Weird Cultivation: I am the Yellow-skinned Taoist Master

The three thousand worlds reflect past and present lives.

A gilded wheel, turning the past and the future.

The severed hand of the Eastern Emperor shattered the entire Buddhist temple, and with its great power, it incorporated everything around it into the cycle of the Three Thousand Worlds.

It is searching for memories of Xu Qingshan from the past.

And dried yellow peel.

At this moment, amidst the three thousand worlds, he was frantically searching for something, controlling the coffin as a beam of light.

Inside the coffin.

The brass oil lamp shrieked, "Our ancestral home, the past of Golden Horn, Silver Horn, and the Fox Mountain God have all been reflected! What do we do? What do we do?"

"Let it reflect, what are we afraid of!"

Chen Huangpi calmly said, "In the past, you were almost at the level of the Dao, and my true form has been concealed by my master. No one can tell who I am. If Senior Brother Xu's severed hand can achieve this, then what can we do but accept our fate?"

"Even at a time like this, you're still talking about Senior Brother Xu?"

"Once a senior brother, always a senior brother."

Chen Huangpi said, "Even if it discovers the truth, I will still call it senior brother."

"why?"

"Because I felt that if I did that, it might give me a quick death when it kills me."

“Then I’ll call it Xu Qingshan.”

He relieved his stress by talking nonsense to the brass oil lamp and Chen Huangpi.

Although they felt that they probably wouldn't get any answers about the severed hand from them, they couldn't help but think that there were past Buddhas and future Buddhas in these three thousand worlds.

These two are deadly.

It's possible that the past and future Buddhas' memories contain some information about the Five Emperors of the Celestial Realm.

Even if we've never met.

But as long as it's related to that, there's a very high chance that the severed hand will be recalled.

No, to be precise.

Before it recognizes itself as Xu Qingshan, it will surely remember its true identity.

The Great Emperor Donghua, who ruled over the Eastern Heaven and Lingxiao Heaven of the Immortal Realm.

Such an existence truly deserves the description of being close to the Dao.

It was truly incredible.

"Find those two bald monks."

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and said, "Their physical bodies have been severed, only their souls remain. Strike while the iron is hot and kill them! I'm going to slaughter them!"

What about the three bodies of Buddha becoming one?

Chen Huangpi no longer has the mind to care about that.

Find the past Buddha and the future Buddha, and completely obliterate their souls. As for the Bodhi tree and the main deity of the Heart Temple, we can figure that out later.

Looking at the three thousand worlds, the illusory outlines of the memories of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn in their previous lives are constantly reflected.

Chen Huangpi knew that he had a fair amount of time, but it wasn't much either.

Silver Horn cheerfully shouted, "Yellow Skin Daddy, it's time for my brother and me to go back to Jingxian Temple with Xu Qingshan. He'll feed us pills. Master Xu is very good to us."

"Not a bad fart!"

Jinjiao shouted, "Xu Qingshan is a penniless wretch. He supported us for half a month and then couldn't afford to support us anymore. We were so hungry that we had to eat tree bark. Otherwise, would we have been assigned to guard the Sutra Repository as atonement?"

"Brother, what do you mean by atonement?"

Silver Horn asked, bewildered, "Didn't you say this was the big thing we were going to do?"

Jinjiao sneered, "Nonsense! If I hadn't said that, would you have been able to stand by and watch the gate with me back then? Wouldn't you have come up here and tried to kill me? Crying and begging to go back to the Yellow Springs Netherworld."

Silver Horn's eyes widened, and he said angrily, "Big brother, you lied to me!"

Golden Horn sneered: "What do you mean by lying to you? Why would I lie to you and not to anyone else?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Because we are brothers..."

"So this is ah!"

Silver Horn grinned: "Thank you, big brother! I almost misunderstood you."

"You two, be serious."

Chen Huangpi hurriedly said, "These three thousand worlds are constantly changing, quickly help me find where those two bald monks are!"

Upon hearing this, Jinjiao felt a chill run down his spine.

It was slightly smarter than Silver Horn, so it quickly sniffed, searching for the aura of the past and future Buddhas.

