Chapter 113: Refining the False into the True, Someone Awaits Ahead

Dream Dao Attainment, Opening Scheme Against Cultivators

Dream-Making Expert

“Refining the False into the True?”

Lin Qi’s pupils contracted sharply.

To others, the Buddhist Method of Vow-Power, the making of Great Vows and Mighty Oaths, and Refining the False into the True were nothing particularly rare.

After all, it was one of the signature Buddhist divine abilities, originating from the two most ancient and supreme King Buddhas of Buddhism.

But to Lin Qi’s ears, it struck like lightning, giving him the feeling of clouds parting to reveal the sun, of sudden and complete enlightenment.

His heart was shaken, but his face remained unchanged. He walked up to a cluster of light and shadow and glanced at the label on the rack.

Seven-Treasure Pagoda.

A signature Buddhist Dharma Treasure.

“If I want this Seven-Treasure Pagoda.”

“How would you give it to me?”

Lin Qi toyed carelessly with the illusory light and shadow as he asked.

The Great Monk smiled faintly. He did not put on any mystifying airs either, simply sitting cross-legged and reciting Buddhist scriptures. Then, right in front of Lin Qi, he made a Great Vow.

In the next instant, the originally illusory light and shadow solidified inch by inch.

Finally it became truly real. The Seven-Treasure Pagoda blazed with light, close at hand.

Lin Qi personally witnessed a cluster of illusory light and shadow, right before his eyes, being manifested by a passage of Buddhist scriptures and a single Great Vow, refined from false to true, and falling into his hand.

He fell silent.

He raised his head and carefully studied the Great Monk, who looked neither red in the face nor short of breath, as relaxed and at ease as if making vows were drinking water. Countless thoughts flickered through his mind.

In the end, he merely silently set down the Seven-Treasure Pagoda and strolled onward.

The Great Monk followed respectfully behind him, his face full of smiles, watching Lin Qi’s every move.

As long as Lin Qi’s gaze rested on the light and shadow atop a jade rack for more than ten seconds.

He would immediately recite Buddhist scriptures, make a Great Vow, and refine the false into the true.

Such methods only made Lin Qi more and more silent.

Finally, Lin Qi finished walking past a row of jade racks.

The treasures that should have been empty light and shadow on the jade racks had now, many of them, been refined from false to true, transformed from illusion into reality.

Treasure light radiated in all directions, rosy clouds shining for ten thousand zhang.

It made one’s heart stir endlessly.

But Lin Qi’s heart did not stir. It only grew cold.

He stopped in his tracks, glanced at the Great Monk whose expression was still as calm as ever, and suddenly smiled. He clapped the Great Monk on the shoulder. “Perceptive and sensible. Good. Very good.”

“Take all of these things.”

Lin Qi gave the order, then had the Great Monk gather up all the various treasures that had just been refined from false to true, and stepped out of the Treasure Vault.

“Son of Buddha, won’t you pick a few more?”

The Great Monk held the many treasures, catching up while asking considerately.

“That’s enough for today.”

“There will be plenty of time.”

“No rush.”