Now I Transform into the Dao, Harming All Things to Serve My Body! (5k) (12)

Perhaps it's because the time span between them was too long.

Or perhaps it's the overwhelming power of seeing through the weaknesses of everything that comes with mastering the forty-fold Sword Dao —or more likely, it's a combination of both.

In short, the Taiji Hall, protected by the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Great Array, was thus cleaved open with its pristine beauty.

The temple gates collapsed, the temple was torn apart, dust rose, and smoke swirled.

Zhang Fusheng, resembling both the Buddha and an ancient Daoist Buddha Ancestor, carried the Ethereal Immortal Slaying Sword in one hand, with the Pangu Banner, formed from secret scriptures, hanging beside him.

He walked step by step into the dust, and under the trembling gazes of the three men, he gently blew a breath. A strong wind rose, and the dust dissipated.

Everything inside the hall was then clearly visible.

A table, lamps and candles, an altar, a hanging sword, purple robes, and the emperor's throne.

Zhang Fusheng, sword in hand, scanned the surroundings with extreme vigilance, ready at any moment to communicate with the Gate of the Past and the Eastern Emperor's head.

The candles on both sides burned eternally, seemingly without end. On the table were fruits and wine, all still vibrant and fresh.

The dark brocade hanging from the beams suggested that just moments before, the hall was filled with people, hosting a banquet.

At the very top of the hall, the emperor's throne was spacious, upon which lay a purple robe, and a sword hung from a beam to one side.

Zhang Fusheng sniffed and suddenly looked at the tables on either side of him. This smell...

After hesitating for a moment, he approached, squatted down, and examined it carefully.

There were twenty-four small tables in total, each with the same contents: a pot of wine, a dish of fruit, and a small box of stewed meat.

The dish also contained three peaches, and the stewed meat was still steaming and emitting a strong meaty aroma.

Zhang Fusheng took a deep breath, the aroma of peaches and meat filling his nostrils, a warm current instantly permeating his limbs and bones, causing every pore on his body to open wide!

This feeling is just like taking a miracle drug when you're still weak—no, it's even better!

But back then I was Martial Arts Master, but now I am a venerable one, and I am only a mere sniffer!

"This is."

Zhang Fusheng sighed softly:

"Peony".

"Genuine peaches from the Heavenly Peach Garden."

Each table holds three peaches, and with twenty-four tables here, there are a total of seventy-two large peaches!

"What is this? A Peach Banquet?"

Zhang Fusheng's throat bobbed slightly as he examined the stewed meat in the box. His eyes darted between cause and effect, but upon closer inspection, the cause and effect on the stewed meat remained extremely blurry.

This means that the owner of the meat is far stronger than oneself!

"At least the flesh of a True Saint-level being."

Zhang Fusheng couldn't help but swallow hard. Although he had only acquired the Taotie's ability to Devour Everything,

But at this moment, a primal and intense urge still arises: to eat meat, peaches, and wine!

He forcibly suppressed his thoughts, letting them sink into the 'yin side' of the divine realm, stepping into the subspace created by the Chaos Bell.

The head, suspended high in the air, opened its eyes and looked down:

What happened?

His head was very tired, as if the recent series of conversations had exhausted him.

Zhang Fusheng gave a brief account of everything that happened in Yin Chang'an.

Donghuang frowned.

"Ziwei's backup plan? This person is closest to the supreme being. If I were at my peak, nothing about him could be hidden from me, but in my current state, I cannot even see through his schemes or plans."

After a pause, the Eastern Emperor's head suddenly spoke with a profound meaning:

"However, for you, Fellow Daoist Zhang, this is a Great Opportunity —I once advised you to maintain your 'self'."

"As for Ziwei, he is the master of all stars, wielding the power of killing and conquest, in charge of the Heavenly Court's criminal justice, and possesses a unique method that allows one to sever their ego and rely on the Dao."

Zhang Fusheng's eyes lit up. Had he severed his ego and placed his hopes in the Dao?

