Secret Buyer-Chapter 60: Anchor

The Buddha of Great Merit is naturally the same as the Sandalwood Merit Buddha.

He considered this thoroughly, just as Taoism refers to the Plague Emperor as the God of Plague, without knowing the name ’Lv Yue,’ the Buddhist Sect does the same.

This world seems to be obtaining mythical information from the so-called [Different Dimension],

but the information is inaccurate or incomplete, and they fill in the gaps themselves (mentally)?

Deep in thought, Zhang Fusheng tentatively asked:

"So, to anchor and solidify the Divine Realm, must it rely on things like the Nine-Ring Scepter.....something from a Different Dimension?"

He paused, then added:

"And what does this Different Dimension refer to?"

Shi Zhengyuan meticulously explained for the Living Buddha:

"Taoism’s Thirty-Six Layer of Heaven Dimension, Confucianism’s Saintly Dimension, the Abyssal Dimension of the Pantheon, the Ancient World Dimension being explored by the Federation....."

"And, my sect’s Sumeru Dimension."

He sighed softly:

"Unfortunately, of all the treasures of our Ling Mountain lineage, only this staff remains. The same item can be used to anchor a Different Dimension scene only once per person. Had all the treasures been present back then....."

Zhang Fusheng was deep in thought:

"Anchoring can be done more than once?"

"Naturally, the Divine Realm is boundlessly vast and can accommodate multiple Different Dimension scenes."

Shi Zhengyuan sighed deeply:

"The Nine-Ring Scepter can anchor to the Different Dimension related to this treasure. Countless years ago, two of my sect once anchored to the ’foot of Ling Mountain’ using it."

"Perhaps you can too!"

Zhang Fusheng pondered, then asked out of the blue:

"You mentioned earlier that things from a Different Dimension can be used to anchor, so does that mean not just objects, but also things like fire, wind, water?"

Shi Zhengyuan nodded:

"Indeed, that’s the case!"

Having received a definite answer, Zhang Fusheng’s brow smoothed out.

Shi Zhengyuan focused on the Living Buddha before him:

"Why don’t you try to see if you can wield this treasure? After our Ling Mountain lineage’s decline, fellow cultivators scattered, and I, with my abilities, am unable to activate such a treasure."

Zhang Fusheng’s heart skipped a beat.

One knows oneself best.

He’s not a real Living Buddha!

But facing Shi Zhengyuan’s earnest gaze, Zhang Fusheng steeled himself and took the Nine-Ring Scepter.

The Buddha Staff in hand was not as heavy as imagined; it was light, like a floating feather, the touch as cold as iron or copper.

The Nine-Ring Scepter showed no reaction.

Shi Zhengyuan sighed regretfully:

"As expected, according to the old scene shown by the Buddha Staff, only by enduring nine tribulations can you seek the respect of the Buddha. Likewise, only by enduring nine tribulations can you regain that overwhelming position."

Zhang Fusheng silently gave him a thumbs-up.

He loves this kind of auto-cover-up!

There were footsteps coming from outside; it was Lu Mingzhu, bringing roasted Star Beast meat. Just as she pushed open the door, an intangible ripple enveloped the entire Peace Hotel, and everyone inside was temporarily immobilized.

It was as if someone had pressed the pause button.

Zhang Fusheng was taken aback, then exclaimed:

"What kind of technique is this?"

Shi Zhengyuan clasped his hands together, offering a disclaimer:

"Living Buddha Fusheng, you have yet to experience the nine tribulations, and your Buddha Body and Buddha Wisdom are absent. I shall guide you, just as in the past, the Arhat who subdued the Celestial Dragon guided the Great Belly Venerate to become the Future Buddha. I am not your teacher, merely offering guidance to the still naive you."

Zhang Fusheng pondered for a few seconds before understanding.

The Dragon-Suppression Venerate, or Kasyapa Venerate with a Flower-picking Smile, awaits the birth of Maitreya to guide him into the path.

Shi Zhengyuan continued:

"Earlier, it was my use of the Divine Realm, covering this area with it, freezing the thoughts of all patrons in this building, making it seem as if I paused time here."

Zhang Fusheng nodded silently, committing this technique to memory, then asked:

"When I talk on the phone with my master, he’s always able to pass some words directly into my mind. What is this?"

"Perhaps the Living Buddha is unaware."

Shi Zhengyuan answered every question:

"That is Spiritual Thoughts. Before breaking the Great Limit, the distance spiritual thoughts can leave the body is short, but with the help of a ’carrier,’ it can be extended, such as through sound."

Zhang Fusheng listened intently, for what he lacked was relevant knowledge and information.

He earnestly sought guidance:

"What about the Great Limit?"

"After the Contemplation Technique has reached Perfection, it proceeds to Breaking the Limit. Breaking the Spiritual Limit is like a fish leaping over the dragon gate."

