Mythology

Chapter 387 Attaining Buddhahood
Yang He couldn't wait to refine the Buddhahood status immediately. He could sense that the Buddhahood status was not dangerous. As long as he possessed someone, he could gain the panel's recognition and bring them back to the main world.

"Unfortunately, the tumor at the base of the False Heavenly Dao Tree is not yet ready to mature."

The number of fake fairy heads hanging on the branches is far from enough, and the previous batch of corpses has all sunk to the bottom of the sea, so it is estimated that it will be delayed for another five days.

"If we had come later, we might have had a real chance..."

Yang He immediately denied it in his heart, thinking that Daoist Duobao clearly also wanted to interfere in the Buddha's attainment.

Duobao Daoren's cunning was no less than that of Randeng Daoren, and his methods were even more insidious. It was no coincidence that he used a corpse to lure a sage.

It is estimated that Duobao Daoren already knew Yang He's intentions during the tunnel excavation.

Yang He suspected that the corpse might have been detected by the Taoist Ran Deng beforehand.

Daoist Duobao might very well use himself as a pawn to delay the arrival of Daoist Jieyin, which is utterly inhuman.

"It's better to rely on yourself than to depend on those two cunning old men."

Yang He squinted and looked up at the branch.

The only way to break this deadlock is to bring forth the Buddha's enlightenment ahead of schedule.

and many more.

He might actually have a solution, but doing so would be tantamount to fighting to the death with two Great Immortals, and Buddhism would also intervene.

Yang He was somewhat conflicted. To be on the safe side, he could wait until the old Yin and the other were both severely injured before reaping the benefits and seizing the Twenty-Four Heavens.

Even the Taoist Ran Deng could hardly realize that he had done it.

"Even if one attains the Buddhahood, one doesn't really know how to refine it, making it somewhat of a useless thing."

"Oh shit."

"That is Dipankara Buddha. To hesitate even a little is disrespectful!!"

Yang He's face contorted with rage, jokingly saying that this opportunity was far beyond what the Twenty-Four Heavens could compare to.

Even if he didn't want to become a Buddha from the bottom of his heart, Dipankara Buddha's high status in Buddhism can be ranked among the top five.

Dipankara Buddha is one of the three Buddhas of the past, present, and future, and is known as the 'Buddha of the Past'.

Also referred to together are the 'present Buddha' Shakyamuni Buddha and the 'future Buddha' Maitreya Buddha.

Yang He's brows were filled with ruthlessness, and he could hear the murmurs of the Water and Fire Boys chanting scriptures, the sound echoing throughout the entire Twenty-Four Heavens.

At present, it seems that Daoist Ran Deng does not have the energy to deal with himself.

“Om, Karakara, Vima Vima, Sita Sita, Yava Yava, Agni Agni, Subha Subha, Maha…”

Yang He felt a surge of nausea, and the sticky sound seemed to be mixed with millions of maggots.

He glanced into the distance and saw that the pearl in the Water and Fire Child's palm had cracked open in several places. One after another, pale infant arms emerged from them.

Accompanied by piercing cries, the infant's arms gripped the Taoist priest's entire body.

"Woo-wah, woo-wah."

The infant's arm frantically devoured the karmic fire of the Burning Lamp Taoist. With each bit it devoured, the pearl swelled up, resembling a woman's palace.

The Taoist Ran Deng allowed the Taoist Jie Yin to absorb his energy without daring to resist in the slightest.

Pearl ignored Yang He and made insatiable demands like a parasite. The Water and Fire Boy was also affected and became thin, but the latter remained unfazed.

Yang He suppressed his nausea, but since he had already decided to seize the Buddha's position, he did not hesitate any longer, and his Yin energy quietly attached itself to the fake Heavenly Dao Tree.

The fake Heavenly Tree looks incredibly realistic, but its interior is filled with all sorts of miscellaneous organs.

A quick glance revealed that the body was pieced together from the corpses of thousands of ascetics, and one could faintly hear the agonizing cries of the corpses as their organs pressed together.

Yang He first tentatively absorbed some Yin energy.

