I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

Buying faith power?

This is truly unheard of; there has never been a precedent from ancient times to the present.

"Amitabha, the power of faith is generated by the sincere worship of the Buddha by my Buddhist followers; how can it be used for trading?" The white-browed abbot refused.

If the dignified Buddhist sect were to use the faith power of believers for trading, that would be a joke.

But for Luo Mo, if others refuse, it means there is a problem that has not been solved.

What problem?

Add money!

"I only want the faith power of 10 billion believers for a hundred years; is the abbot unwilling to part with even this little bit?"

"This…"

This number is not large; after all, the Western Desert is vast and populous, and Mount Sumeru has accumulated faith power from countless generations of believers over more than 300,000 years, so the reserve in the capital pool is very deep.

For monks, a hundred years is neither short nor long.

The white-browed abbot was worldly-wise; he hesitated for a moment, giving Luo Mo room to offer a price.

The Buddhist sect is not completely detached from the mundane world and doesn't live on air; without incense, how can it support such a large Buddhist sect?

Moreover, what Luo Mo asked for was not much.

Luo Mo understood and continued, "This time I came to the Western Desert and learned about profound Buddhist teachings. I was also invited by the abbot to see the mysteries of the Bodhisattva Realm. Here are some small gifts to express my gratitude."

He took out a jade pot, which didn't contain anything rare, just some divine spring water.

The white-browed abbot's breathing was disturbed for a moment, and then his face was full of smiles.

"Amitabha, my Buddhist sect cannot sell the incense of believers, but the Holy Son has great ambitions, and my Buddhist sect also has the beauty of adulthood and the virtue of universal salvation. In order for the Holy Son to establish a spiritual realm, my Buddhist sect is willing to support some faith power for the Holy Son to use."

Selling is not possible, but I can give you some.

"Then thank you very much, Abbot."

"It's just that the power of faith is not easy to use; the Holy Son must be careful," the white-browed abbot reminded.

Everyone was a little confused; what transaction did you secretly reach?

What exactly is in that bottle?

The white-browed abbot didn't intend to tell others in public; after all, it was a full pond of divine spring water inside.

A space as big as a pond, filled with divine spring water!

If some precious medicines were refined with the divine spring of life, how many Buddhist disciples could advance to the golden body ahead of time?

If the Yaoguang Holy Son wanted too much, he would naturally not be able to make a decision, but he didn't want much, so he could directly agree.

He could even give a little more; after all, some of the Buddhist sect's faith power is not so devout, and the karma has not been repaid. Some Buddhist predecessors have commented that it will easily be lost sooner or later, so it is better to take it out and use it.

Monk Huaikong didn't pay attention to this, but stared at the array patterns on the ground.

When the time came, the array patterns glowed.

"It's coming!"

"The elixir is about to be born!"

A dragon's roar moved the nine heavens; a dragon aura flew out from the ground, which was the essence of the dragon vein, wrapped in a treasure pearl.

Lightning and fire crackled above the treasure pearl, tempering the essence, and it was fixed in the air. The essence of the underground dragon vein was constantly pouring into the dragon pearl, undergoing the tempering of thunder and fire.

Since obtaining the refining method of the Immortal Mysterious Tree, Luo Mo felt that using the dragon vein to refine elixirs and weapons was a good method.

The dragon pearl absorbed the essence of an entire dragon vein, and its divine splendor was restrained, with patterns of thunder and fire branded on it.

Crack

A crack suddenly appeared on the dragon pearl.

"What's going on? Why is the divine elixir cracking?"

"Did it fail?"

Huaikong took the lead in explaining, "This is not an elixir; this is an elixir furnace. The real divine elixir is still inside."

After absorbing the essence of the dragon vein, the fist-sized dragon pearl even stopped the tempering thunder and fire, and cracks burst out on the surface, with bursts of glow shooting out from the cracks.

At the same time, an aroma permeated, making people intoxicated, and their thoughts became light, as if they were about to ascend to immortality.

That's not right!

Many monks with cultivation bases in the Transformation Dragon Realm and above reacted and were not bewitched by the elixir fragrance and intoxicated in it, while some with shallower cultivation bases couldn't help but dance gracefully, as if they were riding a dragon to ascend and become immortals, floating and unaware of where to stop.

"Amitabha."

The white-browed abbot's Buddhist chant awakened everyone who was intoxicated in the elixir fragrance, otherwise it would have been enough for them to be drunk for a while.

"I… what's wrong with me?"

Someone twisted in a strange dance, as if dancing the fairy dance in their dream. When they woke up, they felt embarrassed, but fortunately, many people were like this.

"This fragrance is so powerful."

"Does the fragrance of the elixir alone have such a great effect?"

"What kind of divine elixir is this?"

The dragon pearl completely shattered in the crowd's discussion, and the broken pieces fell off, leaving only a thumb-sized radiance fixed in the air.

The light gradually faded, and everyone could see clearly what was in the middle. It was a small dragon shape, as if a small dragon hatched from the dragon pearl, golden and dazzling, with a dragon pearl in its mouth.

