"Amitabha Buddha, with such a prodigy emerging from the Luo Shen Clan, this humble monk must offer my congratulations to Emperor Luo."
Samantabhadra Buddha smiled slightly as he watched Luo Bingshu leave.
"Hahaha, does the Holy Buddha think that I, the descendant of the Luo Shen royal family, am stronger, or that your Buddhist sect's Holy Buddha Child, who is about to appear in the world, is superior?"
Luo Xihe responded with a loud laugh.
"Amitabha! The thirty-six-petaled golden lotus has bloomed. In this lifetime, the disciples of our Heavenly Buddha Holy Gate will be invincible in the world."
"Yeah? "
Luo Xihe remained noncommittal.
During his trip to the Buddhist monastery, he did not meet the Holy Buddha Child, but in his interactions with those Holy Buddhas, he sensed that this Holy Buddha Child, who was about to appear in the world, might be even more extraordinary than he had imagined.
What exactly makes Buddhism so confident?
"Then... what does the Holy Buddha think of the Dao Child who appeared some time ago?" Luo Xihe asked again, "I've heard that the Dao Child recently defeated that Supreme Master of the Taixu Imperial Clan."
It should be known that the Taixu Imperial Clan is the head of the ten great imperial clans of the Central Divine Continent. Nine Mahayana True Immortals have emerged from the clan, spanning several eras.
Such a prodigy far surpasses the realm of mere geniuses; he should have dominated an era. But fate had other plans. At the Immortal Martial Arts Tournament, he encountered the Immortal Yue, the legendary successor of the Immortal Mountain who could connect the mortal and immortal realms. Later, he met Nan Ningxuan, the descendant of the Nan Ning Imperial Clan, who should have been exterminated by divine punishment ten thousand years ago. And then there was a mysterious young man…
In the end, he could only settle for fourth place among his contemporaries.
However, his good fortune didn't last long. He was challenged by a contemporary Daoist who had come down from the mountain, and was completely crushed. Now he's the fifth oldest among his generation.
Hmm... Once this holy Buddha is born, he will be the sixth in his generation.
"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk does not know."
Samantabhadra Buddha shook his head.
Previously, he had lived on Mount Foshan for thousands of years, detached from worldly affairs and devoted himself to the study of Buddhism. This time, he came here at the invitation of Luo Xihe, and he was not very familiar with the prodigies of this era.
"Heh, what about the successor of the Immortal Mountain?"
Luo Xihe chuckled.
Samantabhadra Buddha's gaze swept over Luo Xihe, "In this generation, will a successor of the Immortal Mountain of Immortality be born?"
"Yes, there is. There is a woman, and I heard she is very beautiful, comparable to the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden of yesteryear. She defeated the descendant of the Taixu Emperor Clan at the Immortal Martial Tournament not long ago," Luo Xihe replied.
"That little fellow from the Taixu Imperial Clan lost in the competition among his peers?"
Samantabhadra Buddha showed a surprised expression, then chuckled and said, "Actually, a hundred years ago, the Taixu Emperor Clan once brought a little fellow to Buddha Mountain and asked me to use the Golden Buddha Holy Light to temper his Taixu Emperor Clan's indestructible golden body."
At that time, I thought that if no successor was born in Buddhism or Taoism, then this little guy might be the strongest person among the younger generation.
Unexpectedly, that little guy was defeated by someone else at the Immortal Martial Arts Tournament.
However, it's understandable. The world is vast, and all living beings are insignificant. Prodigies and geniuses emerge one after another, and this one was a descendant of the Immortal Mountain of Immortality; victory or defeat was not surprising.
The words of the Holy Buddha Samantabhadra made Luo Xihe look somewhat sarcastic.
"This year's Immortal Martial Arts Tournament is more than just that, because two unexpected events have occurred."
"What about those two unexpected events?" asked Samantabhadra Buddha.
Luo Xihe intended to keep him in suspense, but Qin Shou directly told him, "The first place winner of this Immortal Martial Arts Tournament is a mysterious young man of unknown origin. The other is named Nanning Immortal Phoenix, who is said to be a descendant of the Nanning Imperial Clan, which was wiped out by the immortals and gods ten thousand years ago—a descendant of that empress's family."
