Primordial Era: Jade Cauldron Forgot to Take on Disciples

Chapter 92 Fellow Daoist, Buddha Has Arrived

The Paradise of Ultimate Bliss.

The name itself conveys a sense of profound joy.

Every living being desires something different.

But within this celestial realm, all desires will be fulfilled.

Because this cave is actually a large illusion array.

It was modified by Lady Yunxiao, an outer disciple of the Jie Sect, based on the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation.

Yunxiao's cultivation has reached the pinnacle of creation, and he has already attained the Primordial Dao Fruit. He has completely severed his three corpses, and with the Primordial Golden Bucket, a supreme innate treasure, in his possession, his strength can be considered the strongest person below the Saint.

The illusion array he created was, in essence, real.

Originally, this cave was used to train the disciples of the Jie Sect in combat techniques. After the island was sealed off, it was moved to Baiyun Mountain and used as a pastime for the disciples.

Those who are willing to come here are mostly disciples of the Jie Sect at the ordinary immortal realm.

Their resolve to follow the Dao is not firm enough, or their nature is hard to change, so they need to use this illusion to satisfy their desires.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

Yang Jian and his two companions had just appeared and hadn't even had a chance to see their surroundings clearly.

The deep Buddhist chanting filled my ears.

The chanting of Zen prayers disturbed people's peace of mind.

Huo Ling's expression changed drastically: "When did Buddhism infiltrate Jin'ao Island?"

She realized something was wrong and tried to leave, but the formation beneath her feet had already been deactivated.

The command token in his hand also lost its effect.

She instantly realized something and blurted out in a hateful voice, "Jin Chanzi!"

Seeing Huo Ling's reaction, Yang Jian quickly realized that he had fallen into a trap.

Western Buddhist chanting parties have even been held on Jin'ao Island.

It's practically a close-up magnification of the face.

He remained calm; the mark of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Qi was still clearly visible in his mind's eye.

Having your cards up your sleeve gives you the confidence to respond effectively.

"Senior Sister Fire Spirit, don't panic! Let's see what they're up to!"

Yang Jian spoke up to comfort Huo Ling.

Huo Ling nodded: "Jin Chanzi betrayed our sect. After this matter is settled, I will definitely make my master extract Jin Chanzi's soul and refine his spirit to relieve my hatred."

Behind him, Yu Hua unleashed the Blood Transformation Divine Blade, its crimson color swirling around him, ready to strike at any moment.

The three walked forward toward the place where the Buddhist chanting was coming from.

The place is decorated with carved beams and painted rafters, and the houses are well-arranged, but there is no one inside.

Upon approaching, one discovers a golden statue of Buddha standing in the center.

Around them, hundreds of disciples of the Jie Sect knelt at the Buddha's feet, listening to the Buddha's teachings.

Among them, the number of beings who did not become immortals was even greater.

Each of them looked completely absorbed, as if they had already ascended to the Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss.

Upon seeing this scene, the Holy Mother of Fire was filled with rage and unleashed her Tai'a sword, striking the central Buddha statue.

The sword energy was fierce, cleaving the Buddha statue in half at the waist, sending stone chips flying.

The disciples were immediately awakened from the illusion.

Upon seeing the Holy Mother of Fire, they all fell silent, utterly bewildered.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit angrily said, "You are from the Jie Sect, yet you yearn for the methods of the Western Sect. This is an extremely heinous crime. Surrender and seal your cultivation. We will wait for the Sect Leader to emerge from seclusion and judge you."

"The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit has only cultivated for a thousand years and is only at the Immortal Realm. She is showing off her power here by relying on the magic weapon bestowed by Daoist Duobao. Why should we be afraid of her when there are so many of us? If we attack together, she will definitely not be able to stop us."

"If this is exposed, we will all be doomed!"

The voice just fell.

One of them unleashed several beams of light towards the Holy Mother of Fire.

Yang Jian's demonic eye between his eyebrows revealed that the radiance contained abundant Gengjin sword energy, which must have been forged from the lost batch of refined iron.

The golden crown on the head of the Holy Mother of Fire flashed with golden light, blocking the incoming flying sword.

"court death!"

Huo Ling released the Tai'a sword from his hand, and the sword flew out, its sword energy fierce.

The immortal who made the move dared not be careless and hurriedly formed hand seals and chanted incantations, condensing his magical power into a shield in front of him.

But it's just a drop in the ocean.

Under the Tai'a Sword, the shield formed by its magical power was as easy to cut as tofu, completely vulnerable.

He was pierced through by a single sword in a devastating attack, his primordial spirit just emerging from his physical body.

Then, with a flick of the sword, their souls were scattered.

The Tai'a Sword is a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure bestowed upon it by the people of Duobao Town. It has been refined for hundreds of thousands of years and possesses extraordinary power.

"You will only have a chance to live if you surrender. If you dare to resist, do you really think I wouldn't dare to go on a killing spree?"

The immortals standing by were instantly speechless; they could not withstand such power.

Even if they all attacked together and managed to subdue the three men, most of them would perish.

The purpose of cultivating the Tao is to achieve immortality. Those who have attained immortality fear death the most.

Therefore, they dared not resist at this moment.

