The God of Heavens

Chapter 268 The Buddha's Robe That Only Recognizes Fists

The stone chamber was silent. Lin Yu gazed at the ethereal Buddha robe, exuding ancient charm. Its sleeves were wide, its belt long, its lapel broad, and its waist exuding grandeur. As the robe fluttered in the wind, a sense of enlightenment began to form in his heart.

The Past Amitabha Sutra is indeed a bridge to communication with the kasaya, but to truly gain the recognition of this ancient treasure, it needs to pass a deeper test.

One hundred and twenty-nine thousand six hundred years, a new beginning, a renewal of all things, even a master of the Yang God realm cannot transcend this limit.

Only by transcending the vast universe and the single-dimensional number can one achieve true freedom and liberation.

This robe has long been imbued with spirit, developing its own independent will and pursuits. It yearns only for the untouched other shore, and will follow whoever can lead it there.

With a slight thought, Lin Yu conjured up three illusory images of Buddhas behind him: eternally unmoved in the past, now possessing the power to control the universe, and destined for endless change in the future. A phantom of a Creation Ship floated among the three Buddhas, radiating a profound and mysterious Daoist aura that transcended the other shore.

Instantly, the sutra-covered robe floated into the air, about to fly towards Lin Yu's body.

"Shariputra, it is neither produced nor destroyed, neither defiled nor pure, neither increasing nor decreasing. It encompasses suffering, its origin, its cessation, the path, emptiness, and form."

Lin Yu glanced at the robe and saw several scriptures on it, which were incredibly profound and connected with the Amitabha Sutra of the Past, the Tathagata Sutra of the Present, and the Unborn Sutra of the Future. The profound meaning in them was awe-inspiring.

"This is the other shore path of the ancient holy emperor Yuan, the path of Maha Vajra Prajna Paramita!"

The supreme robe trembled violently, and a streak of light flashed past, flying towards Lin Yu's body before attaching itself to him.

In the blink of an eye, his clothes had changed, now exuding an ancient and classic air of solemnity.

The long sleeves flowed gracefully, and the sash fluttered, all in luxurious ancient colors, resembling gold but not quite, with a hint of dark purple.

Upon closer inspection, the warp and weft patterns are layered and profound, revealing endless mysteries the more one examines them.

However, the scriptures on the robe had disappeared, as if they had been hidden away.

Lin Yu knew perfectly well that this cassock was a stingy miser. Although it was currently attracted to him, it was only temporarily following him and had not truly submitted.

It's like a shrewd businessman; today it may follow the path to the other shore, but tomorrow it may follow someone else.

To gain all advantages without paying any price, solely for the sake of transcending to the other shore, detached from all worldly affairs—this is the spiritual nature of the "Buddha's Robe."

Only true power, the power to erase its spirituality, can truly subdue this robe.

He possesses virtue but lacks domineering power, so even divine artifacts disdain him!
Only by employing both "benevolent rule" and "tyrannical rule," combining kindness and severity, and balancing firmness and gentleness, can one truly win over a divine artifact and make it willingly acknowledge its master.

However, for the time being, no one is more proficient in the path to the other shore than him, so the Buddha's robe can still be used to some extent.

The immediate priority is to refine the Dragon Soul of Mount Taishi and integrate it into his Future Lifeless Scripture.

Lin Yu entered the Primordial Heavenly Gate. Everywhere there was a clear light, like ripples on water, forming a barrier to the world. The space was a hundred miles in size, all of which came from the spatial elemental power fused in the Qiankun Bag.

The treasures of the Great Zen Temple are stored in several warehouses in the corners of the world, while the Dragon Soul of Mount Taishi is in the center of the world, sealed by the Light and Dark Mandala Barrier.

"You can't suppress me for long! The strength of six tribulations is beyond your imagination. If it weren't for those monks from the Great Zen Temple tampering with my birth, how could I, this dragon, have been captured by you?"

Upon seeing Lin Yu enter, the Dragon Soul of Taishi Mountain spoke in an unusually chilling voice.