"Alright, Master, shall we talk about serious matters?"
Qin Shou tentatively offered a reminder.
Luo Xihe: ........? What's wrong with you? I've been running around like crazy for you, and now you won't even let me have a chat? ???
"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk has already heard of Emperor Luo's words regarding this matter. Please, Benefactor Qin, summon your disciple so that this humble monk may have a proper look at him."
Samantabhadra Buddha spoke, his expression one of great compassion.
"Well.......... "
This startled Qin Shou for a moment.
"My disciple is not home."
Samantabhadra Buddha:........
Luo Xihe: ...Then what are you even talking about?
"Come, Holy Buddha, let's continue our conversation."
Luo Xihe pulled Samantabhadra Buddha to sit under the peach tree and continued chatting.
"Time is like a knife, cutting down even the most outstanding talents. We've both grown old, but the waves of history never cease to sweep across the land, with each generation giving rise to a new one. Speaking of which, I've heard that your Buddhist sect has a female Buddha whose beauty rivals that of the legendary holy Buddha's son, and is as radiant and captivating as the crystal Bodhisattva from ten thousand years ago, possessing a stunningly divine beauty. Why don't you go back and speak to my disciple's grandson about arranging a marriage between her and him?"
"Amitabha, Emperor Luo, please forgive my words, but ten thousand years ago, because of your betrayal of the Bodhisattva Liuli, the Buddhist cultivators in the Liuli Temple of my Heavenly Buddha Sect still regard your Luo Shen Dynasty as a mortal enemy."
As for the Buddhist nun, she has inherited the mantle of the Lapis Lazuli Bodhisattva, so she is probably destined to have no connection with your Luo Shen royal family.
Samantabhadra Buddha directly points out the crux of the matter.
This made Luo Xihe suddenly look uneasy, and he touched his nose and said with a fawning smile:
"Who knows? Back then, I was incredibly beautiful, attracting so many women to throw themselves at me. But I was only focused on pursuing the Dao, regarding beauties as mere skeletons in the wind. I felt that beauty would only hinder my cultivation speed, so I slightly refused them. Little did I know that this would lead to that decisive battle."
"To be honest, I already went easy on them back then."
Luo Xihe felt somewhat aggrieved. In a contest between prodigies, victory and defeat are common occurrences. How come after this one battle, he became the target of everyone in the Buddhist community?
"Go easy on me?"
Samantabhadra Buddha narrowed his eyes, "In that battle, this humble monk was limited by his cultivation level and was not qualified to attend, but I have heard that you directly swung the Purple Moon and smashed the head and lower body of the Lapis Lazuli Bodhisattva, and even more... even more... Amitabha..."
Samantabhadra Buddha put his hands together in prayer, recited a Buddha's name, and said nothing more.
"Ah, that's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore. Why don't we talk about the marriage between the heir of my Luo Shen royal family and you, a Buddhist nun?"
Luo Xihe put his arm around the shoulder of the Holy Buddha Samantabhadra.
"Amitabha Buddha, please don't hug this humble monk. No, Your Majesty, please go to Foshan to discuss your matter. This humble monk cannot make the decision."
Samantabhadra Buddha's figure flickered, shifting half a foot to the side to avoid Luo Xihe's shoulder.
Luo Xihe looked aggrieved. "Really, what's wrong? Do you monks have OCD?" He then picked at his toes, sniffed them, and almost licked them.
Having cultivated to the level of a saintly Buddha, Samantabhadra was already calm and undisturbed. However, he was still curious about how the once spirited and handsome Prince Xihe, known for his unparalleled beauty and charm, had become so disheveled.
I still remember the first time I saw the man carrying the purple moon on his back, who was full of vigor and had climbed up the mountain to discuss the Tao with the Buddhist disciples. I was amazed by his demeanor.
Now, with the vicissitudes of time, the sorrow of changing eras is all the more apparent.
Amitabha Buddha, may the Buddha have mercy. Well, this humble monk does indeed find it distasteful, after all, my robe was bestowed upon me by the Buddha himself, and I cannot allow it to be soiled.
