Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Wu Tian turned to look at the monk, his smile unchanged, but his tone held a hint of amusement: "If you can really shatter this pillar..."

His gaze swept across the entire room, and he spoke, word by word:

"From now on, the Lu family will follow this person's lead!"

"hiss--"

A collective gasp filled the room.

By blindly following the leader's lead, one is practically handing over the entire Lu family and the entire Wuling County to others!

This is a huge bet!
Upon hearing this, the monks of Longxiang Temple burst into laughter.

The fat monk clapped his hands and laughed loudly:
"Patriarch Lu is truly magnanimous! However, such attention-seeking is likely to backfire and cause him to shoot himself in the foot!"

A tall, thin monk beside him chimed in:
"Our Dragon Elephant Temple cultivates the Dragon Elephant Divine Power and possesses the strength of the Dragon Elephant, making us famous throughout the world. Patriarch Lu's arrogance shows he doesn't know his own limitations."

Another middle-aged monk laughed and said:
"The chief has already cultivated the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Relic, which is equivalent to the third level of the Taoist Primordial Spirit Realm. He has long reached the realm of holding up the sky in his palm and carrying mountains on his shoulders. He can easily pull up a mere golden pillar."

“Indeed, indeed. After all, Patriarch Lu is a newly ascended Nascent Soul cultivator, and his knowledge is limited, which is understandable. Today, let us teach him what it means to be outmatched and to be in a world beyond our understanding.”

The monks of Longxiang Temple spoke one after another, their tone contemptuous and their expressions arrogant, clearly not taking Wu Tian seriously at all.

Zen Master Dawei Jinlong sat upright on his seat, holding prayer beads in his hand, his eyes half-closed, a faint smile on his lips, and did not stop his disciples from discussing.

It was as if they had tacitly agreed with their statement.

He even waved his hand dismissively, saying in a loud voice:
“My disciples, how dare you be so rude!”

"After all, Patriarch Lu is a newly ascended Nascent Soul cultivator, and his limited knowledge is understandable. Let's teach him a lesson today. Our Dragon Elephant Temple is a Buddhist sect, compassionate and merciful, and we will not embarrass him too much."

"If it were those barbarians from the Northwest Demon God Sect, they would probably smash this golden pillar to pieces and enslave the Lu family for eternity."

His words, though seemingly words of advice, were actually more cutting than the disciples' mockery.

The disciples of Longxiang Temple echoed in agreement:

"Your Excellency is kind and benevolent; I have been waiting to learn from you."

"Patriarch Lu, why don't you quickly thank the Chief for his mercy?"

"Hahaha……"

Lady Zhurong, hearing these harsh words, her phoenix eyes flashing with cold light, secretly transmitted her voice to Wu Tian:
"Are you confident? The Dragon Elephant Supernatural Power of Longxiang Temple is indeed extraordinary, and the Great Master Dawei has been famous for hundreds of years. He should not be underestimated."

Wu Tian remained calm and replied telepathically:
"Madam, please enjoy the play."

His gaze shifted to the seats at Longxiang Temple, his smile gentle:
"Since you masters are so confident, why don't you... give it a try?"

The fat monk, who could no longer contain himself, suddenly stood up and put his palms together in front of the head monk, saying, "Master, this disciple is willing to make the first move and investigate the true nature of this golden pillar!"

His eyes gleamed with greed and excitement. If he could move the golden pillar and seize the Lu family's millennia-old accumulation, his status in the temple would surely soar to new heights.

Zen Master Dawei nodded slightly:

"Go, but be careful not to offend the Lu family head."

The fat monk was overjoyed and strode towards the golden pillar in the center of the square.

This monk, whose Dharma name was Huili, was known for his strength among the younger generation of Longxiang Temple. Although he had not yet cultivated his primordial spirit, he had already condensed a golden relic of Buddhism, comparable to the peak of the Dao Embryo stage. In terms of strength alone, he even surpassed some cultivators who had just entered the primordial spirit stage.

He walked up to the golden pillar, looked it over, and seeing that there were no special restrictions on the pillar, he became even more dismissive of it.

