Taishang Cult Master, Arhat True Body (53k)
A faint, deep mist, drawn by the blurry figure, coalesced into new characters.
[They call me the Supreme One].
Zhang Fusheng stared at the line of text, dumbfounded.
Who?
Supreme Lord
He was taken aback at first, but quickly came to his senses.
Who are you, Supreme Lord?
Zhang Fusheng's mind raced, but he didn't believe this person was the true "Supreme Ruler."
He paused for a moment, staring at the blurry, mysterious figure.
Then it drew upon the cold mist from the Guanghan Palace.
Which Supreme One?
As the word "mist" appeared, he could clearly see the blurry figure seemingly chuckling.
Then, Zhang Fusheng saw a second figure suddenly appear beside him—he was standing at the gate of the Guanghan Palace.
The figure appeared to be dressed in white and had clearly come from outside the palace.
Therefore, in his eyes, the figure appeared as if it had appeared out of thin air.
After all, only the Guanghan Palace belongs to Different Dimension, and one cannot see the scenery outside the Guanghan Palace.
The newly arrived figure slowly walked to the side of the blurry figure, carrying a basket in his hand.
Zhang Fusheng saw the woman in white bow to the blurry figure, who then took a fruit from her basket and slowly swallowed it.
The blurry figure emitted a sound of satisfied admiration, and shimmering starlight surrounded its body.
Then,
He reached out and used the mist to form characters.
This fruit tastes delicious, it's a pity you can't taste it.
[The fruit was made from the Venerable One's entire Essence, Qi, and Spirit; I'll treat you to some some when I have the chance.]
Zhang Fusheng narrowed his eyes and answered in writing.
[I have Touch the Void]
[Furthermore, which Supreme Being are you?]
The figure paused for a moment, the mist swirling above its head, before stepping forward.
The fog characters above his head were gathering shape at this moment.
[I forgot about Touch the Void, so you should try it.]
Zhang Fusheng raised his eyebrows, gazing at the indistinct fruits in the basket.
He immediately manipulated the plague demon, setting up the 'mechanics' within the Eight Sceneries Palace to ensure that even if an accident occurred after eating the fruit, it would be possible to rewind to the past.
Zhang Fusheng used his Touch the Void to pick up a fruit, and was startled.
Heavy.
It's frighteningly heavy.
He was even forced to use the power of 360 Cave Heaven to empower himself before he could barely pick up that one fruit.
Having obtained the celestial fruit, its appearance remains unclear, but it is known that it contains an immense and terrifying amount of energy.
He swallowed it whole.
The celestial fruit dissolved instantly upon entering the stomach, transforming into a terrifying power far beyond imagination.
At that same instant, a scene also flashed through his mind.
It was a deity, a venerable being of the True Person or the Fruit Position, as large as a star, but it was caught in the palm of a pure white jade hand, and it let out a wail.
As you can see, that pure white hand is enormous, like an entire star system—even larger than an entire star system!
The giant hand wasn't just grasping that Deity Venerable, as large as a star.
It also encompasses an entire star system!
Zhang Fusheng watched in shock as the Deity Venerable, along with the entire star system, was transformed into a single immortal fruit by the giant white hand.
It was the very pill that I swallowed.
He looked up in astonishment, gazing at the white-clad fairy kneeling humbly beside the blurry figure—she, or rather, He, was the owner of that pale white hand.
The Venerable One is used as medicine.
A being who is highly likely to be at the third level of the Divine Path, standing at the level of Great Divine Ability User.
It might even be a [True Saint] at the fourth level of the Divine Path.
This very person bowed to the blurry figure as if he were a servant or maid.
That person who calls himself the Supreme Being.
Amidst a whirlwind of thoughts, Zhang Fusheng let out a muffled groan, overwhelmed by an unimaginably profound divine essence.
The entire Essence, Qi, and Spirit of a venerable being was frantically cleansing his body.
Although it couldn't elevate him to the level of a god, it still forged an unimaginable divine body for him, allowing him to surpass the realm of Celestial Person!
At this very moment.
