Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 521 The Path to Seeking Gold and Proving the Dao
Above the Cold Crow Pass, the vicious and cunning killing intent suddenly vanished.

This wondrous technique, when used, rendered the Great Awakening Bodhisattva's finger invisible, which is enough to show that Qingyuan Zhenjun's cultivation is a notch higher than that of the Great Awakening Bodhisattva.

On the Eastern Wilderness, the Great Awakening Bodhisattva's expression changed slightly, not expecting that True Monarch Qingyuan would strike first and stop his Flower-Picking Finger.

"Bald monk, bullying the weak with your strength, is this how the Pure Land of Bodhi teaches you?"

Qingyuan Zhenjun had a cold expression, and his body was surrounded by a pure aura of immortality, making him appear as if he were a banished immortal descending to earth.

He said calmly, "Bald monk, bullying the weak, is this how the Pure Land of Bodhi Zen teaches you? A mere contest for the Golden Core stage requires someone of your seniority to personally get involved and tear off the mask?!"

Facing Qingyuan Zhenjun, the slight change in expression on Dajue Bodhisattva's face caused by the obstruction vanished instantly, returning to the calm of an ancient well.

His opponent was stronger than him, but even the Great Enlightened Bodhisattva was not made of clay.

Killing a Golden Core True Monarch is not so easy.

He chanted Buddhist mantras, his voice loud and solemn, rumbling through the space.

"Amitabha! This fiend is the demon lord of the Yuan Demon Sect, harboring evil intentions. Now he wants to steal the Dao Fruit, and his demonic flames burn even brighter."

Slaying this scoundrel, cleansing the world, and restoring a bright and clear world to humanity is an act of upholding righteousness.

The claim of the strong bullying the weak is nothing but the devil's cunning and deceitful rhetoric! In slaying demons and eliminating evil, what distinction is there between superiors and inferiors?

His words were filled with righteous indignation, as if he were the embodiment of justice, and any means against the Yuanshi Sect were given unquestionable legitimacy.

"Hahahaha!"

Upon hearing this, Qingyuan Zhenjun was not angered at all. Instead, he laughed in exasperation, his laughter filled with undisguised sarcasm and contempt.

"A bright and clear world? The right path for humanity? Wonderful! Truly wonderful!"

He clapped his hands lightly.

"People say that my Yuanshi Sect is selfish and believes in the law of the jungle, that the strong prey on the weak."

Indeed, our sect prioritizes profit in its actions, seizing opportunities from heaven and earth for personal gain; our methods can be described as ruthless.

But at least we know what we're doing, whether it's the right path or the wrong one, it's all aboveboard, so we just accept it.

He changed his tone and said quietly, "But you bald monks of the Pure Land of Bodhi and Chan..."

Heh he ...

When it comes to crooked paths and evil ways, when it comes to the twisted and wicked nature of those filthy thoughts, in my opinion, your Pure Land of Bodhi is the undisputed leader.

The more solemn and dignified they appear on the surface, the more likely they are already possessed by demons without even realizing it. Our Yuanshi Sect regards your Pure Land of Bodhi and Chan as a demonic land. You are not trying to build a Buddhist kingdom on earth, but rather a demonic kingdom.

These incisive words directly point to the hypocritical nature of the Pure Land Buddhism tradition, exposing their naked plundering intentions under the guise of morality.

The expression on the face of the Great Awakening Bodhisattva was no longer calm and composed under the sharp and almost venomous mockery of the True Lord Qingyuan.

However, it showed no anger whatsoever, but rather a deeper, colder color, as if a Buddha statue had been stripped of its disguise, revealing its hard essence that was neither gold nor stone.

His face showed no change in shame or anger at being exposed; rather, a chilling coldness, enough to freeze one's very soul, was brewing within that emotionless calm.

"You devil, with your eloquent words and flattering manner, you have slandered the Buddha and blasphemed the saints; your crime is compounded!"

The voice of the Great Awakening Bodhisattva lost its previous grandeur and solemnity, becoming unusually flat and emotionless, yet containing a chilling pressure.

"Today I will send you to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss to atone for your sins!"

The bodhisattvas nearby were fighting to the death with several true lords of the Yuanshi Sect, so it wasn't appropriate for me to just chat here.