He suddenly understood, and said thoughtfully:

"Therefore, I cannot directly confront the Great Emperor Ziwei for the time being. I must try my best to obtain the method to sever my Dao from Him?"

The Eastern Emperor nodded, then shook his head.

"There are many things I cannot explain to you too clearly, because it would trigger a deep resonance, and even with the Chaos Bell as a cover, other fellow Daoists would still notice."

"For example, a supreme struggle, or the destruction of the old world."

"Especially when it comes to people, events, and things from the past, I won't say much more to you. That's all I have to say."

Zhang Fusheng bowed towards the head of the Eastern Emperor and finally asked:

"Can I eat those fruits and meat stews?"

"Nature."

"Stewed meat. What kind of meat is it?"

The Eastern Emperor's head pondered for a moment, deciding it wouldn't trigger a resonance with the old world. A divine light flashed in its eyes as it peered with difficulty at Zhang Fusheng, before tears of blood streamed down its face.

He gasped:

"In this day and age, it is extremely difficult to gain insight into the present. Even if I were to use you as a means of observation, I would still suffer a severe backlash."

After a pause, the Eastern Emperor's head continued:

"I have examined the contents thoroughly. There are two kinds of meat stewed together. One is pork, which comes from the [Altar Cleanser Envoy] of Mount Ling. The other is the meat of the Golden Cicada Buddha, which comes from the Demon Buddha Golden Cicada, also known as the [Sandlewood Merit Buddha]."

Zhang Fusheng was dumbfounded. Tianpeng's meat?

And Tang Monk's flesh?

But, Demon Buddha?

Zhang Fusheng voiced the question that had been troubling him:

Why call him Demon Buddha?

The Eastern Emperor's head remained silent, and Zhang Fusheng understood—it was something that could not be answered.

He didn't press the matter further, bowed respectfully, and quietly withdrew from the Chaos Bell.

Thoughts return to their true self.

The man, resembling both a Buddha and an ancient Daoist priest, opened his eyes, gazing at box after box of stewed meat, and murmured to himself:

"Never mind, let's eat first!"

Tang Monk!

Although it is unknown how Tang Monk transformed into Demon Buddha, this thing was coveted by countless demon saints on the journey to the West!

"Golden Cicada, Golden Cicada Demon Flesh."

Zhang Fusheng murmured, a thought surfacing, and picked up a small amount of meat soup—it was clearly just a tiny bit, yet it felt surprisingly heavy!

The broth was eaten.

Almost instantly.

"Hehe."

Zhang Fusheng let out a muffled groan, sensing an incredibly terrifying power erupting from the soup.

It spread to every part of the body in the very first instant, and in the very first instant it broke through the barriers of the body and mind, surging into one's spiritual world and the ocean of the soul!

"Meat!"

Zhang Fusheng groaned. This is just soup; what would happen if they ate the meat?

He took a deep breath, feeling the terrifying, surging power within his body, and conjured long chopsticks of refined gold to scoop out two of the smallest pieces of meat, each only the size of a thumb, from the food box.

One radiates celestial beauty, interspersed with extremely rich water essence; the other displays a brilliant golden hue, surrounded by Brahma Chant and Buddha Light, even accompanied by purple qi!

It was not the purple qi of an emperor, but the Merit Purple Qi that Zhang Fusheng had seen and absorbed.

"That's right, the Sandlewood Merit Buddha. He was one of the true protagonists of the Journey to the West. How much Merit Purple Qi did he receive after completing the Journey to the West?"

"But why is all this purple qi aura swirling within His flesh?"

Zhang Fusheng murmured in confusion, a few dark guesses flashing through his mind, before putting the two pieces of meat into his mouth.

Before I could even swallow it.

A massive amount of aquatic spiritual energy, Merit Purple Qi, Buddhist Rhyme, and demonic aura erupted at this moment, engulfing Zhang Fusheng!

He was radiating light, a light of unprecedented brilliance.