Every cell in Zhang Fusheng's body was broken and reassembled under the influence of divine essence.
He is undergoing a tremendous transformation; his original innate Vajra physique is actually being elevated to the physique of an Arhat!
The Buddhist Chants emanated, and he unconsciously revealed his Sixteen-Foot True Body. Lotus flowers bloomed all around him, and a dilapidated Buddhist kingdom was directly taken over by him!
Zhang Fusheng was like a divine being born from a red ox, surpassing both Celestial Person and humankind, yet falling short of the divine.
He possesses a physical body at the Venerable level, but lacks the corresponding great power.
"Buddhist Kingdom."
Zhang Fosheng murmured, knowing that this was left behind by the Venerable One who had been picked and refined into medicine. That Venerable One was clearly an Arhat, from the Spirit Mountain System or the Mandala System.
It is highly likely to be the Spirit Mountain System — the Spirit Mountain System once suffered a great purge, in which the Mountain God in the Different Dimension were all killed.
He examined the Buddhist kingdom that had appeared in his palm; it was roughly a thousand miles in size, but very dilapidated and had lost its original luster.
And in perception.
This Buddhist kingdom, however, can be directly integrated into one's own divine realm, just like Land of Exotic Treasures!
[How?]
The mist formed words, as if the self-proclaimed Supreme Being was asking a question:
[This fruit was personally picked by the Mistress of Taiyin from Mount Ling decades ago and made by the Venerable One. It tastes good, doesn't it?]
[Furthermore, I am the Taishang Cult Master].
Zhang Fusheng was panting heavily, already 'stuffed,' and the massive amount of divine essence he couldn't consume was leaking away.
This lost divine essence was drawn away by him, transforming into a dazzling rain of light that fell upon the human realm.
And once again, the world rejoiced.
Zhang Fusheng used fog as the basis for his calligraphy.
[The Taishang Cult Master of the Western Sect? Why do you know me?]
East and West Cults have three individuals who are suspected of having attained the [Heavenly Venerate Fruit Position] rank, and some have even reached the invincible realm of the Daluo.
[The Taishang Cult Master] is one of them.
[It's me]
The Taishang Cult Master replied:
[As for how I came to know you, that little guy, and how he put a bounty on you throughout this entire Different Dimension...]
Zhang Fusheng was taken aback. What the heck?
Offering a bounty on oneself?
Before he could ask further, the Taishang Cult Master had already answered.
[It was the Ancestor of Land Immortals who distributed your portrait, requesting that all the gods of various religions issue Divine Oracle.]
[Let the believers of all religions on earth search for you.]
[By the way, I have some news for you: the Mandala System is already preparing a ceremony to welcome the Ancestor of Land Immortals.]
Zhang Fusheng felt a chill run down his spine. Was the war of gods over?
His expression turned solemn as he stared at the Taishang Cult Master and the female immortal beside him, known as the Mistress of Taiyin.
The latter should be the deity who usurped the position of the Moon Goddess.
Why are you telling me all this?
Staring at the word mist, the Supreme Leader seemed to smile, and with a thought, he turned the mist into words.
Because it's fun!
[I can't even deduce your past, nor can I glimpse your future. Isn't that interesting?]
The Taishang Cult Master approached again, reaching out as if to stroke Zhang Fusheng's cheek—though he couldn't actually touch it.
Zhang Fusheng stared at him, stared at the blurry figure, and realized that he should actually be her.
She was also a female immortal.
A new character for "fog" emerged.
[You'll sacrifice yourself to Different Dimension so I can study you. In return, I'll help you kill the Ancestor of Land Immortals, refine him into a medicine, and give it to you. How about that?]
Zhang Fusheng's eyelids twitched, and he replied with the word "fog"—[No need].
[Pity]
The Taishang Cult Master seemed disappointed and shook his head.
[But it doesn't matter, I can't see through you, so you will never die at the hands of the Ancestor of Land Immortals.]
I'm about to find the legendary Eight Sceneries Palace. When that happens, I'll be able to come to the human world and see you in person.
