A Top Scholar in Everything-Chapter 891 - 877: Temple

The new business in front of Baiyu piqued his interest.

He looked at the monk and curiously asked, "Do you not know that you are already dead?"

The monk replied, "I know, but you may not realize, sir, that in this city, even if we die, we cannot find liberation. Through the ages, anyone who dies in this city cannot escape from it and will live here day after day.

This is essentially an unconventional immortality.

Of course.

This distorted immortality has driven many people nearly insane, coupled with the accumulation of negative emotions after death, twisting the entire city. As you've seen along the way, those twisted resentful spirits engaging in all sorts of frantic acts.

If we don't find some joy for ourselves, we will go mad too."

The monk's face was full of helplessness, with traces of compassion in his eyes, unsure whether he pitied his own situation or sighed for the various mad and bizarre behaviors in this city.

For Baiyu, this was the first time he saw a kind of spirit with independent thought not controlled by negative emotions, with goodwill still in its heart. It couldn't quite be called a ghost; it should be another form of aberration.

They had already become another kind of life form.

Baiyu secretly speculated that this monk must have been a highly accomplished monk in life to maintain his purity of heart after death without falling into depravity.

In the end, though.

Baiyu still refused to draw lots, he didn't believe in it, being a traveler with a youthful, impetuous spirit familiar with many online novels, he always believed in 'my fate is what I make of it', with no divine powers watching from above.

Those divine spirits were just powerful cultivators.

Either cultivating Martial Dao to a point of perfection, unrivaled by anyone, or developing extraordinary abilities to the extreme. Anyway, they weren't omnipotent; if they really were immortal as legends tell, those spirits wouldn't have fallen.

"Alright, sir, you seem to be a person of strong mind, may I ask, despite the risk of being presumptuous, what era is it in the outside world now?"

The monk's eyes showed some curiosity.

Baiyu replied, "Radiant Calendar year one thousand, how long have you been trapped here?"

"I'm not sure, at least ten thousand years probably. Radiant Calendar… sounds unfamiliar; when I first entered the Carefree Blessed Land, it was during the First Black Moon era, a time when humanity's leader was the King of Light, but in the end, the King of Light didn't lead us to withstand the Spiritual Qi Revival."

"Unexpectedly, humanity has not perished after ten thousand years, but embraced another Spiritual Qi Revival."

The monk lamented.

Baiyu raised his eyebrow, suddenly realizing the person before him was practically a living dictionary. To learn about the history of Canglan Star and confirm whether this place is Earth, he need only ask him!

"Master, do you know Earth?"

Baiyu asked.

"Earth? Are you referring to the name of the planet we are on? At that time, we called it Blue Star, and remember ancient civilizations from an earlier era called this place Earth."

The monk tried hard to recall, but after endless repetitive days of life, his memory was not complete; much had been forgotten, especially combined with what Baiyu mentioned, already being very distant from the era he lived in.

However.

Just knowing this information had Baiyu's heart racing; this place indeed was Earth.

He hadn't traveled to another planet.

But instead traveled to the future Earth, who knows how many years later.

The monk had limited information, after pondering for a while he asked, "How do you know about Earth? It should have been tens of thousands of years ago by now."

"I like exploring ancient ruins; I'm a lover of ancient cultures, I happened to read about these in an ancient book and became very interested." Baiyu gave a common and harmless reason.

And the monk indeed didn't doubt, eagerly adding, "I don't know much, but I know someone who's lived the longest among us, still retaining clarity, and with extensive knowledge who surely knows that history."

Baiyu's face lit up with joy. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

From the monk's mouth, he learned that in a small temple on the southern side of the city, there is a master who practices asceticism, maintaining clarity after death due to his profound Buddhist Dharma in life, continuing his bitter practice, avoiding madness within endless years.

The true name of this senior was unknown to all, but his Dharma name was well-known far and wide.

Master Kucha!

Was one of the oldest among the old ghosts in this city.

Just as Baiyu intended to visit Master Kucha, the monk said, "Sir, it's already late, rest for the night, and go tomorrow in the daytime; the city is most dangerous at night. Anything can come out, things get quite unsettling."

Baiyu didn't refuse, agreeing to the monk's request.

This temple was not small, yet only the monk lived here; he said he built it himself, one piece of wood, and one brick at a time. After all, in endless years, the one thing he had in abundance was time.

The monk's dinner was simple too.

A few pieces of bluish-green wild herbs with two cornbreads. He prepared a portion for Baiyu too, but Baiyu dared not eat it.

Though the monk has behaved normally from the start, in such a ghostly place, maintaining vigilance is crucial, especially about the food. After experiencing the dumpling shop incident, Baiyu had silently decided not to consume anything here.

Eating the biscuits he carried with him, Baiyu was led to a side room by the monk. The setup inside was very simple: a table, a stool, and a wooden bed. Aside from these, there was nothing else.

"Please sleep here, sir. I must go copy scriptures now."

After settling Baiyu in, the monk closed the door and left the side room. Baiyu found it a bit strange; everything here seemed too normal. In such an abnormal place, it seemed a bit out of place.

Could it be he was overthinking, and this monk was a good person?

He shook his head, sat on the bed, and began to run the Moon Spirit Divine Celestial Technique and Ice Skin Jade Bone Skill, the two Core Techniques he was cultivating. Regarding this point, he had asked Yao Shuimei, who had clearly told him that Core Techniques could be practiced simultaneously.

Furthermore.

With increased strength, the number of Core Techniques that can be cultivated will increase.

Ordinary Martial Artist can have one, Elite Martial Artist can have two, Grandmaster can have three.

As for above Grandmaster.

Yao Shuimei didn't know.

It was only from then that Baiyu learned the gap between Ordinary Martial Artist and Elite Martial Artist, having an extra Core Technique is an overwhelming advantage in battle, not to mention the Blood Qi Detection between them.

In this way, Baiyu continuously absorbed Spiritual Qi, cultivated until midnight; in the Blessed Land, Spiritual Qi was plentiful, almost frighteningly so.

He was greedily absorbing the surrounding Spiritual Qi, transforming it into his own Blood Qi when suddenly a peculiar sound interrupted his cultivation.