Chapter 204 - I Am Quite Experienced In Creating Cultivation Methods (2/2)

Jiang He, on the other hand, had no idea what the deal was with the iron staff or the silver staff. Han people were the majority while the Hui people were the minority in Lingzhou City, and there were not many temples—how would Jiang He get to learn that stuff?

All he knew that the monks of Shaolin Temple were known as monks, while the monks of the Tantra Sect were known as lamas.

Still, the name Corban invoked some of Jiang He’s memories. Looking at the monk from head to toe, he asked, “Master Corban, are you acquainted with a martial artist named Cordo?”

Corban smiled, shaking his head.

Beside Jiang He, Cheng Dongfeng’s face turned green instant and he promptly casted Secret Acoustics, saying, “Please, Jiang He, I’m begging you, stop talking… Cordo is a Sky Demon Cultist and Master Corban an Iron Staff Lama of the Tantra Sect and their sojo—how could you mention them on equal terms?”

The others did not know Cordo, a Sky Demon Cultist whom Jiang He had killed, but Cheng Dongfeng did.

“What does Iron Staff Lama even mean?”

Jiang He asked in return through Secret Acoustics, and Cheng Dongfeng gave him the rundown as Corban led them up the mountain gates of the Tantra Sect.

But on the way, Jiang He could not help asking, “Master Corban, why are the mountain gates of your sect known as the Diamond Realm?”

“The Diamond Realm is also known as the vajradhatu, and is the opposite of the Womb Realm. Both are the essence of my sect’s doctrine, which believes that everything in the universe is a manifestation of the Mahavairocana, of which the aspect of virtuous wisdom is known as the Diamond Realm, whereas the aspect of rationality is known Womb Realm.”

Corban smiled. “Of course, these are merely classical doctrines applied to enlighten the younger generation. The universe and its celestial bodies evolve, and neither are our sect’s disciples ignorant—most of them still believe in science.”

They arrived halfway up the mountain just then.

That was when Corban extended his hand and shoved, his hand muscles tightening. A dragon’s roar and an elephant’s trumpeting sounded as a wave of True Qi fired out of his palm into the mist and he cried, “Open!”

Boom!

The mist once again parted as a cloudy walkway appeared beneath everyone’s feet.

“This way, please.”

Corban continued climbing up the mountain, stepping on the cloudy stairs.

Chen Jingzhou and the others stepped on the clouds too, with Jiang He staying at the back as he recalled a certain scene where a Daoist persuaded people to trust in science, before turning and jumping down a mountain peak and flying away.

“Believe in science… my foot!”

Jiang He thought about something even as he complained.

Just now, a dragon’s roar and an elephant’s trumpeting could be heard from Corban’s body when he casted his technique, making it obvious that the Dragon-Elephant Prajna was used…

“The Dragon-Elephant Prajna… but why is it different from when I used it?” Jiang He was rather puzzled since the sound effects of Corban’s Dragon-Elephant Prajnaw as much weaker and almost nonexistent, and would not have been heard if he had been further away.

There were no special visual effects either.

“Could his cultivation be lacking?”

“No way. Corban’s cultivation would not lose out to Three Blades Lin. There’s no telling how many years an elite like him had trained, and if a martial arts newbie like me could cultivate Dragon-Elephant Prajna up to fifth tier, why would his cultivation be lower than mine?”

“Therefore, it must be because my Dragon-Elephant Prajna is stronger thanks to my revamping it, as such producing the special effects.”

Jiang He pondered.

When it comes to special phenomenon…

It made sense that there was no divine dragon or divine elephant jumping out when Corban used Dragon-Elephant Prajna, since those were special effects that Jiang He added in to his own revamped version.

And without special effects, there naturally wouldn’t be any special phenomenon.

Eventually, they reached the mountaintop, where the head monk was waiting outside the mountain gates with another group of monks.

Chen Jingzhou, Cheng Dongfeng, and the others were shocked and felt a sense of surrealism. Order from above was for them to be discreet at the Tantra Sect, since the disciples of the five Holy Grounds

Now, however, the sojo of Tantra personally came down the mountain to receive them while their head monk and other elites received them at the gates… what was with this reception?

Nonetheless, after introductions and preamble, the head monk suddenly turned towards Jiang He with a frown. “Young man, your cultivation is refined and your qi pure… but isn’t that the secret technique of our sect—the Dragon-Elephant Prajna?”

At his word, every monk around Jiang He turned towards him.

Jiang He’s heart skipped a beat!

That monk had a good eye.

Even so, he kept his expression unchanged and smiled. “I have indeed cultivated the Dragon-Elephant Prajna, but it’s not like the one your Dragon-Elephant Prajna teaches, but something I created myself.”

His answer left the scene silent immediately.

One of the senior lamas burst out in rage then, “What drivel! You, creating on your own? The Dragon-Elephant Prajna is a secret technique passed down in the Tantra Sect that not even average disciples get to cultivate! Speak! Where have you stolen our forbidden art from?”

Jiang He lifted a brow and turned towards the monk who spoke.

The senior lama had a red lama robe draped over his monk garbs, although he was not wearing a cockscomb hat.

He had one arm that was very tanned bared, the muscles on it as hard as steel and his aura overflowing. Jiang He felt that he was stronger than the Black King Drake, although he fell short against Feral Kings the likes of the Red Toad King and the Golden-Crowned Black Eagle.

“Senior Lama, one may eat anything that like but words must never be spoken on whims. I, Jiang He may be a martial arts newbie and had not touched the martial arts for long, but I’m quite talented in creating cultivation methods—so why couldn’t I develop Dragon-Elephant Prajna on my own?”

Jiang He smirked, casting a sweeping glance over the many infuriated lamas.

What would a bunch of frogs that remained beneath their well know?