Chapter 100: Tanning the Skin
After setting the young girl down, Lu Dechang turned around and found Ye Xiyuan. He gave him some orders,
"There are too many people and it's chaotic at Jiuyue Mountain. It wouldn't be good to take action here against this evil Buddha."
"After all, we are pretending to hold a law conference. Once I have arranged things on the road in the next few days, you can take a few disciples, including Qing, and take him back to the academy through a small path. This way, it will prevent any trouble during the night. I will stay here and wait until the law conference ends before returning. By then, we will offer this evil Buddha's blood as a sacrifice in front of the master's grave."
After waiting for so many years, Ye Xiyuan felt a mix of emotions as he finally saw a glimmer of hope for revenge. He looked at Lu Dechang who appeared tired and visibly aged. His throat choked up and he quickly agreed.
After casting a glance at the white-clad young man kneeling in the shadow with handcuffs and shackles, a scene from before the mountain gate reappeared in Ye Xiyuan's mind, causing his heart to sink.
Even though Lu Cixian was only at the foundational level of cultivation, for some unknown reason, the thought of Lu Cixian made him feel slightly restless.
Within five days, at most, even if the elder hadn't made proper arrangements, he had to take this evil Buddha and leave. If he didn't leave, Lu Cixian might catch up and it wouldn't be so easy to escape. If it weren't for the Great Hall of Light holding a position of power and having many concerns, their pressure this time wouldn't have been so simple.
But Lu Cixian was different, the disciple of Venerable One Miaofa's words were all lies, this person was just a wanderer!
When Ye Xiyuan thought about it, it was reasonable to suspect that this wandering Lu Cixian might come back to kill again!
At any moment now!
By the side of Qieli Pond.
Qiao Wan had just stepped into the big pot.
Hot!!
As soon as her skin touched the bubbling potion, Qiao Wan immediately furrowed her brows, sucking in a breath from the burning sensation.
However, now that she had entered, she couldn't just step out again.
Qiao Wan, unable to bear the scalding heat, crossed her legs and settled herself in the pot. She let the medicine in the pot fully submerge her body before closing her eyes and calmly entering a meditative state.
In the book "Essence of Body Refinement," it was emphasized that the most important aspect of stewing oneself in an iron pot was the repeated refinement of the body through spiritual energy. Therefore, the first priority was to protect all the internal organs, tendons, veins, and bones with spiritual power. While the skin and flesh could be stewed and regenerated, any damage to the meridians and internal organs could lead to a dangerous leak of spiritual energy and put one's life in danger.
This method was extremely dangerous, and there have been cases where brave warriors accidentally stewed themselves to death.
Qiao Wan sat quietly in the iron pot, feeling the boiling water scorch her skin, causing indescribable pain throughout her body. It felt like someone was scraping her with layers of iron.
After protecting her meridians and internal organs with her spiritual power, the medicine containing spiritual energy catalyzed her skin and flesh, forcing out many dark impurities.
But that's not enough, it's just the first step of "removing the weeds and keeping the essence", there's more to come!
Training is a process of adventure. Didn't someone wise say that the meaning of life lies in experiencing new things?
Life is not just about sitting still, it's about constantly exploring and trying new things.
From sunrise to moonset, Qiao Wan immersed herself in a big pot to cook.
This training method has one difficult aspect - you can't faint. When Qiao Wan endures the thunderstorm, she can at least pass out from the pain, wipe away her tears, and continue. But when you cook yourself in an iron pot, once you pass out from the pain, you will only become a tasty pot ingredient.
Qiao Wan was in so much pain that she was a bit confused, and when her spiritual power was almost exhausted, she faintly heard a familiar voice in her ear.
"Calm your mind, focus your thoughts, I am here."
It felt like a beam of Buddha's light slowly entered her body, flowing from her head all the way down, easing some of her pain.
That voice is most likely Miaofa, the senior practitioner.
As Qiao Wan heard the sound, she suddenly became calm. The pain made her a little dizzy, but she quickly regained her senses. She didn't dare to relax and eagerly absorbed the rays of Buddha light, using them for herself.
During the following time, the Buddhist practitioner stayed by the pot and personally guided her on what to do. The Buddha light didn't stop, it accompanied the rising and setting of the sun.
It's quite horrifying to see someone sitting in a pot, cooking themselves. Hopefully, Qiao Wan's performance of cooking herself in an iron pot left a good impression on Miaofa and didn't leave any bad memories.
While Qiao Wan was sitting in the pot, cooking herself, Miaofa quietly watched her in the iron pot.
He saw her as a young girl crying with tears and runny nose due to love, but now she has grown into a graceful and polite young lady, shining like a sword.
Because dreams are unstable, he had been avoiding dream illusions and was trapped by his inner demons. One day, Miaofa and Qiao Wan lost contact, but he didn't think much of it, as everyone has their own experiences.
Although he didn't interact with Qiao Wan much, he trusted her character. However, he didn't expect that after reestablishing contact, Qiao Wan would become the way she is now, like a tough and fearless warrior.
