Cultivating Immortals in Two Worlds: From Qing Fu to Primordial Chaos

Chapter 518 Bitter Sea Spiritual Root: Bitter Bamboo

The white-robed youth was taken away by the powerful members of the Xuanwu clan in the blink of an eye.

Too little for humanity.

"To be honest, fellow Daoist, besides sending my protector to the Xuanwu clan for cultivation, I have another request to make today."

Meeting the slightly surprised gaze of Xuanwu Zhiming Divine Lord, Taiwei Daoist said.

"Fellow Daoist should know that our Xuanmen was founded not long ago. It was only because the acquired trend replaced the innate trend that the Xuanmen emerged in accordance with the trend of heaven and earth to educate all living beings!"

"Thanks to the unity of our three masters and the kindness of all our fellow practitioners, our Xuanmen has been able to establish itself firmly. However, the Xuanmen Taoist Court is still eager to seek out talented individuals!"

"Fellow Daoist Zhiming and the other three are all among the Four Primordial Saints. Our Xuanmen has long admired your great names. However, when the Xuanmen was newly established, it had not yet gained a firm foothold and we did not dare to hinder the cultivation of the four fellow Daoists. Now that our Xuanmen has gained a firm foothold, I have discussed with my three masters the intention of inviting Fellow Daoist Zhiming to be listed among the Four Great Saints of the Xuanmen, so that he may enjoy the incense offerings of the Xuanmen throughout the four seasons. I wonder what you think?"

Master Taiwei looked sincere.

The Four Great Venerables of Xuanmen are four special Dharma Protectors. In the Xuanmen Taoist Court, their status is the same as that of the eleven Venerables of Xuanmen, but they have no real power.

It can be considered as a title of honor or venerable status.

Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun glanced at him, slightly hesitant.

His hesitation was not because he had any attachment to the gods.

In fact, the gods never gave them any benefits.

Even when the God Emperor Taiyi and the Demon Emperor Dijun were in power, they still exploited the clans under the command of the Four Sacred Beasts.

However, if I agree to Taiwei Daoist's words now, I'm afraid I'll inevitably be bound to the Xuanmen's war chariot, and it will be difficult for me to have peace in the future.

But refusing would also seem inappropriate.

The power and influence of the Xuanmen sect have now been sensed by the four sacred beasts.

The Xuanmen sect has gone even further than the former Demon Court.

They have gradually monopolized the right to offer incense and sacrifices.

Back when Yao Ting was alive, he was unable to do this.

Monopolizing the right to offer incense and sacrifices means having the ability to confer titles upon immortals and gods, and even to restrict the divine way.

The implications of this should not be underestimated.

If the underworld did not have a certain level of control over the human world, how could it have achieved this?

Seeing that the Divine Lord Zhiming hesitated, Daoist Taiwei had an idea and pressed on while the iron was hot, saying again.

"Our Xuanmen intends to establish four Holy Venerables to protect our disciples. In fact, the Holy Venerables do not need to appear in their true forms. They can simply descend a little divine power in their spare time to respond to the disciples' requests for divine incantations. Of course, as a reward for descending divine power, our Xuanmen disciples must set up incense, offerings, and a master of ceremonies every time they set up an altar to perform a ritual, in order to show their piety!"

Upon hearing this, Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun replied.

"I appreciate Fellow Daoist Taiwei's kindness, but we four sages are stationed at the Four Extremes, and it is indeed difficult for us to leave the Four Extremes easily. If we only want to take a benefit without contributing, I cannot do such a thing!"

Taiwei Daoist understood his meaning and suddenly laughed.

"Fellow Daoist Zhiming need not worry. We are all clear about the roles of the four fellow Daoists. The addition of four fellow Daoists to the Xuanmen has already greatly enhanced its prestige!"

He paused slightly, then continued.