"Alright, Brother Qin, you should go and call your disciple back."
At this moment, Song Ningsheng spoke to Qin Shou.
"Oh, right."
Qin Shou reacted, raised his hand and sent a beam of light towards the Vermilion Bird Imperial City, informing Xiao Xuan to call Yi Cheng and the others back, as he had important business to attend to.
Afterwards, he sat under the tree and chatted with the Buddhist saint. Qin Shou originally wanted to quote a few words from the Mahayana Buddhist scriptures of his previous life to show off, but he found that he only remembered a few core points and did not even understand what they meant.
"Hehehe, Benefactor Qin is indeed a remarkable person."
Samantabhadra Buddha chuckled.
"Well, I'm just average. The only thing I've never lost to Brother Song in chess is that."
Qin Shou waved his hand dismissively.
"Oh?" This made the Holy Buddha Samantabhadra suddenly look at the Qin beast in a different light.
It should be noted that in the era ten thousand years ago, even the Chess Saint, who had proven his Dao through chess, would not dare to claim that he could defeat Song Ningsheng. The young man before him, whom even he himself could not see through with his Buddha Eye, was indeed extremely mysterious.
If Qin Shou knew what this Samantabhadra Buddha was thinking, he would probably be even more dismissive. Within the Four Spirits Sacred Array, unless a Mahayana True Immortal personally arrives, how could anyone see through him?
Besides, he was wearing celestial armor to conceal the secrets of heaven.
"Benefactor Qin, the Emperor of Luo says that if our Buddhist sect succeeds in resurrecting the soul of your disciple, you are willing to offer an immortal technique in exchange. I wonder if this humble monk may have a look at this technique?"
Samantabhadra Buddha asked.
"no problem. "
Qin Shou readily agreed.
At this moment, a petal fell from beneath the peach tree, and the divine consciousnesses of Qin Beast and Samantabhadra Buddha simultaneously entered the petal.
Within that tiny petal seemed to be a world unto itself. Laws intertwined around Qin Beast, and golden runes manifested. Qin Beast only revealed a portion of the first chapter. Afterward, the two's divine senses withdrew from that petal.
After hovering in mid-air for a moment, the peach blossoms continued to drift and fall, landing on the tea table.
"Master, please have some tea."
Qin Shou slowly poured him a cup of tea.
"It truly is an indestructible law."
Samantabhadra Buddha sighed, "The profoundness of this method far surpasses even the immortal Buddha intent of his own Buddhist school."
"Benefactor Song, this humble monk recalls that you too once obtained a copy of an immortal technique..."
Samantabhadra Buddha turned his gaze toward Song Ningsheng.
Song Ningsheng nodded and smiled, "Yes, it's the same method Brother Qin just demonstrated for you."
"I see. "
Samantabhadra Buddha understood and believed that Song Ningsheng had passed on this method to the person in front of him.
"However, my immortality technique is not as perfect as his."
Song Ningsheng's next words startled the Holy Buddha Samantabhadra, who asked, "What does Benefactor Song mean?"
Song Ningsheng replied, "I once entered the Daoist Ancestor's secret treasury and obtained the first chapter of this immortal method within."
"And this benefactor?"
Samantabhadra Buddha then turned his gaze to the Qin beast.
Qin Shou laughed and said, "This method, passed down by my master, is called the 'Undying Scripture.' I think you, Master, have heard of its name. I have the contents of the first two chapters. If you can help me in this matter and restore my disciple's soul to its rightful place, I am willing to offer these two chapters of the Undying Scripture as a token of my gratitude."
"It's the Immortal Sutra!"
Samantabhadra Buddha was taken aback.
That's a legendary Dao Ancestor-level cultivation technique that even immortals and gods would fight over.
For a moment, even the mighty Samantabhadra Buddha, whose Buddhist teachings were so powerful, couldn't help but feel his heart tremble.
If this method can be found, it will surely help my holy disciples cultivate into the legendary true body of the ancient Buddha. At that time, they will be impervious to all magic, indestructible, immortal, and incorruptible.
"Amitabha Buddha, this humble monk will certainly do everything in his power to successfully summon the soul of your beloved disciple."
"But I am curious, benefactor, who is your master?"
