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Chapter 45 The Shifting Stars and the Dragon-Elephant Prajna

"What the heck? The original?" Russell stared at the historically significant human skin book in his hand, its pages filled with Sanskrit, completely dumbfounded.

Master, your technique is a bit too hardcore!

"Did the Tantric school also agree to allow the master to bring this item out?"

"To make a deal with Benefactor Luo, one must naturally show sincerity. I will translate it for you later. As for the Tantric sect, Benefactor Luo, there is no need to worry. Since this humble monk has spoken, how could they refuse?" Kumārajīva's lips curled into a reserved yet smug smile.

He spoke casually, only unconsciously stretching his shoulders as he finished speaking.

Of course, things weren't as simple as he made them out to be. Those stubborn old folks in the Tantric sect were truly despicable, hindering the exchange of martial arts and culture between the Song Dynasty and Tibet.

How could he, as the one appointed by the Buddha to spread the Dharma, tolerate this? He directly debated the Dharma with the Dharma protectors, masters, and Dharma kings in the Tantric sect for three days and three nights, reasoning with them and appealing to their emotions. It took a lot of effort to finally convince... no, to persuade those old guys to be completely convinced and willingly copy down the scriptures of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu so that he could take the original copy with him.

"Benefactor Luo, I have already obtained the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill. I wonder how your Lesser Formless Skill is?"

Russell carefully put away the manual, nodded, and said, "I will now dictate it to the master."

Hearing their conversation, Murong Fu became curious and asked, "What's going on with you two?"

Russell then told Murong Fu about his deal with Kumārajīva, and after hearing about the effects of the Lesser Formless Skill, Murong Fu began to ponder it.

His knowledge was not actually very extensive. Apart from his own Dou Zhuan Xing Yi and Murong Sword Technique, most of his other skills were second-rate martial arts such as the Eighteen Styles of the Woodcutter's Knife. He didn't have many truly top-notch skills.

If he could exchange it for the Lesser Formless Skill, a supreme internal skill that allows one to master all kinds of moves in the world, his skill would surely reach a new level.

Now that Kumārajīva and Russell have exchanged their cultivation techniques, could he perhaps join in the fun...?

Murong Fu's mind raced, and the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. He became quite engrossed in it for a moment.

"Young Master Murong?"

Russell's voice snapped him out of his reverie, only to find that Russell and Kumārajīva were also silent, just staring at him.

Realizing his mistake, he immediately smiled apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, I got lost in thought. I'll be leaving now."

Kumārajīva, observing Murong Fu's expression, instantly guessed what he was thinking. He smiled slightly and took the initiative to speak, "Does Young Master Murong also have a cultivation technique he would like to exchange?"

Murong Fu cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, neither admitting nor denying anything. He simply stepped out of the mountain god temple, stood with his hands behind his back under the temple corridor, gazing at the distant sky, seemingly lost in thought.

Kumārajīva watched his retreating figure and sighed inwardly. Trading with one person is a trade, and trading with a group of people is also a trade. He had long been curious about the shifting stars and the changing times.

However, it seems that this young master Murong is quite wary, or perhaps he has other plans and is unwilling to reveal his hand easily for the time being. Well, this matter cannot be forced.

Within a quarter of an hour, both men, being top martial arts prodigies of their time with exceptional memory and comprehension, each repeated the passage twice to confirm that the other had memorized it perfectly. They then exchanged a smile, both very satisfied, and called Murong Fu back from outside the temple where he was enjoying the cold wind.

After finishing his business, Kumārajīva asked Russell what had happened.

Russell then recounted to the two of them everything that had happened since he left Stonefox.

When Murong Fu heard that the Beggars' Sect was the one who framed him for human trafficking, he was as excited as if he had been injected with chicken blood.

The Beggars' Sect is great! He's wanted to get rid of them for a long time!

If this gets out, there will be no more Qiao Feng in the martial arts world, only Murong!

"So, what are your plans next, Benefactor Luo?" Kumārajīva asked. "If you wish to offer assistance, simply ask."

"It's just a small matter, no need for you to trouble yourself, Master," Russell chuckled and said directly, "I heard that the Beggars' Sect is holding a Demon-Slaying Conference in Luoyang. Since they've set up the stage, it would be ridiculous for me, the main character, not to go."

"Luoyang is now a den of dragons and tigers," Murong Fu couldn't help but remind him.

Although he hoped to use this incident to bring down the Beggars' Sect, he also knew that if Luo Su rashly entered such a dangerous place, he would be doomed if he was not careful.

With Russell dead, half of his plan fell through.

He knew Russell was highly skilled in martial arts, but no matter how much he overestimated him, he couldn't possibly contend with the entire martial arts world.

Russell sneered, "Let's see who can stop me then."

……

That night, Russell, Kumārajīva, and Murong Fu each found a room in the temple to stay in.

They have already agreed to travel to Luoyang together early tomorrow morning.

Although the three of them had the same destination, their thoughts were quite different.

Like Kumārajīva, his intention in going to Luoyang was to observe the situation. If Russell could break the deadlock on his own, that would be best, and he would be happy to watch the show. If things didn't go well and they got surrounded, he would reveal his identity and take Russell away. In this way, Russell would owe him a huge favor, which would be helpful for planning other martial arts of the Xiaoyao Sect in the future.

Murong Fu, on the other hand, was there to gain reputation. Since he was already there, it didn't matter whose reputation he gained.

As for Russell, his goal was simple: to subjugate the entire martial arts world of the Central Plains.

Before that, he also needs to set up more safeguards to avoid being caught off guard and losing his job.

in the room.

Russell calmed his mind and began to cultivate according to the Qi circulation route of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung Fu.

The Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill is divided into thirteen levels, which externally train muscles, bones, skin and membranes, and internally strengthen the internal organs and blood. Its main purpose is to develop human potential and pursue the ultimate physical strength.

It is relatively easy to get started, but it is extremely time-consuming. Theoretically, it takes a thousand years to gradually reach the legendary thirteenth level, "Dragon Elephant Prajna," and possess the astonishing power of thirteen dragons and thirteen elephants.

Of course, according to Kumārajīva, the eleventh level is actually the limit of this technique. In fact, the technique does not even describe the remaining two levels, leaving only the word "enlightenment".

Yes, Tantric Buddhism says that if you can't learn it, it's not because the method is wrong, but because you lack understanding.

After reading it, Kumārajīva immediately concluded that the Tantric masters were talking nonsense, and now Russell has the same opinion.

With each advancement in the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill, one gains the strength of a dragon and an elephant, which is equivalent to a hundred jin of strength.

From this perspective, spending thousands of years to gain a strength of only a couple hundred pounds is incredibly inefficient.

However, eleven floors are definitely enough. Logically speaking, it would take nearly a thousand years to reach the eleventh floor.

However, those with exceptional talent can greatly shorten this time.

For example, the Golden Wheel Monk only took sixteen years to push this technique to the tenth level.

In terms of talent, Russell believed he was no less capable than the Dharma King of later generations, and in terms of skill, the Golden Wheel Dharma King couldn't even see his taillights.

not to mention……