Narration System for the Journey of Martial Arts

Outside the array, which resembled a golden pearl, endless black and red yin energy, ghost energy, resentment energy and other energies gathered into clouds. All Xuanzhu could see were endless black clouds.

"Hehe! This is really going to be a big deal. Since there's no turning back, we can only succeed and not fail, or we'll be living under divine punishment for the rest of our lives!"

The young monk Xuanzhu withdrew his gaze, ignoring the prying eyes of the ghost cultivators from beyond the boundary. His Buddhist Bodhi Heart spontaneously stirred, and as he chanted the sutra in a low voice, the Bodhi Heart Purification Mantra dispelled all distracting thoughts, allowing him to enter a state of tranquility.

The next moment, with a wave of his hand, the ghost cultivator in the Formless Realm unleashed a swarm of ghosts behind him, their ear-piercing sound waves reverberating through the great formation, creating a tremendous cacophony in his ears. Gusts of mournful wind also rose, accompanied by the howling of ghosts and wolves, causing the great formation to undulate continuously. Specks of golden light and black flames clashed against each other, sweeping across the heavens and earth.

Xuanzhu couldn't help but raise an eyebrow, secretly glancing at the golden bodies of the eighteen Arhats that were being condensed beside him. He felt relieved to see that unwavering will, as steadfast as a mountain, effortlessly blocking the ghosts and converting them in the opposite direction.

"It's a pity that the Shaolin Temple's lineage has been cut off, and the Eighteen Arhats are not a good fit for the profession; if we could invite the illusory image of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva to descend and condense a ray of Buddha's light into a golden body, it wouldn't be impossible to flatten this Tianyuan." Xuanzhu muttered to himself while keeping his Bodhi mind in mind.

Just as he was muttering to himself, the ghost cultivator waved his hand, and hundreds of thousands of Yin soldiers behind him swarmed towards the great formation at the same time. Xuan Zhu's heart tightened, and he immediately activated the great formation. Hundreds of thousands of Yin souls chanting scriptures around him shouted in unison, and then raised their weapons to fight with the enemy.

As more and more Yin soldiers were torn apart and transformed, the golden bodies of the Eighteen Arhats became increasingly striking, as if real Arhats had descended upon this place.

Amidst the overwhelming clashes and battles of the vengeful spirits, the young monk Xuanzhu remained composed, employing various combat techniques, including confrontations and sneak attacks, as if he were a seasoned veteran of the battlefield.

"I was the lunatic of the Earth Arena back in the day. When it came to large-scale battles, no one could be as shameless as me when it came to playing Three Kingdoms."

As more and more ghost cultivators and Yin soldiers appeared outside the formation, Xuanzhu not only paid no attention, but also manipulated the formation more meticulously, striving to bring more Yin soldiers into the formation for salvation, so as to help the eighteen Arhats achieve their Dharma forms.

For a time, the two sides were evenly matched, and there was a sense of mutual respect between them. Of course, this was just the little monk Xuanzhu feeling good about himself; the ghost cultivators outside the formation wished they could skin him alive, tear out his tendons, and drink his blood.

As the great formation continued to expand, the number of Yin soldiers quickly exceeded ten million and headed toward thirty million. Even the golden bodies of the Eighteen Arhats could no longer sit idly by. Under Xuanzhu's command with the help of the great formation, the three golden bodies of Arhats moved at the same time and attacked the ghost cultivators.

Meanwhile, countless natural disasters from Earth, rushing to the bottom of the abyss, stopped in their tracks upon seeing the endless dark clouds and the countless, blackish-red yin energy.

Unfortunately, once you've come, leaving isn't so easy!

Seeing that this monk actually had reinforcements, the later-arriving Ghost Kings of the Formless Realm waved their hands, sending a group of ghost cultivators with Yin soldiers to directly charge forward;

In an instant, the natural disasters, with nowhere to advance or retreat, also became ruthless. So what if we're ruthless? Who are we afraid of? Thunder and fire clashed, and the swords flashed and poisonous smoke flew everywhere.

In this way, the Xuanzhu under the abyss was given a chance to catch its breath.

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"How are you? Can you still hold on?"

A voice came from the jade pendant on Xuanzhu's chest.

"Don't worry, with all these supplies you've sent, I feel that the complete formation of the golden bodies of the Eighteen Arhats won't be a problem," Xuanzhu said, lowering her eyes.

Su Rongrong chuckled twice and said, "Don't be careless. Ghost cultivators who can cultivate to the level of Earth Immortal are not fools. They will make their move soon. Don't let yourself be caught off guard."

The young monk Xuanzhu said, "How could that be? Who am I again? We're confident in this regard."

Su Rongrong was silent for a moment, then said, "Are you really planning to sacrifice yourself?"

Xuanzhu did not hesitate at all and said:

"Now that things have come to this, there's no need to think about those unnecessary things anymore."

