Refining an Arhat!

Cloud-Resting Chan Monastery, the night is still and quiet.

Inside the room, only a single jade lotus lamp emitted a warm and soft glow, illuminating the small space.

Outside the window, the branches of an ancient pine tree cast slanting shadows, reaching through the window frame and dappling the smooth floor, blending with the faint sounds coming from afar...

The continuous low chanting of Buddhist hymns further accentuated the serene tranquility of the room.

His thoughts, however, had already sunk into that supreme Domain Heaven that belonged only to him.

Deep within the Great Luo Heaven, chaos reigns.

Four massive pillars, as thick as palace pillars and as dark in color as ancient, chaotic rocks, stand guard in the four directions.

The pillar is naturally imprinted with the four fundamental Dao patterns of earth, fire, wind, and water, which are now slowly flowing and hanging down with thick, tangible chaotic energy, weaving into an indestructible cage.

In the center of the cage, a faint yet persistent golden light flickered like a candle in the wind.

It was the Arhat Jinchi had been completely suppressed and imprisoned here.

Qi Yun's figure solidified silently in the center of this chaos.

It carries the supreme majesty of ruling this world.

His gaze was indifferent, falling on the faint, distorted image of Jinchi's terrified face that appeared within the golden light.

"You—you're not Shixiu at all! Who are you really?"

Jinchi's voice came intermittently from the point of light, sounding weak and shrill, yet still managing to maintain its last shred of authority and intimidation.

"How dare you try to pass yourself off as the real thing and trespass into my Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm!"

Release me immediately! I swear on my life that I will ensure your safe departure!

Otherwise, if this happens, you will be turned into a Buddha lamp and burned for eternity!

Outwardly fierce but inwardly weak—that's all there is to it.

Qi Yun didn't even lift his eyelids, nor did he show the slightest intention to respond.

To him, they were already fish on the chopping block; why waste words?

He slowly raised his right hand, his five fingers pointing towards the golden spot of light, and made a loose clenching motion.

[Wield Myriad Laws]

The supreme will that governs all laws descended, and the Dao patterns on the four chaotic stone pillars shone brightly. The descending air currents suddenly tightened, locking the golden light of the Jinchi's origin tightly, preventing even the last ripple of its struggle from appearing.

Immediately afterwards, Qi Yun raised his left hand, palm facing upward, with a faint light flowing from his fingertips, unlike the domineering control of [Wield Myriad Laws].

[Seize Profound Meaning]

"The golden light of the Origin of the Jinchi trembled violently under the absolute suppression of [Wield Myriad Laws] and the precise stripping away of [Seize Profound Meaning]!"

Its very "foundation" is being forcibly ripped away, bit by bit, by an irresistible force!

The illusory image of the Purple Mansion collapsed, and the Buddhist Law Power accumulated over hundreds of years of arduous cultivation were drawn away like a receding tide.

The golden light emanating from the Arhat's Dao Foundation scattered like pieces of gold foil being peeled away.

All the insights gained throughout his life and the seeds of divine will from the various Divine Ability of Buddhist Order transformed into countless tiny, dazzling points of light, like golden sand swept up by a raging wind, peeling away from the golden light and converging towards Qi Yun's left palm.

[Law Technique Panel] Cannot refine living people; this has been a long-standing limitation.

Therefore, the intention is to integrate Elder Jinchi's Buddhist and Daoist essence into the [Great Radiance Mahasthamaprapta Dharma Body].

He must first separate it, and then hand it over to the [Law Technique Panel] for refining.

"Ah!!!

Demon! Stop!

Jinchi let out an extremely mournful howl.

It is a form of torture a thousand times more painful than physical Death by a Thousand Cuts; it is a fundamental annihilation of existence.

The stripped-off light points converged, rotated, and compressed above Qi Yun's left palm.

Gradually, a golden light cluster, more refined and pure, radiating the essence of Buddhism and Daoism and the fluctuations of Arhat merit, began to take shape.

At first it was like a grain of rice, then like a bean, and finally----

"Condensation."

Qi Yun whispered.

Nineteen dazzling, perfectly round, and radiant golden orbs of light completely solidified and took shape!

Its shape is perfectly round and flawless, its color is pure and magnificent, and inside there seem to be miniature Sanskrit characters flowing, faintly emitting the sound of Zen chanting.

A faint scent of sandalwood and a Daoist-like melody resonating like the clash of metal naturally emanate from it.