The intensity of the light was so great that it even seeped out from Yin Chang'an, permeating the great array beneath the Jiuzong Mountain Range and the thick layers of rock stretching for thousands of miles.

This caused the entire Jiuzong Mountain Range to glow!

In Chang'an Town, many Celestial Person who had given up hope of the so-called Great Opportunity gazed towards the town.

Inside the Yuan residence, Ruan Yutu, Li Xiuyuan, and others were also gazing into the distance, while Yuan Tiandao, leaning on his cane, looked on in astonishment.

"A thousand miles of mountains and rivers radiate light; I see auspicious clouds and omens, as well as lotus thrones and golden springs."

Wei Busǐ, standing to the side, swallowed hard, gazing at the magnificent scene before him. The earth's light illuminated the sky, swirling and intertwining within the heavens.

The faint reflections reveal magnificent scenes: a celestial river and a majestic sacred mountain!

"Could it be that it's been brought forward?"

Wei Busǐ murmured.

Yuan Tiandao pondered for a long time, then took a deep breath:

"This sudden strange phenomenon likely means it's happening ahead of schedule. I'll activate a corner of the Heavenly Book and see if I can open Zhaoling today and awaken that being!"

He leaned on his cane, walking unsteadily back to the inner room, picked up the corner of the Heavenly Book, and began to draw on the miniature altar, speaking in a low voice:

"Old Wei, try calling upon your ancestor once more. Today, we must achieve a complete victory in this battle. Whether that great one can return from the Netherworld depends on this moment!"

"Good!"

Wei Busǐ nodded, took up the Dragon Slaying Sword, performed another sacrificial ceremony, and sighed:

"Unfortunately, the situation within the Martial Arts Manor is inexplicable, with a missing link. However, fortunately, the impact should be minimal!"

The ancient figure emerged once more from the Dragon Slaying Sword, and a corner of the Heavenly Book radiated a color even more intense than the thousand-mile-long earth-shaking light.

Chang'an Town suddenly trembled at this moment.

And at this very moment.

Beyond the Other Shore World.

Kong Shentong, shrouded in black, held a delicate pagoda in his hand.

He gazed at the turbulent, swaying Other Shore World.

As the Other Shore World shook and trembled, gaps appeared in the Buddha's Buddha Light that had previously obscured everything.

Through the crack, Kong Shentong's gaze fell upon the luminous thousand-mile mountain range, and he even saw the materialized purple qi!

The secrets of heaven suddenly became chaotic.

He looked at the exquisite pagoda and whispered:

"Great God of the Three Altars, the Destiny Event here seems to have erupted ahead of schedule. You should enter now."

The spirit within the exquisite pagoda hummed in agreement, but was not permitted to leave the pagoda— Kong Shentong remained uneasy.

With a wisp of true spirit, one can only use Secret Method to form an avatar outside the pagoda, composed of a mixture of earth, precious wood, and celestial lotus.

His avatar was not a porcelain doll, but a young man with three heads and six arms. However, his aura was not strong; he was merely a Venerable.

"My true spirit cannot be released; at most, I can only form an avatar at the Venerable level."

Nezha has an innocent and naive appearance:

"How about we release my true spirit instead?"

Kong Shentong raised an eyebrow, pondered for a moment, then smiled and shook his head:

"You are a great god from the old world; even if you are just an incarnation, you would have the potential to suppress the World-Honored Tathagata."

"Then transform yourself, go, go."

Nezha's eyelids twitched, but he ultimately said nothing—after all, as long as this Great Divine Ability User activated the Exquisite Pagoda,

The suffering caused by that kind of suppression was simply unbearable.

He let out a barely perceptible sigh, and with a thought, his three-headed, six-armed immortal lotus body quietly stepped out of the trembling, shaking Other Shore World.

At the same time,

Beneath the Jiuzong Mountain Range lies the Thousand Mile Zhaoling, Yin Chang'an.

In the ultimate light.

