Good and Evil Hard to Distinguish, a Disciple Comes Knocking

A higher-dimensional perspective unfolds.

The shrine remained a shrine, but in an indescribable form, it disintegrated, expanded, and presented itself to Zhang Fusheng in minute detail.

Clear and distinct, like looking at the fine lines on your palm.

At that time.

The Buddha statue opened its eyes.

Zhang Fusheng vaguely saw two silk threads on the Buddha statue that were invisible before but were now clearly visible.

One path leads to Yuan Feidao, while the other leads to a dark and unknown place.

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, his gaze falling on his grandmaster, whose physical details unfolded and became fully apparent in his eyes.

His five internal organs were like the bright moon, and the Ancestral Aperture between his eyebrows resembled the blazing sun; the blood within his body shone with Heavenly Light and precious luster.

Just like the Miss Mingyue I had glimpsed back then.

The only difference is that Miss Mingyue has a Ginseng Fruit implanted in her heart, but her master's internal organs are not abnormal.

"Definitely above the Innate Great Realm, absolutely Celestial Person."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, continuing to observe the past from the present.

At that time.

The Buddha statue's gaze swept over the three of them, finally settling on Chen Yuque. Under the insight of a higher dimension,

Zhang Fusheng saw an invisible golden light fall from the Buddha's eyes and envelop Chen Yuque.

"Um?"

He was startled; under the golden light, many invisible things within Chen Yuque's body were actually revealed.

Just as Yuan Feidao said.

Born without flaws, with a trace of Innate Fetal Purple Qi in the chest cavity, but the body is clearly incomplete—among the five internal organs, only the spleen has two shackles, hiding two great secrets.

The rest of the internal organs were completely clean and empty.

"These things, which are invisible even from a higher-dimensional perspective, became visible only when illuminated by the golden light, allowing me to see them from this higher-dimensional perspective as well."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, "That golden light, it must be some kind of Divine Ability, right?"

Buddhist Heavenly Eye?

As her thoughts raced, she saw her grandmaster point at her Second Senior Sister, and she could clearly see a wisp of Innate Spiritual Sense detach from her grandmaster's Ancestral Aperture between his eyebrows and land on Chen Yuque.

At the time, I didn't realize it, but now, looking at my master's face, I can see that his complexion has become clearer, and his Qi and Blood have also become weaker.

The Buddha statue's gaze fell upon Lin Dongxi, bathed in golden light. Zhang Fusheng also saw the things Yuan Feidao had described within the Little Bean's body.

Six clusters of innate Buddha-nature.

Then the Buddha statue reaches its hands into the dark space above its head.

This time, Zhang Fusheng saw things clearly.

That dark place, so far away, is... Maitreya?

No, it's not Maitreya, but something indescribable, formless and shapeless. Yet, in the instant Zhang Fusheng glimpsed it from a higher-dimensional perspective, he naturally and spontaneously understood!

"It is the heavenly position, or rather, the status, of Maitreya Buddha Ancestor."

Zhang Fusheng's eyes were bright, yet his expression was one of shock.

A relic was extracted from the Maitreya Heavenly Position of the Buddha statue and given to Lin Dongxi.

When the relics were removed, Maitreya Heavenly Position dimmed by three-tenths.

Zhang Fusheng's pupils contracted.

The master said that these are relics of an Arhat.

It's a complete idiom for a relic of an Arhat!

This is clearly a relic of Maitreya!

Buddha Ancestor!

No, it's not the real relic of Maitreya Buddha Ancestor, it's the [relic of the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor]. The difference between the two is quite simple.

The former is the true Future Buddha, the latter is a usurper who has taken the throne.

"Did the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor give away his relics? No, that's not it. There's only Maitreya Heavenly Position there, not the Laughing Buddha. The Laughing Buddha has already entered the mortal world and become Little Bean."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself.

