Heavenly Beings Take Refuge, Amitabha!

Beyond Chongyang World, above the vast sky, on the Double Ninth Festival.

The Old Niu silently gazed at the various scenes of the Chongyang World, while the All Gods seated in the heavens all kept their distance from him.

At this moment, the All Gods are also looking down, gazing intently.

"February 9th, just over a month left," a deity said in a low voice, "The events here are highly likely to be Destiny Event."

"If I remember correctly, according to the calculations of the Heavenly Calculation Department, there is even a certain probability that this involves things above the [Heavenly Venerate Fruit Position]."

After a pause, the powerful deity spoke:

"I'm worried, could it be a repeat of what happened nearly a month ago? Could an incredibly powerful ancient will be revived and awakened?"

The All Gods fell silent, all their gazes turning to Kong Shentong, who had witnessed the dramatic events of that day.

The latter remained unmoved—others might not know, but he was well aware that the mysterious old man would also descend.

He even wants to personally build a 'Gaotian City'!

Kong Shentong calmly spoke:

"The prophesied Age of Great Strife has begun, and the return of the chosen ones is an unstoppable trend."

"All we can do is seize every fortuitous opportunity in these Destiny Event to strengthen ourselves and contend with the ancients who may return."

The All Gods looked at each other in bewilderment.

The other of the only two Great Divine Ability User present spoke at this moment:

"How's the analysis of that Heavenly Stele going?"

A divine reply:

"It's almost time. Perhaps we can successfully unseal part of it before February 9th, allowing Venerable-level deities to enter the Lost World."

Old Niu's expression shifted, and he immediately asked:

"What's going on? Tell me about it."

No one answered Him.

A look of displeasure flashed across His face. He chose the closest Venerable One and strode forward:

"Little brat, come here and answer. If you don't answer well, I'll kill you!"

The venerable one's expression changed, Great Divine Ability User had spoken earlier narrowed his eyes;

"Fellow Daoist, aren't you acting a bit too domineeringly?"

Old Niu looked at the white-haired old man who had spoken, his expression slightly solemn:

"What, am I not allowed to act domineeringly?"

His Mental Intent surged forth once more, transforming behind him into a continuous Flame God Mountain.

His exceptionally high spiritual quality fully demonstrates his true realm— that of Great Divine Ability User.

The white-haired old man had a solemn expression.

"Fellow Daoist, do you perhaps wish to fight me? Let me show you my true form."

Old Niu was talking nonsense:

"If I were to come in person, killing you wouldn't be difficult, old man. Want to give it a try?"

Relying on the fact that he was merely an avatar, he showed no fear of death. Even though his true form was likely no match for the white-haired old man, he still boasted arrogantly.

But it was precisely this domineering behavior that made the white-haired old man wary. He snorted coldly and did not reply.

The chosen venerable one trembled with fear, lest he suffer the same fate as the previous deity, beheaded without cause, or even perish in the process.

He dared not conceal anything and recounted everything that had happened before and after in detail.

Old Niu's expression gradually became serious. He dared not delay and silently transmitted the information he had received to the real body.

Then, the real person, sealed within the scroll, notified Zhang Fusheng.

Meanwhile, in the Lost World.

On the altar.

Bound and coughing, Chen Daoling's body was riddled with Root Bone nails that pierced his skin and flesh.

His face was filled with bitterness; he knew he was doomed to die today.

"Compassion, compassion"

Chen Daoling sighed softly. It wasn't just him; many of the Chongyang high-ranking officials were also in a difficult situation.

Followers of other sects are closing in.

He looked with difficulty into the distance, then at the group of people surrounding him, and sighed softly again—he wondered which of these Remnant of Spirit Mountain were about to suffer disaster.

Meanwhile, in the distance.

A group of six was surrounded by numerous Mandala System cultists.

Cui Linglong frowned and glanced around:

"I come from the Qinghe Cui Clan. What, does the Mandala System intend to wage war against the Qinghe Cui Clan?"

The leading monk raised an eyebrow, and the six desire goddesses writhed and crawled on his body like a wheel.

He smiled:

"The Qinghe Cui Clan? We've heard so much about them. We certainly don't want to make things difficult for the Qinghe Cui Clan, but the problem is..."

"Among you, are there any descendants of the Ling Mountain lineage?"

As he spoke, the senior monk calmly raised the compass in his hand.

The group exchanged glances. The Yellow-toothed Old Man remained expressionless, while Jiang Feinao seemed lost in thought.

As for that crystal-clear porcelain doll?

