Dao Palace Beyond Thought, Return Imminent

The Eight Sceneries Palace is one of the sacred sites of the Taishang Daode Tianzun.

Unlike the Tushita Palace, which is used for alchemy and crafting, the Eight Sceneries Palace is where the Dao is preached and taught.

Now.

That legendary Dao Palace is located high in the heavens.

"The first picture is of the Eight Sceneries Palace, and the second is of the Tushita Palace?"

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself.

Which is higher in rank, the Eight Sceneries Palace or the Tushita Palace? Or are they equal?

He didn't know.

All he knew was that he had encountered a very serious problem.

The divine realm is Zhang Fusheng's spiritual world, which theoretically has no limits. Wherever Zhang Fusheng's thoughts reach, that is where the divine realm goes.

With a single thought, one can shrink the divine realm to the size of a mustard seed; with another thought, one can expand it to the size of a galaxy.

Ultimately, it boils down to the limits of imagination, the limits of the spiritual and mental world.

But.

"The Eight Sceneries Palace is beyond the limit."

Zhang Fusheng's mouth twitched.

After the Eight Sceneries Palace appeared, it was located directly at the infinite height of the Divine Realm, a truly infinite height!

In other words, it is above this divine realm, truly Above High Heaven!

His thoughts roamed his mental world, yet he could not reach the Eight Sceneries Palace no matter what.

With each increase in his divine realm, the Eight Sceneries Palace also rose a degree higher!

It is clearly above the realm of gods!

No matter how much Zhang Fusheng tries to catch up with the Eight Sceneries Palace, it will always be one point higher and one point further away!

This is the infinite height.

This is Above High Heaven.

"No, how am I supposed to get in?"

Zhang Fusheng scratched his head, so angry his liver ached. If he were to compare his mental world to a bubble...

His will, thoughts, soul, and all that he imagined, including the Five Villages Temple, were all within the bubble.

And this damned Eight Sceneries Palace is on top of the bubbles!

There seems to be an absolute boundary between them that can never be broken.

Limit

For some inexplicable reason, Zhang Fusheng thought of his mental Great Limit.

Does this mean I need to Limit-Breaking to reach the Eight Sceneries Palace?

No, no, it's not.

"There must be a way to get up there. Why does it feel like the Eight Sceneries Palace is much higher in status than the Five Villages Temple?"

He muttered to himself, frowning in thought, pondering the Eight Sceneries Palace, located at an infinitely high, unfathomable height.

Its 'high' nature seems to be a concept, even further removed from the [thought] of being able to imagine the edge of the universe in an instant.

Is there anything equally deep, vast, and high to an unbelievable degree?

Perhaps Contract Book?

With a thought, the Contract Book located in the Ancestral Aperture between Zhang Fusheng's eyebrows slowly appeared in his divine realm.

He first tried visualizing the Contract Book, attempting to anchor a scene within Contract Book, but failed. The Contract Book seemed to have no past, or perhaps it didn't belong to any 'Different Dimension'.

Then,

Zhang Fusheng then tried to imagine the Contract Book expanding outwards, transforming into a bridge reaching to the heavens, directly to the Eight Sceneries Palace —and it almost came true!

Of course, it was only a close call.

We are now in a more peculiar situation.

Limits of thought <Contract Book <Eight Sceneries Palace.

The Contract Book extends beyond thoughts, extending above the 'bubble'.

However, when Zhang Fusheng followed the Contract Book and arrived at the Eight Sceneries Palace, he found that he was still a step away from it.

Just this thin line feels like an insurmountable distance.

"Damn it!"

Zhang Fusheng frowned, standing on the Contract Book, continuing to ponder how to enter the Eight Sceneries Palace. As he pondered, he observed the Dao Palace.

The Dao Palace was not large, and its gates were not made of bronze or iron, but rather resembled a surging, thick, and substantial mass of chaotic mist.

