Mythology

Chapter 182 Completed Fusion [Pure Demon Buddha]

"Vashmita, Vasumitala, Potala..."

Yang He closed his eyes and silently recited the contents of the Anatta Sutra. The sound was heard in the Niwan Palace, and the candles in the granary burned rapidly.

As the lamp oil burned out, the granary fell into pitch-black darkness.

Only a little light came through the gaps between the doors and windows.

"He... actually dares to practice the Unselfish Birth Story?!!"

Mingyuan was in disbelief and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Although the Jataka Sūtra cannot be considered a profound Taoist tradition, Yang He had never been exposed to any Buddhist scriptures before, nor had he mastered the Five Precepts. If he rashly practiced it, he would only end up in death.

A rustling noise was heard, and the source was Yang He's head.

"Isn't he afraid of external evil entering his body?"

Mingyuan prepared a large amount of resources for the Anatta Sutra. Just getting started takes at least seven days and seven nights, and any carelessness will lead to death.

“If you seek the best and most wonderful blessings and give alms, you should be kind and not kill, and be free from jealousy…”

An extremely dense yin energy burst out from Yang He's body.

A flash of inspiration.

The extremely mysterious rhyme of Tao circulated among the yin energy, carrying with it inexplicable strange visions.

There were piles of white bones on the walls and the ground. Each bone was extremely white, like jade but not jade, which gave Mingyuan endless reverie.

Mingyuan's eyes widened, and his pupils split into two.

"Nine-phase Skeleton Body!!!"

The Nine-Aspect Skeleton Body is the most superior innate wisdom in Buddhism. In Taoism, it should be called the Immortal Body of Corpse Transmigration, which is inferior.

The scene changed, and a large number of fireflies were flying among the white bones, emitting a faint light. For an instant, Mingyuan seemed to see the boundless Buddha light of the paradise.

“Forty-eight thousand insects cultivate their bodies of merit!!!”

"Another innate wisdom. Although not as good as the Nine-phase Skeleton Body, it is impossible for ordinary mortals to get a glimpse of it."

The fireflies dispersed, and the strange image transformed into a ground full of pythons. They looked up at each other and swallowed the Buddha's light, then shed their scales and grew horns, turning into corpse dragons.

Eventually, a swarm of ghosts ate everything, and the strange phenomenon disappeared.

"Nagabananda's dragon body! Asura's incarnation!!"

Mingyuan had a numb expression. In Taoism, innate wisdom is called a natural immortal body, and it is said that only the spiritual children favored by heaven can possess it.

He has been practicing with Master Guangjing in Bailong Mountain since he was a child. According to the long-standing understanding, innate wisdom is one in a million, and it is very difficult for multiple wisdoms to be melted into one.

As a result, the man in front of him completely overturned this perception.

"Why?"

"Why did he come to Xianghuo Town to practice the Scripture of the Unselfish Birth Story?"

Mingyuan's eyes turned red, he really couldn't understand the reason. Even if Yang He wanted to become a disciple of a saint, it should be easy.

As long as you are willing to speak, you will be offered a teaching that is a hundred times more profound than the Birth Story of Anatta.

But in the end he chose to refine and give alms to ghosts?
Doesn't he know.

Once the alms-giving ghost is refined, it is very likely to become the cauldron of the Immaculate Buddha? ! !

Mingyuan was stunned for a moment. The state of mind that he had gained through years of meditation began to crack, and he couldn't help but let out a mixture of crying and laughing.

"Come!"

Yang He proceeded to the second step smoothly. His consciousness circulated along the meridians and then turned into a silk thread extending out from the Yintang acupoint.

The Anatta Jataka Tales is an alternative method of possessing another body.

The next step is to carry out the soul burial, and according to the steps recorded in the Jataka Tales, the donor ghost will be dismembered part by part.

Because of the lack of Sanskrit, the risks were far greater than usual.