The fake Heavenly Dao Tree did not react. Although the Yin energy it contained was mixed with other things, it was still from a Great Luo Golden Immortal, enough to restore its cultivation.

Yang He continuously absorbed Yin energy, and his body, which had been reduced to a wisp, began to recover.

Flesh and bones grew at a visible rate, and cultivation quickly returned to the Tribulation Transcending Realm. The total amount of Yin energy in the False Heavenly Dao Tree did not even decrease.

The Taoist Ran Deng suddenly turned his head and immediately noticed Yang He.

"Shen Gongbao!"

His mind was racing. It was probably true that the Sage was brought here by Daoist Duobao, but what about Shen Gongbao? Could it be that Daoist Duobao and Shen Gongbao were working together to deal with him?

Shen Gongbao hasn't even become an immortal, where does he get the audacity?!
The Taoist Ran Deng was furious, but he had to lower his stance when facing the Taoist Jie Yin, and he couldn't escape and crush Shen Gongbao, this ant.

Yang He was surrounded by a dark aura, and he grinned, revealing his gleaming white teeth.

"Teacher Ran Deng, how have you been?"

The Taoist Ran Deng's expression shifted between light and shadow as he said in a deep voice, "Shen Gongbao, you were once my disciple and listened to my teachings. If you help me stabilize the situation today, past grievances will be wiped clean."

Yang He chuckled and made an extremely inelegant gesture with his right hand.

"Old bald monk, if you want to settle scores, you should go find that bastard Duobao. If it weren't for his interference, how would I dare to mess with you?"

He deliberately emphasized the word "Duobao" heavily, his eyes gleaming with schadenfreude.

"Shen Gongbao, aren't you afraid I'll kill you?"

"I'm afraid, but..."

Yang He said with a strange laugh, "Fellow Daoist, please wait."

The Taoist Ran Deng gasped for breath. Shen Gongbao was clearly no threat and could not possibly have any influence over the Twenty-Four Heavens. As for the Buddhahood, it was not something that a mere mortal could achieve.

I can't understand why Shen Gongbao would associate with Duobao Daoren.

"Shen Gongbao, you..."

Yang He didn't give Daoist Ran Deng a chance to speak again, and the Yin energy became extremely chaotic.

Your character, the Ghost Immortal, has died; the story has ended.

Under the astonished gaze of the Taoist Ran Deng, Yang He actually chose to sever his life force, and the Yin energy that formed his Ghost Immortal body instantly dissipated. Yang He's recovery of his cultivation meant he wouldn't waste time impersonating the Ghost Immortal again.

Burning Lamp Daoist's heart sank as he recalled Shen Gongbao's performance in the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation, where he had taken back the skins of all twelve Golden Immortals.

He had calculated more than once that Shen Gongbao was very likely to have received the teachings of Yuanshi Tianzun.

Could this appearance in the Twenty-Four Heavens also be at the behest of the Primordial Heavenly Lord? Shouldn't the sages be preparing to ascend to heaven?!

The Taoist priest was in a state of utter confusion, unable to escape.

suddenly.

Hu Hu Hu.

A chilling wind swept through.

The previously scattered Yin energy gathered together.

Shen Gongbao reappeared, his act of cutting off life seemed somewhat inexplicable, and he let out a strange laugh that disgusted the Taoist Ran Deng.

"Hahaha."

“Shen Gongbao, no matter what benefits Daoist Duobao promises you, I will not be stingy with them.”

The Taoist Ran Deng frowned. Shen Gongbao's immortality was different from that of the second-generation disciples. Could it be a great supernatural power taught by the Primordial Celestial Venerable?
Did Yuanshi Tianzun realize that he wanted to leave the Chan Sect?

Daoist Ran Deng was naturally suspicious and would not believe Yang He's words.

He didn't think that a mere mortal would covet the Buddha's enlightenment.

"What Daoist Duobao gave you is something you can't compare to."

Yang He continued to fool the old cunning man, then took out the heads of thirty-two Immaculate Ghost Buddhas and hung them on a branch in front of the Burning Lamp Taoist.