Eighty-one layers of white jade steps float in front of the gate, while eight layers of blurry scenery rise and fall around it.

Vast ocean, crimson clouds, starry sky, jade forests and jeweled trees.

Eight grand scenes, all incredibly blurry and ethereal.

How do we get in?

How do we get in?

As he pondered, Zhang Fusheng suddenly realized that he seemed to be a little closer to the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Though insignificant, it brought us closer in a truly real way.

It's Contract Book.

Why is this happening?

After a thousand thoughts raced through his mind, he suddenly realized:

"Is it cooling?"

"The Contract Book is gradually regaining its luster, and with each step it takes to recover, it brings us one step closer to the Eight Sceneries Palace!"

"Does this mean that when the Contract Book can be used again, Contract Book will be able to reach the infinitely high and infinitely far Eight Sceneries Palace?"

Zhang Fusheng was overjoyed, then his old face fell.

One hundred years.

A hundred years of cooling.

The Gan Linliang!

He took a deep look at the Eight Sceneries Palace, and with a thought, he guided the Six Ding Divine Fire to rise to this place, transforming into flowing smoke and mist that obscured the Eight Sceneries Palace.

Thus, if any living being were to enter Zhang Fusheng's divine realm,

Looking up, all one could see was the dazzling haze of clouds, but not the ineffable Dao Palace.

Moreover, as time passed, the Six Ding Divine Fire slowly emitted a mysterious Daoist aura, indirectly tempering the entire divine realm.

Without hesitation, Zhang Fusheng put away the Contract Book and left the divine realm.

Continuing to waste time is pointless.

Even though we can't enter the Eight Sceneries Palace yet, its sheer height, exceeding the limits of human comprehension, is remarkable.

This already alarmed Zhang Fusheng!

But a worry also lingered in his mind.

"If the Ancestor of Land Immortals is not Zhen Yuanzi, then the master of the Eight Sceneries Palace..."

"Or perhaps, in Different Dimension, there is no trace of life within the Eight Sceneries Palace?"

"After all, it is infinitely high."

Zhang Fusheng was unsure of what to do. He took out his phone, glanced casually out the window, and suddenly froze.

The sun is rising outside the window.

How did it become dawn again?

Wait, how long have I been in the divine realm?

He glanced at his phone—July 9th.

"A week???"

Zhang Fusheng was shocked. There were several missed calls on his phone: from Chen Nuanyu, his father, and Zhang Xiaoxi.

"How could it have taken so long since the day I tried to approach the Eight Sceneries Palace?"

He was somewhat startled; the Eight Sceneries Palace seemed to possess not only infinite height in space, but also certain characteristics in time.

After thinking for a moment, Zhang Fusheng didn't rush to return the call, but instead dialed Shi Zhengyuan's number first.

"I'm leaving now, but there's one more thing I need to do before I go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fusheng felt a gentle breeze on his face, and Shi Zhengyuan suddenly appeared beside him.

"Living Buddha?" the old man asked gently.

Zhang Fusheng suppressed his surprise and said seriously:

"I need Star Beast Meat. I heard, Zheng Yuan, you obtained a piece of Level 3 Star Beast Meat?"

"Indeed."

Shi Zhengyuan nodded calmly:

"Brave Lion Meat—this meat contains profound Buddhist nature and boundless mysterious substances, which can help me attempt to break through to a realm beyond Great Grandmaster."

"Since the Living Buddha needs it, we should offer it."

With a flick of his finger, he conjured a piece of raw meat the size of a fingernail out of thin air.

The raw meat shimmered and glowed, emitting a strange, pleasant aroma.

Like the lotus seeds from that day, their delicate fragrance permeated the very soul.

"Living Buddha." Shi Zhengyuan calmly handed over a piece of the Brave Lion meat, no bigger than a fingernail.

Almost the instant the lion meat was caught,

Zhang Fusheng sensed the Contract Book trembling slightly, as if... yearning?

Really!

Unfortunately, there are too few.

