Immortality starts from the liver proficiency

Chapter 527 Cultivating it means you have an affinity with Buddhism
"Well, getting half of Senior Brother Chu Chengnan's wealth and resources is enough to make this trip worthwhile. At least, it's far more valuable than those paltry sums."

He secretly calculated the reward for protecting Chu Chengnan that Chu had promised before he attained enlightenment.

The vast majority of the wealth of a Grand Master who has achieved Foundation Establishment and accumulated five lifetimes is absolutely incalculable.

The profits from Hanya Pass are negligible compared to this.

This was his biggest practical gain from the trip.

Moreover, you can learn two secret techniques when you go back.

Simply perfect.

Thinking of this, Xu Yunfan turned his gaze back to the direction where Chu Chengnan had disappeared, his eyes becoming even more profound.

The line between a chess piece and a sacrificed piece is very thin.

And that so-called "most of his wealth" was nothing more than a "pacification" and "advance payment" to Xu Yunfan, a pawn who still had some value, with the tacit approval of Qingyuan Zhenjun.

All of this perfectly matched Chu Chengnan's parting words.

Don't trust others, only trust your own strength!
Just as Xu Yunfan was about to leave, a thought struck him, and his vision shifted back to the Eastern Wilderness, connecting with the gaze of his clone, Wukong.

Leading the group was none other than Sanzang, who had a shiny bald head, wore a tattered monk's hat, and was dressed in a worn-out robe. Despite looking extremely disheveled and carrying a huge bag, he still tried his best to maintain a solemn demeanor.

He was still accompanied by Wukong, Wujing, and Wuneng.

The group remained silent and continued walking.

The aftershocks of the great battle between the Eastern Wilderness True Lords also impacted this unfortunate journey to the West. Even now, Wuneng still occasionally utters slightly frightened mutters.

After the commotion in front of Zhenyuan Temple, they then followed the established "Ritual for Guiding the King of Freedom to Reach the Fruition of Buddhahood" of the Pure Land of Bodhimanda and headed deeper into the Eastern Wilderness.

This journey requires great wisdom, perseverance, and courage.

Only with Wukong as an intermediary could he obtain the favor of a high-ranking position.

At this moment, they were planning to quietly leave this dangerous and treacherous place and embark on their uncertain journey westward once again.

Xu Yunfan only glanced at it briefly before shifting his gaze away from his clone, Wukong.

Regardless of any schemes or plots within the Buddhist community, the turbulent waters of this Journey to the West situation are far beyond the reach of a Foundation Establishment cultivator like Chu Chengnan, who has suffered a crushing defeat.

They have their own True Lords of the Yuanshi Sect or Bodhisattvas of the Pure Land of Bodhi and Chan to weigh and plan.

The only thing he needed to do at that moment was to leave this place as soon as possible, digest the vast resources left by Chu Chengnan, and think about how to find a chance to survive and grow stronger in the intricate and increasingly treacherous web of the sect.

The clones of Wukong and Han Shi will definitely be of great use!
After the cause and effect were severed by the Pure Yang Patriarch's sword, Xu Yunfan was certain that unless the Dao Lord himself came, these two clones would be the foundation for his future pursuit of gold and the Dao.

It's about time to pull Han Shi out of the Divine Martial Realm. With his talent, it's a sure thing that he'll directly join the Wancheng Sword Sect.

A gentle breeze ruffled Xu Yunfan's robes, bringing him back to his senses.

He took a deep breath, and the intense energy of destruction and rebirth, still lingering innate pure and turbid qi, pierced his lungs. In an instant, it was refined and tempered by the Divine Firmament True Scripture, transforming into pure magical power flowing within his body.

He didn't linger any longer; there was no better time than now, and he didn't want to wait three more days at Hanya Pass.

Having chosen a direction, he transformed into a streak of light, carrying with it the aura of the Eight Sceneries and subtle flashes of divine lightning. Leaving the ground a few feet above the ground, he sped away silently towards the direction of returning to the Yuanshi Sect's mountain gate, far from Hanya Pass.

Several days later, at the True Martial Peak of the Primordial Sect.

