Wizard: I Can Refine Everything-Chapter 199 - 29 Mountain Refining Body, Mountain Breaking Fist

Chapter 199: Chapter 29 Mountain Refining Body, Mountain Breaking Fist

Richard had hardly finished speaking when he saw the Mountain Dwarf, clad in a steel kasaya, glaring at him with wide, furious eyes. The other dwarfs accompanying him stared at Richard just as intensely.

Their gaze was so piercing it was as if they wanted to skewer Richard into a sieve.

Soon, the Mountain Dwarf in the steel kasaya spoke up,

“Great Wizard, I’m afraid your strength alone is not enough to take our temple’s teachings. Please consider more carefully before you act.”

As he spoke, a surge of energy fluctuations burst forth from the Mountain Dwarf. This dwarf, who had been so respectful to Richard before, was actually a third-level creature!

Hearing his words, Richard couldn’t help but chuckle and shake his head.

“Who said I intended to seize your temple’s teachings? Seeing Master you have such a strong aura, it seems you must be the Abbott of Changshan Temple. I am deeply honored and anxious to have the Abbott greet me personally.”

However, as much as Richard said so, there wasn’t a trace of genuine honor or anxiety on his face.

These aliens were nothing but the possessions of Garon the Great Wizard, no matter how strong they were, they were slaves, and couldn’t compare to a wizard like him.

The Mountain Dwarf nodded and said, “I am indeed the Abbott of Changshan Temple. Might I ask what you meant just now, Great Wizard?”

Richard smiled slightly and replied, “Before climbing the mountain, I asked around at the base. I heard that the Mountain Path is divided into three levels of teachings: Secret Transmission, Monk Transmission, and World Transmission.

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Am I wrong?”

The Abbott nodded and said, “You are correct, Great Wizard. The teachings of the Mountain Path are indeed divided into those three levels.”

“So the meaning of these three levels is also as described by the people at the base of the mountain?” Richard continued, “The Secret Transmission is the core secret of the temple, which only the Abbott can fully learn. The Monk Transmission is practiced by all monks in the temple. And the World Transmission can be learned by anyone who comes to the temple.”

The Abbott nodded again, “Indeed, as you have said, Great Wizard.”

Richard clapped his hands, “Well, there it is. What I want to learn is not your temple’s Secret Transmission, but rather the World Transmission and Monk Transmission. This shouldn’t be a big problem for you, should it?”

Hearing Richard’s words, the Abbott hesitated for a moment. Before receiving Richard, he had contemplated many scenarios. However, he hadn’t considered the current one.

“The World Transmission can indeed be taught to you, Great Wizard, but the Monk Transmission…” the Abbott trailed off hesitantly.

“Come now, don’t be so rigid.”

Richard pulled out an Aldo Mushroom from his pocket.

This World Mushroom, which could enhance one’s physique, emitted a fragrance that instantly caught the Mountain Dwarf’s attention.

“This is good stuff. I’m an outsider, and I won’t be teaching the Monk Transmission to other temples. You should give it some thought, Abbott. I have plenty of these.”

“This…”

The Abbott was torn.

Indeed, the Monk Transmission was a nebulous boundary for temples.

What temple hadn’t there been a case where Monk Transmission had been taught to an outsider? Even the Secret Transmission had been given out by some temples.

At this moment, with Richard’s noble status and the offer of the enticing Aldo Mushroom, the Abbott’s resolve was wavering.

A few minutes later, the Abbott’s eyes sharpened and he addressed Richard, “I must make it clear to you, Great Wizard. Practicing the Mountain Path is difficult even for us Mountain Dwarfs. For you, a wizard, I fear even the basics may be challenging.”

Richard dismissed the concern with a wave of his hand, “Just teach me. Whether I can learn it or not is my problem.”

Seeing Richard so resolute, the Abbott did not persuade him further and immediately led him into the temple.

Changshan Temple was a large complex, with over a thousand monks, and tens of thousands more disciples yet to mature. On the way to the temple, Richard saw numerous Mountain Dwarfs carrying stones on their backs.

“Abbott, are these individuals in training?” Richard asked, pointing to those bearing stones.

The Abbott glanced over and nodded, “Those are disciples yet to begin training. They are strengthening their physique by carrying stones. Once they are able to carry ten thousand jin stones and move as swiftly as the wind on stairs, they will be considered to have entered the door.”

Due to the abnormal gravity of the Mountain World, the ten thousand jin mentioned by the Abbott was equivalent to one million jin in the Wizard World.

Using his Energy Vision, Richard observed the dwarfs moving with stones on their back and noticed an ongoing movement of energy paths within their bodies.

The energy initiated from their hearts, following different pathways, and whenever the energy circuit could return to the heart, the load of stones they carried reached ten thousand jin.

“Interesting. The training methods of the Mountain Dwarfs and the Adaptation Body have their similarities. Both involve the constant physical stimulation to adapt to the current environment.”

Arriving at the temple gate, a huge wooden door, disproportionate to the dwarfs’ stature, presented itself before Richard.

The abnormal gravity of the Mountain World meant most plants were quite short, although there were also mountainous tall trees.

These trees were of exceptionally tough quality, and even refined steel couldn’t compare. Without practicing the Mountain Path, it would be impossible for dwarfs to fell such trees.

