Guan Yunchang's eyes slightly opened, and Zhao Gongming was surprised, then smiled.

For cultivators like Wei Yuan and Zhang Ruosu, incense offerings could be considered toxic, damaging their cultivation. But for Guan and Zhao, such pure incense offerings could greatly alleviate the weakness brought about by their long slumber, more effective than any spiritual pills or miraculous medicines.

Only one point remained: with Guan Yunchang's pride, he most likely wouldn't accept it.

Before Guan Yunchang could refuse, Wei Yuan calmly said, "Of course, the Buddhist vows must be discarded."

"But the remaining Shenzhou (China) incense represents the hopes of the Shenzhou people. Please, both of you, do not decline."

"Besides, there may be things that require your help later."

"Or are you two going to be bound by personal trivialities and disregard the great righteousness of the world, refusing to accept this?"

A divine light flashed in Guan Yunchang's eyes, and he nodded slightly, saying plainly:

"A mere bit of incense, what harm is there in accepting it?"

Wei Yuan remained expressionless, but silently said in his heart.

Ah Liang, you were right.

For Guan Yunchang, the aggressive method works wonders temporarily.

And continues to work wonders indefinitely.

Wei Yuan paused and said, "But I don't know how to separate the vows."

The old Daoist pondered and said, "We can use a formation to separate them, but this will take a long time, the steps are more complicated, and it may not even succeed. It may even turn that incense Buddha into an incense deity, although at most this incense deity will be inclined towards Daoism."

"There's also another way."

"What way?"

"Beat it!"

Zhang Ruosu explained, "That Buddha can basically be considered a mass of incense offerings mixed with Buddhist vows. So, the incense itself is its component, equivalent to flesh and blood, while the vows are the core as a Buddhist entity. If we disperse the incense, we can separate the incense from the core of vows."

"In the end, the vows will remain, and the incense can be used by us."

Wei Yuan nodded slightly and said, "That seems possible..."

He looked strangely at the old Daoist, who had a friendly face, and said:

"Daoist Zhang, may I ask, how are you so familiar with incense deities?"

Zhang Ruosu looked at his nose and then at his heart, saying, "A little understanding, a little understanding..."

Wei Yuan had no intention of probing into the old Daoist's past.

With a flick of his sleeve, qi surged, and he tried to use the supernatural power, *Hu Tian* (Pot in the Sky).

He himself could not possibly release the Kunlun Emperor Pool from *Hu Tian* with his own magic power.

But opening a small gap was not a problem.

With such a tiny opening, the Emperor Pool could not enter the human world, but the existence sealed in *Hu Tian*, constantly trying to break through the seal, could already perceive this opening, and then rush out from it. His sleeves billowed violently, and accompanied by vast Buddhist light and chanting, the golden Buddha appeared on the back mountain of Longhu Mountain.

Zhang Ruosu directly confined the Buddhist light within Longhu Mountain.

The Buddha, representing the Buddhist luck, formed the Vajra fearless mudra with its hands, its face compassionate, chanting in its mouth.

"The sea of suffering is boundless; turn your head and the shore is at hand."

"Lay down the butcher's knife..."

It opened its eyes.

And saw four people surrounding it.

Guan Yunchang drew out the Qinglong Yanyue (Azure Dragon Crescent Blade), Zhao Xuantan raised his golden whip, Wei Yuan raised his hand and pressed it on the Eight-Sided Han Sword, slowly drawing the sword from its sheath, and the old Daoist looked left and right, picked up a long bench that had been in Longhu Mountain for twenty years. The four of them stared at the Buddha, casting shadows on its face.

Slowly approaching.

The Buddha's voice faltered, and then it muttered:

"...Immediately, become a Buddha?"

Beat it!

The sound of weapons suddenly became loud.

The Qinglong Yanyue Blade, Xuantan Golden Whip, Iron Eagle Sword, and the number one weapon on the street fighting weapon list, the old wooden bench of Longhu Mountain, suddenly rose in the Buddha's eyes.

