Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 427 Intertwined Qi, Those Who Compete for the Dao

Master Baiyue's expression became unusually solemn: "A Daoist title is not a trivial matter; it is the beginning of seeking longevity. In the past, there was a master in the Holy Sect whose three hundred years of arduous cultivation were destroyed because his Daoist title clashed with his destiny."

He kindly reminded him, "Junior brother, your Daoist name is related to your future path in the Dao. It is given by fate in the dark, so you must be careful."

Xu Yunfan naturally understood what the other party meant: one's Daoist title should not be too grand or too small.

Too big and it won't be able to support you; too small and you won't be able to climb up; a compromise is necessary.

Xu Yunfan pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Let's call him Zhenwu."

As soon as Xu Yunfan finished speaking, a huge storm suddenly erupted within the Purple Mansion.

The divine martial arts foundation condensed within his body suddenly trembled.

He clearly sensed a golden chain spanning the heavens and earth descending from the void, now wrapping around his Dao foundation as if it were a living thing.

Grass!
Even with Xu Yunfan's composure, his expression couldn't help but change slightly at this moment.

I really didn't expect that the title Zhenwu would carry such a heavy karmic burden. If I had known, I would have chosen Shenwu instead.

As Master Baiyue watched Xu Yunfan's ever-changing expression, just as he was about to speak, the communication talisman in his sleeve suddenly ignited. His expression changed slightly: "True Lord Qingyuan has summoned me for a meeting."

Before leaving in a hurry, he turned back and said, "By the way, the Heavenly Dao of the Divine Martial Realm rejects Foundation Establishment cultivators. If you want to go down to the lower realm, you might as well try the 'Turtle Breathing and Concealing Divine Technique' in the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture."

Xu Yunfan narrowed his eyes slightly, watching the departing figure of Master Baiyue as he transformed into a beam of light.

How did this guy know I wanted to go to the Divine Martial Realm?

Seemingly realizing that his words had caused a misunderstanding, Master Baiyue dispersed his escape light and turned back to smile, saying, "Junior brother, don't take it to heart. I have read the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture, but it is too difficult to enter the Dao through martial arts, and the karmic ties are too heavy. It has been favored by many True Lords, and it has a very important relationship with the Divine Martial Realm. If you want to cultivate a cave heaven in the future, it is naturally most suitable to choose the Divine Martial Realm."

To attain the Golden Core Dao, a Foundation Establishment cultivator must use their own Dao foundation as a furnace to forge a blessed land.

Once the grotto-heaven is perfected, it can be used to transcend the constraints of the mortal world and use this foundation of immortality to inquire about longevity. Only when the grotto-heaven and the foundation of the Dao are perfectly integrated can one capture the innate golden nature that has escaped the world and forge the indestructible golden elixir of the Dao.

This is also explained in the True Martial Subduing Demons Scripture.

However, such celestial realms are hard to find, and the nature of metal is even more mysterious and enigmatic.

If it were that easy, the entire Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm would probably be overflowing with True Monarchs by now.

Xu Yunfan raised an eyebrow and cupped his hands, saying, "Thank you for the reminder, Senior Brother."

Master Baiyue waved his hand.

"Let's go."

As soon as Bai Yue's figure disappeared, Xu Yunfan immediately formed a hand seal and activated the Xuanwu Dharma Form.

He used his divine sense to look inward and discovered an extra causal connection energy deep within his Purple Mansion.

Xu Yunfan's grip on the sword suddenly tightened, and the resonance from the Zhenwu Sword sent a jolt through his heart.

The tortoise shell pattern on the sword and the image of the Black Tortoise echoed each other, revealing a strange and powerful aura that seemed to intertwine in the darkness.

Besides him, there were others in this world who had forged a foundation for divine martial arts and had also entered the Foundation Establishment stage.

"What a magnificent view of the Hundred Mountains!"

Xu Yunfan sneered, but couldn't offer any further comment.

To survive in the Yuanshi Sect, or even to gain the favor of the True Lord, one naturally needs to demonstrate one's own value; otherwise, how could one possibly be rewarded with such a magical treasure?

This is clearly a scheme to kill someone with a borrowed knife. The cause and effect involved must be the struggle for that position by the Divine Warrior.

This is a struggle over the Dao! Xu Yunfan's eyelids drooped slightly.

After a while, he finally looked up and gazed westward.

That place is the Pure Land of Bodhi and Zen.
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Bodhi Pure Land, Zhenwu Temple.

