Chapter 497: Chanfo, Twenty-five Thousand Years Old

Chapter 497: Chanfo, Twenty-five Thousand Years Old

Spring passed, autumn arrived.

Seven hundred years passed.

Over the seven hundred years, the Immortal Realm did not undergo changes with each passing day. Take the Hundred Peaks Immortal River for example; it was still the same.

Because the Human Race occupied the mountainous land near the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, the gathering Innate Beings became fewer and fewer.

After Dan Long preached the Dao, many great Cultivators emerged among the Human Race. The increase in strength led to the birth of the Human Race's ambition, and they began to hunt unformed Innate Beings and Vicious Beasts.

In the eyes of the Human Race, beings whose appearances had not transformed into humans were no different from Vicious Beasts.

Humans were the spirits of all living beings, and the human shape also possessed profound mysteries. Before the Human Race existed, the appearances of all living beings after transforming were roughly the same. Empress Nuwa molded the Human Race by imitating the forms of living beings after they transformed, thereby gaining the recognition of the Heavenly Dao, and the Human Race became the first Heavenly Dao race.

The present Celestial Race also maintained human forms.

The Hidden Sect also witnessed the slaughter between the Human Race and the surrounding Innate Beings.

Han Duotian and a group of Innate Beings who could be considered Named Disciples of the Hidden Sect were all very unhappy.

Cultivate properly and not disturb each other—wouldn't that be good?

However, due to the isolation of the Dao field, they could only gnash their teeth in frustration.

Han Jue did not know about this and had been in secluded cultivation the entire time.

He was still far from Quasi-Saint Realm Perfection, but he could feel that he was constantly making progress.

On this day.

Han Jue took out the book of misfortune, cursed the Sage of Destiny, and checked the mail at the same time.

[Your friend Pan Xin was attacked by a Quasi-Saint and suffered heavy injuries.]

[Your friend Immortal God Ji mistakenly entered the Primordial Phoenix clan's Secret Realm.]

[Your friend Huang Zuntian suffered a mysterious curse.]

[Your Grand-disciple Fang Liang suffered a mysterious curse.]

[Your friend Great Divine General had an Epiphany regarding a Divine Ability, and his Dao Cultivation surged greatly.]

[Your friend Empress Houtu received guidance from a Mysterious Great Power, and her Dao Cultivation surged greatly.]

[Your friend Mo Zhu received guidance from a Saint, and her Dao Cultivation surged greatly.]

…

Huh?

The mysterious curse appeared again!

Han Jue raised his eyebrows. It seemed that the Dark Forbidden Lord still had quite a few followers.

Scanning all the way down, Han Jue noticed Mo Zhu.

Mo Zhu was still in Li Muyi's hands. Back then, in order to establish a connection with him, Li Muyi had taken Mo Zhu into his Dao field. Now that a conflict had arisen between him and Li Muyi, and Mo Zhu had received guidance from a Saint, he smelled the scent of a conspiracy.

However, he did not care. They wanted to use Mo Zhu to threaten him?

Impossible!

Han Jue's Dao Heart was as firm as a monolith and would not be affected.

The subsequent mail did not have anything worthy of Han Jue's attention. The current Immortal Realm remained peaceful, with no ripples for the time being.

Five days later, Han Jue continued to Cultivate.

About twenty years passed.

Beside the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, a human city welcomed a monk.

This monk looked to be in his early forties, draped in a kasaya and holding a staff. Compared to the animal skins worn by the human commoners, he looked exceptionally eye-catching.

As soon as he entered the city, he attracted the attention of the human commoners, who pointed at him.

"Amitabha."

The monk muttered softly and began to stroll around the city.

Several days later, various legends about the Buddhist Sect began to spread in the city, making the human commoners gasp in endless amazement.

Unlike Dan Long who directly preached the Dao, the monk did not preach directly. Instead, he popularized various cultural legends of the Buddhist Sect, letting the commoners know how Mortals attained the Dao through Buddhism. The stories had a strong sense of immersion and were full of incitement.

On the other side.

Chu Shiren went to visit Han Jue.

"Grandmaster, the Buddhist Sect has dispatched Chanfo into the Human Race. Chanfo is most skilled at bewitching people's hearts. If the Human Race is won over by him, the Buddhist Sect will establish a foothold right next to the Hidden Sect. This is not a good thing," Chu Shiren said earnestly.

He used to be the World Honored Buddha Ancestor of the Buddhist Sect, so he understood the Buddhas within the Buddhist Sect very well and was even very familiar with the Buddhist Sect's methods.

