My ordinary path to immortality shouldn't end here.

Chapter 99 Old Monster White!
Nearly ten cultivators at the Upper Realm of External Aspect joined forces, while cultivators at the Middle Realm, Initial Realm of External Aspect, and Upper Realm of External Objects numbered in the tens of thousands. Although this number might only require a little more effort from an Upper Realm cultivator, the core of this siege was the Three Buddhas Salvation Formation.

Despite this formidable formation, they failed to even force Bai Chijing to reveal himself before being wiped out by the enemy.

Although no one witnessed Shiraichi Kage's actions firsthand, what secrets have remained in that desolate wilderness for thousands of years? Therefore, the identity of the person who made the move is quite easy to guess.

Moreover, they had already determined the location of Bai Chijing's true form, which was in the wilderness of Ning Dynasty.

In an instant, the name of Bai Chijing once again spread throughout the entire Yao Tian world!

More than a hundred years ago, Bai Chijing was killed by the heavens, and his name became widely known among mortals. Although a hundred years have passed and most of the mortals who had heard of Bai Chijing's name have passed away, his name still lives on.

Therefore, when Bai Chijing's name spread widely among mortals once again, someone started by saying "Old Monster Bai," and then it was spread by everyone who heard Bai Chijing's fearsome reputation.

"Old Monster Bai, that's quite fitting!" This was said by a cultivator who had lost relatives or friends in the three desolate cities. This type of cultivator was mostly a rogue cultivator or someone who wanted to curry favor with the Chanxin Buddhist Sect. They dared not speak ill of Bai Chijing directly.

More than a hundred years ago, Bai Chijing killed people openly and honestly. Even before the Three Tribulations began, he had only injured a handful of people, and all of them were passive attacks.

More than a hundred years later, although Bai Chijing lost his swordsmanship, his methods began to become unpredictable!
"That hateful old monster Bai!"

These words naturally came from the mouths of powerful forces in the Outer Heaven Realm. They hated Bai Chijing intensely, yet they couldn't even find a trace of him. At the same time, they also wanted to take revenge on Bai Chijing, but they were afraid that Bai Chijing would come knocking on their door.

So, that's the only way to refer to it.

They originally called themselves "White Thieves," but after the news spread to the three cities in the wilderness, they dared not do it anymore.

After all, the terrestrial immortals of the outer realms are now unable to manifest themselves in the human world.

"The Daoist Lord is acting as an accomplice to a tyrant!"

This is the sentiment of countless people within the immortal sects. If all the terrestrial immortals were present, how could they tolerate Bai Chijing's arrogance? A single powerful primordial spirit handprint would have crushed him from afar!
As for the sequence of events, it is naturally ignored by those who think this way.

However, this is beyond Bai Chijing's ability to perceive the mind.

It's simply human nature.

……

"My Heart Sect sought a favor from five temples of the Chan Heart Buddhist Sect. Except for the Bodhisattva Temple, the other four temples acknowledged the favor, which led to this attack against me?"

Meanwhile, Bai Chijing, whom no one could find, was inside a temple.

This is a Luohan Temple.

However, it is not the Luohan Temple within the Three Refuges City. This temple was built by Buddhist practitioners from the Luohan Temple within the Three Refuges City who came here to spread the Dharma.

This Luohan Temple has been built for less than a hundred years, and the oldest monk in the temple is ninety years old.

Because Buddhist practices don't extend lifespan much, but rather involve continuous reincarnations to accumulate merit, this monk, at ninety years old, is indeed considered very old.

At this moment, the old monk sat down in front of Bai Chijing and told him everything he knew.

When the old monk heard Bai Chijing mention "the tribulation of death," he didn't find anything unusual. After all, in the cultivation of immortality, once one reaches the external realm, the three external tribulations are usually tribulations that lead to death.

Furthermore, the message from Bai Chijing was that he had already passed through the five internal tribulations and was now being born for the three external tribulations. Therefore, the old monk subconsciously thought that Bai Chijing was referring to those three external tribulations.

The concept of celestial calamity is known only to immortals and the "ancestors" among the celestial messengers, even in the heavens.

This is no ordinary secret.

Then the old monk put his hands together, nodded and replied, "That is indeed the case. However, when did the Chanxin Buddhist sect owe my Xin sect a favor? That is not something I can know. After all, I have not yet been reincarnated. In Buddhism, I am someone who has not yet awakened to my own Buddhahood. No matter how high my merits are, I am still at the lowest level."

This old monk possesses the cultivation of the Outer Realm and Middle Realm. Even though Buddhist cultivation methods differ greatly from those of the Immortal Path, this old monk's talent is worthy of being called a prodigy.

If someone possesses such talent in the path of immortality at this age, their appearance will definitely still resemble that of a young man.

"Does dying quickly count as cultivation?" Bai Chijing couldn't help but be curious.

“While reincarnation can accumulate merit, if one’s Buddhist practice is insufficient, someone like me with a mid-level external appearance cultivation might only reach the initial external appearance realm in the next life. And if I cannot break through to the upper external appearance realm in the next life, my cultivation will regress instead of advance in the next life, falling to the external material realm,” the old monk said.

Bai Chijing nodded. It turned out that in addition to needing to die frequently, this Buddhist cultivation method also had a "performance assessment." If one failed to meet the assessment, their benefits and treatment would be reduced.

