Covering the Sky: I am the White Tiger Immortal Elixir

Chapter 108 Jueyouqing's Doubts About Life

Jue Youqing looked at the stone tablet in front of him with the four large characters "Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land" engraved on it, feeling somewhat at a loss.

She practiced Buddhism with her hair still intact, and there was a golden lotus flower between her eyebrows, giving her an aura that transcended the three realms.

"Enlightened being" is another meaning of Bodhisattva, which includes self-enlightenment and enlightenment of others. It refers to an enlightened person who takes it upon themselves to enlighten others, and is enlightened while being sentient.

There have long been rumors that sentient beings will attain enlightenment and become bodhisattvas in the future.

She was one of the few people in the Western Desert who was close to Buddhism, and everyone on Mount Sumeru believed that she would achieve the Great Dao.

She maintained a Buddhist-like nature, pure and clear, but at this moment she was in a dilemma.

Jueyouqing thought that Buddhism was profound, but he dared not say that he could move freely in and out of the forbidden area.

This is difficult.

She stood in front of the stone tablet for three whole days, finally waiting for Ji Shaoyue to come out so she could go home and visit her old man.

The brat was accompanied by the Emperor's son and the God-Slaying Insect.

These three guys, who have been friends for a while, are now so close that they practically tie their belts together in the same knot.

Ji Shaoyue wore a diamond bracelet on her wrist, walked with a swagger, and exuded youthful vigor.

The Emperor's son was dressed in white, his long hair tied up with a miniature fairy feather mirror, and his phoenix eyes were slightly raised. He was truly a handsome man.

The God-Slaying Insect was still barefoot, with a robust physique, its blood and energy like a dragon, exuding an aura of ferocity that could not be dispelled.

"Three young benefactors," Jue Youqing said, pressing his palms together, "this humble monk comes from the Western Desert and requests an audience with the Eastern Venerable. I have important matters to discuss with you."

Her face remained calm, but her heart was churning with turmoil.

She learned a technique called "Qi Observation" on Mount Sumeru, which allows one to observe a person's aura and determine their fate. Buddhist sects often use this technique to find Dharma protectors.

Jue Youqing has practiced this art for many years and believes that she can observe a person's potential and discern their fortune. She can even see the aura of a high-ranking monk in the Western Desert.

However, she could only barely discern the auras of these three young men as Five-Colored Canopy, Nine Heavens Flying Phoenix, and Void Soaring Dragon.

The canopy signifies nobility, the flying phoenix signifies honor, and the heavenly dragon signifies dominance.

The canopy is composed of five colors, signifying the aura of an emperor.

The phoenix soars through the nine heavens, a symbol of imperial glory.

The golden dragon roams the vast void, its power reaching the highest realm.

The three individuals' auras coexisted harmoniously and subtly complemented each other, constantly intertwining and rising together.

Jue Youqing chanted a Buddhist prayer and felt that the three young men in front of him had such extraordinary luck that he had never heard of it before.

This is one of the most precious kinds of fortune in the world. Possessing even one of these fortunes can establish an immortal religion and overlook the world for 100,000 years.

In layman's terms, these three men are the bearing of emperors.

Moreover, this isn't just hype; it's a genuine display of imperial prowess that allows one to sweep across the world and be considered invincible.

Jue Youqing began to wonder if there was something wrong with the Qi Observation Technique.

Such good fortune is rare, occurring only once every tens of thousands of years. How come three of them have appeared together today?

She continued, "My Buddhist name is Jue Youqing. May I ask if you three young benefactors could introduce me to the Venerable Master?"

Upon hearing Jue Youqing's name, Ji Shaoyue and the other two stopped in their tracks.

Western Bodhisattva?

This was the first prodigy Bai Qi had ever encountered whose name was derived from a major geographical region.

west Pusa Jueyou, the leader of the younger generation in the Western Desert, is said to be the successor who is closest to the Buddha since the founding of Buddhism.

