Mythology

Chapter 431 New Permanent Character
The myriad-flower tree stands tall in the clouds, its roots reaching to the heavens and spreading for countless miles.

At the top of the tree crown are nine blooming flowers: the Ghost Three Flowers, the Corpse Three Flowers, and the Buddha Three Flowers. The branches and leaves are like glass carvings, reflecting the myriad beings in the mortal world who have received the inheritance of immortal bodies.

"Jin Chanzi".

"The cultivators of the Deep Realm are indeed replacing ghosts and gods one after another. The monk who witnessed the end of the Investiture of the Gods story is very likely the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi."

Yang He exhaled yin energy, his brows furrowed with murderous intent.

The barrier between Yin and Yang in the main world is weakening; otherwise, the deep-level Grand Masters wouldn't have been able to extend their reach into the mortal realm. If nothing unexpected happens, the subsequent tests will only become more and more frequent.

It has been half a year since the end of the Investiture of the Gods calamity.

Yang He has been in seclusion, mainly refining two supreme treasures. He has successfully mastered the Qiankun Ruler, but the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron is too badly damaged and can only be used with difficulty at present.

He then told Chen Qian to have the Fuyang Chamber of Commerce send people to visit various tribes on the grasslands.

"The method of making something out of something is obviously a lineage of Tantric Buddhism, and we must do everything we can to prevent it from spreading on the grasslands."

"That boy obtained my Nine Netherworld Ghost Body and had Chen Qian train with him for several years."

Yang He can only take precautions at the moment. Even a Great Luo Golden Immortal might not allow the Daoist temple to cover the Grand Master. Besides, those cultivators have plenty of ways to bypass it.

"To forge iron, one must be strong oneself. If I were a saint, I would go straight into the deepest hell."

"However...did the upheavals in the world caused by the Investiture of the Gods lead to differences in the cultivation system? Why does the fake Jin Chanzi seem so disdainful of cultivation grounds?"

Yang He squinted, tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and placed his thumb and middle finger on his brow.

The next step in the True Immortal Realm is the Great Luo Golden Immortal.

His mastery of the Daoist tradition stopped at the True Immortal realm, but he still knew how to cultivate. It was nothing more than circulating the five innate energies and ultimately returning them to their origin, merging them in his chest and the roots of the Myriad Transformations Tree.

Thinking of this, Yang He couldn't help but try to communicate with the five innate energies.

This was his first time cultivating since becoming an immortal, and the process was unexpectedly smooth. He easily sensed the existence of the five innate energies.

He made a swallowing motion, naturally drawing the five elements into his body.

However, at the very moment the five elements were being channeled into the crown of the head.

vomit! !

An indescribable stench suddenly filled my brain, like the putrid stench of a thousand-year-old corpse mixed with mold, a sour and pungent smell, followed by the burning smell of sulfur and a sticky, fishy stench, the smells forcibly mixed together.

Yang He interrupted his cultivation and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

He noticed with his divine sense that the roots of the Myriad Transformation Tree had begun to decay, and dense black spots had appeared on its surface, which were continuing to spread.

"damn it!"

Yang He reacted extremely quickly, and the black cat at his feet transformed into a five-colored divine light and swept across.

Swish.

The half-meter-long root snapped off instantly!

The roots landed in front of me, writhing wildly like living things, constantly dripping black water, emitting a smell exactly the same as the Five Elements.

Even more bizarrely, a distorted human face vaguely grew from the broken root, its lips opening and closing, silently roaring something.

Snapped.

The roots turned into pus.

Yang He stared at the Myriad Transformations Tree with unpredictable emotions; its broken roots were growing rapidly.

Logically speaking, as long as the Way of Heaven still exists, the Five Elements of Heaven should not have any problems.

Yang He had previously failed to visualize the Heavenly Dao in the main world, and only thought that the separation between Yin and Yang made it difficult for the mortal world to communicate with the Heavenly Dao. He never thought that the Heavenly Dao seemed to be experiencing some kind of irreversible loss of control.

"Doesn't everything in the world exist based on the principles of Heaven..."

He squinted. Damn it, where did all the things in the world come from in the main world?
Not all matter in the main world is transformed from ghosts and gods. From the sun, moon, and stars to grass, trees, and stones, everything is inextricably linked to ghosts and gods.