Amidst the resounding chime of the golden bell, the Demon-Subduing Arhat suddenly opened his eyes.

The gilded lotus platform beneath him silently cracked with three fine lines, and the seven-jeweled glass cup offered before the Buddha shattered without wind.

"My altar, my exorcism altar, has been shaken..."

The Arhat's expression changed, and he could no longer maintain his pure Buddha-heart. He suddenly stood up, veins bulging on his forehead, and flew into a rage.

"Someone has successfully established their foundation in the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture!"

As the energy flowed together, he subconsciously looked toward the direction from which the energy had been activated, where a thick, causal line, so strong it made his eyes twitch, was heavily draped over him.

"The Demon Child of the Primordial Sect"

The Arhat who Subdues Demons, a burly monk with the Dharma name "Breaking Barriers," crushed the prayer beads in his hand. His bare chest and exposed breasts revealed his extremely robust physique, resembling a small mountain. His muscles and bones were piled up like rocks, creating a strong visual impact.

Pozhang's face was extremely gloomy. He had cultivated diligently for 270 years, experienced three lifetimes of reincarnation, and even went so far as to use the Vajra Subduing Demon Sutra to seek the true meaning of Zhenwu Subduing Demons. Only then, under the guidance of the Bodhisattva Miaodi, was this "Arhat Dharma Platform" forged.

They thought that the Divine Martial True Man had long since perished, and that he was now the only one in the world who had cultivated the True Martial Dao Foundation. Unexpectedly, the demons of the Yuan Demon Sect actually pushed out someone to fight him in the arena.

The sound of a novice monk's panicked footsteps came from outside the hall, but he was pushed back three zhang by the strong wind stirred up by the sudden magical power around him.

The Arhat Subduing Demons looked inward into his Purple Palace and saw the phantom of the tortoise and snake coiled on the Dharma Platform trembling violently, each scale cheering the growth of the True Martial Dharma Lineage.

"What a divine martial arts legacy! What a Yuanmo Sect! They actually still have this true scripture."

He laughed in anger, and blood gushed from the vajra mudra on his forehead.

Back then, in order to obtain this wisp of True Martial Essence, he personally reincarnated into the Divine Martial Realm, all for that wisp of golden essence that had no one to support it and was suspended in mid-air.

Now that a demonic cultivator who has just entered the Foundation Establishment stage has emerged, how can he not be furious?
Just as Pozhang was in a state of utter confusion and his murderous intent surged, the statue of the Bodhisattva Miaodi behind the shrine slowly looked down at Pozhang, whose muscles writhed like snakes below the hall.

The voice of the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Truth echoed in the hall: "Foolish child, now that you see cause and effect, why don't you face it directly?"

"May the Bodhisattva see this clearly!"

He suddenly knelt down, buried his head, and shouted, "That junior from the Yuanmo Sect is only relying on the support of the old demon Qingyuan! If we allow him to grow stronger, my Pure Land's 'Eight Heavenly Dragons Plan' will surely suffer a backlash!"

The illusory image of the Bodhisattva of Wonderful Truth lowered its eyes from the lotus platform and picked up a Udumbara flower with its fingertips: "Foolish child, do you remember what the Diamond Sutra says, 'One should abide nowhere and yet give rise to the mind'? You are attached to appearances."

"Back then, the Divine Warrior drank the blood of seventeen people, and this old monk delivered seventeen demonic bodies to the afterlife."

"One drink and one peck, could it be a predestined decision?"

The Bodhisattva gently stroked the flower shadows, "Back then, when Shenwu slew my Pure Land Arhat, this old monk used the Vajra Wisdom Sword to deliver his demonic body. The snake pattern coiled within the hilt of that sword is the Shurangama Mantra, which the Eight Heavenly Dragons recite day and night."

"The Eight Heavenly Dragons had been coiled within his True Martial Sword for a thousand years."

The Arhat who subdued demons trembled violently, and the Vajra mudra on his forehead shone brightly.

Seeing this, the Bodhisattva chuckled and flicked a Bodhi flower into his brow: "Having planted the seed of Bodhi, one will reap the fruit of Bodhi. True Warrior is one who takes refuge. Subduing Demons is one who subdues one's own mind."

The Bodhisattva continued, “Go, now that that demon has received the title ‘Zhenwu,’ he should know that these two words are called ‘taking refuge’ in Buddhism.”

Breaking through the barrier, he bowed his head and said, "Yes, Bodhisattva, you are wise. I will go right away!"

(Two more chapters to go, currently being written)
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