Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 232 - 210 Tribulation Crossing, Da Yan Heavenly Mechanism Skill

Chapter 232: Chapter 210 Tribulation Crossing, Da Yan Heavenly Mechanism Skill

Reputation can be converted into tangible benefits. When others invite you to lecture at their place, not only do you receive remuneration, but you can also cultivate individuals who feel close to you, increasing the renown of Xuanke Temple.

Moreover, it can expand the recruitment scope.

The Taoist School does not restrict Taoist Temples from recruiting in other places, as long as the temple in the recruiting area consents.

However, such consent is rarely given.

Originally, Xuanke Temple only recruited in Shanyin County, a small county that almost never produced outstanding talents.

Now, Song Lin controls eight counties, yet even so, there remains the hidden danger of a talent shortage.

By befriending more temple masters and Taoists, fostering goodwill, and extending the recruitment range to other counties,

this is the benefit of reputation.

Without realizing it, Song Lin had arrived at Mingxing Peak.

As soon as he came, he saw an old man hoeing the ground under the blazing sun, while a few Yellow Turban Warriors stood watch not far away.

If it weren’t for these Taoist Soldiers, anyone would have thought this old man was just an ordinary farmer.

"You’re here?" Zhi Xin glanced at Song Lin and continued with his task.

"Why not take in an apprentice? Doing this work alone is such a waste of time."

"Unnecessary. At my level, ordinary cultivation is pointless."

Zhi Xin put down the hoe, sat on a stone bench, and motioned for Song Lin to sit beside him.

"May I ask, Master, what is your cultivation level?" Song Lin asked curiously.

"Transcendance Tribulation!"

Above Core Formation lies the Purple Mansion; upon breaking through the Purple Mansion, one enters the Transcendance Tribulation Stage.

The Transcendance Tribulation consists of overcoming three calamities: Wind Tribulation, Fire Tribulation, and Heavenly Tribulation.

Successfully passing all three tribulations allows one to attain the Primordial Spirit.

Most Taoist Heavenly Masters have attained the Primordial Spirit stage.

There is no concept of lifespan for those in the Transcendance Tribulation Stage.

Theoretically, the Wind Tribulation occurs once every 365 years. If one endures it, they advance to the next stage.

The Fire Tribulation comes once every 500 years; passing it leads to the Heavenly Tribulation, which comes every thousand years.

Crossing these tribulations is harder than ascending to the heavens; nine out of ten fail and turn to ashes.

Apart from crossing the tribulation, there’s also the option to avoid it.

Some, upon reaching the Transcendance Tribulation Stage but lacking confidence to pass, resort to trickery to avoid the tribulation.

For example, someone avoiding the Wind Tribulation will still face the Wind Tribulation next time.

Moreover, the Wind Tribulation’s power increases tenfold.

Thus, avoiding a tribulation is merely a temporary solution; if one cannot endure a minor tribulation, the tenfold-strength tribulation will be even harder.

It’s all just to extend one’s life, after all.

Of course, some people’s cultivation techniques reach critical junctures, leaving them unable to face the tribulation as scheduled.

Over half of the Taoist Heavenly Masters have avoided a tribulation at least once.

"I once avoided a Wind Tribulation. The next one is only decades away," Zhi Xin said.

Zhi Xin no longer remembered exactly how many years remained; as the time drew near, the sensation in his heart grew stronger, rendering reminders unnecessary.

"Your cultivation should be much stronger than before, right?"

"I’ve grown rusty. Perhaps I retain only sixty percent of my former strength."

Song Lin’s face stiffened. This old man didn’t seem like someone who’d coast through life—could there be some other method?

"Let’s not talk about this. Are you attending the conference two months from now?" Zhi Xin asked.

"Yes, I plan to. Oh, by the way, Mei Hua Grandmaster sent me an invitation a few days ago."

Song Lin mentioned this matter.

"If he sent you an invitation, just accept it. It seems he holds your bone-weighing song in high regard," Zhi Xin said, sipping hot tea with a peculiar expression. "That old fellow doesn’t seriously think I oppose Constant Number Theory, does he?"

"Isn’t that the case?"

"No, I agree with it too. I just think his view is too one-sided."

Zhi Xin aimed to combine constants and variables.

Though the two seem contradictory, they are actually interconnected.

If they are integrated, one can surely transcend the ordinary.

"Then why did you...?"

At the Taoist Method Meeting, the two had argued fiercely, as if at odds.

