New concept of the mysterious way to ascend to immortality

Chapter 51 Shadow Storage, Fojia Saves the World

Released from his Tiger Demon form, the 1.89m-tall Yuan Zhu, dressed in a jet-black racing suit, stepped back onto the stone path. The malevolent aura of a tiger still lingered.

Looking up at the sky, the stars shone brightly. He locked the throat of a golden Buddha with his right hand, half-dragging it along the ground. He looked ferocious and domineering, as if he was holding a one-legged golden figure and ready to fight someone.

As he took a step forward, the sleeve wrapped around his right arm began to squirm restlessly, splitting into pitch-black threads that spread and crawled across the surface of the clothes, all the way down, climbing along the glove and clinging to the golden statue of the Bodhisattva, gathering more and more.

They first intertwined into strands, using brute force to bend the Bodhisattva's eight arms, either raised or lifted, tightly against the body, making it stand at attention! Then, like plastic wrap, they stretched out, wrapping the Bodhisattva layer by layer until it became a black cylinder with a vague outline.

The elf came online simultaneously: "Boss, maybe I can add a portable space for your human form?"

Yuan Zhu paused, his tone full of distrust: "Do you have this ability?"

"I don't, but you do. The principle is simple. Use the shadow manipulation ability of your uniform to stuff the Buddha statue, which has been packed with 'shadow threads', into your shadow for temporary storage. The spatial rules of this bubble world are simple, and the pores in the shadows are easy to exploit. You can easily stuff the package into the interlayer of the shadow and move it with you. But your flesh body will need to bear this weight."

Using the shadow to store items, bearing the weight of the Bodhisattva statue with his flesh, but freeing his hands and feet, like an invisible yet tangible backpack, was an improvement. At least it didn't affect his combat performance, and he didn't have to carry it behind him to get in the way.

He then asked, "Can this technology be applied in the real world? Storage space, that's every time traveler's dream."

"I haven't tried it, but it's probably impossible. Furthermore, shadow storage isn't as secure and respectable as imagined. To ordinary people, it might be an unfathomable spatial ability. But to those who can observe shadows, shadow storage is like a homeless person carrying a net bag on the street. Behind this seemingly glamorous appearance, they're actually carrying their shadows in a net bag. Their true intentions are easily seen through, and they can even steal or plunder from within the shadows. It's neither confidential nor secure."

Yuan Zhu imagined himself carrying a shadowy net bag, thought invisible to others, filled with instant noodles, snacks, toys, trophies, and weapons. Clearly exposed, he stood there with a nonchalant air, ready to fight his enemy to the death. He felt strangely ashamed.

No, it's too graphic.

"Can't this crappy ability be improved?"

The elf argued confidently, "I'm carrying the net bag by force of my own strength. What's there to be ashamed of? Aren't those storage bags and mustard seed secrets in the Immortal Cultivation Universe all based on similar principles, tricks to fool mortals? Besides, I don't think your teammates are capable of seeing through the boss yet, so you can just put on a show in front of them."

Ignoring the elf's instigation, Yuan Zhu tried to stuff the wrapped Buddha into the shadow under his feet. As the power of the shadow spread under his feet, his shadow rippled and was pressed in little by little.

When the Bodhisattva statue vanished, his body suddenly sank, an invisible pressure enveloping him, exerting a comprehensive, all-encompassing influence. However, the pressure on the ground beneath his feet remained unchanged. This heavy burden was limited to his own flesh, without interfering with the outside world. But it seemed possible to channel this pressure through 'shadow manipulation'?
"Hmm? Maybe it can be used as a form of fitness."

Elf: "When you become stronger, this pressure will gradually disappear, and you can adjust the amplification yourself."

boom!
He suddenly bent his knees and half-crouched, then punched the ground hard, causing the stone slab to crack into spider-web-like patterns.

With this punch, Yuan Zhu only mobilized a small amount of the shadow power in his uniform, mainly to enhance his defense and protect his finger joints. More importantly, he manipulated the shadows, channeling the pressure transmitted by the Bodhisattva statue into his arms and outputting it all at once. The effect seemed quite good.

"This punch is powered by 100kg of golden Dharma! How can you defend against it?"

"Golden Bodhisattva Fist! You can utilize the pressure of the shadows so flexibly, just like a homeless person swinging a net bag filled with bricks to hit passersby, turning burden into strength! Boss, your imagination in the shadows is truly unbridled and flexible, a peerless genius!"

"Shut up!" It was so embarrassing that I even imagined the scene.

Yuan Zhu stomped the ground angrily, using his uniform and the Golden Bodhisattva's shadow to conduct, causing the hard stone slabs to crack and dent. Immediately afterwards, the crack spread further and further, extending for dozens of meters without stopping, but instead intensifying, shaking the ground of the entire street and cracking it. Then, endless houses collapsed, and the sky collapsed and the earth sank...

"Wow, boss is incredible! Boss is awesome! This is the real Golden Buddha Kick..."

Yuan Zhu looked up in shock and cursed inwardly, "Fuck! Stop praising me, this really wasn't me."

