The Buddha Speaks, the Buddha Bestows-He Cannot Be Peered At

A stone Buddha statue, gilded with gold leaf, suddenly opened its eyes at that moment.

The shrine was solemn.

Zhang Fusheng could feel the Buddha statue's gaze sweep over him without lingering for a moment—but it was only in that instant that the gaze fell upon him.

A chill ran down his spine, giving him the urge to immediately go to the Eight Sceneries Palace and sit upright on a prayer mat.

Stop the impulse.

Maitreya, the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor.

If the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor is still in Different Dimension, then who is Lin Dongxi beside him?

If Lin Dongxi is truly the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor has descended to earth to undergo tribulations, then who are this Buddha statue and the deity behind it?

My thoughts are racing.

"Why aren't you paying your respects?" Yuan Feidao's low voice rang out, and the three disciples were all startled awake. They knelt on the three soft prayer cushions, their hands clasped together.

They chanted in unison:

"Homage to the Buddha Ancestor with the large belly!"

The shrine trembled, and the Buddha statue, which was depicted with a hearty laugh, laughed even more heartily. The next second, a solemn voice suddenly arose.

"Compassion, compassion, compassion!"

The three compassionate cries echoed in the dark room, deafening and enlightening Zhang Fusheng, who felt as if his mind had been completely cleared and he had been given a sudden awakening.

All the confusion of the past seems to be resolved at this moment, and the things that I have pondered but could not obtain are now obtained!

Like.

A complete and profound realization.

Even the words from the Five Villages Temple Daoist scriptures, which could not be memorized or copied, began to flash briefly in his mind!

The Buddha statue suddenly looked at Chen Yuque.

Yuan Feidao also spoke in a low voice at the right time, as if speaking on behalf of the Buddha statue, or on behalf of the deity who resided in Different Dimension.

He stared intently at Chen Yuque, his voice booming:

"Born with a pure and immaculate body, with a trace of Innate Fetal Purple Qi still remaining in the chest cavity, alas, ultimately not a true [Innate Being], as there are deficiencies in the body."

Zhang Fusheng and Lin Dongxi both looked at their Second Senior Sister, the former's heart stirred slightly.

Second Senior Sister's body was something she created herself; she was the source of her own bloodline.

In a sense, the Second Senior Sister was less than a month old when she was born.

It is normal for the Innate Fetal Purple Qi to still remain in the chest cavity.

However, there is a deficiency in the body.

Well, he created his Second Senior Sister based on his own body model, so her body's maximum capacity is only the Spleen's Great Secret, which is bound to be flawed, isn't it?

Zhang Fusheng's mind raced, somewhat surprised. Could this Buddha statue really have seen the existence and non-existence within his Second Senior Sister's body?

At this moment, the grandmaster continued to speak:

"Strange, there is an Innate Immortal Dao Rhyme within your body. It's a pity that the Dao essence is not strong enough to form a special physique for you."

Yuan Feidao sighed softly and spoke solemnly:

"Yes, Divine Oracle."

"I grant you a Limit-Breaking Spiritual Sense, leaving you a sliver of hope. Next year, you may be able to mend your damaged body and embark on the true path."

He pointed at Chen Yuque from a distance, seemingly without any reaction, but Chen Yuque trembled slightly, as if a withered tree had come back to life, her eyes and spirit becoming more lively and clear.

The Buddha statue slowly turned its head, its gaze falling on Lin Dongxi.

Yuan Feidao also looked at her, his eyes vacant, as if inviting a deity to possess him, uttering Brahma Chant:

"You Born with Buddhist Destiny, with six clusters of innate Buddha-nature within you. You are destined to be a Bodhisattva incarnate, and in the future, you will become a revered Bodhisattva of our Vulture Peak lineage."

"I hereby bestow upon you the Great Sun Arhat Sarira."

After speaking, Yuan Feidao bowed respectfully towards the Buddha statue:

"Amitabha!"

