The God of Heavens

Chapter 147 Spiritual World
The Yao Guang Holy Land acted swiftly and decisively, and within ten days, it selected a group of virtuous and talented individuals with iron wills from among the many Dao Palace Realm disciples.

"You are going forth bearing the heavy responsibility of passing on the Daoist lineage." Lin Yu stood with his hands behind his back, his gaze sweeping across the disciples below the platform like lightning. "You must guide the world with compassion, and never bully the weak. If you encounter any thorny issues, immediately send a message back to the mountain; do not delay."

The disciples stood solemnly, their eyes gleaming, and answered in unison, "We will obey the Holy Son's decree!"

In the vast Eastern Wilderness, numerous secular dynasties stand, and hundreds of millions of living beings thrive, yet most remain ignorant and have never touched the path of cultivation.

Today, disciples of the Yao Guang Holy Land are scattered across the world like stars, and Yao Guang Taoist academies with green bricks and gray tiles are springing up in various cities. In front of the academies, white jade steps are paved, ancient trees reach for the sky on both sides, and spiritual mist swirls around, making it seem like a fairyland on earth.

However, Lin Yu's desires went far beyond that.

"In the secular world, the essence of heaven and earth is thin; without supernatural powers, it is ultimately difficult to cultivate a pure land."

He stood at the highest point of the sacred land of Yaoguang, looking down upon the human world, his eyes gleaming with divine light, as if they could pierce through mountains and rivers.

"Pass down the order: disciples of all Daoist academies, begin transforming the earth's veins immediately!"

Upon receiving the order, the disciples of Yaoguang Temple unleashed their supernatural powers, employing the sacred "Dragon-Nourishing Technique" to regulate the earth's veins.

They walked beneath the city walls, using their divine power to connect the earth's veins, guiding the scattered vital energy back to its source like a woven net. Each dragon vein was reorganized, the turbid energy purified, and the spiritual energy made even purer.

"The earth's veins are like dragons; they should be nourished with the dragon's energy!"

In the center of each Taoist temple, a statue of Lin Yu is placed at the eye of the formation, its base engraved with intricate primordial patterns that connect it to the earth's veins. The incense and prayers of believers are not only absorbed by the statue, but also seep into the earth's veins along the patterns, transforming into nourishment for the spiritual veins.

Gradually, the earth's veins began to transform.

The originally thin essence became richer, flowing like a gentle stream beneath the city walls. Near the dwellings of ordinary people, the vegetation grew ever more lush, birds and beasts became more intelligent, and even ordinary people could feel a pure and ethereal energy surrounding them, their illnesses gradually subsided, and their bodies became stronger.

Three months later, the first city to be completely transformed—"Qinglan City"—underwent astonishing changes.

Above the Yaoguang Taoist Temple in the center of the city, spiritual energy gathered into clouds, sometimes transforming into the shape of a dragon, sometimes condensing into the shadow of a phoenix, displaying a variety of strange phenomena. When the people of the city got up early, they found that the well water was as sweet as a spiritual spring, and drinking it could relieve fatigue; when the children played, they could occasionally see a faint spiritual light emanating from the ground, like fireflies.

What's even more astonishing is that some ordinary people with mediocre talents have gradually embarked on the path of cultivation after being bathed in the spiritual energy of the earth's veins for a long time!

"This...this is simply a miracle!" The City Lord of Qinglan knelt before the Taoist temple, trembling with excitement.

The disciple of Yaoguang smiled calmly and said, "This is a blessing bestowed by the Holy Son; you should be grateful and offer sincere worship."

Upon hearing this, the people of the city knelt down and worshipped Lin Yu's statue. Incense offerings and prayers surged forth like a tide, flowing along the earth's veins and eventually converging into the Netherworld Net of the Yao Guang Holy Land.

With the completion of the Taoist temple, the spread of the Tao gradually progressed smoothly. Countless ordinary beings, guided by the disciples of Yaoguang, were able to glimpse the path to the Great Tao. These newcomers to the Tao burned incense and prayed before the statue of Lin Yu every day, their devout hearts transforming into wisps of incense that traveled across mountains and rivers, eventually converging into a sea.

