All Heavens Travel Together: Starting from the Great Xuanhuang World

Chapter 28 I Cultivate Immortality in the Yang God Realm

The Great Qian Dynasty, Taikang Province, Dachan Temple.

In the vast, ancient temple, a heavy snowfall swept in, turning the entire temple white.

The morning snow had not yet dissipated, but a group of lay disciples had already begun riding horses and lighting incense.

The grand halls, layer upon layer, are filled with countless iron incense burners. The smoke from burning incense fills the sky, making it seem as if the grandeur and prosperity of the Great Zen Temple has only just begun!
This year marked the fortieth anniversary of the founding of the Great Qian Dynasty. At this time, the number one expert in the world was still Meng Shenji of the Supreme Dao.

"The Buddha said that all sentient beings fear weapons and sticks. Put yourself in their shoes, do not kill or teach them to do the same..."

In a small room in the martial monks' quarters of the Great Zen Temple.

A young novice monk dressed in white was diligently studying Buddhist scriptures. He had a handsome face and wore a white patchwork robe. Behind him, a solemn-faced martial monk held a precept strip in his hand and suddenly slammed it on the table with a loud bang.

"In the Dhammapada, the Buddha once saved a snake, but the snake bit him instead. Yang Li, why do you think that is?"

Amidst the heavy snowfall, the resounding chanting of Buddhist scriptures abruptly ceased.

"Amitabha."

Yang Li slowly stood up, a half-smile on his face, and said, "That's because the World Honored One made a great vow, wishing that all sentient beings in the world would eventually reach the other shore, and that everyone would be like a dragon. When he becomes an honored one, there will be no sorrow or suffering for the people of the world..."

"In the eyes of the World-Honored One, there is no difference between snakes and birds! If you can't even see through this, what kind of monk are you?"

After saying this, Yang Li got up, closed the Buddhist scripture, and was about to go out to light incense.

"Outrageous! When did the World Honored One ever say such a thing! Yang Li, as a prince, you harbor treacherous intentions, sneaking into the Scripture Pavilion to steal the Martial Scripture. Your crime is unforgivable!"
The monk grabbed Yang Li, his face contorted with disgust, and said, "Originally, as a prince, you could be forgiven for any serious mistake you made, but you have altered the words of the World Honored One, and you cannot escape the death penalty. Even the emperor cannot save you!"

"Who told you no one said it? There are three Buddhas: the Buddha of the past, the Buddha of the present, and the Buddha of the future. Your Buddha is the Buddha of the past, so he didn't say it, but I am the Buddha of the future, so of course I said it."

Yang Li effortlessly blocked the monk's attack, then grabbed the monk's neck with his other hand. With a slight movement of his body, a trace of magical power was revealed!

boom!
It was as if a blazing sun had suddenly risen over the courtyard, sweeping away the chill of midwinter.

The magical power of the Mystic Realm is incredibly high. If it were released without any concealment, the entire Great Zen Temple would be drenched in blood, and the ancient temple would be destroyed in an instant.

"Yang Li, you...you are a reincarnation of a ghost immortal!"

The monk looked at Yang Li with a look of horror, and immediately knew that something bad was going to happen. However, the next moment his flesh and bones dissolved and turned into a wisp of blood energy, which merged into Yang Li's body.

"A mere martial arts grandmaster dares to point fingers and disrespect a prince. It seems that the destruction of the Great Zen Temple is to be expected."

Yang Li stretched his limbs. Through the transformation by the Golden Finger, the Gate of Supernatural Powers was refined from false to real, directly making him the first pioneer in this world to cultivate the method of immortality.

I cultivate immortality in the Yang God realm!
At this moment, the Great Qian Dynasty had just seized power and was far from being able to subdue the Great Zen Temple.

This is not the Hongyi era, that domineering dynasty that wiped out the Great Zen Temple and banned the cultivation of Taoist arts, so Yang Li still has endless opportunities!

“Monk Yinyue, the present-day Tathagata Sutra is my next target. As for the future No-Birth Sutra… I’ll leave it for now.”

Yang Li's eyes flickered slightly.

Even if he gained supernatural powers from the world of immortality, he was in no hurry to provoke this monk known as the "Fighting Monk".

