The world has turned into Hell's Game, why should I stay human?!-Chapter 1194 - 743: Padmasambhava Heart Mantra, Great Virtuous Vajra (2)

Chapter 1194: Chapter 743: Padmasambhava Heart Mantra, Great Virtuous Vajra (2)

Liu Zheng nodded.

It’s hard to sell favors, and money doesn’t fall from the sky, save wherever possible.

"Do I still need to be here?"

asked.

"No, thanks for coming to help, Brother 4399."

He said respectfully.

"Mm."

nodded and left the clinic.

Silver Wolf left soon after, but Ace chose to stay.

"Brother Zheng, you tricked me. Your strategy was useless, and I ended up getting zapped all over."

Ace complained.

"The strategy isn’t an exploit; it depends on the right timing to be effective. How about this, next time I’ll give you this hat to try again."

Liu Zheng laughed.

"What kind of hat is that? It’s bloody and creepy."

"It’s a villain hat, the more bad deeds you do, the luckier you get."

He replied.

"Dang, that’s so you, Brother Zheng. This hat probably won’t do me much good; the worst thing I’ve done is sneak boogers into the water cup of a colleague I hate."

Ace said.

"You still have the nerve to talk after Liu Zheng set you up, and now you’re setting me up. A total wipe-out in the first scene, how am I supposed to mix in the board game circle after this gets out?"

Nightingale glared.

"My decision-making wasn’t wrong. If Dice Lady doesn’t love me, what can I do?"

Ace shrank his neck and muttered quietly.

"You guys argue; I’m going back to sleep."

Liu Zheng closed his eyes and returned to a half-asleep state.

Meanwhile, Yong Ren made several phone calls after leaving the clinic, and finally arrived in front of a teahouse.

He reached out and touched the top of his head, and three thousand strands of hair automatically fell off, transforming into a pure black Mani Pearl.

The scar on his head had faded, but the remnants of the past were still visible.

Yong Ren rubbed his bald head, a hint of melancholy flashed in his eyes, then he strode into the teahouse.

"Welcome."

The shop assistant packaging tea leaves called out, then looked up.

"Uncle Yong Ren."

The assistant greeted with hands clasped together.

"Mm. Where’s your master?"

Yong Ren asked.

"The Master Da De from Zhasang Temple is here, my master is entertaining guests in the Lotus Flower Suite."

The assistant replied.

Lotus flowers are sacred within the Buddhist Sect, and the Lotus Flower Suite is specifically used to host members of the Buddhist Sect.

"Mm."

Yong Ren nodded and then came to the Lotus Flower Suite himself.

He reached out and pressed several times on the twelve-petaled lotus flower on the door, and the suite door automatically opened.

Inside the suite, two people sat opposite each other on the floor: one was a graceful young woman in gauze clothing, and the other was a serene Great Monk in a Kasaya.

When they saw him, the Buddha Power they had secretly gathered dissipated again.

"I’ll go get busy, you two senior brothers take your time."

The young woman stood up, bowed, and left through a hidden door.

"Long time no see, Brother Da De."

Yong Ren plopped himself opposite the Great Monk and took a sip from the woman’s teacup.

"Should I address you as Brother Yong Ren or Patron Yong Ren?"

The Great Monk said indifferently.

"Brother is me, Patron is also me. How come you’ve regressed while cultivating Buddhist Law in the temple, Brother Da De? You’re getting more superficial."

Yong Ren retorted rudely.

"Before achieving bodhi, one inevitably has a discriminative mind. Master Miaoxiang told this poor monk that Patron Yong Ren wanted to meet me, and this poor monk had to consider whether or not to rid the Buddhist Sect of you as a traitor and miscreant."

The Great Monk said coldly.

"Eradicating me? Your cultivation hasn’t improved, but your bragging skills have."

Yong Ren sneered.

"Then try me. Back in Zhasang Temple, I shattered your Great Black Vajra Protection Spell with two palms. Today, I want to see how many blows you can take from me?"

Though his cultivation progress had plateaued over the years, his combat skills had improved dramatically, and he was not intimidated by the Great Monk who had descended without his true form.

The so-called true form refers to the artificial body or pre-Metaverse physical form that Buddhist Sect disciples nourished through Buddha Power.

In the real world, Buddhist Sect disciples must use their true form to carry consciousness in order to fully exert their strength.

Of course, the cost of true form destruction is also considerable, similar to the cost of Taoism cultivators having their Lifebound Magical Treasure destroyed.

