"Disciple understands."

The pure, luminous Buddha Light finally forcefully suppressed the fury and obsession, and Xin Hui barely restored the clarity of his mind, thanking the Spirit Sect with a bow.

Yet, once an obsession arises, it is most difficult to dispel. So long as Qing Yu, that demon path, was not killed, Xin Hui would never know a day of relief. Moreover, given Xin Hui's current state, upon encountering Qing Yu, he would likely lose his reason immediately. At that time, he would repeat the process of today.

The Spirit Sect was also aware of this matter, thus he spoke in a deep voice, "Lift your head."

Xin Hui couldn't help but raise his head to look at the Spirit Sect, his gaze meeting those dim yet Zen-filled eyes.

"Boom—"

Xin Hui felt a roaring in his mind as boundless rage swept over his heart, turning into a fire of fury that blazed fiercely. And in the pitch-black flames, the image of the Ming King, with four faces and eight arms, holding a flame-shaped sword, Vajra Pestle, three-pronged trident, and other weapons, slowly emerged.

"Great Karma Ming King Scripture."

These five big characters appeared in Xin Hui's mind.

Xin Hui knew that his mentor was imparting martial arts through the unique 'True Dharma Eye' of the Zen Sect, but this martial arts...

"Mentor, this is the Ming King Sutra..."

Xin Hui didn't finish his sentence, but the Spirit Sect understood his meaning.

The term "Ming King" originated from the Esoteric Sect, signifying the wrathful aspects of the Buddhas. It also refers to those capable of maintaining True Words and wholesome laws without dispersal, thwarting the rise of evil ones, as "Ming Kings".

This "Great Karma Ming King Scripture," no matter how one looked at it, was an Esoteric Sect's cultivation technique, even if it contained the essence of Zen Sect, it was not the majority.

"Amitabha. Disciple, you must know that all conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows, like dew and also like electricity, and should be perceived in such a way. You are attached to form," the Spirit Sect spoke indifferently.

When the Zen Sect was founded, the Esoteric Sect was already flourishing in the world. If not for the difficulties in cultivating the Esoteric Sect, which made it less accessible to the masses compared to Zen, who could dominate the Central Plains Buddhism today, is still very much up for debate.

Because of the initial disparity in strength and status, the Zen Sect borrowed a lot from the Esoteric Sect's martial arts. For example, the "Unbreakable Vajra Divine Skill" of the Great Zen Temple originated from the Esoteric Sect's "Vajra Unconquerable," and for a long time, it was the mainstream body refinement technique for monks of the Zen Sect.

Only after the "Heart Zen Immortal Skill" was revealed did some high monks in the Zen Sect gradually switch to this purely orthodox Zen body refining divine skill.

Xin Hui actually knew these things, but for him to cultivate this martial art full of Esoteric Sect characteristics was indeed a bit difficult for such a stubborn monk.

However, thinking back to when the image of the Ming King appeared in his mind earlier, all the rage in his heart turned into strength and did not affect his mental state. Xin Hui ultimately decided to cultivate this technique.

As the thought arose, the rage turned into ceaseless flames of fury, blazing in his heart, yet not affecting his mental state. A long-missed clarity surged in his mind, and Xin Hui felt a somewhat relieving sensation.

But a mysterious suffocating feeling also told Xin Hui that as long as the demon path went unconquered, his mental state would never be perfect. And with an imperfect mental state, Divine Communication would be even further out of reach.

"It is indeed disciple who is attached to form. Thank you for the guidance, Mentor Spirit Sect." Xin Hui stood up and pressed his hands together in a bow.

At this moment, Xin Hui appeared extremely ragged, but his demeanor was not as frenzied as before. Having achieved the peak of the True Pill Realm, Xin Hui should not have been as vulnerable as before. Although his mental state was somewhat biased, it was but a minor issue and no great harm.

Unfortunately, this minor issue was discovered by Qing Yu, who used cunning and secret techniques to lure out the Heart Demon, turning the slightly biased mental state into a fatal flaw.

