I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

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From the first sprouts of life underwater to the giant beasts of the Stone Age, you have experienced much…

The dream constructed by Luo Mo is called Civilization.

The old abbot Yuanjue of Shenxia Temple also constructed a dream of his own. In his dream, he was the Buddha, born before heaven and earth, nurtured by chaos, possessing boundless Dharma power, great compassion, and delivering all living beings.

In his dream, Buddhism was supreme, and monks held the most revered position. Taoists became stinky beggars who had run to the Buddhist land, a truly reverent Buddhist scene.

Yuanjue was very calm because dragging it out wouldn't hurt. It would be good if he could drag it into a tie, so as not to disgrace the reputation of Shenxia Temple. Anyway, this inexplicable competition didn't even have winning rules, so anything goes.

While he was having his sweet dream, the dream world constructed by Luo Mo had already begun to see the emergence of city-states.

Yuanjue was a little puzzled that the dream world constructed by this Buddha was full of mortals, without any divine power, but now was not the time to ask, so he focused on his own dream.

Time passed by, and everyone was waiting for the result, but the two seemed to have really fallen asleep, and hadn't woken up until the sun rose.

Yuanjue didn't care about time; it would be best to drag it into a tie.

But Luo Mo wouldn't waste any more time with him here, so he scanned the old monk Yuanjue with his true spirit imprint early on, obtaining many scriptures, secret techniques, the secret teachings of Shenxia Temple, and the most precious 'Ne' syllable of heavenly sound.

Of the Six Syllable Mantra, he had obtained two.

After obtaining it, Luo Mo immediately began to comprehend it. He didn't start from scratch, but copied over the old monk Yuanjue's lifetime of cultivation insights. Furthermore, he had cultivated many of the Three Thousand Great Daos, giving him a commanding view, and his comprehension of the 'Ne' syllable of heavenly sound was extremely fast.

When the sun rose, Luo Mo slightly parted his lips and made a dreamlike sound.

"Mmm…"

The opposite monk Yuanjue groaned, his white eyebrows knitted together, and beads of sweat the size of beans kept falling.

"It seems so, but it's a pity that we can't see the details of the battle of divine senses."

… …

Within the dream.

The Buddhist kingdom in Yuanjue's dream shattered with a roar. Luo Mo transformed into a Thousand-Handed Holy Buddha Dharma Body, trillions of miles tall, and crushed Yuanjue's dream Buddhist kingdom with one hand.

"Wanting to tie with me in a dream, that really is dreaming."

Yuanjue was shocked and angry, "This is… Why do you know the Great Dream Heart Sutra of my Shenxia Temple!"

The 'Ne' syllable of heavenly sound, also known as the Great Dream Heart Sutra, is one of the Six Syllable Mantra of Buddhism. Back then, the Amitabha Buddha Emperor created the Bodhisattva Realm Great Buddha Heaven and borrowed from this method. It is a supreme Buddhist Dharma.

But today, the Buddha Venerable actually also displayed the 'Ne' syllable of heavenly sound, reigning supreme in dreams, and his divine sense was incomparably powerful, directly shattering Yuanjue's dream.

"I learned it after seeing it once."

"Nonsense, where exactly did you steal the secret method of my Shenxia Temple from—ah!"

Luo Mo didn't waste words with him and directly crushed him.

But in the dream world, death is difficult to reflect in reality, especially since Yuanjue, as the abbot of Shenxia Temple, also had the Buddhist treasures of Shenxia Temple on him, which could protect his primordial spirit.

"You lost."

"This old monk hasn't lost," Yuanjue said, "Although I don't know where Your Excellency learned the secret method of my Shenxia Temple, using my temple's secret method to defeat this old monk, from the perspective of Buddhism, is Your Excellency's lack of confidence in your own Dharma, which is why you chose to use the Buddhist Dharma of my Shenxia Temple to deal with this old monk. Therefore, this old monk should have won."

