Eldest Senior Brother, Oh Eldest Senior Brother

The Living Buddha of Jiangzhou.

Huang Qiuxian pricked up his ears. Although the conflict between the two Buddhist Sect sects was none of his business,

He was, after all, Living Buddha.

Everyone knows that when a Living Buddha returns to his position, it is equivalent to a deity descending to earth!

Moreover, he is the most supreme deity, even above the God of Plague of the Western Sect!

Du Mingsheng spoke in a hoarse voice:

"Fourth Seat, this is all I can do for you. If you are confident, you can try to rescue that Living Buddha."

Shi Zhengyuan remained silent for a moment, then sighed, "Amitabha."

"Very well, if the Living Buddha has not yet returned to his rightful place, this is one of the Nine Tribulations he must overcome. If he has already returned, what does a wrathful Buddhist disciple matter?"

Du Mingsheng smiled, his expression unreadable.

"Since everyone's sharing information," Huang Qiuxian glanced at the mysterious woman who had been the first to join the Gaotian Association, and said:

"Let me share one too, which also happens to be related to Jiangzhou City. It seems that a Divine Descent is about to take place in Jiangzhou, and it is related to the God of Plague of the Western Sect."

"In addition."

Huang Qiuxian glanced cautiously at Zhong Shan, who was standing beside the Heavenly Venerable, and said thoughtfully:

"The True Person seems to know the true name of the God of Plague."

As soon as the words were spoken, apart from the bewildered Chen Nuanyu, the other two people's expressions changed drastically!

The real name of the god??

Over all these years, how many divine names have the four religions and the Federation combined discovered?

They all turned to look at the mysterious and unpredictable True Person.

The True Person raised his eyelids, first bowing respectfully to the Heavenly Venerable as always, before speaking softly:

"Yes, my lord knows the true names of All Gods."

Their scalp tingled.

Know it all.

The Celestial Venerable, who had remained silent all along, spoke softly, his voice calm yet resonant as if a thousand great bells had been struck simultaneously.

"In this era, the True God have vanished, and False God have usurped the throne."

The Celestial Venerable said calmly:

"The events of the past are buried in bygone days; those who usurp the throne don't even know what they should be called after they've seized it."

Although Zhang Fusheng was making things up, he thought to himself that, while not entirely close to the truth, it wouldn't be too far off.

If those so-called Different Dimension deities need to discover their true names, how could they possibly be the real them?

Just like that Ancestor of Land Immortals.

Does Great Immortal Zhenyuan need a shrine to his flesh and blood?

This is utterly absurd!

The Dao Palace was deathly silent.

For a long time.

"Amitabha."

Shi Zhengyuan sighed softly, uttering a Buddhist chant, the meaning of which was difficult to decipher. Huang Qiuxian and Du Mingsheng also remained silent.

As for Chen Nuanyu, she was observing and gathering information cautiously.

Zhang Fusheng realized that these three people all had faith, perhaps not very deep or devout, but at least they had some.

They probably find it hard to accept what they just said.

They need time to process this.

Deities

Zhang Fusheng knew that as long as he continued on his path of cultivation, he would eventually have to face those deities.

Who exactly are they, or rather, who are "them"?

What exactly is it?

Zhang Fusheng didn't know.

"If there are no more people Exchange Heaven and Dao, then this is the end of today."

The Celestial Venerable spoke lightly, and before anyone could react, they felt their bodies lighten as their consciousness was expelled from the gates of the Dao Palace.

They began to fall, fall, and that feeling of being 'elevated' vanished at that moment.

The four took one last look at the Daoist Dao Palace.

Infinitely high and vast, infinitely magnificent, beyond reach and unimaginable.

Even after falling out, the appearance of that Dao Palace was beyond the reach of comprehension, beyond recall!

'Boom!'

The gates of the Dao Palace slammed shut.

Longzhou City.

Shi Zhengyuan suddenly opened his eyes.

Before I knew it, I was drenched in cold sweat.

"Heavenly Venerable."

He murmured the word, his gaze unfocused and somewhat lost in thought.

Is Buddha a usurper?

Shi Zhengyuan subconsciously wanted to make amends or refute, but he didn't know how to refute.

Before the decline of the Spirit Mountain System, there were quite a few God's Chosen stood at the Innate Great Realm and could communicate with the gods.

All indications suggest that Buddhas and Bodhisattvas are indeed unaware of their true divine names.

'Wow!'

Shi Zhengyuan suddenly coughed up a mouthful of golden blood, his face turning ashen, but he quickly returned to normal.

"I believe in the supreme Buddha Ancestor."

He murmured:

"Whether what the Celestial Venerable said is true or false, there is a supreme Buddha Ancestor. The difference is that He either sits in Different Dimension or has had His heavenly position stolen and is lost somewhere—that is, undergoing tribulation."

