I built the Jade Capital with the Netherworld

Chapter 110 The Secret of the Human Skin Book
After seeing Zhao Wuji off, Lu Wujiu turned around and returned to the bedroom. The moment the door closed, his figure disappeared without a trace.

The next second, his figure appeared out of nowhere in the Black Snake Garden.

He shook his robe, sat cross-legged in the courtyard, and took out the Guangxuan human skin presented by Zhao Wuji to study it.

The way Guangxuan practices is extremely evil. All his strength is on human skin. Although the person is dead, the skin is intact, but it is as black as ink. There is no longer the majestic power of the golden scroll that adorned it and suppressed all the practitioners.

However, even so, this piece of human skin can still be regarded as a treasure from heaven and earth, just like the skin, bones and soul of a monster.

The fact that Zhao Wuji was able to obtain this human skin and deliver it at the right time shows how smart he is.

In fact, Lu Wujiu was also very coveting this human skin, but he was unable to do so. To be on the safe side, he turned a blind eye to it.

Now that he had obtained Guangxuan's human skin, he was naturally excited, and the human skin book in his body appeared.

At such a close distance, the human skin book appears calm as water, but in fact, only Lu Wujiu can sense the undercurrents hidden within it.

This suddenly reminded him of the Avatamsaka Sutra, the treasure of the Xuanlu Temple.

It is said that this magic book was written using the skin of a bodhisattva.

It has been missing since the destruction of Xuanlu Temple. Could it be that the human skin book is this demonic scripture "Avatamsaka Sutra"?
Thinking that Lao Lu Temple was a branch of Dong Yuan Sect, and that Dong Yuan Sect and Xuan Lu Temple were entangled, many guesses emerged in Lu Wujiu's mind.

After a long moment, he gently shook his head. At this point, the truth was no longer important. This world was full of coincidences and chances.

He reached out and stroked Guangxuan's skin, infusing his magic power into it, and all he saw was darkness and chaos.

There was a deadly plague emerging from human skin.

"Did the blood used when carving the human skin mix with the plague, changing its properties?"

Lu Wujiu murmured briefly, and with an idea in his mind, the magical energy of the demon spread out. The plague that had long been integrated into the blood in the human skin slowly melted away, revealing the surface of the human skin embellished with golden scrolls.

This time, magic power was injected into it, and the golden scroll, no longer covered by the plague, was like a pearl that had been washed clean and shone with dazzling brilliance.

A mysterious feedback came into his mind.

He discovered that these golden scrolls could be freely combined and arranged, and different combinations would display different majesty.

But he didn't practice this art and had no idea how to arrange the golden scrolls.

Just when he was about to try it randomly, he suddenly discovered that when he lost control of them, these talismans would naturally follow a certain pattern and arrange themselves in a natural rhythm.

The source of the power that drives its rhythmic arrangement is none other than the human skin book.

In other words, the human skin book is like a giant magnet, attracting the golden scrolls on Guangxuan's human skin and arranging them according to specific magnetic poles.

In just a moment, all the talismans gathered on the human skin chest, forming a regular cube.

It looks exactly like a thangka!
As the magic power was injected, a deep corridor emerged from the thangka. When his spiritual sense probed into it, Lu Wujiu was shocked. He found a palace in Guangxuan's human skin.

A palace that can only accommodate thoughts and souls, very much like the underworld in the human skin book.

"Is this... the truth about the human skin book?"

Lu Wujiu's heart was pounding as his consciousness stepped into it.

The palace in Guangxuan's human skin is not a palace, but it looks more like a maze with layers of high walls nested inside.

Stepping into it, passing through layers of high walls, and reaching the core, you will see a huge lotus bud about to bloom. On the lotus seat, a figure wearing a Taoist robe but a cassock is sitting cross-legged.

Looking closely at his face, it was none other than the Great Elder of Dongyuan and the headmaster of Xuanlu Temple - Guangxuan!
As if he realized the visitor, he suddenly opened his eyes. When he saw Lu Wujiu, his eyes widened in horror, with an expression of disbelief on his face.

After a long moment, he finally suppressed his inner shock and said with a wry smile, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. So, Fellow Daoist Lu is the Immortal Master Zhao Wuji mentioned! I should have understood this long ago. If he were a true independent cultivator, how could he ignore the Mansion Contract, reject the Way of the Sword, and even remain indifferent to the Pure Yang Sword Master?"

Lu Wujiu saw through the true nature of Guangxuan's remnant soul at a glance and said calmly, "Where is this?"

Guangxuan said: "Daoyou can open the mandala and purify the world, so why ask when you already know the answer?"

Lu Wujiu smiled and said, "I don't practice Buddhism. I don't know how to practice Buddhism. I think it's like a mountain between us. Fellow Daoist, why don't you tell me in detail? Perhaps... I can spare your life and send you to reincarnation!"

Guangxuan's pupils suddenly shrank, and his voice trembled slightly: "Are you serious?"

Lu Wujiu said: "It depends on your performance!"

