Secret Buyer

(Requesting a Chapter off to make adjustments, will provide an additional 4,000 words tomorrow, and will update in the afternoon. The recent update times have been truly like an underworld.)

All of this happened so suddenly that everyone had not yet reacted,

when they saw the elderly man on the level of a celestial, revered as Walking Under God,

had already prostrated himself quietly like a devout believer.

Towards that seemingly harmless child.

Jiang Feiniao was astonished and instinctively transmitted his voice:

"Teacher.....what is happening??"

The Yellow Teeth Old Man did not answer, his face flashed with a trace of solemnity, staring at that Porcelain Doll.

A child named Zhang Fusheng... what a coincidence?

He unknowingly stroked his wristwatch and quietly turned towards the little boy in the arms of that fairy-like girl.

Meanwhile.

Zhang Fusheng marveled in his heart, truly, the Bodhi thoughts emanating from the plaque of the Great Leiyin Temple are overwhelmingly powerful!

Different from ordinary spiritual thoughts, the Bodhi thought is the true righteous thought of the Buddha,

to say nothing else, at least in the aspect of ’saving all beings’, its effect is extraordinarily good!

Well, the Buddhist Sect sure is good, just a word can enlighten and convert someone...

However.

He faintly seemed to perceive the true method to attain the Tathagata Celestial Position.

It also requires accompanying or more ’destined events’.

"On the day of the Buddha’s birth, he took seven steps in each of the four directions, one hand pointing to the sky, the other touching the earth, saying—Above heaven and earth, I alone am honored."

Zhang Fusheng murmured in his heart, it is such, but not only such.

The Buddha became the Buddha by meditating for forty-nine days under the Bodhi Tree, ultimately proving the Great Path, achieving World Venerate.

Perhaps, these two things both need to be done by oneself—

But the problem is,

the forty-nine days, now it is already the last day of December, and after forty-nine days, it’s long past February 9!

Zhang Fusheng’s mind was restless, after using the Bodhi thought, he himself was infinitely approaching the unknown Tathagata Celestial Position,

even how to sit on that celestial position had naturally become a realization,

but precisely because of this, his heart was bitter.

It’s difficult.

Sitting for forty-nine days under the Bodhi Tree aside, the most important thing is that at the time of descending birth, walk seven steps in the four directions, pointing to the sky and touching the earth—

how can he be born again?

In the midst of restless thoughts,

Zhang Fusheng gazed at the prostrate celestial human, feeling many terrifying gazes falling from the celestial vault,

obviously, the deities had insightfully noticed the small disturbance here, observing and overlooking.

He only sighed softly, gently patted Ruan Yutu’s hand, the latter understanding, let go, allowing the Porcelain Doll to jump to the ground.

"Stand up."

Under the uncertain gazes of Li Xiuyuan and Cui Linglong,

the Porcelain Doll serenely chanted to the prostrate elder, who decisively stood up, both hands joined, head bowed:

"Mercy of the Buddha!"

A group of Buddhists from the Mandala Lineage retreated step by step, the great monk entwined with the Six Desires Celestial Maiden was terrified,

even if he were foolish, he realized at this moment — they had caught a fish.

A real ’big fish’!

But the problem is, this fish, they simply cannot contain!

The divine gaze from the heavens increased in number.

The Porcelain Doll lowered its eyelids, sighed softly, knowing it was difficult to hide any longer, thus said peacefully:

"I come from above High Heaven."

Cui Linglong and Li Xiuyuan’s expressions changed, the Yellow Teeth Old Man and Jiang Feiniao exchanged glances, the divine gaze from above became fervent!

From above High Heaven?

High Heaven Association?

Above the celestial vault, beyond the celestial vault.

Kong Shentong slightly straightened his posture, his gaze obscure, is this someone from the High Heaven’s member?

He raised his eyebrows, the surrounding deities all in heated discussion, exploring the mystery of the High Heaven Association.

The matter of the High Heaven Association was something all deities had heard about.

"An enigmatic organization, yet they never hide their existence, members are mysterious, their origins seem significant, someone claims to be a Celestial Venerate."

The Great Divine Power User with all white hair murmured:

"And the Observatory had deduced blurred information, above High Heaven, there is a higher level of the High Heaven Association, now it seems a core member has truly appeared?"

Another deity spoke:

"When the Celestial Stele’s portion is parsed, allowing a venerate to enter our realm, we will immediately capture that child."

Kong Shentong and Old Bull subtly glanced at the one who spoke.

Then, they heard from Chongyang Heaven and Earth, the Porcelain Doll claiming to be from above High Heaven continued speaking.

On the ground.

Zhang Fusheng’s voice was clear and peaceful:

"I will not trouble you, I want you to convey to all the sects within Chongyang City."

"On the day I descend into the human realm in ten days, I hope all sects come to meet me, it will be at the Governance Building in Chongyang."

The Mandala Lineage believers looked at each other,

Li Xiuyuan had three question marks appear on his forehead—descend in ten days??

What does that mean??

Zhang Fusheng did not care whether they understood or not, he continued on his own:

"For these ten days before my descent, this area of eight hundred li should be a pure land."

"Within eight hundred li, no killings shall occur, no living beings shall die unjustly."

"This is my decree."

Everyone was puzzled, looking at each other, only the sincerely devout elder made a gesture:

"So it should be."

"Mercy, mercy." Zhang Fusheng sighed, then walked forward, the surrounding believers unconsciously parted, making way for him.

Cui Linglong was stunned,

watching that crystal-clear child pass through the crowd, step by step, slowly and steadily, until reaching the distant altar.

Chen Daoling struggled to lift his head, looking in confusion at this child he had never met,

only to see him coming, stepping on the void as if on one level of an invisible staircase after another, until approaching and surpassing himself.