Super Combat Soldier
Chapter 675 - 674【The Heritage of Yijin Jing】

Chapter 675: Chapter 674【The Heritage of Yijin Jing】

[PS: The second installment for today has arrived. It’s the last month of the year, and I wish all brothers improvement in academics and advancement in careers!]

Master Fang Zheng’s words stunned Ye Tianchen. He had not expected that, despite being a Superpower User, he was not part of the "Tao" cultivation; he was merely an alternative existence. It’s no wonder that during the apocalypse, Ye Tianchen realized that after reaching the Divine-level superpower realm, no matter how hard he tried, he could no longer enhance his strength. It turned out he simply was not on this "path".

"But, since Superpower Users have already become a type of cultivator, then..." Ye Tianchen was still somewhat confused.

"I understand what you mean, but this universe is a world of Martial Arts. It just happens to have Superpower Users as a unique category. If you want to break through and gain more powerful strength, you must abandon Superpower and retain only the Martial Arts True Power. I know it might not be easy for you, but I told you this because I believe you are a person with great perseverance and ambition," Master Fang Zheng said to Ye Tianchen.

"This universe is a Martial Arts world? Then what are we Superpower Users considered?" Ye Tianchen couldn’t help but ask.

"Superpower Users are an alternative existence within the Martial Arts Great World, and this existence has always been beneath Martial Arts. To gain something, you must let go!" Master Fang Zheng said.

Ye Tianchen stood still, lost in thought for a long time before coming back to reality. He respectfully said, "Thank you for your guidance, Master. There are currently two different forces within me, one is Superpower and the other is Martial Arts True Power. Perhaps letting go of one or merging them poses a danger, but it’s also an opportunity!"

"Indeed, it’s just unfortunate that my skill is no longer what it used to be, and I still need to remain to fight against Evil Men. Otherwise, I could have helped you merge them, which would have greatly increased your power!" Master Fang Zheng nodded and said.

"Then, Master, you mentioned that the three Ancient Divine Swords within me are also a great hidden danger. May I know why?" Ye Tianchen continued to ask.

"The ten Ancient Divine Swords are not from Earth. In this universe, there are many places of cultivation, perhaps even places of Eternal Life. I have only heard that the ten Ancient Divine Swords are lethal weapons that once tried to refine this universe. Their power was so immense, it was simply beyond human resistance!" Master Fang Zheng said with a tone of surprise.

"Refine this universe?" Dongfang Meng couldn’t help but express her surprise.

"Thank you, Master. I definitely won’t let some people’s conspiracies succeed!" Ye Tianchen thought for a moment and said seriously.

"Yes, having two strong energies inside you is always a bane. You should find a way to resolve it sooner. Also, be very careful with the three Ancient Divine Swords; they are not that simple!" Master Fang Zheng nodded and said.

Ye Tianchen looked at Master Fang Zheng, feeling that this venerable monk exuded great wisdom and had a profound understanding of life and death. It seemed he possessed an indescribable mana, providing many insights, especially for Ye Tianchen’s dilemma of choosing between the two strong energies. It was Master Fang Zheng’s explanation that made Ye Tianchen realize that this universe was actually the world of Martial Arts, and to become a true strong person, relying on the superpower realm was insufficient; one must either merge or abandon it.

"Not to conceal this from you, Master, but I have come to Shaolin Temple for another matter as well..." Ye Tianchen began.

"What is it? Feel free to speak!" Master Fang Zheng asked kindly.

"I wish to cultivate the Yijin Jing of Shaolin Temple!" Ye Tianchen said straightforwardly.

Standing beside, Dongfang Meng was shocked, not expecting Ye Tianchen to be so direct about wanting to obtain Shaolin Temple’s Yijin Jing. Regardless of it being the most formidable Martial Arts True Power Scripture within the Ancient Martial World and being in Shaolin Temple, how could they possibly show such an important spell to an outsider? His blunt request seemed almost rash.

"It’s too late, too late..." Master Fang Zheng shook his head and said.

"Master, do you mean..." Ye Tianchen quickly asked.

"The Yijin Jing has already been lost. Since my senior fellow disciple passed away, the transmission has completely ended. If it was still here, I would let you take a look. Whether you can comprehend it depends on your fate!" Master Fang Zheng sighed and said.

Originally, Master Fang Zheng’s senior monk brother, a high Buddhist monk who chanted the Buddha’s name, was the only one who had comprehended the Yijin Jing from Shaolin Temple. His cultivation was profound; he was considered the leading master in the Ancient Martial World and a grandmaster of Martial Arts on Earth. However, on a stormy night, this high monk sat cross-legged in the back mountains of Shaolin Temple. At that time, he was already over three hundred years old, which was extraordinary and miraculous even for the Ancient Martial World, let alone on Earth which was no longer suitable for cultivation. However, on that very night, the high monk passed away in meditation, and the Yijin Jing disappeared with him. By the time Master Fang Zheng arrived, the high monk had already entered nirvana, and the lineage of the Yijin Jing had been severed.