"Patriarch Lu, watch closely!"

Huili gave a low shout, stood with his feet apart, firmly planted his feet in a horse stance, and took a deep breath.

"Om-"

A golden halo suddenly appeared behind his head, and within the halo, a golden relic the size of a pigeon egg slowly emerged. Fine scriptures flowed on the surface of the relic, emanating a powerful and masculine aura.

At the same time, his muscles bulged, his monk's robe was stretched taut, and faint golden patterns appeared on his skin, which was the manifestation of the dragon-elephant power being operated to its extreme.

"rise!"

Hui Li roared, grabbed the middle of the golden pillar with both hands, exerted his strength in his waist and abdomen, and his arm muscles bulged like a coiling dragon, and suddenly lifted upwards!
His lift was enough to raise a small hill from the ground!

however--

The golden pillar remained completely still.

Not even a single speck of dust on the surface of the pillar was shaken off.

Huili's expression changed.

He used seventy percent of his strength just now, and he couldn't even make the golden pillar tremble?
"drink!"

He no longer held back; the relic within his body spun wildly, the Buddha's light surged, and the golden patterns around his body became even brighter, as if his entire being was coated with a layer of gold lacquer.

Their feet sank deep into the bluestone ground, where cracks spread.

"Get up—!"

His arms were so muscular they looked like they were about to burst, veins were bulging on his forehead, and his face was contorted in a ferocious expression.

But Jinzhu... remained as stable as Mount Tai.

The audience was silent.

Everyone stared at this scene with wide eyes and disbelief.

The monk Huili was a famous strongman at Longxiang Temple, yet he couldn't even make the golden pillar tremble slightly.
The smiles on the faces of the monks at Longxiang Temple froze.

Zen Master Dawei Jinlong opened his half-closed eyes completely, staring intently at the golden pillar, and stopped spinning the prayer beads in his hand.

The monk Huili's face flushed red, filled with shame and indignation.

He suddenly released his grip, took three steps back, formed a mudra with his hands, and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

As he uttered the six-syllable mantra, the relic in the Buddha's light behind his head suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light. The golden light condensed and transformed into a three-zhang-tall Vajra phantom, which attached itself to his back.

"Possessed by Vajra, blessed by Dragon and Elephant!"

Huili hugged the golden pillar again, and the Vajra phantom moved in sync with him, with all four arms hugging the golden pillar at the same time, unleashing a power several times stronger than before!

The bluestone on the ground shattered inch by inch, and dust flew everywhere.

But Jinzhu...

It remains as stable as a rock.

"puff--"

Huili finally couldn't withstand the backlash and spat out a mouthful of blood. The golden Buddha phantom collapsed with a bang. He staggered backward and fell to the ground with a thud, his face pale and his breath weak.

The whole place was dead silent.

You can hear the needle drop.

After a long while, someone let out a sneer.

Immediately afterwards, snickers and whispers rose up like a tidal wave:
"Didn't you just spout nonsense, saying you'd smash the golden pillar?"

"Can't even move a pillar, is that all the Longxiang Temple is capable of?"

"Tsk tsk, what a disgrace..."

"Buddhist lineage, huh? I think it's just a boastful lineage!"

"Hahaha……"

The mocking voices were like steel needles, piercing the faces of the monks at Longxiang Temple until they blushed.

The monk Huili wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

The Great Mighty Golden Dragon Zen Master's face was ashen, and the prayer beads in his hands creaked as he gripped them.

Behind him, an old monk with a withered face and a tall, thin figure slowly rose to his feet.

This old monk, whose Dharma name is Huike, is the head of the eight Dharma protectors of Longxiang Temple. He has cultivated the Dragon Elephant Relic for over two hundred years and his strength is comparable to the second level of the Primordial Spirit Realm.

Buddhist practice differs from Taoist practice.

The five realms progress step by step: seated illumination, awakening consciousness, the lamp of the mind, the treasure of the spirit, and relics.

Refining relics is equivalent to cultivating the primordial spirit of the Dao embryo.

Above the relics lies the Vajra Realm, comparable to a wandering immortal who has cultivated a Dharma form.