Mingyuan stared at Yang He intently, as if he had foreseen the latter's death, which might be his only chance of escape.

When Yang He suffers backlash, he will become a monster more terrifying than the alms ghost.

"If I can send out my spiritual consciousness and contact Master to kill this man together, maybe I can obtain some of his internal organs and bones to refine weapons."

Mingyuan swallowed his saliva. Innate wisdom is the best material for refining Buddhist treasures.

"and many more."

"The Immaculate Buddha is the only disciple of Nuwa who has retained his sanity. If he angers the saint, he will most likely die."

"Can I obtain this supreme bone with four innate wisdom roots?"

Mingyuan knew that the chances were slim, but he still couldn't help but have distracting thoughts. Greed flashed in his eyes and his breathing became heavy.

Sanskrit was visible on the surface of his skin, but the color of the Sanskrit changed from gold to black.

The handwriting also became distorted and disordered.

An indistinct whisper sounded in Mingyuan's ears.

Sanskrit is a special ghost accommodated by Buddhist monks. Once stimulated, it will turn into a demon in the heart and gradually devour the body and soul.

Mingyuan didn't notice anything at all, his attention was all on Yang He.

He noticed that Yang He had begun to dismember the alms ghost.

The chanting echoing from the Niwan Palace became more and more intense, mixed with the screams of the alms-giving ghost.

"Shut up!"

Yang He narrowed his eyes, and the Bushi ghost dared not make any sound. Then the Shi ghost's four arms grabbed the Bushi ghost tightly and cut it.

The Great Sun Ghost Domain was unconsciously used, and the sun transformed by the pupil ghost hung behind his head.

The cold and dampness disappeared in an instant.

Mingyuan sensed the breath of Buddhism in the Great Sun Ghost Realm.

"Who...is he?"

“He doesn’t seem to be a Buddhist, but he has a certain connection with me.”

Mingyuan didn't know that the Three Heavens Miaowei Heavenly Eyes that Yang He had practiced were taught by Ma Shan. Even though he later changed to practice the Nine Refined Gu Worm Technique, the pupil ghost still retained the flavor of the Buddhist karma fire.

The spiritual consciousness passed across the back of the giving ghost.

As the flesh and blood fell, thick smoke and dust rose. Yang He's soul exhaled the smoke and dust, and had a connection with the Immaculate Buddha.

He found it marvelous, as if, spanning three thousand years from ancient times to the present, his real body was face to face with the Pure Buddha, or it was as if he was face to face with himself.

"Well."

"The Scripture of No-Self has reached this point, and it seems to be of no use to me."

If Yang He follows the rules, he only needs to absorb the aura of the Immaculate Buddha obtained from dismembering the alms-giving ghost, and his body and soul will be closer to the Immaculate Buddha.

"But it doesn't make sense for a small player to shit on the head of a big player."

"The next step should be..."

Yang He smiled and somehow communicated with the Immaculate Buddha.

boom.

The yin energy surged up and down.

Mingyuan came to his senses in panic and pressed close to the granary door.

Yang He was looming in the yin energy, and at the same time, two strange figures descended and stood on the left and right of the former.

"Something is wrong! He...did not practice according to the Śūraṅgama Sutra!!!"

Mingyuan recognized a figure on the left, like a rock statue, with a compassionate smile on his face. It was the Immaculate Buddha.

The figure on the right was only about eight years old, and was dressed like a prince of the Shang Dynasty.

"What does he he want to do?!"

"The Jataka Sutra is not like this. How can you tamper with the Buddhist tradition?!"

Mingyuan was so frightened that his inner demons stopped acting up. He retched for a long time and collapsed to the ground with powerlessness, blood flowing from his mouth and nose.

He watched helplessly as the Immaculate Buddha and the Ghost Prince merged into Yang He's body.

The two regular characters are just shadows.

However, Yang He could feel that the mass of his flesh, blood and bones had doubled out of thin air, but he did not feel any discomfort, as if the three were originally one.

