Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

Chapter 1565: Chapter 845: Return to the Ancestral Land, Revealing the Jade

"Noisy!"

Zhao Sheng frowned slightly, glanced around, and suddenly admonished.

Before his voice faded, an incomparably overpowering pressure swept out from nowhere.

A group of old monks instantly froze in place, each looking at Zhao Sheng with terrified expressions, scattering in panic.

The old monks, adept in Divine Power, vanished in an instant.

At this moment, the Teleportation Hall was silent, the atmosphere unbearably heavy and oppressive. The Guest Monks stood in the corner, heads lowered in silence, not daring to look forward.

Zhao Sheng slowly restrained his aura, his figure flickering, disappearing without a trace.

A moment later, he walked slowly along a green stone street, the thick scent of sandalwood wafting through the air, while the somber and low chanting of scriptures emerged from nearby temples.

On either side of the street, magnificent temple buildings, akin to palaces, could be seen everywhere.

Zhao Sheng walked three to four miles, witnessing various temples’ entrances crowded with a diverse array of devotees, their faces full of devotion and fanaticism.

"Something’s not right!"

Seeing the many fanatically devoted Buddhists, Zhao Sheng suddenly sensed that there was something amiss about Muni City.

At this moment, a young monk with flowing hair and bare feet, possessing a handsome appearance, approached from afar. Wherever he passed, devotees would raise their hands in a respectful gesture, making way for him.

As the young monk walked, the ground behind him quietly sprouted sacred lotus flowers.

The flowers bloomed, releasing a faint fragrance, and the devotees by the roadside were all mesmerized, scrambling to snatch these sacred Buddha Lotuses.

In an instant, the street descended into chaos.

The young monk seemed unaware of the chaos behind him, continuing forward, step by step, following the lotus blossoms.

Zhao Sheng’s eyes flashed with a thought. Suddenly, he had an idea.

"You’ll do!"

His voice scattered with the wind, and Zhao Sheng also disappeared from sight.

At the same moment, the young monk’s expression changed abruptly, his body involuntarily turning half-circle, heading into an alley beside the street.

As his figure disappeared into the alley, the young monk suddenly vanished.

After thirty minutes, Zhao Sheng emotionlessly withdrew his right hand, as the young monk stood across from him, a look of vacancy on his face, seemingly suffering a severe blow to his consciousness.

Though the Soul Searching technique is useful, it always has some side effects.

However, these side effects are insignificant and can be recovered from with some rest.

Zhao Sheng turned and left thoughtfully, not caring about the young monk’s life or death in the slightest.

This young monk had learned sinister Buddhist methods, and even to practice the Mandala Great Treasure Realm, he ruthlessly seized the Buddha Yuan of thirty-three fellow novice monks, showing sheer cruelty, brimming with karma.

As the sun set over the western hills, Zhao Sheng traversed the city, finding an abandoned mansion to temporarily stay for a few days.

In the Quiet Hall, Zhao Sheng sat cross-legged, lost in thought: "...Gathering together for cultivation, with Will Power practicing Buddhism, I am the Buddha... Today, all beings aid me in achieving Buddhahood, and in the future, the Buddha aids destined ones... What a bizarre cultivation concept!"

Eh?

Suddenly, a spirit light flashed in his mind: "No, why does this sound familiar?"

Zhao Sheng pondered for a long time, finally recalling the answer from memories of his past life: "...All beings aid me, I aid all beings, only then achieving Great Freedom, Great Liberation!"

In his mind suddenly appeared an awe-inspiring figure, merciful towards the world.

"Crimson—Dragon—Child!"

Boom!

The quiet room instantly turned into ruins, as Zhao Sheng, with a grim expression, waved away the scattered dust, his figure flickering and disappearing into thin air.

...

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye!

In the past fifteen days, Zhao Sheng traversed Muni City, visiting seven of the most incense-rich temples.

After half a month, he collected hundreds of cultivation methods, finally confirming a shocking truth.

That is, some Great Ability was using Muni City as a testing ground, sacrificing countless Buddhist practitioners and millions of beings to attempt to integrate the cultivation concept of the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Dao into Buddhist cultivation methods.

Both the Buddha and Demon paths have extremely brainwashing methods, except the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Dao seizes the mind, while Muni City’s Buddhists are devourers, not even sparing fellow disciples.

All beings’ soul and Will Power, can assist me in achieving Buddhahood!