Zhang Fusheng felt that he was undergoing an unprecedented transformation, a transformation that even surpassed the Ascension to Divinity!

The vast Merit Purple Qi within a small piece of the Demon Buddha's flesh combined with the Merit Purple Qi already present within his body.

Nourished by terrifying divinity and the essence of water, and combined with the Merit Purple Qi,

Zhang Fusheng gave birth to a special [Daoist Body] – the Water Element Dao Body.

This is just a brief start.

"Merit Purple Qi"

He picked up the food box and drank the broth and stew inside in one gulp.

Then came the second box, and the third box!

By the time he finished the sixth box, he was completely stuffed—even his innate ability to Devour Everything was stretched to its limit, making it impossible for him to digest any more substances!

But similarly.

At this very moment, the Merit Purple Qi manifested, gradually filling every inch of the body, inside and out, and filling it with Essence, Qi, and Spirit!

Then.

Under the horrified gazes of the disheveled old man, Li Yiyi, and Luo Cheng,

Amidst the boundless radiance, an ancient Daoist priest could be seen sitting cross-legged in the void.

Ancient banners fluttered beside him, Bodhi trees swayed behind him, and virtual scenes of creation flashed rapidly above his head!

Then.

The entire Other Shore World was shaken.

Zhang Fusheng defied his innate nature.

It is not the Innate Great Realm, but the innate that existed before heaven.

Right now,

Innate Being.

"Water Element Dao Body, Innate Being, and..."

He was immersed in the Dharma and its wonders, murmuring and talking to himself:

"And, the Merit Dao Body."

In addition to the golden bodies, Sixteen-Foot True Body, and Fuli Dharma Body of past Saint Golden Body,

Six profound and mysterious physiques converge.

A brand new, Innate Being born being.

So-called Innate Being are those born before or at the moment of creation, and are born in harmony with the Dao.

For example, the Pure-blooded Innate Golden Crow — the Ancestor Golden Crow —is born with the ability to transform into the Great Sun, symbolizing the Great Sun;

For example, the Primordial Ancestor Dragon, the Ancestor Phoenix, and even the Ancestor Kunpeng and the Ancestor Taotie each symbolize a certain path.

Above them are only the Innate Sacred Spirit —such as the Three Pure Ones.

Naturally.

When Zhang Fusheng transformed into Innate Being, he was also quietly aligning himself with the Dao.

"What is my Dao?"

He asked himself.

Is this the Primordial Beginning of Fuli, who has cultivated himself to this day?

No, that is the Dao of Fuli Yuanshi.

Is it the infinite height brought about by the Taiqing Position? No, it is the Dao of Taiqing.

It is not Buddha, nor the path of great light and wisdom, nor the position of the most ancient ancestor bestowed upon us by Empress Nüwa.

These all come from outside, not from within themselves.

Although Zhang Fusheng could have chosen these paths, they were not what he desired.

Be yourself.

"My Way"

Zhang Fusheng was enveloped by the profound Daoist essence, becoming completely immersed in it. Sword Dao?

He remained silent and ultimately chose to give up.

Although transforming it into a symbol of Sword Dao, which is inherently associated with killing and warfare, can cause one's combat power to surge,

But this is only a temporary relief.

So, what exactly is my Dao?

The innate Merit Purple Qi surged and roared, and Zhang Fusheng knew that he needed to make a choice as soon as possible.

He thought of Contract Book.

Everything I have achieved in just over six months, from an ordinary high school student to where I am today, is all thanks to the Contract Book.

"Contract Book is for exchange, transformation, and change, but is this the path I seek?"

Zhang Fusheng was deep in thought. For so long, what he had been doing was not actually trading, but sacrificing external things for his own benefit—it was self-importance.

"Of the Eighty-Four Thousand Dao in the world, which one truly belongs to me?"

"Upper Heaven? Water and fire? Wither and Flourish? Or is it the cause and effect, and time itself, that I have come to understand most deeply?"

No, none of those are true.

"The way of Heaven is to give to those who have more than enough."

