Teacher of the Buddha's Disciple

Buddha light bathed Lu Changsheng and Xuan Xin.

A golden kasaya slowly appeared. It was a supreme Buddhist treasure, the Supreme Eight Treasures Glazed Kasaya. Ancient Buddhist scriptures were engraved within it; its eighty-four thousand dharmas protected one who was invincible in the present age.

This was the Buddha's will, bestowing a reward.

It was because Xuan Xin had completely awakened and attained Mahayana Buddhism.

As Buddha light bathed Lu Changsheng, his physical body underwent another transformation, condensing into a flawless Buddhist glazed body.

Yet in an instant, thirty thousand miles of purple qi also surged into Lu Changsheng's body.

Yin and Yang harmonized. Buddha light and Dao light converged, forming a Taiji Eight Trigrams diagram.

Lu Changsheng's physical body underwent a complete and utter transformation.

"This is... the Innate Supreme Yin Yang Body!"

An expert from the Yin Yang Holy Land cried out in shock.

"One of the strongest physiques since ancient times?"

"What? The Innate Supreme Yin Yang Body? Wasn't that a physique found only in legends?"

"Hiss! The Innate Supreme Yin Yang Body? Known as the body of the Great Dao, ranked third on the Divine Body Ranking, surpassed only by the Flawed Chaos Body and the Flawless Chaos Body. And if this physique advances one step further, it will become a Flawed Chaos Body!"

"Limitless Heavenly Venerable, I never imagined I would be fortunate enough to witness the Innate Supreme Yin Yang Body today. This is truly the fortune of three lifetimes."

"Transforming into Yin and Yang, infinitely close to the Dao. If Changsheng takes one more step forward in the future, he can condense the legendary Chaos Body, a body of the Great Dao. This man is destined to become renowned across the world and leave his name through the ages."

"Limitless Heavenly Venerable, with Changsheng in our righteous path, we can flourish for another hundred thousand years."

Everyone spoke in turn. Countless gazes fell upon Lu Changsheng, filled with amazement and envy, without a trace of jealousy.

This was strange. In theory, if an exceptionally dazzling genius emerged, he would naturally draw the envy of many. Yet Lu Changsheng did not. It was as though everything Lu Changsheng received was only what he deserved.

Perhaps looks truly represented truth.

However, at this moment.

Boundless Buddha light shone brilliantly once more.

With a single glance.

Every corner of the Great Luo Holy Land was illuminated by Buddha light. It was the natural beauty of heaven and earth, impossible to forget.

Then someone suddenly cried out, shattering the brief silence.

"Quick, look at what's beneath Senior Brother Changsheng's feet!"

As the voice rang out, many people turned their gazes over.

A golden Lotus Platform slowly appeared beneath Lu Changsheng's feet.

This was a lotus seat, a supreme Buddhist treasure. Only those possessing great wisdom could own one.

Ancient scriptures were engraved upon the golden lotus seat as it slowly lifted Lu Changsheng upward.

The terrifying purple qi also poured into the Lotus Platform, seemingly intending to contend against the Buddha light.

In an instant, the Lotus Platform turned green, and supremely profound chanting echoed from it.

"Twelfth Grade Green Lotus."

Once the green lotus took form, cries of astonishment rang out again.

Lotus Platforms were divided into grades: three, six, nine, and twelve.

Twelve was the highest grade. It could ward off all disasters, sever karmic force, and possessed supreme wondrous uses.

At this moment, the green lotus beneath Lu Changsheng's feet had twelve grades.

This meant Lu Changsheng possessed great enlightenment, great wisdom, great perseverance, great extraordinariness, and great divine abilities.

In the eyes of Buddhist disciples, he belonged among the most extraordinary of beings.

Even the four great divine monks of Little Thunderclap Temple had only condensed six-grade lotus seats. Yet Lu Changsheng's lotus seat was different. It was green, and it gave people an inexplicable sense of extraordinariness.

At the same time, a lotus seat rose beneath Xuan Xin's feet as well, though it had only nine grades: the Ninth Grade Golden Lotus.

At this moment, an ancient voice rang out from the Western Desert.

"Xuan Xin, you have attained enlightenment and obtained Mahayana Buddhism. From this day onward, you are the Buddha's Disciple of this age. Deliver all living beings, and spread the Buddhist Dharma for the people of the world."

This was the Buddha's will. Looking upward, a Buddha Shadow stood above the void, boundlessly vast and incomparably grand.

