Eight Sceneries Palace, one of the sites of Taiqing Celestial Lord of Tao and Virtue,
Unlike Douluo Palace which is for alchemy and artifact making, Eight Sceneries Palace is where the Dao is proclaid and the teachings are delivered.
At this mont.
The legendary Taoist Palace is just above the heavens.
"The first is the Eight Sceneries Palace, the second is Douluo Palace?"
Zhang Fusheng murmured to himself,
Which has a higher position, Eight Sceneries Palace or Douluo Palace? Or are they on par?
He didn’t know.
He only knew that he encountered a very serious issue.
The Divine Realm is Zhang Fusheng’s spiritual world, theoretically limitless, as far as Zhang Fusheng’s mind reaches, so does the Divine Realm,
One thought can shrink the Divine Realm to a mustard seed, one thought can expand it to the size of a galaxy,
Ultimately, it’s the limit of imagination, the limit of the spiritual and ntal world.
However.
"Eight Sceneries Palace, it’s above the limit..."
Zhang Fusheng’s mouth twitched.
After the Eight Sceneries Palace erged, it imdiately positioned itself at the infinite height of the Divine Realm, truly at infinite heights!
In other words, it was above the celestial vault of the Divine Realm, truly up in the High Heaven!
His thoughts filled his own spiritual world, but he couldn’t reach the Eight Sceneries Palace no matter what,
Every ti he expanded his Divine Realm a bit, this Eight Sceneries Palace moved a bit higher!
It was clearly above the Divine Realm!
No matter how Zhang Fusheng’s thoughts chased after the Eight Sceneries Palace, it was always a bit higher, a bit farther!
This is the infinite height.
This is truly above the High Heaven.
"If not, then how do I get in??"
Zhang Fusheng scratched his head, feeling liver pain from frustration. If his spiritual world was likened to a bubble,
His will, thoughts, soul, and all that he could imagine, including the Five Mansions Temple, were inside the bubble,
Yet the damned Eight Sceneries Palace was on top of the bubble!
It was as if an impenetrable boundary lay between them.
Boundary.....
Out of nowhere, Zhang Fusheng thought of the Spiritual Limit.
Do you have to break the limit to touch the Eight Sceneries Palace?
No, no, it’s not.
"There must be a way to get up there... Why does it feel like Eight Sceneries Palace’s position is much higher than the Five Mansions Temple?"
He muttered, frowning and pondering, the Eight Sceneries Palace situated at an infinitely high and infinite height,
The nature of its ’height’ seed to beco a concept, even further from the [mind] that could instantly imagine the cosmic edges.
What else is equally deep, broad, and high beyond belief?
Perhaps... the Contract?
With a thought, Zhang Fusheng slowly brought the Contract from the ancestral acupoint in his forehead into the Divine Realm,
He first attempted to contemplate the Contract, to see if he could use it to anchor a scenery, but failed, as the Contract seed without a past or perhaps did not belong to a ’Different Dinsion’,
Then,
Zhang Fusheng tried to imagine the Contract extending into a sky-reaching bridge straight to the Eight Sceneries Palace—it nearly succeeded!
Of course, it nearly did.
Now it was in an even stranger situation.
Thought limits < Contract < Eight Sceneries Palace.
The Contract extended beyond thoughts, above the ’bubble’,
But when Zhang Fusheng’s thought followed the Contract to the front of the Eight Sceneries Palace, he still found it a hair’s breadth away.
This hair’s breadth seed like the ends of the earth.
"Damn it!"
Zhang Fusheng frowned, standing on the Contract, still pondering how to enter the Eight Sceneries Palace, and while pondering, he observed this Taoist Palace.
The Taoist Palace was not large, its portal made not of copper or iron, but rather of a churning, heavy chaos mist that seed substantial,
Before the door floated eighty-one jade white steps, surrounded by eight vaguely large sceneries.
Vast sea, crimson cloudstreams, starry river, jade forest and trees.....
Eight vast sceneries, incredibly vague, incredibly ethereal.
"How to get in?"
"How to get in?"
In deep thought, Zhang Fusheng suddenly realized he seed a bit closer to the Eight Sceneries Palace?
Though slight, it was more tangible and closer indeed.
It was the Contract.
Why was this happening?
Thoughts turning over incessantly, he suddenly had a revelation:
"Is it..... cooling down?"
"Is it that the Contract is gradually regaining its radiance, with each recovery coming closer to the Eight Sceneries Palace?"
"Does it an, when the Contract can be used again, it could reach the infinitely high and faraway Eight Sceneries Palace?"
Zhang Fusheng felt great joy, then his old face fell.
One hundred years.
One hundred years of cooldown.
Gan Linliang!
He took one last deep look at the Eight Sceneries Palace, thought moved, drawing the Six Ding Divine Fire here, transforming into flowing haze to obscure the Eight Sceneries Palace.
So, if any life were to enter Zhang Fusheng’s Divine Realm,
Looking up, they could only see the brilliant haze, but not the unspeakable Taoist Palace,
Moreover, the Six Ding Divine Fire slowly emitted mysterious Daoist rhythms over ti, indirectly tempering the entire Divine Realm.
Zhang Fusheng unhesitatingly stowed away the Contract, thinking leaving the Divine Realm.
Continuing to waste ti was useless.
Even though he couldn’t enter the Eight Sceneries Palace yet, this infinitely high alone, a trait surpassing thought limits,
Already made Zhang Fusheng alard!
Yet he held a deep worry.
"If the Ancestor of Land Immortals wasn’t Zhen Yuanzi, then who is the owner of the Eight Sceneries Palace..."
"Or, in the Different Dinsion, is there no trace of any life in the Eight Sceneries Palace at all?"
"After all, it is infinitely high."