The old monk then spoke up, “Senior, I also know of a strange thing. The Chanxin Buddhist sect has five branches, but strangely, for more than a hundred years, the Bodhisattva Temple branch has been closed off, and even the subsequent transmission of the Dharma has stopped. In Ninghe City, there is an Arhat Temple, and in the neighboring Xuzhou City, there is also an Arhat Temple. Within a radius of a hundred miles, there are no less than a hundred Arhat Temples, and the other three branches are the same. Only the Bodhisattva Temple has only one branch in Sanguiyi City.”

"This is not surprising at all," Bai Chijing waved his hand.

"Isn't this surprising?" the old monk exclaimed in astonishment.

“More than a hundred years ago, the monks of Pusa Temple couldn’t control their mouths, so I killed the monk who was spreading the Dharma at Pusa Temple with a single sword. Then, Sui Tianchan overestimated himself and came looking for me, and I killed him in the northwest.”

The horrified old monk: "..." It turns out that before the person in charge of their Luohan Temple passed away in the three desolate cities, there was already a person in charge who possessed four lines of Heavenly Buddha poems who had died at the hands of Baichi Jing.
At this moment, the ninety-year-old monk finally understood why the various immortal sects of Yaotian and the mortal realm were so wary of Bai Chijing.

Without the presence of terrestrial immortals, Baichi Jing is unmatched.

"How did you develop greedy thoughts, and then suppress them?" Bai Chijing asked at this moment. He wasn't talking to the old monk for no reason.

He came to find out the reason why the Zen Buddhist sect was targeting him. He happened to meet this old monk, and although the old monk clearly recognized him, he did not ignore him like the others.

Although his mind can only be stirred by greed, which of the myriad thoughts in this world cannot be perceived and understood from the perspective of greed?

So, after the old monk respectfully greeted and bowed to him, Bai Chijing began to talk to him.

Specifically, they asked him if he knew the reasons why the Chanxin Buddhist Sect had done this in the three remote cities, and the old monk answered without reservation.

"The desire for greed?" The old monk was taken aback upon hearing this, for the question was so illogical.

However, the old monk did not dwell on this matter and instead chose to answer truthfully: "Because I want more, I have greater greed in my heart."

"Use a great desire to suppress a small desire?" Bai Chijing's eyes flickered slightly.

Because this was something he had never imagined before.

Indeed, he still needs to learn more.

In particular, learn more from the tribulations of that heaven!
"Before I became a monk, I was the youngest son of the three-year-old crown prince of the Qi Dynasty more than a hundred years ago..." Upon hearing this, the old monk wanted to explain his origins, because this was not an understanding that ordinary people could have.

However, Bai Chijing wasn't paying attention to this.

So, the old monk had barely begun his speech when Bai Chijing interrupted him: "You've made it so clear to me, do you need something from me? Tell me."

"Although I still have twenty or thirty years left to live, my master has ordained that I should die peacefully at ninety, so I have no choice but to pass away," the old monk said with some helplessness.

He could choose to live, but if he continued to live, he would not have a good end.

"After I am reincarnated, I would like to ask you to grant me the status of a disciple, or some other status that can free me from the entanglements of the Chanxin Buddhist sect..." the old monk continued.

After he finished speaking, he began to ignore Bai Chijing, because his greed could no longer be contained, causing Bai Chijing's mental form to bloom directly.

But the old monk did not die, nor did he neglect Bai Chijing.

Because Bai Chijing made his heart temporarily calm.

“Alright. I will come looking for you after you are reincarnated.” Bai Chijing nodded in agreement, because as long as the old monk’s fortune did not change much, he would be easy to find.

Over the past few days, through perseverance and hard work, Bai Chijing has finally mastered the method of observing qi and predicting calamities, which he obtained from Huai Qiaoqiao, and has now entered the realm of cultivation.

Once you master this method, everything in the world will suddenly appear different.

The world was filled with wisps of pale white aura.

These auras are precisely the essence of destiny.

Some sources of fortune are people. Other sources are inanimate objects, plants, or even human monsters and conceptual beings.

Regardless of their origin, the form and color of these sources of fortune are the same.

The only difference is in thickness and size.

For example, the old monk in front of Bai Chijing had a fortune as solid as a rock, as thick as a fist, resembling a pillar yet not a pillar, like an object yet not an object.

However, this kind of good fortune is not something the old monk possesses himself. He has such good fortune because there is an invisible force that is constantly enhancing his luck.

Bai Chijing initially thought it was from Luohan Temple, but after hearing him mention his origins, he realized it was due to the blessing of the Great Qi Dynasty. This was also why Bai Chijing wasn't interested in listening to him explain his background.

Because they've already "seen" it.

Ordinary people cannot possess such a blessing of good fortune.

Then, Bai Chijing left Luohan Temple in Ninghe City, stood on the Immortal Furnace, and flew towards Wuxin Sect.

Not long after Bai Chijing left the temple, the ninety-year-old Buddhist monk suddenly passed away. Upon learning this, all the monks in the temple were overjoyed, for this was the prophecy given to the old monk by the former abbot of Luohan Temple in Ninghe City.

"May you die peacefully at ninety, for the Buddha's teachings are boundless. Namo Amitabha!" Inside the Luohan Temple in Ninghe City, a group of monks chanted in unison.

After this news spread, pilgrims and believers from the surrounding area brought their families to the temple to offer incense. Some wealthy people in the city, seeing this, gained enlightenment in Buddhism. Overjoyed, they abandoned their wives and children, shaved their heads to become monks, and donated all their wealth to the temple.

(End of this chapter)