Chapter 741
Chapter 741
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>Translator: Ryuma
>Chapter: 741
>Chapter Title: Sitting and Forgetting Dao
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Chapter 741: Sitting and Forgetting Dao
Li Huowang stared thoughtfully at the Hongzhong before him, standing still in place.
If he wanted the other party to agree to his request again, it wasn’t difficult. He just needed to follow the previous process once more.
But Hongzhong had seemed perfectly agreeable before, and yet he was also from the Sitting and Forgetting Dao. Li Huowang still harbored some doubts deep down.
Even toward the previous Hongzhong, he had always been wary, unsure if the other had ulterior motives toward him.
Now that this guy had conveniently reset, should he take the chance to probe this Sitting and Forgetting Dao version of Li Huowang?
Even if he saw through it, it didn’t matter. An hour later, he wouldn’t remember a thing.
With that in mind, Li Huowang looked calmly at Hongzhong’s distraught face and asked,
“Hongzhong, can you answer one question? Why did you run the moment you saw me? Is my impression in your mind really that bad?”
Hearing Li Huowang’s question, Hongzhong smiled.
“Heh, what do you think? Did you really believe that your impression in others’ minds... is a good one?”
“Stop fooling yourself. If you had a choice, even you wouldn’t want to stick around with Li Huowang.”
Hearing this, Li Huowang’s brow gradually furrowed.
“Don’t forget, you’re Li Huowang too.”
“Hahaha, exactly! I’m Li Huowang too, so I hate myself as well. When I’m bored, I even trick myself sometimes.”
These weren’t good signs. Li Huowang paused for a moment before continuing,
“So even if I genuinely wanted to help you, you wouldn’t believe me?”
Hongzhong smiled.
“You talk about being genuine—would you dare believe it? You don’t trust me, so why should I trust you?”
He added,
“Zhuge Yuan doesn’t trust you either.”
Hearing this, Li Huowang’s molars clenched tight. He now fully understood the previous Hongzhong’s true thoughts about him.
Perhaps he would do what he said, but in return, he likely had his own schemes brewing in secret.
After weighing his options, Li Huowang looked at Hongzhong again.
“Don’t be so absolute. The previous you was willing to cooperate with me.”
“What did you say to the previous me? Tell me and let’s see.”
Hongzhong propped himself up on his upper body.
“Alright, let’s walk and talk. I’ll repeat everything that happened before. You can judge for yourself if I’m lying.”
At that moment, Li Huowang began explaining rapidly. He couldn’t afford to dawdle—if the hour passed, this guy would forget everything again.
This time, Hongzhong didn’t flee. He followed quietly beside Li Huowang, listening.
Once he fully grasped the ins and outs, Hongzhong nodded with a look of sudden realization.
“Oh~! So that’s how it is. You should’ve said so earlier.”
“Would saying it earlier have helped? You ran off the moment you saw me. How could I?”
As Li Huowang spoke, the Zhongyin Temple appeared upside down on the distant ceiling.
“Well?”
Li Huowang turned to Hongzhong.
“Since you know Li Huowang so well, you should realize I’m not deceiving you now.”
“Though you chose once already, since you’re a new one, I’ll let you choose again. What I’m saying is, cooperating with me is better than sitting here like an idiot.”
“Heh, not necessarily. Maybe one day the Great Matron rises again, and I can come back.”
“No need to repeat yourself. You said that exact same thing an hour ago. If you say it again, it means you’re thinking the same as the last Hongzhong.”
“Is that so? Heh.”
Hongzhong scratched his head.
“Fine then. My choice is the same as last time.”
“Then let’s hurry. The next hour’s almost up. I really don’t want to repeat this nonsense a third time.”
With that, Li Huowang led Hongzhong toward the Zhongyin Temple, having already made up his mind inwardly.
When they reached the Zhongyin Temple, Li Huowang finally heard the buzzing of the prayer wheel again.
Though Hongzhong couldn’t enter the Zhongyin Temple on his own, Li Huowang could drag him in by force.
Their bodies stretched out into long strips, eventually entering the prayer wheel in the hands of the mummified lama amid the buzzing sound.
When Li Huowang opened his eyes again, he could clearly sense the people around him breathe a collective sigh of relief.
Li Huowang gently patted the head of Li Sui, who had come up to him, as his mind raced.
Soon, he felt a new segment of memory appear in his mind—a memory of growing up as the Sitting and Forgetting Dao’s Hongzhong. This was the very memory the Great Matron had stuffed into his head back then.
With that in place, the cultivation methods for false techniques naturally came with it.
Thinking of this, Li Huowang let out a breath of relief. No matter how bumpy the process had been, the result was at least acceptable.
“Thank you, masters, for your help.”
Li Huowang thanked the mummified lamas, but they said nothing in return, turning coldly and leaving.
Clearly, the little tricks Li Huowang had pulled earlier had been seen through. The allotted time hadn’t vanished.
“Dad, are you okay? You really died just now. It scared me.”
Li Sui asked worriedly.
“I’m fine. It won’t happen again.”
Li Huowang patted her head and turned to leave the Zhongyin Temple.
As they exited the city, Li Huowang eagerly began sifting through the Sitting and Forgetting Dao’s memories, searching for the false cultivation methods.
“He who sits, moves. He who forgets, contemplates. Not sitting halts the service; not forgetting rests the thoughts. When service does not cease, the spirit calms. When thoughts do not rest, the heart settles.”
As Hongzhong, he now knew almost all the Sitting and Forgetting Dao’s techniques from childhood to adulthood—even the Delirium Heavenly Treasure Vastness for summoning the Great Matron. But knowing them didn’t mean he could use them.
Li Huowang swiped his hand across his face, trying to change it, but nothing happened.
He sighed lightly. Back then, he could use the Sitting and Forgetting Dao’s divine abilities because the Great Matron had directly infused them.
Now that the Great Matron had fallen, everything prior had been stripped away.
Even with Hongzhong’s memories, he’d have to retrain every Sitting and Forgetting Dao divine ability and technique from scratch.
But Li Huowang didn’t mind too much. The Sitting and Forgetting Dao’s strength had never been in direct combat anyway. He wasn’t counting on their techniques to help him against the Dharma Sect.
True cultivation was sufficient for that.
He’d only added this memory to balance his true cultivation—the severe side effects of true cultivation were something he absolutely refused to keep even a moment longer.
“Let me see.”
Li Huowang exited the Zhongyin Temple and sat down at a nearby teahouse, beginning to comb through the Sitting and Forgetting Dao’s foundational techniques.
However, as he looked at the *Deception Scripture* in his mind, Li Huowang fell into deep thought.
The Sitting and Forgetting Dao didn’t start with how to cultivate or how to circulate energy. Instead, it taught how to become a true con artist first.
(End of chapter)