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896  Chapter 897 Six Syllable Mantra

"Brother Ming Dao, Brother Ming De's actions are a bit too much,"

"Yes, this kind of open snatching from cultivators simply disregards you, Brother Ming Dao!"

The monks were filled with righteous indignation.

"Ming De is skillful indeed, deliberately seeking trouble with a new face, subtly stirring up controversy to create a spectacle and draw the attention of the nearby cultivators. Then he even went so far as to throw out the Six Syllable Mantra as a major piece of information and even explained it on behalf of the newcomer. Such a marketing strategy is quite good. With thousands of cultivators listening to the Six Syllable Mantra at the same time, I'm afraid his Merit Value will exceed ten thousand after today. Let's go, we should also listen to Ming De's Six Syllable Mantra and see how far his study of the Buddhist Law has progressed,"

Monk Ming Dao regained his magnanimous demeanor, with a refreshing smile reemerging on his face, leading a group of monks toward the gathering crowd.

In the center of the crowd, Li Xiaobai found a meditation mat to sit down on. Monk Ming De sat cross-legged, forming a Buddhist seal with his hands, surrounded by a radiance that made people feel as though they were bathed in a gentle and warm spring breeze.

"Benefactor, this poor monk is about to begin chanting. You may close your eyes and clear your mind, and I believe you will have a unique experience,"

Monk Ming De said cheerfully, majestic and dignified like a great Buddha.

Li Xiaobai nodded, "Master, please begin your performance."

"The so-called Six Syllable Mantra consists of just six words within the Buddhist Sect. Although it is merely six short words, it encompasses endless Buddhist teachings. The deeper the understanding of the Buddhist teachings, the more powerful the effect when chanted. This poor monk shall now make a humble attempt!"

"Om!"

Monk Ming De chanted the first syllable. As the word was spoken, the law followed, and a bright white light shone down from the void before words even faded, enveloping the cultivators present. In an instant, everyone felt the melting away of vanity and unruly thoughts—as if snow and ice were vanishing without a trace—and their minds and cultivation levels improved significantly.

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Monk Ming De chanted the first syllable. As the word was spoken, the law followed, and a bright white light shone down from the void before words even faded, enveloping the cultivators present. In an instant, everyone felt the melting away of vanity and unruly thoughts—as if snow and ice were vanishing without a trace—and their minds and cultivation levels improved significantly.

Many knowledgeable cultivators couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "This is the first word of the Buddhist Sect, which brings down a white light symbolizing equality and wisdom. It purges arrogance and self-attachment within the Heavenly Dao and cuts away the suffering of falling and mutation."

"Master Ming De has real knowledge and practice with the Six Syllable Mantra; otherwise, he could never bring down such a white light to cleanse our obsessions!"

"This is truly the benefit of a high monk; indeed, not everyone can wear the yellow robe!"

The cultivators cried out in admiration, feeling both body and mind cleansed by the white light.

In response, Monk Ming De smiled slightly, a hint of triumph flashing deep in his eyes as he turned to Li Xiaobai with a smile and asked, "What do you think, benefactor? Is my humble practice worthy of your Dharma Eye?"

His voice was loud, ostensibly addressing Li Xiaobai, but really meant for the surrounding crowd. In his view, Li Xiaobai was nothing more than a tool to boost his show and stir the emotions of the cultivators; he didn't really care.

"Not bad,"

Li Xiaobai nodded, unsure what else to say. The white light that had descended upon him didn't affect him at all, leaving him completely unmoved and even wanting to laugh.

He noticed that the golden Merit Value above the other's head was continuously jumping and climbing, already reaching over six thousand.

This was the highest Merit Value he had seen in any cultivator, apart from Ergouzi.

"Now, the next syllable follows. I ask all benefactors to focus their minds!"

"Ma!"

Monk Ming De did not delay any further, striking while the iron was hot and chanting the second word of the mantra.

Another light descended from the void, this time enveloping everyone in a green light, which seemed to dilute their desires for fame and wealth, helping them let go of material possessions.

"This is the second word, the green light of accomplished action wisdom, cleansing envy from Asura's path and cutting away the suffering of conflict!"

"Ni!"

Monk Ming De uttered another syllable, cleansing the hearts of all present.

"This is the third word, the yellow light of innate wisdom that purifies the ignorance and greed of the human path, severing the disasters of birth, aging, sickness, death, and poverty!"

"Boom!"

The blue light descended.

"This is the fourth word, the blue light of the Dharma realm's intrinsic wisdom that purifies the stupidity in the animal path, severing the suffering of muteness and idiocy, and giving rise to wisdom!"

"*!"

The red light descended.

"This is the fifth word, the red light of the exquisite observational wisdom that purifies the stinginess in the hungry ghost path, severing the suffering of hunger and thirst!"

"Hum!"

The black light descended.

"This is the sixth word, the black-blue light of the great perfect mirror wisdom that purifies the hatred in Hell, severing the suffering of extreme heat and cold!"

Monk Ming De recited the Six Syllable Mantra in one breath, and rays of multicolored light fell from the void, each with its unique effect. They enveloped everyone, cleansing their very roots.

The cultivators in the field were intoxicated, lost in the state of enlightenment that comes from the cleansing of the six senses, unable to open their eyes for a long time, and even many monks from the Buddhist Sect were immersed in it, with faces full of enjoyment.

He did not disrupt their insight with his voice but scanned the cultivators with a meaningful gaze, brimming with a sense of achievement. He exchanged a challenging look with another monk clad in a yellow robe within the crowd, his golden Merit Value skyrocketing above his head.

In the short time it took to drink a cup of tea, it had climbed to over nine thousand, just a step away from breaking ten thousand.

However, when he shifted his gaze back to the young man before him, he was suddenly taken aback.

At this moment, Li Xiaobai, sitting on his cushion, stared back wide-eyed, wholly unaffected by the rapture induced by the Six Syllable Mantra. Instead, he wore the expression of a curious baby, causing a tremor in the monk's heart.

The Six Syllable Mantra could temporarily purify one's six senses. It ordinarily wouldn't fail unless the other person's cultivation level was much higher than his own, rendering his Buddhist Law ineffective. This had happened to him once during the Abbot's tests in the temple, but how could this young man, who seemed so young, possess such a profound state of mind?

Could he be a super-genius from a major power?

For a moment, he was besieged by countless thoughts, uncertain about the true nature of this random person he had grabbed.

Not only him, but Monk Ming Dao, the only one in the crowd who remained clear-headed, also looked at Li Xiaobai with amazement in his eyes. Ming De's Six Syllable Mantra was not weak, and his understanding of Buddhist Law was profound. To be completely unaffected, this young man was truly extraordinary.

A laugh rose in his heart; his brother was exceptionally lucky, accidentally pulling in an incredible expert. How narrow the road had become.

"Benefactor, how do you feel?" Monk Ming De asked, stunned.

"It feels okay, the lights were colorful and quite nice to look at."

Li Xiaobai said earnestly.

Hiss!

Inside, Ming De drew a sharp breath. He had kicked an iron plate, this was an expert!