Cultivating Cyber Buddhism

Heaven have mercy! Old Sun never imagined in his life that he would be involved in cryptocurrency trading.

But there was no other way; we had to go to the Devil Subjugation Bureau to inquire, otherwise they would cut off the internet and we'd be in big trouble.

"I'm going to be questioned, Old Bai, you have to hold on!"

As Old Bai watched the other person's departing figure, he suddenly felt a sense of tragic grandeur for some reason.

The wind howls, the Yi River is cold; the brave warrior departs, never to return.

It was as if the other person's arrival would mean certain death.

Then he turned around and clapped his hands and said:

"Alright, alright, let's get back to work. Whether we can get Brother Sun out of the Devil Subjugation Bureau depends on this one match."

"Old Bai, you're making it sound like the boss is going to jail," one employee complained.

"This is a good omen. If we win, we'll get the young models from the club; if we lose, we'll end up as Old Sun escorts. Old Bai was such a superstitious person.

Hu Mang was naturally unaware that, due to the data anomalies, the software developer, located far away in Demon Metropolis, had already been taken in for questioning.

Having already fulfilled his vows and accumulated merit, even if he doesn't complete the final step of "purifying karma," Hu Mang has already mastered two of the three known Great Mudra.

What he didn't know was that even in the Azure Mysterious Realm, ordinary temples couldn't perform this level of entry; only large temples with established traditions could.

These large temples with a long history are either related to the ten Buddhist kingdoms of the past or to the Five Temples of Buddhism of today.

"Father Hu" watched this scene with a smile, then suddenly stepped forward and flicked Hu Mang's brow with his finger.

Because of this transmigration, the dormant "Heavenly Soldier Divine Office" suddenly began to glow slightly.

Devil-Subduing Pattern appeared on his forehead.

Hu Mang suddenly opened his eyes, and the shadow of the gun flashed and disappeared.

At the same time, the Divine Sense avatar flicked its wrist, and the "Shattering Thunder Immortal Weapon" was directly grabbed in its hand, similar to the state when the "Yang Spear" was activated, except that this time, a ball of wrathful Buddhist fire emerged from the tip of the spear.

"Gun Soul?"

Hu Mang glanced at the spear in his hand, especially the Buddhist flame on the spearhead.

The flames were a deep reddish-gold color, but the edges were surrounded by a layer of almost black flames, as if "compassion" and "annihilation" were fused together in the same flame.

Each flicker of fire that rises carries a silent roar, the wrath of the Wrathful King as he descends to earth, an unforgiving condemnation of all evil.

The Yang Spear vanquishes demons, the Buddha's Fire extinguishes ghosts!

Hu Mang felt the entire gun trembling, not in resistance, but in response.

"Is it the Wisdom King Fire?"

His mind was completely clear.

It turns out that as long as one upholds the precepts and accumulates good deeds, and becomes one with the weapon, the "Bing Character Instruction" will naturally be generated.

Using weapons of violence to perform acts of compassion, and using wrath to demonstrate great compassion—this is the true essence of the Wisdom King Fire.

It's highly likely that the Hu Mang doesn't possess compassion, but he has the entire "Electronic Wooden Fish" software, a robe of blessings formed from the welfare terms accumulated over the years.

The next moment, something sharper, hotter, and more irresistible than compassion rose from the depths of my heart, burning together with the Wisdom King Fire on the spearhead.

Deep within the Hu Mang's pupils, it seemed as if a wrathful deity rose up, overlapping with his Divine Sense.

The Wisdom King Fire on the spearhead suddenly surged, transforming from a deep crimson-gold flame that had been leaping at the spear tip into a fiery arm that stretched across the heavens and earth—thick, ferocious, with scales appearing and disappearing, as if the Mingwang himself had reached out and grasped this Shattering Thunder Immortal Weapon.

The Three Devil-Subduing Forms - Heavenly Star Falls!!

As the flaming arm swung down, the spearhead struck, its light like the sun falling to earth.