Ye Fan: "…"

Isn't this shape the fruit of the True Dragon Immortal Medicine?

But obviously others don't recognize it and don't know that this portrait belongs to the True Dragon Immortal Medicine. They just marvel at the magic of the elixir.

The little dragon was locked in a transparent spherical elixir wall. This should be a transparent elixir, like a dragon egg.

"Amazing! Amazing!"

Huaikong exclaimed after seeing the true face of this elixir. Only he, who is also good at alchemy, understands the technical skill in it, which is simply creating life!

"This elixir is spotless and naturally formed. If it is nurtured for a period of time, it should be able to become spiritual!"

Become spiritual?

A young monk couldn't help but ask, "Uncle-Master, elixir is not a magic weapon and has no divine being, so how can it become spiritual?"

Huaikong glared at him, "Who said that elixir cannot become spiritual? Who said that elixir cannot have a divine being? Refining elixir with the method of dragon veins makes the refined elixir like a holy spirit born from heaven and earth. If it is nourished by the divine spring of the dragon vein, a divine being of the elixir itself will be born sooner or later!"

Li Rui felt it was incredible, "That's impossible."

Xia Yiming also said, "Even if it succeeds, it will probably take many years. Holy spirits usually take hundreds of thousands of years to successfully conceive."

Huaikong explained excitedly, "It's different, it's different. The Dao patterns in this elixir are like a holy spirit, but it's actually more like a magic weapon. It's much faster for a magic weapon to conceive a divine being."

A little monk scratched his head, "It's a holy spirit and a magic weapon, so can this elixir still be eaten?"

I just want to know what effect this elixir has when taken.

Luo Mo explained, "Of course it can be eaten. I refine elixirs with dragon veins. The elixir contains the laws of Transformation Dragon, and I have also added the Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water, which can nourish the spirit and stabilize the Sendai. After taking it, it can help Transformation Dragon monks break through to the Sendai Secret Realm… Transformation Dragon Looking to Immortality; let's call this elixir Transformation Dragon Looking to Immortality Pill."

In the Undying, there are not only elixirs for breaking through realms, but also many kinds, while Shrouding the Heavens is more reckless, and few people do such meticulous work.

"Transformation Dragon Looking to Immortality Pill? Used to break through realms?"

This is a good thing!

In the Transformation Dragon Realm, one is merely an elder in a Holy Land, handling miscellaneous affairs. Only upon reaching the Immortal Platform Realm can one be called a Supreme Elder, enjoying the sect's offerings and free cultivation. Entering the Immortal Platform signifies transcending the mortal, a vast difference from the Transformation Dragon Realm and below.

Could a single pill help someone break through a cultivation bottleneck?

"How much help can such a pill provide?"

"I can't guarantee ten parts, but it can at least increase your foundation and raise the success rate by thirty percent," Luo Mo said confidently.

Thirty percent!

Generally, people who dare to attempt a breakthrough have a fifty-fifty chance of success. Those with lower odds wouldn't even consider it.

If one could obtain the assistance of this pill, wouldn't it be a sure thing?

"Moreover…"

Moreover, what?

"This Transformation Dragon Immortal Pill can be taken multiple times for accumulation. The medicinal power within can cleanse the marrow and scour the bones. The dragon vein principles it contains can solidify the foundation of the Transformation Dragon Realm. The Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water can cleanse the spirit and strengthen the divine mind. Even for cultivators who can break through into the Immortal Platform Realm on their own, taking a few more pills will only be beneficial, deepening their accumulation and foundation."

Luo Mo was already getting complacent, as this was indeed a good pill.

And most of the geniuses present were in the Transformation Dragon Realm: Xia Yiming, Xia Yilin, Ji Ziyue, Ji Haoyue, Ye Fan, Li Rui, Yao Xi, and Jue Youqing. The younger generation was all at this stage.

"In this old monk's experience, the effects of this Transformation Dragon Immortal Pill are nearly identical to what the Holy Son described, perhaps even exceeding it by a bit. Thirty percent…"

Monk Huaikong shook his head, "Thirty percent is too conservative. With so many precious medicinal ingredients and such skillful techniques used to refine this pill, even a pig at the ninth transformation of the Transformation Dragon Realm could become an Immortal Platform cultivator after eating it."

While some people found the analogy a bit strange, they still agreed with Huaikong's statement.

After all, everyone knew Luo Mo's alchemy skills. Although people who usually sought him out were mostly looking for longevity pills, he had also refined some cultivation pills.

For example, the Blood Soul Pill from before, the Bright Eye Divine Pill from the past, and the spiritual wine with Qilin Orchid added, all had excellent effects.

Looking at it this way, besides prolonging life, pills could also be used to improve cultivation and increase one's foundation.

"Brother Jiang, could you refine a few more Transformation Dragon Immortal Pills?" Xia Yiming couldn't help but ask.

He was a prince, but the Great Xia Dynasty had more than just him as a prince. Since he had some friendship with the Yaoguang Holy Son, he naturally had to seize the opportunity.

