Heavenly Human Limit, Lord of Guanghan Palace (48k)

When the words "Buddha" popped into Zhang Fusheng's mind,

It was already beyond control.

The Taiyi Chapter was vibrating naturally, and on a whim, he felt a strange sense of certainty.

In the so-called Destiny Event in Chang'an Town, I will definitely play an indispensable role.

Based on the current situation, it is highly likely that it is the so-called [Tathagata].

Lao Tzu's westward journey beyond Hangu Pass was essentially a transformation into Buddhism.

Buddha is Tathagata.

But the problem now is that it seems I haven't completed the events at Hangu Pass.

He recalled what Lao Tzu did when he left Hangu Pass to the west.

The Dao De Jing was passed down.

Zhang Fusheng seemed to be deep in thought. If this was the case, was the weasel's presence in the Hangu Pass area part of completing the [Destiny Event]?

The transmission of scriptures is definitely not something that can be accomplished simply by passing on the texts.

Otherwise, the weasel should have already completed the Destiny Event.

"The Dao De Jing is known to all under heaven; could it be that it intends to impart a wondrous method that is known to all under heaven?"

The more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

But how can I, on my own, spread the law throughout the world?

Zhang Fusheng was unaware that he was troubled.

Meanwhile, inside the Dao Palace.

True Person and peaceful person speaks:

"Is there anything else you wish to discuss or ask? If not, you may all Exchange Heaven and Dao."

Yuan Tiandao suddenly said at this moment:

"I have a question I wish to ask the Heavenly Venerable, and I am willing to pay a sufficient price to achieve balance."

The True Person raised their eyelids slightly:

"Allow."

Yuan Tiandao stepped forward and, under the watchful eyes of everyone, prostrated himself before the Heavenly Venerable, speaking with utmost respect:

"It's just a trivial matter. In my area, there's a mansion where an old woman surnamed Wu lives, but now, it seems the mansion has changed owners."

"No matter how I divine, I cannot know who has been replaced. I would like to ask the Heavenly Venerable, who has been replaced in that mansion?"

The All Seats exchanged glances, realizing it was indeed a trivial matter. But they all listened attentively.

The reasoning is very simple.

If the Celestial Venerable can even discern such ordinary and trivial matters, doesn't that prove...?

The phrase "omniscient" came to mind for some.

The Dao Palace is deep and secluded.

The True Person glanced sideways, bowed to the celestial being in the mist, and then seemed to understand something.

He turned around again, looked at Yuan Tiandao who was prostrate on the ground, and said calmly:

"Ninth Seat, this matter is of great importance. If you wish to inquire, you will have to pay a heavy price."

The All Seats were all somewhat astonished. The owner of a mansion had changed, yet the True Person actually said it was 'quite significant'?

Their gazes fell on the Ninth Seat, wondering—where is the Ninth Seat right now?

Yuan Tiandao's pupils suddenly contracted, and his heart leaped into his throat.

He took a deep breath:

"I am willing to offer up Thousand Year Spirit Refining."

Zhang Fusheng was somewhat surprised. Just how profound was this old man's Mental Accumulation?

As his thoughts raced, he manipulated the True Person beside him to speak:

"Not enough."

Yuan Feidao bowed again, gritting his teeth:

"I am willing to offer up another Divine Ability technique of cultivation—called [Star Number]."

"This Divine Ability was passed down from our ancestors. It can alter the Star Number, use starlight to do many things that are otherwise impossible, and use the celestial bodies to perform great magic."

Zhang Fusheng was tempted, but he realized that this was not Yuan Tiandao's limit.

Then the True Person spoke:

"Not enough."

All Seats changed color; wasn't that enough?

What exactly is this mansion that Ninth Seat mentioned has changed owners?

And who took over this time?

Yuan Tiandao was clearly bewildered, but the more the True Person explained, the more he felt compelled to ask for more information.

Regardless of the circumstances, the Wu Family was also part of the tomb-guarding lineage, and that woman, no matter how shameful her background, was also a tomb-guarding person of the present day!

The Martial Arts Manor is of paramount importance.

And so.

Yuan Tiandao took a deep breath and spoke in a low voice:

"I am also willing to offer up another three thousand years of cultivation!"

Chen Nuanyu gasped. How much?

If I remember correctly, the Ninth Seat presented his two thousand years of cultivation experience last time, right?

Is it already three thousand years?

Won't he regress and fall back into being an ordinary person?

How many years has he actually lived?!

Startled,

The True Person standing beside the Celestial Venerable glanced sideways, seemingly listening to the will of the great figure in the mist.

After a moment, he looked at Yuan Tiandao:

"Though it has been a long time since I've had enough, but considering your sincerity, the Heavenly Venerable is willing to grant you this favor."

