Eastern Emperor Taiyi Opens the Heavens, Taiyi Gives Birth to Water

"It... it's alive!"

Inside the main hall, the Junior Disciple Brother let out a hysterical scream; clearly, he too had seen the Buddha Ancestor nodding, smiling, and blinking.

The old monk turned around in surprise, only to see a solemn and dignified Buddha Ancestor.

There was nothing unusual.

His expression remained calm and composed, clearly not angry, but his tone carried a hint of sternness:

"You two young benefactors, although you both come from Dragon Tiger Mountain and the number one sect in the world, it is still a bit too much to make fun of Buddha Ancestor."

Zhang Xuelan snapped out of her daze, a tingling sensation spreading across the back of her head. She spoke with a bitter tone:

"Heavenly Monk, we were absolutely not joking."

She stared intently at the Buddha Ancestor that had returned to normal, as if everything just now had been a hallucination—but she was now Martial Arts Master!

If they are capable of withstanding a nuclear explosion, even if they were free to do so, how could they possibly have hallucinations out of nowhere?

Zhang Xuelan took a deep breath, and just as she was about to say something, the old monk waved his hand with an unfriendly expression:

"Alright, whether you two were joking or it was a miracle from Buddha Ancestor, please leave now!"

After a pause, he spoke coldly:

"As for the body of the Primal Human Ancestor, I will send monks to assist you two in investigating and excavating it. As for whether we can find it..."

The Junior Disciple Brother tried to escape, but Zhang Xuelan grabbed him. She stared at the Heavenly Monk and spoke in a deep voice:

"Senior Heavenly Monk, may we have the privilege of examining those four Outer God corpses?"

"Let's discuss this further!"

The Heavenly Monk waved his sleeve again, and the two people in the hall felt dizzy and their vision blurred. They found themselves outside the Great Buddha Palace, on a bustling and noisy street.

Amidst the bustling crowds and the blazing sun overhead, both men were drenched in cold sweat.

Because a taxi was parked beside them, the handsome driver leaned out of the window and was speaking with a smile:

"Greetings, gentlemen. Would you like a ride? Also, could you please pay for the car door repair? Nine hundred and ninety-eight."

Despite being engulfed in flames, Zhang Xuelan felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, and suddenly realized the truth.

She stared at the handsome young driver and spoke in a low voice:

"It's you, the Monarch of Ten Thousand Changes!"

The Monarch of Ten Thousand Changes, also known as the Weaver, is an Outer God symbolizing change, wisdom, knowledge, and intrigue.

This change is not merely a change in appearance, but a transformation of everything; it is the yearning for change in all living beings.

Zhang Fusheng smiled:

"The guest must have misunderstood something. Let's get in the car and talk."

Zhang Xuelan paused for a moment, knowing that escape was impossible. She took a deep breath, opened the car door, and got in first.

This time, she chose to sit in the passenger seat, next to this terrifying and eerie monk.

The Junior Disciple Brother hesitated for a long time before finally sitting down in the back row with a long face, muttering to himself:

"Buddha Ancestor above, Buddha Ancestor above"

It's unclear whether they were trying to please the strange driver or praying that the real Buddha Ancestor would send down calamity to punish those who dared to impersonate Him.

Once the two were seated, Zhang Fusheng didn't ask about their destination and stepped on the gas.

The taxi shot off again.

Along the way.

Zhang Fusheng did not speak with the two people in the car; his gaze was extremely deep as he quietly pondered.

The four Outer God corpses are Huanxi, Bodhi, Gouchen, and Changsheng.

Joy is one thing, but Bodhi is Buddha Ancestor- level being who stands shoulder to shoulder with Amitabha Buddha!

There's a theory in mythology that the [Daoist Zhunti] in the Investiture of the Gods story is the same as the [Bodhi Patriarch] in the Journey to the West story.

Zhang Fusheng had no clue whether it was true or false, but if it was true, it would be terrifying.

After all, at the end of the Investiture of the Gods, Daoist Zhunti, together with Jieyin Daoist Jieyin, Taishang, and Yuanshi, broke the Immortal Slaying Sword.

In other words, the Daoist Zhunti is probably a being of the [Supreme Fruit Position].

Furthermore, Amitabha Buddha is also known as the [Buddha Jieyin].

"The Bodhi Buddha Corpse is probably the same as the Zhunti Buddha Corpse."

"The remains of a Supreme Beings"

Zhang Fusheng's heart fluttered, his thoughts racing, and many things came to mind in that instant.

He whispered to himself:

"If my guess is true, then this is a really big problem."

In this way, the three Outer God nourished by the Gouchen Emperor Corpse, Longevity Emperor Corpse, and Joyful Buddha Corpse...

He is probably much weaker than the [The Weaver] who was nourished by the Bodhi Buddha Corpse.