However, these three thousand worlds are simply too complicated.

Golden Horn was not exactly the son of the Listening God, so how could it possibly detect the latter's presence?

The brass oil lamp said, "Even I can only sense that those two bald monks are still in the Three Thousand Worlds, but I can't pinpoint their exact location. If those two idiots could find them, that would be truly outrageous."

The Nine Netherworld Lamp is an extremely yin and evil artifact.

The brass oil lamp truly conveys the changes between the past Buddha and the future Buddha at this moment.

After they were killed, they are turning into something evil.

Especially the future Buddha, which was already corrupted by Chen Huangpi's brilliant thoughts and feelings, and was now being beheaded, turning into something evil at an alarming speed.

Perhaps, the moment those two Buddhas transform into something evil...

Only a brass oil lamp can find it.

But by then, the severed hand had probably already seen Xu Qingshan in the memories of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn, and it was time for the past and future Buddhas to see him.

Chen Huangpi was anxious.

He stood on the coffin, gripping the Void-Piercing Divine Sword tightly.

The evil eyes on his face kept looking in all directions.

Under the gaze of the Evil Eye, the three thousand worlds appeared like three thousand dreamlike bubbles.

He maneuvered the coffin, moving from one bubble to another.

But no matter how hard I try, I can't find the past Buddha or the future Buddha.

And just then.

Silver Horn suddenly sniffed and hurriedly called out, "Yellow Skin Daddy, Yellow Skin Daddy!"

"Silver Horn, did you find those two bald monks?"

"did not find."

Silver Horn shook his head and said, "But I think I smell the scent of Jianmu wood, but something doesn't feel right..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Huangpi exclaimed with delight, "Good Silver Horn, quickly take me to find that Jianmu tree! If anyone ever calls you stupid again, I will definitely stand up for you!"

The Jianmu tree in this vast world must be the so-called Bodhi tree.

Only after the three bodies of Buddha are united will the Jianmu tree manifest.

I hadn't dared to think about it before.

After all, its presence is intermittent.

Now that we've found it, we should immediately turn around and prioritize getting the Jianmu wood.

At that time, directly using the power of the magic tree to catalyze its growth with essence and energy, and running directly into the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty would also be an excellent choice.

"Good good!"

The brass oil lamp also excitedly said, "Once we enter the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty, we won't have to fear Xu Qingshan's severed hand anymore! After all, Chen Huangpi still has one more trick up his sleeve!"

The ultimate trick, of course, was for my uncle to save me.

At this moment, the fox mountain god, trembling and clinging to Chen Huangpi's leg, said, "But didn't Silver Horn say that something felt off?"

The objects all turned to look at Silver Horn.

Silver Horn scratched his head and said, "Yellow Skin Father, and you bunch of scoundrels, I don't know how to describe it, but the smell of that Jianmu wood seems to have mixed with other smells, it's really awful."

"Stop talking nonsense, let me ask you, is that Jianmu?"

"Yes, definitely."

"Then what's the point of talking? Lead the way!!!"

Upon hearing this, Golden Horn and Silver Horn roared fiercely.

Its body, which was originally the size of an ordinary fierce dog, immediately swelled up rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, it returned to its original form.

A massive, ferocious beast, resembling a tiger, leaped forward, its four limbs firmly planted on the void. Its head split open, the left side gold and the right side silver, its sixteen eyes filled with malevolence.

"Yellow-skinned Daddy, come up here!!!"

Golden Horn and Silver Horn suddenly turned around, their bodies bursting with a golden and silver light, making them look like monsters bathed in the sun and moon.

Without hesitation, Chen Huangpi jumped up and rode on the back of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn.

At the same time, he pointed to the coffin.

The coffin immediately hung above his head.

Roar! ! ! ! !
With a roar that pierced the heavens and earth, the Golden Horn and Silver Horn let out a sound that resonated throughout the land.

The malevolent energy emanating from the bloodline of the Son of Di Ting could no longer be suppressed.

Boom! ! ! !

The interwoven gold and silver light transformed into lightning-like phenomena, sweeping wildly across the three thousand worlds.

The speed of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn was extremely fast, several times faster than Chen Huangpi's own flying speed.

