Chapter 583 – A String of Prayer Beads (1/2)

Fucking hell! Li Qingshan cursed inside.

The Unraging monk continued with a smile, “Actually, who created a cultivation method isn’t important. What is important is what the cultivation method can bring us. Damned disciple, you’ve already reached the sixth statue with the Demon Suppression Statuary. You can freely use the Chains of Demon Suppression and the Demon Suppression Tower, but can you be regarded as having grasped it completely?”

“I’ve only grasped twenty or thirty percent of it,” said Li Qingshan.

Even the Arts of the Boundless Ocean required him to constantly cultivate and comprehend in order to break through, let alone the Demon Suppression Statuary that was more profound. All he had done was take advantage of the intensity of his demonic nature and how he did not have to worry about his demonic nature running out of control.

“At least you know your limitations somewhat. You might have me as your master, but you probably have no interest in listening to actual buddhist classics, so let’s just talk about the profound wonders of the Demon Suppression Statuary instead!”

“Yes, master!”

Li Qingshan brought his palms together and lowered his head, answering politely. No matter how proud he was usually, he was receiving careful guidance for free, so he had to accept it with a modest mindset. He listened along closely.

Duoge copied Li Qingshan and brought his palms together in a hurry. “Yes, master.”

The Unraging monk smiled. “A century ago, your master I was once known as the ‘Raging Monk’. I could not stand any of the injustices of the world. Whenever I saw the kind-hearted being harassed, I would only ever be relieved if I killed the perpetrator, regardless of their identity or cultivation. During the several years I spent travelling outside, who knew how many lives I had claimed. The rage within me blazed fiercely, and my mind became lost, severely breaking the precept of anger. Before I knew it, I had already entered the demonic path…”

The Unraging monk sat on the rock, telling them patiently what he had gone through in the past, including why he had been punished to stand guard over the Demon Suppression hall and what led to him learning the Demon Suppression Statuary.

Li Qingshan listened along quietly, sighing over the Unraging monk’s journey before gaining much enlightenment from his experiences with comprehending the Demon Suppression Statuary. Before he knew it, the sun had set, and the sky had become covered with stars.

The days cycled through, and before he knew it, a month had passed.

Before the Demon Suppression hall, the vegetation stood lush and verdant. The scenery remained the same.

He stretched and woke up, rubbing his face. “I didn’t think I’d actually lose to that old monk with drinking. He must have used his powers secretly and cheated, taking advantage of the fact that my cultivation is not as high as his.”

The thunks of a wooden fish rang out beside him. Looking over, he saw the Unraging monk sitting in the shade of the mountain on a tall meadow, striking the wooden fish with one hand while holding prayer beads in the other.

Li Qingshan rolled over, leaning on his side as he asked in wonder, “Master, you chant scriptures too?”

“Your master I am a monk, so I obviously have to chant scriptures.”

Li Qingshan smiled. “Doesn’t the buddha pass through your belly, but alcohol and meat remain in your heart?”

The Unraging monk opened his eyes and smiled. “Today, your master is holding a banquet in his heart, inviting the buddha to dine on meat and alcohol. I need to chant a little to play my role as a host.”

Li Qingshan laughed aloud. His laughter echoed through the valley, startling a few birds.

“If I were the buddha, I’d wipe you off the face of the world with a palm strike right now, master.”

“And that’s why you’re not the buddha.” The Unraging monk smiled. His smile contained an indescribable sense of buddhist truth, which made Li Qingshan remember that this big, smiling monk was a great master who had undergone three heavenly tribulations.

Li Qingshan asked, “Junior brother hasn’t come out yet?”

The Unraging monk said, “Soon. He has already made it to the fourth floor. He’s basically at his limit now.”

“Master, why don’t you just teach us the entire Demon Suppression Statuary, and that’ll be that?”

Recently, Li Qingshan had been listening day and night to the Unraging monk explain the true essence of the Demon Suppression Statuary. He felt like he had benefited tremendously, and he gained some recognition for this easygoing and fearless master of his. However, he also became more curious about the next part of the Demon Suppression Statuary.

The Unraging monk said, “If you want to learn the whole thing, then you’ll have to kill your way down floor by floor. The Demon Suppression Statuary cannot be inherited through other methods. It cannot be passed on using words.”

“I’m very confused. If the first statue of the Demon Suppression Statuary is on the top floor, then only the weaker demonfolk have an opportunity to see it. Their demonic nature will never be strong enough, so even if they do comprehend it, they’ll never really achieve anything great. Meanwhile, the stronger demonfolk are all suppressed at the very bottom. Wouldn’t they never get the opportunity to learn the Demon Suppression Statuary?”

“Once you make it to the lowest floor of the Demon Suppression Statuary, you’ll understand.”

“Don’t worry, that day will come sooner or later.”

“That’s good if you have that confidence. However, before you undergo the third heavenly tribulation, I won’t permit you entering the ninth floor of the Demon Suppression hall.”

“Just what is suppressed down there?”

“When you see him in the future, you’ll know.”

“Alright then. No matter who he is, I’ll butcher him sooner or later.”

Li Qingshan rested his head on his arms and gazed at the sky. It had already been a month since he last saw Xiao An. He felt rather empty inside. Only when he remembered she was right round the corner did he find some peace.