Chapter 25

As the Buddha War Chariot was activated with spiritual energy, it transformed into a magnificent war chariot pulled by a majestic steed rearing and neighing.

The space inside the carriage was unusually spacious, making it very comfortable to sit in. Moreover, the carriage was adorned with countless talismans that would form a golden light barrier to withstand attacks for a moment.

Zhu Ganglie urged the Buddha War Chariot to travel at a speed of nearly a thousand miles a day.

However, since the Taibai Sword Sect had moved to the outer star rivers, he had to go to the Thunder Marsh to join the Divine Dawn Dao.

The Thunder Marsh was likely tens of thousands of miles away, and without the Buddha War Chariot, it would take him several years to travel there, day and night, even with flying. Moreover, there were numerous difficulties and dangers along the way, and a few years might not be enough.

In fact, the Ice Soul Daoist knew that it would take ordinary people several years, or even a decade, to reach the Thunder Marsh. However, this was also a test for Zhu Ganglie, to temper his mind and strengthen his resolve to seek the Dao. It was also an opportunity for Zhu Ganglie to achieve out-of-body soul projection and refine his spiritual energy.

The Daoist sects always subjected their disciples to numerous trials. Only those with a stable mind, good potential, and a firm resolve to seek the Dao could be admitted and taught the true teachings.

As long as Zhu Ganglie could enter the Thunder Marsh and reach the Divine Dawn Dao, he would prove his mind, potential, and resolve to seek the Dao. The Ice Soul Daoist would then admit him and teach him the true methods of immortality.

While the Buddha War Chariot was speeding along, Zhu Ganglie sat inside the carriage, meditating and cultivating to strengthen his divine soul, as he had not yet successfully cultivated the ninth spiritual energy.

Zhu Ganglie traveled quickly, covering tens of thousands of miles in a few days, leaving the State of Qingqiu and crossing the edge of the State of Zhuzi, approaching the vast Thunder Marsh.

The Thunder Marsh was boundless, spanning hundreds of thousands of miles, and was home to many ancient giant beasts, countless demons, and numerous powerful demons who ruled the mountains and forests.

These demon kings' territories were almost equivalent to human kingdoms, with laws and commands to govern various demon races.

The edge of the Thunder Marsh was a vast grassland spanning tens of thousands of miles, where countless fierce tribes lived. These tribes bordered the States of Qingqiu and Zhuzi.

To guard against these fierce tribes, the two states had built numerous cities and strongholds to block them and set up markets to trade with the tribes.

After passing through these strongholds, Zhu Ganglie bought some daily necessities and food in the markets, as he had not yet reached the body-attachment realm and could not practice abstention from food.

Fortunately, when Zhu Ganglie left the State of Qingqiu, he took a lot of gold and silver, which, although useless to cultivators, were effective for traveling in the human world and interacting with ordinary people.

After buying many supplies in a market, Zhu Ganglie did not rest and immediately urged the carriage into the vast grassland.

After half a day of travel, the loud cries of battle woke Zhu Ganglie, who was absorbing the elemental energy of heaven and earth.

Zhu Ganglie used his spiritual energy to investigate and saw that about a hundred thousand tribesmen were fighting.

In the midst of the battle cries, Zhu Ganglie also sensed the changes in the elemental energy of heaven and earth. The rolling iron-blooded aura filled the sky, and the souls of the fallen warriors floated in space, either rising to the sky with the iron-blooded aura or continuing to fight instinctively, forming a phantom war kingdom in the sky.

Seeing this scene, Zhu Ganglie's brows furrowed slightly. He did not expect to encounter such a situation and did not dare to cross this iron-blooded aura and the war kingdom formed by the souls of the fallen warriors with his current strength.

After all, the iron-blooded aura and the souls of the fallen warriors were powerful enough to destroy his spiritual energy and shatter his divine soul.

He could only wait for the battle to end. He stepped out of the Buddha War Chariot, lightly tapped the Primordial Yang Ruler to store the entire chariot inside, and concealed his aura, staying in place.

Looking at the terrifying iron-blooded aura and the souls of the fallen warriors, Zhu Ganglie's eyes flickered, and he lightly raised his hand, sending the Spirit Sealing Pagoda flying into the sky as a white light, beginning to absorb the iron-blooded aura and the souls of the fallen warriors.

The original form of the Spirit Sealing Pagoda was the White Bone Yin Lock Pagoda, which could grow stronger by absorbing souls and refining itself. The souls of the fallen warriors were much stronger than ordinary souls, and absorbing them would allow the pagoda to be refined more quickly.

In a short time, hundreds of souls of the fallen warriors were absorbed into the pagoda, and the vast iron-blooded aura transformed into rolling energy, which was converted into talisman seeds to refine the pagoda.

"Ah!"

Zhu Ganglie sensed that Dou Tai in the first level of the pagoda was devouring the absorbed souls of the fallen warriors, and his strength was slowly increasing as he devoured them.

"Your Highness, I am a Yin Ghost, and devouring these souls of the fallen warriors can enhance my strength. Please forgive me, Your Highness!"

Sensing Zhu Ganglie's aura, Dou Tai immediately bowed and begged for forgiveness.

"No problem, continue."

