Red Dragon seeks his position in both realms.

Jindi, in Taoism, refers to a blessed land or grotto-heaven.

According to travelogues and legends from the cultivation world, as well as records in Buddhist scriptures, the Golden Land and Blessed Land are places where immortals, Buddhas, and deities reside.

Legend has it that the blessed land is no different from the human world, with the same sun and moon, air and earth, mountains and water, and even more so with spiritual energy and abundant natural treasures, hence it is also called a fairyland.

After careful consideration, Winters landed suddenly on the ground, picked up the "Mahavairocana Sutra," and pondered:

"To that world of cultivation, isn't this world a blessed land? And if it's a blessed land, isn't it also a golden land!"

Once the idea surfaced, Winters could no longer contain himself. Combining it with the scriptures he had just studied, as well as various miscellaneous articles on cultivation, he felt even more strongly that this was a smooth path to heaven.

Originally, to cultivate this technique, one needed to be guided into the Golden Land by a senior monk, who would then guide them to integrate into the Golden Land before they could begin cultivating.

The authentic golden lands and blessed grotto heavens are either naturally formed or created by the methods of deities and immortals.

But from another perspective, Winters' world perfectly meets the requirements of that golden land and blessed land, with sun, moon, stars, mountains, rivers, and even exceeds them by many!

You should know that the cultivation world doesn't have the sun right now, but this world does!

"Besides, I don't need to refine the entire world, just a small piece will suffice."

Winters has always been pragmatic; with his current magical power, he probably couldn't refine the entire world.

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This is considered an unorthodox method, not a conventional one, but it's the most suitable method for Winters, allowing him to avoid being controlled by the higher cultivation and to become stronger.

Using unorthodox methods, without involving Buddhist karma, without compromising oneself, and still gaining tangible benefits, this move couldn't be more worthwhile.

"This is exactly what I wanted! The Way of the Earth Buddha!"

Winters was overjoyed. He channeled the Pleiades power within his body, skipping the steps of being guided by the high monk, and directly poured his power into the dragon's nest according to the guiding incantation in the Mahavairocana Sutra.

Strands of Pleiades magic flowed slowly, gently entering the earth beneath the dragon's nest.

But as soon as it touched the earth, Pleiades' magical power vanished without a trace, as if the earth itself possessed a repulsive force that dispelled Pleiades' magical power.

Winters wasn't in a hurry. He slightly adjusted the Pleiades magic power within his body and continued.

Once, twice, three times, four times...

As time went on, more and more of the Pleiades's power flowed into the ground from Winters's body.

Winters's Pleiades magic power gradually decreased, and when it was less than 10% of his original amount, he stopped.

He sensed an extremely faint resonance deep within the earth's core.

This feeling is like a seed falling into fertile soil, finally taking root and standing firm.

"It's a success."

Winters did not stop; instead, he continued to pour the remaining Pleiades magic into the earth until it was exhausted.

Following that faint resonance with his mind, at that moment, the earth beneath Winters' claws trembled slightly and a small crack appeared.

The change was so subtle as to be barely perceptible that a ray of golden light shone through the crack, gradually turning the land beneath Winters' claws golden.

The golden light was restrained and deep, barely illuminating the small area under Winters' claws.

"Is this Gemdale?"

Winters looked uncertainly at the vibrant golden land.

"Let's give it a try."

He tried to follow the subsequent guidance of the Mahavairocana Sutra, imitating his guru, to guide himself into the golden land.

It worked! A mysterious force connected with his consciousness, and he could sense that there was indeed a piece of gold underground.

In other words, he successfully refined a part of this world and made it his own golden land.

Winters' joy was palpable, and he remained happy for a while before turning back to the Mahavairocana Sutra.

He stabilized himself according to the methods of cultivation and carefully experienced the wonderful effects of the power of the Earth Buddha.

When Jindi became his bond, Winters automatically gained two supernatural powers that only the master of Jindi in Buddhism should possess.

Firstly, [Gold is indestructible, so the body is immortal].

As long as the golden land refined by Winters is not destroyed, Winters will not truly die.

Even if the body and soul are destroyed, as long as the Golden Land still exists, the Lord of the Golden Land can slowly condense a new soul and body within the Golden Land, be reborn, and be reborn from the ashes.

This ability is also related to the size of the Golden Land and the strength of the Golden Land's master's soul and body. The larger the Golden Land, the faster the soul and body can be restored.

