Starting Immortal Cultivation from a White Dog

Shakyamuni sat cross-legged on a golden lotus, with his hands clasped together.

Behind him, a majestic sacred mountain rose up, and at its summit, the Great Thunder Temple radiated boundless Buddhist light. Beneath the sacred mountain, the eighteen layers of hell lay in layers, and one could vaguely see the roars and howls of all kinds of demons.

Shakyamuni was the reincarnation of the Buddha, but he only cultivated the present and did not inquire about the past. He did not acknowledge himself as Vairocana Buddha, Dipankara Buddha, or Amitabha Buddha.

This person possessed an incredibly terrifying mind, believing that the past had been completely buried and that only the present was eternal.

He used the creation of the world on Mount Ling and the suppression of the eighteen layers of the Netherworld Hell by the Leiyin Temple, intending to completely integrate the Sumeru Heaven created by Amitabha Buddha, the Netherworld Hell created by Dipankara Buddha, and the Sun and Moon Heaven created by Mahavairocana Buddha into his own scenic Mount Ling.

Such a spirit can be described as reaching the heavens and the earth!

However, refining the three heavens of the past body requires an incredibly long period of time, and also requires expending all sorts of hard work and energy to refine it.

If he were willing to merge with his past self and directly absorb the foundation and accumulation of the past, he could directly transform into a terrifying being who could open up the four heavens.

However, if that were the case, the past body and the present body would become one, and he would no longer be the pure Shakyamuni, but the Buddha who has been reincarnated.

Therefore, although Shakyamuni possessed the foundation and potential of the Four Heavens, he could not unleash his full combat power before fully digesting the Three Heavens of his past incarnation.

Facing Chi Xiao, who had already cultivated the three heavens of Xuan Tian, ​​Huang Tian, ​​and Chi Tian, ​​Shakyamuni was not afraid, but it was impossible for him to defeat him.

“Benefactor Chixiao,” Shakyamuni’s voice was distant and peaceful, “that golden crow has a deep grudge against me. If you are willing to hand it over, I can pay any price.”

Chi Xiao sneered. The Golden Crow was destined to become a Golden Immortal. As long as it survived this tribulation, its future would be bright. How could she possibly hand it over?

Without further ado, she took a step forward, and behind her, the crimson sky rose and fell, with flames condensing into a pair of phoenix wings that blotted out the sky. With a flap of her wings, her figure vanished from the spot.

The next moment, it appeared above Shakyamuni's head.

Accompanied by the cry of a phoenix, its wings slashed down like celestial blades, aiming to cleave down on Shakyamuni's head.

Shakyamuni clasped his hands together, chanted the Buddha's name, and in an instant transformed into a towering Buddha image. The image was entirely gilded, with a radiant light emanating from between his eyebrows, illuminating the entire universe. His hands formed a mudra, and boundless Buddha light radiated forth, filling the cosmos.

boom!
The phoenix wings and flames collided with the Buddha's hand seal, directly shattering layers of void.

Both gods, with tacit understanding, seized the opportunity to rush out of the heavens, and did not continue fighting in the three realms.

At that moment, the Azure Dragon also moved.

In the blink of an eye, wind, rain, thunder, and lightning surrounded him, and his dragon might swept across thirty thousand miles.

"Fellow Daoist Da Chi, I'm sorry to offend you!"

"There are already enough Golden Immortals in the Taoist sect; the Three Realms cannot accommodate so many Golden Immortals."

However, just as he was about to make his move, the Great Crimson Heavenly Lord sighed softly, and behind him, purple qi soared into the sky for thirty thousand miles, ten thousand golden lamps shone like a galaxy, and necklaces cascaded down like a waterfall.

The Azure Dragon's body suddenly froze, and it remained completely still.

Because he watched as five heavenly palaces manifested from the purple aura behind the Great Crimson Heavenly Venerable.

Yes, the Five Heavenly Palaces!
Although it was only a fleeting moment, he was completely stunned, feeling as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him from head to toe, leaving him feeling icy cold.

When the six of them left the Heavenly Realm together, the Great Crimson Heavenly Venerable and Crimson Heavenly Lord were the strongest, both being at the Second Heaven.