Zhang Fusheng was uncertain in his heart, took out his phone, casually glanced out the window, and suddenly froze.
Outside the window, the morning sun was rising.
Why did it turn into dawn again?
Wait a minute, how long have I been in the Divine Realm??
He looked at his phone—July 9th.
"A week???"
Zhang Fusheng was shocked, there were several missed calls on his phone, from Chen Nuanyu, his dad, and Zhang Xiaoxi.
"How could it be so long... was it when I tried to approach Eight Sceneries Palace?"
He felt a bit startled, Eight Sceneries Palace seed not only infinitely high in space, but also had certain characteristics in ti.
Thinking it over, Zhang Fusheng didn’t rush to return the calls, but dialed Shi Zhengyuan first.
"I’m leaving, but there’s one more thing before I go."
As soon as he spoke, Zhang Fusheng felt a breeze brush his face, and Shi Zhengyuan suddenly appeared beside him.
"Living Buddha?" The elderly man asked gently.
Suppressing his shock, Zhang Fusheng earnestly said:
"I need Star Beast at... I heard, Zhengyuan, you have a piece of Level 3 Star Beast at?"
"Indeed."
Shi Zhengyuan nodded calmly:
"Fearless Lion at, this kind of at contains profound Buddhahood and abundant mysterious material, which can help attempt to break into a realm above Grandmaster."
"Since the Living Buddha requires it, it should naturally be offered."
He bent a finger, creating a piece of raw at the size of a fingernail from thin air,
The raw at glowed with life light, emitting an unusual fragrance,
Like the lotus seeds that day, the scent penetrated directly into the soul.
"Living Buddha." Shi Zhengyuan calmly handed over the fingernail-sized Fearless Lion at.
Almost the mont he caught the lion at,
Zhang Fusheng sensed the contract trembling slightly, as if... yearning?
Indeed!
Unfortunately, it’s too little.
Shi Zhengyuan spoke just then:
"This is a sample, I purchased three taels of Star Beast at, it’s still in transit, since the Living Buddha needs it, I’ll have it sent directly to the Hongji Martial Arts Dojo in Jiangzhou City."
"It will arrive tomorrow or the day after, this item cannot be concealed, the fragrance spreads for ten miles, if it reaches my hands, it would not be easy to transfer it to you."
Zhang Fusheng felt delighted but showed no hint of it on his face; instead, he curiously asked:
"Zhengyuan, how much does this Level 3 Star Beast at cost?"
"Money?"
Shi Zhengyuan pondered for a mont, then shook his head:
"It can’t be bought with money."
Zhang Fusheng was taken aback:
"Then you?"
Shi Zhengyuan replied gently:
"I bought three taels of Fearless Lion at, valued at three hundred thousand Life Souls, the price for one tael is one hundred thousand Life Souls."
Zhang Fusheng nearly choked.
He paused for a mont:
"Life Soul?"
"Indeed." Shi Zhengyuan nodded with a smile: "For the powerful, Federation currency holds no aning, Life Soul is the currency among the powerful."
"For instance, most things you saw in the Divine Net require Life Souls to purchase."
Zhang Fusheng hesitated:
"What is the Divine Net?"
Shi Zhengyuan was surprised this ti:
"You haven’t certified as a Martial Artist yet? After certification, you can access the Divine Net, hmm, akin to a deeper layer of the network, accessible only to Martial Artists."
Zhang Fusheng scratched his head:
"Uh, haven’t had the chance, I’ll certify when I return."
He wanted to say more, but saw Shi Zhengyuan suddenly frowning, then relaxing.
Shi Zhengyuan folded his hands:
"The Investigation Bureau people have arrived, it seems, Living Buddha, you do need to temporarily leave Dragon Boat City."
He explained gently:
"One week ago, on a rainy night, considering you were in Dragon Boat City, I sent out two teams from the Investigation Bureau."
"Leaving Dragon Boat City, you must be careful not to expose your status as Living Buddha, the Mandala lineage eyes intently."
Shi Zhengyuan’s figure slowly faded at the spot, evidently going to et the Investigation Bureau people.
Zhang Fusheng stood dumbfounded for a long ti, coming to his senses, no wonder he was staring at Zhong Chengshi’s van, now vanished, presumably Zhong Chengshi and his group had returned to Jiangzhou.
"Well, it’s hard to clean house within Dragon Boat City anyway."
He muttered to himself, the Investigation Bureau has an eye on ’Zhong Mountain’, naturally also watches ’Zhong Mountain’s’ relatives.
And within Dragon Boat City, it’s difficult for him to assu the role of Zhong Mountain—given that Old Shi is still watching.
Best to return to Jiangzhou City and deal with it.
"Using Life Souls as currency huh."
Zhang Fusheng sighed with a complicated feeling, booking three tickets back to Jiangzhou City.
For himself, Chen Nuanyu, and Lu Mingzhu.
He considered taking Lu Mingzhu back with them.
"Ten days’ ti."
He muttered to himself:
"When I ca, I was still at Third Refinent, right?"
"Now, I’m almost at Eight Refinents."
He licked his lips, swallowed the fingernail-sized, estimated less than a gram lion at sample into his stomach.
A massive amount of mysterious material exploded, causing Zhang Fusheng to stumble, brilliant golden light surfaced on his skin!
The contract’s hundred-year cooldown suddenly reduced by a whole year.
"One gram! One year!"
In the golden light, Zhang Fusheng’s eyes sparkled, three taels of lion at, if the effect doesn’t diminish, would an a hundred and fifty years of cooldown reduction!
And tomorrow or the day after, it will arrive in Jiangzhou.
At that ti...
The golden light on his skin grew increasingly dazzling, his whole being engulfed by the golden light.
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