They are, after all, the children of the Di Ting (a deity who listens to all things).

Although he is still not an adult, he has still received good fortune at the Pure Immortal Temple.

In terms of strength, even ordinary immortals might not be able to defeat them.

The brass oil lamp was stunned: "Damn it, what kind of thing did the abbot create for you two? The speed of the Child of Divine Listening can be this fast? This is much faster than my Escape Divine Light!"

“Only when I separate from my elder brother will I be the Son of Di Ting. Right now, we are just a bunch of people.”

Silver Horn and Gold Horn share a body.

Its four large claws lunged forward, and it took only five or six steps, which appeared to the brass oil lamp, but it reached the end of the world.

"Yellow-skinned Daddy! Crush this world!!!"

"What's so difficult about this small world?"

A sea of ​​lightning appeared in Chen Huangpi's eyes. He opened his mouth and spat out a bolt of lightning formed from the violent power of heavenly tribulation.

That dreamlike, illusory world bubble was suddenly blasted open.

Look back again.

One of these three thousand worlds collapsed and caved in at an extremely rapid speed, as if it had leaked air.

Chenhuangpi didn't do this before.

It's because he didn't reach the end of the world.

With the Golden Horn and Silver Horn brothers as their mounts, the speed is truly exaggerated to the extreme.

"I have everything I need now!"

Chen Huangpi let out a long howl: "Faster! Faster!!!"

Upon hearing this, Jinjiao and Yinjiao gritted their teeth and desperately urged their own power, or rather, the evil power that Jinjiao had ingested.

These forces are being rapidly absorbed by it.

Its speed actually increased by another three points.

The brass oil lamp exclaimed in shock, "You two brothers are incredibly lucky! You asked Xu Qingshan and Meng Qiuhe to take you to the human world back then, and you've reached this level in just over ten thousand years."

"The abbot is so biased!!!"

The brass oil lamp said sourly, "I'd like to make skewers like that too!"

It and the Golden Sky Lantern are actually the same lamp.

After all, the wicks are the same; they're just split in two.

But if you really think about it, it's different from the Golden Horn and Silver Horn. The reason these two were able to merge together was because the Abbot intervened.

It has been separated from the Golden Sky Lantern for far too long.

Moreover, their personalities are so different that they could never be united as one.

Or rather, even if they could be compatible.

The brass oil lamp wouldn't agree either. Although it belittled Huang Yi in various ways, it knew very well that Huang Yi was much more powerful than it. If they really joined forces, Huang Yi would be the master.

Whether it will even be there by then is still uncertain.

Boom! ! !
The power of heavenly tribulation raged.

One by one, worlds like dream bubbles were shattered.

Chen Huangpi rode his golden and silver horns and charged toward the location of the Jianmu tree.

And at this moment, outside of these three thousand worlds.

Beneath that gilded wheel.

The severed hand has already read through the memories of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn before their deaths.

Those memories left it somewhat bewildered.

"My spirit resides in the old temple, in the library."

The severed hand murmured, "Then what am I? I am Xu Qingshan, but I am not Xu Qingshan either. Am I just his physical body?"

Xu Qingshan's spirit did indeed appear in the old temple's scripture pavilion at that time.

Moreover, upon its appearance, it provided Chen Huangpi with the solution to the seventy-two secret pills that he had wanted most.

This scene exists in the memories of both Jinjiao and Yinjiao.

But the abbot was conspicuously absent.

The man with the severed hand said, "That vague abbot is Xu Qingshan's master. What did I do that makes me feel ashamed and respectful every time I want to enter the Ten Thousand Mountains?"

It was painful and confusing for him.

It deduced that it was indeed very likely Xu Qingshan.

Many things and a lot of information can be matched up one by one.

It could also see that Xu Qingshan was indeed quite talented, but he wasn't very motivated to improve his cultivation.

It felt that this was somewhat inconsistent with its own characteristics.

“If I were Xu Qingshan, and I died in the outside world, I would definitely leave the Ten Thousand Mountains one day.”

