Chapter 327: Come on! My merit!
Chapter 327 Come on! My Merit!
“This place harbors so many resentful souls, if we can transcend them all, I’m afraid that their merit will be astronomical!”
Wang Xiu’s gaze flickered, and he had a hidden plan in his heart.
This world had also existed for an unknown number of years.
Just from what Wang Xiu had encountered along the way, there were at least tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years of history.
During this long period of time, the living beings who died here could not be reborn.
The souls were all piled up here.
How horrible is the number?
If all of them were dispatched, converted into merit, it would be enough to create a living Buddha.
Of course.
Also because this quantity is too huge.
The time required for an ordinary Buddhist monk of great virtue to purify the remnants of the souls here, even if he were to carry out transcendence day and night, moment by moment, would be unimaginably long.
Without thousands of years, it was basically impossible.
Furthermore.
With the strangeness of this place.
I’m afraid that even the most flourishing Buddhist holy places in the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands.
There are not many people who can go as deep into this place as Wang Xiu.
Just those previous generations of powerhouses that were manipulated by the death qi were enough to cause a headache.
Even if they arrived, with such an appalling number of resentful souls, I’m afraid that before they could be transcended, they would have already begun to revolt.
A Quasi-Emperor Supreme would not dare to easily intrude.
“The Three Lives Stone stands on the banks of the Yellow Springs, deciding the karma of all living beings! It already has the power to purge past lives and present lives, to settle love and hatred, and it has a miraculous effect in purifying the residual souls of grudges, etc. If it can be refined, I’m afraid that the efficiency of transcendence can be doubled a hundred times!”
With the mysteriousness of the Three Lives Stone.
If the main body is here.
With Wang Xiu’s cultivation at this moment, even with all the means at his disposal, it would be difficult to refine it, let alone invoke its great power.
But if it was just a fragment.
Wang Xiu might not be unable to do so by activating the Underworld Emperor Prison Suppressing Scripture, summoning the Underworld Emperor’s Dharma Body, and imprinting on it!
“A supreme treasure comparable to a quasi-imperial artifact, plus endless merit! Such a chance, if you don’t strive for it, you are a cultivator in vain!” Wang Xiu’s eyes blossomed with a strange light, and he did not hesitate to sit down and activate the Underworld Emperor Prison Suppression Scripture.
His body’s mana surged and endless runes emerged, converging on the Hades Emperor’s Dharma Body.
The precious appearance was solemn.
It was as if a god had come in person.
He slowly raised his hand, and the gigantic Dharma Body of the Underworld Emperor made the same movement, his palm covering that Three Lives Stone Tablet.
Buzz!
This instant.
The Three Lives Stone immediately reacted, its body glowing as an ancient rune lit up, and then a bunch of dense, tadpole-like ancient characters floated out, forming a scripture in midair.
“This is …… a merit law?”
Wang Xiu’s divine sense swept through, and the mysteries of those scriptures immediately surfaced in his mind.
However, this scripture was crippled.
It was disorganized and just a part of it, making it difficult to see exactly what it was.
Wang Xiu memorized these silently in his mind.
Then he continued to push his mana, and a rune kept falling on the Three Lives Stone Tablet.
The Underworld Emperor Prison Suppression Scripture technique was unique.
It was even more of a fish out of water in this place, and the various subtleties were able to be utilized to the fullest.
There was constantly a strange light emerging from the Three Lives Stone.
This lake above the dense light, clouds, like a fairyland in general, seems to be different from the previous ghosts.
……
Three years later.
“Collect!”
Wang Xiu steeply opened his eyes, his vigorous breath around him violently spreading like all around, and the lake boiled and tumbled continuously.
At the center of the lake.
The Three Lives Stone Monument, which was more than a hundred feet tall, was covered in golden light and rose up from the ground, setting off boundless waves.
It then continuously shrunk and turned into a few inches in size, just like a stone tablet, held in the palm of Wang Xiu’s hand.
Wang Xiu’s eyes were calm and peaceful, playing with the Three Lives Stone Tablet whose body was warm and moist, like warm jade, and he could not help but sigh, “Even if it is only a fragment of the real Three Lives Stone, it is not a mortal object! The Hades Emperor’s Prison Suppressing Scripture is surprisingly effective in assisting in the refining of this object, but even so, it took me a full three years to barely refine this object!”