Before the words were finished, the Great Enlightenment Bodhisattva suddenly made his move.

He raised his withered hand and pressed it flat against the direction where True Monarch Qingyuan was located. Boom!
It was as if a silent thunderclap exploded at the level of rules.

The sky over the entire Eastern Wilderness battlefield suddenly darkened, and the wind and clouds were instantly kneaded and torn apart by an invisible force, causing the sky to explode and groan under the unbearable weight.

Centered on him, a terrifying aura that suppressed heaven and earth and made all things bow down swept outwards.

"Om! Mani! Padme! Hum!"

A magnificent chant resounded throughout the universe, as if thousands of Buddhas were speaking at once.

At the center of that turbulent celestial phenomenon, golden light shone brightly behind the Bodhisattva of Great Enlightenment, and a colossal phantom of a Buddha, towering between heaven and earth, suddenly appeared.

The Buddha's eyes were lowered, his face a mixture of compassion and majesty, and his endless Buddha light contained a terrifying power that could forcibly convert and erase self-awareness, pouring down like a celestial river overflowing its banks.

The phantom of the Buddha slowly raised his palm, chanting countless Buddhist sounds, carrying the supreme will to liberate all beings and lead them to take refuge.

"Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately!"

Faced with the terrifying Buddhist light and chanting that could distort will and forcibly wash away one's true self, the pure aura of the immortal palace around True Lord Qingyuan suddenly surged. The hazy immortal light condensed into a solid, tangible pillar of pure aura that reached the heavens and the earth, firmly protecting his surroundings and keeping the power of salvation that was eroding his mind firmly at bay.

Within the pillar of light, Qingyuan Zhenjun's face was as cold as ice that had stood for ten thousand years.

"This wicked monk, with his demonic tricks, dares to show off his meager skills before an expert?"

A furious roar was like a command from heaven and earth.

Without another word, Qingyuan Zhenjun unleashed his full magical power, stirring up the winds and clouds for thousands of miles. With a wave of his hand, he unleashed a peerless immortal light, condensed to its extreme, almost tearing through the void. Carrying the supreme will to purify all laws and stabilize the universe, it fiercely struck the Buddha's giant palm that blotted out the sky.

Meanwhile, above the Crow Pass.

Within the core of that colossal, dark yellow pillar that draws upon countless earth veins and whose turbid energy soars to the heavens.

Chu Chengnan seemed completely unaware of the dangers lurking outside; his aura was undergoing a terrifying transformation.

The dark yellow turbid light pillar surrounding him contracted and solidified, no longer in a gaseous state, but as if it had transformed into a liquid, flowing dark yellow glaze.

Behind him, a massive, indistinct yet imposing mountain phantom, radiating boundless weight and timeless grandeur, was rapidly coalescing.

The outline of the mountains gradually became clear, revealing that they were formed by superimposing countless miniature mountain phantoms.

It is the condensation of the will of the millions of mountains whose essence he had extracted from the earth's veins.

This was the prototype of his Dao Fruit, the "Immovable Mysterious Mountain" Dao Fruit.

Xu Yunfan, who was standing to the side, was completely relieved. Since the power at the Golden Core True Monarch level had been intercepted by the True Monarch of the Primordial Sect, he only needed to ensure that the sword light did not break free from the entanglement of the Eight Scenery Primordial Qi.

If other forces were to come, Xu Yunfan could only say that he was powerless to help.

He's not some extraordinary genius who can take on multiple opponents single-handedly.

Thus, he still had a considerable amount of free time to pay attention to Chu Chengnan's pursuit of gold and enlightenment.

"Can one truly attain the status of a True Lord...?"

Xu Yunfan couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

Having spent so many years in the Taihua Spirit Ruins Realm, he naturally knew that the last time someone attained the Dao as a True Monarch was a thousand years ago, when it was the Pure Yang Ancestor of the Wancheng Sword Sect.

In the period from then until now, there have indeed been many Great Immortals who have reached the Foundation Establishment stage and intend to seek the Golden Proof of the Dao, hoping to be favored by the Dao Fruit.

Unfortunately, without exception, they all failed.

(End of this chapter)