"Wait here, I'll go in and report." The Emperor turned and walked towards the Heavenly Palace.

One shouldn't hit a smiling face, and Jue Youqing hadn't shown any hostility so far, so the Emperor couldn't just kick him out.

He returned quickly: "The Eastern Venerable invites the Western Bodhisattva inside for a discussion."

After three days of repairs by Bai Qi and the other saints, the Heavenly Palace's magic array has been completely restored and is constantly changing and moving.

Unless introduced by someone from the Tiger Heart Society or enters with an invitation, they will only be thrown into the Desolate Ancient Holy Land by the great formation.

Jue Youqing followed the Heavenly Emperor's son into the Heavenly Palace, and the further they went, the more frightened they became.

The weather here is completely different from that of Mount Sumeru.

Mount Sumeru emphasizes tranquility; every flower and tree embodies Zen, and every blade of grass and stone possesses Buddhist nature, exuding a sense of otherworldly detachment from the mundane world.

The Heavenly Palace, however, exudes a flamboyant vitality.

The palaces are magnificent and the pavilions are staggered. This is not a secluded paradise, but a place of struggle and competition.

Every building in the Heavenly Palace is large and spacious, as if proclaiming that the master of this world has the ambition to swallow the universe.

Upon entering the Heavenly Palace, the first thing Jue Youqing saw were the little bandits.

She subconsciously used her aura-gazing technique to observe it and found that its aura was mostly like green vines winding around rocks or streams flowing into rivers.

Such a fortune, if placed in the Western Desert, would be considered rare, but not outstanding, even for the abbot of a monastery.

Strangely, these bandits all exuded an air of nobility, clearly the kind of aura one would acquire from cultivating the Imperial Scripture.

Cultivators of the Imperial Scriptures cannot rashly predict the future using the principles of Qi, as the future is too unpredictable, and there may be a day when one can leap over the dragon gate.

Further on, Jue Youqing saw Hua Yunfei. Jue Youqing found Hua Yunfei's demeanor quite strange, like an old tree sprouting new branches.

This kind of weather is contradictory yet harmonious, possessing the air of imperial nobility, clearly a sign of withered trees blossoming in spring, and new life being conceived in death and stillness.

Those with such an aura will undoubtedly achieve great things in the future; even in the Western Desert, they could potentially sit on a lotus throne.

Further ahead, the invited Holy Prince was practicing the Zhou Tian Xing Shu (a system of celestial pivots).

Jue Youqing observed the aura of the Chaos Green Lotus again under its unrestrained influence, and his mind was greatly moved.

The Emperor's Prince!

Meanwhile, the celestial pivot of the Zhou Tian constellation, where the fortunes of more than three hundred children are linked together, has formed a surging sea of ​​stars.

In the sea of ​​stars, great stars rise and fall, galaxies rotate, tides rise and fall, and there is a subtle tendency for them to give rise to all things.

This is illogical. Fortune is an endowment bestowed upon an individual by heaven and earth, and it varies from person to person, with each person having their own predetermined number.

Even his twin brothers, who share the same lineage, have independent destinies and it is impossible for them to be connected like this.

"These children, no matter where they are placed, will be the object of contention by all sides; they are a true army capable of overwhelming the world."

Jue Youqing was deeply shocked, and his breathing became somewhat unsteady.

Has the art of observing qi really gone wrong?

How could we have witnessed so many magnificent celestial phenomena in such a short time?

She didn't believe in superstitions and used her aura-gazing technique to look at Jiang Tingting, who had come to find Bai Qi.

Jue Youqing's Qi-observation technique landed on Jiang Tingting, and she immediately froze on the spot.

Why is it another emperor with the air of a phoenix holding a pearl in its beak?

She looked again, and Pang Bo's aura stretched across the universe like an impregnable fortress, clearly resembling a vicious dragon spewing poisonous flames.

The combination of these two auras—one guarding the land and the other expanding the territory like a poisonous dragon—is no less powerful than some lotus-shaped auras, and can be called the Buddha-Tao Emperor.

