My ordinary path to immortality shouldn't end here.

Chapter 98 How could he only write two lines of poetry for the Heavenly Official?

Such a scene is naturally bizarre and unusual.

The city was full of living people, none of them were different, but the city was full of practitioners, some sitting cross-legged, some dozing and smiling, some lying down meditating. No matter what form they were in, they were all corpses.

Strangely, there wasn't a single scratch on these corpses.

It should be understood that this Heart Buddha Domain itself can intimidate all demons and monsters, let alone the nearly 1,700 cultivators gathered there. Although more than 1,600 of them were only at the Outer Material Realm, and less than 100 were at the Outer Manifestation Realm, and the highest cultivation level was only at the Middle Outer Manifestation Realm, they absolutely should not have died so silently!
Outer appearance, outer appearance! If you can't win, can't you at least unleash your outer appearance before you die?

Those who cultivate themselves can manifest their outward appearance in just a moment.

When Bai Chijing was first struck by the Heavenly Slash, he was confident that he could kill a cultivator at the Upper Realm of External Objects by casually throwing a mortal iron sword, but he was not confident that he could kill a cultivator at the Initial Realm of External Appearances. The fundamental reason for this was this.

External manifestation can withstand most attacks!

After all, external appearance itself is an evolution of the evil spirits.

However, after only a brief period of commotion in the face of such strange events, the cultivators and disciples of the Zen Heart Buddhist Sect who had arrived entered the city.

Firstly, because there is a ready-made Buddhist mind domain here.

The formation of a Buddha-mind realm is not as simple as setting up an array; it requires traces of ordinary people's lives, Buddhist rituals, and practitioners preaching Buddhist scriptures to invoke the power of the Buddha.

Secondly, this batch of cultivators not only has a larger number at the Outer Appearance Realm, but several of them have also reached the Upper Outer Appearance Realm!

And, this time, the nameless Kong Wuming also arrived!

This is a Buddhist disciple who possesses four lines of poems inscribed by the Heavenly Buddha!

Looking across the entire Yao Tian human realm, in this current era, there are only four people who possess these four lines of poetry inscribed by the Heavenly Buddha.

These four people were the four leaders from four temples of the Chanxin Buddhist sect.

The poem inscribed by the Heavenly Buddha was equivalent to the poem inscribed by the Heavenly Official. If it weren't for the appearance of Baichi Jing, the arrival of the Chanxin Buddhist sect would have been a complete and utter crushing defeat for the Yaotian mortal realm.

These three hundred years before and after will be the era of Zen Buddhism!
Therefore, the group simply disposed of the corpses and began to explore the secrets of the ancient city. Their aim was to uncover these secrets and find out the cause of their fellow disciples' deaths.

Everyone is very enthusiastic about it.

Many people have already suspected that some amazing ancient treasure might have been unearthed in this ancient city!
There are precedents for this.

In an instant, countless people were tempted by greed.

However, no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find any secrets in this ancient city. This ancient city did have many secrets in the past, but they already knew all of those secrets, and they had absolutely no connection to the ancient treasure they suspected.

Therefore, after learning that more than a thousand practitioners had previously engaged in a lively exchange of cultivation experiences and bartering, this group decided to follow suit.

They began to exchange.

Then very quickly, good things that couldn't be bought with Zhou Yin appeared here.

This is quite normal, since items like Zhou Yin are only valuable in the hands of independent cultivators. And all the cultivators in this ancient city right now are from prominent families in the cultivation world.

Next, they exchanged their experiences in spiritual practice.

Because most cultivators had benefited greatly from the previous barter system, they were all very much looking forward to this grand exchange of cultivation experiences.

In this unique atmosphere, the purpose of their visit was completely overlooked by these cultivators. The name Bai Chijing hadn't been mentioned in this ancient city for quite some time.

After several days of this exchange, one of the practitioners suddenly couldn't help but shout out, "If I hear the Way in the morning, I can die content in the evening!"

At this time, it should have been the time for the sun to rise.

The reason this cultivator uttered these words was that he had inadvertently seen the words written on the ground and couldn't help but say them aloud.

As the words fell, most of the cultivators present wholeheartedly agreed.

They have cultivated themselves to this day, isn't it all for the sake of seeking the Tao?
They all nodded in agreement.

Those who disagreed naturally wouldn't do anything to spoil the mood and would simply echo the sentiments.

Then, at that very moment, the sun, which had been hanging high in the sky, suddenly set behind the mountains.

The world was shrouded in darkness.

There was no light in sight.

It felt as if, in that instant, night had truly fallen.

"not good!"

Although Kong Wuming was not as good as Sui Tianchan, he still possessed four lines of poems inscribed by the Heavenly Buddha. Even though his cognition had been affected by his own greed, he still came to his senses.

However, realizing this at this point was ultimately too late.

The area around him was already littered with corpses. A gust of wind blew, carrying a chill, and carried the souls of all the cultivators in the area, whether they were immortal cultivators from the Immortal Sect or Buddhist cultivators from the Zen Heart Buddhist Sect, to the underworld.

In Kong Wuming's vision, he finally saw a figure sitting right next to him!

This figure had been watching them exchange goods for the past few days and listening to their heated discussions and exchanges about cultivation.

“Bai Chijing!” Kong Wuming was naturally familiar with this figure.

