Professionals of the Starry Skies - Chapter 355

[355. Chapter 355: Reverend Jueming (Subscription Request)]

Suddenly, a scream was heard in the void.

It was the Great True Lord Yuxue!
His blood escape technique was broken, and the magic armor on his body quickly melted under the true fire of the sun, and his body was burned to ashes.

There was only a tall and strong black Yuanying, which was submerged in countless golden swastika runes and turned into a golden puppet, falling into Fang Xing’s palm.

“Huh?”

Fang Xing was a little surprised and looked in the direction of Great True Lord Xuyun: “You can take two moves of the Transformation Spirit. Your potential, strength, luck… are all above that of the Great True Lord of Demon Dao.”

The true appearance of Great True Lord Xuyun was revealed, a face with sharp edges and corners of his mouth with blood oozing, and it was obvious that he had been seriously injured.

Seeing Fang Xing now was like seeing a divine master, and his heart was filled with despair.

What’s even more sad is that he had previously taken the initiative to use the ‘Map of Mountains and Rivers’ to block the nearby void, making it a luxury for him to even use various void means to escape. He was truly trapped in his own web.

After all, who could have thought that… originally they were just trying to catch a turtle in a jar, and even sent out two great masters, they would actually encounter such a speechless situation? !

If the Yuanshen Sword Sect still had a capable god-transforming warrior outside, they would have rebuilt the holy land long ago and the five clans would not have been in such misery for so many years.

“I…promise you.”

Driven by the desire to survive, Master Xuyun could not help but send a message to a mysterious being.

“Um?”

Fang Xing raised his eyebrows and saw the spiritual power of heaven and earth gathering in front of him, faintly forming a golden body of Arhat.

An extremely terrifying wave of magical power emerged.

“Donor, please forgive others when you can!”

An old voice emanated from the golden face of the Arhat giant.

“To draw the spiritual power of heaven and earth and become a divine cultivator?”

Fang Xing’s martial arts will soared into the sky, transforming into the image of the Great Sun Tathagata, instantly sweeping away all spiritual pressure. He sneered when he heard this: “It seems like a cultivator who died incompletely, with only a trace of his soul left… What is this? A portable grandfather? As expected of the Great True Lord, each of them is a protagonist for a while… Die!”

Fang Xing now would dare to fight off a living Divine Transformation cultivator even if he met one, so it is impossible for him to be scared away by a trace of residual soul.

He slapped out with his palm, and the Vairocana Tathagata behind him immediately showed angry eyes of a diamond, transformed into Acala, and slapped down with his big hand.

Crash!
The red and blue spiritual powers of heaven and earth were like tides, crashing into each other and creating huge waves.

Then…

The golden body of the Arhat was submerged by the red spiritual energy…

“Not good, this youngster has no moral principles. Let’s leave quickly.”

When Great True Lord Xuyun heard the thoughts transmitted by the remaining soul of his own master, he was shocked.

This is his last trump card.

But it seems that it is still ineffective against the great True Lord of Body Cultivation!
This ‘Venerable Jueming’ was obtained by him in a relic cave when he was forming the elixir. It has always been a great opportunity that has been kept secret.

Without the other party’s guidance, he would not be able to condense the Nascent Soul and break into the late Nascent Soul realm.

But no one expected that even Venerable Jueming could not take down Fang Xing!

“I will use my soul secret technique later to shake the young man’s mind… If you miss this opportunity, you will surely die.”

Fortunately, the voice of the Venerable Jueming came again, which made the Great True Lord Xuyun feel relieved: “Senior Jueming, if I can escape from the dead, I will definitely refine my body for you! Live a second life!”

Then……

He heard the screams of ‘Venerable Jueming’!

“ah!”

Venerable Jueming’s voice was filled with shock and pain… and then it fell into dead silence.

Before Great Master Xuyun could speak, he saw Fang Xing approaching him, and a trace of despair appeared on his face…

…

After a moment.

Fang Xing put away the two Great True Lord-level Nascent Souls and checked their storage bags one by one.

“Hmm? As expected of a Great Master, he is extremely wealthy and has a lot of top-grade spirit stones…”

“Huh? There’s actually another ‘Infant Strengthening Pill’? This immortal clone is so lucky, it will definitely be able to break through to the middle stage of the Nascent Soul…”

“And there are a few bottles of elixirs, which should be able to improve your magic power even more…”

Suddenly, a flash of light appeared on his hand, and a pitch-black wooden sculpture emerged.

This wood carving is shaped like an arhat, sitting cross-legged on a lotus platform, with kind eyes and soft lines.

The wood carving is completely black, and there is a faint and refreshing scent of sandalwood emanating from it.

Fang Xing felt refreshed after just a light sniff: “Is this… Yan Po sandalwood? It is said to be one of the three great treasures of divine consciousness along with the Soul-Nourishing Tree and the Heavenly Heart Wood?”

Judging from the grade of this wood, it is at least grade five.

And in the Arhat Buddha statue, there was a faint fluctuation of the soul that he was very familiar with.

“After the death of a cultivator who has reached the state of transformation, only a trace of his soul remains. He relies on the Yan Po sandalwood to maintain his life? It turns out that the higher the realm of a cultivator, the harder it is for him to die…”

Fang Xing shook the statue in his hand: “Don’t hide it…”

“Amitabha… I am Jueming, the monk. Greetings to you.” A subtle telepathic voice came from the Arhat statue: “Your talent in cultivating immortals is simply unbelievable. Even those great masters in history who were in the late Nascent Soul stage were far inferior to you… Could you be the reincarnation of a true immortal?”

There was a hint of flattery in Venerable Jueming’s voice.