"You're quite imaginative, maybe you're dreaming too much."

The strength displayed by Luo Mo, the control and use of divine sense, far exceeded Yuanjue's, but Yuanjue didn't admit it.

"Then let me show you my Dharma. I haven't perfected this move yet, but I can imitate it a little in the dream."

Yuanjue was puzzled, even saying he hadn't perfected it?

If you haven't perfected it yourself, can you use it in the dream?

"Reincarnation."

Luo Mo uttered these two words, and then Yuanjue felt the sky fall and the earth collapse. First, there was a darkness in front of him, then a silence in his ears. Soon, even the feeling disappeared, and then, even the operation of his thinking gradually stopped.

Am I…going to die… Why… I have Buddhist treasures… Save me…

Using the 'Bing' Secret of the Nine Secrets and the Great Karma Technique together, people whose cultivation is not too far from Luo Mo's will not be able to control the magic weapons in their hands.

What's more, Yuanjue's cultivation was not as good as Ku Ci's, not even a half-sage, only the Ninth Heaven of Severing the Dao. It was too easy for Luo Mo to interfere with his use of magic weapons.

When all the darkness gradually faded, Yuanjue's thoughts gradually awakened.

He opened his eyes, looked at the sky in front of him, and had a question:

Who am I?

… …

Some of the Three Thousand Great Daos, even if Luo Mo has not yet cultivated them, can also be integrated into the Heaven-Shrouding Method, but how much power they can have remains to be discussed.

For example, the Great Reincarnation Technique, which ranks among the top ten.

Luo Mo integrated it into the Heaven-Shrouding Method, and its power was very touching, because this Three Thousand Great Daos had not yet been cultivated in the Eternal Life Method, so when he used the Reincarnation Technique in the Heaven-Shrouding Method, it was just an ordinary secret technique for attacking the soul, and its power was only slightly greater than the 'Qian' Secret.

However, in this dream world, combined with the 'Ne' syllable of heavenly sound, the effect of the Great Reincarnation Technique, which sends the enemy's soul into thousands of lifetimes of reincarnation and eternal torment, can be perfectly reflected in the dream world.

Yuanjue sat blankly on the ground, not knowing anything about his identity. This was because his will was suppressed by Luo Mo with the Reincarnation Technique, and he couldn't remember it at all.

But soon, Luo Mo gave him an identity.

"Oh, so my name is Zhijue. I am a disciple of the Buddhist sect of Mount Wutai. I slipped and fell while carrying water, hitting my head."

"This is the Great Song Dynasty… I'd better go back quickly."

He was a little dazed, but he still remembered that his task of carrying water could not be neglected, otherwise he would be scolded by his senior brother.

He picked up the bucket by the side of the path, refilled it with water, and headed towards the temple.

Arriving at the temple, he saw a burly monk banging on the door.

"Open the door, quickly open the door for this monk!"

Who is this monk?

He first had such a question, and then he recalled the identity of this person.

This person's Dharma name is Zhishen. He is newly arrived. He is banging on the door with a drunken air at this time. He must have gone down the mountain to steal wine, and he is so drunk.

"Zhishen, why did you go drinking again? I will report to the abbot and you will be severely punished." He had always looked down on this flower monk, so he was not polite in his speech.

But the flower monk with big round ears, a straight nose and square mouth, and a beard actually picked him up, his feet dangling in the air, and glared at him.

"You are so unreasonable. What does this monk's drinking have to do with you? Go!"

With a bang, he flew out and broke through the temple gate.

So painful… My whole body hurts…

Before long, he lost consciousness, and when he opened his eyes again, it was a different sky.

The roar of cannons was still in his ears, and Kaifeng City entered a brief period of calm.

Who am I?

Where am I?

"I am Zhijue… No, I am Li Erxi, I am a Ming soldier, I am in Kaifeng City."

