Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 483 Under the Bodhi Tree
Chen Mu left Pinggu and flew away to the cave where he was staying temporarily.

The three-inch sword in his hand kept spinning, and the sharp energy made him quite satisfied.

Magical weapons are precious, and flying swords are even rarer. According to his estimation, this magic weapon called the Silver Rainbow Sword must be worth at least six or seven hundred thousand spirit stones.

It's a pity that his swordsmanship is not his main means. Using this magic weapon to perform the sword-controlling technique of making rain and shocking waves always feels like a waste of talent.

Therefore, swordsmanship cannot be relied upon, and Chen Mu did not expect to pass the test with swordsmanship.

What he really relies on are the two innate magical powers in his golden elixir.

Whether it is Lingshu Qingyuan True Water or Five Elements Divine Thunder, they are enough to make him stand out from the crowd. Combining the two, he is even more confident. As long as he does not encounter an attack from a Yuanying Zhenren, he has the confidence to protect the Heavenly King Palace.

The only thing to worry about is that by then many forces in the entire Western Desert will come to snatch the Taoist inheritance, but there is only Master Shenxiu in Baoguang Temple. It is not known how many Yuanying Zhenren he will have to face. Can Master Shenxiu withstand it?

He pondered for a long time and concluded that Master Shenxiu must have a backup plan, but it was just not convenient for him to tell him directly.

Otherwise, how could he be so confident?

He shook his head and regained his composure, then flew away and soon returned to the cave.

"According to the Taoist tradition, there are still three months left before it appears in the world. I must make good use of it..."

Chen Mu frowned slightly, took out the soul flag with his backhand, and released the ghosts of Yaksha, demon and others.

Once revealed, the Yakshas became extremely uncomfortable, glaring at the depths of the sacred mountain with bared teeth. It looked as if they wanted to pounce but didn't dare...

"I've been stuck at the peak of the second level for a long time. I don't know if I can take this opportunity to advance successfully."

He muttered something, then took out the Buddhist seal given to him by Chikong, performed it according to the spell in it, and shot out a spiritual light shield towards the front.

The ghosts such as Yaksha were motionless and were instantly wrapped in spiritual light. After a slight flash, they followed the spiritual light and escaped from the sacred mountain and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Not long after, under his perception, Yaksha and other ghosts appeared in the wasteland of ten thousand souls, and were extremely excitedly chasing after those ownerless ghosts and devouring them...

Chen Mu pursed his lips and smiled, no longer distracted by watching over it. With a subtle movement of his mind, the brocade box containing silver berries suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I wonder how much of this spiritual fruit, which can increase your cultivation level by sixty years, I can absorb..."

He pointed with a single finger, and the silver berries broke out of the box and fell into his mouth. He took a light bite, and the juice flowed out, sweet and refreshing. The rich spiritual energy immediately rushed into the golden pill like a small river, flashing a faint silver light.

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In the blink of an eye, two months passed. In a temple a million miles away from Baoguang Temple, a bright moon hung in the night sky, and its clear light flowed towards a lush Bodhi tree below.

There were several cushions under the tree, arranged in pairs and divided into four directions. Four people were already sitting on them.

Sitting in the north was an old monk with a long beard, a kind face, and a golden and red cassock. He was calm and composed, meditating and regulating his breathing.

Sitting opposite him was a middle-aged monk with a square face and stern eyes, holding a Tianlong Zen staff. He looked very majestic and had a unique aura.

There was also a monk in each of the east and west directions. The one in the east was a shirtless man with his cassock tied diagonally, revealing his strong body like a wolf and a tiger. Compared with the previous two monks, his temperament was hardly that of a monk.

As for the person in the west, she was different from anyone else here. Her chest was bulging, and she was actually a woman, a nun...

The four of them seemed to have been sitting there for a long time. The middle-aged monk frowned slightly and said, "Brother Kongzhi, let me say this, but your Junior Brother Kongjie is so arrogant that he made the three of us wait for him for so long."

