Chapter 130: Is There Still a Destined Affinity?
Jiangxi, Deep Bliss Pure Land.
The land of utmost Zen, where temples stood in great numbers. Among them was a not-so-vast temple, with brilliant Buddha Light and mighty bell sounds. The plaque in front of the temple bore three large characters:
[Fu Long Temple]
Pushing open the temple gate and entering straight into the main hall, one could see a towering Arhat Golden Body standing upright. Beneath the Golden Body was a prayer mat, and on the prayer mat sat a handsome youth with red lips and white teeth. Around him was a group of disciples, either chanting scriptures or holding instruments, performing some kind of sacrificial ritual.
However, just then, a loud explosion suddenly came from within the temple.
“Hmm.”
The handsome youth with red lips and white teeth opened his eyes, revealing a trace of confusion. “Guang Hai and Guang Hui are both dead!? Only Guang Ming is still alive…”
His three most capable disciples were all sent out to participate in the Dao Seizing War at the Bodhisattva’s request. Among them, Guang Hai had the highest cultivation, followed by Guang Hui, and then Guang Ming. Yet unexpectedly, now that the Dao Seizing War was over, the one who survived was actually Guang Ming, whose aptitude was the most mediocre.
However, soon Arhat Fu Long’s expression changed.
“This is… the Nine Transformations Dragon Art? No, it’s the [Imperial Dragon Sovereign Dao Foundation]. Someone actually succeeded in Foundation Establishment without my sensing it!?”
Thinking of this, Arhat Fu Long’s expression instantly became extremely gloomy.
Although he created the Nine Transformations Dragon Art, the [Imperial Dragon Sovereign Dao Foundation] was not created by him, but specially bestowed upon him by a big figure in the Pure Land.
The so-called “Imperial Dragon Sovereign”—what it commanded was the [True Dragon Baleful Qi].
Ordinary cultivators cultivating the Nine Transformations Dragon Art to achieve Rank 3 True Qi would ultimately only be paving the way for him, refined by him into a Protector Vajra in the temple.
Precisely because of this, what he worried about most was someone breaking through the limitations of the Nine Transformations Dragon Art and refining the [Imperial Dragon Sovereign Dao Foundation] just like him. From then on, they would no longer be constrained by him and would even compete with him for the Dao path, equivalent to suddenly turning from mere “material” into a lifelong Dao enemy!
“No matter who it is… must kill him!”
With this thought, Arhat Fu Long’s figure dimmed abruptly. He cast a “Buddhist Heart Seal,” transmitting from heart to heart, escaping directly towards the target’s location.
However, in the next second, his expression changed drastically.
Because he discovered that in the direction he was escaping towards, three indescribably huge Law Bodies filling the sky and covering the earth were standing impressively, currently looking at him in unison!
“Where did this rogue cultivator come from? you blind fool.”
A light scolding, like rolling heavenly thunder striking. Arhat Fu Long trembled on the spot, watching helplessly as his own Dao Foundation was about to collapse and disperse immediately…
“Excellent, excellent.”
A Buddha sound drifted over faintly, calming the Great Void in the blink of an eye. It restabilized Arhat Fu Long’s nearly collapsing Dao Foundation, pulling him back from the line of life and death.
“Benefactor Feixue, you are overly impatient.”
“Fu Long and this Benefactor Lu of your esteemed sect share a deep destined affinity. Rather than striking to kill at the slightest disagreement, how about letting the two meet briefly for now?”
Only at this moment did Arhat Fu Long come back to his senses. He saw that in the middle of the three Perfected Lords, above a wonder, a handsome young man was impressively standing. The aura on his body was shockingly exactly the same as what he had sensed—it was the [Imperial Dragon Sovereign Dao Foundation]. The gaze looking at him was filled with vigilance.
“…oh no!”
Arhat Fu Long understood the situation almost at a glance. This is a fucking Perfected One of the Primordial Saint Sect! Since that is the case, wanting to strike and kill is impossible!
However, this concerns my Dao path…
What made Arhat Fu Long even more fearful was that the opponent’s Dao Foundation was perfect and flawless, without any damage. He actually stood at the peak of the Initial Stage of Foundation Establishment as soon as he broke through!
“Perfect Foundation Establishment?” Arhat Fu Long murmured in a low voice.
With an Innate Perfection Dao Foundation, refining one’s Life-Bound Divine Ability will save an unknown amount of effort. In at most thirty years, he can attempt to accommodate the first Heavenly Spirit or Earthly Fiend and charge at the Middle Stage!
Truly a Dao enemy!
Thinking of this, Arhat Fu Long immediately clenched his Buddha teeth tightly. Then he looked at Lu Yang and said in a deep voice, “This person indeed has quite a bit of karma and destined affinity with this poor monk…”
“Oh? Really?”
Perfected Lord Qingcheng Feixue smiled instantly upon hearing this. With a beckoning of her jade hand, the wonder transformed from the World Realm, the [Ten Thousand Gu Cave], landed in her palm, spinning round and round.
“Two fellow Daoists, do you say this wonder of mine should land in Jiangdong, or Jiangxi?”