The cultivation methods at Longxiang Temple, which condense golden relics, can be compared to those of a Dao embryo.

If one can transform a white elephant from the golden relic, one can be comparable to a True Person at the first level of the Divine Realm.

If one can manifest a white elephant and a golden dragon, one can be comparable to the second level of the Yuan Shen realm. If one can combine the white elephant and the golden dragon into one, transforming it into the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Relic, then one can be comparable to a master of the third level of the Yuan Shen realm.

The Venerable Master Dawei, who was visiting Longxiang Temple, was a highly accomplished monk who had cultivated the Great Heavenly Dragon Relic.

Although Huike was not as powerful as the Great Master Dawei, he was still a formidable figure who had cultivated the Dragon and Elephant Relics.

He walked up to Huili and said coldly, "Disgraceful thing, get out of here."

Huili felt as if he had been granted a pardon and scrambled back to his seat.

Zen Master Longxiang turned his gaze to Jinzhu, a solemn expression appearing on his withered face.

He no longer overestimated himself and directly unleashed his full power.

"Om-"

A beam of light shot up from behind his head, and within the light, a relic the size of a fist appeared.

The moment the relic appeared, a phantom of a giant elephant, pure white as jade, emerged on the left. The elephant roared to the sky, its trunk twitching, exuding a powerful force that could suppress mountains and rivers. On the right, a phantom of a divine dragon with golden scales appeared, coiling around, its eyes like lightning, its might vast and mighty.

The dragon and elephant roared, their power astonishing.

"go with!"

Zen Master Huike gave a low shout, and the phantom of a white elephant stepped forward, its trunk curling towards the golden pillar, attempting to pull it up; the phantom of a golden dragon coiled around the pillar, its body exerting force, trying to lift it up.

With the powerful blessing of dragons and elephants, it is enough to move mountains and fill seas.

however--

The moment the white elephant's trunk touched the golden pillar, the Kuafu totem on the pillar's surface suddenly lit up.

"Roar!!"

A roar, seemingly from the ancient wilderness, reverberated through the very soul.

Within the totem, the blurry Kuafu totem lit up, then unleashed a terrifying power to suppress time.

"Crack!"

The trunk of the white elephant phantom shattered inch by inch, and the entire phantom collapsed with a roar.

The golden dragon phantom let out a mournful roar, its body breaking apart inch by inch, turning into golden light that dissipated into nothingness.

"puff!"

Master Longxiang was struck as if by lightning, spitting out a mouthful of blood, and the light of the relic behind his head dimmed instantly.

He staggered backward, his face ashen, pointing at the golden pillar, his eyes filled with disbelief, "This...how is this possible?"

Before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

"Uncle Master!"

"Senior Brother Longxiang!"

The monks of Longxiang Temple were shocked and rushed forward to help him up.

Zen Master Dawei Jinlong could no longer sit still. He stood up abruptly and glared at Wu Tian, ​​"Lu Ding! How dare you resort to such underhanded tactics and use such vicious methods to harm my junior brother!"

"You must give this old monk an explanation today!"

The monks behind him also angrily rebuked him:

"Despicable scoundrel! He actually set a trap on the pillar!"

"You injured a Dharma Protector of my Longxiang Temple. Does your Lu family intend to become an enemy of Buddhism?"

"If you don't give us an explanation today, Longxiang Temple will never let this go!"

"Hand over the antidote and compensate for the losses, or we'll raze your Lu family to the ground!"

Everyone was talking at once, their emotions running high, as if Wu Tianzhen had committed some heinous crime.

Wu Tian remained calm, his gaze sweeping over the monks before finally settling on the face of the Great Mighty Golden Dragon Zen Master, and said indifferently:
"When did I set a trap? The golden pillar is right here, everyone can see it clearly. If you can't move it, it's because you're incompetent, what does it have to do with me?"

“You…” a young monk was furious and was about to say more.

"enough."

Lady Zhurong suddenly spoke, her voice cold yet carrying an undeniable authority, "It's clearly your own inadequacy that's the problem, yet you blame others?"

"If you're not capable, get out of here and stop getting in my way."

