I'm in Shrouding the Heavens Practicing Eternal Life

"Please speak, Holy Son. As long as it's not a secret of our Buddhist sect, we will open the doors of convenience for you."

Abbot Whitebrow preemptively blocked any chance, understanding that such a genius could not be recruited into Buddhism, so profound Buddhist teachings certainly couldn't be shown to him.

"I've heard that the Buddhist sect has the Great Buddha Heaven Bodhisattva Realm, a special spiritual world. I wish to observe it."

Upon hearing this, Abbot Whitebrow nodded and said, "Amitabha. It's natural that the Holy Son wishes to observe it, but there are many Bodhisattva Realms. I wonder which one the Holy Son wishes to see?"

"There are many?"

"The Bodhisattva Realm is based on the power of faith and radiates outwards. Therefore, ordinary ancient temples can only encompass a small region. By entering deep meditation within the Bodhisattva Realm, one can enter it spiritually."

Abbot Whitebrow explained, then continued, "Of course, our Mount Sumeru's Bodhisattva Realm can cover the entire Western Desert. One can enter from anywhere, but there are still differences in proximity. The closer one is to Mount Sumeru, the easier it is to enter. If one is on Mount Sumeru, where the power of faith is concentrated, one can even enter with their physical body. Within it are spiritual imprints left by our Buddhist predecessors."

"Please lead the way, Abbot."

"Since the Holy Son wishes to see it, then follow me."

This was indeed a legacy of the Buddhist sages, a virtual world created based on the power of faith, leaving behind the spiritual imprints of the sages. Moreover, because it was supported by vast faith, there were actually various unique spiritual landscapes in addition to the sages' imprints, which were of great benefit to cultivation. This was all built upon the faith accumulated by Mount Sumeru over hundreds of thousands of years, a spectacle unique to Buddhism.

As long as they didn't look at the imprints left by the Buddhist sages and just looked at the entire spiritual world, the Buddhist sect wouldn't be so stingy. After all, not everyone could build such a spiritual world; that was the accumulation of Buddhism for over 300,000 years!

Could you do it?

Abbot Whitebrow ascended Mount Sumeru, using 'shrinking the earth into inches,' covering dozens of miles in a single step, returning to Mount Sumeru in the blink of an eye.

Looking back, he saw that the Holy Son of摇光hadn't fallen behind either. The 'Line' character secret among the Nine Secrets had its own unique advantages.

"Holy Son, please do not rashly touch the imprints of the Bodhisattvas and ancient Buddhas upon entering the Bodhisattva Realm," Abbot Whitebrow instructed.

"That's natural. I'm only here to observe the spiritual world."

"Very well, please follow me."

Abbot Whitebrow chanted 'Amitabha,' his voice resonating with the Buddha, and a spiritual domain gate slowly opened in this resonance.

"Holy Son, please."

"Please."

Finally, they arrived at the spiritual world. As soon as they entered, they saw some divine monks and Arhats sitting cross-legged in ancient temples and on rocky cliffs.

This was a world belonging to spirit and divine thought, an illusory world where what one saw and felt might not be real, formed by the imprints left by the sages.

"To go from the Bodhisattva Realm to the Great Buddha Heaven, one needs to cross the Past Sea, climb the Present Peak, and ascend the Future Ladder. Only by undergoing the baptism of these three can one have the foundation to become a Buddha. Although our Buddhist secret treasures and scriptures cannot be leaked, the Holy Son can try crossing the Past Sea."

In an instant, the scene changed, and the two arrived before a mysterious silver sea.

'Past Sea'

Next to it was a stone mountain with these three large characters engraved on it.

Within the silver sea, huge waves surged, with only golden lotuses blooming, containing myriad traces of the Dao. There were only two choices to enter it: the first was to reflect oneself with the Buddhist traces of the Dao within it, making one's Buddhist cultivation more profound and aligning with the mysteries of this sea, so that one could smoothly pass through this sea.

The other choice, of course, was to violently cross it, not respecting Buddhism, only respecting one's own Dao.

Luo Mo nodded: "Alright, I'll give it a try."

Abbot Whitebrow reminded, "There are risks in crossing the sea. Know that turning back is the shore."