Fortunately, he came this time. Although he didn't contribute much, it was enough to shamelessly ask him to help refine pills.

"Jiang Li, don't forget about me and my brother," Ji Ziyue quickly added. Her brother was a taciturn gourd and embarrassed to mention it here, but she was different. She was thick-skinned and could eat a lot. "What divine materials do you need for refining pills? We'll gather them immediately and send them over."

Luo Mo said, "Although the other medicinal materials are rare, they aren't hard to find. The main thing is the Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water, which is unique to the Buddhist sect. Also, this method of refining pills is somewhat—"

How should he put it?

"Somewhat wasteful of dragon veins."

Wasteful of dragon veins?

Everyone looked and, sure enough, there used to be a small dragon vein here, but now it was half-dead. Although they hadn't been here before, they could imagine that the surrounding essence had definitely decreased a lot.

Using a dragon vein to refine pills, this dragon vein would probably need to recover for several hundred years.

Monk Huaikong, however, revealed a look of admiration and said, "Using this method to refine pills, the better the dragon vein, the better the quality of the pills will naturally be. This dragon vein is really too small, only a few dozen miles in radius."

What?

It could also improve the quality of the pills based on the quality of the dragon vein?

Xia Yiming couldn't help but calculate the few dragon veins he had in his hands and then said, "Brother Jiang, I have dragon veins there. As for this Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water…"

"Amitabha."

Abbot Bai Mei realized that he had actually become a supplier, which was a good thing.

He looked at Luo Mo, and Luo Mo returned a smile.

Understood!

"My Buddhist sect's annual production of Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water is limited, so I'm afraid we can't share it with you benefactors."

"Please accommodate us, Abbot."

…

If you want to refine pills, the first problem to be solved is the materials. Luo Mo said that the other auxiliary materials were not difficult to find, so the only things to solve were the dragon vein and the Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water.

Dragon veins were nothing to the Ji family and Great Xia, so the only problem was the Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water, a divine spring that was effective for the spirit.

After some negotiations, the Ji family and Great Xia didn't know what price they paid, but they exchanged some divine spring water from Abbot Bai Mei and gave it to Luo Mo, asking him to refine pills.

Even Jiang Taixu secretly sent divine spring water and ordered a pill-refining package.

Although he didn't need it, he had descendants. It was good to prepare more of this kind of thing that could solidify the foundation and improve one's foundation.

Before leaving, Abbot Bai Mei also gave Luo Mo a lot of extra divine spring water. "Please use this divine spring water to refine pills, Holy Son. I have asked people to prepare the dragon veins. The extra is considered a reward."

"It's just a small matter, Master is too kind."

Don't mention small matters, hurry up and talk about the main business.

Abbot Bai Mei took out a seven-layered stone Buddha pagoda and said, "The power of faith that the Holy Son wants is inside."

The seven-layered stone Buddha pagoda was not big, it could be grasped in one hand, and the Buddha light on it was almost overflowing, with dense Dao patterns sealing it.

Luo Mo took it and probed it with his divine mind, and immediately found that the quantity was wrong.

"Abbot, it seems like there's a lot more?"

"Amitabha, the power of faith accumulated by the Buddhist sect's believers praying day and night cannot be moved lightly. It is really a last resort to replace it with this. I hope the Holy Son will forgive me."

Sure enough, there was a problem.

"There doesn't seem to be any problem with the quality of these powers of faith, so why replace them with this?"

Abbot Bai Mei slowly explained: "My Buddhist sect uses Buddhism to save all living beings and relieve their suffering. This is my Buddha's will. All believers who contribute the power of faith must be rewarded, either by saving their lives or by removing their diseases, to repay the karma. But there are always believers who pass away before they can repay it. Although it is only a very small number, a lot has accumulated over 300,000 years. The combination of this part of the power of faith and Mount Sumeru is not close."

"So you're giving me these powers of faith with uncleared karma?"

"It's always a lot more, more than three times what the Holy Son needs."

Abbot Bai Mei knew he was in the wrong and took out a begging bowl.

The begging bowl contained Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water, which was the compensation he offered.

"What does the Holy Son think? If you are unwilling, I will return the Spring of Life to the Holy Son."

Abbot Bai Mei's voice was without sorrow or joy, as if he didn't care about the Spring of Life.

But the Spring of Life was very rare. Who would dare to venture into a place like the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Zone?

Especially since it could be combined with the Buddhist sect's Eight-Fixed Divine Spring Water, one to nourish the body and the other to nourish the spirit, it was simply the best treasure. If he returned it, he would definitely feel heartache.

Although any kind of faith power was the same to Luo Mo, as long as it was pure enough, Abbot Bai Mei's attitude made him a little unhappy.

"Add another bowl!"

"No, no, the annual production of Eight-Fixed Divine Spring is limited. I just gave it to the Ji family, Great Xia, and Jiang family, and I gave the Holy Son so much. This year's output has been used up."

The old monk quickly refused.