Chapter 523: Chapter 239 Aunt Ruo Squats Down and Ties Her Long Hair Up_3
But before pursuing power, one must first grasp the entire Dragon Court in hand to obtain more and more pure Dragon Blood yang energy, where Yin and Yang meet.
At this thought, she couldn’t help but admit that the Human Clan was indeed clever, able to gradually perfect the flawed Dragon Clan Altar over the vast expanse of time, thereby breaking the constraints of the Heavenly Dao rules and obtaining a more perfect Eternal Life Technique than possession.
Yuan Li’s lips curled into a faint smile, then glanced at the gray mist and said, "Old nun, you’d better hurry, what if Emperor Shitian comes again, can you stop him?"
Gather, as long as the gray mist is within that Array Map, Dragon Blood can converge and spread at a faster speed, thereby breaking through the Buddhist Sect barriers here and descending upon her body.
Emperor Kongwu Buddha glanced at her indifferently, "Here, even Divine Concealment cannot kill me, let alone... is his purpose to kill me?"
Yuan Li lifted a stiff arm and moved it, "Why wouldn’t he kill you?"
"He cannot kill me." A trace of mockery flashed in Emperor Kongwu Buddha’s eyes, "Just a lowly seed."
"But with him around, will you succeed?"
Emperor Kongwu Buddha gently stroked the snakehead, "Is he still here? I have plenty of time."
Even though he said this, Emperor Kongwu Buddha pushed the Immortal Falling Shura Formation Map to the extreme. With immortality just before his eyes, how could one not be moved?
Mockery flashed through Yuan Li’s eyes, "You are still afraid of him."
"Karma." Emperor Kongwu Buddha closed his eyes, "How can it be broken?"
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From the base of the mountain upwards, there is a road, and on this road, spring blossoms abound.
This world between dreams and illusions reveals mountains and waters, appearing incredibly simple.
The same Sanskrit interwoven into different Buddhist teachings, under the glory of the Buddhist teachings, revealed a starry waterfall stretching across the land.
Within it, stars gathered into a rushing stream, pouring into the abyss at the mountain’s peak.
Spring winds turn to rain, summer moon’s cicada song, autumn knows falling leaves, and winter passes to spring.
The alternation of the four seasons drifts in the cycle of reincarnation, indistinguishable between heaven and earth, as a Golden Lotus slowly blooms.
In the mountain caves, after silently reciting their own Buddhist teachings, Bao Huo Buddha and Bao Yue Buddha began reading the Great Infinite Buddha’s "Infinite Samadhi Scripture."
The sound formed into words, drifting upward, the Golden Lotus turned from gold to blue.
The Buddhist Sect’s Green Lotus, capable of enabling Tribulation Crossing Realm practitioners to uncover the treasures of the Immortal Gate.
This treasure contains the Great Dao of Buddhist teachings, forming a pseudo-Mahayana Buddhist Sutra from various Buddhist texts to infuse into the Immortal Gate.
The Green Lotus of the Buddhist Sect can only be cultivated in the Qinglian Secret Realm, because the ’Pure Heart’ produced when breaking through the Five Desires and Six Dusts by the numerous Buddhas cultivating here without using spiritual power is the nourishment for cultivating the Green Lotus.
Apart from that, there is no other method.
And now, the Green Lotus nourished for five thousand years shall fulfill the Great Infinite Buddha’s will.
Bao Huo Buddha opened his eyes, the Buddha Light around him growing more intense. He looked up at the Golden Lotus in the Sky Dome, and his lips curled into a slight smile, "It will be fulfilled."
Bao Yue Buddha also opened his eyes at this moment, smiling benevolently, "Kill Lu Jin’an? Haha...
He shall ultimately become nourishment."
"Just one last step, let us begin."
Bao Huo Buddha’s voice returned to calmness, "Life like a mustard seed contains Mount Sumeru, heart like fine dust conceals the universe."
Bao Yue Buddha clasped his hands together, "Body like Bodhi Tree, heart like a clear mirror stand."
The Green Lotus took root, boundless and vast.
In the Qinglian Secret Realm, it seemed to be snowing, the Dharma Bodies of numerous Buddhas in the Sky Dome shone bright, followed by thousands of disciples.
Under this glorious scene, everything in the world seemed like various forms of walking corpses, from the mountain top to the wilderness, and from the wilderness to the canyon, the endless Green Lotus light seemed to become the sole meaning of existence.
Fang Xiuqi stared dumbfounded at this scene, recognizing some Buddhas because they still exist in the world, and knowing some Buddhas he didn’t recognize because he had seen them in books.
Five hundred years is enough for the sea to change into mulberry fields, not to mention tens of thousands of years?
In Fang Xiuqi’s perception, countless steadfast souls seemed to dissipate in this moment, inducing a sense of numbness in one’s heart.
This feeling was fleeting, and then he suddenly noticed a blue lotus flower phantom blooming like fireworks on the golden Star Dome above, taking root on the ground.
Fang Xiuqi suddenly felt a chill, he looked around, snowflakes drifted in his sight, winter arrived quietly, soon covering the ground with a thick layer of snow.
He shivered, feeling as if life was about to wither away in the next second, only for spring to bloom warmly.
Crack, crack...
Fang Xiuqi’s eyes widened as he watched a thousand trees grow from the piled white bones, instantly covering the sky, as if the beautiful flowers would bloom in the next second.
Then... is it summer?
Fang Xiuqi thought silently, just to see the towering trees suddenly topple over with a strange stance, as if he heard some kind of lamentation.
Fang Xiuqi looked toward Fan Zhouxing.
The Buddha Light emanating from him devoured these trees, causing them to scatter like dead ashes.
The scene just now was not created by Fan Zhouxing, because he was destroying this scene.
The lamentation sounded, sharp and piercing.
Why are there so many souls here?
Some souls felt similar, as if from the same source, yet they were not the same person.
These souls charged toward Fan Zhouxing, as if to tear him to pieces.
Fang Xiuqi’s lips moved, and then he saw Fan Zhouxing’s left hand stop fiddling with the Buddha Beads, the beads hung to his wrist, and he raised his right hand.
In his hand appeared a short sword.
A pitch-black short sword.
Netherworld Validation.
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"Sect Master Zheng."
At the summit of Immortal Device Spirit Mountain, the Great Infinite Buddha rose slowly, smiling as he gazed into the distance, "Do you know the difference between Merit and Achievements?"