"Senior Shi, how many types of techniques are there in the world?"

"When there is no one else around, you may call me Zhengyuan directly...Regarding cultivation and combat, all techniques in the world are divided into five categories: Contemplation, Breathing, Fistwork, Weapons, and Arts. Comparatively, Contemplation is the most important, while Breathing is the least."

"Zhengyuan."

Zhang Fusheng spoke bluntly:

"Why do you keep saying Dragon Boat City is the Buddha Country?"

Shi Zhengyuan smiled:

"Because within the range of Dragon Boat City, any deceased person’s residual soul will naturally enter this monk’s Divine Realm."

"This is the salvation of all beings, the Paradise."

Eight hundred miles of Lion Camel Ridge unfolded again, and this time, countless souls appeared between the mountains.

Ten thousand, hundred thousand, million!

Millions in total.

Shi Zhengyuan, having been the Governor for decades, enlightened more souls than the current population of the entire Dragon Boat City!

Zhang Fusheng was dumbfounded, suddenly feeling a twinge of fear.

Since the souls of the deceased enter Shi Zhengyuan’s Divine Realm, what about the security officers I killed during the day?

He looked at the humble Shi Zhengyuan, feeling a chill down his spine.

Did he find out or not?

I don’t know.

"When the Living Buddha has experienced nine hardships and returned to his original position, this monk will naturally offer up the Buddha Country... Living Buddha Fusheng."

The elder softly chanted:

"If not anchoring the Divine Realm now, then when?"

The Nine-Ring Scepter left his hand, taken by the old monk, who shook the Buddha Staff, with the nine rings clashing, the Immortal Vine swaying!

"Namo Shakyamuni Tathagata!"

Zhang Fusheng took a deep breath, Brahma Sound echoing in his ears, cooperating to unfold the Divine Realm, but not forgetting to hide the essence of the Divine Realm having transformed into [Truth],

Suddenly, in his eyes, there was only this Divine Realm moving with his heart and mind.

"How to anchor?"

Zhang Fusheng muttered in confusion, thoughts revolving, the Divine Realm now an endless wasteland, then transforming into seventy-two snow-capped mountains, and then into raging waves, knife mountains and sea of fire.

Yet there was no sight of the so-called Different Dimension.

’Thud!!’

A crisp sound.

The Nine-Ring Scepter struck from above, piercing into Zhang Fusheng’s Divine Realm, nailing deep into the earth!

Buddha’s Light exploded, Brahma Sound chanting.

"Living Buddha, keep your mind and spirit calm, introspect your true self, view the Buddha Staff externally!"

Zhang Fusheng followed suit, the ever-changing Divine Realm stabilizing suddenly, breaking into a mass of formless chaos.

In his eyes, there was only the Nine-Ring Scepter.

The sound of tides roared, revealing the past.

Shi Zhengyuan’s voice came from beyond the Divine Realm.

"Living Buddha! This Buddha Staff can reveal one after another imaginary scene, all incomplete, and what everyone sees is different, randomly exhibiting 365 images, the Living Buddha can follow his true heart and choose at will!"

Zhang Fusheng did not answer, in a trance, seeing a vast ’Great World’, where he couldn’t see the full picture of the Great World.

Is that a Different Dimension?

He saw a fragment of a scene, with a man clad in a dragon robe, exceptionally brave, laughing and speaking about something.

Who is this?

Zhang Fusheng thought, could it be the creator of the ’Xuanwu Gate Inheritance Technique’?

Most likely.

He sensed that he could choose to connect his Divine Realm with this scene,

If he did so, perhaps what would be anchored is the likes of the Great Tang Imperial Palace?

Zhang Fusheng immediately abandoned this thought, because he did not know the position of this Mythical Era’s Tang Imperial Palace, whether it was an ordinary palace, or a place where the earthly fortune of kings gathered?

Shi Zhengyuan said, the higher the anchored scene’s position, the greater the benefits!

The blurred incomplete images continued to flicker, all reflected by the Nine-Ring Scepter.

Sometimes it was a riverbank, sometimes a wooden bed, now showing a verdant corner of trees, the next second turning into a dark seabed...

Sometimes, ’living beings’ would also appear in the scene, like a noble and calm queen, or two nodding and snorting catfish demons whose lower lips were cut off,

The most frequent appearance was of a furry monkey hand, a plump pig ear...

Zhang Fusheng chose none of these.

The monkey hand and pig ear were naturally Monkey Brother and Bajie, but the problem was, the anchoring was of a scene, not living beings,

Who knows where Monkey Brother and Bajie were swaying in these incomplete scenes related to the Nine-Ring Scepter?

The scenes flickered faster and faster.

Rocks, trees, an old woman carrying a basket, fruit like a baby, scattered white bones, and the 365 residual scenes were about to end... huh?

Huh??

Did something just flash by?

He suddenly raised his hand, and all the images came to an abrupt stop.