At this moment, her eyelids are lowered.

Zhang Fusheng was receiving the message from Old Niu, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.

According to the information Old Niu received...

The All Gods in heaven are trying to decipher the celestial stele—it has become a rootless plant, lacking the power it once possessed during the Tang Dynasty.

Perhaps within a month, some of the restrictions on the Heavenly Stele will be forcibly lifted, allowing Venerable-level beings to enter.

Even in the foreseeable future,

More powerful deities can also gradually enter the Chongyang World.

This is not a good thing.

Zhang Fusheng understood perfectly; in his perception, the Buddha Heavenly Position was located within the Chongyang World.

Before attaining the Buddha Heavenly Position, one must not reveal too much, lest the All Gods have already entered the realm Buddha Heavenly Position.

If I were to attract attention and be noticed by the gods at that time, it would be difficult to merge with the Buddha Heavenly Position.

As Zhang Fusheng's thoughts were racing...

"The Remnant of Spirit Mountain?"

Cui Linglong spoke calmly:

"Even if there are indeed Remnant of Spirit Mountain among us, the compass in your hand seems only able to provide a general indication, not to pinpoint exactly who it is, right?"

After pausing for a moment, she continued:

"What, does Your Excellency intend to capture us all, tie us to the altar, and perform a special Buddhist ritual?"

The senior monk spoke calmly:

Who says a compass can't confirm the exact location?

As soon as he finished speaking,

He slashed his palm, forcing out his primordial blood, which dripped onto the compass.

The special compass made from this skull was trembling slightly.

The pointer jumped back and forth, eventually locking onto the target.

A heroic young man.

Li Xiuyuan.

Ruan Yutu was taken aback, and the Yellow-toothed Old Man and Jiang Feinao also turned their heads in surprise to look at the young man.

Cui Linglong's expression changed at this moment. She stepped forward, blocking Li Xiuyuan, and coldly spoke:

"This is my husband. He has long since left the Lingshan lineage. Our wedding was witnessed by the ancestor of the Qinghe Cui Clan."

"Monk, if you leave, the Qinghe Cui Clan will owe you, and your Mandala System, a favor."

She spoke in a clear, crisp voice, slightly nervous.

The high monk, entangled with the goddess of the six desires, also frowned, clearly deep in thought, analyzing the pros and cons.

He couldn't be sure whether what the woman claiming to be a member of the Cui family said was true or false.

But what if it's true?

For the sake of a Remnant of Spirit Mountain, would you offend the patriarch of the Qinghe Cui Clan?

Tsk.

I'm afraid I'll be turned into Human Treasure and offered to the old ancestor of the Cui family as an apology!

Thinking of this,

The head monk's eyes flickered, and he coughed twice:

"Since Benefactor Cui has said so, then..."

Before he could finish speaking, the compass needle, stained with real blood, turned again, pointing to another girl who looked like Banished Immortal.

To be precise,

It pointed to the porcelain doll in her arms.

Everyone turned their heads, their gazes fixed on the porcelain doll with its lowered eyelids.

The latter seemed to snap out of his reverie, raising his head in a daze.

"A little baby"

The senior monk glanced at the violently trembling compass, a look of astonishment on his face:

"Such profound Buddhist nature?!"

He squinted and asked:

"Could this be an Arhat or Bodhisattva descended from the Ling Mountain lineage? Benefactor Cui, don't tell me this little child is also a member of your Cui family?"

Cui Linglong was stunned for a moment, her gaze shifting as she sensed a hint of murderous intent emanating from the monk.

She was also somewhat bewildered. Was this adorable porcelain doll a reincarnation of a Vulture Peak Arhat or Bodhisattva?

Cui Linglong understood,

Ordinary Remnant of Spirit Mountain are one thing, but if it really involves Arhats or Bodhisattvas who have descended to earth, the Mandala System will never let it go easily.

She paused for a moment, then finally shook her head:

"They are just fellow travelers; they have nothing to do with the Cui family."

The abbot immediately smiled and exclaimed "Good!" three times. Many Buddhist Sect followed suit and took another step forward. A strong murderous intent spread out at this moment!

Jiang Feinao pursed her lips, glanced at the porcelain doll with a blank, seemingly frightened face,

She felt a pang of pity and reached out to tug at the teacher's sleeve.

But the Yellow-toothed Old Man simply shook his head and looked towards the distant sky.

There, a figure was descending through the heavens, accompanied by Buddha Light, golden lotuses, and other phenomena. It was clearly Celestial Person from the Mandala System, arriving in great numbers!

