With Countless Qualities Bestowed Upon Me, I Shall Ultimately Become Immortal-Chapter 663 - 564: Using Sumeru as the Furnace to Forge My Sacred Body!

Chapter 663: Chapter 564: Using Sumeru as the Furnace to Forge My Sacred Body!

Liao Chen hung his head, silently going down the mountain.

He saw Meng Chuan beside him, eyes sparkling one moment, then like him, looking dim the next.

With all that, he felt like he was on a roller coaster.

His emotions were in turmoil.

Close to descending the mountain, he hadn’t thought of any solutions.

It felt... like every path led to a dead end.

No hope at all...

Seeing Meng Chuan seemingly full of ideas, he couldn’t resist, and opened his mouth to ask:

"Meng... Captain, if you have any solutions, share them. Speak out, and Buddha can help analyze."

To think this big fat monk had no solutions either, and only managed to finally call him Captain...

...

The voice interrupted his train of thought, and Meng Chuan recollected himself upon hearing it.

Just in time to first confirm whether his idea of tempering the body under heavy pressure was right, and its feasibility.

"Fat monk, after that big fight on the mountain, have you felt... any improvement in your physical condition?"

Liao Chen was puzzled:

"Huh...? Wait a moment, let Buddha perceive it first."

He didn’t have the [Flower of Flesh], which was unique to Meng Chuan.

After standing still, he searched up and down internally and externally a few times before slowly nodding.

"Barely noticeable, if you hadn’t mentioned it, Buddha would not have detected it.

It seems the effect of this thing is imitating our Zen Sect’s ancestral court, the true Sumeru Divine Mountain."

"The mountain that requires enduring over 1.3 million tons of pressure to reach the top?"

Liao Qing had mentioned it before at the foot of the mountain.

In the current Buddhist Sect, only Abbot Xuanmou had reached the top.

It was equivalent to carrying over a hundred fully-loaded Liaoning aircraft carriers on his shoulder, terrifying indeed...

Liao Chen nodded and then began to explain what "imitation" meant.

After listening to his explanation, Meng Chuan understood.

The Sumeru Divine Mountain in the Buddha’s Dharma Realm greatly tempers the body’s strength, and the soul records this enhancement process.

Later, when outside of the Dharma Realm, training related hard skills becomes much more effective.

The principle is simple.

Inside the Dharma Realm, first let the mind experience the entire process.

Upon leaving, use the experience to better temper the body.

It’s akin to a postnatal "hard skill talent enhancer."

Each climb of Sumeru Mountain is like "renewing" the hard skill talent.

Compared to his own Innate Sacred Body, it’s naturally unmatched...

But even so, Sumeru Mountain is not something everyone can access anytime.

Whenever it is opened, there are strict limits on time and number of participants.

Even so, the list of "climbers" who register each time is endless, hoping to let their minds experience a wave of physical growth first.

Then, through practice in reality, they can quickly convert it into hard skill progress.

Returning to the current situation, Meng Chuan pondered.

"We can indeed use this [Pseudo-Sumeru Mountain] to temper the body’s anti-pressure ability.

Now, the only problem left is the old one again, what to do when spiritual power is insufficient..."

On Sumeru Mountain, spiritual power consumption naturally accelerates.

And his spiritual power was only half left, far from enough.

Is there another way?

Meng Chuan asked himself. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Seeing his thoughtful expression, the clever Liao Chen instantly guessed his thoughts.

"You want to enhance hard skills to withstand the mountaintop’s gravity? How could that be possible..."

Liao Chen bluntly rejected Meng Chuan’s idea.

Here, limited spiritual power means limited time.

Enduring heavy pressure would rapidly deplete spiritual power even more.

No matter how high Meng Chuan’s physical talent.

To accomplish this under such short time is pure fantasy!

Moreover, even if Meng Chuan could "stand" atop the mountain.

Could he truly face and defeat the demon hidden in the Mixed Element Pearl Umbrella that could easily destroy Liao Yuan...

The more Liao Chen thought, the less hopeful the future seemed.

Feeling increasingly downhearted, seeing no hope of escape...

"Are we really going to be trapped here to death? Can someone come and save Buddha..."

He prayed inwardly.

The unique pressure of Sumeru Mountain, coupled with the terrifying power of the Celestial Demon itself...

Liao Chen was practically overwhelmed.

If Senior Brother Liao Huo was not in seclusion and participated in this mission.

With his peak Martial Arts Master strength, there might still be hope today...

As for Meng Chuan...

He was already trying very hard, it was just that they were holding him back...

Liao Chen shook his head and finally spoke:

"Donor Meng, your idea is impossible, do you have any other methods?

If not, why not listen to what Hai said earlier and let’s find the loophole in the Dharma Realm..."

Suddenly, Meng Chuan raised his head fiercely.

With his eyes bright, he interrupted Liao Chen.

"It’s not impossible! I have an idea, let’s go, let’s hurry down the mountain, I’ll explain everything then!"

"...I do wonder if such a large Dharma Realm might indeed have a loophole?"

"Then give me your spiritual power, keep a little for yourself to search."

"??"

Give him spiritual power?

What does it mean?

Seeing Meng Chuan say nothing and start jogging, Liao Chen could only bury his curiosity in his heart.

...

The mountain’s mist dissipated completely from the peak.

Only after the two descended the mountain did they turn back and realize.

Unobstructed golden light burst forth wantonly from the mountaintop.

As if mocking them, daring them to come up if they could...

Liao Chen pounded his thigh in frustration, it hurt, and his heart was angry...

"If Buddha can return to Shaolin, he must go to the Celestial King Hall! Smash the statue of Duowen with one punch!"

"This monk has noted it down, bet confirmed. If it can’t be done, remember to give this monk a serpent scale fruit."

"Liao Hai, you’ve gone bad."

"This monk was never good."

"..."

The two bantered as they watched Meng Chuan nearby, who was conducting an "experiment."

He dispatched the dragon form imagery creature they had seen earlier.

It entered Liao Qing’s body, doing something unknown...

It was Meng Chuan’s explanation upon descending the mountain that made Liao Qing the first to support his idea.