Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 371 Who Can Kill Me?
Southern Xinjiang, beneath layers of clouds.

In the military camp, Wu Tai'an, the Prince of Zhennan, closed his eyes, recalling the last scene he saw: "It seems that the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect has some extraordinary treasure."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but have the idea of ​​using his naturally blue eyes to observe carefully. However, after thinking it over, he gave up this tempting idea. It wasn't that he couldn't see through the protective formation of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, but rather that it would be difficult to see through it without alerting the people inside the formation.

"That's all."

Wu Tai'an quickly collected his thoughts. If he were in the Dao Court territory, given his domineering nature, he would naturally not care about anything else and would satisfy his curiosity first.

However, this place is in southern Xinjiang.

The Ten Thousand Poisons Sect is not a threat, but Lü Yang is, after all, a True Person of the Sword Pavilion and a disciple of the Demon-Slaying True Person. There's no need to create unnecessary trouble over such a trivial matter.

After all, he came to southern Xinjiang for something more important.

The next second, Wu Tai'an turned around and walked back into the military tent, dismissed his men and women, and then took out an ancient and square prayer wheel from his bosom.

"Click-clack"

Wu Tai'an channeled his magical power and slowly turned the prayer wheel. It looked like an ordinary object, but it required a great deal of his magical power to turn.

As the prayer wheel slowly turns, with each turn, a ray of Buddhist light emerges from the scriptures within. At first, it is just a spark, but it quickly turns into a bright fire. In the firelight, the silhouette of a monk gradually appears, his hands clasped together, smiling and looking at him.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Wu is finally willing to see me.”

The monk smiled slightly, exuding a strange aura. He looked dignified and composed, yet his demeanor was inexplicably timid.

Two conflicting styles were perfectly blended in him.

"Guangming."

Wu Tai'an said calmly, "At first, he was just an ordinary novice disciple of the Pure Land, not even a real person, but his personality changed drastically overnight."

"On that day, [True Lord Chaozhen Taixu] ushered in a great era for the world."

"All the Bodhisattvas have gone into hiding, but one Dharma form fell from the [Heaven of Freedom] to the human world, and without bias, it landed on you, making you a disciple of the Buddha."

Wu Tai'an directly recounted how Guangming became a Buddhist disciple, clearly having investigated it countless times in secret. However, no matter how many times one reads this story, it always seems absurd. Does he really believe that a pie will fall from the sky? That such a stroke of luck will just happen to fall into your lap? Does he think all the Arhats are dead?

Therefore, he now has only one question in his mind:
"May I ask if it is the Venerable One in person?"

Wu Tai'an bowed his head deeply. All the True Lords had gone into hiding, so who could be an exception? Naturally, it was the Nascent Soul Dao Master! Moreover, the World Honored One of the Pure Land had a history of such behavior.

However, Guangming just smiled when Wu Tai'an asked him a question.

He recalled his experience that day. When that Dharma image descended, he ran everywhere, but in the end, he ran right into it.

He still can't accurately describe how he felt afterward. It's not that he hadn't been possessed by an Arhat before; this was a privilege reserved for those who practiced Buddhism in the Pure Land. But the possession was very clear, and as the original owner of the body, he felt it very deeply. He would subconsciously feel a sense of rejection.

But that time was different.

That time, when the Dharma image merged with him, he showed no resistance, only saying, "Alas! I never imagined that I was an incarnation of the World-Honored One!"

Then there is no more.

His consciousness remained unchanged, his memories remained unchanged, and his personality remained unchanged. Therefore, he could only smile when faced with Wu Tai'an's questions.

Because he didn't know either.

'Am I Guangming? Am I the World-Honored One?'

None of these things matter. What matters is that the [Supreme Intent Dharani Heaven Manifests Worldly Forms] has now fallen upon him, and he has an innate mission.

“Amitabha, Benefactor Wu, you are attached to appearances.”

Guangming smiled and lowered his head, looking at Wu Tai'an: "You took my prayer wheel because of our karmic connection. Now that I am born, I will have four disciples who will follow me westward to seek gold."

"These four disciples each have their own backgrounds."

"【The Dharani of the Supreme Intent Manifests the Worldly Manifestation】The karmic conditions have been established. One person from each of the Jiangdong, Jiangbei, Jiangnan, and overseas regions can attain the supreme Bodhi fruit."

