Chapter 586: Mahayana Perfection, Saint’s Favorable Eyes

The sound of preaching flowed in the Zixiao Hall, and every sentence and every word contained endless Taoist rhyme.

But the Lu clan's great elder and others could not hear a word, and could not help but look at Zheng Fa.

Zheng Fa was fascinated by what he heard.

The content of this second sermon contained many methods of cultivation for various races, and for most people, the gains were both big and small.

If you are a dragon, you can hear the most exquisite practice methods of the dragon clan here, which will be of great benefit to you.

But on the other hand, you don’t quite understand the cultivation methods of other races.

There is only one type of person who can improve themselves with the help of the cultivation techniques of other ethnic groups.

Such people have a very high level of comprehension. They can draw inferences from one instance to another, absorb the beneficial essence from useless exercises, and apply it to their own practice.

This is what is called great enlightenment as required by the meditation cushion.

Zheng Fa doesn't have great enlightenment, he's just not picky about food. He's not only omnivorous, but even a bit of a hybrid.

Hongjun talks about the cultivation method of the dragon clan. He is a real dragon with pure blood. When it comes to the phoenix clan, he wears colorful feathers and performs a cosplay.

In fact, Nuwa only collected seventy-two kinds of biological structures, which is not much compared to the three thousand great ways.

But she has high standards, and the races she chooses are the most powerful in the world.

Although Hongjun's teachings were relatively fair and he was not partial to any race, the races with strong talents already had a deep foundation, complex and profound cultivation methods, and high potential, so it would naturally take him longer.

Therefore, nearly half of Hongjun's sermons were related to these seventy-two creatures.

From Hongjun's preaching, Zheng Fa understood how the dragon clan should purify their bloodline and create a true dragon body that could roam the world.

I also understood how the phoenix was reborn from the ashes, condensing the purest vitality between heaven and earth in death.

To him, the innate divine supernatural power was like observing the lines on the palm of his hand. The true form of the giant demon clan was clearly visible in his eyes.

Seventy-two of the most powerful, ancient, and closest-to-the-Dao creatures in the world flashed through his sea of ​​consciousness.

They are lifelike, becoming more and more perfect, and their aura is becoming stronger day by day.

Zheng Fa no longer had any doubts about how these seventy-two magical species could cultivate to become immortals and how they could condense the fruits of Taoism.

He even felt that those innate divine beings, dragons, phoenixes, witches and liches among these three thousand guests might not understand the cultivation methods of their own clan as well as he did.

But Zheng Fa wanted more than that!

As soon as he thought about it, the seventy-two figures suddenly shattered into pieces and turned into debris in his sea of ​​consciousness, like stars in the sky.

He wanted to use these seventy-two most powerful species in the world as a reference to condense a perfect Taoist body that was most suitable for himself, or in other words, most suitable for the human race.

He didn't know if it was his illusion, but when these seventy-two figures shattered, the sound of the sermon in his ears seemed to suddenly become three times louder, like a surging wave rushing towards him. Then, he was immersed in the ocean of the sermon and no longer aware of the outside world.

He was addicted, but others could only remain silent.

What came towards him was not only the sound of preaching, but also the golden flowers in the sky.

These golden flowers formed layer upon layer until Zheng Fa was wrapped into a cocoon. At first, everyone could see Zheng Fa's changing figure through the outer shell of the cocoon. Later, the golden flowers were so thick and dense that outsiders could only see an elliptical ball of light, which became brighter and thicker.

The Gu God stared at the ball of light for a long time, then suddenly turned to look at the Bone Demon Ancestor.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Can I learn your Wanhua Bone?"

“…”

Upon hearing this, the White Bone Demon Ancestor also looked at the ball of light for a while before saying unhappily, "What a coincidence! I want to learn it too."

The Gu God was silent, just watching the ball of light standing on the cushion, and the two of them moved forward together to pupate. The pupation was still very fast, and in just two or three months, it rushed to the third row. After another half a year, Zheng Fa's cushion had squeezed into the first row, getting closer and closer to Bai Lian and the Taoist of Creation.

The Buddha statue behind Bai Lian was originally shining with precious light and contained precious treasures such as relics, so it was naturally brilliant and dazzling. However, in front of Zheng Fa's strange-shaped light ball, it seemed extremely dim and even pitiful.

Even darker was Bai Lian's expression.

He glanced at Zheng Fa from the corner of his eye, his expression becoming more serious, as if he was trying hard to comprehend the content of Taoist Hongjun's sermon, but the ball of light was like a wild bull, gradually approaching from his right, then ruthlessly stepped over his position and left him behind.

Bai Lian had no expression on his face and seemed very calm, but the Buddha behind him flickered a few times and shattered.

