Chapter 157 Jingang Body (1/2)

Qianmo’s feather got smoother. It seemed happy and no longer looked sickly. It opened up its wings and flew into the snow. It flapped its wings in the snow and seemed to be enjoying itself.

Shen Lian envied the bird. It was so carefree and found a home at Shen Lian’s.

Shen Lian wanted to live his days lazily, without a care in the world. However, he could not do it now. Whether it was the danger faced by him or to look for Ruoxi, he needed to enter into the state of Huandan in order to have the strength to deal with it.

Shen Lian knew that the person in bloody clothes would return sooner or later. He looked at Shen Lian as though Shen Lian was his toy, and that was when Shen Lian knew that the person took interest in certain qualities exhibited by Shen Lian.

As the mountain was sealed off by the snow, no one should be visiting the Temple of Killings. However, someone came.

The path into the mountain was not an easy path to travel on, but the visitor still came.

Shen Lian looked at the person and noticed that he was walking barefoot in this bitter cold weather, where the ground was covered with ice and snow. He was clothed in a thin monk outfit and was bald. His bald head reflected the light better than the snow on the ground did. Naturally, he was an ascetic monk engaging in ascetic practices.

In this world, there were those who had the determination and willpower to suffer through a bitter life. Through ascetic practices, they trained their willpower to the state that it was indestructible like Jingang.

These people were strong.

The ascetic monk engaging in ascetic practices in front of Shen Lian did not have Mana, and Shen Lian knew without a doubt that he could not fly. However, as he walked on his own two feet, he exhibited the tenacity of a mountain.

When the ascetic monk saw Shen Lian, he spaced out. ”You are Shen Lian?” Perhaps it was because Shen Lian was an overly delicate-looking teenager, which made the ascetic monk doubted himself.

”Yes I’m, may I ask who are you and why are you looking for me?” Shen Lian queried.

The ascetic monk was young and seemed to have a strong life force. His brows were covered slightly by the snow from when Qianmo was playing in the snow and seemed slightly fair. Though, it still could not cover his young features.

Shen Lian felt the force flowing in his body. It was neither Mana nor inner Qi, but it was strong and not hidden.

”My religious name is ”Hong Zhen”, and Master Hui Ke sent me to bring you a message,” the ascetic monk spoke politely after hearing Shen Lian’s reply.

Shen Lian glanced at the ascetic monk Hong Zhen. The young monk had thick brows and looked honest. Even though he was dressed in thin clothing and walked barefoot in the bitter cold, he did not seem bothered at all. It would seem like he was used to living in harsh environments. Shen Lian guessed it right away. ”Are you a disciple of Master Hui Ke?” Shen Lian asked.

”Not really, I used to be a workman in the Jingang Temple. Master Hui Ke came to the temple to talk to the abbot, and the abbot sent me to serve Master Hui Ke. When Master Hui Ke was leaving the Jingang Temple, he requested for the abbot to allow for me to leave with him. The abbot agreed to it too. From then onwards, I have been following Master Hui Ke,” Hong Zhen replied after he nodded.

Shen Lian could tell that he held Hui Ke in high regards. Indeed, the monk had left a great impression on Shen Lian. It was no wonder that he was the Xingzou of Ming Wang Temple. However, Shen Lian heard the name, Jingang Temple and could not help but to ponder on it.

Jingang Temple was a temple situated in the snowy mountains of Bei Huang. It came from a long history, and the monks preferred ascetic practices. Allegedly, they were all cultivating a secret technique called the ”King Kong Strength”. At the pinnacle of cultivation, their body would be indestructible and unaffected by any sort of attacks. Their body would also be preserved in this world, which was why this state was called the ”Jingang Body”.

No one had been able to attain the ”Jingang Body” for a thousand years. The Jingang Temple was walking on a downward slope. This was the tragedy faced by the schools of cultivation besides the four main Daoist sects. Even if a few prodigies appeared amidst them, but there was no guarantee that there would be successors after the previous immortal Zhenren had left or after they faced trials.

In the past ten thousand years, there would always be a new immortal Zhenren in Qing Xuan every few hundred years. This meant that even if a sect was weakening, but so long as they still had one or two pillars of support, they would be able to survive through the difficult times.

This characteristic of Daoist sect was unrivaled by other schools of cultivation.

Even though Hong Zhen claimed to be a workman from the Jingang Temple, but for Hui Ke, the Xingzou of Ming Wang Temple to take notice of him, he would definitely have his own strengths as well. Shen Lian noticed how he was honest and his eyes were clear. Though, the strange force within him hinted at something odd about him.

”So that’s what it is. May I know what the message is?” Shen Lian replied with a smile.

”On the fifteenth of January, Master Hui Ke is going to have a debate with Baoyue the Venerable at Jinguang Temple. He is inviting people to strengthen his momentum. After passing on the message to you, I am going to invite Daoist Baishi who loiters around the market at Baolin Kingdom,” Hong Zhen replied.