As they spoke,

A faint light and shadow are sketched in the hands of True Person. The question is:

"Willingly?"

Yuan Tiandao said in a loud voice:

"I'm willing!"

Therefore, the contract has been established.

Three thousand years of cultivation, Thousand Year Spirit Refining, plus a Divine Ability called [Star Number],

They were all slowly peeled away from Yuan Tiandao.

But Zhang Fusheng keenly sensed that...

Despite the dim light, Yuan Tiandao's face did not turn pale, and his aura did not falter!

In other words, his cultivation level did not drop in the slightest due to the separation of three thousand years of cultivation.

Generally speaking, it is still at the level of the Heavenly Human Limit.

If we also consider the two thousand years of cultivation that Yuan Tiandao presented during his last audience, the total would be five thousand years.

In other words.

He has remained at the Heavenly Human Limit for at least five thousand years!

But the lifespan of Celestial Person is at most only 5,800 years.

My thoughts wandered, then calmed down.

A faint celestial sound flowed out from the chaotic mist.

"The old woman from the Martial Arts Manor is dead. Her Soul Spirit has entered the underworld and is guarding the banks of the Yellow Springs River."

The All Seats changed, and Yuan Tiandao's eyes widened—that woman of martial arts had found the Netherworld?

The Celestial Venerable continued lightly:

"As for the person currently residing in that mansion, he is a ruler from the ancient past, and also the incarnation of the [Ziwei the Great Emperor of the Celestial Pole]."

The Miss Mingyue looked up in surprise, and both Yuan Tiandao, the Ninth Seat, and Yuan Feidao, the Sixth Seat, caught their breath.

The final sound of the Celestial Venerable's Daoist Dao Sound fell upon:

"That is, the Great Tang Sage in the past, Li Shimin."

Sixth Seat Yuan Feidao leaned back, then suddenly looked at the Ninth Seat. At this moment, he was absolutely certain that the Ninth Seat was from Chang'an Town!

Even his own elder brother!

The Dao Palace was deathly silent.

Yuan Tiandao remained prostrate on the ground, trembling slightly, and then kowtowed three times:

"Thank you, Heavenly Venerable, for clearing up my doubts!"

He was trembling with excitement.

He was the incarnation of the sage of the Tang Dynasty, the Ziwei the Great Emperor of the Celestial Pole.

It's that person.

He is the one whom the three clans guarding the tomb have waited for countless years.

The Celestial Venerable gave a faint "hmm," then seemed to close his eyes again, leaving only a lingering echo.

"Of course, it is only a wisp of Li Shimin's remnant soul, which was originally sealed in the Helplessness Bridge countless years ago."

The Dao Sound Silence Below.

The All Seats looked at each other in bewilderment. Most of them did not know who the Great Emperor Ziwei was, nor did they know Li Shimin was.

But one can vaguely guess that it probably involves a terrible secret from the past!

No wonder,

Even with such a price paid, Ninth Seat are still 'not enough'.

On one side, the Miss Mingyue's throat bobbed for a moment, "Great Emperor Ziwei!"

Although her memory was fragmented, she could still clearly recall the events at the Five Villages Temple.

However, their knowledge of many of the most powerful individuals is not lacking.

The Miss Mingyue deeply understood what the words "Great Emperor Ziwei" meant.

Lord of all stars, one of the Six Imperial Ones, the supreme ruler of the far north who wields power over killing and destruction, the Great Emperor of the Heavenly Court.

He is someone who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the master.

In the dead silence,

The True Person's Peaceful Way:

"Let All Seats personally Exchange Heaven and Dao."

Amidst the discussions, the Ninth Seat exchanged information and conducted transactions simultaneously. Before long, everything came to a close.

So, the True Person sang again:

"Retreat, retreat."

All Seats felt a blur before their eyes, and then they all plummeted out of the Dao Palace and back into the mortal Mortal World.

The Dao Palace returned to its desolate state, and the True Person's figure vanished as a wisp of mist.

Zhang Fusheng opened his eyes from the chaotic mist, and the mist surrounding him slowly receded.

"Old Yuan is really rich; he's saved me so much trouble."

He murmured, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, and two Great Sun Golden Lamp burned brightly!

Three thousand years of cultivation

I am now in the fourth stage of decline. If I add another three thousand years of arduous cultivation, I might be able to break through to the peak of the Five Decays!

That means the Heavenly Human Limit.

At the same time, it also signifies the qualification to Ascension to Divinity.

"Unfortunately, Ascension to Divinity requires a 'Dimensional Convergence Point'."

Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself, a faint smile appearing on his face. "The Dimensional Convergence Point will give birth on February 9th, the Chongyang World."

