Immortal and Divine True Blood, Kunlun Jade Void!

In the alley.

The white-robed monk knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his body as fragile as porcelain, covered in cracks.

He stared fervently at the descending Six-Armed Mahakala.

Seeing the great deity open his eyes,

I saw His shout, and I saw a black spear flash by!

Then.

Nothing happened.

The jet-black spear pierced through the void, and just as it approached Director Zhang, crossing the horizontal line on the ground...

Then it suddenly disappeared.

It seems that the drawn line is truly insurmountable.

"Misunderstand!!"

A thunderous roar echoed across the sky above Chongyang City. The phantom of the Six-Armed Mahakala roared, and then shattered in the next second!

The white-robed monk was bewildered and frantically tried to communicate with Mahakala, but received no response whatsoever.

He exerted all his strength to build an altar in the divine realm, but could only vaguely see the Six-Armed Mahakala.

It seems they are fighting fiercely in Different Dimension, with the battle so brutal that one can vaguely see the world turning upside down and Divine Blood raining down.

The white-robed monk was bewildered and at a loss.

The monk clad in the armor of Human Treasure was also bewildered—he too worshipped Mahakala and had just requested an audience in the divine realm, but what had happened?

Mahakala did not respond.

All he saw was a huge ancient book that landed on the forehead of the great deity.

Seeing the great deity fighting a terrifying figure, he exclaimed, "It's a misunderstanding!"

The two great monks' thoughts returned to themselves, back to the alley.

The Vajra Pestle was shattered and scattered all over the ground, and the phantom of Mahakala had also disappeared as expected—his true form was engaged in a fierce battle in Different Dimension!

Even the believers didn't bother to pay attention or respond.

"Gods vs. Gods?"

The white-robed monk coughed up a mouthful of precious blood, his expression bewildered, and he looked at the handsome young man with a look of horror.

Mahakala only attacked him, throwing a divine spear, and then...

Then, a war of gods ensued.

Which Buddha was it?

In the dead silence, Lin Dongxi looked completely bewildered, utterly confused as to what had happened.

Zhang Fusheng stood calmly behind that 'insurmountable' horizontal line and said indifferently:

"Would you two like to cross this line?"

The senior monk in armor helped the white-robed monk to his feet. After a moment of silence, he spoke in a low voice:

"Tomorrow, the two of us will come to apologize."

"What happened today will never be told to the outside world, and no one else will know about it."

Zhang Fusheng simply nodded lightly, and the two monks turned and left without any hesitation.

The alley returned to deathly silence, with only the broken vajra on the ground indicating that everything that had just happened was not an illusion.

Problem solved.

Zhang Fusheng felt a sense of relief, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Although he didn't know exactly what happened in the Different Dimension,

But he knew that the Ancestor of Land Immortals would probably be too busy to take care of himself for the time being.

Most importantly,

That faithful follower died, at the hands of Mahakala, and would not be associated with him by the Ancestor of Land Immortals.

In this way...

Zhang Fusheng lowered his eyelids. He could easily use this chessboard to find the other ninety-nine less devout believers.

Then he quietly took over their command.

At that time, will the Ancestor of Land Immortals be able to Divine Descent? When Divine Descent, and where will he come down?

It's entirely up to me.

In this way--

There was no crisis.

At least for the time being, I can live in peace for a while and don't have to think about the Ancestor of Land Immortals.

Just as Zhang Fusheng's mind was racing,

The Little Bean grabbed his leg and burst into tears.

What are you doing??

Zhang Fusheng woke up with a start, completely bewildered, and heard Lin Dongxi wailing:

"Junior Disciple Brother, sob, I shouldn't have thought of you like that before."

She hugged Zhang Fusheng's leg, wiping away her tears:

"You actually went to face the Six-Armed Mahakala for my sake!"

Three question marks appeared on Zhang Fusheng's forehead.

He immediately realized that his junior sister had probably misunderstood something.

Well, that's fine too.

Gently patting the Little Bean's head, Zhang Fusheng sighed softly:

"You are, after all, my senior sister."

The Little Bean's eyes reddened even more, and he stared blankly for a moment before nodding vigorously.

Evening.

"Eat more, you've gotten so thin!"

Zhou Guifang, her face full of heartache, placed a large piece of chicken leg meat on her son's plate. Zhang Wentao, standing nearby, twitched his lips and said:

"Is he still hungry?"

As he spoke, Old Zhang reached out with his chopsticks, trying to snatch the last piece of chicken leg meat from the bowl, but Zhou Guifang slapped his hand with her chopsticks, and he cried out as he pulled back.

