novelapdf Chapter 210 True Immortals Follow the Clouds
Chapter 210 True Immortals Follow the Clouds
"The conscious mind has not been completely stripped away; only a few remnants of cognition remain."
The Mind Monkey's Dharma Eyes shone brightly as he began to contemplate his plan.
Now, Chen Sanzang's primordial spirit is in charge, and although his conscious spirit has been released by the inner demon, it can only play a supporting role.
With his current temperament, if he were to start practicing internal alchemy again, it wouldn't be impossible for him to complete the process within an hour.
Unfortunately, this is ultimately just an illusion; the true body is still outside, so there is no way to truly make the Mysterious Pearl take shape and Taiyi return to its true form.
However, if this primordial spirit grows stronger, it will be able to better grasp the consciousness formed by the knowledge of the past and present lives of the original body when it retrieves the Dao Fruit in the future.
The conscious spirit and the original spirit are not mutually exclusive; rather, the conscious spirit is an acquired spirit, and everything originates from cognition. It cannot enter the realm of the original spirit, which transcends inherent cognition and examines itself like an observer.
Therefore, they are easily disturbed by acquired emotions, but the primordial spirit is in charge, and joy, anger, sorrow and happiness are all pure and unadulterated. Everything is based on the most authentic nature, and they are not trapped by acquired emotions, so their hearts are not tainted by dust, and therefore they are harmless to the Dao.
After pondering for a while, Xin Yuan headed towards Chen Sanzang's location. He needed to create an opportunity to get to know Chen Sanzang so that he could invite him to seek immortality together.
However, this process cannot be too fast.
The monk Minghe has only just begun to teach Chen Sanzang Buddhism; having only studied two scriptures so far is far from enough.
Only after he has transmitted the Heart Sutra, the Lotus Sutra, and the Diamond Sutra will his role as a tool be fully fulfilled.
That will be the time for me to seek out my true self and pursue the path to immortality together.
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the other side
The old man with a long beard, white eyebrows, youthful face, and white hair on Fangcun Mountain sensed Chen Sanzang's spirit spying on him and immediately felt a connection.
With a wave of his sleeve, a divine light traversed thousands of miles and entered Chen Sanzang's brow.
Chen Sanzang was struck by the divine light and immediately felt dizzy and swayed, almost falling to the ground.
It took me a long time to realize what was happening.
Chen Sanzang's face was solemn: "The immortal abode of immortals, the Taoist family that lives as long as heaven, what a sacred realm of the Three Pure Ones. Could it be the abode of immortals? No wonder I felt a connection to this place. Among the thirty fruits on that tree, the true Dao fruit is hidden. If I could eat that true Dao fruit, I might be able to ascend to immortality on the spot."
Although Chen Sanzang also longed for that fruit, he did not truly covet it.
There are still some problems to deal with right now.
Chen Sanzang finally calmed his mind and felt a chill creep over him.
The golden cudgel suddenly appeared in his hand, and with a light tap, he knocked away the incoming flying sword.
Feng Qingzi's eyes were bloodshot: "What kind of evil magic did you use to destroy the demons of the Desire Realm?"
Chen Sanzang did not answer, but looked at Feng Qingzi with a calm gaze, a murderous intent rising in his heart.
The killing intent wasn't intense, but it was pure, as if killing Feng Qingzi was simply something that should be done.
Chen Sanzang knew that this must be related to the so-called past life that his master Mingxing had mentioned, but he knew nothing about the past life, nor did he know why this person wanted to kill him.
But none of that matters. If they want to kill me, they have to pay the price.
Chen Sanzang's understanding of Buddhism was superficial, and he did not believe in the idea of "laying down the butcher's knife and instantly becoming a Buddha."
He simply wanted to retaliate against those who treated him this way with the same attitude and methods.
The golden cudgel grew several feet in an instant, and then, with a wave of Chen Sanzang's hand, it slashed down fiercely with the sound of wind and thunder.
Feng Qingzi was surprised by Chen Sanzang's decisiveness. Without wasting a word, he directly struck him with his staff.
He immediately tried to leap away to avoid it.