The man with the severed hand speculated, "The reason I was able to cultivate to a level close to the Dao is perhaps because I encountered some events that dealt me ​​a heavy blow. But what exactly were those events that caused such a drastic change in my personality?"

Everything it speculated about was quite reasonable.

The only illogical thing is that it is not Xu Qingshan.

Xu Qingshan, Yi Qingzhou, Bai Qiuxian.

These three had all become disciples and cultivated together. Chen Daoxing had been somewhat disappointed in them back then, as they lost motivation after reaching the level of immortals, saying that immortals could live forever and that there was no point in continuing to cultivate.

Later, after being pressured, he finally cultivated into a True Immortal to appease them.

The three thousand Daoists were all geniuses of the Great Qian Immortal Dynasty.

If it weren't for their innate nature, and if they truly had the will to cultivate diligently, they might not achieve the profound enlightenment of Yi Qingzhou, but they would at least have a real chance to reach the pinnacle of true immortality and touch the threshold of the Dao.

Therefore, even with a severed hand, there is no doubt that Xu Qingshan can reach his level.

There are just many things I don't understand.

As for what is happening in those three thousand worlds at this moment.

He didn't care about losing his hand.

Or rather, subconsciously it still leans towards Chen Huangpi, and towards Yinjiao's heartfelt words.

“If I were Xu Qingshan, I would definitely keep my promise.”

Looking at the shattered worlds and the few things searching for something, the severed hand said calmly, "But next, I need to look into my junior brother's memories."

It had no intention of looking at the memories of the brass oil lamp before its death.

For some reason, it had an extreme aversion to brass oil lamps, and it regarded them as golden sky lamps.

It's like the flowers blown from a brass oil lamp in my memory.

It wouldn't believe a single word.

They would only think it's weird and fickle, and that it's done on purpose.

As it turned once more, that deathly gray, gilded wheel began to turn.

In the three thousand worlds.

Chen Huangpi immediately felt a strange force surging towards him.

This power can only be seen by his evil eye.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid."

Just then, the sound of a severed hand rang out: "I have no ill intentions towards you, so do not resist. I just want to see what I used to be like through your memories."

"Hahaha!"

Chen Huangpi laughed three times, cupped his hands and said, "If you want to see it, then go ahead and see it. We're family, so we don't need to stand on ceremony!"

In fact, he couldn't resist this power either.

I don't know how to resist.

The reason for the severed hand was merely to inform him.

But my senior brother really didn't mean me any harm.

The Five Emperors were different.

That eerie power enveloped Chen Huangpi.

It only takes a moment.

Something strange happened.

It's somewhat similar to what Chen Huangpi thought, yet also somewhat different.

Similarly, the sun and moon appeared on his chest, chasing each other, and five illusory forces corresponding to the five elements transformed into a millstone, firmly locking the sun and moon in place.

His true nature, everything about him.

Even his memories were never reflected in this three thousand worlds.

But something else was reflected in the light.

"Family member, is that you?"

The brass oil lamp pointed at the strange phenomenon appearing in the Three Thousand Worlds and exclaimed, "No, how can this thing be you! Aren't you sixteen years old already?!"

In that mirage-like strange phenomenon.

Something terrifying gradually emerged.

It was an extremely thin, rat-like dead infant.

The dead infant was curled up, its body covered in cracks. It wasn't scary at all; instead, it looked incredibly ferocious and eerie.

The stillborn infant had a crack between its eyebrows.

The crack parted slightly, and one could vaguely see withered, lifeless pupils.

In the dead infant's arms was something that looked just like the millstone that had appeared on Chen Huangpi's chest.

The millstone was turning.

Because endless power was flowing into that millstone.

That power encompassed Yin and Yang and the Five Elements, presenting a chaotic color.

Furthermore, this power was absorbed by the umbilical cord in the abdomen of the stillborn infant.

One end of the umbilical cord was connected to the stillborn infant, while the other end seemed to have vanished into the void, its whereabouts unknown.

Seeing this scene, Chen Huangpi felt a chill run down his spine.

The stillborn baby was indeed him.

Or rather, it reflects his current state.
Outsiders could not discern the true nature of this stillborn infant.