"I refuse to believe that the full force of the Sinful Sea Formation cannot activate the Bodhidharma Golden Bowl. If that's really the case, then it's fate, and you and I are destined to be without the Tathagata Palm."

"If I can activate the Golden Bowl, I will be a great contributor to Shaolin. With the Golden Bowl protecting me, it will be difficult for you to kill me."

"Alright, enough nonsense. When I shatter the Eighteen Arhats Formation and destroy this Heavenly Abyss, that will be the time for you to activate the Sea of ​​Calamity Formation."

"Whether the whole plan succeeds or not depends entirely on you, so don't you dare to mess it up."

After saying that, Xuanzhu cut off the connection and focused on presiding over the great formation, fighting against the endless stream of Yin soldiers and ghost cultivators.

After a long time, a piercing ghostly howl resounded throughout the bottom of the abyss. Invisible sound waves swept across, and many Yin soldiers, low-level ghost cultivators, and human cultivators were powerless against the sound waves. Their protective magic treasures and bodies turned to ash.

Faced with this scene, the young monk Xuanzhu activated the great formation. Behind him, a Buddhist chant and a tiger's roar rang out, and the waiting Arhat statue and several other Arhats simultaneously charged towards the enemy.

"What a pity. If it had been a little later, the Dharma Image could have accumulated more power. Sigh! None of these old guys are fools," Xuanzhu sighed.

As soon as the Tiger-Taming Arhat and several other Arhats appeared, layers upon layers of Buddhist light rippled outwards. With a single Buddhist chant, the Great Compassionate Buddhist Light bloomed like a golden lotus, instantly creating a blank space within a radius of hundreds of miles. Countless ghost cultivators transformed into Buddhist light and merged into the Dharma image.

Before the demon cultivator in the Earth Immortal Realm could get angry, the Tiger-Taming Arhat spurred his tiger, and with a pounce, he charged towards the demon immortal.

"Buzz!"

The moment the two sides clashed, the immense power surged like cannonballs splattering the ground, creating vacuums wherever it passed. All beings below the Earth Immortal realm were reduced to ashes in the aftershocks of the battle.

As the two sides fought hand to hand, soul to soul, and Buddha's light against ghost, all kinds of magic were rendered futile in the face of such immense power.

"So powerful!!!" Xuanzhu exclaimed to himself.

I never imagined that this golden body, which has no intelligence but still radiates a trace of Arhat Buddha light, would be so amazing.

The next second, Xuanzhu couldn't help but feel regret. The Shaolin Temple's lineage had been severed, and he knew nothing. Otherwise, he wouldn't have wasted all the Buddhist techniques of this golden body.

Chapter 667 Bodhidharma's Descent

As a ghost immortal at the Earth Immortal Realm appeared, seeing that Xuan Zhu was truly isolated and helpless, and realizing it wasn't a trap, a ghost immortal quickly appeared on each side of the great formation.

Immortals and gods do not speak with mortals; even the ghost immortals whom the natural disasters despise the most are still immortals.

As the two ghost immortals attacked simultaneously, two enormous, pitch-black hands formed in the sky above Tianyuan. Burning black and red ghost flames covered the sky and earth, like shooting stars. A graze would cause injury, and a collision would result in death. A single flame could ignite a cultivator, turning them into ashes and destroying their entire cultivation in an instant.

Immediately, two enormous ghostly hands swept across the abyss, and cultivators descended like rain, leaving streaks of light and color in the pitch-black abyss, proving that they had been there.

Immediately, the two giant hands closed together and exploded. A jet-black pillar of light, like a stabilizing needle, pierced the abyss. Rays of black light shot out in all directions like laser beams. The last remaining cultivator, filled with resentment, unwillingly turned into light and departed.

The black beam of light, imposing and carrying a vast expanse of ghostly energy, pressed down upon the golden body of the Arhat.

"Buzz!"

A tremendous wind pressure descended from the sky, causing the Eighteen Arhats Formation to tremble violently. The golden Arhats fighting on the outside dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Once the Buddha's light fades and the golden body dissipates, the eighteen Arhats are powerless to stop the three ghost immortals who have the advantage of timing, location, and popular support.

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Faced with this scene, the young monk Xuanzhu had a sudden thought and summoned back the golden statues of the Arhats who were outside. He glanced at the motionless golden bowl of Bodhidharma beside him.

"Amitabha!"

"All sentient beings are like this, all possessing Buddha-nature. Taste is also like this, but it is covered by the thicket of afflictions, so countless sentient beings cannot see it, not even Arhats, Pratyekabuddhas, or Bodhisattvas."

"If a virtuous man or woman were to use the fire of wisdom to burn away all the thickets of afflictions, they would see their Buddha-nature, just as no one can reach the snowy mountain, and therefore no one can see it."