Simply put, the mortal realm three thousand years later is like a corpse.

wrong.

It's like a mass grave for the corpses of ghosts and gods, with mortals being the maggots on those corpses. "Therefore, the path to accommodating the five innate energies is blocked, and it's even very likely that the cultivation ground for spiritual roots has become a mistake."

Yang He snorted coldly, "We'll know the truth when we go on our journey to the West."

"Judging by the time, the plaque for the South Heavenly Gate should be complete soon. Once we have more than 50% of the deep-seated mundane objects, we will be able to sense the remaining fragments."

He entrusted the entire matter to Wang Lan. Apart from the havoc in the Heavenly Palace, the story of the Slanting Moon and Three Stars Cave would soon be complete. He didn't believe that any of the Heavenly Immortals or the Bodhi Patriarch could be reliable.

Putting aside the other stories from Journey to the West for now, the key is to find a master and learn skills.

Yang He brought up the panel, and the previously reserved permanent character slots had not yet been used.

[Should a permanent character, "Pure Glass Body," be created?]

[The permanent characters <Namo Immaculate Ancient Buddha> and <Pure Lapis Lazuli Body> are compatible and meet the fusion requirements. Would you like to spend 1000 points of Spirit Vision to fuse them?]

[Should a permanent character, "Flame Net Solemn Body," be created?]

[The permanent characters <Namo Immaculate Ancient Buddha> and <Flame Net Solemn Body> are compatible and meet the fusion requirements. Would you like to spend 1000 points of Spirit Vision to fuse them?]

.........

Compared to previous character fusions, the required points have doubled.

Yang Hehe didn't care. Before long, the Immaculate Buddha had nine additional characters, all of whom were similar to Buddha statues with different expressions.

"The difficulty of deep integration is probably comparable to the Havoc in Heaven. Even the Great Luo Golden Immortal would have to put it aside if it were to be combined into one.

Upon seeing the last remaining permanent role slot, Yang He immediately took out a lump of rotten flesh.

The reason why the permanent characters have been uncertain for so long is because of the last spot. Part of the reason for the six-month seclusion was to prepare for the character's development.

The rotten flesh was the remains left behind by Shakyamuni after he attained enlightenment.

After a long period of growth, the rotten flesh had developed a nose and eyes, but it was still indescribable, emitting groaning and squeaking sounds.

Yang He had fed himself a large amount of flesh and blood, and there was a faint connection between them.

Of course, instead of showing any affection, the rotten meat became even more greedy, and its first reaction upon seeing Yang He was to open its mouth.

Kaba Kaba.

"You're so cute and mischievous, you'll be following me from now on."

Yang He summoned the control panel again, and the rotten flesh froze on the spot.

[Should I generate a permanent character, the Chime Boy?]

"The boy who strikes the chime?"

In Yang He's memory, the chime stone was an instrument used when worshipping Buddha in temples. The status of the boy who played the chime stone was even lower than that of a novice monk, and he was not considered an inner disciple.

"It's at least the remains of Shakyamuni Buddha, surely it can't be that bad?"

He hesitated for a few moments, considering he had options for a permanent role, and then looked at the three-legged cauldron in the dojo. "With a little refining, it shouldn't be a big problem."

Sensing the malice, the three-legged cauldron scurried away on its short legs.

"Fine, let's just use the remains of Shakyamuni Buddha."

Yang He simply couldn't believe that Shakyamuni would be created as a trash character; it was just that the character was destined to be related to Buddhism and somewhat overlapped with Immaculate Buddha.

"determine."

"Why not just merge into the Immaculate Buddha? Anyway, I have so much debt I don't have to worry about."

[Child who strikes the chime: Legend has it that you were the chime-striking attendant under the Buddha, but you escaped from the Pure Land while the Buddha was attending the Yuanshi Tianzun Dharma Assembly, and called yourself Yang He, the master of the Lesser Western Heaven.]

"King Yellow-Eyebrows?"

"Wait a minute, isn't the Yellow-Eyebrowed King the bell-ringing attendant of Maitreya Buddha?"

"In this way, it's not a case of overlapping roles; to be precise, the Yellow-Eyebrowed King is..."

"Demon!!!"

(End of this chapter)