Removing all benevolent and peaceful "appearances," one can only imagine how many ignorant followers have been swallowed by Muni City.

Muni City has stood for over ten thousand years, considered a cultivation Holy Land within the Ten Thousand Peak Spirit Domain.

He absolutely does not believe that in ten thousand years no one noticed anything "strange" about Muni City.

Yet until today, Muni City remains prosperous, with numerous Buddhist practitioners in the city and the surrounding tens of thousands of miles being a land "Buddha Country."

All indications suggest someone "highly skilled" backs Muni City, otherwise it would not remain unscathed.

Zhao Sheng strongly suspects this "person" possibly hails from the Ten Lands Zhao Clan, with cultivation at least above Returning to Void.

After all, in some sense, the Ten Thousand Peak Spirit Domain can be seen as the core "territory" of the Ten Lands Zhao Clan.

Over two hundred thousand years of painstaking management resulted in Zhao Clan members being spread throughout the Ten Thousand Peak Spirit Domain, with influence and power unmatched by any other!

Of course, all of these are his conjectures, what is the truth? In the future, he still needs to verify it personally.

...

A few days later, a figure appeared out of nowhere on the teleportation platform, none other than the teleported Zhao Sheng.

At this time, various Human Clan Cultivators, dressed differently and with extraordinary presence, kept appearing around him out of thin air.

The cultivators dared not linger here, quickly flying down the teleportation platform, heading outside the hall.

Zhao Sheng mixed among the cultivators, quickly flying out of the hall.

Outside the hall, an extremely rich nature’s spiritual energy rushed towards him.

In an instant, taking nature’s spiritual energy surged into his body, without needing to operate any Cultivation Technique.

Just then, Zhao Sheng noticed himself in the high sky, behind him stood a towering White Tower, pristine and unblemished.

Around the White Tower, clouds and mist swirled, constantly transforming into illusions of dragons, phoenixes, qilins, and various beasts, all formed from extremely pure nature’s spiritual energy.

Beneath the cloud mist was an unimaginably large city.

Looking out, the city was full of pavilions, towers, palaces, and Immortal Palaces that stretched endlessly to the horizon, yet no boundary could be seen.

Gazing at the Heavenly Vault, countless Floating Islands could be seen looming in the depths of the cloud mist, each island surrounded by layers of colorful Barriers.

Zhao Sheng’s lips curled upwards as he slowly reached into his robe, removing a piece of Bright Yellow Jade, and then attached it to his waist.

Then, he released his Divine Thought, suddenly transforming into a tunneling light, swiftly soaring into the Cloud Sky.

The Great Sun blazed fiercely, the sky a bright blue like washed.

A Flowing Light suddenly broke through the clouds, arriving above the Cloud Sea.

The radiance dispersed, revealing Zhao Sheng’s figure.

At that moment, hundreds of miles away, a vast and vibrant massive continent floated majestically.

Above the continent, countless Immortal Birds and strange beasts soared and hovered; below were towering peaks and a dense network of rivers, with stunning landscapes akin to Heaven.

Splendid palaces suspended above the continent, each radiating vibrant light, their majesty akin to celestial palaces.

Occasionally, a tunneling light could be seen from various directions, weaving through the floating palaces, coming and going.

Zhao Sheng watched for a while, about to move towards the continent, when his expression subtly changed, abruptly turning to look behind him.

Just then, a stern-looking young swordsman, with a long sword in his arms, stepping out from the Void.

"Hey, who goes there? State your name quickly!" The young swordsman shouted softly, suddenly reversing his long sword, pointing straight at him.

The long sword resembled a limpid autumn water, its blade glowing with cold light, a sharp and unmatched Sword Intent spreading out, instantly enveloping Zhao Sheng entirely.

Zhao Sheng’s heart tightened, already noticing that the "swordsman" before him was not a True Immortal, but an embodiment of True Spirit.

And only a Spiritual Treasure in the True Form Realm or above could easily take on human form.

In other words, this "swordsman" was no less capable than an average Half-Immortal of the Void, not to be underestimated.

"I am Zhao Sheng, from the Zhao branch of Red Cloud Spirit Domain. Today, I come to the Ancestral Land for recognition. This is my Life Jade, please have a look, senior!"

Saying this, Zhao Sheng removed the Jade from his waist, inputting a strand of Divine Thought into it.

In an instant, the Jade radiated brilliantly, releasing an unparalleled dazzling brilliance.