Conversely, if the master of the Golden Land has a stronger soul and physical body, while the size of the Golden Land remains unchanged, the recovery speed will become slower and slower.

"It's a pity that my Golden Land is too small. Even if I die, it will probably take tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years to barely recover my soul and body."

Winters sensed the size of the golden land and determined that this supernatural power was not of much use for the time being.

It can only be said that a glimmer of hope for resurrection has been preserved.

Of course, if Winters expands the Goldfields to a large extent in the future, then this supernatural power will be extremely useful.

After all, who wouldn't want a body that never dies, with unlimited room for error?

Thinking this way, Winters was still very happy, at least this supernatural power had a promising future.

Secondly, [transmitting the Dharma sows seeds of good fortune].

This supernatural power is quite terrifying. Winters can pass on his modified cultivation method to other living beings, drawing them into the golden land and turning it into his own private blessed land.

Fukuda is a polite term for someone who receives instruction.

If Winters were to call them, they would be considered his personal slaves.

No, it was worse than slavery!

The creatures that are brought in are not the owners of the land, but tenants. They are subject to the owner's control and must pay rent regularly.

The deeper one's cultivation of the technique, the more merits (rent) one pays to the field of blessings, and the closer one's connection with the golden land becomes.

In the end, Fu Tian's every word, action, and thought was controlled by the Lord of the Golden Land. His soul and body were both controlled by him, and he became a puppet.

However, when Futian reaches the final stage of his cultivation, the Lord of the Golden Land can choose to bestow upon him the blessing of the ability to be "indestructible and immortal."

Of course, this also depends on whether the owner of Gemdale is willing to consume Gemdale's essence to bless the tenants and recast their physical bodies.

"However, my cultivation is still shallow, only at the first level of embryonic breathing, so the feedback I received from the initial transmission of the teachings was negligible."

"And it is impossible to force someone who does not want to accept this method; they must be completely willing."

Of course, crippling someone who doesn't want to accept it, and then forcibly indoctrinating them while they're unconscious, also seems feasible.

Winters considered the current drawbacks of this technique and then thought of a solution.

Winters closed his eyes, savoring the abilities these two techniques granted him. His lips curled into a smile, and he almost burst out laughing.

"This method of the Earth Buddha is truly profound; it is indeed a wonderful method!"

This perfectly aligns with my strategy of accumulating wealth and building strong defenses. After hundreds or even thousands of years of cultivation, I will surely achieve great success!

In theory, as long as there are enough tenants, the rent paid by this local Buddha will become more and more substantial over time.

The Lord of the Golden Land doesn't need to cultivate at all; his cultivation level can be continuously improved.

To put it bluntly, you can become stronger just by lying down.

Winters felt that the cultivation world wasn't as cesspool as he had imagined; it was actually quite good for the upper class.

The Buddhist community is even more radiant and great, a sacred place of immeasurable merit, great compassion, and salvation for all living beings. Amitabha!

Just as Winters was immersed in his dream of becoming a Buddha and an ancestor, a voice came from outside the dragon's nest.

"Master, Walker, the gnoll chieftain, requests an audience. He says he has important matters to report."

It was Klu's respectful report.

Winters immediately regained his senses, coughed heavily, and asked in a deep voice:

"Walker? What's he doing here?"

Kru, still outside the dragon's lair, immediately answered respectfully, though his tone was somewhat hesitant:

"Master, Walker says he wants you to bestow upon him... the blessing of dragon blood, to transform him into a dragonblood gnoll."

Winters was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then laughed.

Laughed in anger.

Winters sneered:

"Why should I bless Walker with dragon blood?"

Kru sensed the sarcasm and dissatisfaction in Winters' tone, and spoke cautiously:

"Walker said... Master is now five years old and will soon enter a period of deep sleep."

"And now there's a powerful level six beast-transformed leopard outside. Once the master enters his slumber, the territory will be..."

Before Crewe could finish speaking, Winters interrupted him:

"Very good, very good! Tell him to come quickly! I will bless him!!"

Winters emphasized the last two words, "bless," with a menacing tone.

Klu quickly accepted the order and went to carry it out.

Winters glanced at the Mahavairocana Sutra beside him, his eyes filled with extreme gloom, and said coldly:

"Since you're courting death, don't blame me."