Jiang Feinao couldn't help but transmit his voice:

"Teacher, he's just a child. I've heard that the methods of the Mandala System are very cruel, using living people as Law Artifact."

The Yellow-toothed Old Man glanced at her and sighed:

"I can't help. I'm just a puppet avatar, not my true self. If a conflict really breaks out with the Mandala System, my body will be hunted down as well."

Jiang Feinao opened her mouth, but ultimately remained silent, watching the Buddhist Vajra descend from the sky, stepping on countless wondrous lotus blossoms.

"What happen?"

The Buddhist Vajra asked coldly, and the abbot lowered his head and respectfully recounted the whole story.

The Mandala System Divine Walker raised an eyebrow, clearly surprised.

He glanced at Li Xiuyuan, but ultimately said nothing, instead looking at the porcelain doll in the arms of a girl who looked like Banished Immortal.

"An Arhat or Bodhisattva who has descended to earth?"

The old man murmured calmly, his hands behind his back, and slowly walked forward. Cui Linglong and Jiang Feinao couldn't bear to look away, knowing that this bright and innocent child was about to suffer a disaster.

Li Xiuyuan pursed her lips.

"What a lovely child."

The old man walked up to Ruan Yutu, ignoring the Banished Immortal young girl, and carefully examined Zhang Fusheng.

He nodded slightly and smiled gently:

"This could be refined into a top-quality Human Treasure. Hmm, this little Nuwa is not bad either."

The old man looked at Ruan Yutu again, smiling as he sized her up, but then frowned—this Nuwa, why does she look so familiar?

Where have I seen this before?

He narrowed his eyes slightly, then quickly dismissed the thought, glancing sideways as he gave the order:

"Take these two back; they're both excellent talents. Make sure they don't get hurt."

"Yes."

The head monk nodded hurriedly and reached out to seize it. Li Xiuyuan finally couldn't resist and wanted to take a step forward, but was held back tightly by Cui Linglong.

He could only sigh and turn his head away.

But then a clear, innocent child's voice rang out:

"Look at me."

The group instinctively looked over at the crystal-clear porcelain doll.

At this moment, the child lying in the girl's arms had a calm expression, even exuding a sense of solemnity.

The child said calmly:

"Look at me."

The old man twitched his eyebrows:

"It seems we have indeed encountered an extraordinary bodhisattva descended to earth."

As he spoke, he involuntarily raised his eyes and met the gaze of the exquisite porcelain doll.

Li Xiuyuan and the others were completely bewildered, not yet understanding what had happened.

But the old man saw it.

He saw the porcelain doll sigh softly, raise her eyelids, and look directly into his own solemn gaze. It was at this very moment that he saw her.

'Laugh!'

Great Sun Golden Lamp ignited in Zhang Fusheng's eyes, and the Celestial Person elder who met his gaze underwent a drastic change in expression. He wanted to call out, but he was completely unable to move.

He felt that his entire vision was occupied by the two Great Sun Golden Lamp, and he seemed to see an ancient Bodhi tree that reached the heavens and the earth!

The purest Buddha Light flows from the Bodhi Tree that reaches to the heavens, formed from countless Bodhi Thought.

It could even be said that beneath the Bodhi Tree, a magnificent Buddhist kingdom is faintly visible!

Is this the Venerable One?!

A true venerable one!!

A tremendous fear suddenly enveloped him at that moment.

"Compassion, compassion."

The vast Brahma Chant Buddhist hymns echoed in the old man's spiritual world, and the Buddha Light shone upon him. He was being forcibly converted and taking refuge!

In Brahma Chant.

"I am Buddha."

"But it is not the Buddha who descended to earth to experience countless eons."

"I am the True Buddha."

Only this celestial Celestial Person could hear the Brahma Chant. His ocean of soul was being dyed a brilliant gold, and above his spiritual world, a colossal syllable of [Om] was suppressing him, forcing him to convert!

The immense power was like a prison, the Buddha Light like an abyss, and the vast Bodhi Thought washed down.

Then.

Amidst the bewildered gazes of the crowd, the old man suddenly prostrated himself before the porcelain doll.

He said:

"May Buddha have mercy!"

Jiang Feinao rubbed his eyes in bewilderment, while Cui Linglong and Li Xiuyuan looked on blankly.

"Ah?"

Zhang Fusheng suddenly closed his eyes—he suddenly understood how to obtain the Buddha Heavenly Position.

Ascending to the Buddha Heavenly Position is itself a [Destiny Event].

"Perhaps... even today."