"It was only to provoke him. Without that, how could I get him to elaborate on the core points of Constant Number Theory?"

Zhi Xin flashed a strange smile.

"I see."

One cunning fox, one blunt fool. That was Song Lin’s first impression. In his mind, the image of Mei Hua Grandmaster suddenly came to life.

A straight-talking great cultivator who bore no grudges beyond academic debates.

Traditionally, Taoist inheritance disputes are life-and-death struggles, yet these two seemed to have a decent personal relationship.

Exchanging pleasantries for a while, Song Lin brought up the main topic: "By the way, Master, I have a matter to consult with you about."

"What is it?"

"I have a Dragon Slaying Array. This array is flawless, but I don’t know how to break it."

Song Lin produced a pre-drawn diagram, including parameters for the Chang’an Imperial City.

It looked like a simple construction blueprint.

But in the eyes of someone like Zhi Xin, he instantly recognized it as a Feng Shui Bureau, or more precisely, an Array.

"Dragon Slaying Array? Interesting. Your approach is wrong; this isn’t arranging the city as the array but using the land under the heavens as the array."

"Can you break it, Master?" Song Lin asked.

"Let me take a look."

Facing such a challenging problem, Zhi Xin was intrigued.

With a gentle tap of his finger, a beam of light appeared.

Golden light gathered to form a compass.

The compass had three layers: sun, moon, and constellations; mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas; Innate Eight Diagrams; and the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches.

The compass spun continuously, its light flashing as if calculating something.

Song Lin knew this was Zhi Xin’s famous Heavenly Mechanism Great Yan Skill.

This compass was akin to counting rods and tortoise shells.

At Zhi Xin’s level of cultivation, he could nearly abandon such external artifacts and rely solely on Heavenly Human Connection for deductions.

After ten breaths, Zhi Xin opened his eyes, and the compass disappeared.

"This array is even more difficult than I initially thought," Zhi Xin remarked, adding, "Just now, I calculated one million transformations and roughly grasped the array’s operating logic. Who created this array?"

"I don’t know. I stumbled upon it in some nameless ancient books a few days ago," Song Lin lied through his teeth without bothering to concoct a full backstory.

Zhi Xin wasn’t someone who seized another’s work forcefully; otherwise, Song Lin wouldn’t have shared the Trapped Dragon Formation with him.

"Strange..."

Zhi Xin was puzzled.

By reason, someone with such skills shouldn’t be obscure.

"Stay here for now. I will break this within ten days!"

"Thank you, Master!"

Song Lin intended the same.

He wasn’t planning to return to the Small Cave Heaven yet.

One day in the Small Cave Heaven equates to over a year in the real world.

It was better to stay in the outside world, where one day translated to just one month inside.

Otherwise, by the time Zhi Xin cracked the formation, the mastermind inside might have already acted.

Song Lin built himself a thatched hut and stayed there.

He didn’t cultivate other Taoist Skills but focused solely on refining water and nourishing pills.

The cultivation speed was extremely fast, without hesitation.

In another thatched hut, a golden compass floated into the air,

and Zhi Xin used the exhaustive method to break the array.

This was the crudest and simplest method, but also the most time- and effort-intensive.

Ten days later.

Inside Song Lin’s thatched hut, he was nourishing pills.

Golden light surrounded his body, and Heaven and Earth Essence Qi condensed into mist.

After a long time, he finished his session.

When he opened his eyes, he saw an elderly man standing not far away.

Zhi Xin, amazed, said, "Aren’t you afraid of going berserk?"

This cultivation speed was simply too fast.

Since Zhi Xin had taught him the Golden Liquid Jade Liquid Returning Pill Method, he naturally knew its crucial points.

"I am confident, so I’m not afraid," Song Lin replied, full of self-assurance.

Having cultivated for decades in the Upper Immortal World, he was intimately familiar with every step; if he still didn’t understand cultivation, he might as well just die.

"I’ve deduced the method to break the Dragon Slaying Array," Zhi Xin suddenly announced.

"So quickly?" Song Lin was astonished.

"What did you expect? I can calculate a million transformations in a single breath."

Zhi Xin was quite pleased, feeling elated.

The satisfaction of solving a complex problem was beyond an outsider’s imagination.

The Heavenly Mechanism Great Yan Skill could calculate a million transformations in one breath.

In ten days, it had processed 86.5 billion transformations.

Xing Hepu took ten years to calculate just a few billion transformations, but Zhi Xin accomplished exponentially more in merely ten days, showcasing his extraordinary skill.

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