“Good man, all sentient beings possess Buddha-nature, but it is obscured by afflictions, so they do not know or see it. Therefore, one should diligently cultivate skillful means to sever and destroy afflictions.”

As the chanting began, golden flames ignited on the bodies of countless Yin soldiers and ghost cultivators who had been converted within the great formation. These flames transformed into wisps of Buddhist light within the Buddhist light, converging towards the golden bodies of the eighteen Arhats.

As the yin spirits supporting the great formation dissipated, the formation's range gradually shrank, eventually occupying only a radius of several dozen miles. However, the formation also became more stable and indestructible.

Faced with this scene, the three ghost immortals not only did not approach, but instead moved further away, their gazes coldly fixed on the Xuanzhu in the formation.

With a wave of his hand, tens of millions of Yin soldiers howled in unison, their enormous wails echoing below the abyss, as they rushed toward the great formation, not caring if they were reduced to ashes in a single encounter.

"You guys are ruthless!" The little monk Xuanzhu opened his eyes and raised his middle finger.

The three ghost immortals paid no attention, their blood-red eyes coldly watching everything, letting the yin spirits and Buddhist light fight against each other, dissipating the power of the formation.

"I am willing to dedicate my life to repaying the suffering of the three lower realms; to cast aside the burdens of fame and fortune, and to forget the worries of the mundane world."

As the final words fell, golden flames ignited around Xuanzhu. With a smile, the flames merged with the golden bodies of the eighteen Arhats. The next second, an unparalleled light illuminated the heavens.

"Buzz!"

A dazzling yet gentle golden light, like a sun, burst forth beneath the abyss. Within a radius of ten thousand miles, a profound sense of compassion and joy lingered endlessly in the abyss.

Within a vast expanse of thousands of miles, where nearly a hundred million Yin spirits had gathered, countless Yin soldiers and ghost cultivators stood there dumbfounded under the Buddhist chants. All their desires were expelled from their bodies by the Buddhist light, and they joined their hands in prayer within the light, chanting the Buddhist mantra in unison.

The next moment, sensing the dissipation of Xuanzhu's energy, the power of the long-brewing Sinful Sea Formation manifested above Tianyuan. At this moment, the boundless poison of the seven emotions and six desires transformed into a huge, indescribable, towering white jade pillar, which, under the gaze of countless people, was firmly nailed to the bottom of Tianyuan.

'Boom! '

Everyone instantly went deaf, all sounds and sights quickly faded away, and their souls were scattered.

Wherever the towering white jade pillar passed, all cultivators, Yin soldiers, and ghost cultivators not under the Buddha's light shattered silently, their souls scattered, and were completely erased from the world; countless natural disasters on Earth turned into light.

Faced with this attack from a supreme celestial being, the three Earth Immortal Ghost Immortals were completely and unsurprisingly killed. In an instant, countless Yin spirits and ghost cultivators turned into Yin energy, creating vortexes in the abyss below.

The Heavenly Jade Pillar-like Formation of the Sea of ​​Sin passed through the Sea of ​​Yin Qi without hesitation, piercing straight into the deepest part of the Heavenly Abyss.

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Faced with this earth-shattering blow, the young monk Xuanzhu abandoned all his desires, leaving only the purest joy and compassion that transcended the suffering and happiness of all beings.

Just as his soul was about to transform into a rainbow and depart, the bowl on the ground in the center of the great formation, which had been completely still, emitted rays of golden light. Mixed with the pale golden Buddhist light, it was particularly eye-catching.

"May I, upon attaining perfect enlightenment, liberate all sentient beings from the cycle of birth and death, freeing them from the suffering of birth, old age, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, encountering those we hate, and not getting what we desire;"

"May my compassion and wisdom, when I attain perfect enlightenment, awaken the minds of all beings and guide them toward the path of liberation."

"May I, upon attaining enlightenment, use the Buddha's teachings to liberate beings from the suffering of hell, guide them across the sea of ​​suffering, and lead them to the realm of ultimate bliss."

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With each Buddhist chant, two Bodhi trees, seemingly carved from gold and jade, gradually appeared above the golden bowl. One tree was withered, the other flourishing, and beneath them sat an old monk cross-legged.

"Namo Amitabha Buddha..."

As the old monk proclaimed the command, the golden bowl automatically rose and floated in the old monk's palm. Amidst the myriad golden rays, countless swastikas scattered, and countless yin spirits that had been scattered by the Tongtian white jade pillar gathered again and flowed into the bowl.

The old monk remained as still as a mountain. As he chanted scriptures in a low voice, swastikas were raised beneath the towering white jade pillar. Golden rays of light swirled along the pillar and turned it golden.

Countless golden lotuses bloom, their boundless compassion and peace permeating the heavens and the abyss.