She slightly raised her phoenix eyes, glancing at the monks of Longxiang Temple with disdain in them.

The monks were stunned by her gaze and were speechless for a moment.

Zen Master Dawei Jinlong's face alternated between pale and flushed. He took a deep breath, suppressing his anger, and clasped his hands together in prayer to Wu Tian, ​​saying:
"My junior brother was overestimating himself just now, and I apologize on his behalf."

He paused, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes:
"Now, I would like to try it myself."

"I hope Benefactor Lu... will not resent this old monk for bullying the weak."

Wu Tian smiled slightly:
“If the Zen master wants to try, then go ahead and try.”

Zen Master Dawei Jinlong said no more and strode toward the golden pillar.

With each step he took, his aura surged.

The first step is for a burst of Buddha light to emanate from behind the head, transforming into a golden halo with a diameter of ten zhang.

In the second step, within the halo, a fist-sized, golden relic with a golden dragon coiled around its surface slowly rose up—the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Relic.

With the third step, the golden dragon within the relic roared, detached itself from the relic, and swelled in the wind, transforming into a magnificent celestial dragon phantom that was a thousand feet long, with distinct scales and armor, and exuding a powerful aura, hovering above the Lu family's ancestral home.

"Roar!!"

The dragon's roar shook the heavens, its power overwhelming the world!
Throughout the entire Wuling County, countless ordinary people were terrified by the terrifying dragon's might, and they all knelt down and kowtowed, chanting Buddhist mantras.

Even some guests with lower cultivation levels in the square felt difficulty breathing and their souls trembled.

Zen Master Dawei Jinlong clearly intended to display his divine power, suppress the Lu family's arrogance, and demonstrate the strength and presence of Longxiang Temple.

He stood in front of the golden pillar, looking up at the three-zhang-tall golden pillar, a hint of contempt flashing in his eyes.

"Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Buddhas, Dragon and Elephant Power, arise!"

He gave a low shout and gestured with both hands as if to support something.

The mighty dragon, thousands of feet long, swooped down from the sky, its claws reaching out to grab the top of the golden pillar. The dragon coiled its body, exerting its strength, in an attempt to pull it up.

At the same time, Zen Master Dawei Jinlong himself extended his right hand, and the Buddha's light gathered in his palm, transforming into a giant golden hand that supported the base of the golden pillar.

With combined efforts from top to bottom, their power is awe-inspiring!
Everyone held their breath, staring intently at the golden pillar.

The Great Mighty Golden Dragon Zen Master is a veteran powerhouse at the third level of the Primordial Spirit Realm. Having cultivated the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Relic, he is capable of moving mountains and overturning seas when he exerts his full power.

This time... it should finally work, right?
however--

The moment the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon's claws touched the top of the golden pillar, another unexpected event occurred!

"Om!!"

The Kuafu totem on the surface of the golden pillar lit up again.

This time, the entire golden pillar burst forth with boundless golden light!
Golden light shot into the sky, reaching the heavens and turning the entire sky golden.

The pillar grew at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Three zhang, ten zhang, one hundred zhang, one thousand zhang...

In the blink of an eye, a towering golden pillar, as thick as a dragon, with golden light flowing throughout and totems appearing on its surface, stood between heaven and earth!

The top of the golden pillar disappeared into the clouds, and the pillar itself shone with golden light in all directions, with thousands of auspicious rays and ten thousand rays of light, enveloping the entire Wuling County in a sacred and glorious radiance.

Zen Master Dawei Jinlong's expression changed drastically. He frantically channeled his magical power, and the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon roared to the sky. Its dragon claws gripped the pillar tightly, its muscles bulging and veins popping as it used all its strength to lift upwards.

But that towering golden pillar... remained completely still.

It was as if this was not a pillar, but the backbone of the entire world, the anchor of eternity.

Cold sweat beaded on Zen Master Dawei Jinlong's forehead as he gritted his teeth and continued to exert his strength.

One breath, two breaths, three breaths...

After ten breaths.

"Click——"

A crisp cracking sound came from the Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon Relic.

A shocking crack appeared on the surface of the relic. (End of Chapter)