"Changsheng, you possess great enlightenment, great wisdom, great perseverance, and supreme greatness. You shall be the Teacher of the Buddha's Disciple. From this day forward, whenever Buddhist disciples see Changsheng, they must perform three kneelings and nine kowtows to show the highest respect."

The Buddha's will spoke.

It directly appointed Lu Changsheng as the Teacher of the Buddha's Disciple, granting him supreme honor.

Yet Lu Changsheng remained very calm.

He was a man of the Daoist path. What use did he have for such a title?

And there was also the green lotus beneath his feet.

To be honest, other than looking fairly impressive, Lu Changsheng did not like it much.

Since he was a powerful Daoist, his mount should definitely be some fierce beast.

Qilin, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, Black Tortoise, True Dragon, Taotie, Bàxià, Qiúniú—if nothing else, he should at least have a mount like a Jade Gourd or Purple Azure Immortal Sword for it to look good.

Still, since it was a free gift, it did not really matter. There was no reason to refuse something free.

"Greetings, Teacher!"

Xuan Xin knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Lu Changsheng.

At the same time, all the monks of the Western Desert also seemed to share the same thought and knelt down.

"Greetings, Teacher of My Buddha!"

They kowtowed in unison, devout beyond compare, regardless of status or position.

"Now that you have understood the Dharma, return."

Lu Changsheng spoke in a calm tone. In truth, he was still rather worried. The Dharma debate was over—what if Xuan Xin still wanted to compete in techniques?

What could they compete with?

Compare whose spiritual power was greater in the Qi Refinement Realm?

"Teacher, this student wishes to remain by your side and continue listening to Mahayana Buddhism."

Xuan Xin spoke, voicing his thoughts.

Lu Changsheng had not spoken the latter half of Mahayana Buddhism, so naturally, Xuan Xin was eager.

Remain by his side?

Lu Changsheng immediately shook his head, then looked at Xuan Xin and said,

"The Dharma is not upon me. What would you gain by following me to cultivate the Dharma?"

Lu Changsheng spoke.

Xuan Xin could not help but ask curiously,

"Then... where is the Dharma?"

"The Dharma is on the road."

"Where does the road lie?"

"Foolish child!"

"Foolish child!"

"The road lies beneath your feet."

In order to make Xuan Xin leave quickly, Lu Changsheng appeared exceptionally kind. He walked over to Xuan Xin, patted his head, then drew back his hand after finding it somewhat prickly, and softly said this.

The road lay beneath his feet?

Xuan Xin froze, then suddenly came to a realization.

"Thank you, Teacher, for bestowing the Dharma! Thank you, Teacher, for bestowing the Dharma! This student understands!"

Xuan Xin was delighted. He rose directly to his feet, then looked toward everyone in the Dao Discussion Hall. Pressing his palms together, he performed a grand salute.

"This little monk, Xuan Xin, harbored an obsession and turned into a butcher's blade that harmed others. Along this journey, karmic force bound me and cause and effect weighed upon me. Today, I have attained enlightenment and understood my errors. I hope all of you can forgive me. This little monk will perform a hundred good deeds every day to repay this karmic debt."

Xuan Xin spoke, apologizing to them.

At once, many cultivators of the younger generation pressed their palms together, indicating their acceptance.

Then Xuan Xin rose and departed from the Great Luo Holy Land to seek Mahayana Buddhism.

And with that, the Buddhist Dharma debate came to an end.

Very good, very good indeed.

"Eldest Senior Brother is mighty!"

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted.

In an instant, everyone began shouting along with him.

"Eldest Senior Brother is mighty!"

"Eldest Senior Brother is mighty!"

"Eldest Senior Brother is mighty!"

Deafening cries rang out as tens of thousands shouted in unison.

This Dharma debate had been simply magnificent. Lu Changsheng had lived up to everyone's expectations and won.

And he had won with utmost glory.

Yet a faint voice rose from within the crowd.

"Why didn't they compete in techniques?"

The moment those words were spoken, someone immediately scoffed.

"Compete in techniques? Eldest Senior Brother has already taken half a step toward ascension. How could they compete?"

"That's right. I heard Senior Brother Changsheng is already close to ascending. Even ten Xuan Xins would not dare compete with him."

"Yes, yes, yes, what all you senior brothers say is absolutely right."

"Why are you still whispering here? Shout with everyone—Eldest Senior Brother is mighty!"

Someone spoke, and all discussion immediately ceased, becoming one single cry.

"Eldest Senior Brother is mighty!"