There was a tremendous amount of mind power and knowledge in the sarira. It looked like a golden ocean. Zhang Ruochen's mind power was like a drop of water compared to that golden ocean.
Zhang Ruochen could recklessly absorb the mind power and knowledge from the sarira and transform them into his own knowledge to improve his mind power.
Of course, the sarira could do more than just improve the mind power of monks. It could improve monks' cultivation as well. However, Zhang Ruochen's meridians and holy meridians had all been destroyed, so he couldn't absorb the holy power and saintly way rules from the sarira.
The sarira represented the Buddha Emperor and the Golden Dragon.
After only a short while, Zhang Ruochen's mind power was greatly improved, close to level fifty-three.
Zhang Ruochen smelled the meat. He stopped refining and opened his eyes. He saw Qing Mo roasting a dragon claw.