Yang Jian then noticed a familiar face in the crowd—it was none other than the Pine Crane Taoist.

Previously, this Pine Crane Taoist wanted to shift the suspicion to Shi Ji, but now it seems that he should be closely related to the cause of Bi Yun Tong Zi's death.

When Songhe Daoist noticed Yang Jian looking at him, he shrank back and tried to escape.

Just as he turned around, a crimson ribbon blocked his path.

It is the Blood-Transforming Divine Blade.

Yang Jian: "Songhe, how did Biyun Tongzi die! Now you can tell the truth!"

Songhe Daoist turned his head, his eyes filled with anger as he pointed at Huoling Shengmu: "Baiyun Daoist was killed by Huoling Daoist. She kept talking about the equality of all beings, so why did she live in Zhaixing Tower, occupying a cave all to herself and enjoying the beauty of nature, while Biyun Daoist could only endure the cramped and noisy environment, and her cultivation has not improved at all in the past three hundred years?"

It's just that he has a good master. The idea that all beings are equal is just a nice-sounding but self-deception!

We have painstakingly cultivated ourselves to become immortals; we should not be in such a miserable state. The vast and beautiful lands of the primordial world surely have a place for us.

The Holy Mother of Fire turned ashen-faced: "You incompetent fools, do not forget that before the island was sealed off, you were the ones who cowered on Golden Turtle Island and refused to leave. Why did you not go to the blessed lands in the primordial wilderness at that time?"

They're just a bunch of mediocre fellows who can't compete with the ancient immortals and gods, and they look down on ordinary mountains and rivers!

Clearly, the ideas she had been trying to cultivate had changed. The three hundred years of oppressive rule by Daoist Duobao had made the ambitions in the hearts of these immortals uncontrollable.

They even began to seek opportunities to become foreign teachers.

Yang Jian: "What I want to ask is who killed Biyun Tongzi; as for the reason for his death, I don't care!"

Songhe Daoist let out a sneer, raising his eyes to look at Yang Jian: "You lucky human! If this were outside, I would devour millions of mortals to refine my magical power. I could swallow dozens of mortal cultivators like you in one gulp. You only have a good master, yet you dare to question me here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Yu Hua become furious and was about to attack, but Yang Jian stopped him.

He continued, "Fellow Daoist Biyun was entrusted by me to steal Gengjin Refined Iron to forge magical treasures for us. The other day, when he angered those second-generation disciples, he happened to meet the Golden Spirit Holy Mother who was willing to vouch for him. He began to blame himself for betraying the Jie Sect, and his mind was unsettled. He even wanted to reveal what he had done to his master. His wavering thoughts were the variable for hundreds of us. In order to prevent us from being exposed, he had no choice but to die."

We originally intended to use Fellow Daoist Biyun's death to ignite the hatred of the immortals towards you second-generation disciples. Who could have imagined that that useless, greedy dog of a Daoist would cause our efforts to fail at the last minute, making Fellow Daoist Biyun's death utterly meaningless.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit looked disdainfully at her: "Short-sighted and incompetent rats, a bunch of useless trash who only know how to take. If it weren't for my teachings, you would still be suffering in endless cycles of reincarnation. Now that you have stepped onto the Great Dao, you dare to dream of controlling more power."

Not daring to confront those ancient immortals and gods to seize the immortal mountain, Jin'ao Island kindly took you in, but you are ignorant of the bigger picture and can only huddle together and cry your misery.

If you are so capable, why don't you learn from the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect and establish your own Daoist temples in the prehistoric world? The reason why the second-generation disciples of my sect stayed on Jin'ao Island is only to help you bunch of good-for-nothings!

When the Holy Mother of Wudang, the Holy Mother of Guiling, and other second-generation disciples preach, you are ungrateful. You are only asked to play a role, yet you have a lot of complaints.

The abundant spiritual energy and boundless Daoist charm of Jin'ao Island—isn't it a blessed land for your cultivation?

Your concept of equality for all beings seems to imply a desire to be on equal footing with saints! Does the Western religion promise you that?

Songhe Daoist's face flushed red with anger and exasperation. He said furiously, "The Star-Picking Tower has suppressed all the immortals for three hundred years, and the White Cloud Tower has buried millions of skeletons on Jin'ao Island. Countless lives have been suffocated by the second-generation disciples. And your solution is to use those beings who have no hope of becoming immortals as the outlet for the third and fourth-generation disciples. Is this what you call equality for all beings?"

We've had enough of the hypocrisy of the Jie Sect and even that Tongtian Sect Leader!

The Taoist priest, Songhe, suddenly paused.

The Blood Transformation Divine Blade behind him flashed with red light and shredded him to pieces, his flesh, blood, and soul all returning to the Blood Transformation Divine Blade.

With the death of Songhe Daoren, the tense expression of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit finally relaxed, and she looked at Yu Hua gratefully.

Yu Hua said angrily, "He dared to speak disrespectfully to the sect leader; he deserves to die!"

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

Suddenly, the immortals in the hall unconsciously began to chant.

It's extremely strange.

In the distance, the dog-headed Taoist was fiddling with the array plate in his hand, a sinister smile playing on his lips.

"Fellow Daoist, the Buddha has arrived."

grateful:

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