Chapter 13: The Sacred Realm of Brahman (Part 1)

  Xiaosha carefully opened the Lingzha, distinguished it, and returned it to Piaoyu Daozun. He bowed and said: "Senior, please go up. Our sect is at the top of the mountain, where someone will receive you."

  The Flying Venerable Dao collected the good Lingza, and first walked towards the mountain gate. The Water Venerable Dao and the Sea Dragon closely followed behind him. Baiyan also followed them, wanting to pass through the mountain gate. Suddenly, a small Sha monk on the left stretched out his hand to block Baiyan, saying: "Senior, please show our sect's Lingza."

  Baiyan Yileng said, "I am a disciple of Qianhui Valley. My two masters, Tonghe and Zihong, ordered me to come here. The Lingzha is on them, they should be at the top of the mountain now. I really can't take out any Lingzha. We are all fellow Taoists, can't we make some concessions?"

  Xiaosha looked stubborn, shook her head and said: "Sorry, senior. The sect master ordered that without a spirit tag, no one can be let through. In the spirit tags scattered by our sect, there is a clear prompt that if the teacher must bring his disciples to come together, they must climb the mountain together. Without a spirit tag, we cannot let you pass, please go back."

  Baiyan furrowed his brow and said: "Why are there still so many rules. Piaomiao, Zhishui two fellow Taoists, you see..."

  "Since this is the rule of the Brahman Heart Sect, we can't help you either. I think it's best for you to go down the mountain and wait for the two seniors from your sect."

  He let out a sigh, looked at the determined little monk, then at the ethereal Taoist and others, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Alright, it seems I can only go down the mountain first." As he spoke, he turned around to head down the mountain. The three of them were about to turn around and climb up when a sudden change occurred, two mournful cries rang out, and the two little monks who had blocked his way earlier slowly fell to the ground with dark purple faces. He slowly withdrew his hands from the top of the little monk's head and said coldly, "You're really asking for trouble, daring to block my path." The righteous energy that was there before was gone, replaced by ferocity and evil.

  The rest of the young monks were all shocked, and several of them immediately pulled out something from their bosoms, while the others rushed towards Baiyan.

  Baiyan smiled, his arms suddenly opening wide, a large piece of dark light fluttering out, instantly enveloping an area of hundreds of meters, covering the three Sea Dragons and all the little Sha monks inside.

  "Stop right there, you demon spawn," Zishui Daozi snorted coldly. "You dare to deceive me? I won't let you off." A burst of green light flashed, and the flying sword behind her floated out, hurtling towards the dark glow emitted by Baiyan.

  Baiyan looked at Zhishui Dao's beautiful face and sneered: "Little girl, it's a bit late now. After I deal with these little monks, I'll definitely find a place to have fun with you, huh?"

  The flying sword of Zhi Shui Dao Zun is not easy to deal with. The green light, upon touching the white rock's scattered black light, suddenly and violently surged forth. Under the intense radiance, the white rock was sent flying ten meters away, clearly having suffered a hidden loss. White Rock was shocked, but Zhi Shui Dao Zun was also surprised. From this strike's contact, she knew that her opponent's cultivation was extremely high, absolutely not just at the level of Dao Long.

  Piaoyu Daozun blocked the sea dragon behind him and said, "Junior sister, capture it alive and let the master of Wuyun Sect deal with it." At this time, the signals from those little Sha monks had already been released, and several red shooting stars shot into the sky.

  Zhi Shui Dao Zun responded with a single word, his fingers dancing across the formation, "Qian Kun Wu Ji, Tian Di Jie Fa, Ding."

  Baiyan was about to unleash his powerful magic treasure, but suddenly felt a numbness throughout his body, as if everything had come to a standstill. He could only move with great difficulty. Enraged, he shouted: "Good girl, you actually have such high cultivation! I underestimated you. We'll meet again someday." A burst of blood mist shot out from Baiyan's mouth, and a large amount of black mist suddenly expanded. Zhi Shui Daozun was about to use his magic to attack again, but he had already lost all sense of Baiyan's presence. He couldn't help but frown and say: "This is an incredibly powerful escape technique. It seems that his cultivation has at least reached the level of Xianju."

  Piaoyu Daozun nodded and said, "He seems to be from the Demon Sect. In a situation where he knew he was no match, he actually used the Tianmo Escape Technique. By now, he must be over a hundred miles away. These evil demons are really rampant, daring to come to the core area of the Mantra Heart Sect to cause trouble. If we hadn't encountered him, I'm afraid the Mantra Heart Sect would have suffered many casualties."

  At this time, all the little Sha monks had already gathered around and respectfully saluted the three Hai Long: "Thank you for your help, seniors."

  "The Taoist priest's voice was faintly heard: 'Being of the same breath, assisting each other is a matter of course, you don't have to be polite. But how did the master of Wuyun Sect send you two to guard the mountain gate? If there were several high-ranking experts from the Fanxin Sect, that demon wouldn't have easily succeeded in killing your two fellow disciples just now.'"