“You are one of them.”

Guangming's words made Wu Tai'an's body tremble slightly. With his cultivation level, he couldn't control his physical body, which showed how intense his emotional fluctuations were.

'World Honored One, it truly is the World Honored One before my very eyes! The manifestation of the world by the Dharani of Supreme Intent is exactly the same as the past manifestation of the Great Compassionate Dharani observing the world! This is clearly the World Honored One establishing a karmic connection, inviting me to become his disciple. If I accept this karmic connection, he will grant me a supreme golden position in the future!'

"Disciple has met Master!"

Even though Guangming was barely a fraction of his age, Wu Tai'an didn't hesitate for a moment, immediately kneeling down and kowtowing three times. In the Dao Court, this was a common practice.

At the same time, boundless confidence arose in his heart. The World-Honored One himself promised me! Granted me the golden throne! Isn't my pursuit of the gold throne a sure thing?
"good."

Seeing Wu Tai'an readily kowtow, Guangming smiled and nodded, then tilted his ear slightly as if listening to something before speaking again:
"Indeed, it is the workings of fate."

"There's no time like the present. Besides Benefactor Wu, there's another benefactor who has a master-disciple relationship with me today. Let's meet them together."

Upon hearing this, Wu Tai'an immediately frowned.

'Is there anyone else? Who?'

As a Daoist cultivator, palace intrigue was already an instinct ingrained in Wu Tai'an's bones. Before Guangming finished speaking, he subconsciously felt hostility.

Could it be that...?

Wu Tai'an pondered to himself, "The World Honored One would not naturally seek out rogue cultivators to take on disciples. If he were to do so, he would definitely look among the four major powers. And who else in the Southern Frontier could it be but him?"
'That Sword Pavilion Master?'

This guess became even more certain after Guangming looked in the direction of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, but Wu Tai'an just couldn't understand: what made that Sword Pavilion Master so special?
It's not even at the peak of Foundation Establishment!

Why did the Buddha value him?
"hiss!"

For some reason, even though he had just killed Oborozuki and should have been feeling triumphant, Lü Yang suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

'what happened? ’

Lu Yang raised his head, a bad premonition rising in his heart, along with a sense of urgency: 'The longer I wait, the more things might go wrong. I should finish this as soon as possible and settle my main body.'

Thinking of this, Lü Yang immediately cast the spell "Imperial Edict to Move Mountains and Correct the Law".

Under the blessing of this magic, the mountain gate of the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect suddenly cracked open, revealing the mountain's interior, where a natural cave came into view.

Inside the cave was a pool of liquid.

The intense moonlight fell into the pool. Although Lü Yang had already emptied the pool of Emperor's Essence that had been accumulated, it was only a matter of time before it could be replenished.

The next second, Lü Yang's consciousness returned to his body, and he strode into the pool. Instantly, an unprecedented feeling of harmony with heaven and earth surged into his heart, as if an infant had returned to the womb. A melodious murmur rang in his ears, as if explaining the great principles of heaven and earth to him.

"Okay, okay!"

Lu Yang's face lit up with joy: "As long as I stay in this Moon Worship Pool, the nurturing time of the immortal spirit is not a problem at all. I will be able to achieve perfection in thirty years at the latest!"

Foundation Establishment Perfection: The highest level of existence below True Monarch.

Who will be able to kill me then?!

Thinking about this, Lü Yang suddenly felt a little sleepy.

Since he was able to replace sleep with meditation, Lü Yang had never slept. After nine lifetimes of cultivation, this was the first time he had ever felt sleepy.

Why don't you take a nap?

There's no rush. With my clone keeping watch outside, I can just take a nap. When I wake up, the world will take care of everything.
".Um?"

Boom! ! !

Like a thunderclap, Lü Yang's mind struggled to rise from its drowsiness, and his eyelids, which were about to close, were forced open a crack in the darkness.

'No! Something's not right!'

'But...when did things start going wrong?'

Why didn’t I notice?

In an instant, a jumble of thoughts appeared and disappeared in Lü Yang's mind, finally coalescing into a clear and definite command:

'【Tribulation Wave】!'

help me!

　Going to sleep now. I'll write an update tomorrow morning and finish this storyline in one go.

　　This life has only just begun here.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)