Were it not for Xinyuan's intuition prompting the Spirit Sect to come to the rescue, Xin Hui's ultimate fate would have been madness leading to death from exhaustion.

"Follow the old monk back to the temple and meditate in seclusion for forty-nine days. Once you've mastered the Great Karma Ming King Scripture, you can leave the temple and eliminate the demonic barriers." The Spirit Sect's eyes closed slightly as he spoke.

"I shall heed Uncle Mentor's teachings." Xin Hui bowed again.

His eyes remained blood-red, a lingering after-effect of the blood vessels in his eyes bursting, flooding them with blood. Thanks to the blessing of the Arhat Golden Body at the True Pill Realm, he was spared blindness, but the appearance of blood eyes had become a permanent affliction, difficult to eliminate.

Xin Hui had no desire to remove it, for it symbolized his unwavering commitment to eradicate the Demon Path. Even if it meant descending into the evil paths of the Asura, he was determined to eradicate the Demon Path.

"Very well."

The Spirit Sect commended with a single word, and the Luminous Buddha Light carried off the exhausted Xin Hui, disappearing into the void.

...

Another silent deep night approached, and a snow-white bird cut across the sky, heading for a perilous peak.

In Central Province, constables of the Six Gates were ubiquitous, and Qing Yu dared not ride the White Phoenix openly in broad daylight. If discovered, the scenario of the Three Great Divine Hunters assembling to purge the Demon Path would be set in motion.

"Huff—"

Half a li away from the perilous peak, the White Phoenix beat its massive wings, circling aloft.

Qing Yu, still disguised as the Hidden Mirror Man with hands clasped behind his back, marshaled the Three Thousand White Feathers; a Qing Feng rose beneath his feet, carrying him towards his destination.

He had already made contact with Yun Wuyue through Blood Robe Building before. The two were set to meet at this precarious peak.

However, cautious as Qing Yu was, even if a beautiful companion beckoned, he made sure to scout the surroundings for any ambush before proceeding to the rendezvous.

After all, the two were merely allies. Although one had been Gong Ziyu and the other Mingyue Xin, their closeness paled in comparison to that of the pair in the story.

The Nihility Magic Mirror silently emerged from above, its superpower concealing Qing Yu's trace.

Carried by the Qing Feng, light as a feather, Qing Yu flew around the perilous peak, meticulously checking three times. Satisfied, he flew to the summit, the appointed place of the meeting.

As the month approached its midpoint, the moon grew fuller, its silvery glow spilling down, illuminating a figure akin to a Moon Palace Fairy.

She was surrounded by a faint jade glow, and entwined with silvery moonlight, standing gracefully at the pinnacle. The mountain wind blew through her clothes, fluttering vigorously, making Yun Wuyue appear as though she might drift away at any moment.

"There's no moon on the ground, no moon in the sky. With Two Dragon Heads standing amidst the moonlight, it's like the bright moon descending upon the earth. This celestial moon, too, has lost its brilliance," Qing Yu slowly approached the summit, speaking in admiration.

"Hmph!"

Yun Wuyue turned around, her sleeves flicking, her pale hand gently raised, and a streak of greenish blade light lashed out diagonally.

"Whiz—"

The blade light flew toward him, but Qing Yu stood still, unperturbed. A dark green Qi Sword appeared, extinguishing the blade light.

"Should I address you as Hidden Mirror Man, or as Dragon Chief?" Yun Wuyue's eyes flickered with resentment as she stared intently at Qing Yu.

Clearly, the fact that she had searched for Qing Yu for two or three months without success had not settled her lingering anger.

"A title is but a codename. Being the Hidden Mirror Man or the Dragon Chief, ultimately, is just a name. Two Dragon Heads may choose as she pleases," Qing Yu replied with a light smile and a shake of his head.

"However, I believe that Two Dragon Heads has invited me here tonight for reasons beyond reprimanding me."

"You always have been as cunning as ever," resentment faded from Yun Wuyue's eyes as she said indifferently, "It seems you've guessed I have an important matter to request your assistance with."

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