Mythology

Chapter 386 The Opportunity to Replace Dipankara Buddha

Yang He waited quietly.

If there were no clam carcasses, I would definitely have taken the risk and tried it.

However, since Daoist Ran Deng is destined to have a rough time, the best strategy is to remain unchanged in the face of all changes. The entity behind the river clam corpse clearly hopes that Yang He will play the role of a troublemaker.

Numerous living immortal heads chanted scriptures, causing the fleshy growth at the base of the false Heavenly Dao Tree to slowly grow, with mysterious Sanskrit characters emerging from both inside and outside.

"How difficult it is to become a Buddha."

Even the Taoist Ran Deng couldn't help but feel a tremor in his heart, for this thing was the fruition of Buddhahood.

Within the tumor, one could vaguely see a centipede-like figure curled up.

Once the Buddha's fruition is matured, one will refine oneself and become a Buddha within ten lifetimes, plus the twenty-four heavens, making the attainment of quasi-sainthood almost a certainty.

"This plan has too many variables, more than the miscalculations of the past thousand years."

The Taoist Ran Deng stared at the tumor, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.

The Twenty-Four Heavens were unconsciously absorbing the aura of the Immortal Slaughtering Formation, and the Buddhahood that originally needed to be nurtured for a thousand years has already begun to take shape in just a few days.

But if the Daoist Ran Deng were to choose again, he would likely seek another method for the sake of prudence.

"After the fruit position is refined, Yang He's threat is negligible. The main threat is still the Immortal Slaughtering Formation. Jiepai Pass will not remain peaceful for long. Once trouble arises, it will definitely involve the Sage."

Even... a sage might already be lurking somewhere within the Immortal Slaughtering Formation.

"The secrets of heaven are obscure and difficult to understand."

"If it were me, I would definitely seize the opportunity to take the Buddha's position. However, unless one is a saint, even a Great Immortal cannot escape unscathed once he enters Vulture Peak."

The Taoist Ran Deng's gaze swept over the corpses, and his preaching grew louder and louder.

As time passed, the number of living immortal heads reached 502, and the precious light of the Twenty-Four Heavens continuously poured into the False Heavenly Dao Tree.

The number of corpses stopped increasing, leaving only seventy or eighty.

Yang He mingled among them, distracted by the movements of the river clam carcass, and as a result, the carcass rose and fell with the waves the entire time.

puff.

He was startled, and the clam carcass sank to the bottom of the sea without warning.

The corpse quickly regained its clamshell-like appearance, emitting a pearly, radiant light that flashed by in an instant.

The chanting of the Taoist priest Ran Deng suddenly stopped, and the sea surface was filled with wind and clouds.

"Duobao!!!"

The Taoist Ran Deng paused for a moment, then squeezed out two words through gritted teeth. Just as Yang He had expected, it seemed that the clam corpse was prepared by the Taoist Duo Bao.

Only Daoist Duobao could make Daoist Randeng suffer a setback.

The Taoist Ran Deng fished out the river clam corpse. Before he could react, the corpse first showed a hint of mockery on its face, and then its flesh and bones exploded.

boom.

Pearl powder scattered everywhere.

Immediately afterwards, Yang He saw fear on Lao Yinbi's face for the first time.

"Pearl, what exactly is that corpse?"

Just then, another unfamiliar chanting arose from the Twenty-Four Heavens, its voice sometimes sharp like a girl's laughter, sometimes hoarse like a dying old man, forming an eerie duet.

“Tatagataya, Tadiyata, Amritupabhavi, Amriti…”

It was still the Rebirth Mantra, but it gave Yang He a chilling feeling.

Yang He noticed the surge in spiritual vision. Judging by the magnitude, it was only slightly less than that of the saints of the two religions, and it was very likely that it had already reached the level of a saint.

Immediately afterwards, a distorted figure appeared on the distant sea.

Without hesitation, Daoist Ran Deng temporarily left the False Heavenly Dao Tree, not even bothering to attend to the other corpses. He clasped his hands together, bowed his head, and walked towards the tree.