  Xiaosha just wanted to answer, when a dozen or so figures rapidly descended and instantly passed through the mountain gate to arrive in front of Piao Miao Dao Zun. A loud voice said: "What matter requires sending out a distress signal?"

  The young monks quickly bowed and said, "Greetings, Wuxuan Benjun." The more than ten figures that suddenly appeared were the powerful masters of the Manxin Sect who had rushed over after receiving the news. The leader, a man in his sixties, was tall and sturdy, with a huge bronze basin with a diameter of at least half a meter in his right hand, emitting a faint yellow glow all over his body. His thick eyebrows and piercing eyes gave off an aura of majesty. At first glance, he exuded an air of authority without being angry. He was Wuxuan Benjun, one of the six great masters of the Manxin Sect. As soon as he settled into position, he saw the two disciples lying on the ground with dark complexions. Coincidentally, Zhishui Daoren was standing beside the two disciples. Although Wuxuan had cultivated for many years, his anger had not dissipated, and before the young monks could explain, he suddenly roared, "You wicked demon, how dare you come to my Manxin Sect and recklessly use your Buddhist treasures! You have destroyed countless innocent lives." The yellow glow suddenly intensified, and the huge bronze basin flew out of his hand, rapidly expanding in mid-air. A circle of Sanskrit symbols surrounded the basin, emitting a humming noise like Buddhist chanting, which enveloped Zhishui Daoren. Wuxuan's angry face was like that of a golden Buddha descending to earth to subdue demons.

  Piaoyu Daozun was startled and hastily shouted: "This deity won't move, we are not enemies." But she was a step too late, the huge bronze pot had already covered Zhi Shui Daozun.

  She was taken aback by the sudden attack, having not engaged in combat with anyone for over a thousand years. To protect herself, she quickly retreated backward, and a blue-green light ring suddenly appeared behind her. A disk-like object emerged from nowhere, emitting intense golden light as it floated in front of her, countering the Buddha's alms bowl wielded by Wu Xuan.

  "Jiū mèi, bù kě." Although the Floating Venerable shouted in surprise, she was already unable to stop Wu Xuan and Zhi Shui's fierce battle. Helpless, she hastily deployed her greatest divine ability, conjuring a vast expanse of cyan light to envelop Wu Xuan and Zhi Shui. Her hands changed like blooming flowers, unleashing thirteen successive spells that struck the cyan prohibition in an instant.

  "Boom——" The entire Mount Vulture where the Mantra Sect was located seemed to be violently shaking. The seal released by the Reverend of the Void finally blocked the residual waves of the explosion, preventing it from damaging everything around. The massive boom temporarily deafened the Sea Dragon. He was shocked to see that the seemingly powerful Buddha pot of Wu Xuan's true body had turned into fragments, and he himself was heavily knocked against the seal of the Reverend of the Void, with blood spraying wildly. Meanwhile, Zhi Shui stood dazed on the spot, the disk-like artifact floating in front of her, its light even more brilliant.

  Piaoyu Daozun flashed behind Wuxuan Benzun without hesitation, and consecutively tapped seven fingers on his back. He then took out a cyan pill and stuffed it into his mouth, only then did he let out a sigh of relief. Xiang Zhishui Daozun rebuked: "Ninth sister, how could you casually use the Qitian Wheel? Fortunately, Wuxuan Benzun's Buddha bowl has reached the extreme boundary of precious artifacts, otherwise his physical body would have been finished."

  Zhi Shui Dao Zun only then realized what he had done, hastily recalling the circular Heavenly Prayer Wheel, muttering: "I didn't do it on purpose. His Buddha's power is too great, I..."

  Wu Xuan's face turned pale, and with the help of Piao Yu Dao Zun, he barely managed to sit cross-legged. The Buddha's power he had released earlier was completely blocked back into his body, causing him severe internal injuries.

  Six rays of yellow light flashed and fell, six old monks appeared outside the gate of the Mantra Heart Sect. The first person wore a yellow kasaya, held a Zen staff, and looked extremely old. Two white long eyebrows almost reached his shoulders. As soon as he saw Drifting Void Venerable and Stopping Water Venerable, he was shocked and said: "It's actually Drifting Void and Stopping Water two venerable sisters who have come here, Wuyun has been polite." The ones who came were indeed the Sect Master Wuyun of the Mantra Heart Sect and the other five Venerables.

  Piaoyu Daozun smiled wryly and said, "Greetings, Master Wuyun. I'm truly sorry about this. My ninth sister accidentally injured your sect's Wu Xuan." She then briefly recounted everything that had happened earlier.

  After listening to Piaoyu Daozun's narrative, Wu Yun let out a light sigh and pressed his single palm on the back of his junior brother Wuxuan. A Buddhist wheel rose up, and the vast Buddha power continuously circulated around Wuxuan's body.