Although the Immaculate Buddha has not appeared in the role many times, his lifespan is endless and his physical body is indestructible, which has resulted in the collection of a large number of heads in the Treasure Bone Mausoleum, far exceeding that of other regular characters.

"How dare you!!"

The Taoist Ran Deng realized Yang He's intention to facilitate the attainment of Buddhahood.

The head of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha is worth dozens of others, and the nourishment it brings is incomparable to that of the living immortals transformed from ascetic monks.

Before long, the tumor at the bottom swelled up to a whole size.

Yang He kept a close eye on the information about the Buddha's attainment of enlightenment. The branches and leaves of the false heavenly tree began to wither, and a faint scent of incense filled the air.

The innate energy of the Twenty-Four Heavens is also constantly being depleted.

Fortunately, the Twenty-Four Heavens are already permanent characters, so even if the entire Celestial Court is destroyed, it can be rebuilt safely by consuming points.

“Shen Gongbao, have you thought this through? This is not something you can refine. If you want to give it to Daoist Duobao, you should return it to its rightful owner.”

The Taoist Ran Deng's eyes were red; he had been plotting to attain Buddhahood for countless years.

The slightest possibility of a change of ownership caused his Dao heart to stir with unease, making him restless and unable to maintain his composure.

The flames of karma burned fiercely.

As the Taoist Ran Deng intensified his efforts in burning karmic fire, the pearl swelled to half a meter in size.

He could see that a baby with countless arms was about to emerge from the pearl, and the Water and Fire Boys' chanting of scriptures became somewhat restrained.

However, Yang He was ultimately one step ahead.

As the heads of the living immortals on the branches withered and fell off one by one, the Buddha's fruition... was born!
The tumor trembled violently, its surface radiating a burst of Buddhist light, and in a short moment it transformed into rock, its surface covered with dense Sanskrit characters.

Yang He repeatedly confirmed that the information was correct and directly incorporated the Buddha's attainment into the temple.

"That's convenient. The aura of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha has already been mixed into the fruit position, so there's no need to refine it."

The Taoist Ran Deng's eyes were bloodshot with rage, and he no longer cared about the sage beside him.

He summoned the glass lamp, and a raging inferno of karmic fire surged from its wick, transforming into a fire dragon that lunged straight at Yang He, intent on burning the damned thief to ashes.

"evil creature!!!"

Wherever the fire dragon passed, the golden seawater continuously evaporated.

Yang He felt the Yin energy crackling and hurriedly activated his protective Xuan Light. However, before the fire dragon could get close, the Xuan Light had already burned through most of it.

"The Puppet Immortal".

While the Taoist Ran Deng was in a daze, he sensed a gloomy aura.

Shen Gongbao has vanished without a trace, replaced by a thick fog, a miasma that should not exist in this world. Its color is not grayish-white, but rather the pitch black that one sees when gazing into an abyss.

The fire dragon raged and enveloped the puppet immortal, its eyes of varying sizes opening deep within the thick fog.

Occasionally, the puppet immortal will condense into the outline of a limb, such as a forked tentacle at the end; or an arm with misaligned joints.

Yang He attempted to transform into a puppet immortal with the help of the Taoist Ran Deng.

Compared to the Corpse Immortal, the Puppet Immortal focuses on immortality and indestructibility, inheriting the characteristics of the Ghost Immortal's body. The dense fog that constitutes its body and soul is constantly spreading and proliferating, as if it is multiplying and multiplying.

Of course, facing a Great Luo Golden Immortal is still extremely difficult.

After Yang He held on for half a breath, the puppet immortal vanished into thin air.

Your character, the Ghost Immortal, has died; the story has ended.

Before his consciousness was extinguished, Yang He noticed that Daoist Ran Deng had suffered a setback.

The baby's cries suddenly became shrill, and dozens of arms stretched out and pierced into the chest and abdomen of the Taoist priest, tearing out his internal organs and chewing them up.

The pearl shattered.

The infant lay curled up in the Buddha's light, its whole body glowing with pure red light. Only its back, ribs, and shoulder blades were visible, and countless arms slowly stretched out.

They may form mudras, hold ritual implements, or touch the ground with their fingers.

(End of this chapter)