Daoism Revival System: Start with fighting against Debunker Streamer-Chapter 349 - 348: White Cliff Mountain – So Many Daoists Are Gathered Here [Update 1]

Chapter 349: Chapter 348: White Cliff Mountain – So Many Daoists Are Gathered Here [Update 1]

Speaking of Venerable Sumeru, Lin Heng also felt a bit of regret.

The other party is actually in the Southern Heaven Continent.

For the past hundred years, many Daoist believers in the Hidden Dragon Dynasty have been persecuted by him.

Lin Heng had considered killing Venerable Sumeru before leaving.

But thinking about it, the other party was in a Bodhisattva’s dojo.

He had to temporarily give up.

Truly, Lin Heng was confident, relying on his physique washed by Daoist Purple Qi, combined with a forbidden technique like Heaven and Earth.

He could cross great realms and contend with an Immortal King.

But after all, he had never truly fought against someone in the Immortal King Realm, and Lin Heng couldn’t guarantee he could definitely defeat an ordinary Immortal King.

Moreover, the most critical issue was.

According to Yan Tong.

The Immortal King is merely the threshold realm for a Buddhist Sect Bodhisattva.

There are also great differences between Bodhisattvas.

Just as after the Buddha Country flourished, Bodhisattvas who attained the Fruit Position couldn’t even compare with the legendary Guanyin of the South Sea, Ksitigarbha of the Netherworld, or Manjushri and Samantabhadra.

Those who had transcended the Immortal King realm long ago.

Their terrifying power is immeasurable!

And Bodhisattva Manjushri of the Southern Heaven Continent, though clearly only in the Immortal King Realm.

But Yan Tong said that Manjushri’s talent was extraordinary, and he was outstanding among the Bodhisattvas after the flourishing of the Buddha Country.

How deep he had delved into the Immortal King Realm.

No one could say for sure.

Therefore, to be safe, Lin Heng could only temporarily suppress the idea of destroying Venerable Sumeru.

Of course, the main reason was that finding White Cliff Mountain was more urgent than killing Venerable Sumeru.

Before this.

Lin Heng didn’t want any more complications.

"How long do you estimate it will take us to reach the Eastern Immortal Domain?" Lin Heng asked.

"Probably not more than three days."

The Black Bear Spirit laughed, "Jambudvipa Continent is already close to the border of the Eastern Immortal Domain, but since White Cliff Mountain is quite far within the Eastern Immortal Domain, even with the speed of the Somersault Cloud, it will probably take about half a month to get there."

Lin Heng couldn’t help but mutter, "At this speed, it still takes half a month. The Upper Realm is just too large..."

"Isn’t it, though." The Black Bear Spirit sighed, "When I first came to the Southern Immortal Realm, it took me a full three years..."

"Sigh, I wonder what the situation at White Cliff Mountain is now..."

"I’ve been gone so long, could the White Snake Immortal and the others think I’m gone too?"

The Black Bear Spirit couldn’t help but pout.

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The Grand Thousand Upper Realm consists of five Great Immortal Realms: east, west, south, north, and center.

Each Immortal Realm is further divided into hundreds or thousands of continents.

At that time, deep within the Eastern Desolate Continent of the Eastern Immortal Domain.

Outside a small mountain with a radius of only a few thousand miles, there were already dozens of Buddhist Sect Immortal Monks gathered.

"Who would have thought that in such a remote place, there would be so many Daoists hiding!"

"It’s infuriating, that Four-sided Divine Stele, with overwhelming power, our venerable entered and died a miserable death inside."

"Who on earth set up these restrictions?"

They looked apprehensive.

Originally, they just intended to come to the Eastern Desolate Continent, to choose a suitable place as a Buddhist sect dojo, taking the opportunity to propagate the Buddhist Dharma to the creatures of this continent, seeking believers.

Unexpectedly, they discovered that deep within this eighty-thousand-mile-long river, there was a mountain surrounded by immense luck.

Inside the mountain range.

There were also billions of creatures!