"Master, forgive my bluntness, but was there no other record left of such a precious Divine Skill?" Dongfang Meng could not help but ask.

"The Yijin Jing is not a scripture like everyone imagines, but a set of scriptures engraved behind our grand Buddha statue at Shaolin Temple. After my senior brother comprehended it, the spell disappeared. Throughout the years of contemplation, my brother did not pass it on to anyone, and I do not know for what reason...," Master Fang Zheng said, somewhat perplexed.

"Master Fang Zheng, could you take me to where the high monk entered nirvana?" Ye Tianchen asked after thinking it over.

"Yes, follow me!"

Master Fang Zheng did not skimp on what he knew, guiding Ye Tianchen and Dongfang Meng like he was fully supporting a junior. His magnanimous wisdom impressed both Ye Tianchen and Dongfang Meng, from whom they learned much.

Following behind Master Fang Zheng, Ye Tianchen and Dongfang Meng walked slowly. When they stepped out of the grove of willow trees, they found themselves at a small hill where a tiny pavilion made of tree branches stood, just large enough to accommodate a person sitting cross-legged. Master Fang Zheng walked over and then spoke, "This is where my senior brother contemplated the Buddhist Law!"

Ye Tianchen looked around, feeling not the slightest fluctuation of energy, nor anything else unusual. He then observed the modest pavilion and slowly walked towards it. Standing in front of the cushion, he bowed deeply three times. The high monk was a person who had attained profound integration with the cosmos and was certainly a senior worthy of respect. Just as Ye Tianchen himself had stated, although he did not believe in heaven or earth, he respected other beliefs.

"I come here every day, hoping to find something my senior brother left behind, but after all these years, I have found nothing. I do not have much longer to live, and I do not wish for the Divine Skill of Shaolin to lose its lineage. It is a pity there has been no discovery!" Master Fang Zheng also shook his head as he spoke.

Hum!

Suddenly, just as Ye Tianchen was about to raise his head, something on his body seemed to tremble. Master Fang Zheng and Dongfang Meng were both startled and looked over at Ye Tianchen, only to see the string of Buddha Beads around his neck, which his grandmother had given him, begin to lift off autonomously. These beads were a gift when Ye Tianchen and his mother Luo Yan first returned to the Luo family, and fearing his mother’s scolding, Ye Tianchen had always worn them around his neck, hidden under his clothes where no one could see them.

These Buddha Beads were large, with only nine beads in total, nine representing the ultimate number between heaven and earth, indicating the extraordinariness of these beads. When Master Fang Zheng saw these beads emitting a faint golden light, he muttered to himself, "I never thought that you would have the Buddha Beads my senior brother used in his contemplation of Buddhist Law. It seems all this was meant to be. You will receive the lineage of the Yijin Jing!"

"Master..." Ye Tianchen turned and glanced at Master Fang Zheng.

"Go, accept the baptism of the Buddha Beads. You will receive the lineage of the Yijin Jing. All this is fate, and no one can force it!" Master Fang Zheng seemed to understand something and nodded.

Ye Tianchen slowly walked towards the Buddha Beads, which floated above the cushion in the small pavilion. A faint golden light descended, enveloping the cushion as if it were in a dome of light. Above this light dome, many dense characters fell. Ye Tianchen sat cross-legged on the cushion, appearing as solemn as the high monk himself at that moment.

"Master, is this truly the inheritance of the Yijin Jing?" Dongfang Meng couldn’t help but ask.

"Yes, these Buddha Beads belonged to my senior brother. I didn’t expect Ye Tianchen to acquire them. He really is a person of great destiny!" Master Fang Zheng said with a smile.

It was apparent that Master Fang Zheng was not doing anything to hinder Ye Tianchen from receiving the inheritance of the Yijin Jing, which clearly showed that he was a person of great wisdom and magnanimity. In his view, if no one could comprehend and master such profound spells, what would be their significance? The Earth today was no longer the thriving cultivation era of the Ancient Era; finding someone as extraordinary as Ye Tianchen was rare indeed, not to mention that Ye Tianchen was not an evil man, which was what Master Fang Zheng valued the most.

"Hmph, Yijin Jing, I didn’t expect the monk actually had a contingency plan, but too bad it’s mine now..."

Suddenly, a cold voice echoed in the sky, followed by a giant hand that swept down towards the small pavilion, aiming to crush Ye Tianchen into nothingness and seize the inheritance of the Yijin Jing!

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