But Chen Huangpi knew very well that the power encompassing Yin and Yang and the Five Elements was clearly his own Six Yin Gods, as well as the Six Yang Gods that had not yet appeared, the black smoke, the Evil Eye, and the radiant light within his body.

The other two forces, however, are ethereal and elusive, and their specifics cannot be discerned.

"Junior brother, it turns out you and I are both dead."

The voice of the severed hand was somewhat moved: "It's just that you died even earlier than your brother. It must have been Master who cut off a sliver of life for you, allowing you to be born in this state."

"This is something that has never happened before in history."

"If you are resurrected and reborn, you will start as a true immortal."

"Senior brother, you will be resurrected too."

Chen Huangpi forced a smile and said, "Master is not the kind of person who is biased. He is willing to give all living beings a chance to survive. Once the changes in the world end, you will have the day of resurrection."

"resurrection……"

The man with the severed hand asked in confusion, "Will I still be me after being resurrected?"

"Yes, you are Xu Qingshan!"

Chen Huangpi's heart skipped a beat, and he called out, "Senior brother, could you help me see what that millstone I'm holding is?" The severed hand could still speak properly.

Then naturally we should ask what the situation is.

With its keen eyesight, it should be able to tell you the truth.

The severed hand said, "You are extraordinary. The three thousand worlds cannot reflect everything you have experienced. As for this millstone, it is quite strange, like your life-long treasure."

What it wants to reflect is not actually what happened in Chen Huangpi's memory.

Rather, it's the things his body has experienced.

Just like a stone that has been exposed to the wind and sun, the stone itself has no memory, but everything that the stone has experienced is real.

The eye in the severed palm gleamed with an unusual light.

“If you are successfully resurrected, I will no longer be able to discern the true nature of this innate treasure.”

The man with the severed hand explained, "But in its current state, it is clear that it has two sides: one that can destroy heaven and earth, and the other that can create all living beings. I can't recall anything about such a treasure."

Although it was very interested in this treasure.

However, it would not be greedy. Or rather, this severed hand inherently possessed the arrogance of the Great Emperor Donghua in his previous life, and it would not do something like stealing its junior brother's treasure.

Chen Huangpi understood.

The purpose of my birth is actually to settle scores with those who stole from me in the past.

This millstone also embodies the power of Yin and Yang and the Five Elements.

She herself was stillborn, not yet truly alive, yet her own power was constantly nurturing this precious treasure.

As for that power that could destroy heaven and earth.

Chen Huangpi felt that it should be the Yin-Yang God, plus the strange abilities of the five organ temples.

Those abilities are simply inexhaustible.

It is a power he was born with.

As for the power to create all living beings...

Chen Huangpi was somewhat confused. If it was two sides of the same coin, then where was the power of creation?

Could it be a corresponding deity in the temple of the five internal organs?

The Yin spirit has occupied the Yin Earth of the Yellow Springs.

Will the Yang God also have such things at that time?

Or is it that I'm overthinking things, and that I'll naturally have this power of creation once I'm resurrected and reborn?

However, the severed hand's words and attitude relieved Chen Huangpi.

"Senior brother, now that we have recognized each other as brothers, is there any need for this matter of the Three Thousand Worlds Reflection?"

Chen Huangpi said sincerely, "I'll take you back to the Ten Thousand Mountains later, and we'll go see our master."

However, the severed hand hesitated and said, "I can't see your past, but I still want to see those two disgusting things. Perhaps I can find out why my personality has changed so drastically."

The brass oil lamp felt a tremor in its heart.

Can this let it see?

Everyone who looked at it could see it.

“My family!!!”

"I have a solution!"

Chen Huangpi, quick-witted, suddenly spoke up: "Senior brother, I know why your temperament has changed so drastically and why you have started to cultivate diligently!"

The man with the severed hand asked, "Why?"

Chen Huangpi gritted his teeth and took out an Ascension Token from the Soul-Hooking Book.

There are three words on this ascension order.

Yi Qingzhou!
"Senior brother, look at the information recorded on this Ascension Token!"

Chen Huangpi said, "The Ascension Order knows all about those things. It's because there was a traitor who betrayed our Pure Immortal Temple. Yi Qingzhou and you were both killed by him!"

