God Emperor

Seven days later.

In the Buddhist world of the West, by the Xiangxiang Pond.

Fairy Feng Xi and Cihang both wore Buddhist robes and sat opposite each other.

They all practice with their hair on. One is quiet and natural, the other is sacred and dignified. They are both as beautiful as a picture scroll and also have an elegance that is otherworldly.

"Walking through the mortal world thirty-seven times, do you have any insights?" Fairy Cihang asked.

Feng Xi said: "The thirty-seventh life passed by in a hurry, like a dream, but there was an emotional realization engraved in the soul. Fairy, does the world in the whirling secret realm really exist?"

"If you think it exists, it will naturally exist. It is said to be colorless and formless. Only those who are truly formless can see through all the illusions in the world." Fairy Cihang said.

Feng Xi thought carefully, then smiled bitterly: "It seems that there is always a color in my heart, and I can't get out of this rolling world. I have been confused for thirty-seven lives, and I have to get out of the secret realm. But the master has not come out yet. Still practicing there, this may be the difference in state of mind.”

Fairy Cihang always had a peaceful mind and was as elegant as an orchid. She said: "There are eight sufferings in life, and the hardest is not getting what you want. My Taoist friends entered Buddhism because they wanted to let go. But the more you do it, the harder it is to let go."

"Thank you fairy for your advice."

Feng Xi put his hands together and bowed slightly.

In fact, a Buddha should not be referred to as "fairy".

But Fairy Cihang has never refuted or rejected this title, just because she is colorless and will not take a mere title to her heart.

"Wow!"

In the sky, colorful clouds appeared in the shape of swirls.

The whirling secret realm opens.

A ray of Buddha's light flew out from the center of the colorful vortex, landed on the ground, and condensed into the figure of Master Yuan Chen.

On that day, after the five great monks arrived and defeated Xuan Yi, Zhang Ruochen and Chi Yao split into two groups, one going to the West Heaven Buddha Realm and the other returning to the Kunlun Realm.

The Buddha's light on Zhang Ruochen's body shone brightly, and with every step he took, lotus flowers grew under his feet. With every step he took, the fluctuations of mental power emanating from his body increased greatly.

After walking three hundred steps, we came to Xiang Xiang Pond.

His mental power went from the peak of level 78, to level 79, and then climbed all the way to the middle of level 79, to the peak of level 79...

When he took the 300th step, his mental power broke through the 80th level, the surrounding world shook, and the rules of the world became active.

In the sky, the stars move and the clouds move away.

On the earth, lotus flowers are blooming all over the Xiang Xiang Pond.

However, as Zhang Ruochen calmed down with one thought, the whole world became calm, and even the ripples in the pool disappeared.

Fairy Cihang smiled and said, "Congratulations to Master Yuan Chen for having lived three hundred lives and greatly improved his spiritual power."

"How did the fairy know that the poor monk had lived in the Whirling Secret Realm for three hundred lives?" Zhang Ruochen asked in confusion.

Fairy Cihang said: "Every time the master takes a step, his mental power increases. It can be seen that with every step he takes, he is experiencing a life, a meal, and a dream."

"After three hundred lives in the world of mortals, I look at the world again and sigh at the vicissitudes of life."

Zhang Ruochen sighed: "It's a pity that it only lasted three hundred lives. If it could last three thousand lives, maybe the mental power could directly reach the point where one thought can determine the universe."

"The master thinks so, that's why he's obsessed! The purpose of practicing Wusha lies in understanding the principles of the world and sharpening one's mind, not in the strength of one's strength."

Fairy Cihang said: "In the past, Brahma practiced the Six Yuanshui and did not enter the immeasurable state. He only settled in the Buddha Dharma and his state of mind. In the Buddha Dharma, he forgot about cultivation and life. However, he reached the immeasurable state naturally. No need to go to Lihentian.”

“Getting something without asking for it is one of the great pleasures in life.”

"Since you don't ask for it, how can it be a great pleasure? Satisfaction of people's desires is a pleasure. If there is no desire and no seeking, there will be no joy or sorrow." Zhang Ruochen said.

