Red Cloud.
From the line of Golden Robe Valley onward, the entire northern region had become Buddha Land. Golden lotuses large and small bloomed amid the mountains and rivers, spilling intoxicating fragrances from their petals. Every mortal along the way bowed in worship.
Mingying's Dharma Form grew ever more majestic and imposing, its authority unfathomable.
Its upper body seemed naturally formed from white jade, without the slightest trace of carving, while its lower half was a dusky wooden body, hard as metal and stone. Its roots extended into the ninth-grade White Jade Lotus Throne at the core of the pure land.
The once-empty Wish-Lotus Pure Land had already gathered nearly several hundred thousand believers. Surging golden vow power streamed in like a vast rainbow, first flowing into the White Jade Lotus Throne, then feeding back into Mingying's Dharma Form.
He had attained the second tier of bodhi.
Now, even without relying on the pure land, Mingying had the confidence to contend with a Purple Mansion Late Stage cultivator. Seated within this ancient pure land left behind by the [Lotus-Cause Great Transformation Bodhisattva], his cultivation had reached even more unfathomable heights.
"I've completely lost my chance at [equal enlightenment]."
Mingying's feelings were complicated, and he could not tell whether he was happy or sad. He was now firmly locked into the path of Present Buddhism. At best, he might someday have a chance to attain the rank of Venerable.
Broadly speaking, Dharma Masters seeking advancement had two paths available to them. The first was to find a pure land and take refuge in it, allowing vow power to elevate their life and essence, and thus borrowing all manner of divine abilities and magical power from above.
If one day they accumulated sufficient karmic connections and received the requisite fortune, they could