"Disciple Randeng greets the Water and Fire Boys." Yang He took the opportunity to scan them, and couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

The so-called Water and Fire Child is formed by combining two bodies, one in front of the other, and holding a pearl in its hands.

The man in front was charred black, like a withered tree that had been burned by a raging fire; the woman behind him was swollen and pale, her skin a horrifying corpse green, and a stench swept over them.

"Water and Fire Child?"

Yang He remembered that "Water and Fire Boy" was not a unique Taoist title, but a position. In the Chan and Jie schools, it was a Taoist boy who served the saints.

The Taoist Ran Deng clasped his hands together, his posture so respectful it was almost humble.

Yang He noticed that the Taoist Ran Deng kept his eyes fixed on the pearl belonging to the Water and Fire Child, whose surface was just an ordinary object.

"It is my greatest honor to receive the Holy One's descent to Mount Lingjiu."

The pearls shimmered with a soft light, as if responding to the greeting from the Taoist Ran Deng.

Yang He felt a violent wave of nausea. The pearl actually represented the Guide, one of the two saints of Western Buddhism.

He almost gave himself away because of the luster emitted by the pearl.

The true appearances of Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu are indescribable, but they will never cause disgust to the body and soul. What the hell are the two Western Saints?
"It turns out that Daoist Duobao's methods will attract Daoist Jieyin to descend."

"pearl……"

Yang He knew that Yuanshi Tianzun represented the earth, Tongtian Jiaozhu represented the ocean, and the sages seemed to have become the embodiment of the rules of heaven.

Why is the Guide to the Dao Pearl?
"The Seven Treasures of Buddhism?" The only thing Yang He could think of was the Seven Treasures of Buddhism.

Gold, silver, glass, crystal, giant clam shell, red pearl, agate.

If Buddhist saints represent seven types of gemstones, Yang He felt that in terms of strength, the two Western saints were far from being a match for the Three Pure Ones.

The Taoist Ran Deng pressed the pearl tightly against his forehead, his lips moving rapidly.

It was as if they were reporting to the guiding saint, while their skin and flesh pressed against the clam, their flesh and blood turned outwards, and their body and soul were inevitably affected by the guiding saint.

Yang He clicked his tongue in surprise; the two Western Saints were probably already at Jiepai Pass.

"Is the great battle of saints about to begin?"

Duobao Daoist's actions were a diversionary tactic, intentionally leading Jieyin Daoist to Lingjiu Mountain, but Yang He couldn't quite understand his intentions.

Yang He frowned slightly. Was the timing of Duobao Daoist's attack too coincidental?

It just so happens that I am going to Lingjiu Mountain.

Yang He gritted his teeth, knowing that the opportunity would be fleeting, and the yin energy emerged from the corpse's earlobe.

He suppressed his nausea and went to the branch of the fake Heavenly Dao Tree. He then took out a head that he always carried with him, the head of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha.

Yang He had some thoughts when he saw the fake Heavenly Dao Tree full of the heads of living immortals.

Although they don't know what the purpose is, the heads of permanent characters are just consumables anyway, and the Treasure Bone Tomb has unknowingly accumulated dozens of them.

Yang He found an empty branch and hung the head of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha on it.

The gap in the neck of the Immaculate Buddha merged with the branch, and its expression immediately became identical to that of the other heads.

Yang He had intended to cut off his chance of survival, but he couldn't help gritting his teeth and crawling into the fake Heavenly Dao Tree.

At the same time, he used his spiritual vision to understand the information about the tumor at the root.

[Buddhahood]

[It was forged from the bones, flesh, essence, and blood of the two Western Saints, and absorbed the primordial energy of the Twenty-Four Heavens. It has already conceived a fragmented Buddhahood—the Ancient Buddha Dipankara. After refining this Buddhahood, he will surely become the Ancient Buddha Dipankara through ten lifetimes of cultivation.]

"hiss……"

Yang He gasped, realizing the power of obtaining this item.

Wouldn't it be a substitute for Dipankara Buddha?
With such an incredible opportunity before him, how could Yang He not be tempted? Others might have many concerns, but he was different. What did it matter to him, Yang He, if he were to become the permanent character of the Dipankara Buddha?
(End of this chapter)