Jue Youqing felt she didn't want to continue.

If there's a problem with this aura-observation technique, there's no point in continuing to observe.

She looked up, the light still gleaming in her eyes, and upon seeing the scene before her, she was so startled that she took several steps back.

On Ye Fan's side, the atmosphere was magnificent, like the sky collapsing, so dazzling that it was impossible to look directly at it.

This phenomenon is not recorded in Buddhist texts at all. It is like the sun traversing the sky, like an emperor sitting high on his throne, and all beings, including heaven, earth, humans, gods, and ghosts, must worship it!

A true dragon pulls the chariot, a colorful phoenix carries the banner, a qilin clears the way, a black tortoise brings up the rear, the sun and moon are the wheels, and the stars are the canopy—vast and magnificent, a spectacle of endless wonder!

Jueyou could hardly believe his eyes, and his years of Buddhist practice almost shook him.

She clasped her hands together, chanted Buddhist mantras softly, and forcibly suppressed the turmoil in her heart.

Jue Youqing had become somewhat numb; he had witnessed far too many magnificent sights along the way.

While weather cannot represent a person's ultimate achievement, it can at least indicate their starting point.

The Tiger Heart Society's starting point was so high that Jue Youqing felt there was a huge blunder in the intelligence of the Western Desert.

The Emperor continued to lead her forward, and when they reached Bai Qi's main hall, Jue Youqing dared not go any further.

Yan Ruyu was carrying Xiao Yinnan, who was holding a cup of milk tea, when Duan De followed her furtively.

Of the three people, she could only make out Yan Ruyu's features, and behind her was an aura of a blue lotus shattering the starry sky.

As for the other two, just one glance was enough to cause blood to flow from Jue Youqing's eyes, a truly shocking sight.

She wasn't even qualified to look at Duan De and Xiao Yinyin's weather.

If it weren't for the Chaos Green Lotus's desire to watch the spectacle, Jue Youqing would never have witnessed the fortunes of any of these people in the Heavenly Palace.

Do you really think that the idea of ​​using the ultimate imperial weapon to suppress destiny is just nonsense?

Beside the main hall, all the members of the Tai Shi Eight Desolations stood in formation, each one a sage, their armor gleaming, their aura soaring to the heavens.

Their presence was undisguised, like eight towering pillars, protecting the entire hall as if it were the palace of the Heavenly Emperor.

This is not the old sage whom all schools of thought regard as the foundation, but a sage whose spirit is as deep as the ocean and who is in his prime.

Any one of these people could easily establish a holy site and become the founder of a religion.

But here, they are merely ceremonial guards before the palace.

The main gate of the hall slowly opened, and Jue Youqing finally saw Bai Qi.

The moment Bai Qi appeared, the atmosphere that Jue Youqing had previously witnessed erupted into chaos.

The sound, which could only be heard by sentient beings, was as loud as thunder and as if ten thousand immortals were paying homage.

The dazzling celestial light seemed poised to pierce the universe and shatter the eternal heavens.

The fortunes of Ye Fan, Pang Bo, Ji Shaoyue, the Heavenly Prince, the God-Slaying Insect, Yan Ruyu, Hua Yunfei, and others converged here.

The main hall was filled with extraordinary phenomena, as if a celestial king had descended upon the universe, with all paths submitting and all heavens revering him.

Jue Youqing didn't even have time to see Bai Qi's fortune before he was blinded by the overwhelming aura that had gathered.

The golden lotus between her eyebrows dissipated, and she went blind, never to see again.

The dignified Bodhisattva of the West was actually struck down and blinded for life simply for observing the phenomena of the people in the Heavenly Palace.

"Amitabha."

"This humble monk, with his mortal eyes, presumptuously attempted to peek into the elixir of immortality. This is both divine punishment and a gift from the Buddha."

"It is a pity that this humble monk has little fortune, and with just this one glance, I have exhausted my eyesight for the rest of my life."