled violently.
Countless birds were startled and took flight in the mountains and forests!
The Medicine Buddha's heart skipped a beat.
He turned around abruptly!
Erming's face turned pale, and he slumped to the ground, his once imposing golden cudgel now gone.
Instead,
It was a huge cylindrical object, about the thickness of a water bucket, gleaming with a cold metallic light, carried on his shoulder!
A wisp of smoke was rising from the front end of the cylinder.
Looking in the direction the cylinder pointed, a small hill several tens of feet high could be seen in the distance.
It has now disappeared.
All that remained was a charred cliff and lingering black smoke...
"You bastard!!!"
Medicine Buddha felt a surge of hot blood rush to the top of his head, which made his three corpse gods jump up and down, and smoke billowed from his seven orifices!
"You're as stupid as a pig when you're listening to scriptures and seeking enlightenment, but when it comes to these crooked ways and strange tricks, your brain works faster than anyone else's!"
I shouldn't have taken this job in the first place!
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