But now, ten thousand years have passed, and the Great Crimson Heavenly Lord has quietly created five heavens.

Once you reach the Golden Immortal level, the difference in strength becomes enormous with each additional level of enlightenment you unlock.

A Golden Immortal of the Fifth Heaven—that's enough to crush all ages.

The Great Red Heavenly Lord alone can suppress the other five Heavenly Lords.

At this moment, Qinglong didn't even have the courage to make a move.

The Great Crimson Heavenly Lord looked at the Azure Dragon with a gentle smile on his face.

He raised his right hand and waved it gently, and a stone table and two stone stools appeared in front of him. On the stone table was a chessboard, with a jar of chess pieces on each side of the board.

"Fellow Daoist Qinglong."

His voice was calm and resonant, "How about we play a game of chess, and you sit back and watch the battle unfold?"

The Azure Dragon looked up at the sky, then obediently walked to the stone table and sat down.

"Fellow Daoist Da Chi, you've been hiding your true intentions very well."

His voice was hoarse and low, with a hint of bitterness.

The Great Crimson Heavenly Lord smiled slightly, picked up a white piece, and gently placed it on the chessboard.

"I was lucky enough to make some gains."

Qinglong remained silent; cultivation is not something that can be achieved by chance.

The Great Crimson Heavenly Venerable is terrifying!

Besides him, Jade Void Celestial Venerable and Crimson Sky have both opened up the third heaven, and Buddha already has the foundation of the fourth heaven, but he is still stuck.

His mind was in turmoil, and he could hardly calm down.

It should be understood that after becoming a Golden Immortal, opening up another level of heaven is almost more difficult than becoming a Golden Immortal. In the Heavenly Realm, let alone ten thousand years, even a hundred thousand years is extremely difficult to advance further.

However, the Great Crimson Heavenly Venerable, the Jade Void Heavenly Venerable, and the Buddha, in a mere ten thousand years, successively created celestial realms.

Chixiao was one thing, but it was already close to opening up the third heaven. It was still reasonable for it to open up Chixiao after ten thousand years.

But the progress of Da Chi, Yu Xu, and Buddha is terrifying.

This is clearly not right; there must be something hidden behind it.

"Could it be that Buddhism and Taoism have already discovered the Heavenly Emperor's secret?!"

Qinglong felt incredibly depressed. He had only opened up the first level of the Heavenly Realm, and his cultivation level was already lagging behind the other five. This was not a good thing.

……

Just as the Great Crimson Heavenly Venerable was talking with the Azure Dragon, Crimson Sky had already spread its wings and taken off, soaring out of the sky first.

Seeing Shakyamuni manifest the golden body of Buddha, she followed closely behind. With a wave of her left hand, the Xuanhuang Pagoda flew out and instantly transformed into a colossal pagoda ten thousand feet tall, pressing down on Shakyamuni.

Shakyamuni's expression remained unchanged, and behind him, beneath the Great Thunder Temple, the eighteen levels of hell appeared.

In hell, eighteen demons roared and howled, colliding with the Buddhist light and chanting from the Great Thunderclap Temple, creating a strange resonance.

At this moment, the eighteen layers of hell soared into the sky and collided with the twenty-four layers of the Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

Rumble!
The Xuanhuang Pagoda is essentially a manifestation of the two celestial realms, Xuantian and Huangtian, while the eighteen levels of hell are merely a portion of the supernatural power within Shakyamuni's celestial realm.
The moment the two collided, the Xuanhuang Pagoda pierced through the eighteen levels of hell, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to split, and hell to vanish.

The golden body of Shakyamuni Buddha, in his manifestation, had its left arm broken off, and a severed hand fell into the void. Two lines of bloody tears flowed from its pupils, making it look extremely tragic.

The moment the eighteen levels of hell collapsed...

The Three Realms, the Northwest Land, Mount Ling.

The sacred Buddhist site suddenly trembled violently.

The monks chanting sutras on Mount Ling felt a jolt in their hearts, and the entire Great Thunderclap Temple collapsed with a deafening roar. Crack! Crack!
The eighteen levels of hell suppressed under the Great Thunder Temple completely collapsed.