Zhu Ganglie wanted to see how much stronger Dou Tai would become after devouring the souls of the fallen warriors, so he smiled and let him continue.

Fortunately, the iron-blooded aura and the souls of the fallen warriors could be continuously absorbed into the pagoda.

After a day of devouring, Zhu Ganglie sensed that the second level of the Spirit Sealing Pagoda had been successfully refined.

"Your Highness, with these souls of the fallen warriors, I have reached the peak of the out-of-body soul projection realm. I have also gathered eight hundred souls of the fallen warriors and hope to train them into ghost soldiers, so please allow me, Your Highness!"

Dou Tai bowed respectfully and begged.

"Train them yourself."

Since the Spirit Sealing Pagoda had been refined to the second level, the souls of the fallen warriors were no longer a concern, so he allowed it and prepared to finish his cultivation and urge the Buddha War Chariot to leave.

"Who dares to steal the iron-blooded aura and the souls of the fallen warriors of this monk?"

Just as Zhu Ganglie finished his cultivation and was pleased that the second level of the Spirit Sealing Pagoda had been refined, a roar came from the darkness. A foreign monk, wearing a large black rosary around his neck and holding a six-inch bronze lamp, quickly flew over.

Before Zhu Ganglie could react, the foreign monk threw the black rosary, which transformed into six fierce deities in the air, rushing toward Zhu Ganglie.

Seeing these six fierce deities, Zhu Ganglie was startled and retreated, scanning them with his spiritual energy. He sneered, "Six things that are barely stronger than ordinary martial artists, and you dare to show them off."

Although these six deities were several yards tall and looked fierce and terrifying, as if they had boundless strength, their true strength was not even as strong as his physical body. A martial artist who had achieved great success in the martial arts could knock one of these deities down with a single punch.

Their true strength was roughly equivalent to that of tigers, leopards, and wolves.

Understanding this, Zhu Ganglie sneered, flicked his wrist, and the Tianxing Sword Pill transformed into a ball of fire, lightly colliding with one of the deities and shattering it. Then, with another swing, the other five deities instantly disintegrated.

Seeing this, the foreign monk was terrified and quickly retreated, holding the Qingyang Lamp in his hand.

These Six Great Vajra Deities were obtained from an ancient Buddhist scripture. By refining six of them, one could awaken the first consciousness of Buddhism.

By refining another six, one could open the second consciousness, and so on. By refining thirty-six, one could open the sixth consciousness, understand the Buddhist mind, and refine a Buddhist relic, equivalent to the Golden Core realm of cultivators.

With these Six Great Vajra Deities, he had defeated many high-ranking Buddhist monks and Daoist cultivators.

However, refining these deities was extremely difficult, requiring a powerful physical body as a base and daily nourishment with the soul until a Great Vajra Deity was formed.

He had worked hard to refine only six of them.

Today, they were shattered in an instant by this unremarkable young man.

Terrified, he no longer cared about anything else, revealing a circle of Buddha light behind his head and using the Qingyang Lamp to form a green light barrier to protect himself.

"Heh heh, good treasure, but the person is too weak."

Zhu Ganglie looked at the green light barrier, sneered, and extended the Primordial Yang Ruler to strike it, burning a hole in the green barrier with seven Lotus Fire.

"Go!"

Seizing the opportunity, Zhu Ganglie lightly commanded, and the white jade pagoda broke through the monk's forehead, absorbing his physical body into the pagoda and refining his soul into a spirit-summoning talisman.

Zhu Ganglie lightly touched the newly refined talisman, absorbing the monk's information, and spat, "A broken thing, daring to interfere with my good deed!"

Zhu Ganglie felt extremely unlucky. The monk, named Kuxing Tuo, was a guardian monk of the Jinglun Temple's scripture hall.

While organizing the scripture hall, he had fortuitously obtained a Qingyang Lamp and an ancient Buddhist scripture, the Great Vajra Deity Scripture. He had used it to refine six Great Vajra Deities, awakening the first consciousness of Buddhism, and became arrogant, considering himself the protagonist of the world and causing trouble in the grassland.

Understanding this, Zhu Ganglie felt disdain for him but also realized that the Great Vajra Deity Scripture was a miscellaneous cultivation method.

Over time, Zhu Ganglie had gained more knowledge about the cultivation methods in the world. The main streams were Buddhism and Daoism.

Those who did not belong to these two streams were classified as miscellaneous or heretical methods.

Their theories were diverse, and their cultivation methods varied widely, with endless possibilities.

It was said that there were eight hundred miscellaneous methods and three thousand heretical methods, indicating the vast variety of cultivation methods.

The White Bone Technique he had obtained also belonged to the heretical methods, but some heretical practitioners had achieved great feats and were considered wandering immortals, not to be underestimated.

In fact, those who cultivated to immortality using heretical methods were also called wandering immortals.

Reflecting on this, Zhu Ganglie sighed, feeling a connection with the heretical methods. He had first obtained the White Bone Technique, which could be cultivated to the Unity realm, and now he had obtained the Great Vajra Deity Scripture, which could be cultivated to the Golden Core realm.

If he had not been so focused on immortality and freedom, he might have been willing to cultivate these methods, as a technique that could be cultivated to the Golden Core realm was extremely rare and sufficient to establish a sect.

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