Observing the illusory threads connecting the Buddha statue to Maitreya Heavenly Position and Yuan Feidao, a bold guess came to mind.

"Yuan Feidao while acting as the successor to the Maitreya Heavenly Position, he extracted the relics left behind by the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor from the Maitreya Heavenly Position and gave them to Lin Dongxi."

Why did he do that?

"Did they recognize Lin Dongxi as the reincarnation of the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor?"

As the Buddha statue spoke to itself, its gaze turned to its past self.

Bathed in golden light.

The Buddha statue suddenly split open.

Zhang Fusheng witnessed the entire process clearly.

I even saw the Buddha statue crack from head to toe at that very moment.

The flesh beneath the master's skin split open from the top of his head to the soles of his feet.

Fully synchronized.

The Buddha statue once again reached its hands into the dim light, towards the Maitreya Heavenly Position, and pulled out a wisp of candlelight.

From Zhang Fusheng's perspective, Maitreya Heavenly Position dimmed once again.

From its initial dazzling light, it has been stripped away twice and dimmed twice, and now it is only as bright as the moon.

From a higher-dimensional perspective, the candlelight is clean and clear, without any hidden malpractices or underhanded tactics.

"Grandmaster Yuan Feidao, is he really giving away a gift?"

Zhang Fusheng was utterly baffled. This old man, so fond of raising Gu poison, was actually acting out of kindness?

That's strange, so bizarre.

Through the crack in the door, the three disciples and Hong Tianbao appeared outside, and the door slammed shut.

But with today's perspective, which can be stretched to 100 meters, the scene in the dark room can still be seen.

Zhang Fusheng saw Old Master Yuan cough up a mouthful of bright red blood, and saw him leaning against the cracked, blood-stained Buddha statue, panting heavily.

Seeing the other person talking to themselves:

"They are all three truly promising talents."

At that time.

Yuan Feidao wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, stamped his foot, and sighed:

"It's a pity we met him too late. Tianbao is truly lucky."

The old man turned around, wiping the bloodstains from the Buddha statue, his body hunched over.

"The path to Ascension to Divinity is harder than ascending to heaven."

"The Bodhisattva returned after six kalpas, the Buddha was restored after Nine Tribulations, and now a Bodhisattva has descended to earth."

Hearing his soft sigh, Zhang Fusheng's heart skipped a beat. "Six kalpas for a Bodhisattva, Nine Tribulations for a Buddha"—could it refer to the six clusters of innate Buddha-nature within the Little Bean's body?

Since the Little Bean is the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor incarnate, shouldn't it be nine-piece set?

Could it be innate Buddha-nature?

Zhang Fusheng thought of Niu Dali.

Did this guy eat three of my balls?

Hmm, it seems quite possible.

I'll check it out later.

He continued to observe, while Old Yuan continued to sigh.

"And that young man, what being has he become entangled with? And is it ultimately good or bad for our Lingshan lineage?"

"Very well, Ascension to Divinity."

Yuan Feidao sighed one last time, and the viewpoint was completely zoomed out, no longer able to see into the dark room.

Zhang Fusheng left the crack in the door, paced back and forth, and finally sat upright on the prayer mat.

"Is Old Yuan good or bad?"

He rubbed his chin. This old man was actually giving something away—although it was something related to the Maitreya Heavenly Position.

With a thought, Zhang Fusheng's Eldest Senior Brother appeared in the urn.

Niu Dali bared his teeth and hissed at him.

Zhang Fusheng slapped him and asked:

"If I grant you immediate freedom, are you willing to pay a price in exchange?"

Niu Dali stared intently at Zhang Fusheng, then spoke with difficulty:

"I do!"

With a thought, Zhang Fusheng conjured up Contract Book, establishing the agreement.

In exchange for absolute freedom, three clusters of innate Buddha-nature.

The Contract Book fluttered slightly but didn't get hot—indicating that Niu Dali was willing.

This also illustrates...