Golden lotuses bloom, and the indistinct chanting of the old monk spreads across the bottom of the abyss, uprooting the yin energy and resentment from the yin soil and transforming it back into a pure land of Buddha.

One by one, the lonely ghosts and ghost soldiers sat cross-legged on the golden lotus. As the old monk chanted the sutra, each verse transformed a wisp of yin energy into Buddhist light, until it all turned into peaceful energy, which then drifted towards the Buddhist Pure Land within the golden bowl.

As the abyss became a Buddhist land, the golden lotus climbed up the cliffs on both sides, leaving a trail of crimson gold in its wake.

Until the endless golden light shone along the white jade pillar to the sky, turning the sea of ​​sins into a golden expanse, and golden lotuses bloomed in the sea of ​​sins, and all kinds of flowers of the seven emotions and fruits of the six desires withered under the golden lotuses.

As the golden lotuses bloomed, the young monk Xuanzhu, who was about to transform into a rainbow, was imbued with the golden lotuses, turning his soul into a golden hue. Various Buddhist mysteries blossomed in his heart, and the lotus shadows reached the sky and reflected the sun, forming a bright red '卍' on his forehead.

"Namo Amitabha!"

As the beings of Tianyuan proclaimed their will, Su Rongrong, who had almost been assimilated by the Great Array of the Sea of ​​Sin, was separated from the Great Array of the Sea of ​​Sin under the guidance of the Golden Lotus, and could leave the array at any time.

Su Rongrong naturally understood what kind of great power this was, but it was not what she wanted. She gritted her teeth, and as soon as the thought arose, the golden lotus petals fell one by one.

Sensing Su Rongrong's resolute heart and unwavering resolve, the old monk opened his eyes for the first time, glanced at the Great Formation of the Sea of ​​Sin, and then transformed into a beam of Buddhist light, carrying Xuanzhu's soul and the Golden Bowl, heading towards the Central Divine Continent.

Chapter 668 Su Yuchen's Arrangement, Xuanzhu's Fate

Deep in the South China Sea, Su Yuchen watched this scene quietly through a round mirror.

You have met Bodhidharma of Zen Buddhism (who attained perfect enlightenment).

[There was a Buddha named Bodhidharma who comprehended the Buddha's perfect enlightenment, which is neither withered nor flourishing, neither born nor dying, neither false nor true.]

As long as the good intentions of all beings persist, Bodhidharma will never perish.

This method receives the blessings of all beings and cannot be assimilated by the Taoist patriarch's concept of self and other; however, even Bodhidharma had no power to resist or save the world, and could only seek his own liberation from afflictions in the space between the unreal and the empty.

This method is entangled with the karmic causes and effects of sentient beings, preventing them from transcending it, and is therefore not pleasing to the Buddha.

[Bodhidharma has appeared in the world. The Dao Ancestor of the Lingkong Immortal Realm, with his other-self consciousness, pays attention. He chooses to observe coldly from the sidelines, waiting for the day Bodhidharma transforms into a world.]

[The Shaolin Temple in this world received the Dharma transmission from Bodhidharma, and its lineage is complete. Although it has not transcended, it is also not assimilated by the Dao Ancestor's concept of self and other.]

[You modify and occupy more of this world's future, you permeate more of the world's foundation, and you occupy more of the present in the river of time and space, thus solidifying your foundation.]

Su Yuchen's body was a harmonious blend of Yin and Yang, filled with chaos, transcending the world and standing above the river of time and space, isolating himself from the outside world, severing the last possibility that the Dao Ancestor's other self could glimpse him.

Only after that ray of gaze disappeared from the world did Su Yuchen return to the present world.

"The Supreme Being does nothing yet accomplishes everything. Once I have refined the Dao Ancestor's thought, how could I possibly not tolerate a righteous path of enlightenment?"

With a thought, the illusory river of time and space of this world appeared beside him. In the distant future, in addition to the Buddhist sect, which originally belonged to both Buddhism and demonism, there was a Shaolin sect that existed yet did not, and the two coexisted without conflict.

Feeling an even deeper connection between himself and the world, Su Yuchen shook his head. It wasn't time to meet that person from the Spirit Void Immortal Realm yet.

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"Junior Li Xiaochen requests an audience!"

Outside the quiet room, Li Xiaochen's voice rang out. As soon as Su Yuchen had a thought, the restriction automatically lifted.

As Li Xiaochen stepped into the meditation room, Su Yuchen couldn't help but nod. The other party's Dao heart was pure and untainted, outwardly subdued by external forces and inwardly practicing his own Dao. He had already reached the peak of the Yuan Dan realm and was only one step away from entering the Nascent Soul realm.

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Looking at the old monster in front of her, Li Xiaochen immediately lowered her head, not daring to meet his gaze. The more she cultivated, the more she could feel the terror of this old monster, as if it were a bottomless abyss with no end in sight.