To the astonishment of the three, the Buddha statue's hands reached into the void, into an unknown and unfathomable place.

Then, surprisingly, a magnificent relic was revealed!

As soon as the relic appeared, the sound of chanting and the sound of Wooden Fish immediately filled the dark room, and eighty-one rays of Brahma light emanated from it.

When Zhang Fusheng was bathed in the light of Brahma, he was able to keenly perceive that after consuming the flesh of the Brave Lion, the Buddha-nature Golden Light attached to his skin was surging!

His skin had a golden sheen that flowed between its lines.

The Great Sun Arhat Sarira quietly floated up and landed on Lin Dongxi. The latter subconsciously opened his mouth, and the relics entered his body.

A burst of intense sunlight shone in her mouth, then sank into her throat, down to her stomach, and finally settled in her Dantian.

The intense sunlight slowly receded.

Lin Dongxi closed his eyes tightly, and gradually a sense of Buddha-nature and purity arose from his body.

"At last."

Yuan Feidao's gaze fell on Zhang Fusheng.

The Buddha statue slowly turned its head and gazed at Zhang Fusheng.

The latter felt a chill run down his spine, having the unsettling feeling that he had been completely exposed.

One breath, two breaths.

Yuan Feidao seemed to have received Divine Oracle, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face:

"Your Root Bone qualities are unremarkable, yet you possess Aura of the Other Shore, a sign of having grasped the essence of life and death—have you comprehended the Aspect of the Ancient Tomb?"

Before Zhang Fusheng could answer, the old man continued his narration:

"Within the body, there are various signs of acquired transformation, such as the Buddha-nature Golden Light, the Qi and Blood Sublimation, Acquired Immaculate."

He sighed and said:

"Exceptional comprehension, but lacking in natural talent; it seems the Dead Man's Bones have been dug out."

Zhang Fusheng listened quietly, feeling a slight sense of relief.

The gaze of a Buddha statue can indeed reveal one's true nature.

But it's only a superficial understanding of the physical body.

The Aura of the Other Shore is naturally the result of fusing with the Other Shore Flower. The Dead Man's Bones were dug up, and those were clearly the [Other Shore Bone] that I myself had transformed from the Dead Man's Bones, which were then temporarily entrusted to the Ghastly Skeleton.

Buddha statues are mysterious and enigmatic.

However, there seems to be a limit.

Just as Zhang Fusheng was lost in thought...

Yuan Feidao's voice suddenly turned serious:

"Your body possesses an illusory, ethereal, almost imperceptible Divine Karma, originating from the God of Plague?"

Zhang Fusheng was taken aback and quickly replied:

"I come from Jiangzhou."

"I see."

Yuan Feidao nodded slightly.

"The Buddha said, 'The God of Plague has gazed upon you and remembered you, which is why this karmic consequence has occurred.'"

"The Buddha said, 'Your physical body is extraordinary, resembling Flesh and Blood Divine Body, with a surging vitality comparable to a grandmaster.'"

"The Buddha said, 'I will grant it to you.' That's not right."

Yuan Feidao's voice suddenly became solemn, deep and resonant, yet also ethereal.

The light in the Buddha's eyes shone even brighter.

Zhang Fusheng could clearly sense that the gaze was scrutinizing something about him.

But he also sensed something in his the Unseen that his vision was completely blocked, obstructed, and blocked!

Yes.

Eight Sceneries Palace.

A crack splits open on the top of the Buddha statue, extending from the top of the Buddha's head all the way to the round belly and then to the lotus pedestal beneath it.

Lin Dongxi's eyes widened, while Chen Yuque remained calm.

The old man's face suddenly turned red, as if his Qi and Blood was churning and he had suffered a trauma.

His expression was extremely solemn as he stared at Zhang Fusheng, his eyes filled with astonishment and uncertainty.

The Buddha said, "Your karmic entanglements are heavy and complex!"

Cause and effect entanglement?