  Hailong stood by, watching Wu Yun Zong Zhu and the other five Benzun, and couldn't help but secretly feel a sense of awe. Just from the aura emanating from these six monks, one could clearly feel the depth of their cultivation. Especially that Wu Yun, the master of Fan Xin Zong, whose Buddha power was like an endless precipice, seemingly surpassing even his two ancestors.

  After a while, Wu Yun sang a Buddhist hymn and made a gesture of apology to the two Taoist priests: "My junior brother was impolite, I apologize on his behalf."

  Zhi Shui Dao Zun said with some embarrassment: "It's all my fault for not being careful enough, and in the panic, I accidentally activated the Qi Tian Lun, which caused Wu Xuan Ben Zun to suffer serious injuries and destroyed his magic weapon. Please forgive me, Sect Master."

  Wu Yun shook his head and said, "Everything has its cause and effect. Wu Xuan's resentment was too heavy, this is also a lesson for him. Thank you two Taoist masters for your timely rescue, and with the help of the spiritual elixir, we were able to save Wu Xuan's physical body." Although he didn't see it with his own eyes, based on the situation when he treated Wu Xuan's injuries earlier, he already had a clear understanding of how the mysterious Taoist master rescued him. He turned around and said to the other five masters, "Wu Tong, Wu Ming two junior brothers, please take Wu Xuan back for quiet meditation, he will need at least one year of closed-door cultivation to recover his original cultivation."

  "Yes, Master." The two old monks stepped forward to support Wu Xuan who had fallen into a coma and disappeared in the yellow light.

  Wu Yun smiled calmly and said, "Two Taoist masters have arrived, Wu Yun did not go far to welcome you, I apologize for the rudeness. If it weren't for the two Taoist masters, the loss of my fellow disciples in the Fanxin Sect would be even greater. Please forgive Wu Xuan's previous recklessness."

  Dao Zun returned the courtesy and said, "The Sect Master doesn't have to be polite. Wu Xuan's true self is also someone who would only take action after seeing his disciples die. Ah, now I understand why the Sect Master invited me with a Ling Zha, these three evil sects of demons, monsters, and heretics are indeed rampant, daring to come to the Fang Xin Sect's territory to kill people."

  Wu Yun let out a soft sigh and said, "Two Taoist masters, please follow me up the mountain, we'll talk later." After finishing speaking, his gaze swept over Hai Long's body, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Is this young Taoist friend under the two Taoist masters? Why does he have rare Buddhist energy on him?"

  "Hai Long exclaimed in surprise: 'Buddha aura? On me? No way! Sect Master, I don't want to be a monk, you can't pull me into the Mantra Sect!'"

  With a faint smile, he said: "Without the consent of the Taoist masters, it is impossible to let you enter my Fanxin Sect. However, according to the records of our sect's classics, those who possess Buddhist aura and practice Buddhism will have twice the effect with half the effort. Perhaps, they can ascend to the Buddha realm and become a true noble."

  Piao Yu Dao Zun smiled and said, "Hai Long is indeed mischievous, but in terms of cultivation, he has exceptional talent. As for the Buddha aura on his body, I didn't sense it. In fact, he's not a disciple of our sect, but rather belongs to Tian Shi Men. He's only been cultivating for four years and has just entered the initial stage of the Fuhu realm."

  Wu Yun exclaimed in surprise: "To have entered the initial stage of Fierce Tiger in just over four years of cultivating, he is indeed a rare talent. It seems that I should go to Lianyun Sect and discuss with Jie Tian Sect Master."

  Hai Long didn't expect the master of the Fan Xin Sect to be so affable, and his good impression suddenly rose. He smiled and said: "Unfortunately, I still want to find a Dao partner in the future, so I can't become a monk! The six desires of the mortal world are still hard for me to let go of." In fact, Hai Long's possession of Buddhist aura was mainly related to that strange person among the monkey group. Moreover, the small iron rod on his body itself had a certain Buddhist nature.

  Wu Yun Zong's master burst out laughing, and the surging yellow light suddenly grew stronger. The sea dragon felt his body lighten, and he had already risen into the air. The Daoist Xuan and the Daoist Zhi were also lifted up by the yellow light, and with the company of the other three masters, they floated along the mountain path upwards.

  Piaoyou Daozun smiled and said: "The Sect Master's magical powers are profound, truly making Piaoyou admire. It seems that you have already entered the Unfathomable Middle Period."

  Wu Yun smiled and nodded: "Three years ago, I just reached the middle stage of cultivation. Alas, compared to the master of your noble sect, I am still far behind."

  Zhi Shui Dao Zun Dao: "Master, no need to be polite. Eldest Senior Brother is only a few decades ahead of you in entering the Unfathomable Middle Stage. With your talent, perhaps you will even surpass him and face the tribulation first."