Taoist Zaohua's reaction to Zheng Fa leaping over him was exactly the opposite of Bai Lian's - he had a smile on his face, a look of relief, and even looked happier than anyone else.

He watched Zheng Fa getting farther and farther away, then turned to look at Bai Lian and said with a smile, "Why don't you listen to the teachings anymore?"

Bai Lian held the Bodhi seed, his eyes lingering on the cracks on it. After a long while, he sighed and said, "But my heart of Taoism is already confused."

Taoist Zaohua smiled softly: "It's not a bad thing."

Bai Lian was stunned for a moment, looked up at him for a long time before nodding slightly, and her gaze unconsciously lingered on the ball of light again.

The speed of the light ball was actually getting slower and slower, but its forward momentum did not slow down at all, and it arched towards the left one seat at a time.

As the sermon was being preached, the years passed quietly, and the ball of light finally arrived at the first seat on the first row of cushions!

Although this was expected, Zaohua and the others still felt a surge of emotion:

Shi Nandang finally took the top seat among the three thousand guests. He was only one step away from the seventh cushion. It seemed that he could pick up the primordial purple energy with just one hand.

Everyone waited, but although the ball of light grew brighter, it still could not cross this chasm until the sermon was over.

Everyone felt a little regretful, thinking that this Hongmeng Purple Qi could not be obtained simply by listening to the teachings.

The preaching stopped, and the figure of Taoist Hongjun slowly disappeared. The golden cocoon around Zheng Fa also gradually dimmed, revealing his face immersed in the charm of Taoism.

"Only one step away from achieving the Dao Fruit."

Taoist Zaohua said softly.

Bai Lian also nodded slowly. They were all experienced people. At this moment, the Taoist aura on Shi Nandang's body was almost unsuppressible. It was obvious that he had no more obstacles before the Dao Fruit.

Even the two of them had to admit that the accumulation of this stone seemed to be several times more solid than what they had back then.

Thinking of this, Bai Lian suddenly turned around and asked the Lu Clan members, "How old was Shi Nan?"

The Lu clan's great elder counted with his fingers and said, "Less than twelve thousand years."

"A twelve thousand year old Dao Fruit." Bai Lian sighed softly, then seemed to remember something and asked the Great Elder of the Lu Clan, "You said before that Shi Nandang was from your Lu Clan?"

"……yes."

Bai Lian's eyes changed when she looked at the Lu clan.

Not to mention him, even the Gu God and the White Bone Demon Ancestor felt extremely strange when they saw the expressions of the Lu clan's group of gods - could your Lu clan actually lose such a talent?

Being stared at by this group of people, the Great Elder of the Lu Clan opened his mouth but could not utter a word. He just looked at Zheng Fa, his eyes more complicated than before.

Zheng Fa's eyelids moved and he slowly woke up.

He only felt that his whole body was light and full of energy, and he even had a sense of satisfaction that he no longer had any other desires - although no one taught him, he had gained enlightenment and his Mahayana stage was complete.

According to his previous understanding, he only needed one more step of ritual to become a Dao Fruit monk who could transcend the heavens!

Although the three iron laws of Daoguo no longer exist, there is still a huge difference between Daoguo cultivators and non-Daoguo cultivators.

It’s just a ritual… Zheng Fa frowned slightly. He didn’t know enough about the ritual. Most importantly, he didn’t know what the essence of the ritual was.

This is not a difficult thing for others.

For example, the Lord of Shuyu Dragon can smoothly become a wandering immortal by following the rituals inherited from her bloodline.

But Zheng Fa was different. He had no reference to the "Huangting Jing" and could only create a ritual on his own. He had no idea about the essence of the ritual and that was not possible.

"Congratulations, Fellow Daoist Shi, you have made great progress." Just as he was lost in thought, a voice interrupted his deep thoughts.

When Zheng Fa looked up, he saw Taoist Zaohua looking at him with a smile, his eyes full of joy.

Zheng Fa bowed in return.

The Bone Demon Ancestor and the Gu God rushed in front of him. The Bone Demon Ancestor asked anxiously, "What you just used was mine..."

"Thanks for the guidance, Taoist Bai Gu."

The spiritual fire in the eyes of the White Bone Demon Ancestor suddenly shone. He was about to speak when a voice suddenly interrupted him: "Your technique is quite good."

He turned around and saw Nuwa standing behind him, looking at Zheng Fa with satisfaction in her eyes.

"Without the Queen, I cannot perfect this technique." Zheng Fa said earnestly.

The key to further changes in Tiangang and Disha is actually the inspiration given to Zheng Fa by Nuwa, the incarnation of the White Bone Demon Ancestor. However, Zheng Fa has to collect the structures of so many innate creatures. Not to mention that his strength does not allow it, there are also very few such powerful creatures in Xuanwei today.