Roar!
A demon god burst forth from the depths of hell. It was ten thousand feet tall, had three heads and six arms, and was engulfed in flames. As soon as it was freed, it let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Then the three heads tore at Mount Ling, and countless monks were bitten to death. Crimson blood rained down from the sky, staining the ruins of the Great Thunderclap Temple red.

In just a few breaths, the eighteen demon lords who had been suppressed under the Great Thunderclap Temple broke free, their demonic light soaring into the sky, and thick dark clouds obscuring the sky over the entire northwest land.

At this moment, all living beings on the Northwest land felt that familiar, malevolent aura; the demon god who had ruled the Northwest land for countless years had returned.

That overwhelming demonic power—it was the roar of a ferocious demon that had been suppressed for countless ages, now seeing the light of day again.

Mount Ling collapsed, the Buddha's light vanished, and the demons roared in fury.

In the beginning, the Buddha used the eighteen levels of hell to suppress the demons of the northwest, established the Great Thunder Temple on Mount Ling, and attained enlightenment and Buddhahood.

But now, in such a short time, the Spirit Mountain has collapsed, Hell has shattered, and the demons have fled by Chi Xiao.

All of this happened too suddenly. Shakyamuni, the reincarnation of the Buddha and the founder of the Great Thunder Temple on Mount Ling, was shattered from his celestial realm with a single blow.

This is something no one could have imagined!
The Golden Crow, who had been hiding in the Yellow Sky, saw this and, although he felt something was amiss, he also knew that this was a golden opportunity.

His pupils flashed with golden light, and he roared, "Now!"

He acted decisively, burning almost all his magical power to frantically activate the Xuanhuang Pagoda.

Shakyamuni had just had his supernatural powers broken and suffered a severe backlash. He had no time to react when the Xuanhuang Pagoda, which he had put away, burst out from his robe.

hum!
The pagoda broke free, resembling a ferocious beast. A vortex appeared at its base, which swallowed Shakyamuni's severed hand whole. Then, it spun around and rushed towards Huang Tian in an instant.

At this moment, Shakyamuni's eyes were bleeding, his left arm was broken, the Great Thunder Temple of Mount Ling behind him collapsed, the eighteen levels of hell were shattered, and demonic light covered him. Almost instantly, he was plunged into a desperate situation.

His only remaining right palm formed a mudra as he chanted the Buddhist mantra, "Namo Amitabha Buddha!"

This God, suddenly faced with such a great calamity, remained calm and composed, displaying a tranquility and perseverance akin to planting a golden lotus in fire.

Seeing this, Chi Xiao showed no joy on his face, but instead frowned slightly, "You are quite ruthless."

After all, she was a powerful Golden Immortal who had opened up three heavens, and she saw through Shakyamuni's scheme at a glance.

The reason why Shakyamuni appeared so vulnerable was precisely because he wanted to use his own hand to break through the celestial realm, thoroughly digest the foundation and accumulation of his past lives, and save countless years of hard work.

Doing this is extremely dangerous. If he is not careful, he will completely shatter his immortal realm, giving the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of him. More importantly, even if he digests his past accumulations by doing this, he will still lose some of them.

He could have easily opened up the fourth heaven, but with this act of destruction and reconstruction, he can only open up the third heaven at most.

However, Shakyamuni was unconcerned. He raised one palm to his chest, chanted the Buddha's name, and Mount Sumeru transformed into a divine mountain that flew from beyond the heavens and merged with the collapsed Mount Sumeru. The Netherworld Heaven opened up by Dipankara Buddha burst forth from the depths of the Nine Netherworlds and merged with the shattered eighteen layers of hell.

The Sun and Moon Heaven, created by Vairocana Buddha, fell into the ruins of the Great Thunder Temple.

First destruction, then construction; the three celestial beings entered his body, and the Buddha's light illuminated the chaos.

Chi Xiao snorted coldly, stopped attacking, and with a wave of his hand, put away the Twenty-Four Layers of Xuanhuang Linglong Pagoda.

If she continues to attack, she will only be helping her enemy to cultivate.

As for taking the opportunity to kill Shakyamuni... she simply couldn't do it.

How could a Golden Immortal be so easily killed? Even if one has only opened up one level of heaven, he is still a great being who transcends heaven and earth. His body perishes but his Dao remains.

