Two hours later.
Spicy palace.
Song Chen and Zhao Ziyi, along with the Heavenly Fox Ancestor, leisurely munched on dried meat and spiritual food while gazing at the Star Pivot Mirror.
At this moment, the Star Pivot Mirror revealed that the Buddhist secret realm had revealed most of its true form from the clouds.
In the secluded Buddhist sanctuary, two green mountains stand facing each other, with a river flowing between them. The leisurely sound of a bell echoes through the mountains, but the dense forest makes it impossible to know the source of the sound.
Countless Buddhist practitioners stood in the verdant valley, gazing up at the Buddhist sanctuary in the clouds.
When the five-colored Buddha light appeared from Shuangqingshan, the light illuminated the entire valley below.
Buddhist practitioners held prayer beads in their hands, formed the lotus mudra, and chanted incantations. Instantly, lotuses appeared beneath their feet, and they flew directly into the secret realm on lotus thrones.
One figure after another disappeared into the valley.
Until the very end.
Shi Fang, along with Mu Feng and Li Wantian, also entered the Buddhist secret realm.
When Mu Feng and the other two disappeared into the Star Pivot Mirror.
With a whoosh, the gray mist formed by the Star Pivot Mirror dissipated.
The light and shadow shattered, and the gray fog gathered again, revealing a new scene.
The scene still shows Mu Feng and his two companions.
They had now entered a secret Buddhist sanctuary.
The sound of gurgling spring water could be heard.
Mu Feng and his two companions landed in a dark green bamboo forest.
The bamboo grove rustled and swayed, creating a beautiful scene accompanied by the sound of flowing water and bells.
The celestial fox demon chewed on some dried meat and casually remarked:
"They were so lucky; they encountered the Damo Wujing Bamboo as soon as they stepped out the door."
Song Chen's eyes narrowed as he carefully examined the image on the Star Pivot Mirror.
On the dark green bamboo, there were speckled golden spots, unevenly distributed, clearly natural.
He said strangely:
"It really is the Damo Wujing Bamboo. During the day, the bamboo skin shines with golden light, but at night it turns black, like congealed blood."
Legend has it that after Bodhidharma slaughtered evil spirits at night, his blood splattered onto the bamboo.
When the sun is bright, it will burn away the impure blood, causing the dark spots to turn golden.
Zhao Ziyi asked curiously:
"What grade of bamboo is this? Is it very precious?"
Song Chen scratched his head:
"I saw it on the jade slip of spiritual plants from the True Treasure Continent. It only said that it was a fourth-grade spiritual plant, and the price was unknown."
The Celestial Fox Ancestor chewed on the dried meat and chuckled:
"It's not expensive, is it? I don't think it tastes as good as dried meat."
The Celestial Fox Ancestor never managed money in his life, nor did he understand prices.
However, it was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, and a fourth-grade spiritual plant was indeed not worthy of his attention.
Zhao Ziyi nodded with a smile: "It's good that it's not expensive. If I see Mu Feng getting rich, I'll be so angry I'll vomit blood."
**
Jingchan River.
Nestled in a valley surrounded by mountains on all sides.
The abbots of the nine major Buddhist sects gathered below the secret realm.
They sat on lotus thrones, dressed in robes of different colors, chatting with smiles on their faces.
The original topic of conversation was about the secret realm.
But as the conversation went on, the focus shifted to Wuchan Temple.
"With such a shameless chief disciple, Wuchan Temple is doomed."
"I wonder how this chief was selected."
"In a moment, among the nine Buddhist temples' water mirrors, only the Five Zen Temples will show three figures."
Hearing such blatant mockery, the abbot of Wuchan Temple couldn't help but feel indignant.
The chief disciple of Wuchan Temple is Shifang!
It is all because of Shifang's actions that Wuchan Temple has been subjected to rampant insults!
Although Shi Fang had some quirks, he wasn't exactly unorthodox.
However, when they set off from Gozen-ji Temple, Juho suddenly wanted to leave the group and go to Shizukagawa on his own.
