207: Chapter 207 Soul

Waiting is the most agonizing experience.

After Nangong Qing spoke, the great hall immediately fell into silence.

Abbot Kongchan and the various heads of the halls looked nervous and restless, frequently glancing outside the hall, yet none of them spoke.

The people of Shaolin Temple usually paid great attention to cultivating their hearts.

In ordinary times, even if they couldn't remain calm when Mount Tai collapsed before them, they could at least maintain a composed state of mind.

But at this moment.

With the Saint Monk involved, and the strength of Shaolin Temple at stake, everyone could no longer maintain a composed state of mind.

The Saint Monk was an existence at the third level of the Nine-Turn Soul Refining Path and was a top expert in the world today.

It was also because of the Saint Monk's existence that Shaolin Temple firmly held its position as the leader of Buddhism.

Time passed in agony.

Just as Kongchan was hesitating whether to ask Nangong Qing to urge him again.

A calm and gentle voice sounded in the great hall, unhurried and steady.

"I am here!"

The voice was right by their ears, as if it had originated from within the great hall, immediately startling everyone.

Abbot Kongchan and the various heads of the halls immediately raised their eyes.

They saw a tall, slender man standing calmly in the center of the great hall.

Looking at his demeanor, it was as if he had always been there.

"What is this!?"

Deep shock appeared in Kongchan's eyes.

From hearing the voice to seeing the man, less than a second had passed.

Although he had not spread out his Divine Sense, as a Martial Artist of the Life and Death Realm, the area within dozens of meters around him was his most sensitive zone; even without Divine Sense, he could perceive any slight movement.

But at this moment, from the time this man spoke to the time he appeared, he hadn't discovered anything at all.

He couldn't even determine when this man had appeared.

The other heads of the halls of Shaolin Temple were the same.

They looked at each other.

Their expressions were horrified.

In the end, it was Nangong Qing who spoke first.

"You're here!"

Nangong Qing stood up and rolled her eyes at Ji Yebai.

Ji Yebai always disappeared for no reason, so it was not easy to see him.

Ji Yebai looked at Nangong Qing, couldn't help but smile, and nodded gently.

The people of Shaolin Temple could no longer help but stand up.

They stared fixedly at Ji Yebai.

Ji Yebai's aura was completely restrained, as if he had merged with the entire space.

If not for the fact that they could see him with their naked eyes, a Martial Artist's Spiritual Sense would not have been able to detect that a person was standing before them.

"Greetings to this Venerable One!"

Abbot Kongchan and the various hall heads pressed their palms together and greeted him cautiously.

Everyone already knew what Ji Yebai had done in Baidi City, so they naturally understood that the man before them was an expert comparable to Bai Zhu.

As for who was better between the two, it didn't concern them much.

The difference in levels was too great; it was meaningless.

Although Buddhism was a major school, and even in the technological era and before, the two schools couldn't determine a winner, ever since the Spiritual Qi resurgence and Bai Zhu had become an Innate expert, the entire Buddhism had fallen behind Daoism.

Bai Zhu alone suppressed a civilization, which naturally allowed Daoism to firmly suppress Buddhism.

"Greetings, Great Masters!"

Ji Yebai looked at the shiny heads before him and spoke indifferently.

His gaze secretly swept over their heads.

It was purely out of curiosity.

Hmm!

Sure enough, they were bright enough.

"We implore the Venerable One to save our temple's Senior Saint Monk!"

Abbot Kongchan slightly raised his head and pressed his palms together again.

"Great Master, do not worry!"

Ji Yebai comforted him softly: "I will act now!"

Subsequently, amidst the gazes of everyone, Ji Yebai walked to the side.

There, an aged figure was sitting cross-legged.

At this moment, this figure was in a coma.

Ji Yebai struck like lightning, continuously tapping the major acupoints of the old man's body.

Wisps of Yin and Yang Qi were continuously transferred over.

This person's cultivation was not as high as Bai Zhu's, only at the third level of the Soul Refining Path.

This made it very easy for Ji Yebai to treat him.

In less than ten minutes, Ji Yebai withdrew his fingers and turned back.

Seeing Ji Yebai stop his actions, Abbot Kongchan and the various hall heads immediately looked at each other.

"It's already done?!"

Ji Yebai nodded indifferently.

Seeing Ji Yebai nod, everyone was immediately astonished.

However, at this moment, the Senior Saint Monk's aura immediately began to stabilize. Noticing this, the people of Shaolin Temple stood there blankly, horrified by Ji Yebai's methods.

"So fast!?"

Nangong Qing could not help but be surprised as well.

This was much faster than when he treated her back then.

When he treated her, there were five beasts appearing in the sky, colorful and magnificent, yet now, he had simply tapped on the Senior Saint Monk and it was finished!?

Hearing Nangong Qing's exclamation, Ji Yebai smiled lightly: "Practice makes perfect!"

Soon.

After confirming that the Saint Monk was indeed unharmed, Abbot Kongchan of Shaolin Temple tried every way to keep Ji Yebai.

In the end, unable to refuse, Ji Yebai and Nangong Qing stayed and agreed to have a vegetarian meal.

After the meal, there was more gratitude.

When Ji Yebai finally said he had other matters to attend to, he took Nangong Qing and left Shaolin Temple.

After coming out of Shaolin Temple, Nangong Qing and Ji Yebai walked slowly side by side.

However, Nangong Qing's gaze would occasionally sweep across Ji Yebai's face.

"If you have anything you want to ask, just ask!"

Ji Yebai looked at Nangong Qing's curious eyes and sighed softly.

He could feel Nangong Qing's curiosity.

Hearing this, Nangong Qing immediately laughed.

"I just wanted to ask, why is saving people so easy!?"

That was a failure of the Nine-Turn Soul Refining Path!

In the past, failure only meant death or severe injury and loss of strength, but at this moment, Ji Yebai not only saved the person but also appeared extremely relaxed, which naturally made people curious.

"After reaching the Nirvana Realm, the Soul manifests, and using this as a reference, it is naturally easy!"

Ji Yebai said softly.

"The Soul!?"

Nangong Qing widened her eyes: "What does the Soul look like!?"

As someone in the Life and Death Realm, she could actually already vaguely sense the existence of the Soul.

She did not doubt the existence of the Soul.

But to be honest, she could only occasionally sense it vaguely.

Even this was one-sided, like looking through a tube at a leopard, only knowing a glimpse of it.

Now, hearing from Ji Yebai that the Soul could manifest, she was naturally curious.

"Do you really want to see it!?"

Ji Yebai looked at Nangong Qing's curious expression and immediately chuckled and shook his head.

"Mm-hmm!"

Nangong Qing nodded repeatedly.

Ji Yebai smiled and moved his mind.

In an instant.

An invisible wave spread out.

Hum!!!

A huge golden figure appeared from the Void Realm above Ji Yebai's head.

The figure sat cross-legged, eyes lowered, suppressing the world with its might.

A thick golden aura emerged from the huge figure, with golden light permeating and covering a radius of over a hundred meters.

Invisible waves spread out from the golden figure, and just by being brushed by them, Nangong Qing felt as if she had seen the flow of countless principles of the Dao.

"Is this the Soul!?"

Nangong Qing murmured to herself.

She had once wondered what the Soul looked like.

But she really hadn't expected that upon truly witnessing the Soul, she would find it far surpassing everything she had imagined.

Heavy and magnificent!

The aura of immortality permeated the air.

Supreme, strongest, greatest, and most magnificent.