And smashed down on its head.

…………………………

A moment later.

The entire golden Buddha had shrunk into a small pendant, bruised and swollen, held in Wei Yuan's hand. This was pure Tiantai Sect Buddhist vow force. At least no one here needed it. Guan Yunchang and Zhao Xuantan controlled and absorbed the remaining incense offerings, healing the weakness brought about by their long slumber.

Wei Yuan and Zhang Ruosu protected the two.

The old Daoist glanced at the Buddhist vows in his hand, then said, "The effect of your debate yesterday was very good. Now the promotion of basic exercises is very easy. Everyone is willing to try it. We have already selected some areas and chosen those with relatively good bodies to teach the first three levels of basic exercises."

"What about the *Yangqi Jue* (Nourishing Qi Mantra)?"

"The *Yangqi* part? It has been passed down from house to house according to communities and street offices."

"In that case, even those who are already old and have weakened bodies can at least achieve the effect of dispelling disease and strengthening the body. In the future, when the number of people increases, we can directly set up evil-repelling formations in each community to drive away evil spirits."

The old Daoist said with emotion, "In about five years, Shenzhou will be able to complete the popularization of basic exercises."

"Within three five-year periods, a group of college students who have received compulsory cultivation education from an early age will emerge."

Wei Yuan thought of that style, his eyes were strange, and he picked up his tea and took a sip.

Zhang Ruosu held his tea and said, "Wei Yuan, what do you plan to do with these Buddhist vows?"

Wei Yuan thought about it. This Buddhist vow force was very pure and mixed with a trace of Buddhist luck. It was impossible to suppress it casually. He thought of his only good Buddhist friend and pondered, "I know a friend. He should have a way to resolve this vow force, or rather, he is more suitable to deal with this thing than you and me."

Zhang Ruosu nodded without asking any more questions.

After hesitating for a moment, he said, "By the way, what is your relationship with the Taiping Dao leader?"

"The Guan Sheng Emperor said that Zhuge Wuhou (Zhuge Liang), is your disciple?"

"All his skills were taught by you?"

A Xuan poured tea, and Zhang Ruosu stared at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "How is that possible? Do you believe it too? Can I teach such a person?"

Zhang Ruosu breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's true."

He picked up his teacup to drink tea.

Wei Yuan said casually the second half of the sentence:

"I only taught him the basics of Daoism."

Puff!!!

The old Daoist couldn't catch his breath, and a mouthful of tea sprayed directly on the little Daoist next to him, and then coughed violently. Wei Yuan laughed and shook his head at the old Daoist, joking, "Daoist Zhang, how much of this sentence do you believe?"

Zhang Ruosu smiled bitterly.

Suddenly, both of them noticed the change in aura and turned their heads to see that the Buddhist vow force in Wei Yuan's palm suddenly glowed with golden light, exuding a glazed aura, faintly echoing in the distant direction, and the pupils of the two changed differently.

One became more and more deep, with clear black and white, and the other had inner eyes, like a tiger.

In their eyes, the distant sky suddenly turned a faint golden color.

A majestic and upright stream of light directly pierced through the golden auspicious clouds.

The old Daoist said, "The Buddhist Yogācāra (Consciousness-only) Sect has gone to Tiantai Mountain."

Wei Yuan nodded.

Zhang Ruosu said, "The friend you mentioned, is it him?"

Wei Yuan said, "Yes."

……………………/

Below Tiantai Mountain.

Although the dispute between Buddhism and Daoism had ended, because Yuanjue, the true inheritor of the Yogācāra Sect, who was suspected to be a descendant of Tang Xuanzang, proposed to go to Tiantai Mountain to debate with the Buddhas, many people were left here, hoping to see a spectacle that was no less exciting than the struggle between Taoism and Buddhism, especially with many monks present, seemingly wanting to witness the Buddhist debate.

Yuanjue turned his monk's robe inside out again, changing from a light gray monk's robe to a dark blue one.

Then he walked out slowly.

ps: Second update today...