Fairy Cihang thought carefully, and Hui Zhilan smiled heartily: "Master, are you going to debate scriptures and doctrines with juniors?"

"I don't want to do it." Zhang Ruochen took the initiative to admit defeat.

With his little bit of Taoism, he can fool Feng Xi, but if he really wants to argue with a Buddhist deity like Fairy Cihang, his secret will be revealed.

Feng Xi stood up, bowed deeply to Zhang Ruochen, and said, "Master, this disciple has enlightened and plans to set off today."

"Where are we going?" Zhang Ruochen asked.

She said: "Go to the King's City of Hundred Clans! Since your heart has shackles, face the shackles and untie them. No matter Qing Pingzi or Zhang Ruochen, only by meeting openly and honestly can we completely untie the shackles and truly enter Buddhism and practice meditation."

"It's too dangerous to go there!" Zhang Ruochen said.

"On the road to spiritual practice, there are many dangers. Only by not being afraid of danger can the mind become stronger."

After leaving these words, Feng Xi left.

Zhang Ruochen let out a long sigh when he sensed her flying out of the Buddhist world in the west.

Fairy Cihang, with green silk like willows and a bright smile, said: "She is not afraid of danger and faces the shackles directly, which shows that she has great courage in her heart. Even if you take off your disguise and face her directly, I believe she can bear it."

Zhang Ruochen was shocked, looked at Fairy Cihang, then laughed and said: "Sure enough, there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. How did the fairy see through my disguise?"

Fairy Cihang always looked like she was seventeen or eighteen years old. Her fairy heart was sacred and inviolable. She filled a cup of tea with her beautiful hand and motioned for Zhang Ruochen to sit down.

Zhang Ruochen sat across from her and took a cup of tea to drink.

"Ruochen's cultivation is now advancing by leaps and bounds, and he is the undisputed leader of this Yuanhui. How can I see through your changes? However, you can't hide it from Cihang when you enter the Whispering Secret Realm to practice, because Cihang is Whispering." Cihang The fairy looked into Zhang Ruochen's eyes, her eyes clear.

Zhang Ruochen didn't know what she meant by "Cihang is whirling", but he understood that she was definitely not an ordinary person. Her attainments in Buddhism were so high that even those great Buddhist gods were far behind.

“Good tea!”

Zhang Ruochen put down his teacup and said, "Please fairy, please don't tell Feng Xi about this. This bad relationship with her gives me a headache."

"Fate is fate. As long as you don't regard it as a bad fate, why not treat it as a good fate?" Fairy Cihang said.

Zhang Ruochen said: "Fairies don't know the feelings of the world, so don't persuade Ruochen to get married."

In Zhang Ruochen's opinion, Fairy Cihang and Zhenyuan were truly pure Buddhists and Taoists. He admired their conduct, so even if their identities were exposed, they seemed very indifferent.

Even if you don't have a close friendship, you can still be regarded as a Taoist friend.

A true Taoist friend!

"Next time I come again, Ruochen will have to enter the mysterious realm of Whirlpool and experience three thousand lives to achieve the Great Perfection. Farewell!"

Zhang Ruochen turned into a golden light and broke through the sky.

"Zhang Ruochen is still the same Zhang Ruochen after all. He has never forgotten the kindness in his heart!" Fairy Cihang looked up at the sky and said this with a smile in her eyes.

…

After leaving the Western Buddha Realm, Zhang Ruochen went straight through the space wormhole and returned to the Kunlun Realm.

The space wormhole connects the Eastern Region, so Zhang Ruochen did not go to the Central Imperial City, but went to Wangshan first.

Most of the Eastern Territory is shrouded in billowing demonic energy. The rules of demonic rule between heaven and earth are thick. In the high mountains and ridges, the flowers, plants and trees are showing signs of demonization and turning into vicious plants.

Even monks and mortals are becoming more violent, and killings can be seen everywhere.

The cultivation speed of the Demon Sect monks was several times higher than usual. Suddenly, the demonic forces headed by the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect prospered and became popular in the Eastern Region.