The old monk slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Masters, please be patient. Junior Brother Kongjie has consumed his essence and has already calculated the location of the True Buddha's descent. I will share this information with you later." The middle-aged monk frowned upon hearing this, but he didn't have many taboos. He said, "We are all rivals. How could your Leiyin Temple be so kind?"

The shirtless man also snorted and said loudly, "Are you deliberately spreading false information to waste our energy?"

Facing the two's questioning, the old monk smiled faintly and did not argue. However, the nun could not bear to see this and spoke to ease the situation, saying, "You two know who Master Kongzhi is. How could you easily deceive us with such words? Just wait."

As soon as she finished speaking, a voice echoed from the horizon, saying, "Master Anci is right. Even if you two don't believe me, don't you believe in my Senior Brother Si Kongzhi?"

Following these words, Monk Kongjie, dressed in a dark black robe, came over on a cloud. He landed at the foot of the Bodhi tree and bowed, saying, "Excuse me for keeping you two waiting."

The Tianlong monk and the shirtless man who had just spoken also stood up to return the greeting.

Master Anci saw that although he had a smile on his face, his spirit was uneasy and his face was pale, which showed that he had lost his original essence. She immediately confirmed what Kongzhi had just said.

"Kong Jie, have you really wasted your essence to calculate the place where the Daoist lineage was born?"

Kong Jie nodded, and after sitting down with the others, he sighed and said, "The place where the True Buddha's lineage descended this time is...above the Wasteland of Ten Thousand Souls..."

"Wasteland of Ten Thousand Souls!"

An Ci and the other two's eyelids jumped, and they asked, "It's actually here?"

No wonder the Great Leiyin Temple was so kind as to share the calculated location. It turns out it is right here...

The younger generation may not know the reason behind it, but they know it very well.

Master Shenxiu, who established a Buddhist temple in the Wilderness of Ten Thousand Souls, was originally a disciple of the Great Leiyin Temple.

Moreover, his status is not low. The current abbot of the temple, Master Kongzhi, even calls him "Uncle Master"...

Suddenly, the shirtless man frowned, thinking of a possibility. He said, "Master Shenxiu established a Buddhist temple in the wasteland of ten thousand souls. Could it be that he had already predicted that the true Buddha would be born there?"

If that's the case, then their chances are greatly reduced...

Master Anci remained quite calm, shaking her head and saying, "Impossible. For thousands of years, it's not like no one has tried to calculate it, but until now, at most, they've only been able to figure out the exact location a few years in advance.

And how could it be calculated that Baoguang Temple was built several decades ago?"

After hearing this, everyone thought about it and agreed. If it had happened more than ten years earlier, they could still say that it was Master Shenxiu's genius, but to happen several decades or even a hundred years earlier, this was no longer something a cultivator could do.

Monk Tianlong sighed and said, "If that's the case, Master Shenxiu is truly lucky. He happened to establish a Buddhist temple in the Ten Thousand Souls Wasteland, which saved him a lot of effort."

The shirtless man also responded, "Master Shenxiu has a profound realm. A hundred years ago, he was already a late Nascent Soul cultivator. Now he has the advantage of the terrain. If we want to seize the inheritance from him, it will not be that easy..."

Upon hearing this, Kong Jie shook his head and sighed, "Master Shenxiu is incredibly talented. If he hadn't left the mountain, the True Buddha lineage would have definitely fallen into the hands of our Great Leiyin Temple."

After these words were spoken, the mood of the big man and others improved a little. Kong Jie was right. Compared with having no chance at all, it was already very good that they still had a chance at this time.

Kong Zhi frowned slightly, and said with some displeasure: "Junior Brother Kong Jie, the name Shen Xiu has long been removed from the ancestral hall. How can you still call him uncle? Don't say it again in the future..."

Upon hearing this, Kong Jie sighed deeply again and nodded, "Brother, you're right. I'll take note of that."

(End of this chapter)