Guangxuan's face was in a state of uncertainty, but he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll tell you! This place is the pure realm of the Tantric mandala, also known as the mandala, the altar of Buddhist practice..."

Tantric Buddhism is a very ancient school of practice.

Its practitioners, also known as the Vajrayana practitioners, visualize the physical body as a mandala, with the deity residing on the [lotus seat of their own mind]. With time and practice, they can transform into Buddhas.

As for how to achieve perfection over time?

It is divided into internal and external dual cultivation!

The path of external cultivation lies in the physical body. There are different schools of thought on how to cultivate: some cultivate the skin, some cultivate the bones, some cultivate the flesh and blood, and some even cultivate the filthy excrement and urine.

The way of inner cultivation is to purify the realm of the mandala, guide the masses, liberate all living beings, and convert all living beings to attain higher levels.

Guangxuan didn't quite understand this.

Because the inheritance he obtained was only at the fifth level, if he wanted to obtain the next step of cultivation method, he had to open the door to the world.

That is to say, four gates are opened on the four walls of the [Lotus Seat of Self-Mind] below the seat, leading to the Pure Land of Bodhisattva, or the supreme being of Buddhism - Mahadeva, and then you can obtain the next step of practice.

It is said that due to different inheritances and different understandings, the doors to the world that are opened up are also very different.

If you open the Great Freedom Heaven, it is equivalent to obtaining the favor of the Taoist Ancestor of Xuanmen.

If you open Mahakala, you will obtain the inheritance of the Buddhist God of War.

……

It is said that there is great terror between life and death, and this is vividly demonstrated in Guangxuan. In order to prove that what he said is true, he even offered an illusory human skin.

This piece of human skin clearly records the inheritance of Xuanlu Temple.

Or it can be said to be the tradition of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism.

Lu Wujiu glanced at the illusory human skin, then looked at Guangxuan and said seriously: "Reincarnation is against human ethics. Tell me, what do you want to do in your next life?"

Guangxuan was startled, then overjoyed. After a moment's hesitation, he said, "I'm fine with either. Of course, if Immortal Master is comfortable with this, I prefer ferocious beasts like wolves, tigers, and leopards!"

Lu Wujiu laughed: "Are you going to imitate Zhao Wuji?"

Guangxuan bowed and said calmly: "Master, your eyes are as sharp as a torch."

Lu Wujiu nodded: "No problem, once I find a suitable target, I will help you reincarnate."

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and the Yin energy gushed out, swept up Guangxuan's remaining soul, and left Guangxuan Pure Land.

After he collected Guangxuan's remaining soul, he did not rush to send it for reincarnation. Instead, he began to flip through the illusory human skin.

This piece of human skin is similar to a book offered as a sacrifice. If Lu Wujiu was not in charge of the human skin book, it would be impossible to read it.

In other words, it will only exist in the "Mandala Pure Land".

After reading it carefully, he found that the records were almost the same as what Guangxuan said, except that there were countless more details.

For example, how to cultivate the body?
How to carve a curse seal, also known as the golden scroll, with blood?

Even how to arrange the seals?

……and many more.

The content is very mixed.

The method of collecting blood and engraving curse seals opened his eyes.

The method of collecting blood is to hold a Dharma assembly and use special scriptures to guide believers into a pious state and actively donate their own blood.

Thus, you can take away the fortune of all living beings and turn it into your own.

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu was even more amazed at the meticulousness and cruelty of the Tantric Buddhist methods.

However, he wasn't very interested in this method, but was quite interested in utilizing Guangxuan's human skin. Logically speaking, Guangxuan's power was fully concentrated within the human skin, and if one could master the method of utilizing it, they should be able to inherit Guangxuan's power.

Unfortunately, with Guangxuan's death, the Yuan Qi gathered in his skin also dissipated.

So much so that the Guangxuan human skin now looks more like a magic weapon. How much power it can exert depends on Lu Wujiu himself.

After gaining a general understanding of the practice methods of Tantric Buddhism, Lu Wujiu then went to the Black Snake Garden.

He found Liu Qingtan and asked about the progress of land leveling at Lao Lu Temple. After confirming that Liu Qingtan had no problems for the time being, he immediately stated that he needed to go into seclusion for a period of time.

"Sir, you can rest assured in your retreat. Don't worry about Lao Luguan. If anything really happens, I can ask Lao Lushan God for help!"

Liu Qingtan said obediently.

"That's good! This retreat will last at least seven or eight days, and at most three to five months. If there's an emergency, you can burn this talisman."

Lu Wujiu nodded, left a talisman, and went into seclusion.

This time, the reason why he solemnly warned Liu Qingtan was because he planned to study the Tantric Buddhism.

It’s not for Guangxuan’s human skin, but for... the human skin book.

The source of his power is almost entirely in the human skin book. He is really worried because he doesn't understand the nature of the human skin book.

After entering the human skin book, he immediately took out the illusory human skin and began to comprehend it carefully.

During this period, if there is anything unclear, release Guangxuan to ask.

With the foundation of practicing the Acalanatha meditation, although it was the first time for him to comprehend the power of Buddhist Tantric Buddhism, he was able to get started quickly.