The other party truly possesses three clusters of innate Buddha-nature.

Otherwise, the contract cannot be established.

Under Niu Dali's expectant gaze, Zhang Fusheng put away the Contract Book, his face expressionless.

"Oh, you're willing, but I'm not so willing."

He was just using the Contract Book to test whether Old Niu had any innate Buddha-nature.

Niu Dali's expectant expression froze, then he let out a heart-wrenching roar before Zhang Fusheng slapped him and the urn into the darkness.

Since innate Buddha-nature already exists within Niu Dali, things become much easier to understand.

There are far too many ways to get it; there's absolutely no need to trade with him.

The simplest.

Go to Jiangzhou, kill Niu Dali, take his Flawless Soul, and make it your Subordinate Soul.

Yes, we can't go to Jiangzhou yet.

We'll talk about it later.

"Yuan Feidao," Zhang Fusheng murmured, and with a thought, the wisp of candlelight that remained in Five Villages Temple appeared in his palm.

The ineffable and great Celestial Venerable quietly observed the candlelight and temporarily put it away.

The candle flame is fine, but before we understand its function, we shouldn't rashly merge it with the spirit and Essence, Qi, and Spirit.

"Old Yuan, what exactly are you trying to do?"

"Never mind, it's none of my business."

Despite saying that, Zhang Fusheng still frowned. February 9th next year.

We must get our hands on the Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron; Miss Mingyue is keeping an eye on it.

In that case, it would be inevitable that they would become entangled with the other two factions within the Western Sect.

"Although I have now mastered the Dharma Form, I am still not a Grandmaster."

"We must break through to the Grandmaster level as soon as possible."

"Besides."

He thought of what Shen Baobao had said about the ultimate leap, the method to transcend the control of the gods and reach the Innate Great Realm.

"One must reach the level of illusory divine realm and Minor Perfection, Mental Accumulation for a thousand years, before one can make the ultimate leap and directly ascend from Grandmaster to the Innate Great Realm."

"I am now at the Spiritual Perfection, True Spiritual Realm, but I can still attempt the ultimate leap!"

Zhang Fusheng smiled and muttered to himself:

"If only."

"Sell my spiritual cultivation and return to the Minor Perfection level."

"But not now."

With a thought, the Great Celestial Venerable disappeared from the Eight Sceneries Palace, Zhang Fusheng appeared in the main hall of the Five Villages Temple.

"There's nothing wrong with the things your grandmaster gave you."

Zhang Fusheng rubbed his temples:

"You can use it without worry."

"Really?" Lin Dongxi asked excitedly, "Grandmaster is such a kind person!"

She stroked her Dantian and chuckled foolishly:

"I've made up my mind. From now on, I will obey my master without question."

Zhang Fusheng glanced at her and said indifferently:

"I forgot to mention, your relic and my candle were both extracted from the divine position of [Great Belly Buddha Ancestor] in Different Dimension by our master."

Lin Dongxi was suddenly stunned:

"What's the meaning?"

Chen Yuque looked at her with pity:

"Junior Disciple Brother means that Grandmaster took it from you."

"Holy crap!"

Lin Dongxi flew into a rage and lunged at Zhang Fusheng:

"Give me back my candle!"

Zhang Fusheng chuckled.

Five minutes later.

The three consciousnesses left the divine realm and returned to their original bodies.

The overconfident Little Bean squatted down, clutching his head which was now covered in bumps, his eyes brimming with tears.

"It's getting dark, everyone should go back and rest."

Zhang Fusheng stretched and reminded him:

"By the way, I killed both of my eldest master's disciples. You guys be careful lately."

Chen Yuque remained expressionless, while the Little Bean covered his head and kept silent.

"Alright, stop looking so wronged."

Zhang Fusheng, both amused and exasperated, lightly kicked [the pot-bellied Buddha Ancestor]:

"What's rightfully yours is yours. You should really think about whether you can still act like Buddha Ancestor."