At this time, several soldiers dressed like him came over, ignored him, and went directly to dig out the pigeon nests.

“People are starving to death, yet they're still keeping these animals.”

He immediately stepped forward to stop them, “You can't eat the pigeons! We still need them to transmit military intelligence!”

“Get lost!”

The soldier holding the pigeon shoved him away. He refused to give up and grabbed on again, trying to snatch the carrier pigeon back.

Pfft.

He stared in disbelief at the bloody blade that had pierced through his body.

“Quick, quickly drag him to the side.” These were the last words he heard.

… …

Struggle.

Endless struggle.

Endless death.

Zhi Jue never managed to live a normal life to old age. Every time, he found himself in a situation where death was certain. Sometimes it was as short as the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, other times three to five days, but he always died.

Dying slowly was even worse than dying quickly because it allowed him to slowly die in despair, wishing he could end his own life.

For example, having his hands and feet broken and being abandoned in the wilderness; being framed by others and buried alive in a coffin; being poisoned and unable to move, watching his nominal wife having an affair with other men before slowly breathing his last.

He died, but each time he was reborn in another body, only to die again, experiencing the pain and despair before death.

He didn't know if he had offended some deity until his eighty-first death when he saw a one-eyed stone Buddha statue, with an expression that was both smiling and crying, and the words 'Buddha Lord' carved on its hem.

So he begged the Buddha Lord to end this endless cycle of reincarnation.

Then, he was reborn as a baby.

Was he going to die soon?

That's what he thought, after all, his past experiences told him that he usually didn't live past three days. If he could live past three days—he hoped he would have the strength to kill himself.

But this time, he vaguely lived to be sixteen years old.

Although his memory was bad and he often forgot things, his grades were always good. He was admitted to a key high school and liked extracurricular reading, reading all kinds of extracurricular books.

Although his family conditions were not very good, he was very grateful because compared to the experiences of many previous lives, this was simply heaven!

Therefore, he often went to the Buddha statue to offer incense, thanking the Supreme Buddha Lord for bestowing upon him his current happy life.

… …

“It's quite easy; his primordial spirit is already full of the marks of reincarnation.”

In the dream world, Luo Mo examined the soul of Yuan Jue in his palm. His original memories had been sealed by Luo Mo. It was a golden spot in the transparent soul body. The eighty-one lifetimes experienced in reincarnation were eighty-one black lines.

After all, this was in a dream, and it was the Shrouding the Heavens version of the Reincarnation Technique, not the authentic Great Reincarnation Technique. Otherwise, Yuan Jue's soul would have been obliterated by the Great Reincarnation Technique long ago.

“Wake up.”

Yuan Jue slowly opened his eyes, but the first thing he said was: “I didn't die this time?”

“Are you satisfied with this life?” Luo Mo asked with a smile.

“Naturally, it's good. Thank you, Supreme Buddha Lord—” He suddenly stopped, because all the memories suppressed by the Reincarnation Technique had returned.

He remembered, his name was Yuan Jue, the abbot of the Divine Radiance Temple, a ninth-level cultivator of the Dao-Slaying realm!

In the distance, Zhong Huang Xiang Yufei was watching this scene. He had just met this person and was specially allowed to watch the battle.

On the other side, the Great Radiance Salvation Ship occupied half of the sky. The newly born morning sun shone down on the huge ship, and the cultivators who were watching the show were talking about it.

Yuan Jue calculated with his fingers, and it had only been a few hours.

And in these few hours, he had experienced eighty-one reincarnations in the dream!

He felt anger!

But then he erased it himself. More than anything, he felt lingering fear because he had obviously failed to break free from the Buddha Lord's technique. Instead, the Buddha Lord had actively released him. Otherwise, he would still be immersed in endless reincarnation.

“The Buddha's law is compassionate, saving all living beings. Thank you, Buddha Lord, for showing mercy.”