"Moreover, all we cultivators seek is the Great Dao. The three patriarchs established the Xuanmen not only to educate the world, but also to invite fellow practitioners to jointly explore the Primordial Dao Fruit. One person's plan is long-term, two people's plan is short-term. And we already have seven other shores in our Xuanmen, which is better than working alone in isolation!"

"For the sake of all living beings, the four of you have sacrificed most of your own cultivation, which has resulted in your cultivation progress being slow. In fact, you need a broader platform!"

There was a deeper meaning in his words.

The Daoist Taiwei vaguely knew the Daoist path of Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun. He originally followed the paths of ice and water, and then sublimated the Dao of movement and stillness from them.

Although the path of movement and stillness has no master, it is actually a branch of the path of immeasurable possibilities.

They are inherently restrained by their own nature.

Conversely, if the main body provides some guidance, Xuanwu Zhiming Divine Lord will soon be able to break through the barrier between the peak of the Creation Realm and the other shore.

Even if the other shore one achieves is weaker than the normal other shore, one is still a strong other shore, possessing the ability to be immortal and indestructible through countless eons.

This is also the reason why Taiwei Daoist believed he could persuade Xuanwu Zhiming Shenjun.

Zhiming Shenjun pondered for a moment. In fact, by this point, Taiwei Daoist had basically convinced him.

Not to mention that before Taiwei Daoist arrived here, he sent that Xuanwu clan member back to the Xuanwu clan.

He was naturally aware of this gesture of goodwill.

After a moment's hesitation, he said.

"We four sages have always acted together. I need to consult the other three fellow Daoists before I can give you an answer!"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Taiwei laughed.

"As it should be!"

……

The western continent, Mount Sumeru.

Mount Sumeru soars into the clouds, and its magnificence is no less than that of Mount Kunlun.

Mount Sumeru is also the ancestor and source of all the spiritual veins of the Western Continent.

Boundless light shines upon Mount Ling, and within that light, the sounds of Buddha and Zen chants resound endlessly.

But at that moment, a deafening roar suddenly came from the top of Mount Ling, shattering the peace on Mount Sumeru.

On the mountainside, the Taoist Zhunti, dressed in green, held the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand, but his face was somewhat cold and stern. He glanced at the large expanse of emerald green bamboo forest beside Mount Ling.

This is a small, extremely rare patch of bamboo, a spiritual root of heaven and earth, with six pure roots.

But the most valuable thing is the innate spiritual root, the bitter bamboo, in the center.

Now, this innate spiritual root, the bitter bamboo, has completely disappeared.

It was stolen.

Zhunti Daoist's face was gloomy. In this world, he was the only one who took other people's things, and no one had ever dared to steal his treasures.

Moreover, it is a precious treasure of Western religions, such as the bitter bamboo.

It is extremely special. Losing it is tantamount to losing more than half of the fortune of Buddhism.

How could this not make the Daoist Zhunti feel angry?

At this moment, beneath the Bodhi tree on the mountainside, a golden light condensed and took shape, manifesting as a phantom image of a Buddha, radiating boundless light.

The guide emerged from the radiance and witnessed this scene.

"Junior brother, are you injured?"

His gaze fell on the chest of the Daoist Zhunti, where a wisp of pure sword intent lingered, clinging to his wound like a venomous snake. Even though the Daoist Zhunti mobilized the Nirvana Buddha Light to continuously attack it, he could not conceal the blue radiance on his chest for a short time.

Zhunti Daoist came to his senses and nodded.

"That man's swordsmanship is extraordinary!"

The Guide Daoist came to stand before the Zhunti Daoist, glanced at him, and frowned.

"Indeed, he is no less than Fellow Daoist Shangqing!"

He raised one palm, and a tangible Buddhist light emerged from the depths of his palm. A layer of golden light enveloped the wound of the Daoist Zhunti. Under the golden light, the cyan sword light could not withstand it and disintegrated layer by layer, turning into nothingness in an instant.

After that sword energy dissipated, the annihilating Buddhist light surrounding Daoist Zhunti gradually became more complete, and a hint of anger appeared on his face.

