A few days passed by.

Maoshan.

Yuanfu Palace.

The door is closed.

Wearing a red robe, carrying a fly whisk, and with a gray beard, the old master stood in front of the statue of the ancestor in the hall. He looked up at the tall man in front of him. Yes, you helped Patriarch Zhang obtain the position of Commanding God, which was regarded as repaying the kindness of Maoshan. Strictly speaking, you were even kind to Maoshan as a whole. However, I privately taught you the Great Cave Sutra today, and I will bear all the consequences for this. Is this considered a favor to you?"

"Calculate."

Qin Yao said without thinking: "What does the leader need from me?"

He has always been a person with clear grudges.

Entering the Evil Punishment Department and obtaining three chapters of the Scripture was an agreement between him and the old master, and it was also the old master's help to him.

In this process, he gained the greatest benefit, while Mao Shan's benefit was relatively inferior. As for the old leader, he did not receive any direct benefit at all!

He owed it to the old boss, so there is nothing wrong with this conclusion.

"Don't shy away from relatives when promoting good people. I hope that when you work in the Punishment of Evil Department in the future, you can give more support to your fellow disciples." The old leader said seriously.

He had a personal affection for Qin Yao, but not for Maoshan.

This is an old man who dedicated everything to his sect.

Qin Yao took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Okay, I promise you that I will try my best to support the descendants of Maoshan."

The old master smiled slightly: "Good.

Let’s get back to the topic, teach the scriptures privately, and don’t write down the words on paper. I tell you to listen to the content of the first three chapters. After writing them down, go back and slowly understand them. If you encounter anything you don’t understand, you can come and ask me at any time.”

Qin Yao bowed and said, "Thank you, Master."

The old master nodded and recited the scriptures, every word of which was exquisite.

Qin Yao closed his eyes tightly, listened, and absorbed every word.

After a long time, the old master finished reciting the first three chapters and said loudly: "Do you need me to recite it again?"

[It has been detected that the host has obtained the content of the Great Cave Sutra (Incomplete Chapter). Do you want to spend 688 points of filial piety to upgrade it to the entry level?] Qin Yao just opened his eyes, and before he could reply to the old leader, a line of shining systems Characters suddenly pop into view.

"No need, Master, let me digest it first."

As he said that, he sat cross-legged and said silently in his heart: "System, add more."

[This transaction consumes 688 filial piety points, and your filial piety balance is 612 points.]

As the system subtitles flashed out, countless understandings of the first three chapters of the Great Cave Sutra emerged from the depths of his mind, endlessly, as if they were inexhaustible...

More than two hours later.

The insights that kept popping up gradually dried up. Qin Yao exhaled a breath of turbid air and slowly opened his eyes.

"How is your digestion?" the old master asked with a smile.

"Understood." Qin Yao nodded.

The old leader was stunned, and the smile suddenly froze on his face.

Understood...what does it mean?

The understanding he mentioned and the understanding in his own understanding should not be the same understanding, right?

"Master, give me a little more time..." Qin Yao smiled at him and closed his eyes again.

Old boss: "???"

What is he going to do?!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."

In Qin Yao's body, in his upper Dantian, a wisp of true energy as thin as a hair was controlled by him and moved according to the weekly cycle of the Great Cave Sutra.

One lap, two laps, three laps...

After thousands of rounds, this strand of true energy gradually changed from golden to platinum, and finally returned to the upper Dantian, just like a platinum needle piercing the gold liquid, the difference was obvious.

Then came the second strand, the third strand, the fourth strand...

The golden Dantian is gradually filled with fine platinum needles...

A few more hours later.

After all, the old master couldn't hold back his curiosity, silently used his magic power, opened his eyes, and looked at Qin Yao's body.

As a result... he was stunned on the spot.

If he read it correctly, the white-gold energy should be the mana of the Great Cave Sutra, right?

Just by listening to the scripture once, I developed the relevant magic power...

What kind of rhythm is this!

Did you get started so quickly?

To be honest, he was a little scared.

After a long time...

The old master woke up from a dream, closed his eyes, and his expression gradually became weird.

The Da Dong Sutra is obscure, profound and profound, otherwise there would be no saying that one can become an immortal by reading it thousands of times.

He remembered clearly that when he first studied the Great Cave Sutra, it took him several years to polish the first three chapters alone.

That's right, you have to grind it down, not master it. Later, you have to study for a long time before you can truly cultivate the power of the Great Cave Sutra.

And now, how long did it take Qin Yao?

Half an hour or an hour?

How long did it take to cultivate the relevant mana?

Two hours or three hours?

The more the old leader thought about it, the more he felt suffocated.

Is it true that everyone practices the same Immortal Sutra?

Damn it.

My heart can't bear it!

After an unknown amount of time, when the platinum needles in the upper Dantian gathered together and formed a white-gold ball, Qin Yao slowly stopped his work and opened his eyes.

"Master, how long have I been practicing?" Looking at the old master who seemed to have been standing in the same place, motionless, Qin Yao opened his arms and stretched his muscles.

"Seven days." The old leader said calmly.

Qin Yao: "???"

He felt like it had only been a while, why was it only seven days?

"Okay, now that you're awake, you can go down the mountain and practice slowly." The old leader waved his hand casually.

After seven days of monitoring, he found that the magic power of the Immortal Sutra in Qin Yao's body was running smoothly and steadily, and he did not make any rash progress during the practice, so he was completely relieved.

"There are no Jiazi in the mountains, and it's so cold that I don't know the year." Qin Yao sighed and stood up slowly.

If he hadn't opened his eyes and asked, and continued to practice like this, it would have been normal for decades...

This is an area that cannot be reached by any cultivation technique below the Immortal Sutra level.

After all, the deeper you practice the Immortal Sutra, the longer your life span will be.

And those martial arts or spiritual scriptures can rarely increase life span, and even affect longevity!

"Master, when I use the power of the Great Cave Sutra, will outsiders see it?" Qin Yao suddenly asked when he came to the door.

"Unless the other party has also practiced the Great Cave Sutra, there is no need to worry about this problem."

"Then I don't have to hide it." Qin Yao smiled slightly.

The old master waved his sleeves and opened the gate of Yuanfu Palace in the air: "Go, I'm waiting here for you to bring me good news..."

Noon the next day.

Chenghuang Department Store.

Qin Yao knocked on the door of Ren Tingting's office and said with a smile: "Director Ren, are you busy?"

Behind the desk, Ren Tingting, holding a document in her hand, stood up subconsciously: "It's okay, what instructions does Mr. Qin have?"

"Sit down and talk." Qin Yao waved his hand, pulled out the chair and sat across from her: "There is indeed something I want you to do."

Ren Tingting's heart trembled, and she slowly sat down, looking directly into Qin Yao's eyes: "Your orders."

"Find a way to drive the Japanese consortium in the Golden Palace Building out of the city, and strictly prevent the Japanese consortium from encroaching on the city." Qin Yao said in a solemn voice.

There is an old saying that goes well, if you have milk, you are a mother. If you just sit back and watch the Japanese consortium grow bigger in the city, you will inevitably cultivate a group of pro-Japanese elements.

Once the war begins, bound by interests, those pro-Japanese elements will quickly become traitors, lackeys, and leading the party.
To be continued...