The voice emitted an extremely powerful wave, sounding like a human, a mountain, a ghost, and a god!
Lin Yu ignored him. With a thought, countless ideas flew out, sparkling and luminous, each the size of a bull's head. They arranged themselves within the Primordial Heavenly Gate, transforming into a divine furnace that reached the heavens and the earth.

raging!

The celestial fire ignited, illuminating the entire space as if it were daytime, and the chaotic crystal that sealed the dragon soul of Mount Taishi flew straight into the Hell Furnace.

Boom!

The entire furnace trembled incessantly, and the Celestial Fire surged violently, its buzzing sound echoing throughout the space. The Dragon Soul of Tai Shi Mountain's expression changed instantly, and a strong sense of foreboding welled up in his heart.

"Ah! What kind of divine fire is this? It can even ignite my dragon soul?!"

The roar of the Tai Shi Mountain Dragon Soul suddenly turned into a scream, "I am the embodiment of the essence of Tai Shi Mountain, and I am naturally many times stronger than you humans!"

Its dragon shadow writhed wildly within the crystal, and its once-solid soul began to show signs of dissolving. For the first time, terror appeared in its enormous dragon eyes.

rumble!

Lin Yu ignored him and continued to urge the Heavenly Pure Fire, causing the Hell Furnace to tremble violently and operate more and more intensely.

In an instant, the dragon soul of Mount Taishi changed into a tall and slender young man wearing a garment that shimmered with earth-yellow scales all over his body, resembling fish scale armor.

"So this is what your dragon souls look like after they take human form." Lin Yu increased the pressure.

The entire Hellforge began to operate at an incomprehensible speed.

The young man suddenly opened his mouth, and a long chant burst forth, causing the entire Light and Dark Mandala Great Barrier to tremble violently.

"Eight Divine Kings! True Dragon Probes with Claws!"

A ferocious dragon claw tore through the void, its sharp claws gleaming with a chilling light, its imposing aura as heavy as a mountain.

"Heh, little Dao'er!" Lin Yu chuckled coldly, his thoughts shifting again.

In an instant, the Celestial Fire erupted like oil being poured into a raging fire, its flames shooting skyward, almost touching the very top of the world. The Hell Furnace expanded wildly, almost encompassing the entire space of the Primordial Heavenly Gate.

With a muffled thud, the roar of the Tai Shi Mountain Dragon Soul completely dissipated into the sea of ​​fire.

It took ten full days and nights of burning for the Hell Furnace to completely refine all the memories of the Tai Shi Mountain Dragon Soul.

A divine energy, as solid as refined gold and as vast as an abyss, like the essence of a mountain and the soul of a dragon, seeped out from the furnace.

Lin Yu formed hand seals, released his soul, and a great Buddha from the past appeared out of thin air.

In the past, the Buddha raised his hand and grasped the divine energy and radiance refined from the dragon soul of Mount Taishi in his palm.

In an instant, divine energy surged violently, eventually condensing behind the Buddha's head and transforming into a radiant halo.

"Good, good, good. This incarnation of the Doumu Xuanling True God, formed from the essence of innate spirit, is more than ten times stronger than the weaker incarnations formed by other methods."

Lin Yu was overjoyed. Such divine soul power of an avatar was no match for even a true ghost immortal who had undergone five tribulations!
The Doumu Xuanling True God incarnation in the "Future Unborn Sutra" consists of nine forms. Only by cultivating these nine incarnations and integrating them into one's soul can one achieve the Great Buddha, the Immortal Primordial Spirit, and the Vacuum Great Handprint, thus attaining great success.

Currently, Lin Yu only has one halo and needs to find eight other gods to devour. If he proceeds step by step, spreading his faith and condensing his avatar, it's unknown how much time it will take.

Fortunately, when he obtained the "Future No-Birth Scripture," he had already devised a plan: to seize the avatars of other cultivators who practiced the No-Birth Scripture and make them his own.

……

Nanzhou, Shuiyang Province.

As the top of the seven provinces in the south, it is backed by the 300-mile-long Taichang Lake, with developed shipping, abundant resources, plentiful fish and rice, numerous merchants, and countless silk and porcelain products, making it a veritable major tax-paying province.