Zhang Fusheng clasped his hands together in prayer:

"Please enlighten me, Grandmaster."

Yuan Feidao took a breath, his face still flushed, even more so, and his breathing became erratic.

He spoke very slowly:

"Child, you are entangled with too many causes and effects. The Buddha vaguely saw the shadows of various sects within you, but these are all illusions."

The room was dimly lit, and Hong Tianbao, who was waiting outside, swallowed hard.

He had never seen Yuan Feidao look like this before.

Such solemnity and astonishment.

Yuan Feidao took a deep breath and continued:

"Not only that, it seems he also had interactions with several deities. Buddha saw the God of Plague, the Ancestor of Land Immortals, and..."

His expression was so grave it was almost unbelievable; it carried an air of utter disbelief.

"You saw it? The figure of the Nine Nether Sin-Removing Heavenly Venerate?"

Zhang Fusheng was dumbfounded.

Chen Yuque blinked and lowered her head in awe.

Yuan Feidao frowned deeply.

"These are merely minor details. The Buddha said that you possess a faint trace of karma from an inconceivable, unseen, and unimaginable god."

Zhang Fusheng's face showed a look of fear and trepidation, and he felt extremely strange.

This is referring to the [Celestial Venerable], right?

I am naturally entangled with myself through cause and effect.

Yuan Feidao spoke last:

"You may have been seen as a pawn by that mysterious deity beyond the limits of thought. As Buddha said, He cannot see more, nor can He see the details."

"I just want to advise you to be careful, be careful!"

Zhang Fusheng clasped his hands together and bowed again.

The Grandmaster sighed:

"What Buddha has given you is an Undying Lamp Flame. Holding this flame, you can illuminate your path and stay as far away as possible from calamities and calculations."

"You can also integrate this lamplight into any one of the three elements: [essence], [energy], or [spirit], and you will receive Great Fortune."

As soon as he finished speaking, the grandmaster reached out and gestured, and the cracked Buddha statue seemed to be lifted up, extending its hand into the void once more.

Following it down was a seemingly ordinary candle flame suspended in mid-air.

The candlelight flickered and Zhang Fusheng reached out to catch it.

Yuan Feidao's face flushed even more.

He spoke in a low voice:

"You three little ones are far more fortunate than Qiu Sheng and Dao Ling's disciples. Each of you is extraordinary and possesses the talent to Becoming a God. The Buddha has bestowed upon you many blessings."

"Let's go back."

The old man, his back hunched, admonished:

"Especially you, young man, your karma is too heavy; it seems a great deity is using you as a pawn."

"We still need to be careful."

Be careful!

He waved his hand, and the three of them were suddenly outside the house in a flash, including Hong Tianbao.

"And so, go back."

The door closed, and the voice of the grandmaster echoed from within. The three looked at each other, and together with Hong Tianbao, they bowed and took their leave.

In the dark room.

Yuan Feidao closed his eyes, his face flushed, and suddenly opened his mouth, letting out a "Wow!"

The brilliant blood, shimmering with Heavenly Light, gushed from his mouth and splattered onto the cracked Buddha statue.

He bent over, panting heavily, sweat pouring down his face.

"What exactly was the master's gift?"

Along the way, Zhang Fusheng looked at his master and couldn't help but ask:

Is it good or evil?

I don't know either.

Hong Tianbao shook his head, his expression complex:

"I have never seen your master move like this, nor have I ever seen that Buddha statue behave like this. This is truly a divine gift."

Chen Yuque touched her Ancestral Aperture her eyebrows, Lin Dongxi stroked his Dantian, and Zhang Fusheng stretched out his right hand, whereupon a wisp of candlelight appeared out of thin air.

The candlelight seemed ordinary.

"It's getting late." Hong Tianbao glanced at the sky. "Everyone should go back and get some rest. We can talk about anything else tomorrow or the day after."

The disciples bowed to their master and watched him depart into the distance.