And even more unexpectedly, there were many Daoists gathered here?

Their cultivation was low, with few having achieved immortality.

They didn’t seem like natives of the Upper Realm.

But to say they ascended from the Lower Realm, the Immortal Monks found it impossible.

Because there were too many inside, as many as billions in number.

In ancient and modern times, when has there ever been such a large group ascending all at once from a small world?

"Whose handiwork is this?"

"What secret is hidden within?"

They were full of questions.

But no one dared to casually step into that area again.

From the moment this place was discovered, they had been excited and thrilled, leading to more than a dozen Immortal Monks rushing in.

Who would have imagined that as soon as they stepped into that boundary, they were killed by terrifying restrictions!

Later, several Profound Immortals were unconvinced.

Thinking that the restrictions set by the Daoists inside were nothing impressive, they entered together.

The result was the same—the terrifying restrictions instantly slaughtered them!

The last time, it was their venerable.

Hoping to monopolize this place, to reap billions of worshippers, he took the risk and went in.

This time he managed to persist for a long time.

But the final outcome was still the same.

That venerable also perished inside.

Since then, the remaining Immortal Monks dared not approach again.

They could only send someone back to invite a Bodhisattva to come!

"Sigh, if only there weren’t those restrictions, we could have taken this place ourselves, and in time, we could have made these billions of ants turn from Daoists to Buddhists."

"Then, we would have our own incense offerings and beliefs."

"Perhaps we could become a venerable, or even dream of that Bodhisattva’s Fruit Position..."

"What a pity..."

The Immortal Monks sighed.

Ever since the flourishing of the Buddha Country.

The seats for Venerable Bodhisattvas have also opened up in succession.

Once every five hundred years there is a grand meeting in the Western Heaven.

In every region, Immortal Monks, anyone who establishes a dojo, widely spreads the Buddhist Dharma, and gains a large number of believers.

All have a chance to receive the Buddha’s gift of a Fruit Position.

Therefore, population and land have become the most important resources for the people of the Buddhist sect.

It’s precisely for this reason.

Immortal Buddhas from all walks of life are trying every possible way to expand their influence.

But in the Grand Thousand Upper Realm, there are so many strong individuals.

Even in the lowest-level dynasties, Grandmasters are as numerous as dogs, and Great Powers walk everywhere.

Without heaven-reaching methods, hoping to get incense offering beliefs is nothing but wishful thinking.

Therefore, the Immortal Monks who lack cultivation can only venture to some barren places that Bodhisattvas disdain, to try their luck.

If lucky enough to find tens of thousands of weakly cultivated creatures.

They could spread the Buddhist Dharma with an invincible Immortal Buddha posture, gaining incense offering believers.

But such places are exceedingly rare.

So, apart from various Bodhisattvas and a few venerables who can have a large number of incense offering believers.

Ordinary Immortal Monks can only climb up by daily and nightly cultivation and hard work.

When they accidentally found this place, they thought they could also walk the path of incense offering beliefs.

Who would have thought.

The mountain’s restrictions were like a bucket of cold water, extinguishing everyone’s fantasies.

"To find such a treasure land was not easy, and yet it still has to be offered up to the Bodhisattvas."

"Sigh, what a pity, it’s so sad, and frustrating..."

The crowd sighed.

"Now, we can only hope for the Bodhisattva’s generous spirit, that after occupying this place, he will reward us..."

"But speaking of which, why hasn’t Bodhisattva Yun Zhe arrived yet?"

"It won’t be that quick, even if a few junior brothers travel day and night to the Bodhisattva’s dojo, it’ll still take several days."

"So, be patient, what we need to do now is guard this place and not let anyone inside escape!"

"In this era, catching so many Daoists at once is indeed a great achievement!"

"Haha, indeed!"

The Immortal Monks joked, looking at White Cliff Mountain as if it were a delicious dish about to be served in front of them.

And at that time, everyone inside White Cliff Mountain.

Was still immersed in the joy of the Forbidden Land Divine Stele continuously exterminating several Immortal Buddhas.