ATPnovel Chapter 87 The three words "Purple Cloud Palace" caused the ceiling of the Three Realms to
Chapter 87 The three words "Purple Cloud Palace" caused the ceiling of the Three Realms to
Three days have passed since the Haotian Mirror incident.
Chen Fan stood atop Flower Fruit Mountain, with the phantom of an ancient mirror floating before him.
This mirror is a fragment he obtained at the South Heavenly Gate. It can only be viewed and not used, but it is enough for him to understand the dynamics of the Three Realms over the past three days.
In Heaven, the Jade Emperor issued a gag order, and all the heavenly soldiers who witnessed the unusual activity of the Haotian Mirror had their memories erased.
As for Buddhism, Buddha made no move whatsoever; the silence was eerily profound.
Both of these behemoths are waiting.
Chen Fan knew they were waiting for him to make the first move.
"Report—"
The sound of the curtain rolling came from down the mountain.
Immediately afterwards, a figure scrambled up the mountaintop.
"military adviser!"
Rolling up the curtain was covered in sweat, clutching a scroll of bamboo slips in his hand.
"What happened?"
Chen Fan turned around.
Rolling Curtain, panting heavily, said, "Lingshan...Lingshan is going to hold the Ghost Festival!"
"The Ghost Festival?"
Chen Fan frowned.
"What is that?"
Rolling up the curtain, she stuffed the bamboo slips into his hand: "Buddhist rites of deliverance are held every year on the fifteenth of the seventh lunar month, but this time is different!"
Chen Fan unfolded the bamboo slips.
After reading it, his expression changed.
The Ghost Festival, on the surface, is a ritual to help the souls of the dead find peace.
In reality, it is a Buddhist ritual to harvest the power of faith from the human world.
On this day every year, Buddhist temples open the passage between the underworld and Mount Ling to guide the souls of the deceased.
When the souls of the deceased pass through Lingshan, they will be enlightened by the Buddha's light and transformed into Buddhist merits.
"What's different this year is..."
The sound of the roller shutter was low and deep.
"The Buddha himself ordered that all the souls of the demons who died in the Journey to the West throughout history be converted to Buddhism!"
Chen Fan's pupils contracted.
Which monsters died in the Journey to the West throughout history?
Aren't those the souls of the monkeys and their offspring from Flower Fruit Mountain?
Back then, Huaguo Mountain was besieged by the Heavenly Court, resulting in countless deaths and injuries.
After those monkeys and their offspring die, their souls should enter the underworld to be reincarnated.
But if Buddhism is to convert them this time...
"Hold."
Chen Fan cursed under his breath.
"The Buddha is trying to sever the very foundation of Flower Fruit Mountain!"
Once a soul is converted, it is no longer its original form.
They will forget their past lives and become puppets of Buddhism.
The descendants of Huaguo Mountain will become fewer and fewer.
Until it is completely extinct.
"Anything else?"
Chen Fan suppressed his anger.
The roller shutter hesitated for a moment.
"Roll up the curtain!"
"explain!"
Rolling Curtain gritted his teeth: "Ksitigarbha... Ksitigarbha has been very active in the underworld lately."
"Ksitigarbha?"
Chen Fan raised an eyebrow.
That Buddhist bodhisattva who has spent countless years in the underworld but never interferes in worldly affairs?
"What is he doing?"
"have no idea."
The curtain is rolled up and the head is shaken.
"But there are reports that he has recently been looking through a copy of the Book of Life and Death."
"Flip through the Book of Life and Death?"
Chen Fan's eyes flickered.
What does Ksitigarbha want to do?
He shouldn't just be a minor Bodhisattva.
According to Chen Fan's memories from his previous life, Ksitigarbha was a ruthless character who vowed "I will not become a Buddha until hell is empty."
Although it now seems that this Bodhisattva's ambitions may not extend beyond the underworld.
"Let's ignore Ksitigarbha for now."
Chen Fan put away the bamboo slips.
When does the Ghost Festival begin?
"Seven days later."
"Seven days..."
Chen Fan murmured.
Time is very tight.
But that's enough for him to arrange.
"Inform everyone that there will be a meeting tonight."
"yes!"
The curtain was rolled up and lowered.
Chen Fan looked westward.