The mist swayed, and the Taishang Cult Master seemed to chuckle before striding out of the Guanghan Palace.
The moment He stepped out of the gates of the Guanghan Palace, His form vanished—it could no longer be anchored.
Zhang Fusheng stood there dumbfounded, a question mark appearing on his forehead.
What did you find?
Eight Sceneries Palace?
Zhang Fusheng's expression shifted as he looked at the female immortal known as the Mistress of Taiyin.
Only then did the latter dare to raise his head, examining himself, who also used mist as his writing style.
[The cult leader hasn't shown this much interest in any being in many years. You should agree to let the cult leader study you.]
[He won't kill you; in fact, after the research is complete, He will give you great benefits, enough to elevate you to the top.]
Zhang Fusheng paused for a moment, then stepped forward, reached out, and grabbed the fruit!
The fairy maiden drifted away, leaving behind a trail of mist.
[Greedy]
She floated to the Osmanthus Tree, collected the fairy fruits containing them one by one, and Zhang Fusheng licked his lips, forming words with mist.
[Give me two more to taste. When that Taishang Cult Master the cult comes to the mortal realm, I'll put in a good word for you.]
The female fairy seemed to be laughing; although they were in Different Dimension, Zhang Fusheng could almost hear her silvery laughter.
It's just an illusion.
He saw a female fairy gather mist to form characters.
[You are indeed quite interesting. You are not even a Venerable One, yet you are so audacious and unscrupulous.]
[How about this, you do me a favor in the human world, and I'll give you a fruit in return.]
After a pause, the female immortal spoke again using the word "mist":
[I still have fruits here made by the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor and the Lamp-Holding Buddha Ancestor of Mount Ling!]
Zhang Fusheng licked his lips.
What kind of help do you need? Tell me.
[It's very simple. Go investigate an organization called the Gaotian Association. If you can infiltrate it, I will reward you with a fruit.]
[If you can become a core member of the Gaotian Association and meet their so-called Celestial Venerable in the Above High Heaven, I will give you the fruit refined by the Great Belly Buddha Ancestor, how about it?]
Zhang Fusheng blinked, "Huh?"
He asked using the word "fog".
How can I prove that I did it?
The female fairy answered.
[The Image-Recording Stone can be used to make rubbings of what you see. You can ask the West Cultist for it, and I will send down Divine Oracle to have them cooperate with you.]
Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow, replied with a "Okay," and then saw the female fairy float away.
The Guanghan Palace Silence Below.
"That's interesting."
Zhang Fusheng murmured, his gaze becoming incredibly profound. This trip to the Guanghan Palace had yielded unexpected and great results.
Taishang Cult Master, Mistress of Taiyin.
The former must be a Celestial Venerable at the fifth level of the Divine Path, or even close to the Daluo level; the latter is most likely Great Divine Ability User at the third level of the Divine Path.
It is also possible that it is the True Saint Realm, the fourth step of the Divine Path.
"Eight Sceneries Palace"
Zhang Fusheng sensed the changes happening within himself: the physique of an Arhat, the lingering sound of Brahma Chant, and the distant, dilapidated Buddhist kingdom.
How strong am I right now?
Zhang Fusheng was unaware that he had not fought with all his might for a long time, and that the Fuli Dharma Body had only been revealed once in the pagoda.
"If I use all my means, including all my supreme Supreme Treasure and the Fuli Dharma Body, can I contend with the gods?"
He murmured, walked back into the Eight Sceneries Palace, and gazed at the Gate of the Present —beyond the gate lay [the present], [this moment], and the true Eight Sceneries Palace.
"The real Eight Sceneries Palace is right before my eyes."
"Taishang Cult Master, how do we find it?"
My mind raced, but I couldn't figure it out. All of this seemed too far removed from my own experience.
"Fine."
Zhang Fusheng sighed softly, his thoughts slowly returning to his true self.
In reality, a thousand miles away from Jincheng, lies the land of Buddhist temples.
A tremendous roar, resembling both a whale and a roc, exploded forth, drawing astonished gazes.
The Whale-Penguin Ship, spanning hundreds of miles, slowly emerged from the thick fog.