At that moment, Shi Zhengyuan spoke up:

"This is a sample. We bought three ounces of Star Beast Meat, which is still in transit. Since the Living Buddha needs it, I'll have it delivered directly to the Hong Ji Martial Arts Hall in Jiangzhou City."

"It can be delivered in the next day or the day after. This thing cannot be concealed; its fragrance can be smelled from miles away. If it gets into my hands, it will be difficult to pass it on to you."

Zhang Fusheng was overjoyed, but he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he asked curiously:

"Zhengyuan, how much is this level 3 Star Beast Meat?"

"Money?"

Shi Zhengyuan pondered for a moment, then shook his head:

"It cannot be bought with money."

Zhang Fusheng was taken aback:

"And you?"

Shi Zhengyuan replied gently:

"We bought three ounces of Brave Lion meat, worth 300,000 Living Souls. One ounce costs 100,000 Living Souls."

Zhang Fusheng nearly choked and coughed.

He was silent for a moment:

"Living Souls?"

"Indeed." Shi Zhengyuan nodded with a smile, "Federation currency has no meaning for the powerful; Living Souls are the currency among the powerful."

"For example, most of the things you see in the Divine Net require Living Souls to purchase."

Zhang Fusheng was stunned:

"What is the Divine Net again?"

Now it was Shi Zhengyuan's turn to be surprised:

"Are you not yet a certified martial artist? After certification, you can access the Divine Net, which is like a deeper layer of the network that only martial artists can access."

Zhang Fusheng scratched his head:

"Uh, I haven't had time yet. I'll get it verified when I get back."

He wanted to say something more, but he saw Shi Zhengyuan suddenly frown, then relax.

Shi Zhengyuan put his hands together in prayer position:

"The Investigation Bureau has arrived. It seems that you, Living Buddha, do indeed need to leave Longzhou City temporarily."

He explained gently:

"A week ago, on a rainy night, considering that you, Living Buddha, were in Longzhou City, I spared the lives of two teams from the Investigation Bureau."

"Be extremely careful after leaving Longzhou City. Do not reveal the Living Buddha's position, as the Mandala lineage is eyeing you covetously."

Shi Zhengyuan's figure slowly disappeared from the spot, clearly going to meet with the Investigation Bureau.

Zhang Fusheng stood there for a long time, then came to his senses. No wonder he was staring at Zhong Chengshi's van when it disappeared. He guessed that Zhong Chengshi and the other two had returned to Jiangzhou by now.

"Fine, it's difficult to the Clearing the Sect in Longzhou City anyway."

He muttered to himself, "The Investigation Bureau has its sights on 'Zhong Shan,' so naturally they've also set their sights on 'Zhong Shan's' relatives."

Within Longzhou City, he couldn't easily transform into Zhong Shan to travel—after all, Old Shi was still watching.

We'll talk about it when we get back to Jiangzhou City.

"Using Living Souls as currency."

Zhang Fusheng sighed with mixed feelings and booked three train tickets back to Jiangzhou City.

Myself, Chen Nuanyu, and Lu Mingzhu.

He considered taking Lu Mingzhu back with him as well.

"About ten days."

Zhang Fusheng muttered to himself:

"When I came here, I was still at the Third Refinement, right?"

"It's almost time for the eighth level of refinement."

He licked his lips and swallowed a sample of lion meat, about the size of a fingernail and estimated to be less than a gram.

A massive burst of mysterious substances caused Zhang Fusheng to stumble and fall, and a brilliant golden light appeared on his skin!

The century-long cooling of Contract Book suddenly lost a whole year.

"One gram! One year!"

In the golden light, Zhang Fusheng's eyes shone brightly. Three ounces of lion meat, if the effect didn't diminish, would be equivalent to 150 years of cooling!

It will be delivered to Jiangzhou in the next day or the day after.

At that time

The golden light on his skin grew even brighter, and he was completely enveloped in the golden light.