Shrouding the Sky: The System Arrived Thirty Years Early

That night, the moon was bright and the stars were few. The bright moonlight shone down, cool and silvery, draping the earth in a hazy veil.

At the summit of a secluded valley, Luo Qianqiu sat cross-legged, surrounded by a radiant aura of Buddha, exuding peace and tranquility. The swastika symbol between his brows grew ever clearer, as if branded into his flesh and blood.

This is a sign of success in practicing the Shakyamuni Sutra. The swastika symbol represents great light, firmness, and indestructibility.

Luo Qianqiu is a mortal, and in the early stages, compared with those with special physiques, his physical strength and divine power are not advantageous. He needs to continuously explore his potential in cultivation in order to gradually catch up with, and even surpass, those with special physiques.

However, because he cultivates the highest Buddhist scriptures, his physical training is almost perfect, and his physical body is extremely powerful. He dares not say that it is comparable to a holy body, but he is confident that he will not be at a disadvantage against some ordinary king bodies or god bodies.

Of course, the reason it's so exaggerated isn't entirely due to the ancient scriptures, but also because the potential for doubling one's physical constitution is gradually being converted into strength.

Ordinary Buddhist disciples naturally do not possess this advantage.

Now, Luo Qianqiu's Sea of ​​Bitterness has expanded to about the size of a fist. At the center of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, clouds and mist roll like smoke rising straight up, creating an astonishing spectacle. It is no longer a desolate place.

This phenomenon is a sign that the sea of ​​suffering is about to connect with the wheel of life, and the source of divine power will emerge.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the bright moon is high in the sky, at the time when its light is at its most intense.

Luo Qianqiu opened his eyes; his condition was already at its peak, and he no longer needed to regulate his breathing. After drinking a mouthful of divine spring water, he began to circulate the ancient scripture, allowing the boundless and powerful essence to surge into his life wheel.

At the same time, the Bitter Sea was boiling, as if a live volcano had revived on the seabed, erupting with terrifying heat.

"Boom!"

The sound of crashing waves echoed through the valley, and the intense golden light spread like a great sun hanging on the mountaintop, shining in all directions.

Soon, dawn broke, the bright moon set in the west, and the world was plunged into the deepest darkness, without a trace of light. The great sun on the mountaintop seemed to become eternal.

This phenomenon was not broken until the sun rose in the east; the great sun on the mountaintop blended into the dust and was no longer so conspicuous.

But as the sun sets and night falls, the sun once again becomes the only light, radiating a brilliant golden light, which seems to be a little more intense than the night before, though this is not noticeable unless you look closely.

And so, the sun rose in the east and set in the west, the sun and the moon taking turns, and ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

"boom!"

On this dark night, a powerful aura suddenly exploded, sweeping across all directions. Its terrifying power caused the mountain peak to tremble slightly, as if it could not withstand it.

Luo Qianqiu was enveloped in Buddhist light, his body brimming with surging energy, and he seemed to transform into a blazing sun, radiating extreme heat.

Shakyamuni Buddha, also known as Vairocana Buddha in legends, is a name that describes his majesty and is the impression he left on the world. When his Buddha power surges, he is like a great sun, cleansing away all evil in the world.

That pure and pristine golden Buddhist power is both a divine light and the boundless true fire of the great sun.

Luo Qianqiu opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, like two golden suns, particularly blazing in the night.

He stood up, stretching his body freely. The simple movement carried a terrifying aura that materialized, causing fine cracks to appear on the mountaintop.

"Through my persistent efforts, I have finally entered the Life Spring Realm." Luo Qianqiu felt joy in his heart.

The next moment, he couldn't wait to experience the feeling of flying, something he had always fantasized about since his previous life.

It was also the first thing he wanted to do after breaking through to the Life Spring.

Who hasn't dreamt of soaring through the sky, flying over fields, rivers, and mountains? What a feeling! Even in a dream, one can clearly perceive one's joy.

Unfortunately, after waking up from the dream, I found that it was all for naught, and I felt a deep sense of loss.

Now that Luo Qianqiu can fly to the sky and overlook the endless mountains and rivers without relying on any external objects, how could he not be excited?

"call out!"

He transformed into a golden lightning bolt and shot towards the sky. His divine power transformed into rainbow light, enveloping him. Luo Qianqiu stood proudly between heaven and earth, without falling.

The reason he was able to do this was entirely due to the spring in the center of the Sea of ​​Bitterness, which was connected to the Wheel of Life. Its essence and energy flowed continuously, transforming into a divine spring that gushed forth, nourishing the physical body while ensuring the cultivator's divine power was inexhaustible.

Conversely, as the body becomes stronger after being nourished, vital energy can be continuously generated, thus creating a cycle.

Of course, this cycle is not powerful. When a cultivator overloads himself with divine power, the rate at which vital energy is generated will be far less than the rate at which divine power is consumed.

This situation becomes even more pronounced during major wars.

Regardless, the significant improvement in endurance after breaking through the Life Spring is obvious.

Luo Qianqiu stood proudly in the sky, surrounded by Buddhist light. He looked around for a moment and realized that he could not yet see all the mountains as small. There were some towering peaks in the distance that were much higher than where he was standing at this moment.

Then, his body suddenly shot upwards, like a great sun rising into the sky.

The fierce winds became more pronounced the higher they flew, especially at altitudes of 30,000 to 40,000 miles, where the winds were so strong that they could even cause ripples to appear on the divine rainbow.

Luo Qianqiu estimated that this was about the current limit; any higher and the divine rainbow would be torn apart, thus losing its ability to fly.

He stopped, instead of blindly continuing to soar into the sky.

At an altitude of 40,000 li, the wind was fierce and the air was bitterly cold, but the Buddha's light surrounding him isolated everything, and Luo Qianqiu felt no discomfort.

His divine power surged and converged in his eyes, broadening his vision. By the light of the silvery moon, he looked down upon the magnificent mountains and rivers and the endless, desolate land beneath his feet.

It was an unprecedented feeling, soaring into the sky without any external force, looking down at the mountains below.

At this moment, Luo Qianqiu felt his heart expand and a surge of heroic spirit welled up within him.

One day, he will stand at the very top of this world, overlooking all things!

With his efforts, plus the panel's "insignificant" assistance, he believes that day is not far off.

That night, Luo Qianqiu was like a child who had just received a new toy, riding the rainbow and traversing the world without feeling tired.

Sometimes he soared upwards toward the heavens, and sometimes he fell to the ground like a meteorite, repeating this cycle endlessly.

It wasn't until an hour later that he calmed down. Although he still found it novel, the initial excitement had diminished considerably.

The golden light flashed, and Luo Qianqiu returned to the valley. He withdrew his divine power, stood on the mountaintop, and let the night wind sweep over him, making his clothes flutter wildly.

This scene is incredibly ethereal, like a fairy climbing a mountain to admire the moon, but that short hair ruins the mood considerably.

Luo Qianqiu gazed at the night sky for a moment before his mind stirred and he brought up the control panel.

"Ding!"

"Host has completed the mission and broken through to the Life Spring Realm before the age of fifty-six. A reward of double the original physical constitution will be issued. Do you wish to accept?"