Chapter 91

Inside the bronze ancient coffin, not far ahead of Feng Yi, the golden-bodied Buddha was surrounded by Buddhist light, with a compassionate expression, waves of chanting sounded from within his body, as if countless believers were praying, reciting sutras.

As the sound rang out, within the Buddha's body something special seemed to be melting, gradually merging with him, causing his aura to ever more closely match the rules of this heaven and earth.

In a daze, this golden-bodied Buddha seemed about to truly come alive, and its gaze gradually shifted from dim to compassionate.

At this moment, Feng Yi's mind and spirit were completely immersed in the golden-bodied Buddha before him, vaguely sensing a fuzzy will.

This will gave him a feeling so faint it seemed merely instinct, yet it contained an extremely profound Buddhist intent, bearing endless compassion and tranquility, like the source of this world's Buddhist tradition.

Upon noticing this, countless thoughts instantly arose in Feng Yi's mind.

The source of this golden-bodied Buddha before him was the false god power born from the thoughts of sentient beings in an otherworldly trial, plus the virtual-real rules derived from the books transformed by the part of the Great Dao of Fu Huang from the world of the Supreme One; the two combined to give birth to this Buddha.

At this moment, the fuzzy will absorbed from the bodhi seed unusually matched this golden-bodied Buddha, gradually merging with the instinct that arose when the Buddha originally manifested from the thoughts of sentient beings, forming a brand-new instinctual will.

Om

After an unknown amount of time, a humming sound rang out; an inexplicable undulation emerged from within the golden-bodied Buddha's body, spreading outward, carrying a hint of compassion and tranquility.

And in Feng Yi's perception, the golden-bodied Buddha contained a fusion of the mental power of sentient beings from both worlds, as if giving birth to a completely new fuzzy will.

「Om mani padme hum」!

In an instant, a mighty Buddhist sound suddenly rang out, like a great bell and lute, instantly shaking the entire bronze ancient coffin.

Everyone's mind and spirit rang with a boom, as if struck by a sudden shout, giving a sense of self-awareness, of grasping the profundity of the Dharma, and their mind and spirit fell into emptiness and clarity.

At the same time, the damaged Buddhist implements on their bodies burst forth with great Buddhist light, as if resonating with this grand Buddhist sound, bathing their whole persons in Buddhist light.

The next moment, endless Buddhist light filled the entire bronze ancient coffin, and a magnificent, towering illusory architecture appeared behind the golden-bodied Buddha, surrounded by endless Buddhist Zen sounds.

The architecture was magnificent, solemn and sacred; on the front plaque were four ancient characters deeply imbued with Buddhist intent: 'Great Thunderclap Temple'.

In a daze, everyone seemed to have arrived at the Buddhist pure land, at the Great Thunderclap Temple on Mount Sumeru, seeing the lord of Buddhism seated in the great hall, saving all beings.

【Great Thunderclap Temple.】

Watching the apparition that appeared after the golden-bodied Buddha, hearing the six-syllable true word like a great bell and lute, and thinking of the Pure Land of Amitabha Buddha in this world, Feng Yi's heart spontaneously gave rise to a hint of understanding.

【It seems the fuzzy will in the bodhi seed is indeed from the Buddhist great emperor of this universe, Amitabha Buddha!】

Thinking of this, information about the Amitabha Buddha of this world surfaced in Feng Yi's mind, and he subconsciously began to organize it.

【On Mount Sumeru of the ancient northern star's western desert, using one's own relics and Buddha-heart, aided by the condensation of sentient beings' faith into a divine ego, the primary consciousness that has achieved the extinction-born fruition, transformed from the Sakyamuni of the ancient northern star's western desert, an old monk's body seems to still retain part of the auxiliary consciousness; now adding the fuzzy consciousness hidden within this bodhi seed, an undying divine medicine of nirvana.】

【Tsk tsk.】

As thoughts turned in his heart, Feng Yi's face involuntarily showed a hint of sigh.

The Amitabha Buddha of this world is no small feat in having gone far in researching the way of sentient beings' thoughts, even directly condensing a divine ego as strong as a peak emperor's; although he has fallen for many years, this emperor still has many trump cards.

Of course, Feng Yi, who knows the original work, also understands that the Amitabha Buddha great emperor of this universe is truly a compassionate person and also a true seeker of the Dao.

All of his actions were merely for researching the path to immortality, not for resurrection; in fact, he had already entered meditation and passed away.

For example, Sakyamuni and Hua Hua etc. in the original work did not merge their consciousness with Amitabha Buddha's, preventing Amitabha Buddha from being resurrected.

At the moment Feng Yi felt moved, the changes within the golden-bodied Buddha before him finally came to a complete end.

The next moment, the illusory image of the Great Thunderclap Temple behind the Buddha vanished, the Buddhist sound of the six-syllable true word gradually ceased, and the surroundings returned to normal.

Om

A Buddhist light shone, the golden-bodied Buddha opened its eyes, revealing a pair of compassionate eyes that pitied the heavens and mankind, and looked toward Feng Yi.

Noticing the change in the golden-bodied Buddha's gaze before him, Feng Yi's heart stirred slightly, and the River Chart and Luo Book appeared before him.

The Luo Book opened automatically, within which countless images flowed, vaguely as if there existed an illusory world, with countless figures rising and falling.

In an instant, the golden-bodied Buddha's aura formed some connection with the Luo Book, causing its gaze to shift slightly.

After a moment, the golden-bodied Buddha placed its palms together, performed a Buddhist salute toward Feng Yi, and said: 'This humble monk greets the Lord!'