"You even fought with your son for meat?"

Mom stared wide-eyed:

"So what if they're martial artists? Don't martial artists get hungry? I see Old Chen's kid at the end of the street is a martial artist too, and he still eats a ton of meat every day, doesn't he?"

Zhang Wentao said with great sorrow:

"Guifang, not all cultivators are martial artists. Don't even mention that kid Old Chen. Ask Old Chen if he can beat Fusheng himself."

Zhou Guifang spoke with righteous indignation:

"What's the use of winning or losing? All I know is that everyone needs to eat. It's said online that the more martial arts you practice, the better and more you need to eat!"

Zhang Wentao grimaced, but when he met Zhou Guifang's eyes, he shrank back and didn't dare to say another word.

Zhang Fusheng shoveled rice into his mouth while laughing.

Fine.

After a moment, he put down his bowl and chopsticks:

"Mom and Dad, I'm done eating."

"Only this much? Old Chen's kids can eat over ten pounds of meat in one meal!"

Zhou Guifang kept nagging:

"Fusheng, Mom knows you're amazing now, but you still need to eat. Being able to eat is a blessing."

"Yes, yes, Mom, don't worry, I wouldn't let myself go hungry, would I?" Zhang Fusheng replied with a smile.

Old Zhang, who was standing to the side, asked:

"Son, how long are you going to stay this time? I heard from Old Chen that things haven't been peaceful during the Chongyang Festival lately?"

Old Chen, a wealthy businessman living in the villa area, had a good relationship with the couple and they would often chat when they met on the street.

However, it was unclear whether the elderly couple's son was the same Director Zhang.

Zhang Fusheng smiled:

"What's not peaceful? It's perfectly peaceful. I'll probably stay home for a while this time and won't be going out."

The couple finally felt a little relieved.

His mother continued her rambling, recounting all sorts of gossip she had heard from the neighbors, to which Zhang Fusheng readily agreed.

Night,

After watching TV with his parents for a while, and waiting until they both fell asleep, Zhang Fusheng finally stretched.

"Slowly, I need to pull myself out of the whirlpool."

He pondered quietly. Now, the Gaotian Association spreading rapidly, its influence spreading like wildfire.

However, the new members that have been developed are not of very high quality.

"We need to set some entry requirements; at least Grandmasters and Great Grandmaster should be eligible to join."

Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes slightly; the Contract Book needed the flesh of Star Beast Meat to accelerate its cooling process.

The effectiveness of a single Star Beast Meat will also decrease.

This already foreshadows the fact that sooner or later, there will be no more Star Beast Meat available.

Fortunately, it seems that day is still a long way off.

"Speaking of which, it seems the Contract Book was completed by extracting mysterious substances from the flesh of Star Beast Meat?"

"What will happen when it's all complete?"

"Is there no 'cooling-off' period for trading?"

He shook his head and began to organize the information he had recently gathered.

In the alley during the day, the monk murmured a phrase about a divine war—it was highly likely that the Ancestor of Land Immortals and the Six-Armed Mahakala were fighting in Different Dimension.

The only question is, what are the specific realms of these two deities?

"The pinnacle of the six realms of humanity is the Celestial Person, and above that lies the realm of gods."

"Currently, it is known that those in the first realm of divinity are called Venerables, such as elders of various religions, while those in the second realm are called Great Powers."

His mind raced, and he decided to wait until he could communicate with that future ancient sage before asking him properly.

"As for Li Yiyi, it involves [Li Shimin]. It's highly likely that it's a contingency plan left behind by this Great Tang Sage Dynasty, and it might even be related to the Great Emperor Ziwei."

In folk legends from a previous life, there is indeed a saying that Li Shimin was the incarnation of the Great Emperor Ziwei.

Another theory suggests that Li Yuanba, the younger brother of this Great Tang Sage, was the reincarnation of the Golden-Winged Roc.

Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes slightly; Miss Mingyue was also a backup plan left behind by Zhen Yuanzi.

According to Li Yiyi on the plane, the world seems to be reviving. Does this mean that the hidden plans of the immortals and Buddhas of the past are gradually surfacing?

And what about yourself?

"Could I be [Taiqing]'s] backup plan?"

Zhang Fusheng was somewhat lost in thought. The higher his cultivation level, the deeper his understanding of the Path of Karma, and the less he believed in so-called coincidences and fortuitous opportunity.