Things that make my heart flutter.

Is it an Outer God corpse, or the weaver the Weaver into the Old Heavenly Master?

Zhang Fusheng didn't know, but when he thought of the Old Heavenly Master's appearance in front of the three Outer God, he felt that this guy had even bigger problems.

Logically, the Weaver should be the head of the four Outer God, but this is not the case.

Where does the problem lie?

The Weaver, the master of all changes

The taxi stopped in front of a small hotel. Zhang Fusheng opened the car door, got out, and gestured for them to enter.

"Please, gentlemen?"

Zhang Xuelan and her Junior Disciple Brother exchanged glances, then silently got out of the car and followed the terrifying monk into the small hotel.

I randomly booked a room.

Zhang Fusheng entered and sat cross-legged on the bed. He did not speak immediately but continued to ponder.

The cultivation process of reaching the Venerable Realm is a process of completely mastering and refining the [Buddha Kingdom] or [Blessed Land].

Once an entire universe or ancient realm is completely refined, it signifies reaching the limit at the Venerable level.

With every gesture, one carries the weight and blessing of an entire universe and ancient realm that one has refined.

In other words, the difference between venerable ones is astonishingly large.

How could a Venerable One who has refined tens of thousands of miles of ancient realms possibly be a match for someone who has refined an entire universe?

Of course, the cultivation methods for the two are completely different.

"But my cultivation is different. I want to transform into Great Spirit in a certain universe or ancient realm, not just refine the universe or ancient realm."

"It must also become the source of the will, soul, and true spirit of all living beings within the realm."

Zhang Fusheng's mind raced. To take this step, he first needed to choose an 'anchor point'.

Or, to put it another way, choose the first being to be assimilated by yourself.

He had planned to start long ago.

But after learning about the Weaver, and especially that the other party was Outer God nourished by the Bodhi Buddha Corpse,

Zhang Fusheng then made a decision.

The Weaver is undoubtedly the best choice.

Once the Monarch of Ten Thousand Changes assimilated this person, assimilating the rest of life in this vast universe would undoubtedly be much, much simpler!

As his thoughts raced, Zhang Fusheng looked at his fellow disciple and sister, and spoke calmly:

"I am neither Monarch of Ten Thousand Changes, nor the Weaver, nor an Outer God."

Zhang Xuelan and her Junior Disciple Brother were on tenterhooks.

She heard this mysterious and terrifying being continue:

"I am Buddha Ancestor, whether you believe it or not, I am, and I am right before your eyes. As for the Weaver..."

After pausing for a moment, Zhang Fusheng first carefully observed Zhang Xuelan, and then turned his gaze to his Junior Disciple Brother.

He then continued quietly:

"The Weaver has indeed appeared on your planet, transforming into the Old Heavenly Master of Dragon Tiger Mountain."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zhang Xuelan's eyes widened in anger, but she dared not utter a word, only letting out a snort.

Zhang Fusheng knew the other party wouldn't believe him, and he didn't need them to, so he calmly said:

"The Old Heavenly Master sent you to excavate the body of the Primal Human Ancestor, perhaps his real purpose is to have you uncover the four Outer God corpses."

"As for why he didn't come in person?"

Zhang Fusheng smiled and answered his own question:

"Because he is a Venerable-level deity, and the old monk in the Great Buddha Palace is also a Venerable-level being, I guess he doesn't want to disturb this Heavenly Monk."

Zhang Xuelan stared coldly at the monk in front of her, remaining silent.

Zhang Fusheng said to himself:

"I am not here to stop you. I want you two to actually dig into it—whether it's the body of the Ancestor of Humanity or the Four Great Divine Corpse."

"They are all for my own desire."

Zhang Xuelan remained silent, speaking slowly and deliberately:

Who exactly are you?

Zhang Fusheng smiled:

"I said I am Buddha Ancestor."

He spoke leisurely, and Golden Lotus bloomed beside him, accompanied by Buddha Light, Immortal Flower phenomena.

Solemn and dignified Brahma Chant of Buddhist scriptures lingered in the air.

"Go, go."

Zhang Fusheng has a solemn and dignified appearance.

"Go and trace back to the Outer God the heavens, to the original body of the Primal Human Ancestor. You will be surrounded and protected by the Buddha Light, impervious to all calamities, calamities, and disasters."

He issued Imperial Edict, bestowing blessings upon the two little ones. Near the end, Zhang Fusheng added:

"Go see that Heavenly Monk, ride on my lotus platform. When he sees you again, it will be as if he were seeing the Buddha Ancestor, and he will obey your commands."

As soon as he finished speaking,

Zhang Fusheng pointed, and Zhang Xuelan felt her feet lighten.

She looked down and saw a majestic Vajra Lotus, which had somehow lifted her up.

A rustling sound came from behind. Turning around suddenly, I saw a Nine-Zhang Bodhi swaying quietly.