One day, Lin Yu was meditating in his quiet room. Suddenly, a vast surge of willpower burst forth from the sky, like an inverted celestial river, and poured into his body.

"Buzz——"

The hellish plane trembled violently, and countless golden points of light rained down. These essences, condensed from the thoughts of all living beings, were refined and purified by the eternal and mysterious flames as soon as they entered the hellish furnace, gradually transforming into the most primordial life essence, nourishing Lin Yu's physical body and primordial spirit like a precious elixir.

Under the influence of this force, Lin Yu's entire body radiated a dazzling golden light, as if a god had descended to earth. His bones emitted a clear and resonant sound, like the grand tolling of a great bell echoing through the heavens; deep within his soul, in the primordial chaos, countless profound Daoist texts flowed endlessly, expounding the ultimate principles of heaven and earth.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Yu slowly opened his eyes, and two beams of divine light shot out, piercing through the void. He stood up, his body radiating Daoist energy, and every gesture exuded an aura of supreme authority. Lin Yu sat cross-legged deep within the Chaos Cave Heaven, his body surrounded by golden power of faith, like countless strands of divine light intertwining and constantly evolving in his palm. With each attempt, he used his supreme power to construct the prototype of his spiritual world—mountains and rivers, the sun, moon, stars, and the laws of order all manifested within it, appearing as real as reality.

However, whenever this spiritual world is about to take shape, it will tremble violently and then collapse.

"Failed again."

Lin Yu's gaze was deep as he stared thoughtfully at the dissipating golden light in his palm.

He did gain something. Each breakdown gave him a deeper understanding of the nature of the spiritual world.

"The Void God Realm of the Immortal Ancient Era was constructed by the joint efforts of Immortal Kings, opened with supreme power, and maintained by the collective will of all living beings. The Nine Heavens and Ten Earths of today no longer possess such conditions."

The Immortal King fell and transformed into an elixir of immortality; the Void God Realm collapsed and became ruins.

It is virtually impossible for one person to replicate the Realm of the Gods.

but--

"The Bodhisattva realm in the Western Desert is a living example!"

A glint flashed in Lin Yu's eyes, his thoughts churning.

The Bodhisattva Realm, though not as vast and boundless as the Realm of the Illusory Gods, operates stably, covering the Western Desert region. It does not rely on the power of a Celestial King, but is based on the spiritual power left behind by the Great Emperor Amitabha Buddha, and further accumulated by countless Buddhist believers over generations, ultimately forming a spiritual realm.

"If I can understand the construction method of the Bodhisattva realm, I might be able to forge a new path!"

Yellow sand swirls, the world is vast and desolate.

Lin Yu trudged through the endless sea of ​​sand, his steps uneven, the scorching wind whipping up the sand and gravel. As far as the eye could see, only undulating sand dunes stretched to the horizon, like a frozen golden raging wave.

This place is known in the cultivation world as a barren and desolate land—the Western Desert.

However, deep within this seemingly desolate desert lies a vibrant life.

In ancient times, the Great Emperor Amitabha Buddha made a grand vow to reverse the course of creation through the power of faith. He walked across the desert, lotus flowers blooming with every step, and enlightened the barren land with supreme Buddhist teachings. Ten thousand years later, an oasis truly emerged from the depths of the desert, dried-up springs gushed forth again, and the dead land was rejuvenated.

“Wow—”

When Lin Yu crossed the last sand dune, the sight before him made him gasp for breath.

The vast, shimmering Wuliang Golden Lake reflects the snow-capped mountains, while the Bodhisattva Plateau is bathed in Buddhist light. From the majestic Ancient Buddha Mountain, faint chants can be heard. Sand and snow, desolation and prosperity, have achieved an incredible reconciliation here.

"You've come a long way, benefactor, it must have been tiring."

An old, barefoot monk had appeared beside him at some point, the prayer beads in his hand gleaming with a warm light.

(End of this chapter)