In the future, Earth becomes a relic of the mythical era.

Chapter 77 The Emperor Emerges with Tremor, Soul-Stealing Buddhist Chant, Thousand-Hand Guanyin

Dai Yang said, "This is the Nanyang County Annals. Take a look."

Everyone held their breath and stared intently, but after a long while, they could only look at each other in bewilderment.

"This...this is completely useless."

"How are we supposed to guess?"

The county annals only recorded that the Taoist priest passed by and subdued the snake demon on the spur of the moment, and then uttered three inexplicable words: "The Emperor Emerges from Zhen."

Everyone knows that these three words contain the method to deal with the snake demon's supernatural powers, but no one knows what they mean.

Dai Yang said, "Elder Fan, the professors of ancient classics from Seven Star Academy, and our environmental protection bureau's researchers have all studied it and consulted with scholars in the realm. They have concluded that these three characters come from an ancient scripture."

"It should be pointing to a certain direction; perhaps something left behind by a Taoist priest is hidden here."

"However, this scripture is too ancient, and it has not been passed down in the Federation."

"Even within the Realm World, its influence is quite limited. This Realm World is neither small nor large, consisting of only two cities, and its ideology is somewhat extreme, with numerous powerful clans and extremely strict barriers to knowledge."

"We are lucky that we were able to find out the source of this classic text because we are not from any family clan or scholar who specializes in studying it."

"Therefore, our task is to find this scripture. If we can obtain more texts, we might be able to deduce its exact location and find what the Taoist left behind."

Everyone was overjoyed; it was good to have a direction.

Cui Pu, who was also present, couldn't help but ask, "What is this ancient scripture called?"

Dai Yang said, "The Ten Wings."

Tsk.

I've never even heard of it before. Even if I did, it would be like searching for a needle in a haystack.

For a moment, these bigwigs and important figures in Leizhou all frowned.

At this moment, Cui Pu's mind was racing.

He was well-versed in divination and had some understanding of these words; they were most likely a hexagram position used to point to a certain direction.

With only three words, he had no way of guessing.

While he was racking his brains, the image of the boy surnamed Xie that his grandson Cui Hong had mentioned to him suddenly flashed through his mind.

According to Cui Hong, the first pot of gold they earned in the domain was from Xie Xiaozi selling an ancient scripture.

From his conversation with the bookstore owner, and later when dealing with the level 10 vengeful ghost, he was able to deduce the ghost's obsession from just a few lines of chanting.

All of this is enough to prove that he has a profound understanding of ancient classics and is exceptionally knowledgeable.

Those who have some knowledge of ancient classics and history are already rare in the Federation.

Those with such profound expertise are extremely rare.

I don't know where a child from a poor neighborhood got all this knowledge.

However, this was not what he wanted to investigate. The person who could calculate the "Flying Dragon in the Sky" hexagram from him was extraordinary.

Extraordinary people naturally have extraordinary ways of doing things, and there's no need to force an investigation.

He was thinking, maybe...maybe he knows?

Cui Pu was also startled by his own thought.

How could a child possibly solve something that even so many professors and scholars from Qixing Academy and the Environmental Protection Bureau couldn't crack?

"Mr. Cui, do you have some ideas?"

Dai Yang keenly noticed his unusual behavior.

Cui Pu hesitated for a moment, and although he thought it was impossible, he still said it: "Director Dai, didn't your department recently produce a very remarkable young man?"

"I've heard that this child not only has extraordinary talent in cultivation, but also has a great understanding of ancient scriptures. Why don't we let the young man give it a try?"

After hearing this, Dai Yang's expression turned strange, showing both wariness and reluctance.

"Oh, Old Cui, you're joking. What could a child possibly understand? You're praising him to the point of ruin!"

As he was speaking, an elderly man curiously approached from the other side of his seat:

"Director Dai, what young man? Is Old Cui talking about the one who came in second on this year's competition list? I heard he's a newcomer to the Environmental Protection Bureau. What? He actually knows ancient classics and history?"

Dai Yang cursed Cui Pu for his big mouth in his heart, but kept a straight face and denied it three times: "No, it's not true, it's impossible!"

"He's just a kid. I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me, but he only got into the bureau by pulling strings and getting in through back channels! How could he possibly have that kind of ability?"

The old man looked doubtful: "Really? How could someone with no skill be second on the leaderboard?"

Dai Yang said, "You guys don't know, this kid is lucky, he's climbed up to a few big shots, and Old Master Cui is one of them, you can ask him!"

"This kid just got a good deal; the credit actually goes to Old Master Cui and his gang."

This old man is a professor at Seven Star Academy named Wen Yifu. He is also a bigwig in the Department of Ancient Classics and the only master of classical studies in Leizhou.

Of the top three on the leaderboard, only Xie Lingxin is not a student of Seven Star Academy.

Recently, Seven Star Academy has been urging him to have Xie Lingxin come to the school to register as soon as possible so that they can arrange her enrollment.