Not to mention a being like Shakyamuni, whose spiritual essence is extremely profound. Even if all his trump cards were used, at most his physical form could be destroyed. At that time, the true Buddha would probably reappear in the world.

Her original purpose was to protect the Golden Crow and help it reclaim the Xuanhuang Pagoda. Now that her goal has been achieved, she can simply sit back and watch.

……

Meanwhile, the golden crow in the yellow sky was overjoyed. This calamity not only did not result in any loss, but it also allowed the Xuanhuang Pagoda to swallow the Buddha's severed hand. This was an incredible opportunity for him.

Ding! System notification: You have obtained the Buddha's severed palm. Would you like to refine it?
"Refine, refine, refine!"

The Golden Crow growled impatiently, and the system panel changed instantly.

Ding! System notification: You have chosen to refine the Buddha's severed hand. You can choose one of the following three options.

Option 1: By using the Xuanhuang Pagoda to devour the Buddha's severed palm and natal star, this supernatural power can be transformed and sublimated into a twelve-tiered Star-Picking Tower.

(Note: The twelve-tiered Star-Picking Tower is comparable to the first level of the Celestial Realm. Holding the tower in one's hand allows one to fight against powerful Golden Immortals.)

Option two involves fusing the natal star with the Xuanhuang Pagoda and the Buddha's severed palm, which can elevate the natal star's status, granting access to the Heavenly Decree, and promoting the rank of Great Sun Emperor.

Option three involves using the Buddha's severed palm as the main element, integrating the natal star and the Xuanhuang Pagoda, to refine a half-step Golden Immortal-level Dharma Avatar.

Upon seeing these three options, Jinwu was overjoyed.

Option three is naturally eliminated immediately.

Both options one and two offer opportunities to dramatically increase one's combat power.

Option two has appeared before, but back then it was a matter of chance, while this time it is certain that one can become the Great Sun Emperor.

The Great Sun Emperor is a being of equal status to the Heavenly Emperor. With the blessing of the Great Sun, he can contend with great powers and challenge Golden Immortals. He is the supreme and noble Lord of all stars in the Three Realms.

Option one, on the other hand, completely transforms the Xuanhuang Pagoda into the Star-Picking Tower, which is based on the Devouring Heaven Dao and integrates the natal star, thereby completely erasing the traces of Chixiao and becoming a unique natal divine power of one's own.

Moreover, he could advance this supernatural power to the twelfth level in one fell swoop, holding the twelve-level Star-Picking Tower in his palm, comparable to a Golden Immortal who opened up a first level of heaven.

Both of these choices would allow his combat power to increase dramatically.

"What an incredible opportunity!"

Jinwu was overjoyed. "If I choose the Star-Picking Tower, I can use it as a foundation to create heaven and earth, and becoming a Golden Immortal will be a natural outcome."

"And becoming the Great Sun Emperor allows one to create heaven and earth with their natal star... no..."

His expression suddenly changed. “The karmic connection between the Sun Star and the Three Realms is so profound. If one were to become the Great Sun Emperor and try to use the Great Sun to create heaven and earth, it would probably be more difficult than ascending to heaven.”

"Ordinary cultivators must undergo the process of 'feathering and corpse dissolution' before they can break through to the outer heavens; if I were to truly become the Great Sun Emperor, with the entanglement of cause and effect, it would be almost impossible for me to break through to the Golden Immortal realm."

Various thoughts swirled in Jinwu's mind as he carefully considered the pros and cons.

"However, the Great Sun Emperor is the lord of all stars, favored by heaven and earth. Even Golden Immortals must treat him with respect, otherwise they will be condemned by heaven. Moreover, when he fights in the Three Realms, he can receive the blessing of heaven and earth."

"It can be said that he has a noble status and is almost invincible in the Three Realms."

"The advantage of the Star-Picking Tower is that it can continue to create new worlds and pursue the path of the Golden Immortal."

"Which one should I choose?!"

He hesitated for a moment. The Great Sun Emperor was of noble status and was invincible as long as he existed in the Three Realms. Even a powerful Golden Immortal who had created multiple Heavens could not harm him unless the Three Realms were completely destroyed.

The Star-Picking Tower holds the promise of a bright future...

One is the present, the other is the future! (End of Chapter)