In that instant, the surrounding scenery seemed to have all its colors stripped away, leaving only an overwhelming expanse of golden-red flames and the edge of a layer of black flames that almost swallowed up the light.

Boom--!

The ground cracked open, scattering rubble like rain. The cracks spread wildly as if alive, and the blazing Wisdom King Fire poured into the ground through the fissures.

Meanwhile, in that small office in Demon Metropolis, all the employees maintaining the system turned pale as a notification popped up on their screens.

Your account has been ejected by the system.

Your account has been ejected by the system.

[Software update in progress, 1%, 2%, 3%...]

The group of thinning-haired monk employees looked at each other, and then, without prior arrangement, their gazes fell on Old Bai.

Who told you to be the boss's trusted advisor?

Old Bai was also bewildered. This was the first time the software's "Divine Sense internet access" function had been released, and it was also the first time he had ever experienced this kind of situation.

After a long silence, someone hesitated and said:

"Were we hacked?"

Should we call the police?

"If we're going to call the police, why don't we just call Brother Sun directly? Wouldn't that be faster?"

Many people were taken aback when they heard this, but after thinking about it, they realized it was true.

Right now, sitting across from Brother Sun is most likely an uncle wearing a hat.

"So this is the underlying cave of the soft system, the huge talisman that Wang Zeyu mentioned, affixed to the Spirit Network."

"However, this 'talisman' doesn't seem to be that big."

"Electronic Wooden Fish" is, after all, a small software program, so in the eyes of the Hu Mang, the lower cave is only the size of a house.

In this miniature world, everything in sight is a "symbol".

But it's not the kind of cinnabar talisman written on yellow paper; it's something more fundamental and primal—a low-level electronic talisman.

They were densely packed, layer upon layer, covering the entire small "cave world".

Countless tiny streams of light weaved through the grooves of these talismans, emitting extremely faint humming sounds, maintaining the operation of this small world.

Each rune is an instruction;

Every ray of light is a calculation.

In some corner areas, there were many overlapping talismans and abandoned runes. When spiritual energy flowed to these areas, it would automatically avoid them.

But these "things" take up a considerable amount of space.

"Is this garbage data?"

With a thought, Hu Mang summoned the "Heavenly Soldier Divine Office" in the next instant.

However, the level of "talismanic arts" evolved from this "divine office" is much more complex and advanced than the former.

This divine being appeared, directly condensing into a golden pearl, burning with demon-subduing divine fire on the outside and containing celestial script cloud patterns on the inside, appearing and disappearing, flowing endlessly.

"Those who are in battle, all march in formation."

"I have already grasped the meaning of the three characters 'Lin,' 'Bing,' and 'Jie.' The remaining two characters are 'Dou Zhe.'"

The firelight was reflected in the Hu Mang's eyes, and it suddenly understood.

"So, the Fighters are the Devil-Subduing Heavenly Soldier, and the Devil-Subduing Heavenly Soldier are the Fighters."

The next moment, the Hu Mang opened its mouth and swallowed the entire "precious pearl" in one gulp. Instantly, the Demon-Subduing Heavenly Fire burned its "entire body", as if it had transformed into a true Divine Dao Law Enforcer.

At the same time, the entire "lower-level cave" was also burning, especially the discarded talisman codes, which burned extremely quickly.

The soldiers fueled the fire, making it burn even more fiercely.

Only by facing the ancient Buddha and reciting countless scriptures, burning away the accumulated evil karma from past lives, can one attain a "Immaculate Body".

Instead, try cleaning up the "system's underlying layers".

This is even more efficient.

At the same time, a "crack" sound came from within the meridians of the Hu Mang's body, and the last meridian, "Divine Fate," was successfully opened.

Online, the illusory figures of celestial soldiers seemed to be summoned as well, slowly sinking down and eventually disappearing into this "destiny" energy vein.

[Software update complete, please restart your system]

In Demon Metropolis, amidst the anxious waiting of a group of office workers, the software finally completed its update.

After the restart, these bald-headed cultivators immediately went online, followed by a soft exclamation.

