Chapter 145: The Origin of the Divine Pearl, the Dharma of the Five-Colored Divine Light

Fang Longye's spirits lifted upon hearing this. Although he did not know which great power this old beggar was an incarnation of.

He understood very well that anyone who could call Zhenwu—a future bigwig with a profound background—a "little guy" in every breath was absolutely no simple senior.

And for such an existence, whatever leaked through their fingers was, for him, a stroke of great fortune.

The old beggar did not play coy; he waved his hand straightforwardly and said, "What do you think of this treasure map?"

"It is profound and beyond words—"

Fang Longye replied hoarsely. He had not failed to quietly employ his divine abilities earlier to probe the details of this treasure map, yet he could see nothing through it, remaining in a fog the entire time.

He only felt that this treasure map was indeed a rare treasure.

"Since you think it is a treasure, then I shall give it to you~" the old beggar said with a smile upon seeing this.

Immediately, he reached out and waved his sleeve.

Suddenly, a blur passed before his eyes, and Fang Longye realized that he and his group had already left the treasure map with the old beggar and arrived at the outside, at the Yuanyang Sect encampment.

It was full of deathly silence, empty of people.

Even Wang Lingguan and the troop of Heavenly Soldiers and Generals he had led to remain in the Earth Immortal Realm had long since finished preparing and fled into the distance to carry out the orders issued by Zhenwu.

Only a scene of devastation remained.

Looking all around, not a blade of grass grew.

The originally abundant spiritual energy had been extracted to the last drop; it was a scene of deathly silence and utter ruin.

This set off the treasure map hanging in the void, making it appear all the more magnificent and transcendent.

The old beggar pointed a finger, and the treasure map, which had been resting quietly, hummed and began to change its appearance, revealing its original majesty.

A pleasant celestial sound rang out with a boom; the treasure map, originally half an acre in size, suddenly grew larger, carrying a grand and imposing momentum that covered the firmament.

It then connected the top and bottom, traversed the inside and outside, and filled the space-time, with heavy Aura permeating every direction—up, down, left, and right.

Layers of clouds accumulated all around, thick beyond measure; looking into the distance, one could not see north, south, east, or west, as it hung empty and remote.

Indescribable arcs of light collided, silent and soundless, presenting a bright blue color, as if they had been silent for hundreds of millions of years.

It was as still as a painting, bright enough to reflect shadows.

Finally, the vast expanse folded and rolled into a bundle, transforming into an ancient scroll that landed in Fang Longye's hands.

Fang Longye stroked the scroll; it felt slightly heavy in his hand, ancient and grand.

A deep blue halo emanated from it, like a clear spring or a jade pool, spreading outward in layers, shimmering with the void, its reflection swaying and rippling with fine, scale-like textures.

He reached out and opened the scroll, which was filled with a greenish-blue mist. Within the half-foot-long painting, it seemed to contain an ocean of blue waves spanning hundreds of millions of miles, giving a sense of vast, misty waters.

The entire object emitted a five-colored brilliance, revealing a sense of evolving all phenomena and suppressing everything.

In the dark, the information of this treasure map revealed itself to his heart.

Fang Longye's mind tightened, and he immediately whispered in his heart: "So it is him—"

He raised his head to look at the old beggar, only to see him looking at him with a playful expression.

"It seems that you, little friend, should know my identity now~"

"So, it is the Ancient Buddha himself. I hope you will not blame this junior for his previous negligence and lack of manners."

Fang Longye bowed with his hands joined in greeting.

This treasure map was actually transformed from the remaining essence of the Innate Spiritual Treasure, the Dinghai Divine Pearl; it was truly an extraordinary treasure with an unusual origin.

And the identity of this old beggar was naturally self-evident.

Seeing the look of reminiscence in his eyes as he gazed at the treasure map in Fang Longye's hands, he was full of emotion.

He opened his mouth and said: "You also know the predecessor of this object; it was a highly renowned Innate Spiritual Treasure that once illuminated Xuandu and shone with great brilliance."

