The Eastern Emperor of all Heavens did not wish to become a Buddha.

Chapter 25 Little Jade Buddha

At this point, some of the doubts in the heart of the Martian Holy Body were also resolved.

He looked at his palm, felt his current state, and smiled slightly: "I really didn't expect that you, young friend, would have such an extraordinary background. In this case, perhaps it is true, as you said, that the laws of this world are different from those of my universe, which is why I can remain clear-headed for so long."

Upon hearing the words of the Martian Holy Body, Zhong Xu's eyes lit up, and a look of joy appeared on his face: "Congratulations, Senior!"

In that case, wouldn't he essentially have a personal assistant, like a grandfather figure, who would allow him to consult with him on various cultivation techniques at any time?

It should be noted that this is the divine thought of a fully accomplished holy body. Although it no longer possesses the strength of its prime, its memories and understanding of the Great Dao are still intact.

The various techniques, scriptures, supernatural powers, and cultivation experience possessed by the other party can be considered a great treasure for Zhong Xu at present.

"hehe."

The Martian Saint Body chuckled and waved his hand: "I must thank you, young friend. If it weren't for you, I would probably still be a malevolent thought controlled by obsession, and I would not be able to get rid of my obsession and have the opportunity to exist in this world."

At this point, he glanced at Zhong Xu, a knowing look in his eyes, and smiled slightly: "If you encounter any problems in your cultivation, you are welcome to come to me at any time. Although I am no longer strong, I still have the memories of my past cultivation, and I should be able to answer your questions."

As an ancient monster who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he is not a reckless fool who knows nothing. He simply doesn't need to use his wisdom; he can achieve his goals by relying on his strength.

Now that everything he has depends on this young friend, he naturally understands the principle of reciprocating kindness.

In fact, the Martian Holy Body was not afraid of this divine thought dissipating, after all, he had already passed away long ago and did not care much about his own life and death.

Now that he has witnessed the true lineage of immortals, learned of the existence of immortals, and even arrived in a new world beyond the universe, he naturally wants to see it for himself and satisfy some of his curiosity.

"Thank you, senior."

Zhong Xu quickly bowed, a smile appearing on his face.

Because of the Desolate Lord, he left the Shrouding the Heavens Universe directly, without obtaining the Dao Scripture, and without knowing how to cultivate the Shrouding the Heavens Technique.

Now that we have the divine thought of the Great Perfection Holy Body of the Martian Holy Body, it is not impossible to obtain not only the initial volume of the Dao Scripture, but also the complete Dao Scripture.

After all, as a Great Accomplished Holy Body that dominates the universe, even with the cultivation methods of the Holy Body lineage, he must have also comprehended other Imperial Scriptures to perfect his own path.

As the most widely circulated imperial scripture in the world of "Covering the Sky," the Sacred Body of Mars would certainly possess the "Taoist Scripture."

"By cultivating the Daoist scriptures created by the great Daoist master, I can not only lessen my ties with Buddhism, but also balance the Buddhist and demonic intentions within my current cultivation method using the principles of Yin and Yang. This will allow me to find some peace of mind for the time being."

Thinking of this, Zhong Xu prepared to ask the Martian Holy Body in front of him for the "Taoist Scripture".

But just then, as if sensing something, he quickly said, "Senior, I have other matters to attend to and will be leaving for now."

The moment he finished speaking, Zhong Xu's mind returned to his body, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Squeak!

The wooden door to the meditation room was gently pushed open, and a young monk dressed in a moon-white robe walked in. He had fair skin, bright eyes, but his face carried a hint of sadness.

"Amitabha!"

After entering the room, the young monk chanted a Buddhist prayer and looked at Zhong Xu: "Junior brother, our master Puhong and uncle Puzhi invite you to come over."

'Puzhi'

Upon hearing this name, Zhong Xu felt a surge of wariness, but he didn't show it on his face. He said softly, "Thank you, Senior Brother. May I ask how I should address you?"

Faxiang's tone was somewhat kind: "My name is Faxiang, junior brother, please."

'The Dharma form?'

Looking at the young monk, Zhong Xu's eyes revealed a hint of understanding. He didn't say anything more and followed him out.

What's meant to happen will happen eventually!
Now that the Martian Sacred Body has awakened, if any unforeseen events occur, allowing this fully-fledged Sacred Body to temporarily regain its peak strength would be no problem, and overturning the world would not be an issue. At the summit of Mount Sumeru, dense forests of pines and bamboos sway in the mountain breeze, creating a serene and tranquil atmosphere reminiscent of Zen.

On the top of this mountain stands a simple and ancient Buddhist temple, the Xiaotianyin Temple.

This small Tianyin Temple is just a three-courtyard complex with an unusually simple layout, which is completely incomparable to the large Tianyin Temple with its magnificent Buddhist halls halfway up the mountain.

However, this is the true place of practice for the monks of Tianyin Temple; the Great Tianyin Temple halfway up the mountain is merely a place for ordinary people to worship Buddha.

Following Faxiang into the small Tianyin Temple, Zhong Xu learned some information about the temple from Faxiang along the way.

Faxiang was a decent person, and he was very kind to him, telling him almost everything he knew.

Finally, the two arrived at a quiet meditation room and stopped.

Before the two could speak, an aged yet kind voice came from inside the meditation room: "Come in!"

Faxiang did not go in, but instead gestured for Zhong Xu to enter.

Seeing this, Zhong Xu took a deep breath and stepped into the meditation room.

The meditation room was simple and unadorned. Puzhi sat cross-legged on the meditation bed, his face gaunt and hunched, with a hint of sinister intent, yet his expression carried a sense of peace and tranquility.

Buddhist and demonic intents blended perfectly within him, even carrying a hint of harmony.

However, at this moment, the old monk had no life left and was just a corpse.

'died? ’

'He just died like that?'

Zhong Xu froze on the spot.

He considered countless possibilities, but he never expected that this strange old monk would actually die like that.

Zhong Xu had even secretly notified the Martian Holy Body, instructing them to be ready to undergo a complete transformation and restore their full combat power at any time.

Now it all seems like a punch landed on cotton.

Standing beside Puzhi was an old monk wearing a red robe, with snow-white eyebrows and a compassionate expression.

Upon seeing Zhong Xu, the old monk's eyes lit up, and he said softly, "Truly, he possesses a restrained Buddhist aura and is naturally close to the Buddha. Junior brother, you have found a good successor."

At this point, he stepped forward and said with a kind face, "Nephew Fahai, I am the senior brother of Junior Brother Puzhi, Puhong. From now on, I will take over from Junior Brother Puzhi and guide you in your future cultivation."

Zhong Xu was still in shock at the old monk's sudden death and didn't react for a moment. After a while, he hurriedly said, "Greetings, Uncle-Master Puhong. This disciple understands."

"Hey!"

Seeing Zhong Xu's behavior, Pu Hong assumed that his junior apprentice was still immersed in the grief of his master's death, sighed softly, and didn't say anything more.

Then, he reached out and took out a small jade Buddha, handing it over:

"This is something that Junior Brother Puzhi asked me to give to my nephew. It can be considered your master's last gift."

After saying this, Puhong looked at Puzhi's body, sighed, and stepped out of the meditation room, leaving the space to the master and disciple.

The door to the meditation room closed gently, and the room was completely quiet.

Zhong Xu glanced at the withered old monk on the meditation bed, whose face was filled with both Buddhist and demonic intent, and then focused his gaze on the small jade Buddha in his hand.

'This scene seems vaguely familiar!'

(End of this chapter)