Dai Yang didn't want to pay any attention to him and made up all sorts of excuses to avoid it.

What kind of school should I attend?

What you old codger couldn't decipher, that kid deciphered.

What can you teach people?
Besides, they're all from my Environmental Protection Bureau, why would they come to school?
Even if you graduated from Qixing Academy, you might not be able to get a job at my Environmental Protection Bureau!
Fault!

Cui Pu: "..."

I'll spit all over your face.

If Cui Hong hadn't already told him everything, he would have actually believed Dai Yang's confident demeanor.

Wen Yifu knew that Dai Yang was always cunning and didn't trust him at all. After a moment's thought, he said, "Since Old Cui has said so, let him give it a try. We should give young people a chance. It doesn't matter if he can't do it. Just consider it as coming to learn."

"Director Dai, you wouldn't even take away the opportunity for young people to advance, would you?"

Dai Yang: "..."

I hate it.

These old bastards are so cunning!

I don't!
Just as he was about to grit his teeth and get through it, Old Fan looked over and said, "Young Dai, it wouldn't hurt to let the young man give it a try."

Dai Yang was speechless. He could refuse others, but he couldn't do anything about this person's words.

"Since Elder Fan has already said that, what can I say? I'll find an opportunity to talk to him later, but everyone shouldn't get their hopes up."

"It's just a child. It's rare for Professor Wen to care so much about the progress of the younger generation. Of course, I have no reason to refuse."

The others then inquired about what they had been talking about.

Hearing that it was a teenager, even if he was second on the leaderboard, no one paid any attention.

For the younger generation, the leaderboard is naturally very valuable.

But for them, it's just an encouragement for young people to strive, nothing special.

Seeing the indifferent expressions on everyone's faces, Dai Yang secretly sneered inwardly.

If it weren't for this treasure, you would still be racking your brains over where to find a Domain Realm, instead of sitting here so leisurely discussing this.
Hmph, you'd better all look down on us. My Environmental Protection Bureau has enough treasures for itself!
……

Guanyin Temple.

Somewhere in the corner.

"I heard that the son you discarded like trash has become a member of this domain trial, while the one you cherish doesn't even have the qualifications to go in."

"It seems that not only is your vision poor, but your cultivation is also lacking."

A voice, tinged with amusement, suddenly rang out from somewhere.

Qu Yuzhen's face was pale.

In Buddhism, there is the Bodhicitta, which is the mind of altruism that transforms negative karma into the path.

The White Lotus Karma Transformation Method she practiced was exactly the opposite: using one's own heart to transform good karma for one's own use.

The lotus seed that transforms karma can silently burn away a person's good karma and blessings, turning them into one's own.

The community uses this great method to accumulate merit, make offerings to the Buddha, and receive the Buddha's supreme blessings, naturally gaining boundless spiritual power. This is far superior to the arduous practice of those foolish people.

Others thought she had already "given up" on her eldest son, but that wasn't actually the case.

Back then, she planted the seed of transformation in her "eldest son".

It is because this eldest son is honest, kind-hearted, and has accumulated good karma and blessings.

In contrast, the younger son, though clever and quick-witted, was impulsive and prone to committing evil deeds.

She never "gave up" on any of them; each one was the greatest merit she made in her offerings to the Buddha.

Originally, her eldest son's life trajectory should have been as she had arranged: his good deeds gradually diminished, and his blessings disappeared.

To put it kindly, he will inevitably live a life of poverty and hardship, never able to turn his life around.

To put it bluntly, one will be burdened by evil deeds, suffer the consequences, and not die a peaceful death.

Even when consumed by the lotus seed, the mind cannot bear it, the spirit collapses, the soul dissipates, and one dies silently.

But now, things are not going as she planned. Instead of her eldest son becoming increasingly unlucky, he is experiencing a stroke of good fortune and things are getting better and better.

Qu Yuzhen felt a mixture of doubt, anger, and a growing sense of fear that she was losing control.

Her anger turned to shame, and she said to someone who was alone, "I risked coming here to see you, not to listen to this nonsense."

The soft chuckle said, "Heh... Alright, what do you want?"

"I need the coordinates of the domain."

"You went through so much trouble to choose this backer, and what? Chen Yuntao can't even find the coordinates of a Domain Realm expert?"

"Hmph, don't blame me for not warning you. If I lose his trust this time, it won't be so easy for you to operate in Leizhou in the future. If it affects my Buddha's descent into the world, you won't get away with it either."

"We can have the coordinates, but what can you, or he, offer in exchange?"

Qu Yuzhen asked resentfully, "What do you want?"

She knew the other party must have ulterior motives.

"I want that Nine Mountain King."

"Furthermore, there is a mountain god in the realm, and I need the Chen family's full assistance in capturing this mountain god."

Qu Yuzhen was startled and guessed the other party's purpose.

She knew this person possessed a supernatural power called "Soul-Stealing Brahma Sound," which could enslave legendary beings and make them work for him.

