Chapter 1481: Zuting Yujing City

The approaching Great Buddha cultivated with hair; unlike other monks, he did not wear monastic robes, appearing like an ordinary person in the mundane world. Yet, as he walked, a vast Buddhist sound resonated and Buddhist light surged, forming circle after circle of halos behind his head.

Within the halos, various heavens of the Buddhist realm appeared. There were twenty-eight heavens in total, with a Great Sumeru Mountain at the center. Sacred Buddhas stood within these heavens, chanting Buddhist scriptures, and celestial flowers rained down. This caused the battling Cripple and Blind to quiet down and cease their conflict.

This Great Buddha was none other than Grandpa Ma from Disabled Elderly Village, Divine Constable Ma, Ma Rulai.

He strode forward, multiple layers of Buddhist light radiating behind him. The twenty-eight heavens of the Buddhist realm appeared increasingly real. Various Buddhist treasures hung within these heavens, their luminous glow enveloping them, creating an extraordinary solemnity.

Grandpa Ma ignored everyone, walking directly to Qin Mu's side. He raised a hand and pointed, touching Qin Mu's dream.

The dream surprisingly opened, and Grandpa Ma stepped into Qin Mu's dream. He arrived at Qin Mu's glabella and sat down in the lotus position.

Om, om, om—vibrations resounded. The twenty-eight heavens of the Buddhist realm behind Grandpa Ma's head rotated, attaching themselves behind Qin Mu's primordial spirit's head. Buddhas in all the heavens chanted grand scriptures, their Buddhist sounds coiling, and Sanskrit chants reverberated throughout the heavens.

Grandpa Ma slowly closed his eyes, but the eye at his glabella slowly opened.

Ma Rulai's third eye was a Buddha Eye, usually kept closed. When it opened, it signified an extremely urgent situation.

As this Buddha Eye opened, a beam of Buddhist light shot out from it, fixing on the Buddha Qin Mu. The Buddha Qin Mu in the dream immediately stopped assimilating.

Beams of Buddhist light shot out from Ma Rulai's vertical eye at his glabella, fixing each of the Qin Mus in the dream. He softly commanded, "Delusion!"

The Qin Mus in the dream immediately fell silent. Some Qin Mus struggled to speak, but when they did, it was mere delusional talk, no longer the scriptures of the Mi Luo Palace Primordial Saint.

Ma Rulai's eyes remained tightly closed, but his third eye at the glabella stayed open. He continued to fix countless Qin Mus in the dream and said, "I can help Mu'er hold on for a few days, but not much longer. I have a junior martial brother, Zhankong, whose Buddhist heart is profound. He resides in the Grand Thunderclap Temple, and his Buddha-nature has reached the Great Brahma Heaven. Cripple, go invite him here."

The Cripple's spirits soared, and his primordial spirit swiftly returned to his body. Suddenly, he vanished in a flash, and the Blind man cried out in alarm. All his clothes had been stolen clean; not even his socks were left.

The Blind man hastily used his Dragon Expansion Divine Spear to shield his lower body, angrily exclaiming, "Cripple, you’re hitting the wrong target! You’re taking your anger out on me!"

The Cripple had long since departed, scattering the Blind man's underwear, socks, inner wear, and outer garments everywhere.

The Mute delivered a set of clothes, and the Blind man quickly scurried to a secluded spot to put them on. He angrily retorted, "You're hitting the wrong target, you damn Cripple! Granny Si was the one who beat you first; I just lent a hand! If you're so capable, go steal Granny Si's clothes..."

Rumble, rumble, another series of powerful divine abilities pressed down. The Blind man could only kick his legs helplessly; even his Dragon Expansion Divine Spear was subdued, complaining incessantly to him.

A few days later, the Cripple rushed back at lightning speed, cradling a demonic ape with long, glossy black fur in his arms. The ape was as large as a mountain, yet he held it effortlessly, and it was still deeply asleep, its snores like thunder.

The Blind man felt the pressure on him lighten, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief. He quickly got up—he had been suppressed for several days. He presumed Granny Si had seen the Cripple arrive with the demonic ape Zhankong and thus calmed down, letting him off the hook.

"Zhankong Rulai was still sleeping when you brought him?" The Blind man stepped forward and asked.