These are the nineteen Arhat Sarira relics condensed from the Arhat Jinchi's Buddhist and Daoist cultivation and lifelong insights!

Each grain contains the most essential essence of the Arhat teachings of a Foundation Establishment Middle Stage Arhat.

Its value far surpasses that of ordinary spiritual treasures!

Feeling that the very foundation of his existence had been almost completely plundered, Jinchi's remaining consciousness let out a final, desperate, and unwilling roar, filled with the most vicious Curse: "You—you indiscriminately kill the innocent, plunder the Dao Foundation, violate the compassionate vows of my Buddhist Order, and walk this demonic path!"

You will Liaozheng!

You will be punished by God and condemned to eternal damnation.

You can't do it! You can't do it!!!

Upon hearing this Curse filled with resentment and despair, Qi Yun's usually indifferent face suddenly twitched slightly at the corner of his mouth.

It wasn't anger, but rather a kind of mockery.

"Joke."

Who told you that?

"I'm going to begin the interpretation?"

The moment the words fell, the chaotic energy around Qi Yun naturally parted to the sides.

A figure stepped out from the void.

Clad in white, like snow, in simple monk's robes, with a serene and compassionate face, and eyes brimming with boundless wisdom.

It is the Fahai of the Great Radiance Mahasthamaprapta Dharma Body, which is derived from the Primordial True Body of Qi Yun.

Fahai, faced Jinchi, raised one hand to his chest, and performed a standard and solemn Buddhist salute. His tone was gentle and warm, as if he were catching up with an old friend. "Amitabha."

"Senior Brother Jinchi, your calamity is inescapable; it is all predetermined."

Humans are captured and killed by the True One, and the Dao is seized and refined by the True One.

The many karmic consequences will be borne by the deity himself.

He paused slightly, his smile growing even more compassionate and clear, "What does this have to do with me Fahai?"

"Go in peace, senior brother."

I would be disrespectful to refuse the essence of this body of mine.

When the day comes that this humble monk, with this foundation, seeks enlightenment and attains the Bodhisattva Fruition Status— "

Fahai's voice was gentle, yet every word pierced Jinchi's consciousness like needles. "I will surely remember my senior brother's selfless assistance before the Buddha."

"May Buddha have mercy!"

The last recitation of the Buddha's name was delivered with a solemn and dignified expression, True Intention.

The last vestiges of golden light in the Jinchi froze upon hearing this, then flashed violently, illuminating the extremely distorted face within.

The ghostly faces were filled with boundless horror, absurdity, and resentment.

He stared blankly at the two figures before him.

An aura, as profound as the ancient starry sky, indifferent and ruthless, wielding the power of deprivation;

A beam of Buddha's light, as radiant as a crystal moon, compassionately smiled and accepted the "gift."

Their appearances are identical, but their temperaments are completely opposite, like two sides of light and shadow.

This scene completely shattered his last shred of understanding and mental defenses.

"Demon—Demon!"

You two are both demons!!!

"A demon in Buddha's skin!!!"

You will all be condemned to the Avici Hell!

May they never be reborn! May they never be reborn!!!

The last glimmer of golden light exploded amidst the endless roars of resentment, turning into countless lifeless, pale golden fragments.

It was immediately swept away by the surrounding chaotic air currents and completely annihilated, leaving no trace.

[Great Luo Heaven] returned to silence.

Only nineteen golden Arhat Sarira floated quietly in Qi Yun's palm, slowly rotating and radiating an alluring Daoist aura.

The compassionate smile on Fahai's doppelganger's face gradually faded, replaced by a gentle calm.

He nodded slightly to the projection of Qi Yun's true form's will.

Qi Yun remained silent, a thought suddenly forming in his mind.

The nineteen Arhat Sarira transformed into nineteen exquisitely refined golden Flowing Light, like birds returning to their nests, all disappearing into the warm, jade-like palm of Fahai's avatar.

The next moment, Fahai's clone sat cross-legged deep within the Great Luo Heaven, and a pure white lotus platform phantom naturally appeared beneath him.

He has a solemn and dignified appearance, with his hands forming the Great Radiance Mudra in front of his chest and his eyes slightly closed.

The Buddha's light that was originally pure and clear around him suddenly became intense and real, like a sacred fire that had been lit with kindling.

[Automatic Law Technique updates complete. This is a minor version update; Law Technique effects have been adjusted as follows.]