Even Buddhas must undergo tribulations.

"Amitabha!"

The same scene happened to both Du Mingsheng and Huang Qiuxian.

As believers, we all have faith, and some even seek a spiritual state through our faith.

When faith wavers, one will naturally suffer.

But they were all able to understand and see things clearly; they weren't disappointed at all, and even...

Excited.

"Could I also usurp the throne?"

A divine realm.

Eight Scenic Spots Dao Palace.

"How did Chen Nuanyu join the Western Sect without saying a word?"

"Breathing Technique over two hundred years old, and the Yin Serpent Fist that Limit-Breaking. Not bad."

Zhang Fusheng chuckled as he peered through the crack in the door, glimpsing a piece of the past.

It was at noon today when he met with the advance team leader named Liu Zhengbang.

"Should we tamper with it?"

Zhang Fusheng was hesitating. Only half a day had passed since the incident. In half a day, even a tiny change in the past could not create a chain reaction.

He was absolutely certain that it wouldn't affect him.

Only

Zhang Fusheng silently observed the white van from a 'high-dimensional perspective'.

Everything inside the car was clearly visible.

Even the trembling of Liu Zhengbang's hair with each breath, and the contraction and expansion of blood vessels throughout his body with each heartbeat.

They saw it all.

Um?

Zhang Fusheng raised an eyebrow. Why wasn't Liu Zhengbang's brain working at all?

From a high-dimensional perspective,

He could see Liu Zhengbang's heart beating, his blood flowing, and all his organs functioning normally—except for his brain.

The brain's nerves are dead; there is no bioelectricity, and no activity whatsoever.

His brain is dead.

It's not a vegetative state, but rather the state of a completely dead brain.

The only difference is that it also has the nourishment of blood.

"This is... a special constitution??" Zhang Fusheng murmured in astonishment, but where could one find such a special constitution?

In a daze.

The scene beyond the crack in the door,

Zhong Shan interfered with the light and shadow, becoming transparent, and then used the bone-scattering technique to make his body ethereal, allowing him to pass through the carriage and leave, creating the illusion of teleportation.

Zhang Fusheng's perspective is focused on his past self, but within a range of forty meters, he can still see the white van.

He saw,

Inside the car, Liu Zhengbang activated a device, and a tangible Qi and Blood that could block and scorch divine thoughts emanated from his body.

Then

Then, he turned on his computer and played the recording of his conversation with 'Zhong Shan'.

Immediately afterward, Liu Zhengbang deleted the short audio segment in the recording that mentioned Niu Dali before uploading the rest of the recording to the [Investigation Bureau].

Zhang Fusheng stood up straight.

"Western Sect, Divine Descent, Niu Dali, Living Buddha, Buddhist disciple"

"That saves me the trouble of altering it."

His expression was solemn; this Liu Zhengbang was clearly a living dead man!

His brain is dead!

Then why can he still move, still speak, and behave without any abnormalities?

Why should we cover for Niu Dali?

Zhang Fusheng once again peered through the crack in the door, choosing to watch the first meditation class he attended, the time when he met Niu Dali.

He observed Niu Dali very carefully.

Everything is normal; my heart is beating strongly, and there's nothing strange about my body.

Choose a new time point, one that includes Chen Nuanyu.

Zhang Fusheng peered through the crack in the door at Chen Nuanyu, examining her skin, flesh, bones, and internal organs.

Everything was laid bare from this unique perspective. Staring intently at Chen Nuanyu's heart for a long time, they indeed saw a faint, flowing Rosy Clouds!

The Six Ding Divine Fire.

In the Black Eyes, one could see a mass of black liquid flowing inside her eyeballs. It was unclear whether, like Chen Nuanyu, she possessed a special constitution caused by something from Different Dimension.

Or are they truly eyes that were simply innate?

When they went back to observe Niu Dali, they still didn't see anything unusual or any signs of a special constitution.

"Could it be something special about the spirit or soul?"

He didn't think Niu Dali wouldn't have a special physique.

He pondered for a long time.

Zhang Fusheng silently withdrew from the Divine Realm, not in a hurry to use the Limit-Breaking Yin Serpent Fist or the Breathing Technique had lasted for over two hundred years.

Despite his intense exhaustion, he conjured up an Order of High Heaven once more.

"In a short time, it's impossible to forcibly materialize something that's already beyond my mental limits; I can't possibly replicate the illusion."

Zhang Fusheng, panting, silently placed the wooden plaque into the envelope, which also carried the scent of antiquity.

Also included was a letter.

There are only two lines of text above.

[Above High Heaven, you are permitted to leave your name]

[Niu Dali, receive]

"Eldest Senior Brother, what exactly makes you so special?"

Zhang Fusheng did not rush to send the letter; his gaze was incredibly profound.

"We still need to find a way to get Liao Xianji's comprehension."