I See the Aura of the Great Emperor in All My Disciples

Chapter 1492: Chapter 1492: Son of Buddha Descends the Mountain! (1/5) Chapter 1492: Chapter 1492: Son of Buddha Descends the Mountain! (1/5) Inside the hut,

Ning Chenxin shared the vision of the Zhu Yan with Lu Changsheng.

Because Lu Changsheng had once told them that if they continued to find such rare beasts, they must tell him immediately.

Lu Changsheng, after learning of the existence of the Kun Peng, Xiang Liu, and Candle Dragon, had been harboring some doubts about this world.

Why would the rare beasts recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas appear in this world, and moreover, why were they exactly as described in the texts without any discrepancies?

If it was indeed someone’s intentional doing,

Then can it be understood that this world, too, has transmigrators from Earth of a previous life…

Who brought the rare beasts from the Classic of Mountains and Seas to this world?

Or perhaps, this world may have countless ties with Earth.

Upon seeing the image of the Zhu Yan, Lu Changsheng’s affirmative voice carried over from the other side.

“It looks like an ape with white hands and red feet, named Zhu Yan, and its appearance foretells great wars,” said Lu Changsheng. “Indeed, it is the Zhu Yan.”

It was an exact match to the records in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Hearing this, Ning Chenxin frowned and said, “Great chaos… however, when the Zhu Yan appeared, there was only a small-scale beast tide. That seems at odds with ‘great chaos’, doesn’t it?”

“It could very likely be just a precursor; perhaps in the near future there will be great turmoil.”

At a time like this, Lu Changsheng couldn’t help but suspect that this “great chaos” would be closely related to them.

“All right, just take care of yourself, and don’t go charging into a sect on your own again when you’re not strong enough like last time.”

Ning Chenxin nodded, “Don’t worry, Master, I am only here to confirm a few things, and to exchange ideas on Buddhist doctrines with others.”

Incidentally…

Lu Changsheng couldn’t help but cover his face in dismay.

If one had to choose the disciple that caused Lu Changsheng the most unease, it would certainly not be Ye Qiubai or Blackie.

But instead Ning Chenxin.

On normal days, Ning Chenxin seemed harmless to humans and animals, generally only becoming furious and striking out if one crossed certain lines.

But once those lines were crossed…

Ning Chenxin usually didn’t bother with being reasonable and would directly launch an attack.

Just like the last time he set foot on Buddha Mountain…

After the connection ended, Ning Chenxin stepped out of the wooden hut and looked towards the villagers of Hantu Village standing outside.

The village chief approached Ning Chenxin and suddenly cast aside his crutch, bent his knees, and attempted to kneel before Ning Chenxin.

However, when he was halfway down, he found he could not kneel at all, as if an invisible force was holding up his knees.

Ning Chenxin simply said, “There is no need for kneeling.”

The village chief looked up at Ning Chenxin, trembling as he asked, “But… but, Immortal Master, you’ve helped us so much, not only resolving the soil issue but also dealing with the beast tide. You’re like a Guardian God to our Hantu Village, is it really okay not to kneel?”

Ning Chenxin’s smile was placid and light, “I helped you because you were innocent and should not suffer such catastrophic punishment, that is all; there’s no need for any recompense from you.”

“If you wish to follow a path, you should not believe in a person, but rather believe in the core philosophy of the path and put it into practice.”

Ning Chenxin’s words reverberated like the flowing of a clear spring through the hearts of the villagers.

At that moment, faith in Buddhism began to dissolve and be gradually replaced.

The thought process of ordinary mortals is quite simple.

Whoever is good to them, ensuring food and protecting their lives, that person or that person’s words hold a significant place in the hearts of mortals.

Ning Chenxin now played that role.

And this scene was observed by the statue of Buddha at the center of Hantu Village…

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Meanwhile,

On the highest mountain of the Buddhist Sect, within a glittering golden main hall, on both sides of the hall stood eighteen statues of Arhats shining with golden light.

And directly in front was an enormous golden Buddha!

Under the Great Buddha, an elder who looked as weathered as ancient wood was seated cross-legged on a meditation cushion, his hands brought together in prayer, his lips moving slightly as he intoned incomprehensible Buddhist sutras in a slow chant.

Suddenly, the sutras came to a halt.

The elder dressed in red and gold Kasaya opened his eyes, which were clouded yet seemed as if they could penetrate everything in this world.

“Da Bei, since someone wishes to debate the Dao with us Buddhists, you may go.”

A voice echoed in the great hall.

“Yes.”

After a breath of energy shot towards the base of the mountain,

Several other elders dressed in Kasayas walked in quickly, stood with hands pressed together in front of the Buddha statue, and then looked towards the elder and said, “Abbot brother, is it necessary to involve Da Bei in such a small matter?”

“That’s right. Da Bei is currently at a critical stage in his enlightenment, and the Faith Power has been adequately prepared. Why send him out at this crucial moment?”

Abbot Jingxuan, however, closed his eyes once more and spoke, “True understanding does not solely rely on Faith Power. Since he has been in that realm for so long already, perhaps going out and moving around might have a different effect.”

Hearing this, the other elders exchanged glances. Abbot Jingxuan held the most revered position within the Buddhist Sect and was the person in charge of the entire Buddhist faith as it stood.

His words were generally not taken lightly by these elders.

And it was at the moment Abbot Jingxuan spoke these words,

The bells of hundreds and thousands of Buddhist temples across the mountain peaks of the Buddhist Sect began to ring in unison!

All the temple-heads upon hearing this continual ringing immediately sat cross-legged on their meditation cushions and fervently chanted the Buddhist scriptures.

The Son of Buddha departs from the mountain!

Their sutras turned into beams of golden light, streaming to the waist of the main peak of the Buddhist Sect, coiling around a dignified and solemn man in plain clothes.

He looked quite ordinary at first glance.

Yet those profound eyes, as if they had witnessed the vicissitudes of life, still shone with clarity.

Surrounded by the swirling Buddhist light, he appeared extremely sacred!

The man stopped in his tracks, facing the main hall of the peak, hands pressed together in prayer, “Amitabha Buddha…”

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And this never-ending sound not only echoed throughout the territory of the Buddhist Sect but even reached the entirety of the Cangxuan Continent!

All the top warriors could faintly hear the distant bell tolls.

Those standing at the pinnacle of the Cangxuan Continent… or it might be said, the Chaos Realm, couldn’t help but turn their gazes towards the Buddhist Sect.

“The Son of Buddha has emerged… It seems the Buddhist Sect is also growing impatient.”

“Heh, those old baldies finally couldn’t sit still anymore?”

“The struggle of the grand era, it does look interesting.”

Within some ancient neutral sects and aristocratic families,

In a courtyard intertwined with spatial rifts, an elder gestured to the man before him.

“The grand era has begun, you should go and make your mark as well.”

The man nodded, and immediately the space around him twisted, vanishing from the spot.

Elsewhere, a place shrouded with towering flames, where the force of the flames enveloped everything: the trees, the ground, the air, everything was swirling with fire.

“Go and contend with those people outside.”

“Understood.”

Scenes like these were occurring among various top sects and venerable aristocratic families.

…

In the village of Cold Soil, Ning Chenxin seemed to be waiting for something as he taught the villagers about spiritual cultivation.

When he heard the bell toll, Ning Chenxin stopped the instruction and looked towards the outskirts of the village.

“Has it finally come…”

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PS: There are a total of five chapters, four of which I’m still writing (including one owed for the 1st, 2nd, 3rd, and yesterday’s two chapters)

I only got home in the afternoon and will sleep after I finish the five chapters.