With each flap of the giant wings of the Whale Roc, a terrifying hurricane would be unleashed, a gust of wind capable of annihilating large quantities of insects.
It even briefly pushed away the thick, perpetual gray fog in the vicinity, clearing the fog within a ten-mile radius.
"It's the Whale-Penguin Ship!" someone in the market exclaimed. The withered old man who had just offered incense and candles was so frightened that he almost dropped his pipe.
"No?"
He stared blankly at the descending carcass of the colossal beast, feeling as if he wanted to cry but couldn't.
"I've already escaped from the Golden Province, how come I'm still so unlucky that I run into this kind of thing no matter where I go to do business?!"
As the old man murmured, the whale-like roc landed.
Under the watchful eyes of market vendors and countless pedestrians, the whale-like creature slightly opened its massive beak, and one person after another stepped out from among them.
"It's the Investigation Department!" someone exclaimed.
Hundreds upon hundreds of members of the Investigation Department immediately spread out, surrounding the entire Buddhist temple and completely controlling the area.
No one is allowed to leave this place.
The last person to disembark from the Whale-Penguin Ship was a middle-aged man—but only a phantom spiritual body.
Kong Zhongshu glanced around,
The gray fog within a ten-mile radius was dispelled, revealing the Buddhist temple and surrounding scenery in its entirety.
He was very cautious; his true body remained in the Whale-Penguin Ship, and he was now merely using an avatar.
"Bring everyone to me, and seal off this Buddhist temple."
Kong Zhongshu stared at the three characters 'Leiyin Temple' on the plaque of the Buddhist temple, quickly searching his memory—he had no recollection of them.
It appears to be just an ordinary temple.
But looking through the open gates of the temple, gazing at the Buddha statue inside the stupa, and the Arhats and Vajras beneath the Prayer Flags,
This always gave Kong Zhongshu a very uncomfortable feeling.
My intuition is giving me a warning.
"Interesting." He narrowed his eyes, watching the members of the Investigation Department leap out one by one.
The merchants and pedestrians in the market were all bound and brought one by one to the front of the Whale-Penguin Ship.
"Small persimmon."
Kong Zhongshu glanced sideways and gave the order:
"You lead the team to that wooden building over there and bring the people inside over as well."
Meng Xiaoshi pouted, knowing that Uncle Kong was trying to let her "show her face" so that she could rightfully get more credit later.
She responded, grabbed Zhao Shanhe and a small team, and strode towards the wooden building in the distance.
We haven't even reached the wooden building yet.
One by one, the residents of the building obediently came out, some even shouting:
"There are still people on the roof who haven't come out!"
Meng Xiaoshi hummed in agreement, glanced sideways and nodded. The action team then leaped into the wooden building.
The next moment.
A gust of wind swept by, Meng Xiaoshi's vision blurred as she saw Uncle Kong's Spiritual Incarnation appear before her, shielding her from view.
She was stunned and subconsciously looked at the wooden building, only to see the members who had rushed in flying out and crashing heavily to the ground, all of them injured and with Pure Qi flowing through them!
Meng Xiaoshi's expression changed. The Investigation Department was not the Investigation Bureau. The members of the action team were all at least Grandmaster level figures!
She gazed at the wooden building and saw a stream of Pure Qi flowing there, forming a river. Then, a burly man carrying a coffin emerged, accompanied by a little girl, looking disheveled.
Following closely behind them was a masked girl.
A green bamboo swayed behind the girl; her figure was graceful, and her voice was like heavenly music.
"My father is currently in seclusion for meditation. Please do not disturb him for the time being, sir."
Ruan Yutu's voice was clear and melodious as she stood in front of the wooden building, her Pure Qi flowing like a river around her.
My godfather was sitting cross-legged on the bed, motionless, his thoughts clearly deep within his spiritual realm.
Most importantly, his body was occasionally flashing with Immortal Light and Buddhist Chants, as if he were at a crucial moment and could not be disturbed.
"Interesting."