"Thank you for the reminder, Abbot."

Past Sea?

The silver sea was surging with waves, an ocean formed by immense power of faith, interwoven with the traces of the Dao of Buddhism. Cultivators of Buddhism could temper their spirits and refine their Buddhist teachings in this sea.

Coincidentally, Luo Mo needed to cultivate Buddhism.

He stepped into the silver Past Sea, and the seawater formed by endless power of faith crashed onto him. A layer of opalescent light rippled from his body, then gradually dyed silver, transforming into a small boat, drifting in the Past Sea. The bow of the boat parted golden lotuses, and the myriad traces of the Dao interwoven on the golden lotuses imprinted on the silver boat in the collision, without fierce confrontation, just letting it pass.

"!"

Abbot Whitebrow was dumbfounded.

This Past Sea had excellent cultivation effects. The Dao principles within it could allow Buddhist disciples to have a deeper understanding of Buddhism. Therefore, all Buddhist disciples who came here had to undergo a fierce confrontation before gradually adapting, as he had done back then.

But now, the Holy Son of摇光easily crossed the sea. The Past Sea and the traces of the Dao in those golden lotuses didn't hinder him, easily letting him pass, as if the Holy Son of摇光was a Buddhist cultivator proficient in Buddhism.

Proficient? Not really. He had just scanned a few old monks at the Great Power level. They had also cultivated here, having complete walkthrough guides, allowing Luo Mo to directly copy them.

The small boat sailed with the wind, crossing the Past Sea smoothly.

"Alas, what a pity! How could such a good Buddhist son cultivate Taoism?"

Abbot Whitebrow was heartbroken. Such rare talent and intelligence, not cultivating Buddhism was simply a huge waste!

To be able to cross the Past Sea so quickly, Abbot Whitebrow didn't believe that he had ever cultivated Buddhism. Scriptures couldn't be exchanged casually.

That was talent. The Holy Son of摇光had amazing comprehension and profound Buddhist nature, understanding Buddhism upon seeing it. He was a natural material for cultivating Buddhism, otherwise, it would be impossible to pass the Past Sea so quickly. You should know that he had tempered himself here for seventeen years!

Ahead was a magnificent divine mountain, just like the Mount Sumeru in the outside world.

The difference was that as far as the eye could see, there was a towering jade staircase on the summit of Mount Sumeru, connecting to the unknown reaches of the starry sky, which should symbolize the future.

Past Sea, Present Peak, Future Ladder, one had to be a Buddhist saint to overcome these three trials.

Abbot Whitebrow said in a faint voice, "Ascending the Future Ladder allows one to enter the Great Buddha Heaven from the Bodhisattva Realm."

Luo Mo didn't care about the Great Buddha Heaven or not. It was just a division of the spiritual world. What he wanted was the essence of the spiritual world.

"Abbot, is this the core of the spiritual world?"

Abbot Whitebrow nodded, "That's right. The Bodhisattva Realm and the Great Buddha Heaven are both built on the foundation of Mount Sumeru and endless faith power. Mount Sumeru is the pillar supporting the sky and the root fixing the earth in this world. Whether in reality or in the spiritual world, it exists eternally."

Luo Mo's eyes opened and closed, his divine eyes were intimidating, and the True Spirit Imprint within them had gently swayed, then returned to its original position.

No matter how strong the divine eyes were, Abbot Whitebrow wasn't worried, because Mount Sumeru gathered the faith power collected by Buddhism for more than 300,000 years. Even saints couldn't see through it. Although the Holy Son of摇光could fight against the first level of the Immortal Platform, he was still a Dragon Transformation cultivator. No matter how he looked, he couldn't possibly see through it.

Luo Mo sat down in front of Mount Sumeru, with his back to the sea and facing the mountain, with his back to the past and facing the present, in contemplation.

Abbot Whitebrow wasn't impatient either. These days, he had also learned about the experiences of this Holy Son of摇光, and knew some of his actions.

Establishing divine monuments, seeking wonderful methods, integrating the dynasty, perhaps wanting to turn摇光into a dynasty like Great Xia and Nine Li, but also promoting the power of vows, similar to their Buddhism.

