Being a talent in the Chusheng Demon Sect

Chapter 418 Returning to the Holy Sect

Overseas, the waves rise and fall, like a thousand mountains.

"it is finally over"

As the clone of the Buddha Guangming shattered, the [Buddhist Kingdom on Earth] dimmed, and Hongju and Xiangye in the distance finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much more relaxed.

After all, the pressure from the Buddha Guangming was too strong. It wasn't just because of the background of the Pure Land Buddha, but also because his own strength was terrifying. There was probably only one person in the world who could defeat him. Therefore, even though the other party had no interest in them, they still felt like they were being pricked by thorns.

Hongju, in particular, let out a deep breath of stale air.

Xiang Ye is one thing, he cultivated his blessed land early on. Although he hasn't refined the gold element yet, he still has the confidence to compete with Guangming Buddhist disciple.

But he was different.

His life was entirely dependent on the metal element of Hongyun, and he was already doomed. He himself had neither metal element nor the ability to create any blessed land.

Therefore, at the peak of Foundation Establishment, he was a blank slate. He might be slightly better than Tianqiu with his profound magical techniques, but only slightly. Putting aside everything else, if he were the one who just fought Guangming Buddhist, he would probably be seriously injured and have to flee in a sorry state.

"Let's go, we'll go see that Fellow Daoist Lü."

Xiang Ye took a deep breath, but no longer put on airs. As he was moving forward, a loud murmur of rushing water suddenly rang out between heaven and earth.

"Boom!"

The source of the sound was none other than Lü Yang, who sat upright in the sky, his entire body enveloped in the myriad lights created by the [Xuandu Blessed Land].

He was injured too.

Xiang Ye was somewhat surprised and uncertain, thinking to himself:
'No, it's only right that he's injured; he's the Buddha's disciple. Even if it's just an avatar, to kill him without getting hurt is more likely to be the one to subdue the demon.'

This speculation is inaccurate. Lü Yang was indeed unharmed, but not because of his strength. Rather, it was because he had used a trick: he used the [Jade Tablet of Separation and Union] obtained from the Dragon Palace Treasury to withstand the attack from the Buddhist disciple Guangming. At this moment, he was trying to neutralize the Buddhist light and magic power within the [Jade Tablet of Separation and Union].

'Buddhist disciple, you do have some skills.'

Lu Yang sat cross-legged, his hands cupping lotus petals, and poured his magical power into the [Separation and Union Jade Tablet], only to find that it was like a drop in the ocean.

He vaguely saw what appeared to be a giant hand.

The palm print was full, with rounded fingers, exuding a sense of "perfection" like pearls and jade. In a daze, Lü Yang could even hear the sound of chanting coming from it.

Upon seeing this, Lü Yang couldn't help but narrow his eyes:

'If that palm strike had landed squarely on me, I would have been severely injured, if not killed. The result wouldn't have been a resounding victory, but rather a mutual destruction.'

Thinking of this, Lü Yang's eyes brightened slightly:
'Once I've mastered this palm technique, I can store it in the [Separation and Union Jade Tablet], and then unleash it to attack the enemy when necessary.'

With the way of the people, also treat the body of the people!

This is also the wonderful use of the [Separation and Union Jade Tablet]. Otherwise, if it were just a simple substitute for a calamity, it wouldn't be qualified to be stored in the Dragon Palace's treasury.

Lü Yang was still pondering.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows slightly and saw two streaks of light descending from a distance. Respectfully, they did not approach, but instead bowed to him from a short distance away.
"The First Saint Sect Enjoys the Glory".

"The First Sage Zong Hongju".

"I've met fellow Taoist!"

The two bowed at the same time, which made Suo Huan behind Lü Yang look complicated and speechless. They were both cultivators from outer space, so why was there such a big difference in their treatment?
He had been overseas for hundreds of years, and was basically always called a wandering cultivator from beyond the heavens. No one had ever called him a fellow Daoist. The four major powers had treated him like trash. But as soon as Lü Yang arrived, before he had even had a day, a True Person from the First Saint Sect had already taken the initiative to come to him and address him as a fellow Daoist.

"I met two fellow Taoists."