“I think Jiangxi is quite good…”
“Amitabha!”
Before Perfected Lord Qingcheng Feixue could finish speaking, the Pure Land Perfected Lord chanted a Buddha’s name: “Since the Dao Seizing War has already ended, this poor nun should return.”
“Why the rush?” Perfected Lord Qingcheng Feixue chuckled lightly. “Is there not still a destined affinity?”
“No more, no more.”
The Buddhist Perfected Lord accepted the humiliation smilingly and replied. Only then did she look at Arhat Fu Long: “Let us return for now.”
Arhat Fu Long looked unwilling upon hearing this, but he was helpless. He could only take a deep look at Lu Yang in the distance, then stood behind the Pure Land Perfected Lord.
In the next second, the Buddha Light dimmed.
The Pure Land Perfected Lord, Arhat Fu Long, and even Guang Ming and the dozen or so lucky Buddhist cultivators who survived this battle returned to the Deep Bliss Pure Land of Jiangxi just like that.
“…Hmph!”
Meanwhile, the Perfected Lord from the Dao Court had a face as green as iron. Guang Ming and others from the Pure Land still survived, while his side was truly wiped out.
Fortunately, the Dao Court’s situation was rather special. People were not important; what was important was the [Official Position]. As long as the [Official Position] wasn’t lost, destroyed, or damaged, if the person died, they could just select another excellent one from the Advanced Scholars of past imperial examinations to be granted the office. What truly made the Dao Court Perfected Lord angry was that [Ten Thousand Gu Cave].
Rumble!
Perfected Lord Qingcheng Feixue raised her jade hand, and the wonder transformed from that World Realm instantly fell from the sky, smashing heavily into the border commandery area of the Jiangdong Dao Court.
Almost simultaneously, the Dao Court Perfected Lord also let out a muffled groan.
Below, Jiangdong.
Right at the place where the [Ten Thousand Gu Cave] fell, all cultivators sensed it in their hearts. Raising their heads to look at the sky, they only felt the difficulty of cultivation change abruptly.
At dawn, morning dew condensed into fog.
Qi, not yet flowing smoothly, traveled through the earth, connecting north and south, confronting Kan and Li. Any cultivator practicing Metal or Water cultivation methods unexpectedly all felt a sense of exhilaration.
This was the struggle for Dao Fruit!
The Dao Fruit originally shrouding this place was pushed aside, while Perfected Lord Qingcheng Feixue’s Dao Fruit gained the upper hand, directly influencing all cultivators below.
Even Foundation Establishment Perfected Ones were no exception!
Lu Yang looked out and could even see several cultivators who were breaking through to Foundation Establishment. due to the change in Dao Fruit, their originally few odds of success returned directly to zero.
While several cultivators who originally had little hope unexpectedly gained an additional ten percent chance of success because of this.
“Many thanks, fellow Daoist!”
Perfected Lord Qingcheng Feixue laughed loudly upon seeing this. The Dao Court Perfected Lord, however, didn’t say a word. With a dark face, he turned his Law Body around and disappeared from the spot in the blink of an eye.
Jiangxi, Deep Bliss Pure Land.
After returning to the Pure Land, Arhat Fu Long didn’t leave immediately but looked at the Pure Land Perfected Lord presiding over all matters before him, titled [Bodhisattva Precious Vase Water Moon]:
“Bodhisattva… what exactly happened in this Dao Seizing War?”
“Just a defeat.”
Bodhisattva Precious Vase Water Moon’s tone was very calm. After all, although they lost, the Pure Land’s losses were actually not too great; the Dao Court took the brunt of the loss.
Publicly, the Dao Court was completely wiped out, while the Pure Land at least had a few survivors. Privately, she used Arhat Fu Long’s matter to make a fuss, causing Perfected Lord Qingcheng Feixue to place the [Ten Thousand Gu Cave] in Jiangdong, avoiding damage to herself. At this moment, she naturally spoke with ease and relaxation.
“That Guang Ming is quite good.”
“If he hadn’t sold out the Dao Court in time, I’m afraid the Buddhist followers participating in this war would have been like the Dao Court, with not a single one surviving… He is a clever seedling.”
“Of course, selling out an ally doesn’t sound good when spoken aloud, nor can it be advocated.”
“So after returning, don’t reward him with anything openly. Privately, let him cultivate well in your [Fu Long Temple]. He might be of use in the future.”
“This humble monk receives the Dharma decree.”
Arhat Fu Long bowed. In his heart, he also looked at Guang Ming with new eyes. After all, everyone else died, yet he survived; he definitely had extraordinary points.
“However, Bodhisattva, that newly promoted Foundation Establishment Perfected One…”
As Arhat Fu Long’s voice fell, Bodhisattva Precious Vase Water Moon calculated with her fingers, then shook her head: “The destined affinity is broken. It all depends on your own ability now.”
“If you have the ability to convert him, or kill him, the Pure Land will naturally support you fully.”
“If not… the Pure Land does not raise useless people.”
As soon as these words came out, how could Arhat Fu Long dare to say more? He immediately prostrated on the ground, acknowledging the order, and crawled backwards out of the Pure Land Main Hall just like that.
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