Was he trying to establish a Daoist kingdom?

No wonder he wanted to see the Bodhisattva Realm. Since he had a method to allow ordinary people to cultivate the power of vows, he naturally wanted to imitate the Buddhist Bodhisattva Realm and establish a Dao Realm.

Young people are full of energy, daring to think and try.

A month and a half later, Luo Mo slowly opened his eyes.

"How is the Holy Son's comprehension going?"

"I had a plan long ago. Having seen the Bodhisattva Realm with my own eyes this time, I am eighty or ninety percent sure."

Abbot White Brows only smiled lightly, "Then I wish the Holy Son success."

The Buddhist Sumeru Mountain is one of the few sacred mountains in the universe. Taking it as the foundation of reality, and with the massive power of Buddhist faith as the spiritual foundation, the two-layered spiritual worlds of the Bodhisattva Realm and the Great Buddha Heaven were created. How could it be easily imitated?

To put it bluntly, even if the Buddhist sect announced the core Dao patterns of Mount Sumeru, other forces would not be able to imitate it because they do not have the foundation.

He chanted 'Amitabha', and golden Buddha light rippled into a door, "The Holy Son's fellow disciples have arrived and are looking for you."

"Fellow disciples?"

Only after going out did he realize that Ye Fan, Li Rui, and Yao Xi had all come, as well as the Great Xia Prince Xia Yiming and his sister Xia Yilin, and the Ji family's Ji Haoyue and Ji Ziyue.

There was even Jiang Taixu, accompanied by a little girl.

This lineup was a bit outrageous.

They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Luo Mo come out. Ye Fan didn't say anything, but he and Li Rui came up and punched him on the shoulder.

'What's wrong?'

He transmitted his thoughts.

'Suddenly, we couldn't contact you. We also heard that you fought with Buddhist monks and then entered some Buddhist secret place. We couldn't see you when we came to see you, and we were worried that something might happen…'

Ye Fan explained everything. It turned out that not long after Luo Mo entered the Western Desert, news spread that the Holy Son of Yaoguang was visiting Mount Sumeru. The Buddha bell on Mount Sumeru rang in sequence, and some elders explained that this was the bell ringing recognized by the ancient temple on Mount Sumeru. The fact that the Holy Son of Yaoguang could cause such a scene meant that he had unparalleled talent for practicing Buddhism.

But after a few days, news spread that the Holy Son of Yaoguang had won consecutive victories against eminent Buddhist monks, and they were all eminent monks in the Sendai Secret Realm.

Then… then there was no more news.

This couldn't help but make people speculate. In addition, the communication jade talisman that Luo Mo left for Yaoguang could not be contacted, and even messages could not be sent, as if this person did not exist.

That was for sure. With Mount Sumeru, a super fortress, covering it, the power of faith accumulated over 300,000 years isolated everything, so naturally they couldn't be contacted.

But Ye Fan and the others didn't know. They were afraid that something would happen to Luo Mo. Even Ye Fan, who knew that Luo Mo had an Emperor Weapon, couldn't help but worry, because the more he understood, the more terrifying he found Buddhism to be. Even the Fighting Saint Buddha had been converted, so Luo Mo might not be safe even with an Emperor Weapon.

Then Li Rui came to find someone but couldn't see Luo Mo, because he was at the end of the past sea, comprehending the mysteries of constructing a spiritual world.

So Ye Fan had no choice but to find Jiang Taixu, the Sage, to support the situation and visit the Buddhist sect. In order to make the momentum greater, he also found Ji Ziyue, who brought her brother Ji Haoyue.

On the other side, Li Rui also found the Great Xia Prince, after all, their relationship was good, and Xia Yiming's sister Xia Yilin was born with the Companion Buddha Flower and had practiced in the Western Desert for a period of time before returning to the imperial dynasty as a princess and was more familiar with the Western Desert.

Three holy lands, one imperial dynasty, and a Sage accompanying them, such a lineup came to ask for someone…

"I made everyone worry."

It was really funny and touching. The main thing was that they didn't understand Luo Mo. If they understood Luo Mo, they wouldn't worry about Luo Mo, but only worry about others.