The Cripple carried Zhankong Rulai to Qin Mu's side and gently set down the reclining Buddha. The demonic ape Zhankong Rulai's fur was longer than before, making it impossible to tell he was a Great Buddha with profound Buddhist teachings and a vast Buddhist heart. Instead, he resembled a demon from Youdu.

"He was sleeping, and there were monks and Buddhas all over the mountains and fields. I tried to wake him, but he wouldn't stir, so I just stole him."

The Cripple complained, "The monks and Buddhas of the Grand Thunderclap Temple were stingy too; they actually chased after me with weapons! Good thing I'm fast."

The Blind man was speechless.

Grandpa Ma's voice came from within Qin Mu's layered dreams, saying, "Although Junior Brother Zhankong's magical power cultivation is lacking, his mental cultivation is superior to mine. He is the only one who approaches the Old Buddha. With him here, we can hold on for another month."

He sat within Qin Mu's primordial spirit's glabella, his form swaying precariously. The beams of Buddhist light from his glabella's Buddha Eye also dimmed, making it difficult to fix those Qin Mus and prevent them from continuing their delusional talk.

The demonic ape Zhankong suddenly stood up, yet his eyes remained tightly closed, and his snores boomed like thunder. He simply strode into Qin Mu's dream.

Once inside Qin Mu's dream, he continued to snore loudly, falling to the ground in deep slumber. Unlike Grandpa Ma, he didn't need to exert Buddhist power to suppress anything.

Outside, everyone exchanged glances. They saw that the Qin Mus in the dream, amidst his snores, all fell asleep as well, breathing with him, entering the dream with him, and sleeping soundly.

Seeing this, everyone finally felt relieved.

Granny Si put down her prehistoric divine bow and whispered, "Now that two Buddhas are here, we can hold on for another month. I wonder if Patriarch Wei and Shujun have already found the Ancestral Court Jade Capital City and drawn the attention of the Ten Heavenly Venerates..."

She raised her head and looked up at the sky.

From the peak of the One Hundred Thousand Sacred Mountains, one could also see Xuandu by looking up at the sky.

At this time, most of the Ten Heavenly Venerates were likely still in Xuandu, dividing its spoils, subjugating the Heavenly Dao, and refining the Heavenly Duke's physical body.

It would also take a long time to travel from Xuandu to the Ancestral Court.

Although Heavenly Venerates were present in the Celestial Heavens above the Ancestral Court at this moment, their numbers were few.

"Moreover, most of the Ten Heavenly Venerates are injured. Can they truly reach the Ancestral Court and find Jade Capital City within this month?"

Granny Si whispered, "Even if they find Jade Capital City, can they break through the Perfumed Palace and defeat the Mi Luo Palace Primordial Saint..."

She was filled with worry.

Meanwhile, Wei Suifeng and Shujun stood in the air, borne by the wind. Shujun's glabella suddenly opened, revealing a Primordial Divine Stone. His divine sense burst forth, conjuring various strange phenomena in the air. He solemnly stated, "I also had a hand in sealing the Ancestral Court Jade Capital City back then. Although everyone agreed to forget the experiences within Jade Capital City, not to think about what happened there, and not to speak of its encounters, how could one truly not think of it?"

He was one of the sealers of Jade Capital City. While he couldn't completely break the city's seal, he could still undo the portion he himself had left behind.

As Shujun began to unseal it, an ancient, vast aura suddenly surged skyward. The world of the Ancestral Court trembled and shook!

Crack, crack! Intense tremors spread. A corner of an ancient divine city suddenly appeared before them!

The aura of the boundless Grand Dao assailed them, causing both their figures to sway unsteadily. Wei Suifeng and Shujun's faces wrinkled from the impact!

Once the Grand Dao's aura had passed, Wei Suifeng dusted himself off. He gazed at the magnificent architecture that had suddenly emerged before them and the terrifying sights within that divine city, muttering, "If it weren't to save my junior brother, you couldn't pay me to come to a place like this..."

Before entering the city, he left a large cauldron behind. It was filled with stardust, and an incense stick was planted in the sand.

Shujun was puzzled.

Wei Suifeng explained, "After we go in, this incense stick will draw a map of our path on the stardust. If we get trapped inside, others can follow the map to rescue us."