Of course he could collect some weaker races, but how could they compare to what Nuwa collected?

"I never thought you could create such a method." Nuwa thought for a moment and exclaimed, "Very impressive."

“It’s really amazing!”

Taoist Tongtian appeared out of nowhere and stood in front of Zheng Fa. He stared at his face from left to right and said with a smile, "I didn't expect that with your cultivation and body being so weak, you could actually create such an interesting magical power."

...You old man are good at praising people.

Even Yuanshi, who was quiet and looked a bit aloof before, nodded gently at this moment and said: "Among the methods of transformation in ancient and modern times, this method is the best."

The Supreme One stroked his long beard, as if in deep thought: "Taking change as the basis, integrating all things into one, I have already grasped the true meaning of the Great Dao."

He paused and laughed, "Young people are indeed formidable."

Zheng Fa could hear the joking tone in his voice and said with a bow, "Without you seniors, my skills would be nothing but castles in the air."

His tone was sincere. The Three Pure Ones looked at each other, and their expressions softened a bit. Tongtian asked curiously again, "Does your technique have a name?"

Zheng Fa thought for a moment, remembering the origin of his technique, and said, "I call this technique the Seventy-two Earthly Demon Transformations."

"The 72 Earthly Demon Transformations?" Tong Tian asked, "Could there be a Heavenly Demon Transformation as well?"

"I haven't come up with anything yet," Zheng Fa said honestly. "It just happened to be this number. Actually, seventy-two is just an imaginary number... made up."

Tongtian's eyes lit up: "You don't know how to name it?"

Who said I don’t know how to name something? That’s not right. What’s the name?

Zheng Fa suddenly had an idea in his mind and remembered that when he was reading the story of Investiture of the Gods before, he had a feeling that many people in the sect of Xianjiao had nice names, such as Qingxu Daode Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren, Guangchengzi... Anyway, they all had a bit of immortal air.

The disciples of Jiejiao were in a miserable state. The better ones were Yunxiao and Bixiao, the average ones were Wudang Shengmu and Jinling Shengmu, and the worse ones were Wuyunxian and Yuyixian.

The worst one is Lu Yue of Jiulong Island. This thing sounds similar to Zheng Fa of Jiushan Sect. It is just a name at most.

Judging from the name, this Jiejiao is not very popular.

He originally thought that there were too many people in the Jiejiao Sect and Tongtian was too lazy to give a name. Now it seems... Tongtian is just bad at naming?

Tongtian seemed to feel like he had met a fellow patient, and his conversation with Zheng Fa became even more heated.

Nuwa and Yuanshi Taishang were not in a hurry to leave at this time. They stood together and talked about Zheng Fa's 72 Earthly Transformations, and they were obviously very interested.

Zheng Fa did not hide his secrets. On the one hand, this thing was based on the Huangting Sutra.

On the other hand, if these people were dead, there would be no harm in listening to it. If they were not dead... then there would be even less harm in telling the truth.

The Seventy-two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends were originally created, and with the opinions of these people, it is just right for improvement.

…

Bai Lian stood in the distance, feeling a little sad in his heart - he had thought that being able to catch the eyes of the two ancestors was already a great opportunity.

But now...

Others didn’t know, but the two ancestors had told him about the situation here, so he knew very well the identities and status of those people on the cushion.

The Three Pure Ones can be said to be the most noble people in this world. They usually stay at home and rarely interact with outsiders. To put it bluntly, they are arrogant and look down on others.

Nuwa's status is also extremely noble. Although she does not take charge of the affairs of the demon clan, in terms of cultivation, she is the hidden number one in the demon clan, extremely prestigious, and can even be said to be the overlord of heaven and earth.

Now these four people surrounded Zheng Fa with a warm attitude, and seemed to be discussing philosophy. Not only were they discussing philosophy, but they also felt that they were talking to Zheng Fa as peers.

Compared with his interactions with the two ancestors, this equality is extremely different, even absurd.

Bai Lian lowered his eyes, feeling somewhat relieved in his heart - his two ancestors were still standing beside him, and it seemed that they valued him, a younger Buddhist, more.

"Is that person... familiar to you?"

Master Zhunti suddenly asked.

"ah?"

Bai Lian looked up and saw the two ancestors. Although their bodies were standing next to him, their eyes were fixed on Shi Nandang.

"I'm not very familiar with him, but Shi Nandang is also a younger disciple of Master." Bai Lian answered honestly, "Although he is not a disciple of Leiyin Temple, he has a deep connection with Master."

"I said, at first glance, this boy has a connection with my Buddhist sect."

“…”

(End of this chapter)