"But why you later appeared in the outside world and reached a level close to the Dao, I really don't know."

"Because I've been living in a daze at Jingxian Temple."

“My master has gone mad. No one takes care of me or teaches me how to live. When I go out into the outside world, I often embarrass myself and am called a mountain kid.”

"Senior brother, I'm suffering so much!"

"Yellow-skinned dad, aren't you lying to us?"

Silver Horn exclaimed in shock, "You have food and drink in the temple, and you even have a cheap lamp to play with. The abbot gives you whatever you want. Is this what you call living a hard life?"

"What kind of miserable life is it if my older brother and I are so hungry that we don't even have dirt to eat?!"

"..."

Chen Huangpi looked at Yinjiao in disbelief.

"Yellow-skinned dad, no need to say anything more, I'll shut it up right now!"

Golden Horn flew into a rage, immediately seizing control of the body and using one hand to firmly cover Silver Horn's mouth.

As for the severed hand...

There was no reaction from the severed hand.

It simply looked at Yi Qingzhou's Ascension Order with a complicated expression.

"This is something from the celestial realm."

The man with the severed hand said nostalgically, "When I saw this, I remembered some things. Only those who hold the Ascension Token can enter the Gate of Creation and ascend to the Immortal Realm without any obstacles."

"It seems that Master has connections with the Immortal Realm, and therefore knows the secret of creating this Ascension Token."

Having said that, he reached out and grabbed with his severed hand.

It didn't try to reflect it intentionally, because it was no longer necessary.

The moment I grasped this Ascension Token.

The owner of the Ascension Token, or rather Yi Qingzhou, had all the events that happened between obtaining the Ascension Token and losing it, and everything that happened to him came to mind.

Yi Qingzhou, its closest friend.

There was also the matter of creating gods in the Jingxian Temple.

And then there was Chen Daoxing's betrayal of the Pure Immortal Temple...

"The Divine Nail of the Primordial Ruins..."

The severed hand's voice suddenly became incredibly shrill, twisted with hatred as it cried out, "The Primordial Void Divine Nail! I remember this thing; it's what pierced my body!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

"The Divine Nail of the Great Void, Chen Daoxing!!!!"

The severed hand seemed to have fallen into some kind of madness.

It harbors a deep hatred for Chen Daoxing.

This hatred has been brewing for over ten thousand years.

Deeply ingrained, even though it can't remember its past life, even though it's completely dead, this severed hand still remembers this resentment.

That was a blood feud, a hatred that shattered the very foundation of one's path.

It prejudicially identifies itself as Xu Qingshan, a disciple of the Jingxian Temple.

Which disciple of Jingxian Temple doesn't hate Chen Daoxing?
"Kill him! I'm going to kill him!"

Blood welled in the severed hand's eyes, its aura raged wildly, and its consciousness descended into chaos and madness.

It is indeed something evil.

Even if they can communicate, their will remains insane.

If it hadn't held an absurdly high position in its previous life, second only to the Dao Lord, and if its physical body hadn't been subjected to the torment of the Taixu Divine Nail, it would have been completely insane from the moment it appeared.

It's impossible to speak nicely to Chen Huangpi.

It's evil and cannibalistic.

Seeing the severed hand, he went mad.

Chen Huangpi immediately sensed that the three thousand worlds under his control had come to a standstill.

That strange power no longer arises.

This is a good opportunity for him.

At this time, most of the three thousand worlds were also destroyed by Chen Huangpi.

He rode his golden horn and silver horn without stopping.

Soon, with a roar from Silver Horn, they stormed into the very core of the Three Thousand Worlds.

"Yellow-skinned father, it's Jianmu!!!"

"And those two bald monks!!!"

"Wait a minute, what is that future bald monk doing? Is it eating that past bald monk?"

This is an incredibly vast and empty world.

Only heaven and earth.

The rest of the flowers, trees, mountains, and rivers are gone.

An enormous, precious tree stands tall and majestic in this world.

This tree is the Bodhi tree of the Buddhist kingdom of China.

It was also transformed from the mother tree of Jianmu, the true Jianmu tree that reaches to the heavens.