In the distance, toward the square where the Buddhist ceremony was being held, a single, towering green vine loomed. Pulled by the endless starlight, its frail trunk swayed precariously, its starlight illuminating the veins within. Defying science and gravity, it rose from the ground, swaying left and right yet perpetually growing upward, seemingly poised to pierce the clouds and the heavens. "...Buddha... Qie...!"

As the towering vines surged toward the starry sky, a grand, deep, and solemn hum echoed from the skies above Yefo Kingdom. Under the starlight, in front of the vines, a giant figure woven from countless starlight vines also rose from the ground.

Compared to the sky-high glowing vines, it was much shorter, only a dozen stories high. But compared to the common one- or two-story houses in Naye City, it was still a towering giant, a true Buddha descended to the world.

Yuan Zhu dodged the cracks in the ground, and black threads shot out from the cuffs of his uniform, clinging to the nearby wall. Using the reaction force of the contraction and pull, he leaped high like Spider-Man, landing on the low wall. With a few leaps and bounds, he easily scaled a two-story building and stood on the roof, gazing into the distance. "Wood Release. True Thousand Hands. Buddha on the Top?!"

“No, it’s Tomato Buddha!”

Countless starlight vines rose from the ground, like blood vessels, like flesh, interwoven into half a calf, forming the skeleton and nerves. They continued to connect and combine upwards, weaving a torso, arms, and ultimately a giant Buddha head, the shape of a scarlet fruit. Although the facial features were human, the Buddha's fleshy buns on the head were clearly magnified "blood-red Buddha cocoons."

boom!
The giant Buddha clasped his hands together and murmured, "Namo Duo Wen Xing Chen Buddha!"

The original head of flesh and blood petals disappeared, giving rise to a 'blood-colored Buddha head' that looked indistinguishable from a human. The body, originally composed of vines, also quickly merged into one, transforming into the skin color and flesh of a normal human.

However, vermilion gemstones were embedded in important joints and areas such as the shoulders, knees, elbows, and chest. Upon closer inspection, they were clearly giant Buddha nightshades with human faces.

They all have a smile on their face, and their expressions are peaceful and not creepy, making Buddha look a bit like Ultraman transformed.

"Boss, this version of Duowen Buddha looks much better. He has a dignified appearance and looks like a real human. Aside from that blood-colored cocoon bun that looks a bit sinister, the overall score is 80. It's even more respectable than the golden Buddha we found!"

Through Yuan Zhu's perspective, the elf saw this version of the 'Giant Buddha' clearly. It was much stronger than the previous bizarre style, like the villain of the Kingdom of Light.

"Buddha, have mercy on me! I am guilty! I shouldn't have allowed my selfish desires to corrupt the Naye Buddhist Kingdom. My desire to unite all sentient beings and become a Buddha nearly led me down the path of evil. Now, Duowen Buddha Jia has repented and returned to the right path. I am willing to sacrifice my life to mend the gaps in heaven and the earth. I will block the path of the demons from outer space, suppress the scourge of the underworld, and restore order to the human world. May humanity and the Jia people live in harmony, and may Buddhism flourish forever. [Starry Law Network], open!"

At this moment, the enormous blood-red cassock also expanded infinitely in the air. The huge folds of the cloth outlined the texture of the skin, and finally transformed into a huge, ferocious old monk's ghost face, blocking the descending starlight: "You dog thief, you are talking nonsense!"

"Namo Arugadi Zun! Donor Longyin, Abbot Duowen has passed away. I am the fusion of the consciousness of the Xingchenjia clan, influenced by the Dharma and inheriting their flesh and blood. I am [Duowen Xingchen Buddha Jia]! This life is not to become a Buddha, but to protect the happiness and safety of all beings in Naye City."

"You bastard, you're up to something new again? Wahahahaha, I want you dead!"

The blood-stained cassock obscured the starlight, emitting mournful howls as hundreds of smaller cassock ghosts flew across the sky. Finally, they all pounced on the more than ten-story-tall Duowen Buddha, enveloping it tightly.

Abbot Longyin opened his huge bloody mouth and began to chew on the flesh of the Buddha. Countless blood-red tomato juices sprayed from the sky. The Buddha was covered in blood, but his face was calm and indifferent.

"Donor Longyin, why don't you convert quickly?"

The giant Buddha Qie ignored the pain and opened his arms wide, embracing the bloody robe that was frantically biting at his body. He didn't resist or attack, but tore at the bloody robe from his chest again and again, stuffing it into the wound on his chest.

The giant hand pierced deeply into his chest, and tomato juice and blood gushed out continuously. Like a rushing waterfall, it dyed the blood robe dark red and sprayed onto the ground, nourishing the soil and growing more tomato vines.

Abbot Longyin protested with all kinds of curses, but was held tightly by the giant Buddha, who suppressed him with a sky full of stars. He stuffed the "blood robe" into the wound on his chest bit by bit, with a suicidal sealing attitude of risking his life.

After a while, the 'blood cassock' stained with the Buddha's blood in tomato sauce became increasingly sluggish, its resistance becoming weaker and weaker, and was eventually stuffed completely into the chest by the Buddha's blood in tomato sauce, forming a huge bulge, as if it had been carrying a baby in the chest for ten months, revealing an unwilling 'dragon sound ghost face', which was sealed and suppressed in the body.

(End of this chapter)