"Later, it disappeared without a trace. When it appeared again, it was at the former Biyou Palace on Golden Turtle Island, when the Shangqing Saint divided the treasures and bestowed it upon the one who is now the Treasure-Inviting Heavenly Venerable, the True Lord of the Mysterious Altar." "This fellow Daoist later relied on this treasure during the Conferring of the Gods Tribulation to sweep through the twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect."

"Later, through a stroke of fortune, the predecessor of this treasure map—the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls—fell into my hands."

"After that, as I turned to Buddhism and returned to the path of Shakyamuni, this treasure flourished once more in the Buddhist school. I absorbed most of its essence, discarded its physical form, eliminated the karma, and evolved it into the Twenty-Four Heavens."

"With that, the Innate Spiritual Treasure Dinghai Divine Pearl was no more! And while evolving the Twenty-Four Heavens, some remaining essence of the Spirit Treasure combined with the laws of the world, thus becoming this object today~"

"Although this treasure map does not count as an Innate treasure, it can still be called a rare and extraordinary item; evolving worlds and suppressing the void is nothing for it."

"However, for me, it has long since become a mere chicken rib. I shall give it to you as a greeting gift!"

"A gift from an elder must not be refused." Fang Longye bowed slightly and thanked him, "Many thanks for your care, Senior!"

Randeng waved his hand and said: "Compared to the thing that person entrusted me to give you, what does this count for?"

Having said this, he tossed out a Jade Pendant, which radiated a thick Daoist essence and landed in Fang Longye's hand.

The moment it appeared, it stirred the surrounding Aura into a mist; mysterious sounds arose, and Golden Flowers fell, scattering everywhere.

It was unshakable for a thousand autumns and ten thousand generations.

As soon as Fang Longye made contact with the Jade Pendant, his gaze was drawn by the Daoist essence within, and his entire mind was involuntarily drawn into the Jade Pendant.

He was lost in it, unable to extricate himself.

And the 'old beggar', this incarnation of the Ancient Buddha Randeng, merely smiled slightly upon seeing this, clearly having foreseen it.

He casually employed a divine ability to set up an array to prevent any irrelevant people from disturbing him.

He then signaled for Qingli and Ao Ying to take good care of their master, and immediately shook his body, transforming into a bright golden radiance, and disappeared into the distance.

……

Cling-clang—

The celestial music was pleasant to the ear.

The moon was bright and the wind was clear, the mountains were green and the waters were lush; before the clear spring singing in the forest, jade stamens bloomed beneath the cliff.

Purple and green auspicious signs slanted across; fragrant grasses had long since bloomed by the pond, and a light drizzle tapped incessantly on the surface of the water, spreading ripples of all sizes.

As Fang Longye contemplated the essence of the Dharma within the Jade Pendant in his hand, the Yuanyang Sect encampment, which had long been desolate and ruined, miraculously took on a new look.

Although it did not yet count as a celestial mountain or treasure land, it was lush and moving, no longer showing its previous decay.

Fang Longye was seen sitting cross-legged on a Cloud Cliff, with mysterious seal characters emerging in the void around him, emitting sounds like drums, jade chimes, harps, and so on; these various wondrous sounds combined to contain the principles that transcend all things.

Countless five-colored halos swayed up and down, left and right, intermingled with the profound essence of the Five Elements, using the Five Elements as a foundation to evolve all principles.

The Yin and Yang of heaven and earth, the myriad things of the universe, the creation of the world... nothing was left out; the ceaseless murmuring of Dao sounds resonated, bringing a profound mystery that cleansed everything.

Qingli and Ao Ying looked at the magnificent scenery before them, and could not help but feel awe toward Fang Longye.

This was different from the times he deliberately used divine abilities to improve the environment.

The process of the scene before them transforming from dilapidated to breathtaking was entirely a wondrous landscape created unconsciously by their young master while he contemplated the Great Dao.

The place where he stood became a pure land.

This was the realm Fang Longye had reached today.

A long time passed.

Fang Longye recovered from his contemplation of principles, immediately retracted the phenomena, and opened his eyes, with endless Dao aura emerging in the depths of his gaze.

He muttered to himself: "What a grand display!"

"It is actually the Five-Colored Divine Light!"

(End of this chapter)