The tree trunk looks as if it were cast in gold.

The leaves are lush and green, and every vein flows with golden light, as if it were their blood.

Countless Buddhist treasures were hanging from the treetops.

There are crystal pagodas, vajras, golden alms bowls, and swastika seals...

A myriad of things, what a beautiful Bodhi tree!

And under this Bodhi tree.

The future Buddha, now transformed into an evil being, is opening its blood-red maw, greedily chewing on the physical body of the past Buddha.

The luster of dried tangerine peel makes it transform into something sinister much faster.

Therefore, it was able to devour this past Buddha.

"Chen Huangpi, you've come at the perfect time."

The future Buddha's voice was cruel: "Even if I eat you, I can still merge the three bodies of Buddha into one."

"Then give it a try!"

Chen Huangpi's eyes turned slightly cold, and the enormous shadow of Yama immediately rose from the shadows behind him.

He is not afraid of this future Buddha.

If a fight really breaks out, it's uncertain who will live and who will die.

Moreover, the Shadow of Yama possesses the complete fruition of the Buddha in this life.

The future Buddha opened his blood-red maw and swallowed the remaining part of the past Buddha whole.

Then, its bluish-black belly began to writhe eerily like a vortex.

"Roar!!!!!"

The future Buddha let out a ferocious roar.

Its already enormous body was rapidly expanding.

The halo behind his head transformed into a jet-black halo.

Immediately afterwards, a Buddha head emerged from its abdomen.

"Since you can see the future, why don't you worship?"

A series of demonic sounds suddenly appeared.

An incredibly evil force instantly took hold of Chen Huangpi's heart.

Bang bang bang! ! ! !

That power, that sound, actually made him want to worship, and he even wanted to immediately shave his head and become a monk, to convert to Buddhism and never care about worldly affairs again.

"You heretics! Don't even think about trying to confuse my mind!"

Chen Huangpi pointed his sword and the Void-Piercing Divine Sword appeared instantly, along with the scabbard formed from Yi Qingzhou's Dao Fruit.

With a loud clang!
This is sheathing the sword!

Chen Huangpi gripped the Void-Piercing Divine Sword tightly, placing it at his waist as if to draw it.

The shadow of Yama behind him made the exact same pose with one leg and one arm.

What's even weirder is.

Although the shadow of Yama did not wield a sword, it held the demon-subduing pestle forged from the leg bone of a true immortal, using it as a substitute for a sword, and truly brewed a powerful and domineering sword intent.

The golden Buddhist power transformed into sword energy.

Chen Huangpi roared and drew his sword.

A pure white sword light stretched across the middle of this world.

At the same time, another golden sword aura followed closely behind.

The sword light and sword energy collided, but there was no conflict; instead, they blended perfectly into each other.

This sword strike truly possessed the power of a true immortal.

The future Buddha's eyes were ferocious, and the past Buddha's head on his abdomen had its cheeks puffed out, as if it were holding something back.

"Hey!!!"

The Buddha of the past always spoke the word "着".

As soon as the word was uttered, thousands of true Buddhas immediately came from the past to attack.

Those thousands of true Buddhas all had heads that looked like lions.

Chen Huangpi's earth-shattering sword strike, aided by the shadow of Yama, collided with the thousands of true Buddhas, instantly creating a monstrous wave in the world.

It is simply the three thousand worlds.

It cannot compare to the spatial stability of the real world.

The enormous explosion reverberated throughout the entire world.

The space around the ripples was filled with cracks, which flew around like shattered mirror.

"Golden Horn and Silver Horn!!!"

Chen Huangpi stepped onto the back of Jinjiao and Yinjiao.

The latter roared and charged at the Future Buddha with an exaggerated speed, ready to fight to the death.

The future Buddha grinned maliciously.

With a clap of his hands, a drum from the Bodhi tree fell into his hands.

This drum is filled with a terrifying aura.

Human skin was used to make the drumhead, and human bones were used to make the drum support.

The future Buddha slapped his large hand on the drumhead, creating countless golden ripples.

Those ripples were filled with destructive power.