Do you ever have this feeling—

"You feel that way too?"

"Hmm, the software seems to run much more smoothly than before."

"It seems to be much smoother now."

"Why? Did someone overhaul the underlying system?"

Meanwhile, the "loyal minister entrusted with the care of the young emperor" Old Bai completely ignored the software changes and just stared intently at the backstage.

Only after confirming that the three streams of cultivation data had been successfully transmitted to the backend did he finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Regardless, this data on spiritual practice has been preserved.

The next day, at the entrance of Azure Cloud Lane residential area,

Lu Chen, also known as Old Fifth, dragged an oversized suitcase and found the place as Hu Mang had instructed.

"You're Little Hu's classmate?"

Uncle Ma looked the other person up and down, and only nodded after confirming his appearance.

"Yes, he is indeed a refined scoundrel, just like Little Hu."

"..." Lu Chen.

Second brother, I misjudged you. So this is how you see me!

"Uncle, where's my second brother?"

"Little Hu is away on a business trip, but he asked me to tell you that what you need is in the warehouse. You can go and get it yourself. Here's the key; I won't go in."

Lu Chen was taken aback.

"Business trip? Where did he go on a business trip?"

"How would I know? Apparently, they're doing some kind of old town renovation project. They transported a large batch of materials the day before yesterday. I don't even know how they transported it, but anyway, it was gone. Oh, and by the way, they also have several spirit energy generators and spirit energy converters that haven't arrived yet. They asked me to keep an eye on them. Do they really need these things for construction these days? How old does the town have to be to run out of electricity..."

Uncle Ma kept rambling on, looking utterly puzzled.

Lu Chen was completely bewildered, but thankfully, after the old man's long nagging, he finally let him pass.

He quickly opened the warehouse, which was quite empty. He scanned the area and, sure enough, saw an iron box on a shelf.

Lu Chen rushed forward, opened the box, and sure enough, saw a crystal radiating high-level Spiritual Qi fluctuations and a thunderous luster!

The handsome man with glasses immediately brightened up.

Almost simultaneously in the same neighborhood, Old Zhang and Little Xu stood at the door of Hu Mang's house.

Old Zhang looked at Little Xu with a puzzled expression, "Nobody's here. Looks like this person isn't home."

Little Xu frowned. They were on a private mission today, not wearing the Demon-Suppressing Guard uniforms, and it was impossible for them to force their way into a private residence.

"Go back and come back in a couple of days. Didn't you call him? He didn't answer."

Little Xu shook his head, puzzled.

"They said it's outside the signal range."

"It can't be that he's gone out to sea again, can it?" Old Zhang was taken aback. "Could this guy really be a fighting maniac?"

In the living room, separated by only one wall.

"Father Hu" smiled, holding a cup of tea in one hand and twirling two pieces of Lightning Crystal in the other, as if playing with walnuts.

In the exquisite Golden Core residential area, Duanmu Ming, a younger brother whom Hu Mang had just met, stood in the corner with a wronged expression.

Opposite him sat a stern-faced middle-aged man who waved his hand, signaling his wife to stop scolding their son.

"You've been sneaking into my study every day these past few days just to translate 'The On Tribulation Dao Qi Meridians'?"

"The teacher said that one should keep one's word," Duanmu Ming said, feeling wronged.

The middle-aged man nodded casually, but his gaze remained fixed on the paper as he muttered to himself.

"How could the notes of Shen Yan, one of the Five Immortals of High Antiquity, end up in the hands of a Foundation Establishment cultivator? Moreover, they are rare notes that record the evolution at the end of the Great Calamity."

"The Dragon's Return to the Ruins - Transformation of Veins to Suppress the Heavens, is actually a record from the Return to the Ruins Chronicle."

On the same day, in the software market, the download volume of a once-popular but now-outdated software was skyrocketing.

The reason is not complicated: its "Divine Sense internet access function" allows one to develop a Buddhist supernatural Divine Ability called "Lesser Bodhi" through virtual cultivation.