Chapter 405 As Everlasting as the Sky (1/2)
The strings of light formed by the Mind Locking Curse were like silk, drilling into Shanjue's temple. The last string seeped into Shanjue's 'Lingshan', twisting his face.
The 'Lingshan' here was actually referring to what is located at the glabella of the Xuanmen disciples' ancestral cavity. To be able to see the Lingshan, then only can one become a Luohan, become a Buddha. Hence, it was evident the importance of a Lingshan to people of the Buddhist sects.
A faint fiery red was appearing on Shanjue's glabella. It meant that he had reached his spiritual power's maximum capacity by breaking away from the silk-like curse of the Mind Locking Curse; once his bier had been controlled, any Dharma, no matter how strong, could not be used.
He did not even have the leisure to hate how sly Shen Lian was. How dare he trick him by secretly placing a Mind Locking Curse in the Mind Lamp.
The more Shanjue struggled to break away, the more he discovered a terrifying thing. The Mind Locking Curse placed by Shen Lian was placed with a pastlife's power. A deceased person's power of rebirth was, in truth, the world's most formidable power. Formidable not in its force, but that once one got tangled in it, it will be mixed together with the survival instinct present in mortal realm's sentient beings, making it hard to be distinguished. But what was even more terrifying was that the power of rebirth was a curse from the Buddhist sect called the 'Rebirth Mantra'. It naturally had a shred of Dharma-like attribute, making it harder for Shanjue to break away from the Mind Locking Curse.
He was aghast at Shen Lian's superior tactics. Versatile and flexible use of both Daoism and Buddhism techniques without restrictions. He was simply a natural-born saint of combat.
”The sky will not age, the laws will not be broken; the intertwined web of a thousand knots in the mind will not be untangled so easily. Monk Shanjue, you will not escape.” A person emerged from the darkness of the netherworld, carrying the copper coffin singlehandedly. The other hand had no flesh nor blood, only bone. A young lady followed the person, carrying a sword, something was amiss.
The Mind Lamp Shanjue was holding disappeared from his hand in the blink of an eye, and landed on the copper coffin that was black as ink and shone brightly. The surrounding ghost fire dispersed, illuminating the netherworld soil on the ground, driving away the silence that wandered in the void.
Monk Shanjue saw Shen Lian and understand that the tide had turned, he asked, ”When did you place the Mind Locking Curse?”
Shen Lian faintly smiled, ”Is this important? You would need to give me a reason to release you.” The collection of the Jinji Country palace's power of rebirth was preparation for this matter. He did not know of the past and future himself, but the principle, to always be prepared, would never be wrong. Had there been no power of rebirth to form the base for the curse, to capture Shanjue would be difficult.
Because he was not only a golden bodied Arhat, he also focused on cultivating the 'two emptiness'. He would be one of the best in the world in his ability to stay hidden, to conceal himself, and had various skills that would let him escape dangerous situations.
Shanjue let out a long sigh and said, ”Had you not cast the curse, I will surely be able to escape. I am now on the chopping block, and at your mercy. Will you let me go if I were to give you the undisclosed Dharma of the Chengshi Sect, and the ceremonial cultivating technique of Dipamkara Temple's Mind Lamp?'
Shen Lian coldly said, ”It seems you are still unwilling to give up. Had I taken up your offer and accepted the undisclosed Dharma, regardless of how accepting Zen Master Miaodi is, I'm afraid trouble is inevitable. As for the Mind Lamp's ceremonial cultivating technique, I don't need to focus on cultivating Dharma. Even if i were to totally master it, it will remain a foreign thing to me. Are you suggesting that I convert to Buddhism?”
Shen Lian was not afraid of Zen Master Miaodi. He had no intention of making the world his enemy, but he did not even have the capability to do so. The Zen masters from the eight Buddhism sects were intensive in their cultivation, each with their own secret technique. To thoughtlessly provoke them would mean grave trouble.