One hundred and eighty li away in Shuiyang Province, there stands a grand Qingyang Manor.

This manor belongs to a wealthy landowner named Li Qingyang, who is over forty years old. As a scholar who passed the imperial examination, he is not only well-versed in literature but also skilled in martial arts, making him a well-known gentry in Shuiyang Province.

But no one knew that this large manor was secretly one of the strongholds of the Vacuum Sect, where Crown Prince Yang Yun amassed wealth, bribed officials, and expanded his influence in the court and beyond.

As night fell, Qingyang Manor was heavily guarded, with numerous hidden sentries and guards stationed in various secret locations, all manned by skilled fighters.

On the top of the mountain behind, in the upper level of a quiet pavilion, a black-bearded Taoist priest was diligently cultivating.

He took out a white jade box from his pocket, and when he opened it, nine sticks of incense, each about the thickness of a finger and three inches long, were neatly arranged inside.

The Taoist priest lit the incense, and the rising smoke was a pale blue color, as ethereal as the morning mist in the valley.

This is the "Soul-Suppressing Incense".

For ordinary people, a mere sniff is enough to instantly refresh their mind and dispel all distracting thoughts; but in the eyes of those who cultivate the Tao, it is an unparalleled elixir and treasure for cultivating the soul.

This incense was originally a secret medicine of the Great Zen Temple, which was meticulously refined over countless years by generations of eminent monks who were proficient in medicine and Taoism.

The black-bearded Taoist lit three incense sticks, and as he breathed in and out, faint, rainbow-like light began to fall around him.

The rainbow light swirled around him, gradually coalescing into a ribbon of starlight, eventually growing larger and larger, surging like waves, the dazzling rainbow light surging like a tide.

The black-bearded Taoist's soul underwent a transformation and began to grow stronger. Suddenly, seven halos lit up one after another above his head, instantly suppressing his soul.

Within the halo, countless subtle sounds could be faintly heard; upon closer listening, they were the prayers of countless believers.

His soul left his body, solidified into a tangible form, and faintly revealed the appearance of a ghost immortal. However, under the suppression of the rainbow light, he was clearly inferior to a true ghost immortal.

"Another failure." The black-bearded Taoist's face was gloomy, his eyes flashing with unwillingness.
"Although this 'Future Unborn Sutra' can condense the Doumu Mysterious Spirit Dharma Body, it will interfere with the soul."

I've heard that the true Sutra of No Birth can be practiced through faith and vows, and that it will not only not disturb the soul, but will actually strengthen it. I wonder when I will be able to find the true sutra and break through the barrier of life and death.

"Oh, it's hard to say if you want to break through to the Ghost Immortal realm. Just hand over your Doumu Xuanling Dharma Body to me."

A tremendous sound suddenly descended from the sky, causing the entire pavilion to shake violently and an egg-shaped barrier to appear.

A magnificent golden Buddha statue appeared out of thin air, illuminating the entire pavilion as if it were a pure Buddhist land.

"Who goes there?!" the black-bearded Taoist shouted sharply, and seven dazzling halos instantly rose around his body.

Each halo of light was imbued with profound scriptures, and the chanting caused spiderweb-like cracks to appear in the surrounding space.

The Buddha image that Lin Yu had transformed into was majestic and solemn. He lightly pinched a golden lotus with his fingertips: "Your strength is not bad. You have already reached the seventh level of the Vacuum Great Handprint, but you are no match for me. Submit, or die. Choose!"

"Who exactly are you? If you want me to submit, defeat me first."

Before the words were finished, a golden hand suddenly flew out from the seven-layered light wheel, with a swastika symbol spinning in its palm, forming a mysterious hand seal.

As the hand flew out, the thumb and index finger touched, appearing not perfectly round, while the other three fingers stretched out in an arc.

Once the hand seal was formed, the mysteries of heaven and earth were revealed, and an inexplicable power burst forth from the Vacuum Great Hand Seal.

(End of this chapter)