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The figure of Bodhi Patriarch quietly left the dilapidated Mount Sumeru.

He did not tear through the void like a saint, nor did he ride auspicious clouds and golden light. Instead, like an ordinary ascetic monk, he embarked on his journey eastward step by step.

With each step he took, his aura merged more with the primordial world, completely erasing the last trace of Zhunti and leaving him flawless.

His purpose for this trip was very clear: to create an absolutely irresistible and perfect "sacred place for seeking the Tao" for that destined monkey.

He traversed impoverished mountains and treacherous waters, crossed great rivers and streams, and finally stopped in the territory of Xiniu Hezhou.

Before me stood a towering sacred mountain, shrouded in ethereal mist and rising purple aura, clearly a top-tier blessed land.

What's even more remarkable is that beneath the mountain's earth veins lies an extremely hidden, top-grade innate spiritual vein. However, it is concealed by a natural formation above it, causing its spiritual energy to remain hidden. Like a pearl covered in dust, it has remained undiscovered by any powerful being for countless eons.

"This is it."

A smile of extreme satisfaction appeared on Bodhi Patriarch's face.

He strolled up the mountain, muttering incantations as he gently waved his whisk.

The words of a sage, imbued with divine power, began to subtly transform this barren mountain.

Under his guidance, the stubborn rocks in the mountains transformed into steps paved with white jade, winding upwards.

The roadside weeds, imbued with a trace of his Daoist aura, instantly grew into exotic flowers and rare herbs emitting a delicate fragrance.

He walked to a cliff halfway up the mountain, stretched out his finger, and gently touched the hard rock face.

"open!"

"Boom!"

The mountain wall split open automatically to both sides, revealing a deep and spacious cave.

Inside the cave, there are stone tables, stone benches, and stone beds, all naturally formed and full of ancient Taoist charm.

Bodhi Patriarch then used his great magical power to carve three ancient characters at the entrance of the cave: Three Star Cave.

On the towering mountain gate archway, four other large characters are written in a flamboyant style: Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

The crescent moon and three stars together form the character "心" (heart).

Its meaning is self-evident: those who come here cultivate the heart that seeks the Tao.

Having done all this, Bodhi Patriarch reached the most crucial step.

He sat cross-legged in the center of the cave, his eyes closed, and the power of his saintly origin surged out without reservation, perfectly merging with the earth veins and formations of the entire Lingtai Fangcun Mountain.

"A grand dream spanning a thousand autumns, without a trace, blotting out the sky and the sun, hidden!"

A colossal, saint-level concealment array, centered on the Slanting Moon Three Star Cave, began to operate with a thunderous roar!

The moment the grand formation was activated, the entire Lingtai Fangcun Mountain, along with all the pavilions, towers, exotic flowers, and rare herbs on the mountain, seemed to be shrouded in an invisible veil, quietly "disappearing" from this world.

From the outside, this place still appears to be an ordinary, barren mountain, with no discernible abnormalities.

Even if a sage's divine sense were to sweep across it, it would only be cleverly guided away by this great formation, and they would not be able to discover any clues.

This was the perfect disguise that Patriarch Bodhi had prepared for himself.

However, the most insidious aspect of this formation is not its concealment.

The Bodhi Patriarch left behind an extremely faint, yet extremely special, crack.

A faint Daoist aura, imbued with the allure of "immortality," "freedom," and "great magical power," was slowly and discreetly spreading in all directions through this crevice.

This Daoist aura has no effect on ordinary living beings.

But for someone like Lin Dasheng, who is born with spiritual roots, possesses great fortune, and is going through a rebellious phase, eager to prove his existence, it is like the brightest lighthouse in the darkest night, an irresistible and fatal temptation.

It won't forcibly pull at your soul; it will only plant a seed called "longing" in your heart.

It makes you feel that finding it is a destiny you were meant to have.

"Heh, Lin Xuan, you've schemed and plotted, but can you truly understand people's hearts?"

Bodhi Patriarch sat on the futon, feeling the perfect trap he had set, his heart filled with the pleasure of intellectually crushing the enemy.

"You gave your son the strongest foundation and the best tools, but you couldn't give him a peaceful heart. I, on the other hand, will guide him on the path to the peak. Master and disciple are like father and son. Once he has learned my methods and inherited my path, where will you, his biological father, rank in his heart?"

He could almost see Lin Xuan's furious yet helpless expression when he learned that his son had become his disciple.

This feeling is even more satisfying than killing Lin Xuan with my own hands!

Bodhi Patriarch slowly closed his eyes, his entire being completely merging into this world, leaving no trace.

The trap has been set.

The bait has been cast.

Now, all he needs to do is wait quietly, like the most patient hunter.

Waiting for that ignorant and arrogant monkey to run headfirst into the net.