"Senior brother, this bitter bamboo..."

The guide waved his hand and said.

"This is destiny. Since this treasure is not meant for us Buddhists, we should not force it!"

His face remained calm, without any change in expression.

Even a priceless treasure like bitter bamboo was stolen.

Upon hearing this, Zhunti Daoist took a deep breath, knowing the temperament of Jieyin Daoist.

This is to make him bear with it for now.

He also looked somewhat annoyed, never expecting to suffer such a great loss while on Mount Ling.

However, the Daoist Zhunti refused to give up. After a moment's thought, he suddenly spoke.

“Senior brother, this person is skilled in spatial and mental secret arts. He should be the space god from the ancient Heavenly Emperor’s Palace. Fellow Daoist Zhulong has always wanted to integrate the two great paths of time and space to perfect his own Dao fruit. This god has formed a karmic bond with our Buddhist sect, and we should share the karmic reward with him!”

His eyes were cold.

"I've heard that the Hidden Gods lineage has a very rich collection, and the disappearance of many spiritual roots and treasures in the world is related to this lineage!"

The guide stepped forward and stood before the emerald green bamboo forest, gazing at the large hole that had appeared in the center of the forest.

The loss of bitter bamboo has greatly diminished the charm of this bamboo grove, which is a great pity.

The guide stared at it for a moment, then nodded.

"Very well, since Junior Brother insists on this, I, as your elder brother, shall lend you a hand!"

Bitter bamboo is indeed extremely important to Buddhism.

On a cliff in the western continent.

A beam of azure light quietly emerged from the void, and a primordial bamboo, its entire body resembling yellow jade, appeared in Shenyin's hand.

He rubbed it slightly, a smile appearing on his face.

The innate spiritual bamboo exudes a unique bitter sea charm, as if boundless worldly energy is constantly converging towards it.

This is the most unique feature of this innate spiritual bamboo.

It was not born powerful, but gradually became one of the top three most powerful innate spiritual roots in the world by constantly absorbing and transforming the mortal energy of heaven and earth into its own essence.

"Truly a rare treasure!"

Even the immortal couldn't help but smile when he looked at this object.

This innate spiritual root is perfectly suited to the spiritual path he cultivates. If its essence could be extracted and integrated into the Divine Concealment Sword in his hand, it would surely enhance the power of this divine sword to an even higher level.

The sea of ​​suffering between heaven and earth is boundless.

The more abundant life becomes, the greater the sea of ​​suffering will be.

By integrating bitter bamboo into the divine sword, he essentially possessed a supreme treasure that could continuously grow and enhance his path to enlightenment.

Just then, he suddenly looked up at the sky, his smile slowly fading, and said something.

"It's really haunting!"

He looked somewhat troubled, and his figure vanished on the cliff in an instant.

In the instant his figure disappeared, a silver light wave seemed to sweep across the void, like a dragon appearing and disappearing without a trace, vast and magnificent.

A pair of heterochromatic eyes appeared in the radiance.

One eye was silver-gray, and the other was fiery red. After a slight blink, the eyes slowly disappeared.

However, the immense primordial spirit's will swept across boundless space and time like a vast ocean, yet it failed to capture even a trace of that unusual spatial phenomenon.

……

Within the Pure Land of Great Illumination in the Ten Directions.

The Great Celestial Venerable of Ten Directions of Light sat quietly on a crimson lotus platform of flames, sensing the magnificent primordial spirit will sweeping across the world. His expression was slightly thoughtful.

Zhulong seems to be searching for someone's whereabouts.

The Great Heavenly Venerable of Ten Directions Brightness had some guesses in his mind.

Just then, his expression suddenly shifted slightly, and he looked up into the void.

"What are you here for?"

Above the void, a black lotus appeared out of thin air, and a magnificent figure standing on the black lotus appeared on the lotus, chuckling.

"I've come across some good news. I wonder if you'd be interested?"

(End of this chapter)