Moreover, unlike ordinary Dimensional Convergence Point, those were created by Yuan Feidao using the [Sea-Calming Divine Needle Iron].

In other words, it can accommodate more than one person to ascend to Becoming a God.

However, before heading to Chongyang World, he must complete the Destiny Event at Hangu Pass as much as possible.

As his thoughts raced, Zhang Fusheng realized from the dimly lit Contract Book that the reserves of Star Beast Meat were running low.

He took out the ball of light symbolizing the [Star Number] Divine Ability and slowly merged it with himself.

He also learned every detail about Divine Ability powers.

"This Divine Ability is quite extraordinary."

Zhang Fusheng was somewhat alarmed.

Unlike the Divine Ability [Exile], the upper limit of the Star Number is much greater than that of Exile!

At most, expelling something can drive away conceptual things, such as death, bad luck, or disaster.

But the Star Number, as if reaching its limit, not only allows one to control the stars, but also to understand the fate of all things!

It refers to the Star Number.

It's also fate.

"Even now, I can use this Divine Ability to make initial use of [Stars] and do many things that I couldn't do normally."

Zhang Fusheng's eyes were bright; as soon as he felt sleepy, someone would offer him a pillow.

He already had a vague idea of how to pass on a method known to all under heaven.

The only question is, did the Mandate of Destiny Event at Hangu Pass truly transmit a method that would allow all people to know the truth?

"The weasel inside the Buddha statue might know something about the inside story."

As his thoughts raced, Zhang Fusheng once again integrated his three thousand years of cultivation into his body.

Then,

In the blink of an eye, three thousand years have passed.

[In my first year, I began to devote myself to arduous practice, once again calming my mind and contemplating the truth. I felt utterly alone in the world, the Mortal World fading away from me.]

[In the 761st year, I finally entered the Five Decays stage of the Celestial Person Decay, and successfully opened up the 291st Cave Heaven!]

[The Five Decays —Celestial Person displeasure with my own body—has begun to manifest in me.]

On the prayer mat, Zhang Fusheng unconsciously frowned.

The Five Decays is displeasure with oneself.

This means that one has begun to feel a sense of 'disgust' towards the position one sits in, and towards one's own body and mind.

This is the most severe of the Five Decays in Celestial Person, where both body and mind are overwhelmed by the turbulent Mortal World.

Three thousand strands of afflictions naturally arise, and the mind is once again shrouded in dust. The previously suppressed Malevolent Energy is now surging wildly!

If one is not sitting upright on a futon

It seems Zhang Fusheng has been Malevolent Energy by his violent temper.

[The Five Decays in Celestial Person makes me despise myself, and also despise this vast world.]

[But at the same time, the fifth wonder of the Celestial Person also began to emerge within me.]

[I am weary of the Mortal World, burdened by countless troubles, yet at this moment I seem to be able to see the vast universe, as if I can witness the joys and sorrows of all living beings.]

This is the Heavenly Eye.

[No, Heavenly Eye]

Zhang Fusheng naturally awakened his Heavenly Eye —which should have been just an ordinary Heavenly Eye.

But as he sat upright on the meditation cushion, blessed by an infinitely high rank, his divine eye became a true "Heavenly Eye."

[In the eight hundredth year, I opened up a new Cave Heaven.]

[In the 872nd year, I opened up a new Cave Heaven.]

[Year 930.]

Year after year, month after month, Zhang Fusheng was completely immersed in his spiritual practice, unable to extricate himself.

But in reality, it's just a fleeting moment.

[In the 2,700th year, I finally opened up the last Cave Heaven. At this moment, all 360 acupoints in my body have transformed into 360 Cave Heaven.]

Each Cave Heaven is three hundred and sixty li in size.

[The Heavenly Human Limit, I have already attained them]

Tiny specks of light appeared around Zhang Fusheng's body, first appearing as three hundred and fifty different kinds of Cave Heaven.

Finally, ten sage Cave Heaven emerged.

Thus, it corresponds to the number three hundred and sixty.

I will continue to devote myself to spiritual practice.

[In the 2,800th year, I stood at the Heavenly Human Limit, unable to advance further, and utterly unable to Ascension to Divinity.]

[But during my secluded cultivation, I noticed some differences; the three hundred and sixty Cave Heaven did not seem to be 'Perfection'.]

[It seems that the number 365 in the celestial sphere is the true Perfection.]

[But I can't find the other five orifices]

[In the 2900th year, after failing to Ascension to Divinity, I continued my search for the unknown Five Great Apertures.]

[In the third millennium, I have traveled a very, very long way on the path of seeking the Tao, but I still have not found the five great apertures, whose existence is unknown.]

As for now.

Three thousand years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Fusheng slowly opened his eyes. The Great Sun Golden Lamp in his eyes had never been so dazzling. A halo of light shone behind his head, illuminating a ten-mile-long, secluded bamboo forest.