Lu Yang didn't put on airs and stood up to return the greeting, but he glanced at Xiang Ye with slight surprise, whose appearance and age were completely different from what he remembered.

I'm getting old.

Lu Yang remembered Xiang Ye as a young Taoist priest, but now Xiang Ye had become a kind-faced old man with white hair and a youthful face.

Why is there a lack of vitality?

Seemingly noticing the doubt in Lü Yang's eyes, Xiang Ye smiled and said, "I apologize for the spectacle, fellow Daoist. I also had a great battle with that person from the Pure Land before. It's just some aftereffects."

Xiang Ye spoke lightly, but Lu Yang, observing with his [Exquisite Heart], knew that he probably only had thirty years left to live in this life, and his time was drawing near.

The next second, Xiang Ye didn't beat around the bush and said directly:
"Fellow Daoist, may I ask which True Person of my Holy Sect you are the reincarnation of?"

Lu Yang: “.”

Who are you insulting, Holy Ancestor?!
“Fellow Daoist, you misunderstand.” Lü Yang smiled slightly and said, “I am a cultivator from beyond the heavens, and I have no relation to the Holy Sect you speak of.”

"really?"

I do not believe!
Xiang Ye squinted at Lü Yang, who calmly met his gaze. After a moment of silence, Xiang Ye broke the stillness.
"Since you are unwilling to speak, then so be it. However, you have now offended that person from the Pure Land to the point of no return. If you continue to wander overseas, you will likely face many dangers. Why not come and visit my Holy Sect? To be honest, I am also someone who has been inspired to practice Buddhism by that person from the Pure Land."

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

Lu Yang did not refuse Xiang Ye's invitation, after all, he had already swept away the overseas markets and had a clone in the Sword Pavilion.

He has no connections in the Taoist temple, and he can't go to the Pure Land.

After much deliberation, returning to the Holy Sect is naturally the most cost-effective option.

But then again.

“Fellow Daoist, there’s no need to worry about the threat from that one in the Pure Land for the time being.” Lü Yang said calmly, “He should be unable to come out again for about a year.”

Pure Land, a precious temple where the mind of enlightenment arises.

Its original name was Fulong Temple.

However, since the birth of the Buddhist monk Guangming in this place, the temple has been renamed and its size has grown day by day, with countless monks.

However, at this moment, the crowd inside Shengyi Shengming Temple was indignant. They looked at the majestic Buddha statue in the main hall of the temple with anger, fear, or horror. They saw that the Buddha's light, which was originally perfect and flawless, had collapsed in one corner and scattered some of its divine power out of thin air!

"How could this be? How could this be!"

Upon seeing this, a monk's chest heaved, and he could barely control his body, sweating profusely. He only calmed down a little when the novice under the Buddha statue opened his eyes.

"Buddha's disciple!"

Upon seeing this, the monk almost screamed, and the previously panicked monks quickly calmed down, revealing a look of composure.

Those who die in overseas battles are ultimately just clones.

Now that the Buddha's true form has awakened and emerged from seclusion, he will immediately charge forward. Who can stop him?
Under the expectant gazes of everyone, the Buddhist disciple Guangming did not delay and said directly, "I will be in seclusion for a year. From today onwards, all Pure Land practitioners will follow me into seclusion."

"what?"

The monks were stunned.

Are you just going to accept it like that? Your clone was destroyed, aren't you going to get revenge?

For a moment, several of the more astute monks unconsciously held their breath, and recalling the changes on the Buddha statue, speculation began to form in their minds:

Could it be that the Buddhist disciple lost more than just his avatars?

But he was just a rogue cultivator from outer space.

How did you do it?
Guangming Buddhist disciple ignored the changing expressions of the others, closed his eyes again, looked inward, and then fell into deep thought.

'What a clever way to take lives.'

Not only did the person in the past die, but their life was also inexplicably stripped away, and it will take at least a year to recover.

Thinking of this, Guangming Buddhist monk frowned slightly.

'We have no leads on that immortal spirit either. If things continue like this, gathering the four disciples will likely be a long way off. It seems we have no choice but to find another way.'

(End of this chapter)