[Great Radiance Mahasthamaprapta Dharma Body 2.0: Completing the full Dharma Body!]

Suddenly!

The aura of Fahai's clone began to rise and transform at a steady and astonishing speed.

The originally clear and perfect Great Light Manifestation now expanded in layers, and the lotus flowers, Sanskrit characters, and Bodhisattva phantoms that appeared within it gradually acquired a sense of substantial weight and spirituality.

At the core of the radiant image, the outline of the Great Radiance Mahasthamaprapta Bodhisattva became increasingly clear.

His lowered eyelids seemed about to lift, radiating a faint, soothing, and illuminating light of virtue that dispelled all illusions.

At the same time, all 36,000 pores on Fahai's avatar's body were slightly opening and closing, exhaling pure, great radiant Buddhist essence with each breath. The aura was perfectly harmonious and unimpeded, without any trace of the "deliberate" transformation simulated by the [Primordial True Body].

At this moment, he is completely a true Buddhist practitioner who has been bathed in the light of Buddha since childhood, has studied the Great Radiance Glazed Treasure Scripture diligently, and has cultivated himself to this Buddhist Order step by step!

"Boom--!"

Fahai's clone trembled slightly, revealing a sense of exhilaration as his life level was replenished.

The Buddhist light surrounding him completely subsided, merging with his Dharma Body.

Beneath the skin, a warm, lustrous Baoguang flowed, and the bones were tinged with a faint gold, presenting a glass-like texture.

At the Ancestral Aperture between the eyebrows, a point of pure white light naturally arises.

Although not yet fully formed, it already contains a subtle meaning of the first glimpse of wisdom and the realization of true reality.

The most miraculous change occurred beneath the lotus platform where he sat cross-legged.

The lotus platform, which was originally just a phantom, has now solidified somewhat, its petals unfurling and emitting a pure lotus fragrance.

Beneath the lotus platform, the chaotic energy of the [Great Luo Heaven] was pushed aside and smoothed out by an invisible force.

A space, roughly ten feet in diameter and of strange texture, slowly unfolded.

In this space, the ground is neither gold nor jade, but a soft, pale gold, smooth as a mirror, yet seemingly capable of supporting all things.

In the void, extremely faint but undeniably present golden dust drifted down slowly, like the perpetual "heavenly flowers" in a Buddhist Pure Land.

Faintly, the sounds of chanting and bells, seemingly from a distant past, echoed in this small space. The sounds were pure and peaceful, capable of cleansing the mind of worldly cares.

This is not the complete Domain Heaven.

However, the atmosphere it exudes subtly echoes the Buddhist charm permeating the Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm.

Even purer and more ancient.

The beginnings of Pure Land!

The Daoist path is considered Domain Heaven, while Buddhism and Daoism are considered Pure Land.

At this moment, Fahai's avatar sat quietly in the center of this newly formed Pure Land, about ten feet in size, supported by a pure white lotus platform, with a perfect halo behind his head, and his whole body exuding a natural Buddhist aura.

Regardless of the Secret Method used to detect him or the wisdom used to observe him, he is a Buddhist master with a solid foundation and profound Buddhist Order.

There is no trace of the superficiality of simulation.

He slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with wisdom and compassion, which contrasted sharply with the deep, star-like, and indifferent eyes of Qi Yun Qi Yun not far away.

The two looked alike and were connected by a common origin, yet they seemed to stand at opposite ends of the Dao.

Fahai's clone nodded slightly, revealing a gentle, peaceful, and dignified smile to his true self.

I am ready; the road ahead is promising.

Qi Yun himself watched all of this indifferently, his eyes showing neither joy nor sorrow.

He slowly raised his hand and pointed lightly at the nascent Pure Land, which was about ten feet in size.

The golden dust falling from the Pure Land paused slightly, then drifted away in an even more mysterious trajectory, and the faint chanting seemed to become slightly clearer.

"Consolidate it well; this approach is feasible."

With a brief, gentle reminder, Qi Yun's projected will slowly dissipated.

Inside the side room, the glow of the jade lotus lantern remained soft.

Qi Yun, who was sitting cross-legged, slowly opened his eyes. A faint, chaotic light flashed in the depths of his eyes before disappearing.

Outside the window, the night breeze rustled through the ancient pines, echoing the distant chanting of Buddhist hymns.

The Spirit Mountain Sacred Realm remains solemn and peaceful—bright with the light of Buddha.