Mythology

Chapter 420 The Three Pure Ones, the Two Sages, and Nuwa are all Masters

"The most terrifying thing about the Immaculate Buddha Body is that ordinary mortals who possess my immortal body can also give birth to one or two monk ghosts with their blood."

“I do not spread incense, but I am surrounded by believers everywhere.”

The immaculate Buddha body aligns well with Yang He's understanding of Buddhism; even Shakyamuni's strength should be far inferior to that of the Three Pure Ones.

However, Buddhism excels at spreading its influence; the more believers there are, the more prosperous Buddhism becomes.

"Is it because of that deep pit that the Three Pure Ones seem to have so many concerns? No wonder they don't even show their faces in Journey to the West."

Yang He's smile faded; he couldn't be too optimistic about the current situation.

Before long, I will have to face the deepest level of the Grand Master. Until then, I can only try my best to make the mortal realm of the main world as impregnable as possible.

"Exchange for a silver spiritual root."

The Myriad Transformations Heavenly Spiritual Root trembled, and Yin energy overflowed within the Daoist temple.

The suddenly appearing silver spiritual root did not merge with the Myriad Transformations Heavenly Spiritual Root, but instead wrapped around the tree trunk like a vine, clinging to its surface.

The Myriad Transformations Heavenly Spiritual Roots appear identical, but the Silver Spiritual Roots actually provide nutrients, causing tiny specks of powder to drift down from the flower stamens on the branches.

The spread of the immortal body has increased dramatically, but it is still only available to a small number of mortals.

After all, people's physical constitutions are not the same. Yang He's three types of immortal bodies can only be compatible with 40% of mortals. If an immortal body is forcibly given to a mortal, it will only cause the mortal to go astray and become a demon.

Unless everyone does it personally.

"Exchange for Lingjiu Mountain".

The Wanhua Heavenly Dao Ground shook violently, its area expanded rapidly, and scattered temples appeared among the mountains, enshrining the Immaculate Ghost Buddha.

Yang He then exchanged for the Qiankun Ruler and focused his mind on refining this acquired treasure.

Since becoming an immortal, the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron has been constantly nurtured in the Blood and Flesh Taoist Temple, and the innate treasure has shown some signs of repairing its damage.

"As for the so-called nine incarnations."

[The Nine Incarnations of the Immaculate Buddha]

[The nine incarnations of the Immaculate Buddha that have not yet been refined were once born from the impure thoughts of Shakyamuni. Once mastered, they are extremely easy to lose control of.]

"If I directly exchange it for Spirit Vision, can it help the Immaculate Ghost Buddha eliminate hidden dangers?"

"I think it's worth a try."

"It's just a hidden danger, but also an opportunity for the Immaculate Ghost Buddha. Let's leave it for now."

Yang He closed his eyes and waited. Half a month later, the Wanhua Heavenly Dao Field returned to calm. Its area increased from five thousand zhang to seven thousand zhang, and the Buddha Sea formed by the twenty-four heavens on the outside became turbulent.

[Vulgar things: ghosts give birth to ghosts]

[Related story: "Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation" - Do you wish to consume 10 points of Spirit Vision to enter the story world?]

"determine."

Yang He noticed that the Imperial Ghost Immortal and the Three Corpse Daoist were already able to play the roles, and the possession by the immortals from the upper realm had helped to resolve the situation.

"Let you live a few more days and continue to play the role of the Immaculate Buddha."

.........

Twenty or thirty figures disappeared into Leiyin Temple, all looking extremely terrified.

The boundless black water surged and churned, seemingly pregnant with the end of all things in the world. Even a Great Immortal would not dare to touch a single drop of the black water.

Su Daji witnessed with her own eyes that the lower body of a wandering immortal was immersed in black water.

"Help...help me!!"

The immortal wailed in despair, but nothing he did helped. He watched helplessly as his legs dissolved and disappeared bit by bit.

The skin peels off first, revealing bright red muscle fibers, then the muscles begin to rot and ooze pus, and finally the bones turn black and decay.

All the actions of the rogue cultivators were in vain; even their souls could not leave their bodies.

Before long, it became an integral part of the Blackwater.