Zhang Xuelan was stunned, and just as she was about to speak, her vision blurred again.

When everything became clear again, he and his Junior Disciple Brother found themselves once more in the majestic Buddha Palace.

The Heavenly Monk frowned and looked up, but suddenly his eyes widened in astonishment. What he saw was a sea of Buddha Light, a majestic lotus throne, and the pure and natural Nine-Zhang Bodhi.

A strange noise came from behind.

He turned and looked back, only to see the magnificent Buddha Ancestor smiling with a flower in its hand.

The Heavenly Monk was stunned into silence when he saw the Buddha statue open its mouth, exhale, and say—"Om!"

Like a sudden, sharp rebuke echoing through the air.

He seemed to awaken from a deep dream, suddenly understanding everything.

So, the Heavenly Monk turned his head, looked at his bewildered junior brothers and sisters, and spoke in a low voice:

"Please follow me, gentlemen. I will take you to excavate the four Outer God corpses."

Zhang Xuelan and her Junior Disciple Brother looked at each other in bewilderment.

Small hotel.

Converting Heavenly Monk is simpler than converting an ordinary person—the latter is already a devout and sincere believer.

I only provided slight guidance.

Zhang Xuelan

Zhang Fusheng murmured this name.

He chose this girl with low cultivation not only because the Old Heavenly Master had also chosen her,

Furthermore, Zhang Fusheng realized this when he understood cause and effect.

This little guy has a deep causal relationship with the things Great Treasury Land that even he himself cannot trace or comprehend.

In other words.

"If I'm not mistaken, this little girl is the [key] to restarting the four Outer God corpses, isn't she?"

"But why?"

Zhang Fusheng was new to the area and couldn't figure out what the Weaver was trying to do—nor did he care to.

This universe is merely a temporary stop for me.

He had to return to reality within eighteen days.

So.

"It's always better to use brute force to overcome all techniques."

Zhang Fusheng muttered indifferently to himself, "All my schemes and calculations, all these things, are irrelevant to me. I'll just push through them all."

"The four Outer God corpses will have to wait."

"But according to the Heavenly Monk, beneath Shaolin, there is also an Outer God the heavens being suppressed—this Divine Corpse has nurtured what is known as the subspace."

"Let's go take a look."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself, and with a blink of an eye, his thoughts traveled thousands of miles in an instant, landing on one of his bodies that had been worshipped.

He was already seated on the Buddha Heavenly Position.

In this universe, all the Buddha Ancestor that are worshipped are transformed into his appearance the instant he enters this universe.

It was not a sudden change, but rather it seemed to As It Naturally Is, and no living being noticed anything amiss.

Same.

All the Buddha Ancestor in this universe thus became his objects of worship.

That is, a body that receives offerings and incense.

The myriad scenes vanished in an instant, and when clarity returned before my eyes, I was already inside a Grand Hall.

The main hall was quiet and deserted, with wisps of incense smoke rising from the incense burner. No worshippers came or went, only a young monk was quietly sweeping the floor and wiping away the dust.

The only sound echoing in the hall was the soft rustling of brooms sweeping the floor.

A sudden gust of wind blew, causing the Prayer Flags on both sides to flutter gently. The young monk looked up in surprise, glancing back at the tightly closed temple doors—

If the door is closed, where does the wind come from?

In his astonishment, he suddenly realized something, and while holding a broom taller than himself, he turned to look at the huge golden Buddha statue enshrined in the center of the hall.

The Sixteen-Foot Buddha Statue, made of pure gold, had somehow stepped down from the stone platform, stood upright, and was looking down at me.

The little monk slumped to the ground, then scrambled to his feet, staggered out of the temple gate, and howled like a banshee as he ran:

"Ghost, ghost, ghost!"

"Buddha Ancestor has become a spirit! Buddha Ancestor has become a spirit!"

Inside the main hall, the originally solemn and majestic pure gold Sixteen-Foot Buddha Statue, immediately turned black.

What the heck?

Not only did his face darken, but in the distance, the Old Abbot, who was meditating, also turned pale, opened his eyes, and took a step forward:

"What nonsense are you spouting?"

The tranquil temple was suddenly thrown into a bit of chaos, with the young monks' cries of "Buddha Ancestor has become a spirit!" echoing through the inner sanctum.

Then, hurried footsteps could be heard.

A group of monks barged into the main hall, the old monk at the head of the group carrying a young monk in a huff.

They were all taken aback.

Looking up, inside the hall, Sixteen-Foot Buddha Statue stands quietly, its expression compassionate and serene, overlooking the people who enter the hall.

"What kind of demon dares to offend the Buddha Ancestor's golden body!"

The Old Abbot, who was carrying the young monk, was first taken aback, then flew into a rage, unleashing a powerful Buddhist lion's roar, and a blinding golden light rose behind him.