It is not afraid of the speed of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn at all, so what if the power of time is canceled out by the coffin?

As long as I am still in this world.

Those countless ripples are like a net that cannot be avoided.

But at this moment.

The brass oil lamp suddenly let out a sinister laugh: "You bald monk! Try to use my invisibility technique!!"

Chen Huangpi had long ago poured all his vital energy into it without regard for his own life.

The ability to conceal oneself was unleashed.

The brass oil lamp instantly carried away the yellowish skin, and the golden and silver horns vanished into the void.

The myriad ripples couldn't even touch it.

The Future Buddha's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the strange drum and was about to throw it into the void to hunt it down.

However, the speed of the Golden Horn and Silver Horn was too fast.

Before the future Buddha could even make a move...

It had already passed through the future Buddha and crashed straight into the Bodhi tree.

"Fool, do you really think we're going to fight you head-on?"

The brass oil lamp laughed incessantly.

Chen Huangpi then pressed himself down onto the Bodhi tree.

Within his body, the power of the demonic tree surged.

Or rather, the demonic tree in the Kidney Temple suddenly opened its countless enormous eyes.

It sensed the presence of the Jianmu tree.

It also sensed a power that was infinitely higher than its own.

"Demon Tree! Force it to regenerate into a Jianmu tree!!"

Chen Huangpi's expression was cold and stern. The demonic tree within his body responded to his will, unleashing its power to nurture the growth of all things to the fullest extent.

Aquatic wood.

Wood is one of the five elements.

Its location corresponds to the East, which is the foundation of life.

Its color is green, lush and verdant, full of vitality.

The Jianmu tree originally possessed vitality, but it was taken away by the Buddha and transformed into the Bodhi Tree.

It is a treasure of Buddhism, made by pouring the blood of Buddha.

But now, the vitality within this Bodhi tree has burst forth.

The golden tree trunk burst forth with a dazzling brilliance of wood.

The blood of Buddha, which looked like golden liquid, was forcibly forced out of the tree trunk.

Even the veins in the leaves are like that.

The future Buddha was extremely angry. He made a fist with one hand and placed the other hand in a gesture of holding up a flower on the knuckles. This is the Buddha's mudra, called the fundamental mudra.

"All Buddhas return to one, the three bodies unite as one!!!!!!!!!"

"Buddha of this world, return quickly!"

The head of the Buddha of the past emitted black light.

The circular light spun wildly.

The head of the Shadow of Yama was shaking incessantly.

It was as if it wanted to detach itself from its body and merge with the three bodies of the past and future Buddhas.

In fact, they are already merging.

The physical bodies of the past Buddha and the future Buddha immediately decayed, turning into a puddle of mud that landed on the shadow of Yama.

Chen Huangpi was unwilling to let the shadow of Yama be tainted.

He grasped the Void-Piercing Divine Sword.

The shadow of Yama grasped the Vajra Pestle.

Although Chen Huangpi has not fully mastered Yi Qingzhou's family's secret technique of forging a life sword with the foundation of Dao, he has already made some progress and gained some insights in recent days.

"Kill him!!"

Chen Huangpi slashed out with his sword, and Yama's Shadow did the same.

The head was immediately severed.

And the weird thing is.

This time, the headless Yama's Shadow did not attempt to remove Chen Huangpi's head.

Even its aura didn't drop much.

"Three bodies united as one!"

"Namo Amitabha Buddha!!"

The Buddhas of the past and the Buddhas of the future are now considered evil, and so is the shadow of Yama.

It doesn't suit Chen Huangpi.

That would create an evil Buddha!
Or rather, the physical body of a mud Buddha!
"I've been waiting for you!!!!"

Lightning surged in Chen Huangpi's eyes. He suddenly pointed to his heart and roared, "Heart Temple! Open it for me!!!"

The already fully formed temple in the heart trembled slightly.

With a soft "ee-yah" sound.

It sounded as if the temple gates had been opened wide.

The outline of a colossal, heart-shaped temple appeared above Chen Huangpi's head.

A chaotic, dazzling light pulsated with a heartbeat.

A strange suction force instantly enveloped the body struggling to crawl out of the mud. (End of Chapter)