"Amitabha, did Brother Yong Ren specifically summon me just to test my cultivation?"

The Great Monk recited the Buddha’s name and asked with his head down.

"Of course, there’s good stuff to find you with."

Yong Ren smiled again when he saw his change in address.

"What’s the matter?"

"That delivery man named Liu Zheng, did he approach you to buy an artificial body?"

Yong Ren asked.

"That’s right. Did they also approach you, Brother?"

The Great Monk retorted.

"Exactly. They offered terms I couldn’t refuse, but who am I, Yong Ren, to monopolize this? I thought of you immediately, wanting to share the riches with you."

Yong Ren said with a grin.

"Was it Liu Zheng who asked you to cooperate with me?"

The Great Monk said indifferently.

"Same difference. The end result is I plan to cooperate with you to take this deal, interested?"

Yong Ren waved his hand.

"What terms did Liu Zheng ultimately offer?"

The Great Monk asked.

"That’s your business, as it’s offered to me. You just have to hear the terms I offer you."

Yong Ren said.

"Please speak, Brother."

"A scroll of the Heart Mantra written in the blood of the Lotus Born Master, interested?"

Yong Ren asked.

"What?!"

The Great Monk was utterly shocked, crushing the tea cup in his hand.

No wonder he was so shocked; the name of the Lotus Born Master was too famous.

The Lotus Born Master is the founder of The Church of the Loudspeaker, known as the "Fundamental Master" and the "Second Buddha."

To those in The Church of the Loudspeaker, his status is akin to Dharma Ancestor’s status in Zen Buddhism.

Though Zhasang Temple practices multiple Magic Techniques, its foundation is still The Church of the Loudspeaker, and a Heart Mantra written by the Lotus Born Master is an unparalleled treasure for him.

"How come such a Buddha Treasure is in your possession?"

The Great Monk stared at Yong Ren, his eyes filled with countless characters flickering in and out.

He used telepathy, though he couldn’t read Yong Ren’s mind, he could discern whether Yong Ren was speaking the truth.

"What’s strange about that? Everyone has their fated encounters."

"In fact, my defection from the Buddhist Sect is linked to this treasure. Ever since I obtained it, I couldn’t eat or sleep well. I couldn’t bear to hand it over to the temple, and I couldn’t protect it myself either. At that time, everyone seemed to come for the Heart Mantra, and there were several instances where I almost acted."

"Luckily, I figured it out later; since this Heart Mantra is a heirloom among the Buddhist Sect folks, I stayed in a place without any Buddhist Sect people."

"Indeed, ever since leaving the Metaverse for City Hall, I’ve been eating well, sleeping well, you can’t even imagine how peaceful life has been."

Yong Ren said with happiness.

"Amitabha."

The Great Monk didn’t know how to evaluate his rebellious yet reasonable words, so he recited a Buddha’s name.

"So? Are these terms enough?"

Yong Ren asked.

"I need to check the goods first."

The Great Monk said.

"You can check the goods if you give me satisfying terms first."

Yong Ren replied.

"...A Great Vajra Guardian."

The Great Monk said after a long silence.

The Great Virtuous Vajra, also called Fearsome Vajra or Niu Tou Ming Wang, is the wrathful manifestation of Manjushri Bodhisattva,

its body has nine faces, thirty-four arms, and sixteen feet.

The nine faces represent nine classes of Buddha teachings, the central black bull head signifies the suppression of King Yan, the highest yellow head is the original image of Manjushri,

thirty-four arms to correspond to body, speech, and mind, and thirty-seven paths; the right eight legs crush eight heavenly kings symbolizing eight achievements, the left eight legs crush eight female queens symbolizing eight sovereign purities.

The Great Vajra competes with Vajra of Supreme Joy and Dense Vajra in the Supreme Yoga Department as the main deity, incomparable in excellence.

Meanwhile, Guardian refers to the top-tier combat artificial body in Buddhism, each Guardian is a heavy-weight temple weapon, not to be used lightly.

"Not enough."

Yet Yong Ren hesitated and raised his head.

"Did you think I didn’t know? The Guardian of Great Vajra in Zhasang Temple was once possessed by Heavenly Demon, its original data was all formatted, the software was installed later, the apparent parameters remain unchanged, but its real combat ability is lacking."

Yong Ren sneered.

"How did you know about this?"

The Great Monk was stunned.