The sonic waves, capable of shattering a nebula, converged into a line and struck straight at the sixteen-foot-tall pure gold Buddha statue!

The roar of the great lion struck the golden Buddha statue, but only shook off a little bit of accumulated dust.

The Old Abbot was stunned, then his expression changed. He stepped back, raised his large palm as if to press down, and exclaimed:

"Buddhist Kingdom!"

A Buddhist kingdom appeared in his palm; though his palm flipped over, it was still a strike capable of annihilating half the universe.

Yet it is restrained and contained within a small space; the golden Buddha statue neither hides nor avoids, but stands quietly.

The Buddhist kingdom drew near, but then abruptly stopped.

Then.

The million nuns residing within the Buddha-land in the Old Abbot's palm suddenly spoke, uttering praises.

It is said to be -- "Buddha Ancestor Fusheng, World-Honored Tathagata!"

The highest note.

The golden Buddha statue raised its foot and took a step down.

'When!!!'

As if a million bronze bells were struck simultaneously, a golden hue emerged from beneath the Buddha statue, spreading out in an instant and enveloping the entire Shaolin and the entire Mount Song!

Mount Song is made of gold, Buddhist Chants echo, Vajra protects, and Arhats stand by.

There are also nine great suns, suspended behind the Buddha statue, emitting great sunlight that illuminates everything in the mountain.

Then.

One by one, the monks and abbots involuntarily prostrated themselves, except for the abbot, who remained motionless.

They were unable to convert them.

The Buddha statue raised its eyelids, and its eyes, reflecting the turbulent sea of chaos, revealed a look of keen interest.

A devout Buddhist, or even one who is not so devout, can be converted by a single word from a venerable master simply by reciting Buddhist scriptures.

Since the attempt to convert failed...

The Old Abbot before me was not an abbot at all—not even a monk.

The Old Abbot turned around and tried to run away.

In an instant, they dashed into the starry sky; in another instant, they fled an infinitely distant distance, from one end of the starry sea to the other, to another desolate edge of the universe.

He stopped, standing on the sparse sea of stars in the desolate edge of the universe.

I had just breathed a sigh of relief and looked up when...

But then I saw the Grand Hall, and monks prostrating themselves, Vajra protectors, Arhats standing beside them, and the nine great suns turning.

Then I saw a golden Buddha statue standing inside the palace, which was suspended in the desolate wilderness of the universe.

Right before my eyes.

The Old Abbot turned his head, still trying to escape, when he heard Buddhist Chants in his ear—a summons.

My vision blurred for a split second, and I was already kneeling before the Buddha statue.

The Old Abbot trembled and spoke in a dry voice:

"Amitabha, World-Honored Tathagata!"

The Buddha statue gazed at him, its eyes filled with endless cause and effect, and suddenly a dazzling flash of light seemed to pass by.

With Fiery Golden Eyes, one can see through all falsehoods.

The one crawling on the ground was not the Old Abbot, but the Weaver.

To be precise, it is an altered form that has been invaded by the Weaver.

Zhang Fusheng smiled silently, seemingly unaware of the situation, seemingly oblivious, and then solemnly asked:

What kind of Divine Corpse is buried at the foot of Shaolin Mountain?

The Old Abbot didn't dare to breathe loudly, and spoke tremblingly:

"Yes, it's a mutilated corpse—just a head."

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow. A mutilated head?

He heard the Old Abbot, still prostrate, continue chanting:

"The head has been lying there for countless years, but during worship, one can still see the name and taboo of Dao Venerate."

"This is called --"

"Taiyi!"

Once its name was mentioned,

A slight ripple appeared on the face of the sixteen-foot-tall golden Buddha, who was startled to realize his dazed state, his eyes trembling with a chaotic mix of causes and effects.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, a scene of illusion appeared!

Zhang Fusheng stared intently and saw a primordial, ancient deity standing in a vast void where all things All Things Are Empty and nothing existed.

Embracing, water is born; with water, the sky opens; with the sky opening, the earth is formed; with the earth formed, all things emerge.

The illusory scene existed for only a brief moment before Zhang Fusheng awoke with a start. When he opened his eyes again, he was still in the Grand Hall.

His heart fluttered.

Taiyi, Eastern Emperor Taiyi.

The terrifying illusion witnessed just now, triggered by cause and effect, all pointed to one thing—

This Eastern Emperor Taiyi is not the same as the demon lord from the novels of my previous life.

Rather, it is the version depicted in the mythology of the Chu region.

That is, one of the supreme gods of ancient times, the deity who created heaven and earth.

It is the Creation God.

When the Eastern Emperor created the heavens, Taiyi gave birth to water, and then the world was created from nothingness.

Zhang Fusheng's heart trembled.

Is the water in this lower universe a little too deep?