Now that he was a Hidden Sect Disciple, he naturally had to consider things for the Hidden Sect.

Han Jue said, "It's fine. The Hundred Peaks Immortal River has already been isolated by my Divine Ability. No matter what tricks the Buddhist Sect pulls, it's impossible for them to step half a step into the Hundred Peaks Immortal River."

Chu Shiren asked, "What if the Human Race begs you?"

Han Jue said, "I don't have any feelings of closeness toward this Human Race. The Mortal Realm I came from is actually still around; it's just hidden deep within my Soul."

His gaze narrowed, and his Divine Thought directly stimulated Chu Shiren's Divine Thought, pulling it into his own Star World and instantly arriving at the Reroll World.

As for the Star World, due to the concealment of the Primordial Qi, Chu Shiren could not peer into it.

Chu Shiren's Divine Thought covered the Reroll World, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

This Mortal Realm…

The White-Robed Buddha, who was Cultivating, suddenly opened his eyes and felt Chu Shiren's Divine Thought. He grew secretly nervous: "Isn't this the World Honored Buddha Ancestor?"

On second thought, the World Honored Buddha Ancestor had already become Han Jue's disciple, so there was no need to worry.

After a few breaths, Han Jue cut off Chu Shiren's Divine Thought.

Chu Shiren opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and exclaimed with emotion, "Grandmaster truly has great abilities. The external Human Race is indeed not worth mentioning; you have long left a spark for the Human Race, which commands my admiration!"

He spoke with utmost sincerity. With Han Jue's cultivation, the Reroll World offered no benefits to him whatsoever. Being able to preserve the Reroll World was merely for the sake of the kindness in his heart.

Cultivators like Han Jue who could still look after the Mortal Realm of their birth were far too few.

The higher the cultivation, the weaker the human nature, eventually turning into Immortal and divine great powers who lived only for themselves.

"Cultivate well. Actually, I value your Aptitude the most. Among the Hidden Sect Disciples, I hope you can be in the top three," Han Jue said, staring at Chu Shiren.

Chu Shiren nodded, his gaze resolute.

Following such a person of great benevolence, his Dao Heart became even steadier.

He wanted to assist Han Jue in reaching the peak of strength, and at that time, open up a truly peaceful and benevolent Heavenly Dao world!

After Chu Shiren left, Han Jue used the Simulation Trial to check the powerhouse outside the Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

[Chanfo: Early Stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm, one of the Buddha Ancestors of the Buddhist Sect]

Early Stage Grand Unity Golden Immortal Realm!

Not considered weak either.

Han Jue couldn't be bothered to conduct a Simulation Trial with him and directly ignored it.

…

Time flew, and more than a thousand years passed.

In the blink of an eye, Han Jue was already twenty-five thousand years old.

Chanfo was very capable; the Human Race had already turned into Buddhist Dao practitioners, and Buddhist Cultivators held very high status among the Human Race.

On this day.

A group of Buddhist Cultivators arrived near the Hundred Peaks Immortal River.

Leading them was an old monk.

He knelt down first, and the other monks knelt down following him.

"Is Ancestor Zhou Fan present?"

The old monk shouted loudly, and the other monks began to kowtow.

After quite a while, Zhou Fan's voice drifted over:

"What is it?"

He was very impatient. He loathed the Buddhist Sect the most, and seeing the Human Race practicing Buddhism made him feel like he had been backstabbed.

The old monk cried and begged, "Please come out and save the Human Race. Recently, a plague has broken out within the clan, and even Immortals cannot cure it."

Inside the Taoist temple.

Zhou Fan frowned.

Was this an attempt to trick him into coming out?

At this moment, another voice sounded: "Hmph, the plague has come at a good time. This is a punishment from the Heavenly Dao. The Human Race wantonly slaughters Innate Beings and casts their corpses out in the wilderness—this is their sin."

It was Li Xuan'ao's voice.

The old monk continued to cry and beg, "Ancestor Zhou Fan, if you don't come, the Human Race might face extinction!"

As soon as his voice fell, a terrifying gale emanated from inside the Hundred Peaks Immortal River, directly blowing this group of monks away. Not only them, but everyone within a radius of tens of millions of li was swept up and blown toward the horizon, and the human city was directly razed to the ground.

The human commoners in the gale were not ravaged; they simply couldn't control their bodies and could only let themselves be swept away by the wind.

The entire Human Race was relocated!