At this point, Lu Wujiu stopped abruptly and turned to use this method to search for the human skin book.

He guessed right, the human skin book was indeed a thing of Tantric Buddhism.

As the Buddhist teachings operate, the essence of the human skin book emerges.

"Crash!"

The human skin book with the inscription of the Three-Food Immortal Bookworm has turned into a wordless book as the story unfolds in the underworld.

However, when the power of Tantra surged into it, a series of mantra seals emerged.

Their number is tens of thousands times greater than Guangxuan's human skin, so it does not look like a curse seal, but more like countless tiny golden stars, flickering on the surface of the page.

"This is... Bodhisattva skin!"

With just one glance, Lu Wujiu judged the specifications of this object from the number of curse seals, and was immediately shocked to the point of his scalp going numb.

A bone-chilling chill rushed into my mind!

He was silent for a long time, his mind moving at will, and the golden scroll on the human skin book began to move slowly.

Until it turned into a square thangka Buddhist formation.

A deep corridor emerged from the center of the square Buddhist formation.

Lu Wujiu took a deep breath and stepped into it. The corridor was deep and seemed to have traveled through thousands of miles, and it seemed to have shrunk the earth into an inch. He arrived at the pure realm of the mandala in a blink of an eye.

A huge palace, its borders almost reaching the horizon, appeared before our eyes.

Seeing this, Lu Wujiu's heart skipped a beat and he felt like he was looking up to a mountain.

I even had the cowardly urge to turn around and run away.

"Whoo-"

He took a deep breath, suppressed his fear, and walked away.

The long road gave him enough time to think and even observe!
He was surprised to find that in this mandala, there was no Buddha's light or five powers, but the air was filled with a strong yin energy.

This was a detail he hadn't noticed when he first entered and was too nervous.

The walls of the palace are engraved with arhats, monks, strong men, evil spirits...but these pictures are all broken, giving people a sense of lifelessness.

Yes, they were clearly paintings, but Lu Wujiu felt that they had once been alive, but were now completely dead.

As he observed, he gradually moved closer to the center.

After a long time, he stopped.

Through the wide-open archway, he had already seen the lotus seat of his own heart and a blurry figure sitting cross-legged on it.

Lu Wujiu's face turned slightly pale, and he couldn't help licking his lips and continued walking forward.

"Da da da……"

With the rhythmic sound of footsteps, Lu Wujiu walked closer and closer, and the figure on the lotus seat became clearer and clearer.

Lu Wujiu's steps became slower and slower, his pupils dilated, and he blurted out the quintessence of Chinese culture.

"Hold!"

Then he saw himself sitting cross-legged on the huge lotus throne that was more than nine feet high - Lu Wujiu!

He was wearing an imperial dragon robe, with a bookworm crawling at his feet, and a human head in the bookworm's mouth. Judging from the appearance of the human head, it was none other than Judge Zhou.

When Lu Wujiu approached, Judge Zhou's head suddenly opened its eyes, glaring at him.

This attracted the bookworm to bite and chew madly, and also attracted Lu Wujiu to open his eyes and watch.

When their eyes met, Lu Wujiu understood everything in an instant.

The Sishu Keyilu once said:

——The book is immortal, and the spirit is immortal.

He has never been able to understand this sentence, and doesn't know what the "immortal God" actually refers to?
Now he understands.

The god here refers to the original deity sitting on the lotus.

The original body is immortal, which means the spirit is immortal. Even if the soul is destroyed, it can be reborn in the human skin book.

As his thoughts surged, his soul transformed into a stream of light and escaped into Zuo Lian's body, then he opened his eyes.

This time, the human skin book has no secrets.

He saw the underlying structure of the human skin book - the mandala realm, saw the underworld above the mandala realm, and saw the tens of millions of mantra seals that made up the human skin book.

He also saw the true nature of Judge Zhou, who was the true incarnation of the human skin book.

In other words, under the ritual of the librarian, the owner of the human-skin book gradually merged with Judge Zhou and became the only "god" in this world. He was eventually devoured by bookworms, completing the substitution.

Lu Wujiu raised his hand, and the bookworm swallowed Judge Zhou's head. Its body quickly shrank, and it crawled along his feet, up his body, and landed in his palm, waving its two long tentacles as if asking for credit.

He stared for a long time, then gently turned his hand, and the bookfish fell down again, turning into a mount and crawling beside him.

"call--"

He let out a light breath and looked at the high walls of the palace around him, only to see that four large doors had already been opened on the four walls.

The difference is that these four doors are all sealed with curse symbols.

Lu Wujiu stared intently at the eastern gate. The curse seal could not block his eyes. Behind the gate, he saw a mandala of pure land.

In the center of the Pure Realm Palace, on a lotus seat, a pile of flesh and blood was twisted into the shape of Guanyin sitting on a lotus, with her head bowed in meditation.

He seemed to have sensed Lu Wujiu, and suddenly woke up, turned his head to look over, and let out a shrill scream.

"You, you're not dead?"

"help me--"

(End of this chapter)