Thus, felling these giants to make doors became a display of a temple’s strength.

Richard went up to the door and touched it. He had seen this type of hardwood before in the market, used as a material for crafting Alchemy Golems.

The Abbott stood next to Richard, his hands on the wooden door, then his arm muscles inflated.

Creaking…

The huge door was slowly pushed open by the Abbott, without Richard sensing any fluctuation of energy.

This indicated the dwarf had opened the door using mere physical strength.

Richard made a quick estimation; in the Wizard World, the two doors would weigh at least a thousand tons. In the Mountain World, they would be at least ten thousand tons.

With sheer physical strength, the Mountain Dwarf pushed open the door; his power was truly beyond belief.

“Please follow me,” the Abbott nodded to Richard.

Entering the monastery, Richard followed the Abbott through the twists and turns excavated from the mountains, heading deeper into the mountain’s core.

And as he delved further, Richard felt the gravity he was bearing slowly increase.

By the time the Abbott stopped, the surrounding gravitational environment had changed from ten times to fifty times normal.

Under such gravity, energy waves started to manifest within Richard’s body as he used his magic power to combat the terrible force. Yet, the Abbott remained as usual.

“Sir, what type of heritage would you like to learn?”

At that moment, Richard and the Abbott were in a room resembling a secret chamber, which contained many stele-like objects.

“What type?” Richard pondered for a moment and then slowly spoke, “I’m very interested in your combat skills and the methods of cultivating physical improvements.”

After hearing this, the Abbott contemplated briefly, then turned and walked into the secret chamber to carry out two steles.

“Great Wizard, according to ancient customs, these items were originally to be passed on to the monks just below the Abbott. But… sigh, I hope you find them satisfactory.”

Looking at the Mountain Dwarf who hesitated to speak further, Richard asked curiously:

“It seems you weren’t coerced by Garon the Great Wizard to do this. Abbott, if there is anything troubling you, feel free to share with me. I might be able to offer some explanation.”

The Abbott sighed, “Garon the Great possesses the strength of a Martial Saint and the broad-mindedness of a Grandmaster. We are wholeheartedly devoted to him, both in mind and in speech.

He truly hasn’t imposed any harsh rules upon us.

As for the heritage… Sir, if you woke up one day to find yourself a character from history, and additionally within a palm-sized secret realm, how would you react?

If it weren’t for the fact that guarding the secret teachings is my lifelong commitment and the foundation upon which Changshan Temple stands,

I’d have no interest in guarding it anymore, even if it were the secret teachings.”

There was a look of confusion in the Abbott’s eyes; he had begun to doubt himself.

The existence of the Secret Realm had shaken the very foundation of his understanding. Was he really himself? Was he truly guarding Changshan Temple?

Faced with the Abbott’s confusion, Richard shook his head.

It was clear he hadn’t perused the Wizard’s research on Secret Realms.

The Wizard’s exploration of Secret Realms hadn’t ceased since their discovery; the most widely accepted theory amongst them is that Secret Realms originate from a detachment from history.

In the worldview of Wizards, the world is a collective of space and time, which means that even past history is part of the world.

The appearance of a Secret Realm, simply put, is when the operation of the world has issues, and what was a settled part of history suddenly sprouts a new branch.

For the world, such a branch is akin to a bug or a tumor; for its own stability, the world would excise this offshoot.

Thus essentially, creatures from Secret Realms and beings from the primary world are no different.

Both creatures are real and are one and the same person.

The issue of whether to replicate or not is an ethical and moral one, an area where Wizards are traditionally very flexible.

Two identical Wizards, if not too odd in personality, will quite harmoniously coexist.

“Abbott, you have no reason to be confused. You are still you, even though there exists someone identical to you in history. You and the historical Abbott of Changshan Temple are the same person.

Put simply, you have already died, but the world has revived you.”

“I’ve died already? But I’m alive again?”

The Abbott pointed to himself, his eyes filled with confusion and astonishment.

“Yes, simply put, that’s the case. If you feel that your life lacks meaning, why not ask Garon the Great Wizard to release you back to the Mountain World where you can rebuild Changshan Temple?” Richard said indifferently.

“The significance of one’s life is bestowed by oneself; if you feel you have no purpose, then create one for yourself.”

Upon hearing this, the Abbott fell into deep thought and, after a while, he put his palms together and bowed to Richard.

“Thank you for your guidance, Sir.”

He then re-entered the secret chamber and took out two more steles to give to Richard.

“Sir, these two are the secret teachings of my monastery. One is called ‘Mountain Refining Body,’ and the other ‘Mountain Breaking Fist.'”

Richard looked surprised, but his hands were deftly quick.

Placing the two steles in his pocket, Richard placed his hands together and said to the Abbott:

“Thank you, Abbott.”

The Abbott shook his head with a light now in his eyes and a smile on his lips, as if he had broken through the confusion in his heart and reached enlightenment.

“Your words to me are like a lamp in the dark night, illuminating the path.

This is a heavenly gift that allows Changshan Temple to be rebuilt. If not for your enlightenment, I fear I might have continued to waste away in the Secret Realm.

Your kindness to Changshan Temple is akin to its rebirth.

These mere secret teachings are not worth mentioning.”