Wanting to completely refine this item.
I’m afraid that a long period of time is still needed for refining and warming.
But on second thought.
This is normal.
Even if it was an unusual Quasi-Emperor Artifact, if one wanted to successfully refine it, it would require thousands of years of light. The subsequent refining would require the long lifespan of a Quasi-Emperor to polish it.
The longer it was refined, the stronger it became.
One had never heard of anyone’s supreme treasure being completely refined in a few years.
If it was a true emperor soldier, it would be even more difficult.
Unless it was refined by one’s own hands, it was another story.
If a descendant wanted to refine the emperor soldier of his predecessor, the amount of light required would be unimaginable.
Just wanting to initially utilize it would require at least hundreds of years of preparation.
It’s still true.
The Heavenly Dao is clear, everything exists for a reason.
Cultivators with a high level of cultivation have a long lifespan.
But as if because of this, the higher the cultivation level, as if to do anything, need a longer time.
Whether it was cultivation, seclusion, refining weapons, alchemy, and comprehending the Dao ……
At low realms, the unit of time used was often a few years, at most a dozen years, a few decades.
But as the realm got higher and higher.
Often a mediocre cultivation, several hundred years have passed in the world.
Wanting to obtain a longer lifespan.
One would need to invest a longer period of time.
This was supposed to be common sense in the Immortal Cultivation World.
It was only that Wang Xiu had traveled all the way, and with his golden finger and unique chance, the longest cultivation he remembered was the one that he had spent in the Candle Dragon Space to comprehend the Candle Dragon Origin.
But even that one time.
It was also because within the Candle Dragon Space, the flow of time was different from the outside world.
The time that Wang Xiu truly felt was not that long.
Up until now.
Wang Xiu was also not yet a hundred years old!
At this age, in the cultivation world, I’m afraid that some people with unusual qualifications haven’t even built a foundation yet!
I’m afraid that some YuanYing Venerable Masters have been in seclusion for more than a hundred years at a time.
And Wang Xiu.
It was with such a short period of time that he had traveled to the heights of today.
He had always been used to the rhythm of his cultivation.
Feeling that cultivating Immortality was supposed to be like this.
It was not until today that he vaguely felt like a “real” Immortal Cultivator.
This kind of experience, which lasted for several years, was very new to him!
……
Wang Xiu held the pocket-sized “Three Lives Stone” tablet and felt the flow of its arcane power, as if he could see the past and present lives of countless living beings once he closed his eyes.
“Ancient cultivators, there was a cultivation method called ‘Red Dust Road’, which is about hiding in the red dust, watching the vicissitudes of the sea, the world’s events, and comprehending the Great Dao! This Three Lives Stone Tablet, for this kind of cultivation, I think it must be very beneficial ……”
Wang Xiu’s eyes flickered, feeling a few moments of pity.
He himself did not have a legacy in this area.
Otherwise, how could one arrange for a divine soul incarnation to take the path of red dust into the Dao, and with the Three Lives Stone Tablet, one would think that the achievement would not be small.
Shaking his head, he brushed aside these trivial thoughts.
Wang Xiu took a deep breath and looked at the large lake in front of him.
After losing the Three Lives Stone Tablet.
The lake became more and more turbid, showing a deadly black color.
The deathly aura in the sky was also more silent than ever.
Give a person a feeling that even the “dead air” is dead.
Weird to the extreme.
“Without this Three Lives Stone Tablet, I’m afraid that this place will hatch out some extraordinary evil spirits in a few thousand to ten thousand years!”
Wang Xiu tsked twice.
No longer ink, running the gong method, the vast mana injected into the Three Lives Stone Monument, suddenly the light rose greatly, a channel filled with the arcane atmosphere of the haze light from the monument stirred out, spread out in all directions.
In an instant.
The deathly aura enveloping this huge peak all began to fluctuate.
Within the Yellow Spring Shadow, the densely-packed resentful souls were violently stunned, and then they neatly turned their heads to look this way.
“Come! My merit!”
(End of chapter)