“If you can say nice things, just say more…”

Fang Xing stared at the wood carving with a smile, which made Venerable Jueming speechless. He felt that this great True Lord who practiced physical cultivation had a very different personality from those immortal cultivators.

However, as a Buddhist master, he was best at speaking eloquently: “Before, I was controlled by others and had to try to stop the chariot with my bare hands. I hope you can forgive me…”

“You were very brave before, and you even dared to attack me with your spiritual sense.” Fang Xing kept smiling.

Venerable Jueming was speechless.

This is also what puzzles him the most.

He is a Buddhist practitioner and a master of the Divine Transformation Realm, and he has extremely high knowledge of the application and nature of spiritual awareness.

However, he did not expect that the move of “Golden Buddha Lion’s Roar” that he used all his strength to perform had no effect on the Great True Lord in front of him, and even backfired. The Yuanshen that had finally recovered a little bit almost went into Nirvana…

“Could it be… that he is really the reincarnation of a true immortal?”

A hint of speculation emerged in Venerable Jueming’s mind.

“Master Jueming, you are at least a venerable incarnation of the spirit. Although Buddhists are rare in the Hanhai cultivation world, why did you end up like this?”

Fang Xing was a little curious.

Venerable Huashen is already at the top of the vast sea of immortal cultivation. Theoretically, he shouldn’t be so unlucky.

Could it be… that I encountered the God of Transformation?

“Alas… the cultivators in this world are all in the immortal way, and are relatively repulsive to Buddhist cultivation… The ‘Vajra Prajna Temple’ where I am is the legacy left by a great Buddhist cultivator from the upper realm when I descended to this world the last time… I have a heart for Buddhism since I was young, and after years of hard cultivation, I finally advanced to the level of a spirit. I originally wanted to spread Buddhism, but I didn’t expect to encounter the chaos of the ancient demons!”

There was a hint of fear in the voice of the Venerable Jueming: “That ancient demon had amazing magical powers, and it seemed that he was a powerful being who had fallen from the realm of refining emptiness. For the sake of the people of the world, I had to do my best to defeat the demon… But my Buddhist practice was not enough, and the Arhat’s golden body was broken by the ancient demon, and his soul was almost annihilated… Fortunately, there is still a trace of soul left, which is placed in this Buddha statue, and it is lingering…”

“Turns out he’s another unlucky guy from the Ancient Demon Rebellion.” Fang Xing sighed.

It is unknown how many important figures died at the hands of the ancient demon that year and whose deaths were kept secret.

“In this world, the lifespan of a Yuanying True Lord is a thousand years, and the lifespan of a Shenhua cultivator is about two thousand years. Only those who have reached the realm of refining emptiness and ascending to heaven can have no worries about their lifespan… Monk Jueming calculated the days and found that his lifespan is not far away, at most a few hundred years…”

Fang Xing asked, “What does it mean to descend to the realm?”

“Donor, you don’t know… The vast sea of immortal cultivation we are in is attached to the ‘Qianyuan Great Realm’. In the eyes of Buddhists, there are 129,600 human realms like the ‘Qianyuan Great Realm’, with countless cultivators and creatures breeding and practicing in them… Once you break through the refining void, you can cross the realm and ascend to the upper realm. But there are several upper realms, such as the ‘Spirit Realm’ where cultivators in this realm ascend, the ‘Demon Realm’ where ancient demons belong, and the ‘Brahma Realm’ where my master comes from… The movement of the Great Void is unstable and its power is unpredictable. It is already extremely difficult to ascend from the lower realm to the upper realm, and it is almost impossible to descend from the upper realm to the lower realm… Unless by chance, the power of the realm is weakened ten thousand times, which is the ‘time of descending to the realm’, which often does not last long… On the contrary, the intersection of many lower realms may last longer.”

“So it’s a spatial intersection?!”

Fang Xing immediately thought of the “border” of the Daxia world, which was essentially the overlap of two major spaces.

“I see. However, there are reasons why the monks in the lower realms have to practice hard to ascend to heaven. Why do the monks in the upper realms want to descend to the lower realms?”

Fang Xing thought of a doubt: “Could it be that the Qianyuan Realm has something special about it?”

“Amitabha… I, the Buddha, save all mankind and send my disciples to the mortal world to preach…”

Venerable Jueming said: “As for why the ancient demon descended to the world, and what hatred it has with the Yuanshen Sword Sect, this poor monk really knows nothing.”

“I see.”

Fang Xing nodded, seeming to believe it.

Venerable Jueming immediately continued: “Although I am not very knowledgeable, I think I have a good understanding of the vast sea of immortal cultivation. I also know a few relics and Buddhist treasures… I am willing to offer them all to the donor. I only ask that I will always be with the donor and help the donor solve his problems.”

“Haha…are you used to being my grandfather, or are you afraid that I will kill you?”

Fang Xing laughed and was slightly tempted, but immediately gave up.

After all, he is not a real native and has too many secrets.

What’s the big deal about carrying an old man with you?

What’s more… this Divine Transformation Master might not be telling the truth, and his own secret technique of “Ten Thousand Hearts” is still a little lacking, making it difficult to search the soul of a Divine Transformation Master.

Fortunately… my methods are not limited to the secret techniques in “Wan Xin”.

“I… do have selfish motives. I am willing to give all my savings to the donor, and only ask that the donor can refine a body for me in the future…”

Monk Jueming spoke in an earnest voice.

“Well…then please come to my sea of consciousness and consult me at all times.”

Fang Xing grabbed the Arhat statue, and his mental power overflowed, and he found the dim golden soul deep inside the statue.

Then…

He opened his own sea of consciousness and welcomed the other party’s soul in.

(End of this chapter)