"I can't die in the Sanqing's Daoist temple, or the sages will find out. I... I must leave the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation alive, I must."

Su Daji trembled all over. The rogue cultivator was like an ordinary person in the face of the black water. The immense fear seemed to bring back some memories.

Why did she descend to the mortal realm? Why was she so determined to become a deity?
Immortality?
No. High rank and high authority?

Not right either.

A single word suddenly popped into Su Daji's mind.

high.

Only through the Investiture of the Gods can one ascend to the heights of the Thirty-Six Heavens.

She didn't know why, but she felt that the higher the level, the safer it was. However, she was just a Daoist disciple of the Supreme Emperor Huang Zengtian, and she shouldn't have access to the secrets of the Thirty-Six Heavens.

The immortals entered Leiyin Temple without any obstruction. The two Western Saints not only did not stop them, but even intended for them to go to the area around the Bodhi tree to meditate.

Su Daji sought out a secluded, abandoned temple to stay in, and dared not show herself.

She had only possessed Shen Gongbao's body for a few days when she discovered something strange: all the immortals loathed her. If it weren't for some reason of fear, they would have attacked her long ago.

At the same time, the body of a ghost immortal is somewhat difficult to control.

How could a second-generation disciple of the Chan Sect willingly become a ghost immortal? This is completely different from the Shen Gongbao lineage that we know, as if they were two completely different people.

Su Daji sensed something was wrong and repeatedly tried to maintain her physical body.

At this moment.

Footsteps approached from afar outside the temple.

Su Daji breathed heavily, looking at the figure as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Fellow Daoist, I've come to borrow a bit of Ghost Immortal blood from you, you..."

Lu Ya Daoist's expression changed, and he stopped walking in front of the temple. "So it wasn't Yang He. Where did these wandering ghosts get the guts?"

Su Daji felt that Yang He's name sounded familiar; she had heard the other immortals talk about it.

She noticed that Lu Ya Dao Ren looked at her as if she were a dead man, and he didn't think that possessing this body was possible.

"Ah."

Lu Ya Daoist turned and left, his figure swallowed up by the heavy rain.

Su Daji muttered the name Yang He, completely baffled by Lu Ya Daoist's attitude.

She possessed the body very thoroughly, and even altered the structure of the flesh and bones through yin energy, imprinting the aura of the body and soul on every drop of blood.

Su Daji was afraid that the sage would notice, but she didn't think the sage could bring Shen Gongbao back to life. The die was cast, and no amount of means would work.

"Yang He".

"Others have indeed mentioned that Yang He seems to be a disciple of the Three Pure Ones and possesses the divine power of Laozi, One Qi Transforms into the Three Pure Ones."

"One Qi transforms into Three Pure Ones, which means there are three incarnations."

Su Daji recalled her experience at Lutai, and realized that Yang He was clearly the Corpse Daoist, and it seemed that he later refined Shen Gongbao into an external avatar.

She looked uneasy; Yang He's background was simply too powerful.

A disciple accepted by the Three Pure Ones at the same time?
"What is his other incarnation? Will he come to reclaim the Ghost Immortal incarnation? Why is Daoist Lu Ya so certain that I am dead and my Dao has vanished?"

Su Daji looked at the Bodhi tree, perhaps only by turning to Buddhism could she have a glimmer of hope.

Yang He has already become a disciple of the Three Pure Ones, so he can't possibly involve the Two Sages of the West as well.

Just as Su Daji was about to set off, Leiyin Temple was bathed in Buddhist light, and its ever-shrinking area came to a standstill, with golden light shining out.

She belatedly looked down and saw that there were blood vessel roots spreading on the ground.

"Spiritual roots?"

Su Daji's face turned pale. What came into view was that a second spiritual root was rising from the ground next to the Bodhi tree, and its scale was no less impressive.

The words "Ten Thousand Transformations Heaven" appeared in his mind, and his ghostly immortal body cheered with joy.

Within the five-colored egg that forms the source, two Buddhas are faintly visible, one being Shakyamuni and the other being the Immaculate Buddha.

Su Daji recognized at a glance that the Immaculate Ghost Buddha was Yang He's third incarnation.

This person is the master of the Three Pure Ones, the Two Saints, and Nuwa.

(End of this chapter)