The Ghost Prince gradually disappeared, and the Immaculate Buddha began to show some of the Ghost Prince's characteristics.

"This is a deep fusion, and the real body must be used as a medium."

The ghost body of the underworld merges into the pure body.

Yang He had never inherited a pure body before, and now his true body also possesses this immortal body, but without the previous drawback of being unable to accommodate ghosts.

【Pure Ghost Body】

[Once mastered, the body and soul will be between human and ghost, and any magical method practiced will be perfectly compatible with it. Consuming the life span can promote the improvement of the method, and as the life span is exhausted, the organs and limbs will gradually become ghosts. ]

[The Immaculate Ghost Body can be stripped by consuming the Spiritual Vision]

"As long as you don't repel the three ghosts, it's fine. As for consuming your life span to increase your cultivation."

Yang He could vaguely know how long his life span would be. His real body would only last about three hundred years. He was not Shen Yi, so there was no need for him to burn his life to practice.

Time in and out of the world of allusions is still, and asceticism is the right way.

[The deep integration has been completed. The permanent character "Ghost Prince" can no longer be played. Part of the identity background is retained, the Great Shang Dharma Seal is retained, and it is integrated into a new permanent character "Pure Ghost Buddha"]

“You…you you you.”

Mingyuan pointed at Yang He in disbelief, his face full of absurdity and confusion.

Yang He is still the same Yang He, and there is no sign of him getting closer to the Immaculate Buddha.

but……

Mingyuan pointed his trembling index finger at his forehead and frantically performed the "Cause and Effect Sequence", a Buddhist method that could infer the origins of others.

The previous cause and effect sequence had no effect at all, and Yang He seemed to appear out of thin air.

There is no past, no future, no present.

Mingyuan used it again and the result was completely different.

"Am I crazy?!!"

"The order of cause and effect shows that this person is the Immaculate Buddha!!"

"No, the Immaculate Buddha is him!!!"

Yang He stood there with a smile on his face, and he had already known Ming Yuan's thoughts through the pupil ghost.

After completing the deep fusion, the Immaculate Buddha is me, and I am still me, the only Yang He in the past three thousand years.

[Pure Demon Buddha: According to rumors, Nuwa used yellow mud to make a human figure, leaving fragments in the world. Some of the fragments were refined into a statue. Its spirit worshipped Nuwa, and the statue sometimes descended to the world to ward off disasters. In one life, it was the son of Queen Jiang, named Yang He.]

Yang He scanned the background information and found that the Ghost Prince was not completely wiped out, but became a part of the background of the Immaculate Ghost Buddha.

"Well, Queen Jiang's connections have not been wasted."

Yang He's true body can sense the Immaculate Buddha at any time, and the latter is like a Dharmakaya outside the body.

"Why not complete the deep fusion of the corpse Taoist child before the blood pit ghost starts?"

"never mind."

Yang He turned around and gave up the idea.

He had a hunch that the more permanent characters that were deeply integrated, the more difficult it would be, not to mention that the Third Prince and Wen Dao Ren were deeply involved.

Moreover, the three permanent characters are still very important for The Investiture of the Gods.

"Don't kill me! I won't tell anyone!!"

Mingmu knelt on the ground and kowtowed, his skull was shattered and blood was flowing all over the ground.

Yang He looked outward thoughtfully. The other thirty-one novice monks had already begun to study the Jataka Sūtra.

"anyway."

"The Nine Netherworld Su Nu in the valley shouldn't be her real body, right?"

Jiuyou Su Nu should have been trapped in Nuwa Palace forever. Even if she appeared in the main world, she should have become a ghost.

"Could the corpse of the immortal in the valley be a fake from Xianghuo Town?"

Yang He realized that another opportunity to influence the main world from the world of allusions had come, but the only question was whether he should intervene.

(End of this chapter)