Samantabhadra Buddha smiled as he looked around the mountain. "When I first entered this place, I felt that it was extraordinary, like a small grotto-heaven, with endless Taoist charm flowing around it."
If I am not mistaken, the lotus flowers in this pond are probably not of this mortal realm.
"A master's insightful eye."
Qin Shou also laughed and said, "But my master has given me an order not to mention his name to others outside, because if I do, he will sense it and might even send down a divine sense to hang me on a tree and spank me."
You know, that would be shameful.
Qin Shou feigned a coquettish laugh.
(>p<”)
Song Ningsheng was disgusted to the core.
“..........”
“............”
Even Luo Xihe and the Holy Buddha Puxian were at a loss for words.
"Haha, just kidding, just trying to make everyone laugh."
Qin Shou waved his hand and chuckled awkwardly:
“My master travels far and wide, only returning once every hundred years or so to glance at me. He is also very low-key; he has cultivated for a hundred thousand years without anyone knowing him. Therefore, since I've already mentioned his name, you wouldn't know it anyway, so I won't say it again.”
Song Ningsheng and Luo Xihe: ...What a load of nonsense.
However, after ten thousand years... Song Ningsheng: This scoundrel's words are a mix of truth and falsehood, and I don't think they are necessarily credible.
Luo Xihe: Hiss~, that must be at the level of a Mahayana True Immortal.....
Samantabhadra Buddha: "Amitabha, benefactor, you have a witty remark."
"Um..? "
Song Ningsheng and Luo Xihe looked over at the same time.
"Master, my junior sister isn't coming back, and she even hit me."
At this moment, a divine sense landed on Turtle Mountain, and Xiao Xuan's appearance appeared inside.
His face still looks a little swollen.
"Master, my junior sister says I'm lying to her. She thinks I must have complained that she ate too much at my house, so I deliberately tricked her into coming back to the mountain so you could keep an eye on her. She says she won't fall for it."
".............."
Qin Shou's hands were trembling with anger.
That fatso, I'm busy begging for favors for her every day, and she's gotten addicted to it.
"Alright, I'll go with you."
The Qin Beast separated a wisp of its divine consciousness and traveled away with Xiao Xuan.
With Qin Beast's current cultivation level, it would take less than a quarter of an hour to reach the skies above the imperial city.
At this moment, Qin's divine sense probed downwards and saw several small figures on Vermilion Bird Street.
Several people were carrying miniature horses, their bellies sticking out, swaggering down the middle of the street, receiving a warm welcome from the people lining both sides of the road.
"Long live the King of Kao Shan!"
"Hey everyone!"
"Long live the King of Kao Shan!"
"Hey everyone!"
"May your powerful backer live a thousand years!"
"Hello everyone! Hello everyone!"
When the surrounding people saw Yi Cheng and his group approaching, they kept waving their arms and shouting.
And every time they called out, Yicheng would raise her little hand and respond enthusiastically.
This has almost become a daily scene on this street.
"Lord King Kao Shan, are you coming to my house for lunch?"
"Which family are you from?"
"Oh...my family is Zhang Xiaoer's, we sell steamed buns."
"Oh, no, I'm not going. Your buns are all vegetarian."
"Haha, Your Highness, you're welcome to come to my house. My sesame seed cakes are filled with meat."
"Okay, I'll go later, but I'll only eat two sesame cakes. Da Mei said it's not easy for you guys to run a business, so I can't eat too much."
"Your Highness, Your Highness, come to me! I'll have ten plates of fresh roast duck served to you immediately."
"Oh, this isn't a good idea. We just ate at your house yesterday."
"Your Highness, please don't stand on ceremony with me. It's all thanks to you driving away that纨绔子弟 (spoiled brat), my daughter was able to preserve her chastity and escape danger. I only hope that Your Highness can come to my place every day and eat ten plates of roast duck."
"No, no, Da Mei said we can't eat at the same place for two days in a row. Let's go again the day after tomorrow, that's settled."
Yi Cheng waved his hand and continued walking forward with his head held high.
She also wore a large gold plaque around her neck, with three gleaming gold characters engraved on it: "King of the Mountain".
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