In the direction of Lingshan, the sea of clouds rolls and the Buddha's light shines into the sky.
Tathagata.
This time, you want to play.
I'll play along.
---
That night.
Huaguo Mountain Council Hall.
Chen Fan sat in the main seat, with his monkey followers and various monster leaders sitting below him.
There's also the Bull Demon King and his son.
"Everyone is here."
Chen Fan stood up.
"Enough with the nonsense."
"The Buddhist community will hold the Ullambana Festival in seven days."
"The goal is to harvest the souls of the dead from Flower Fruit Mountain."
These words caused an uproar in the council chamber.
"What?!"
"This is outrageous!"
"I'll fight them to the death!"
The Bull Demon King slammed his fist on the table and stood up.
"Brother, give the order!"
Chen Fan gestured for him to stop.
"Quiet."
The crowd quieted down.
"In a head-on confrontation, we can't defeat Lingshan."
"But if they want to open a passage, they must go through the underworld."
Where is the interface between the underworld and Mount Ling?
The six-eared macaque stepped forward.
"I know."
"On the banks of the River of Oblivion, beside the Well of Reincarnation."
"That's the weakest point in the underworld."
Chen Fan nodded.
"very good."
"This time I'm going to intercept the festival."
"Let the chain of merit in Buddhism be completely broken."
"How do we cut it?"
"The Bull Demon King asked."
Chen Fan smiled.
His smile was cold.
"The underworld has its own rules."
"For Buddhism to help the souls of the deceased, it needs the approval of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."
"Unless Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva agrees..."
"Buddhism cannot interfere."
The six-eared macaque frowned.
"Will Ksitigarbha listen to us?"
"Won't."
Chen Fan shook his head.
"But he'll be afraid."
"Fear?"
Everyone is puzzled.
Chen Fan did not explain.
He took out a black token from his system inventory.
The token bears two ancient characters—
"Reincarnation".
"What is this?"
The monkeys and their offspring were curious.
Chen Fan said calmly, "The Reincarnation Decree."
"It allows control over the permissions of one cycle."
"Back then, I trespassed into the underworld and took it from King Yama."
"I've been reluctant to use it."
The Bull Demon King's eyes lit up.
"you mean……"
"Isn't Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva afraid of problems arising from reincarnation?"
Chen Fan fiddled with the token.
"I'll let him know."
"If the Buddhist community dares to open the passage."
"I will destroy reincarnation once."
"Let the underworld descend into chaos."
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva cannot bear this responsibility."
Silence fell over the council chamber.
Everyone is still processing this plan.
"madman."
The six-eared macaque murmured.
"You're playing with fire."
"No."
Chen Fan smiled.
"This is negotiation."
"Buddhism seeks to guide the souls of the deceased."
"Can."
"But they'll have to pay a price."
---
Three days later.
Hell.
On the banks of the River of Oblivion.
An ancient altar stands beside the Well of Reincarnation.
On the altar, the light of Buddha flowed and the sound of chanting rang out.
The Buddha himself was in charge.
Behind him stood the three great Bodhisattvas: Guanyin, Samantabhadra, and Manjushri.
There are also thousands of Buddhist disciples.
"Let's begin."
The Buddha spoke.
Guanyin nodded and walked towards the altar.
Just then—
"Report—"
A Vajra or Arhat rushed over.
"Buddha!"
"Ksitigarbha... Ksitigarbha, he..."
"What's wrong with him?"
Guanyin frowned.
"He...he said..."
The Arhat stammered.
He said that it's okay to make a ruckus at the festival.
"But don't touch reincarnation."
Guanyin's expression changed drastically.
Tathagata opens his eyes.
"Chen Fan".
"Yes."
A soft laugh came from behind.
Chen Fan emerged from the darkness.
Behind him followed the Bull Demon King, the Six-Eared Macaque, and a group of masters from Flower Fruit Mountain.
"have not seen you for a long time."
"Tathagata"
Buddha looked at Chen Fan.
"What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything."
Chen Fan shrugged.
"I just want to make a deal with you."
"trade?"
The Buddha sneered.
"What makes you think you're qualified to make a deal with me?"
"qualifications?"
Chen Fan smiled.
He raised the Reincarnation Decree in his hand.
"Just because of this."
"You can give it a try."
The Buddha stared at the token.