Then.

Zhang Fusheng picked up the Little Bean with one hand, and with a thought, his divine realm unfolded, simultaneously bringing Chen Yuque and the Little Bean into it!

The two felt a blur before their eyes, the scenery changed, and when everything became clear again, they found themselves inside a huge hall.

Looking up, one could see a prayer cushion, an incense burner, a Daoist scripture, and...

A shrine.

There is no god in the shrine.

The only wooden plaque bears the two characters "[Heaven and Earth]".

Unconsciously, Chen Yuque prostrated herself before the Heaven and Earth Tablet, and Lin Dongxi also bowed her head and bent over towards it.

That's right.

He simply bowed his head and bent over.

They were not forced to crawl.

Zhang Fusheng gave Lin Dongxi a deep look, stepped forward, and first glanced at the Daoist scripture.

Sure enough, there was a new line of text on it.

It's just three words.

[Good tactic]

Zhang Fusheng remained expressionless. With a thought, he covered the shrine with a thin veil, making the Heaven and Earth Tablet invisible. Only then did Chen Yuque and Lin Dongxi stand up straight.

"Where am I?" Lin Dongxi looked around cautiously.

Zhang Fusheng plopped down on the prayer mat in front of the shrine. Although this place was not as grand as the Eight Sceneries Palace, it was still of exceptionally high status.

In this way, even if the Grandmaster had left some tricks in the three items bestowed by Buddha, he would not be able to see through us.

He sighed and looked at Lin Dongxi:

"Tell me, if He is the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor, then what are you?"

"Me too!"

Lin Dongxi put his hands on his hips, glared, and muttered:

"That thing is clearly a fake, no, it's not a fake either."

A look of confusion appeared on her face:

"I always feel that the Buddha statue—no, the indescribable thing on that Buddha statue—is a part of me."

"It's like the meditation cushion beneath a Daoist priest, or the lotus throne beneath a Bodhisattva."

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, a thought popping into his mind—a divine position? A heavenly position?

When the 'Great Belly Buddha Ancestor' entered the mortal world to undergo tribulations, wouldn't the only thing left in the Different Dimension be his heavenly position?

Zhang Fusheng opened his hand, and the wisp of unknown candlelight appeared in his palm. It still looked ordinary, as if it really was just an ordinary candlelight.

He pondered for a moment:

"Stay here for a moment, do not wander around, and do not go to read the Daoist scriptures."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fusheng's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, leaving behind only a seemingly ordinary candle flame, as the two women stared blankly at him.

At the same instant.

Zhang Fusheng's figure appeared in the Eight Sceneries Palace.

He first plopped down on the prayer mat, his status suddenly rising to an unspeakable height.

He frowned in thought, sensing everything, but found nothing unusual. However, upon closer inspection, he noticed a prying gaze.

Unlike Black Eyes before, this gaze couldn't reach the Eight Sceneries Palace at all; it was as if it were seen through ten thousand layers of mist, giving a chilling glance.

That gaze shattered upon hitting the mist.

He must not be spied upon.

It's that Buddha statue.

Zhang Fusheng found it even more unbelievable that a gaze that seemed to belong to the [Maitreya Buddha Ancestor] Heavenly Position was shattered beyond ten thousand layers of mist.

What exactly did Black Eyes rely on back then?

What exactly was the darkness in his eyes?

We need to get it.

Amidst a thousand thoughts swirling within him, Zhang Fusheng meticulously examined himself, ensuring nothing was overlooked.

He then stood up and ran to the back hall in a flash.

Then he pressed his face against the crack of the Gate of the Past, gazing into it, his thoughts racing.

The gloomy scene inside the door was suddenly tinged with vibrant colors, revealing a scene from long ago, in the house, in the dark room, in front of the shrine.

"Let me see what's going on."

The great Celestial Venerable, with his rear end sticking out, peered through the crack in the door, his eyes wide open, his voice solemn and dignified.