Becoming a Deity from Planting the Bodhi Tree Chapter 1263 - 447: Ksitigarbha, Ever-Rising Seniority

Netherworld.

Daluo Heaven.

"I understand now."

Cangqing received the first report from Cang You.

Cang You gritted his teeth, "Master, can’t you take action?"

Cangqing was silent for a mont, then slowly said:

"For now, there is no ti to deal with Ji Jingqiu. It’s better to choose to trust him, or trust Ji Tianxing."

"We are about to go to war."

Any words Cang You had prepared to argue vanished like bubbles at his master’s final sentence.

"How can the situation change so quickly?!" Cang You exclaid in shock.

"A third-party force has intervened from behind the scenes," Cangqing said calmly. "We suspect it’s from the ’Other Shore.’ Before Xu returns, our task is to hold the line."

After ending the communication with Cang You.

Cangqing looked up.

Black mist surged, obscuring the distant sky. Here, neither Sun, Moon, nor Star could be seen. The land was blood red, blooming with red Other Shore flowers, and an ancient, decaying long river traversed this land.

Thousand Skill Taoist stood behind him, his gaze filled with worry as he looked into the distance.

This was the Netherworld Soil of the Nether Ruins Lineage.

The Netherworld Lord was supposed to return decades ago, but was delayed by changes in the Netherworld Soil.

"Cangqing God, was the upheaval in the Netherworld Soil caused by the existence beneath the Burial Sea?" Thousand Skill Taoist asked solemnly.

Cangqing shook his head, "It’s uncertain."

He gazed into the deepest part of the Netherworld Soil. The swirling black fog made even him feel uneasy, and deep within, a mountain steeped in murkiness stood, its true form elusive, seemingly the source of the rolling mist.

This black mist had delayed Ming’s return.

Thousand Skill Taoist said worriedly, "This black mist is too eerie, similar to the Ghostly Mist of the Netherworld in the past, yet it contains an entirely different nature of power. If it weren’t for Ksitigarbha blocking it for us, the consequences would be unimaginable."

Cangqing turned to look behind him.

Behind them, a Pure Land World had unfolded, filled with the essence of Great Freedom and Great Bliss. It seed the final destination of all living beings, their original holand, suffused with unworldly pure light, green as Liu Li, dreamlike and illusory.

Countless wish powers transford into golden lotuses blooming between Heaven and Earth. Each golden lotus contained a soul shadow, sheltering them from the black mist’s disturbance.

At the center of the Pure Land, a golden figure with a withered form sat on a twelve-petaled golden lotus ford by countless wish powers.

The figure, six zhang tall, bore a compassionate expression, and the Infinite Light filled the Heavens and Earth, imbuing the Pure Land with an atmosphere of peace and tranquility.

Thanks to Ming’s help over decades, this Pure Land had grown vast, barely standing against the black mist.

"Reincarnation Bodhisattva..." Cangqing murmured.

Mu Shitian’s legacy was indeed the ultimate Reincarnation thod under this Heaven and Earth.

Monts ago, he had already communicated with this Buddha through thought and knew that Ji Jingqiu was currently unhard.

As for the crises that might follow?

Ji Jingqiu was not a flower in a greenhouse, and cultivation has never been a child’s play. Only by weathering countless hardships could one reach the ultimate peak.

At this mont, the Buddha nad Ksitigarbha opened his compassionate eyes. Within them, Cangqing seed to see the suffering struggles of all beings in the Netherworld Soil.

"Thank you for your help, Taoist Friend."

Cangqing nodded in gratitude.

Without this one, Ming’s state would be even worse, countless tis more severe than Taiyou.

The Buddha pressed his hands together and said, "There is no peace in the Three Realms, akin to the Fire House. The Buddha bestowed upon the Dharma na ’Fire Stick,’ hoping I might proactively enter the world, illuminate the fire without burning myself, assist the world without suffering myself. Such an honor obliges to do my utmost."

Cangqing subtly frowned. This Dharma na... was a bit hard to judge, yet its aning was excellent. Was it bestowed by Mu Shitian?

Listening to what he said, his "uniqueness" stemd from this Dharma na.

A Dharma na differs from a Tao na or a harm na. Although they seem separated by a single character, there’s a world of difference.

Again, Mu Shitian’s reversal of cause and effect had enabled this Reincarnation Bodhisattva to grasp an extraordinarily special Dao rule under Heaven and Earth?

Thoughts stread, and Cangqing did not ask more, but instead said gravely:

"Next, I still ask for your assistance, Taoist Friend, to help guide Ming’s return. To face the upcoming battles, we need a... transcendent combat power!"

"I will certainly do my best."

...

...

The many Gates, including Zhang Tiancheng, had been waiting outside the Divine Mountain for quite so ti.

The group originally did not take it seriously.

Waiting a little didn’t matter; compared to that, seeing the "anchor" was the top priority, allowing them to verify certain secrets.

But as Ji Jingqiu and the others were brought inside, murmurs began to rise among the crowd.

"Why are there those receiving special treatnt?"

"Heh, can’t figure it out? Those two young people obviously co from another Hidden Sect, ntored by Returning to Truth individuals."

"In the past, none were seen, but recently they have been surfacing continuously. Could the era truly be about to change?"

"Dragons do not swim with snakes, but dance with phoenixes. The principle is that simple."

"It seems these Hidden Sects are erging one after another..."

"So there really are true Transcenders in the world, a new path after True Saints. Why can’t we see it? Did the forefathers deliberately sever the road ahead?"

"Transcendence is Returning to Truth, and Returning to Truth is one’s own path. If you have the ability, no one can stop you."

"There will be hope. If all else fails, when an era ends, through a thod of fostering competition, bloody battles, there’s a chance to glimpse the way forward in the ultimate clash."

"Nonsense!" soone said sternly.

Just envisioning the scene depicted by the others felt like seeing endless blood and fire.

"In history, indeed, a few individuals have walked this path. In the clash of different roads, sparks of inspiration were born, pioneering the path of Transcendence."