As the place of inheritance for the Zhenwu Subduing Demon lineage that he himself established, Zhenwu Peak still maintains the solemn and majestic atmosphere that Xu Yunfan originally envisioned.

A massive basalt sculpture stands before the mountain gate, exhaling a boundless aquatic spiritual energy.

Nestled among towering peaks, a dark palace is built against the mountainside, its halls and pavilions scattered about. However, when Xu Yunfan set foot on this long-unseen main peak, his feelings were completely different from those of the past.

Although there are many people on the peak, under the management of Bi Yuan and others, Zhenwu Peak has been thriving in recent years. However, with his change of cultivation to the Divine Firmament Nine Heavens Profound Sky Undying True Scripture, Zhenwu Peak seems to have become somewhat depressed.

The disciples hurried along, and shouts could be heard from the disciples practicing the True Martial Subduing Demons Scripture's inherited combat techniques in the training ground.

However, Xu Yunfan's keen senses detected an unusual decline.

With his divine sense spreading out, he quickly gleaned the clues from the disciples' conversation.

He has now switched to cultivating the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture, and this scripture is now controlled by the Pure Land of Bodhi. Although the Divine Martial Realm is still in the hands of the Primordial Sect, anyone who cultivates to a certain level may be burdened with Buddhist affinity and be poached by the Pure Land of Bodhi through various means.

Then comes the complete service of conversion, brainwashing, and escaping into a monastery.

Damn, that's absolutely shameless.

Xu Yunfan cursed inwardly. It was obvious that the Pure Land of Bodhi and the Primordial Sect were pulling each other in opposite directions, and the Divine Martial Dao Fruit nurtured by the Lesser Heaven of the Divine Martial Realm had no way to be proven.

The Pure Land of Bodhi is for the ritual of receiving the Buddha of the Free King. After gaining the favor of the Buddha, and seeing that the Divine Martial Realm is tightly controlled by the Yuanshi Sect, it can only be transformed into the Fighting Tathagata Sutra for Wukong to cultivate.

The Yuanshi sect truly did not want to see the benefits of Bodhi, Chan, and Pure Land Buddhism.

The interruption of lineage and the uncertainty of the future of this practice are like an invisible dark cloud hanging over the hearts of every diligent disciple.

Reaching a certain level of spiritual cultivation means having a connection with the Buddha.

It's just off the mark.

No matter how hard they try, the True Martial Subduing Demon Scripture is a dead end, a path from which there is no further cultivation or progress.

Their efforts are more about maintaining a futile inertia amidst fear.

Xu Yunfan's arrival was quiet and unannounced; he did not immediately go to see Bi Yuan and the others.

These people were still in seclusion, practicing diligently, so he didn't disturb them too much.

After all, it would be quite difficult for the other party to start over after losing all his cultivation, given his age. He needed to figure out how to improve the situation.

He went straight back to his relatively secluded cave halfway up the peak.

The cave's restrictions were triggered, and soon, three figures rushed over from different directions.

The leader, with a resolute face and dressed in a black outfit, exuded a calm and composed aura. He was none other than Wu Yan, an inner disciple recruited by Bi Yuan to handle affairs on the peak.

Following closely behind was the honest-looking but transformed young man. His face still carried a hint of naivety, but his steps were steady, and his physique and blood were extremely vigorous. He was none other than Chen Tiezhu, who had mastered the "Mighty Bull Demon Fist" to its deepest level, as taught by Bi Yuan.

A pure body-refining cultivator.

The last person was a tall, thin cultivator with a yin aura and shifty eyes, like a shadow.

"Peak Master! You're back!"

Upon seeing that Xu Yunfan was unharmed, Wu Yan's eyes flashed with a mixture of relief and awe, and he immediately bowed respectfully.

Chen Tiezhu's gaze was equally intense, filled with undisguised admiration, as he awkwardly bowed.

The effeminate cultivator also bowed, but his gaze was lowered, and he dared not look directly at Xu Yunfan.

Xu Yunfan glanced at the three of them indifferently, his gaze lingering briefly on Chen Tiezhu. He was fairly satisfied with Chen's progress over this period.

He went into the inner chamber of the cave and sat down in the main seat.

(End of this chapter)