During the process of repeatedly refining and "cooking" the flesh and skin, it was Miaofa who administered the medicine.
After the medicine was added, the fully refined new flesh and skin reattached to the body.
In the end, it was the Buddhist who pulled Qiao Wan out.
As she looked up and met a pair of deep blue eyes, Qiao Wan's mouth twitched, suddenly feeling that something was not quite right.
But the gaze of the Buddha on her face remained just as sharp and serious as before, and Qiao Wan couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.
After such a long period of intense concentration, the tension in her nerves suddenly relaxed when she was lifted out of the pot. She didn't have time to investigate where this strange feeling came from. Her vision went black, and she fainted the next second.
Miaofa was left staring at Qiao Wan in his hands, and after a moment he seemed to finally realize something. His eyebrows furrowed, and he removed his green robe and covered her with it. He then picked up Qiao Wan and left Dingren Peak, taking her back with him.
It wasn't strange to bring "him" back to Dingren Peak, since Miaofa was meditating there. But it was definitely strange for Miaofa to be carrying himself!
Qiao Wan stayed stunned for a moment, finally realizing what was wrong.
She was completely naked, not wearing any clothes!
After realizing this, Qiao Wan 's heart trembled.
Qiao Wan couldn't believe what was happening. It wasn't really her fault though. The Venerable One's appearance was so sacred, and he was someone she had always respected. He even stayed close to the hot pot, helping to watch the fire and add water.
It's like worrying that the Buddha would do something to you. It would never happen!
But no matter what, running naked in front of an elder was a very shameful thing, even for a man. And especially with all eyes on her and this blue robe that she was wearing, Qiao Wan felt speechless and silently looked up at the sky.
The robe itself was already a clue that the Venerable One had noticed something strange happening.
After realizing this, the embarrassment multiplied by a hundred.
Qiao Wan looked at the "herself" in Miaofa's hand, and she froze for a moment. Her heart suddenly raced out of her chest, and her face turned red. She quickly and sheepishly extended her hand.
"After refining the skin, how do you feel?"
But to her surprise, the monk completely ignored her slightly blushing face and gave her a glance, frowning for the first time and asking a question.
Qiao Wan was taken aback and instinctively answered, "I'm fine."
The process of cultivation for monks was originally a process of purifying oneself and removing impurities, making their skin more delicate than ordinary people.
However, after cultivating their skin, the monks' skin becomes even more delicate and resilient than ordinary cultivated individuals.
Through the green robe she was wearing, Qiao Wan could see her own fair and radiant skin, with smooth muscles.
Jiuyue Mountain, where the Great Hall of Light is located, was originally full of spiritual energy. Before losing consciousness, Qiao Wan could clearly feel the perfect compatibility between her skin and the spiritual energy. The spiritual energy flowed like a gentle stream, nurturing her pores at all times.
Strong and sturdy.
Every inch of her flesh seemed to be born for battle - she was her own weapon and shield.
No...
More important than her progress in cultivation was the fact that she was still running around naked!
But the aura surrounding the Buddha was so strong and untouchable that Qiao Wan felt embarrassed to bring up the fact that she was still running naked. And she was in an awkward position, being held like a princess.
It wasn't until the Buddha finally realized that he was holding someone in his arms and casually placed her on a large stone in front of him.
The thin fabric clung to his chest as it got wet, revealing a faint outline of his muscles.
Qiao Wan felt a pang of panic and quickly adjusted the fabric on her body, covering herself more securely with the blue robe, and tucked it behind her.
Problem solved.
With her back straight and tightly drawn, Qiao Wan knelt in front of the Buddha, shook her head, and firmly pushed away the shameful act of running naked, redirecting her thoughts back to Cen Qingyou.
Just thinking about Cen Qingyou, the heat on Qiao Wan's face gradually dissipated, and she regained her composure.
This situation has reached this point partly because of her involvement. If it wasn't for her helping to cleanse the evil energy in the dungeon, which ended up stirring her own inner demons, Miaofa wouldn't have had to exert all her energy and suppress her own demons when the three groups came to cause trouble at Sun Tao College.
Thinking about this, Qiao Wan glanced at the Buddhist practitioner in front of her.
This beautifully glamorous appearance, contrasting with the fierce and solemn demeanor, seemed as if the Buddha in the Great Hall had come to life and walked down.
As she looked at Miaofa, Qiao Wan couldn't help but wonder, what kind of inner demons did the predecessor have to make the entire Great Hall of Light wary in such a way?
And then there was Cen Qingyou .
Cen Qingyou couldn't possibly be Blue-eyed Evil Buddha.
How could that young man, who blushes and gets embarrassed when a girl approaches him, just like her, and who has a pink butterfly living in his heart, possibly be Blue-eyed Evil Buddha?
Qiao Wan thought.
Regardless, in order to repay the favor of rescuing Mrs. Cen, she was determined to bring him back.
This is her, the only way she can repay Mrs. Cen.