Who would have thought that in just over ten days, Shi Fang would bring back a Daoist partner.
Moreover, this Daoist partner also comes with a man.
This unusual trio has become a topic of conversation among the cultivators.
Suddenly, the secret realm trembled. The five-colored Buddhist light receded.
The passage to the secret realm is closed.
The nine abbots all made their move, conjuring a water mirror not far away.
The nine illusory water mirrors each displayed the chief disciple of one of the nine major Buddhist sects.
Looking at where their chief disciple was staying, the nine abbots had different expressions on their faces, all worried about their chief disciple.
However, when the three of them entered the secret realm, the abbots couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"It's Damo Wujing Bamboo!"
"How could there be Dharma Bamboo in the secret realm? Dharma Bamboo wouldn't grow at all if no one chanted Buddhist scriptures!"
"A bamboo grove with Bodhidharma's black bamboo must contain the energy of Bodhidharma's Heart Sutra. People from all directions will likely experience a great improvement in their mental state!"
The hosts' faces were filled with envy.
Some may not show it on their faces, but they are also resentful in their hearts.
Why did the Ten Directions happen to encounter the Bodhidharma Bamboo?
This is an invaluable treasure for Buddhist practitioners!
In addition to physical cultivation, Buddhist practice also requires elevating one's state of mind.
With each of the ten mental states that are advanced, the power of the moves increases by three points.
A Buddhist practitioner with the highest level of mental cultivation can hold their own against five opponents.
This is also why Buddhist forces rank so high.
A breakthrough in one's state of mind can be achieved not only through understanding Buddhist teachings, but also by seeking out spiritual objects in nature for enlightenment.
One such example is the aura of the Bodhidharma Heart Sutra that grows within the Bodhidharma Bamboo Forest.
The nine abbots of the Buddhist temple were furious when they saw the bamboo forest where the Ten Directions were located.
Some abbots were so angry that their beards were crooked.
**
Within a Buddhist sanctuary.
Shi Fang looked around at the vast bamboo forest, his face full of smiles:
"We didn't expect to find treasure so soon after entering the secret realm."
Li Wantian rolled his eyes, mocking Shi Fang for his limited knowledge.
Following Mu Feng, Li Wantian saw countless treasures. But in the end, Mu Feng took all the treasures, leaving him only with life-or-death battles.
Now, when he sees the treasure, he remains calm and even wants to stay far away.
Although Mu Feng didn't understand what kind of treasure this was, his Purple Gold Rat had already reacted strongly, constantly reminding him that the treasure was hidden deep in the bamboo forest.
He thought for a moment, then stepped forward, took Shi Fang's hand, and said in a coquettish tone:
"I think there are even better treasures deep in the bamboo forest. Shall we take a look first?"
Shi Fang lowered his head, pinched his chin, and his smile deepened:
"Since your cultivation level is not high enough, you can wait outside. You can cut some bamboo, which is a fourth-grade spiritual plant."
"I'll go and retrieve what's deep in the bamboo forest."
Before Mu Feng could answer, Shi Fang lowered his arm.
boom!
His aura surged, his nascent soul fully unleashed, and strands of golden Buddhist script swirled around him.
Shi Fang ripped off the white kasaya with one hand, revealing half of his arm. His muscles were taut as he flew swiftly into the depths of the bamboo forest.
A strong wind blew, causing Li Wantian and Mu Feng's Taoist robes to billow, the bamboo forest to sway, and bamboo leaves to flutter down, covering the two of them.
Mu Feng's expression darkened, and he glared at Li Wantian, who was smirking.
"Get to work! Didn't you hear me? Hurry up and dig up the bamboo!"
"Oh." Li Wantian suppressed the upturned corners of his mouth, took out a flying sword from his storage bag, bent over, and began to painstakingly chop bamboo.
Mu Feng and Li Wantian were not plant masters, and the flying swords they held were only Golden Core stage weapons.
They couldn't cut through the extremely strong and yang-toned Damo Wujing bamboo at all. Even their flying swords were dulled, and they only managed to cut down three or four bamboos.
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