"What do you mean!" The Little Bean jumped up, but Zhang Fusheng didn't answer and drifted away.

Regardless of why the grandmaster gave the gift, one thing is clear.

The other party has already been connected with the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor, or rather, the Maitreya Buddha Ancestor.

If our master Ascension to Divinity?

He'll probably be able to sit on that throne very soon.

Little Bean, oh Little Bean.

I'm home.

Mom has already cooked dinner.

The family quietly ate their dinner around the table.

"Dad."

Zhang Fusheng put down his chopsticks and said softly:

"I have a senior colleague who works in the Investigation Bureau. I'll ask him if it's possible to let you take this Night Watchman."

"Then, our family will move to the Upper-Level District."

Zhang Wentao was stunned for a moment:

"Elders of the sect, this is probably very difficult. Retired employees serving as Night Watchman is a fundamental rule of the Investigation Bureau, and it cannot be changed."

"It's alright, my senior from the sect has a rather high status."

"How tall?" Old Zhang joked, "Could he be some kind of action team leader?"

"No, that's the garrison commander of Chongyang City."

Old Zhang coughed violently.

He looked at his son as he went back to his room, his expression dazed, and he was somewhat speechless.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Guifang asked curiously, "Is the garrison commander very powerful?"

Zhang Wentao's lips trembled, and he gave a bitter smile:

"Very impressive."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Zhou Guifang sighed softly, "My son has made something of himself."

Zhang Wentao opened his mouth, unsure of what to say.

To guard the area.

He was somewhat lost in thought. What kind of people did Fusheng usually associate with?

Old Zhang glanced at the tightly closed door.

In the house.

Zhang Fusheng opened the Divine Net and browsed it silently.

The Divine Net of Chongyang City is far superior to that of Jiangzhou, and it has an extremely large quantity of natural Five Elements Great Medicine for sale.

Each serving costs approximately 2,700 to 3,500 pseudo -Living Souls.

"Unearthing the three major secrets of an internal organ requires an increase in the amount of potent medicine needed, almost exponentially."

Zhang Fusheng silently calculated that he still had eleven major secrets to uncover.

All told, at least thirty portions of Natural Great Medicine will be needed.

In other words, at least 100,000 Living Souls, and most likely more, since the further you go, the more powerful medicines you need to excavate the secret treasures.

"Non-Self devour large quantities of human organs, forget it."

A chill ran down his spine.

That's at least 100,000 Living Souls.

This number is not small, but it's definitely not small either. At least, I can't afford it myself. The market price of a pseudo- Living Souls is around 100,000 yuan.

To say more?

The three ounces of Brave Lion meat that Old Shi bought cost him 300,000 Living Souls.

In other words, the price of an ounce or two of Brave Lion meat could buy a powerful medicine that would open up all your internal organs.

How do we make money?

"Contract Book transactions? That won't do. The flow of money is too easy to trace, leaving a lot of evidence and posing a risk of exposure."

Zhang Fusheng stroked his chin, having made up his mind.

I need to go and beg for alms.

How do I play?

Naturally, it's because of his position as Assistant Manager Zhang.

The city is so big, it's perfectly reasonable for the Director-General of the Public Security Bureau, who is in charge of protecting the safety of the powerful and wealthy, to collect some protection fees.

If you have the power but don't use it, aren't you a coward?

Speaking of which, the Ghastly Skeleton is almost at Jiangzhou. Zhang Fusheng suddenly frowned, a cold look appearing on his face, and abruptly stood up.

Push open the room door.

"Mom and Dad, I'm going out for a bit!"

Are you coming home to sleep tonight?

"I don't know, don't wait for me!"

Zhang Fusheng stepped out of his house; the moon was already rising overhead. He silently walked away from the doorway, then suddenly glanced sideways at the shadows:

"West Cultist?"

A Great Cultist emerged from the shadows and sized up Zhang Fusheng.