“Immortal friend Shen, this humble monk still has to retrieve those golden scrolls, so I won’t stay long.”
Outside the door, Master Zhikong came to bid farewell.
The people of the Divine Dynasty were well-informed and wise.
Without genuine benefits, who would be willing to believe in a demon?
Apart from the spiritual light that warmed one’s heart, brought comfort throughout the body, and could heal hidden illnesses, the rat demon had also distributed many golden scrolls.
Gold was precious, but even more precious were the scriptures engraved within.
Although only a small portion was recorded, it was indeed the Three Tribulation Lotus Platform technique that Shen Yi used to protect his divine soul through tribulation, facilitating comprehension of the heavens and earth.
Now they needed to retrieve them all; this was not because Master Zhikong was stingy.
Such a cultivation method, even for experienced practitioners, could lead to falling into illusions with one careless move.
Let alone ordinary mortals holding incomplete fragments; if, while chanting the sutras, they could not suppress their greed and took an extra glance, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Besides that…
Master Zhikong slightly lifted his eyes, gazing through the rooftop at the boundless imperial aura filling the sky.
A faint unease stirred in his heart.