Contract Book couldn't have just randomly appeared in one's brow or Ancestral Aperture.

"Does this Age of Great Strife mean that the secrets and methods of past immortals and Buddhas are beginning to manifest, competing in another form?"

Where are the immortals and Buddhas of the past?

All of this raises many questions and remains unanswered.

"Alright, let's focus on the present: people from the capital, the independence of the Golden Province, and... the upcoming February 9th."

"Not long."

Zhang Fusheng composed himself, determined to remain behind the scenes, and decided to hand over the position of Director-General of the General Administration the next day.

They need to find their own spokesperson.

"The public matters will be handled by my spokesperson, while the clandestine matters will be dealt with by the plague demons and the Ghastly Skeleton."

"While both involve competition, personally participating in the game and sitting behind a curtain to dictate the moves are two completely different concepts."

Zhang Fusheng shook his head, clearing his mind of distractions, and gently stroked...

A dark red chessboard appeared in his hand, and a subtle starlight flickered in his eyes.

With insight, one can follow the cause and effect on the chessboard to perceive the location of the other ninety-nine chessboards.

"A replica of the Heaven and Earth Chessboard. What was the real Heaven and Earth Chessboard used for in the Five Villages Temple?"

With a thought, Zhang Fusheng entered a divine state.

Everything within the divine realm was in perfect order: Mount Luofeng in the north, the statue of the Heavenly Venerate of Sin Removal in the middle, and the Helplessness Bridge.

There is also the 'Pure Land' in the west, shrouded in brilliant light, and the statue of the World Honored One.

Upon entering Five Villages Temple, Zhang Fusheng paused.

Before the futon, drops of Divine Blood, dazzling in their brilliance, rolled down, spewing forth radiant Immortal Light.

"The blood of the Ancestor of Land Immortals?"

Zhang Fusheng's eyes lit up. He looked around but didn't see the Earth Scroll.

He immediately used his ability to Touch the Void and carefully touched the immortal's blood.

A terrifying sea of energy, beyond the realm of comprehension, nearly overwhelmed Zhang Fusheng!

"This is only a drop of blood from a god."

His expression was solemn. After a moment of contemplation, he made a decision and immediately withdrew from the divine realm, tapping his five fingers in the air.

"Young Master Zhang?" A weary voice sounded in my ear.

"Miss Mingyue, it's me. I have two questions for you. The first is..."

Zhang Fusheng described those few drops of divine blood.

The Miss Mingyue pondered for a moment, and her voice echoed from the starry sky.

"This blood is extraordinary and will indeed be of great benefit to you. I will pass on a Secret Method to you, which will allow you to use this blood to enlighten your Cave Heaven."

"At that time, your Cave Heaven will far surpass that of ordinary beings in the same realm."

Zhang Fusheng's eyes lit up as he continued to ask:

"There's one more thing. In the Five Villages Temple, there's a dark red chessboard, I think it's called the Heaven and Earth Chessboard. Does Miss Mingyue know about it?"

Another half a day passed,

The voice of the Miss Mingyue faded away.

"Of course I know."

"My master was often invited by a Supreme Beings to listen to his teachings, play chess, and drink tea."

"That chessboard was a gift from that Supreme Beings. You and He often played chess on this board, and with it, one can directly enter His Dao Palace."

Zhang Fusheng's expression turned serious, and he asked cautiously:

"Miss Mingyue, who is that Supreme Beings?"

"He is the Lord of Kunlun Jade Void, the Primordial Heavenly Venerate —not the usurper False God worshipped by the East and West Cults."

"It is the true Primordial Heavenly Venerate of Fuli."

The voice of the Miss Mingyue echoed quietly in his ears, and Zhang Fusheng's pupils shrank to pinpoints.

Heaven and Earth Chessboard.

With this, one can directly enter the Dao Palace of the Primordial Heavenly Venerate —isn't that the Jade Void Palace?!

I have already benefited immensely from the five chapters of the Primordial Scripture, relying solely on the Taiyi Chapter. What if I could obtain the complete ancient text?

Jade Void Palace

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, and finally asked:

"The chessboard is located in the Five Villages Temple. Although I have the ability to Touch the Void, I cannot budge it even slightly. Does Miss Mingyue have a solution?"

Silence, silence.

Time passed slowly, but the Miss Mingyue did not answer. She seemed to be pondering, reflecting, and reminiscing, and Zhang Fusheng's heart grew heavier and heavier.

A long time passed.

Finally, a tired yet serene voice reached my ears.

"Have."