The instant his words fell, his figure instantly turned into a Buddhist light, re-entering the world within the Luo Book, occupying a portion of its heaven and earth.

Seeing this, countless information flowed through Feng Yi's eyes, and his heart gave rise to a hint of understanding.

No matter what changes this golden-bodied Buddha undergoes, its root still comes from the Luo Book, or rather from the virtual-real rules derived from the part of the Great Dao of Fu Huang, the far-shore entity, contained within it; it is still not truly a living being.

Therefore, he still cannot resist the Luo Book and will be controlled by Feng Yi, its master.

However, thinking of Fu Huang of the Supreme One being controlled by Amitabha Buddha, almost becoming his puppet.

And now, by using the Luo Book that contains the part of Fu Huang's rule information, he controls a pseudo-god similar to Amitabha Buddha; although it is false, Feng Yi now feels it is quite wonderful.

After his thoughts turned, and after a while, Feng Yi glanced at the Luo Book before him, moved his heart, and the book closed again, returning to inside himself.

Then he reached out; after the golden-bodied Buddha disappeared, the bodhi seed floating in the air fell into his hand.

At this time, part of the Buddha-like patterns on the bodhi seed dissipated, but the remaining patterns became even more ancient and natural, giving a feeling of being naturally perfect, as if these patterns were originally its own Dao and principle.

While Feng Yi examined the bodhi seed and studied its patterns, a small white tiger emerged from his body, curiously fixing its gaze on the bodhi seed in his hand—this was the White Tiger Immortality Medicine.

Noticing this, Feng Yi's expression did not change much.

Because, like the White Tiger Immortality Medicine, the bodhi seed in his hand is also an immortality medicine, only now it is in a state of nirvana, having become a seed.

Both being immortality medicines, it is quite normal for the White Tiger Immortality Medicine to be curious about the bodhi seed.

Meanwhile, as the golden-bodied Buddha disappeared, everyone also came to from the Buddhist sound like a great bell and lute, feeling as if their minds and spirits had been cleansed, even experiencing a sense of the five aggregates being empty.

After a while, everyone gradually came to, and their gazes toward the figure in black robes before them grew ever more reverent.

If they had not just been mistaken, the magnificent architecture that appeared behind the golden-bodied Buddha was the legendary Great Thunderclap Temple.

If so, that golden-bodied Buddha is very likely the legendary Buddhist patriarch?

More importantly, this mythological legendary Buddhist patriarch was actually received into the treasure Luo Book by the Fuxi human ancestor before them, and even addressed him as 'Lord'?

At this moment, countless thoughts arose in their minds, their thoughts flying back and forth, they thought of various mythic battles, feeling as if they had probed a secret of mythic legend in the ancient ages.

At the same time, their hearts also gave rise to boundless emotion.

As expected of the human progenitor, though they had long heard of the Buddhist patriarch saving others, now this old ancestor actually seemed to have saved the Buddhist patriarch.

Truly an eye-opener!

Even Ye Fan had the same expression; he too was stunned by the previous scene, momentarily losing himself.

At the same time, some different images vaguely appeared in his mind, making him somewhat doubtful about what had just happened.

Whoosh

Just then, a gust of wind sounded, and the bodhi seed flew into Ye Fan's hand, bringing him back to his senses.

"Young friend Ye Fan, this is your bodhi seed; it has now returned to its rightful owner."

The moment the voice fell, Ye Fan subconsciously examined the bodhi seed in his hand, vaguely feeling that it seemed to have undergone some slight changes.

However, he didn't pay it any mind, casually put it away, bowed to Feng Yixing, and said, "Senior Fuxi, is our next stop the Beidou Ancient Star?"

"Next stop."

Upon hearing this, everyone suddenly came to their senses, and their faces instantly changed color.

Originally, they still harbored a faint hope that the mysterious figure in the dark robes before them was deceiving them, and that perhaps they were still on Earth.

But after the previous incident on Mars, everyone's hopes were shattered, and at this moment they could not help but panic.

"Ancestor, where are we going? Can I not go? I want to go home."

"Ancestor, can you send me back?"

One after another, panicked voices sounded, and everyone turned their gazes to Feng Yixing.

Faced with everyone's expectant gazes, Feng Yixing slightly shook his head and softly said, "The Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin has already been activated; I cannot stop it either."

The nature of this bronze ancient coffin comes from the copper coffin master above the sacrificial Dao; even a great emperor would likely be unable to damage it, and being inside the coffin, Feng Yixing naturally could not open it either.

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces instantly showed a look of despair.

Seeing this, Feng Yixing's heart stirred; he painted them a big pie and said, "Of course, although this Nine Dragons Pulling the Coffin is a one-way trip, you also aren't without a chance to return to Earth."

"Don't forget the Five-Colored Altar atop Mount Tai; that is a kind of interstellar teleportation array. If you can find another Five-Colored Altar, you might be able to, just like this time, return to Earth through interstellar travel."

"Exactly!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up; they recalled the Five-Colored Altar they had seen on Mount Tai, and a spark of hope involuntarily arose in their hearts.

No matter what, having hope is always better than having none.

After gaining hope, everyone also began to pay attention to the situation at the next stop, and someone asked, "Ancestor, is our next stop the Beidou that Ye Fan just mentioned?"

"Hmm."

Nodding his head, Feng Yixing pointed with his hand; the firelight beside him flared up, and strands of gentle firelight flowed toward an ancient carving on the bronze ancient coffin, instantly merging into it.

The next moment, the bronze carving lit up, like a dazzling river of stars, carrying endless splendor and mystery.

(End of chapter)