However, he did not intend to wait until ten years later when the whole world besieged the Great Zen Temple, as that would be far too long!

"As far as I know, the Great Zen Temple houses many orphans of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and it also hoards gold, silver, jewels, and countless grains of rice and flour. Since Buddhist temples don't pay taxes, it's a potential threat to the dynasty..."

"Perfect timing! My cheap father, Emperor Qian, should also be secretly cultivating the Dao at this time, which has angered Meng Shenji. It's only right that I should fight for the emperor's position!" Yang Li changed into a cloak, and with a wave of his magic, his black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. He stepped on the snow, walking step by step through the air.

……

The heavy snow has stopped, but the weather remains gloomy.

As the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty, Yujing City was not affected by the weather. People still flocked to the city, and it was extremely prosperous!
"Crench!"

Yang Li walked alone on the street, gazing into the distance.

The Great Qian Imperial Palace had massive inner city walls, troop cavalry guards, a moat, and wide white jade and gold stone bridges.

It must be admitted that even the ancient Dachan Temple, with its magnificent buildings, is small compared to the imperial palace.

The journey from Dachan Temple to Yujing City is over 3,000 li, but it's worth it for him to come all this way just to see a good show.

As the hub of the world, the Great Qian Imperial Palace was filled with experts and ghost immortals. Yang Li did not intend to go in, but instead found an inn in Yujing City that was close to the palace and went in to wait.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he could practice the "Past Amitabha Sutra". Before the sharing, his cultivation level was only that of a warrior, and his soul was very weak.

Now that it is shared, the soul immediately becomes indestructible, equivalent to a ghost immortal who has undergone four tribulations of lightning, which is extremely terrifying.

When he first pulled out a piece of gold paper from the martial arts manual, he thought it was nothing special. But now that his spirit has grown stronger, he looks at it again and immediately feels that the sun and moon are high in the sky and the Buddha is majestic.

"That's what I hear!"

……

Within the Great Qian Imperial City, thirty-six palaces are scattered like stars, guarding the largest palace in the center!
At this moment, a middle-aged man dressed in a dragon robe sat on the throne. He looked seven or eight parts like Yang Li, but his face was extremely cold.

The man with such magnanimity was none other than the third emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty.

Inside the palace, dozens of powerful ghost immortals stood motionless, their faces solemn, surrounding the area.

After tonight, I'm afraid this emperor will live in constant fear!
Because his Taoist arts had reached the level of possessing a ghost immortal's body, he naturally angered Meng Shenji, the number one expert in the world!

Emperor Qian's face was grim. He was furious that the ruler of a country was being threatened across thousands of miles!
But when I think of Emperor Taizong of the Great Qian Dynasty, who was assassinated by this man and died suddenly because he practiced Taoist arts, I never thought that he would die soon too!

"Father! My grandfather died at the hands of this man. I, Yang Pan, am willing to take your place and let Meng Shenji kill me, but please do not harm my father!"

Beneath the imperial steps, a handsome man was filled with grief and indignation, wishing he could devour Meng Shenji's flesh and blood!
"Pan'er..."

Emperor Qian sighed: "Prepare to ascend the throne tomorrow. What I have done is not enough to accomplish what even Emperor Taizong could not do... Remember this grudge and pass it on to future emperors!"

Emperor Qian sighed inwardly. This Supreme Dao Master had already undergone seven tribulations of lightning! He was at the same level as the philosophers of the Middle Ages, a creator!
"Please rest assured, Father, I have fully repaired the Ark of Creation. Moreover, Hong Xuanji and I have laid a trap. If this person dares to come, we will risk our lives to destroy him!"

The current Crown Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty is gritting his teeth; he has clearly prepared for everything!
The Supreme Daoist sect monitored imperial power and assassinated the emperor; no dynasty could tolerate such a humiliating disgrace!
……

"Phew! The Amitabha Sutra of the past was truly wondrous. I had never heard of its five attack methods before, yet I mastered them with ease. I wonder how my cultivation is progressing in the world of immortality."

In the inn, as soon as Yang Li opened his eyes, a supreme Buddhist light flashed behind his head. He looked up at the sky, as if he had glimpsed the world of eternal life and his own actions.

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