Kong Zhongshu narrowed his eyes, staring at the green bamboo behind the veiled girl, and spoke calmly:
"What a magnificent bamboo! Its origins seem quite extraordinary. Do you know what it means to obstruct the Investigation Department's actions?"
He didn't act rashly. Others might not recognize him, but as a high-ranking Investigation Department and as Kong Family,
How could I not recognize that big bamboo?
It was clearly a [Sea of Purple Bamboo Forest] from Different Dimension.
That [Sea of Purple Bamboo Forest] is said to have been anchored by a venerable figure from the Western Sect. In other words, behind this veiled girl is a venerable figure from the Western Sect.
They did manage to catch a big fish.
But could it be the godfather she mentioned?
Thinking of this, Kong Zhongshu's expression hardened slightly, and he swayed slightly, completely blocking Meng Xiaoshi behind him.
At the same time.
Ruan Yutu nodded calmly, then shook her head:
"I did not obstruct the Investigation Department's actions; it's just that my godfather is in seclusion and doesn't want to be disturbed. I hope Captain Kong can do me a favor."
Kong Zhongshu was taken aback:
"Do you know me?"
Ruan Yutu nodded calmly:
"Kong Zhongshu, a member of the Kong Family, Captain General the Seventh Department of the Investigation Department."
Kong Zhongshu became interested and was about to speak when he heard the masked girl continue:
"Judging from Captain Kong's expression, he must have recognized Cuizhu behind me. Don't worry, Captain Kong."
Ruan Yutu said calmly:
"This green bamboo did indeed come from the [Purple Bamboo Forest], but it was snatched from that Western Sect Venerable by my master."
The members of the Investigation Department looked at each other in bewilderment. The Venerable One of the Western Sect?
Kong Zhongshu said expressionlessly:
"How could our Investigation Department be unaware of such a matter? And who is this so-called master you speak of?"
Ruan Yutu remained silent.
Kong Zhongshu raised an eyebrow, and his main body, seated atop the Whale-Penguin Ship, made a move, maneuvering the Whale-Penguin Ship into the air.
Furthermore, countless Peng Feather detached from the Whale-Penguin Ship, transforming into a gigantic Sword Furnace!
"I'm even more curious now."
Kong Zhongshu spoke calmly:
"The personnel within the Investigation Department are all top secret. How could you possibly know me? And who are the master you speak of, and the godfather behind you?"
"Let him, let them come out and see me."
As they spoke,
Above the sky, endless sword light billowed from the Sword Furnace, obscuring the sun and sky. The Merciful Buddha Statue inside the pagoda seemed to move slightly, but then fell silent again.
As for the many bound pedestrians and vendors, they all shrank back, not daring to breathe.
Lian Laosan was completely bewildered—who exactly were that old man and this little girl?
The sound of swords clashing resounded throughout heaven and earth.
Under immense pressure, beads of sweat streamed down Ruan Yutu's forehead, yet she persevered, refusing to back down. Her Pure Qi surged within her.
As for that red ox?
They were enjoying the spectacle.
The light from the celestial Sword Furnace shone even brighter. Kong Zhongshu calmly said:
"It seems that I will have to go and see for myself."
Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised an eyebrow, his gaze passing over the veiled girl and looking at the wooden building.
Footsteps echoed inside the building.
A Sloppy Old Man slowly walked out, reaching out his hand and making a knock in the air as he went.
'Thud!!'
The old man chuckled softly:
"Crack."
The sound fell.
The Sword Furnace in the sky suddenly collapsed, and countless sword feathers scattered down.
Kong Zhongshu changed. He grabbed Meng Xiaoshi and turned to leave, but when he looked back, he could no longer see the Whale-Penguin Ship.
There was only one, a dilapidated Buddhist kingdom.
He raised his head again.
The sky had somehow become filled with an old face.
They are in the Buddhist kingdom.
The Buddhist kingdom was in the palm of the Sloppy Old Man's hand.
(Cavonka was a complete idiot. He rushed and finally finished it one minute before midnight. His goal of writing 10,000 words a day for three consecutive months was almost broken on the 58th day.)