"It's good that you're okay."

Huh?

The Buddhist monks all glared over. What kind of talk was that?

Your Holy Son of Yaoguang came to our Buddhist sect and was well entertained. Not only did you suspect us, but you also brought so many people to visit, almost putting the label of kidnappers on our shiny heads!

Luo Mo quickly changed the subject, "I calculated the time before coming out. The elixir is about to be completed. Why don't we all go take a look together?"

"Elixir?"

As soon as they heard these two words, the ears of the Yaoguang people automatically perked up.

There was no way around it, the elixir was really too tempting!

"Uncle-Master Huai Kong has been talking about the Holy Son. I didn't expect the Holy Son to remember," a young monk said, with a slight resentment.

"Haha, let's go, let's see how the elixir I refined is!"

Abbot White Brows also went with them, because Jiang Taixu, a Sage of the human race, was traveling with them. As the host, he should accompany them.

The group went down the mountain, and Jiang Taixu asked Luo Mo, "Have you found the Earth Life Fruit?"

"No."

"Tingting has the Taiyin Body. Without the Earth Life Fruit, I'm afraid she won't live past twenty."

Jiang Tingting is a descendant of Jiang Taixu's lineage. She has a natural Taiyin Body. This kind of physique is extremely powerful and her cultivation is very fast. In such a short period of time, this little girl is already in the Daogong Secret Realm.

But her Taiyin Body also has some problems. Without the Earth Life Fruit, this kind of precious medicine, she will die young.

The Earth Life Fruit is an advanced version of the Human Origin Fruit. Human Origin Fruits are rare, let alone Earth Life Fruits.

"There's still time, let's look for it slowly," Luo Mo could only comfort her in this way.

This kind of life-extending treasure medicine is the most difficult to find, because it is too scarce. Many people eat it themselves when they find it.

"I do have a Human Origin Fruit here, but Senior Divine King said it's useless and can't save Tingting," Ye Fan said.

He also learned the Source Art and went everywhere to find treasures. He collected a lot of treasures, but there was no such divine object as the Earth Life Fruit.

"Don't worry, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. We can always think of a way. Without the Earth Life Fruit, I can think of a way to refine a furnace of elixir to extend Tingting's life. Even if it can't completely solve her physique problem, it should be no problem to let her drag on for a few hundred years. Maybe by that time she won't need the Earth Life Fruit, and her own cultivation will be enough to solve the physique problem."

"…"

"…"

A mere physique hidden danger, a major event related to the foundation, you can solve it by casually refining a furnace of elixir?

Everyone had this question, but after thinking about Luo Mo's record, they didn't say it out loud.

Maybe it really could be done?

Jiang Tingting was a few years older than before, and she no longer wore patched clothes and pigtails. After all, she had become the little princess of the ancient family, and with a Divine King ancestor taking care of her, she was no longer as embarrassed and pitiful as before.

It's just that she didn't recognize Luo Mo. In her impression, the first time she saw Luo Mo was last time in Yaoguang, when Ye Fan broke through the curse, she came with the Divine King Jiang Taixu.

She didn't know that Luo Mo had once given her a chance, but she refused.

Monk Huai Kong was still waiting next to the dragon vein, waiting for the divine elixir to be born. He didn't care when a group of people came over, but when he saw Luo Mo, his eyes lit up and he was very happy.

"The Holy Son has finally arrived. The divine elixir is about to be born. How can you, the alchemist, not be here!"

"There's still a quarter of an hour, the elixir is almost ready."

Luo Mo knew the state of the elixir when his eyes flashed over the array patterns on the ground. After refining elixirs so many times, he had this kind of skill.

Taking advantage of this gap, he asked Abbot White Brows next to him, "Abbot, I wonder if the power of faith in the Western Desert can be sold?"

Yaoguang people: "?"

Great Xia siblings: "?"

Ji family siblings: "?"

Jiang Taixu: "?"

Abbot White Brows couldn't help but look tangled and said, "Since ancient times, no one has ever bought the power of faith."

What kind of thing was this? How could anyone buy someone else's power of faith? He had never heard of it before.