His eyes were deep and intense.
It's impossible to tell what he's thinking.
Chen Fan wasn't in a hurry.
He is very clear.
The Tathagata is measuring.
Once something goes wrong in reincarnation.
Chaos erupted in the underworld.
The Buddhist community's years of efforts were destroyed in an instant.
This is a risk that Buddha cannot afford.
really.
After a while.
The Buddha spoke.
What do you want?
Chen Fan smiled.
I knew you would compromise.
"It's very simple."
"First, open the reincarnation channel for the souls of the dead from Huaguo Mountain."
"Secondly, in the future, Buddhist rituals to guide the souls of the deceased must be approved by the underworld."
"third……"
He paused.
"Give me an original copy of the Ullambana Sutra."
These words were spoken.
The Buddha's expression changed.
The Ullambana Sutra.
A Buddhist treasure.
It records the highest method for guiding the souls of the deceased.
Once it falls into Chen Fan's hands...
You're dreaming.
The Buddha said coldly.
"Then let's not talk about it."
Chen Fan turned around.
"The Bull Demon King".
"Let's do it."
"yes!"
The Bull Demon King raised his iron cudgel.
Just then—
"etc."
The Buddha spoke.
Chen Fan turned around.
The Buddha took a deep breath.
"Article 1 and Article 2."
"I agree."
"Article Three..."
"No way."
Chen Fan smiled.
"OK."
"Article 1 and Article 2."
"make a deal."
He put away the Reincarnation Decree.
"Three months later."
"I want to see results."
"otherwise……"
He didn't finish speaking.
But the meaning is obvious.
Buddha stared at him.
His eyes were complicated.
"I agree."
"But you'd better keep your promise."
"That's natural."
Chen Fan smiled.
"Let's go."
The group from Huaguo Mountain turned and left.
We walked a long way.
The six-eared macaque couldn't help but ask.
"What do you need the Ullambana Sutra for?"
Chen Fan did not answer.
He was thinking about something else.
Ksitigarbha's words—
"You can cause trouble at the festival, but don't touch the cycle of reincarnation."
This sentence.
That's so interesting.
Ksitigarbha could have stopped himself.
But why would he specifically send that message?
What is he afraid of?
still is……
What is he implying?
Chen Fan's eyes grew brighter and brighter.
interesting.
This is getting more and more interesting.
Zixiao Palace.
Looks like I'll have to go ahead of time.
---
Back to Flower Fruit Mountain.
Chen Fan played with the jade slip in his hand.
This is the promise that Buddha just made.
Article 1 and Article 2.
Enough for Flower Fruit Mountain to catch its breath.
But his mind was no longer on this.
"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva..."
He murmured.
"What exactly do you want?"
At this time.
A notification suddenly popped up on the system panel.
"Special mission detected."
"Quest Name: Invitation from Zixiao Palace"
"Mission details: Dao Ancestor Hongjun requests your presence."
Chen Fan was stunned.
Hongjun?
The master of Zixiao Palace?
The strongest in the Three Realms?
He... was looking for me?
Chen Fan's heart raced.
But soon.
He calmed down.
"reject."
System: "Task rejected."
Chen Fan wasn't going to be foolish enough to go and die.
Who is Hongjun?
The embodiment of the Way of Heaven.
Sage Master.
Go now.
That's just asking for death.
"but……"
His eyes flickered.
"If I could be stronger."
"Strong enough to make him take it seriously."
"So strong that he was wary of her."
"I went back then."
"Only then will it have meaning."
Chen Fan clenched his fist.
Zixiao Palace.
Someday.
I will step onto it.
At that time.
I hope you are ready.
He looked westward.
Tathagata.
And the East.
heaven.
The Jade Emperor.
In addition, there's the Zixiao Palace.
The Three Realms Chess Game.
This is getting more and more interesting.
He smiled.
His smile was filled with excitement.
Risks and opportunities coexist.
Don't take a gamble.
How do you know?
Can I be the next one?
A person who will overturn the three realms?
The mountain wind howled.
The sea of clouds rolled and churned.
Chen Fan's figure.
He appeared exceptionally aloof.
he knows.
This is just the beginning.
The real storm.
It's still to come.
Zixiao Palace.
I must go.
No matter what lies ahead.
Those who block the way.
kill!