"The way of man is to take from those who have less and give to those who have more."

"Although I often talk about the Way of Heaven, what I have always practiced is the Way of Humanity."

"To sacrifice all things and spirits, all immortals and Buddhas, all worlds and realms, past and present, to serve my own essence."

"When I attain enlightenment, I will repay all living beings."

"Certainly!"

He—He—uttered the word 'still' so lightly.

Suddenly.

That light, that radiant light, that magnificent light, those wondrous sights, all the divine forms, all the wondrous phenomena...

In an instant, it vanished completely.

Everything was swept back into the youth's body.

"My way is to sacrifice all things to serve me, and when I attain enlightenment, I will give back to all things. This cycle continues endlessly, without ceasing."

"It withers, it dries up, it perishes, then it rests and decays."

"I am glorious, I am prosperous, I live, and I will never cease to live."

The melodious Dao Sound resounded throughout the entire Yin Chang'an. All the events that came and went, all the past events, all became his Innate Being, all became his Dao.

The title of Taiqing, the position of Buddha Ancestor, the Dharma of Fuli—all external things come to serve me, and I will only ever be myself, and external things will forever remain just external things.

This is one's own path.

But Zhang Fusheng understood that he must not let the Supreme Beings know this, so he chose to belittle himself and did not immediately conform to the 'Solely Honored Dao'.

Or rather, it is "my way," or more accurately, "the Unique Dao."

Zhang Fusheng's creation of Innate Being symbolizes the [One and Only Path], yet he also communicates with the Chaos Bell in the Yin aspect of the Divine Realm.

Using the Chaos Bell's ability to conceal everything, this path was also concealed.

"Now, we use the guise of the cycle of Yin and Yang to conceal the true nature of the Unique Dao."

"What I symbolize is simply the Dao of Reincarnation."

'Buzz!'

A booming sound rose from the void, the Floating Dawn Primordial Law, the Law of Cause and Effect, the Law of Buddha Ancestor, the Law of Taiqing, and the Law of the Heavenly Venerate of Sin Removal.

All phenomena manifested, conforming to oneness, evolving into a vast and inconceivable Wheel of All Daos, silently hovering behind the youth, quietly turning.

The Other Shore World will no longer tremble.

Yin Chang'an also fell into a deathly silence.

In silence.

The Sloppy Old Man, Li Yiyi, and Luo Cheng exchanged bewildered glances, completely unaware of what had happened.

The former looked towards the young man behind whom the Wheel of All Daos were spinning, and tried to call out.

But the young man remained motionless, simply sitting cross-legged in the void.

Only the Wheel of Reincarnation was spinning silently.

With each rotation, it grows heavier and deeper, and everything in Yin Chang'an flows away towards the Wheel of All Daos.

One lap, two laps, three laps.

Zhang Fusheng's eyes remained tightly closed, chaotic light swirling beneath him, and Primordial Auspicious Cloud emanating from his Ancestral Aperture between his brows.

The Contract Book, however, shines quietly in the unknowable.

He seemed to be asleep, forming his own true Daoist name.

"The only way, the Solely Honored Dao, is also the Dao of Reincarnation, the way of sacrificing all things to serve me."

Zhang Fusheng fell into complete silence, sitting upright in the void, with a rotating wheel behind him, completely still.

The three people gazing at him couldn't help but form an 'answer' in their hearts.

The person before me is neither the World-Honored Tathagata, nor an ancient Daoist, nor a Buddha.

He, He should be called--

"Boundless Heavenly Venerable of Fortune and Life?" Li Yiyi murmured.

Yes, that's the name.

It seems As It Naturally Is, as if it were always meant to be this way.

At the same time.

The Jiuzong Mountain Range suddenly shook, rocks tumbled down, and the earth split open.

The Thousand Mile Zhaoling, opens to the public today.

Suddenly, Yuan Feidao, who had been keeping his eyes closed, began to emit light, Maitreya Buddha Statue abruptly split open!