I attained immortality in the real world.

Chapter 48 The Appearance of Buddhism
In the world of cultivation, at Jinshan Temple.

As a novice monk, Chiba had to fetch water from the cold pool in the mountain stream every morning while the other monks were having their morning prayers.

The kitchen, also known as the incense kitchen, does not include the monks who are responsible for fixed duties such as lighting fires, cooking, buying groceries, and carrying things.

There were four novice monks who did odd jobs, two who carried water, and two who chopped firewood.

The two men carrying water were Qianye of the Jialan lineage and Qingdeng, a disciple of Elder Jinchi.

The other two woodcutters were novice monks named Qingjue and Qinghui, respectively, and were disciples of two other elders of Jinshan Temple.

As the sun rose higher, Chen Jing searched for useful information in Chiba's memories while pouring the last bucket of water into the water tank.

In the kitchen and woodshed, a pair of eyes that had been secretly watching through the crack in the door withdrew, and a chilling voice rang out: "Looks no different from usual. Can you be sure that Chiba has been possessed?"

A clear voice from the corner replied, "Confirmed! You know I deliberately made contact with the Garan lineage and am already familiar with Qianye's every move. If he hadn't been possessed, he wouldn't have dared to question Elder Jinchi."

The cold voice paused for a moment, then said with some worry, "Having possessed the only disciple of the Garan lineage, and starting with what we've accomplished in over three months, he must have used an identity token. He probably has the same goal as us, so we must make a decision as soon as possible."

A clear voice replied, "I know without you saying it. It's a mission we finally found. Better to kill the innocent than let the guilty go free."

"........."

After fetching water, Chen Jing returned to Jialan Temple, found a straw cushion to sit cross-legged on, and looked up at the statue of the Mahayana deity.

It is unknown which realm the form of the Mahayana Heaven belongs to, but Xuanzang certainly belongs to the category of human form, and the statues of gods at most reflect the spirit of human form.

While one may not become the second Xuanzang of the Yogacara school, one can use Xuanzang as a core template to condense a Buddhist image and pretend to be a Buddhist prodigy. Wouldn't that be more marketable than a fake product from the school that venerates Buddha nature?

“If a great master of the Yogacara school were to set aside his insistence on the true Dharma and instead promote the theories of the Buddha-nature school, he could fill the last gap in the Buddha-nature school.”

"This is what you call a truly flawless lie, an absolutely perfect sin. Just thinking about it is thrilling. Not to mention Xuanzang, even if Shakyamuni were resurrected and faced with this situation, he could only weep in sorrow and establish the precept that monks should not lie. Did he foresee the future through the eyes of Buddha?"

As a modern person.

Chen Jing was neither a Buddhist, a Taoist, nor a Confucian.

Unlike the Venerable Xuanzang, who had unwavering faith and did not care whether the one wearing the robes in Buddhism was a disciple of Shakyamuni Buddha or a disciple of Mara, this monk did not adhere to the same principles.

Knowing the true teachings yet transmitting false ones, one feels no psychological pressure whatsoever.

"........."

Of course!
This advanced gameplay was not invented by Chen Jing.

After the Yogacara school was destroyed and absorbed as a lineage, those abbots who outwardly promoted the practice of venerating Buddha-nature while secretly cultivating the true Yogacara teachings had already been doing this for a long time.

Therefore, they are not afraid of the resurgence of the Yogacara school at all. "You couldn't kill me when I was a fake, let alone now that I've become the real thing!"

Chen Jing possessed Qianye's body, making him a half-disciple of the Yogacara school, but he genuinely admired those who usurped the Dharma.

Wang Mang was simply a clumsy beginner; he only usurped the throne for a few decades. The real master is the one who usurps a thousand-year-old system.

Now forced to join the weakened Wei Fa Sect, and knowing the whole story, Chen Jing admitted that he did not have the wisdom to surpass Shakyamuni Buddha, and had no other choice but to join if he could not win.

"Chiba, why are you staring at the Mahayana statue with such a strange smile?" Monk Faji asked.

"I just think of all the interesting and fun things. To connect with others is a great joy in this world. Laugh when you're happy, cry when you're sad. My heart is pure and I don't care to hide anything from others," Chen Jing answered truthfully. "A monk doesn't lie, and this isn't just limited to words. Your understanding in this aspect is quite profound," Faji said.

One's true nature is lofty and disdainful of being hidden, yet it can be concealed, and one can even have two or three minds...

"........."

[The physiognomy system is based on the image of Xuanzang in Mahayana Buddhism, constructing a physiognomy according to Buddhist principles.]

As night fell, Chen Jing's consciousness once again withdrew from the world of cultivation and began to construct the second Daoist form of the Selfless Realm—the form of Buddhism.

The second time, you can skip the four steps of entering meditation, visualization, concealing the truth, and manifesting the saint. You only need to complete the four steps of constructing the form, dyeing the lotus, casting the heart, and imprinting the heart seal.

Moreover, with the experience of their first success and the assistance of the powerful and charismatic Wen Zong, there was virtually no possibility of failure.

[Beep, the image of Buddhism has been completed.]

In half an hour, the physiognomy system constructed the appearance of a Buddhist.

Chen Jing activated the Wenzong Heart Seal, manifested divine powers, and transformed into a true form, making his mind incredibly flexible.

The Buddhist concept was analyzed at an extremely fast pace. Once the lotus dyeing diagram was thoroughly memorized, the two minds were sealed with a brush and a heart seal.

Then came the lotus dyeing. This step of cultivation did not encounter any obstacles, but the subsequent heart-forging would require a little time.

However, after analyzing Xuanzang's journey to the West and the decline of the Yogacara school, Chen Jing could almost draw a mental map of him.

The original mind and the three minds remain in harmony. As the original mind lotus transforms into a chaotic color, the inner vision of a rosary composed of nine Buddhist beads materializes, absorbing all the colors of the lotus and transforming them into the Buddhist mind seal.

"........."

Side peak of Jinshan Temple, Jialan Temple.

Time in the cultivation world did not stop even after Chen Jing's consciousness withdrew.

On a dark and windy night, two masked men came from the main peak of Jinshan Temple to the side peak, and quietly approached the entrance of the meditation room of Jialan Temple with sharp blades in hand.

The shorter man peered through the window and whispered, "We've both stayed up this late, are you sure you're both asleep?"

The other person, who was taller, replied, "What entertainment can monks have after dark? Which player would stay up until midnight and not quit the world of cultivation?"

The short man nodded in agreement: "He's definitely withdrawn! When we make our move, we must be swift and decisive. Only when he realizes he can no longer descend into the cultivation world will he realize he's been a fool, not even knowing who should be held responsible for this."

The meditation room had a wooden bolt locking the door, but it wasn't just the Mahayana statues at Garan Temple that were in disrepair; there was also a large gap between the two doors of the meditation room.

The short man slowly inserted the knife into the crack in the door, lifting and moving it repeatedly until he easily opened the door to the meditation room. He then slowly pushed the door open wider, and the two men, gripping the knife handles, were about to sneak into the meditation room to commit the crime.

Outside the temple, a pale golden light appeared out of thin air, followed by a terrifying beastly roar: "Roar!"

The beast's roar was as powerful as an abyss or a prison, and the two thugs' minds went blank, their weapons falling uncontrollably to the ground.

Once they regained a shred of reason, they didn't even have time to think about how there could be a ferocious beast on Jinshan Temple, and they scrambled away from Jialan Temple.

(End of this chapter)