Zhang Ruochen knew that what happened at Beize Great Wall must be related to the devil. At the same time, this power also affected the entire universe, causing the devil to revive and the rules of heaven and earth to change accordingly.

With Zhang Ruochen's current cultivation level, he can certainly control the killings in the Eastern Region, but he cannot control the revival of the devil's path, nor can he control the humanity of hundreds of millions of humans.

To suppress the demonic path, we have to rely on those powerful people in the Infinite Realm from Bei Zheng.

The place where the demonic energy is the thickest is the Tianmo Mountain that emerges from the ground of Tianmo Ridge.

The demonic energy is as dense as ink, the sky is dark, and monsters are rampant on the earth.

Zhang Ruochen met a group of followers of the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect on the outskirts of Tianmo Mountain. All of them have good cultivation, at least they are in the semi-saint realm, and they are here to pick magic potions.

Although Tianmo Mountain was born not long ago, a large number of magical treasures grew in the territory where Tianmo Ridge used to be, and even the soil contained the aura of gods and demons.

"In ancient times, there was a Heavenly Demon Sect that was very prosperous. This Heavenly Demon Sect was the dojo of the Heavenly Demon Sect. According to legend, it was an incredible weapon that could suppress gods."

"The Heavenly Demon Mountain was sacrificed by Lord Heavenly Demon himself, so it is naturally extraordinary."

"If we can pick the magic potion from Tianmo Mountain, we will be able to improve our cultivation by leaps and bounds. Unfortunately, there is a terrifying thing on that mountain that no one can approach."

…

Just as these demonic monks were discussing, they saw a young man walking towards the Demonic Mountain.

"Young man, don't be greedy. You are not qualified to break into the Demonic Mountain." An old voice came from a group of demonic monks.

Zhang Ruochen didn't want to pay attention to them, but when he heard this voice, it was like an electric current hit his heart. He stopped and looked back.

I saw a white-haired old woman standing among the demonic monks.

Her face was wrinkled, skinny as a stick, and her figure was stooped.

Zhang Ruochen turned back and stared at the old woman for a long time. Thousands of pictures flashed through his mind, as if he had returned to the days when he was practicing at the Tianmoling Wushi Academy.

The old woman stared at the young man opposite, but found that due to her own cultivation, she could not see his face clearly, and she couldn't help but feel shocked.

After a while, Zhang Ruochen recovered from his thoughts and said with a smile: "I will give you a chance today!"

The Tai Chi Yin and Yang diagram unfolded and spread out in all directions.

The demonic energy and demonic rules between heaven and earth turned into rivers and poured into the bodies of all the demonic monks present. Among them, the largest number flocked to the white-haired old woman.

After a while, all the demonic monks became excited.

"My cultivation has broken through to the realm of a saint, and my physical fitness has increased several times. How could such a magical thing happen in the world?"

"Not only the cultivation and physical body, but also the holy soul has made great progress."

"Grandma Zi, your cultivation is the strongest. Do you know who this person is? How can he have such magical powers? Could it be that the devil has returned to the world?"

All the demonic monks looked at the white-haired old woman.

The old woman's appearance had become much younger, and her cultivation had grown the most. However, her eyes were blurry and tears were streaming down her face as she watched the young monk disappear into the Demonic Mountain.

She wanted to catch up, but when she saw that he was gone, she finally knelt on the ground and burst into tears. The past thousands of years ago came to her mind.

It's a pity that no one is young anymore, and time is the only thing that makes people grow old.

Zhang Ruochen walked towards Tianmo Mountain with a sore throat and red eyes. He didn't want to disturb her current life, but it was a disaster rather than a blessing for her. That's why Zhang Ruochen used the Wuji Divine Way to refine the physiques and improve the cultivation of all the demonic monks present, just because he didn't want her to know.

But I still underestimate a woman’s intuition.

After all, he is just an old friend, and the past can never be recovered again. Zhang Ruochen couldn't hold back too much, so he could only be determined, stride forward, and let the past be lost in the years.

…

I was exhausted from climbing Huashan yesterday, so I didn’t update. One chapter first, there will be an update tonight!