But when he tried to move, he found that the space around him was like a swamp, and he could only move a tiny bit no matter how hard he tried.
Chen Sanzang's strike seemed simple and unadorned, but the space around Feng Qingzi was completely locked, leaving him no way to dodge.
"Pfft~"
With a single blow, Feng Qingzi, who thought he had the upper hand, couldn't even withstand a single blow and was instantly reduced to a cloud of blood mist.
Upon seeing Feng Qingzi's miserable state, the monk Mingxing couldn't help but utter a Buddhist chant: "Amitabha, forgive me, forgive me~"
But at this moment, Chen Sanzang, who had "killed" Feng Qingzi, looked even more solemn.
Although he smashed his enemy into a bloody mist with a single blow, he could sense an even more powerful life force brewing within the blood mist.
Chen Sanzang immediately spewed out true fire, intending to burn the cloud of blood mist to ashes.
But as soon as the true fire touched the blood mist, a burst of spiritual light rose up.
The monk Mingxing, who was chanting sutras to pray for Feng Qingzi's soul, felt a sudden tightness in his chest when he saw the unexpected turn of events.
Then he grabbed Chen Sanzang and sped off westward in a flash.
He ran while cursing, "You're really a fearless newborn calf! There's a celestial soul hidden in that blood mist, and you're just standing there dumbfounded, do you think you're tired of living?"
Before the monk Mingxing had run far, a Taoist with a stern face slowly materialized.
"You little rascal! You're really quite dishonest. As a physical weapon, you secretly possess a technique to suppress the soul. Taking advantage of my weakness after descending to the mortal realm, you shamelessly tricked and ambushed me, trapping me in a corner! However, I am the one chosen by the patriarch to descend to the mortal realm. This is the inevitable course of events, and how could you possibly change it? In the end, you let me out!"
After muttering to himself as if no one else was around, the Taoist priest turned his gaze to the fleeing Mingxing Chen Sanzang and his disciple.
"The new Path Master? Hmm? This is within the Sacred Realm of Reincarnation? He's actually a reincarnated being? But he looks somewhat familiar?"
The Taoist priest examined the man carefully for a moment, and a thought struck him.
He suddenly remembered that when his friend Han Zhizhenxian invited him to eat dragon meat, he had seen a mortal cultivator who could see into the celestial realm.
The man's appearance bore a striking resemblance to the child before him.
The Taoist priest's brow instantly relaxed: "So it's you! I was saying we'd meet again after a thousand years, but it seems our fate has skipped a thousand years! Heh, interesting, very interesting!"
After saying this, the Taoist priest walked unhurriedly toward Chen Sanzang and Mingxing, who were fleeing.
He didn't walk fast, but each step covered hundreds of meters.
In just a few steps, he arrived behind the monk Mingxing.
Mingxing, the monk, sensed that the person had caught up behind him. His legs swung so fast they were practically smoking, and his speed increased again, determined to leave the person behind.
But now that his Buddhist teachings are severely suppressed, how can he be a match for this true immortal?
The Taoist priest reached out his right hand and with a light grab, he managed to seize the fertile field surrounding Monk Mingxing.
It then shrank smaller and smaller until the entire landmass landed in the Taoist's palm. By then, Mingxing was already the size of an ant, and no matter how fast he sped up, he couldn't escape the Taoist's palm.
After realizing he had fallen into the Taoist's palm, Chen Sanzang whispered to Mingxing, "Master, there's no need to run anymore."
Just then, the Taoist moved his palm to his eyes, and a head as large as a mountain suddenly appeared in front of Mingxing.
He was so frightened that he immediately stopped in his tracks.
With a quick glance around, he realized that the two of them had already fallen into the supernatural power of the immortal soul before them.
He immediately shielded Chen Sanzang behind him, looking at the immortal soul before him with a look of resignation.
Daoist Suiyun paid no attention to Monk Mingxing. He simply looked at Chen Sanzang quietly and said, as if discussing something, "The Patriarch sent me to obstruct the Dao, but how should I do it? I think it would be easier to just annihilate you completely, body and soul. What do you think?"