However, he could only utter this one name, because his golden body and primordial spirit soon had no choice but to go to the underworld.

boom!
Heaven and earth seemed to sense this, and a golden lotus bloomed in the void. It seemed both sorrowful and joyful.

This is an unusual phenomenon that only appears after the person who possessed the Heavenly Buddha's inscription has fallen.

Bai Chijing casually filled the cup of tea in front of him, then raised it high, but didn't drink it, just casually spilled the tea.

This is a memorial service for the practitioners who died here.

As all these cultivators died, the darkened sky instantly returned to its original state.

Bai Chijing stood up and slowly walked out.

He walked through the city, brushing past many mortals. These mortals all saw him, but after they turned their heads, they could not remember who they had just seen.

Bai Chijing stepped onto the Celestial Furnace, and this celestial treasure transformed into a gigantic mountain, gradually flying away.

This scene was naturally witnessed by everyone in the city.

However, in the next instant, these mortals completely forgot about the matter and continued with their previous activities. Peddlers roamed the streets and alleys, restaurant waiters shouted their wares, blacksmiths clanged their weapons, workers bustled about, the powerful acted arrogantly, and the privileged lived leisurely lives…

As for the corpses of those cultivators who died in this city, they were ignored by the people of this city.

Those who cultivate possess spiritual energy contained within their flesh and blood. Even after death, they do not decompose as quickly as mortals. Therefore, it will be at least several years before the people here discover these corpses…

There are three cities in this desolate wilderness. These three cities seem to have made a pact with the evil spirits of the wilderness; once the gates are closed at night, no one is allowed to enter.

As for daytime, even if those evil spirits are powerful enough to travel during the day, they will not appear during the day.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be so many ordinary people living here.

These three cities are home to many cultivators, including Buddhist practitioners from the Chanxin Buddhist sect and cultivators from other immortal sects. As for the cultivators who originally lived in these three cities, there were not many.

Even if you include all the independent cultivators, the three cities still can't gather five hundred cultivators.

However, this number is already quite large. In other places, there might only be a dozen or so cultivators in a city.

Furthermore, these were about ten cultivators, most of whom were at the initial stage of the External Realm.

Meanwhile, in the other two cities in the wilderness, there were about three thousand cultivators each. The main force consisted of Buddhist disciples from the four temples of the Chanxin Buddhist Sect, with a smaller number coming from various immortal sects.

As for independent cultivators, although there are some, there are fewer than a hundred of them in total.

Bai Chijing wasn't in a hurry to go to these two cities because neither city had a leader. Although there were a few people at the Outer Appearance Realm in each city, neither had completed the Eight Tribulations, nor possessed the ability to compose poems for Heavenly Officials, so Bai Chijing didn't pay them much attention.

Within these two cities, there are also Buddhist realms.

This time, however, Bai Chijing's entry was not like a drop of cold water falling into a bowl of hot oil. He simply walked in like an ordinary person.

His Celestial Furnace hangs high above this city.

However, none of the cultivators within this city paid any attention to the heavens.

A few days later, the mortals in the two remaining cities in the wilderness were unaffected, but the cultivators from all sides who had entered these two cities were all reduced to corpses.

The souls of tens of thousands of cultivators were all sent to the underworld by Bai Chijing in a lively and festive manner.

If he knew how the Myriad Souls Banner of the Demon Lord's Palace was forged, and did not care that this Myriad Souls Banner was not powerful enough, then he could use it to create a supreme demonic treasure.

The Myriad Souls Banner, as a supreme treasure of the demonic path, is actually a growth-type magic weapon that can transform along with the refiner's cultivation level.

Therefore, the best time to refine this demonic treasure is when a cultivator is in the initial stage of the Outer Manifestation realm.

In this way, by the time he entered the ranks of immortals, the Myriad Souls Banner in his hand had already undergone three transformations. Not only had the souls within it been enhanced, but the power of the entire Myriad Souls Banner had also reached a level that could threaten terrestrial immortals.

Therefore, cultivators in the Demon Lord's Palace will not attempt to refine the Myriad Soul Banner if they cannot achieve the initial stage of the Outer Manifestation realm.

To avoid the situation where it's tasteless to eat but a pity to throw away.

The deaths of over ten thousand practitioners in a short period of time, even if most of them were Buddhist practitioners from the Chanxin Buddhist sect, would still cause a huge uproar in this world of Yaotian.

After all, just because the people in these three cities overlooked it doesn't mean that those connected to these cultivators would overlook it as well.

So, after failing to make contact for a long time, these people went to three cities in the wilderness, and then... naturally, they discovered the corpses.

For a moment, the world was shocked!
Those who knew the truth were terrified!
Tens of thousands of cultivators, led by an eighth-level cultivator with four lines of Heavenly Buddha poetry, set up the Three Buddhas Salvation Formation, but all of them died instantly!

The three Buddha-fields still exist, and the Three Buddhas Salvation Array can still be activated, but it is no longer possible to perform the salvation function.

Such a grand formation requires a large amount of incense offerings.

"Bai Chijing!"

In the realm of Yao and the mortal world, various forces have once again redefined our understanding of Bai Chijing.

"This scenery of Baichi... are those two lines of poetry written by a celestial official?"

"How could he only have two lines of poetry written by the Heavenly Official?"

Countless people couldn't help but have this thought.

(End of this chapter)