There are also 360 magnificent Cave Heaven rising and falling!

The true Heavenly Human Limit.

Only one step remains to reach the Fruit Position of True Person or an Arhat.

Zhang Fusheng exhaled a breath of transcendent air.

It was as if he had returned to the Mortal World from heaven, and the aura of the Mortal World began to flow through his body again.

"I am not pleased."

He silently felt the disgust he felt for his own body and mind, a pure and uncontrollable sense of disgust.

"Those who despise themselves will also be despised by Heaven."

Zhang Fusheng murmured in a low voice, "The Five Decays in Celestial Person, each one more dangerous than the last."

His hair is disheveled, his clothes are stained, he sweats under his arms, and his body smells foul; he is not happy to sit here.

If it had reached the point of displeasure with me, and it were an ordinary Celestial Person, it would have been very easy for them to be blinded by Malevolent Energy and do something suicidal.

Fine

As Zhang Fusheng stepped away from the prayer mat, a fierce and malevolent Malevolent Energy instantly surged forth.

He is no longer the same as before; he suddenly realized—this is not Malevolent Energy.

It's 'Calamity Qi'.

Or rather, before reaching the Heavenly Human Limit, it was indeed just ordinary Malevolent Energy, but at the level of the Heavenly Human Limit, Malevolent Energy has begun to transform into Calamity Qi.

Calamity Qi enters the body, one loses control of their own body.

Zhang Fusheng's eyes turned bloodshot, but he immediately picked Calming Spirit Tea from the ten-mile bamboo forest, put it in his mouth, and chewed it.

Pure Qi filled the air, and I was suddenly awakened.

My initial aversion to him has also improved considerably.

"Tsk tsk, this bamboo grove Old Su gave me is something else."

Zhang Fusheng was somewhat surprised; how could someone suppress both the Calamity Qi and the Five Decays of the Celestial Person Decay?

"This is only a corner of the bamboo forest. Could the true essence of the bamboo forest be Supreme Treasure?"

After much deliberation, Zhang Fusheng decided against using his thousand-year spiritual cultivation technique—it wasn't the right time.

"We need to find some star beasts and graze them in the divine realm. Then we can use our spiritual cultivation to make a thousand years pass in an instant."

"It would be ideal if it could breed a large number of real star beasts."

He left the Dao Palace, and almost every few moments, he would chew a piece of Calming Spirit Tea to suppress the [unhappiness of this seat] and [the Calamity Qi].

Enter directly to the lowest level of the divine realm.

Using my finger as a pen amidst the Other Shore Flower lilies, I ask—[Are you there?]

No one answered.

The future spirit bamboo seems to still be drowning in the Yellow Springs River.

Zhang Fusheng went to Five Villages Temple again, but the Ancestor of Land Immortals had not yet returned. He then made one last trip to the 'Sea of Clouds Heavenly Realm Layer'.

The Guanghan Palace.

As soon as he stepped inside, he saw a blurry figure standing under the Osmanthus Tree in the Guanghan Palace.

His [Heavenly Eye] even gave his eyes a near-perceptive ability to 'Touch the Void'.

From the anchored illusion, they even saw beings from Different Dimension.

The Great Sun Golden Lamp in his eyes leaped and flickered.

Zhang Fusheng saw the blurry figure under the Osmanthus Tree suddenly turn its head and look towards him.

They were looking at each other.

The opponent also possesses the Heavenly Eye —perhaps even the Ancestor of Land Immortals does.

Therefore, in the past, the Ancestor of Land Immortals could always find himself when he entered the Five Villages Temple.

Zhang Fusheng's mind raced, his eyes sparkling like a galaxy, as he gazed silently at the blurry figure existing in Different Dimension.

The latter walked towards him.

In a single step, it was right in front of me, a blurry hand reaching out to touch my cheek—but I didn't actually make contact.

The two sides are operating on different dimensions.

Silence.

The figure reached out and beckoned, and the chilling mist from the Guanghan Palace gathered, transforming into a line of words that floated in mid-air.

[Zhang Fusheng?]

Zhang Fusheng's pupils suddenly contracted, and he took a step back to the edge of the Guanghan Palace. The Human Emperor Seal and the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book appeared in his hand, and the Helplessness Bridge was faintly visible behind him!

The Osmanthus Tree sways in the breeze.

The ruler of the Guanghan Palace in Different Dimension chuckled, and the mist coalesced into new characters.

Are you Zhang Fusheng?

Zhang Fusheng squinted, his muscles tense, and his thoughts, like a cold, misty fog, coalesced into three words.

[Who are you?]

The figure responded by drawing out the mist.

They call me the Supreme One.