There are also ways to pollute the material world and briefly summon it from the realm.

This person, relying on this supernatural power, enslaved many ghosts and monsters and abducted countless "patrons," making him the most "meritorious" person in the community.

"You actually want to enslave the gods?!"

All she knew was that this person could enslave demons and monsters. She had already heard of the Nine Mountain King, a legendary level 28 being in the realm, comparable to a titled powerhouse, so it was not surprising that she coveted him.

But who would have thought that they would even dare to enslave the gods.

He couldn't help but sneer, "Aren't you afraid of stuffing yourself to death?"

"Hehe, don't worry about that."

"Work with me, help me with all your might, and I'll tell you the coordinates."

"I only care about the results. Whether you succeed or not is entirely up to you. I'm only giving you three days."

"Don't blame me for not warning you, the collapse of this domain has intensified. We can't wait for Leizhou to make it public. It can only be opened two or three more times at most before it can't hold on any longer."

After saying that, the voice fell silent and never rang out again.

Qu Yuzhen's expression shifted, her mood unpredictable.

……

Xie Lingxin arrived at Guanyin Temple.

He looked up.

Built against the mountainside, a tall base of bricks and stones was erected, like a huge Buddhist niche, supporting a majestic temple with vermilion walls and golden tiles.

After climbing hundreds of stone steps, you finally arrive at the temple entrance.

The temple is quite large, but only the main hall in the center is open to worshippers.

Although ancient myths still circulate within the Federation, the faith itself has long since vanished.

There weren't many worshippers or believers in the hall.

Xie Lingxin learned from some information she found online that these people might not necessarily be worshipping Guanyin.

Rather, it is the reputation left by the compassionate salvation of eminent monks throughout the ages at Guanyin Temple.

Upon entering the hall, one is greeted by the aroma of incense and a unique fragrance that lingers in the air, bringing peace and tranquility.

In the very center stands a Guanyin statue that is over three zhang tall.

He holds a vase in one hand and makes a mudra with the other.

The statue is extremely ancient and covered in dust, a testament to the passage of time.

It gave Xie Lingxin a vague sense of familiarity.

Like the statues of Lei Zu and Xuanyuan.

Is this the legendary ancient treasure, the Guanyin statue?
Out of curiosity, upon closer inspection, I discovered that there were many broken or missing pieces on both sides of the Guanyin statue, scattered vertically, numbering in the hundreds or thousands.

Xie Lingxin quickly figured out the reason.

It's actually the Thousand-Hand Guanyin?
Perhaps due to the passage of time, the thousand arms and hands of this Guanyin statue have been broken and damaged, leaving only two hands.

I couldn't help but sigh.

Under the Buddhist canopy nearby, a monk sat with incense prepared for worshippers.

I went over and asked for three sticks, which were actually free.

Focus your mind and offer incense in worship.

After all, he was Guanyin. Although he didn't believe in Buddhism, the culture of his ancestors was ingrained in his bones.

They are not worshipping Buddha, but something left behind by their ancestors.

After bowing three times, I stood up and saw the Guanyin statue again, and was immediately startled.

The ancient, grime-covered Guanyin statue before me suddenly shone with brilliance.

From head to toe, it looked as if it had been re-gilded.

The severed hands on both sides are being restored one by one.

In an instant, a thousand hands and arms appeared, each holding a Buddhist treasure, gleaming with golden light, their forms solemn and dignified.

……

-

During the Zhengshi era of the Wei dynasty, demons caused chaos in Daheishan Mountain.

Suddenly, dark clouds, like dragons, appeared, covering a hundred miles. Those who entered all went mad, vomited blood, and died, their internal organs turning to dust.

At the time, the Jin dynasty had just been established and the people's lives were somewhat at ease. This demon appeared in broad daylight and devoured thousands of villagers, leaving behind mountains of bones.

Born from the chaos and turmoil of the world, this snake demon calls itself the "King of Nine Mountains." It can summon wind and rain, shatter mountains and split the earth, and possesses the power to seize souls and devour the universe within its belly. Those who are in its presence are doomed.

The Taoist priest traveled through the area, wearing a hemp turban and straw sandals, with a blue bamboo slip hidden in his sleeve.

Hearing of the demonic calamity, he took his peach wood sword and went alone to the deep mountains.

In an instant, the mountain collapsed like thunder, blood rained down, and the faint sounds of dragons and snakes howling could be heard. Light pierced through the clouds, and the snake demon's scales and armor were torn off, disappearing into the mountain's belly.

The Taoist priest appeared gracefully and said that he had subdued the snake demon Jiazi, but Jiazi reappeared.

The county magistrate asked the Taoist priest for a method to prepare for future generations, and the priest replied, "The Emperor emerges from Zhen."

The magistrate understood his meaning, was overjoyed, and bowed in gratitude.

—From the "Strange Tales" section of the "Nanyang County Gazetteer"

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