Having his memories manipulated at will, thrown into dream reincarnation, and suffering hardship, it could be said that Yuan Jue had lost miserably. If he didn't admit defeat, he felt that the Buddha Lord would throw him back into reincarnation ten thousand times.

No!

He never wanted to experience that again. Not even knowing who he was, a dim Dao heart, and a dusty will were the cruelest punishments for a cultivator pursuing the Great Dao!

“What's the situation? Yuan Jue admitted defeat?”

“From the beginning, his mouth was crooked, and his eyes were slanted, as if he was having a nightmare. On the other hand, the Buddha Lord looked as calm as a gentle breeze. He must have lost in the contest of divine senses.” Some people analyzed afterward.

“The Divine Radiance Temple has also lost. If this continues, the ancient temples that follow will probably have difficulty preserving their reputation.”

“There is a six-word mantra on Mount Sumeru. Even if the Buddha Lord can defeat these ancient temples, I'm afraid he can't do anything about the inheritance of the Amitabha Great Emperor.”

“That's right, I'm not too optimistic either.”

“You must know that Mount Sumeru has even converted a Great Saint of the Fighting Saint Ape race. Its foundation is profound. No matter how strong the Buddha Lord is, I'm afraid he is not as good as a Great Saint, right? Even a Great Saint has fallen on Mount Sumeru, so you can imagine how deep the water is in Mount Sumeru.”

That was a Great Saint, one who was enough to run rampant in troubled times.

Moreover, what was peculiar was that the Great Saint of the Fighting Saint Ape race was converted. Even Dongfang Taiyi only killed the Qianlun Great Saint, failing to capture him alive, let alone convert him.

Does the Fighting Saint Ape race also have imperial weapons?

Thinking about it this way, Mount Sumeru was no different from a dragon's pool or a tiger's den, a divine mountain and a demon's cave. Once you entered, you might not be able to get out, and you would become a Buddhist believer, spending the rest of your life on the mountain chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Just thinking about it made people shudder, even more terrifying than killing someone.

Luo Mo's divine sense was sharp, and he heard the cultivators' discussions, but he didn't care.

When the Fighting Saint Buddha goes to Sumeru, he will suppress the Maha Great Saint on Mount Sumeru. The real situation and the rumors circulating in the streets are completely different versions.

The Fighting Saint Buddha is easy to deal with. Luo Mo had no direct conflict with him. At most, he almost beat his nephew to death. It's a small matter. The Fighting Saint Ape race wouldn't mind.

“Next, it's the Hanging Temple.”

He was going to visit all these ancient Buddhist temples.

Yuan Jue watched the Great Radiance Salvation Ship leave, secretly sighing, and then his expression suddenly became stern.

Something was emerging from his sea of consciousness!

He quickly controlled it with the Buddhist treasures of the Divine Radiance Temple but discovered that it was a one-eyed stone Buddha, the same one he had seen during reincarnation.

“Don't say the stone Buddha has only one eye…”

After a nonsensical sentence, there was a secret technique recorded on the stone Buddha.

“The Technique of Reception.”

Did the Buddha Lord leave this for me?

Yuan Jue was a little puzzled. Why would he leave him a secret technique?

But since there was a secret technique, he would take a look.

“Compassionate acceptance, guiding all living beings, the light of Amitabha, rebirth in the Pure Land…”

This secret technique!

Yuan Jue only roughly read a few sentences before becoming immersed in it. This was definitely a profound Buddhist Dharma, no weaker than the Great Dream Heart Sutra, the 'Ni' syllable Heavenly Sound, inherited by his Divine Radiance Temple.

Although he didn't quite understand what the Buddha Lord wanted to do, he wouldn't refuse a good thing that had come into his hands for nothing. Although the Buddhist school believed in things like karma, they had never seen it. Although there were taboos, they couldn't resist the desire for a supreme Buddhist Dharma.

So Yuan Jue returned to his ancient temple and began to study this Reception Dharma.