Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 607 - 607 142 The Cheat is Gone_1

607: Chapter 142 The Cheat is Gone_1 607: Chapter 142 The Cheat is Gone_1 The Order of the World stems from Guiwang Mountain, and Guiwang Mountain is the Taoist Ancestral Court involving the Ten Major Immortal Doors and the Four Spirits Divine God Beast, thus naturally, all sorts of affairs are orchestrated by Guiwang Mountain.

Xuanzhen Taoist was indeed happy to entrust these matters to others, but regardless of whether it was the Dragon Turtle or the Phoenix, or even the Divine God Dragon that fancied power, none were interested in these trifles.

However, there was no real need for elaborate arrangements; the only ones capable of managing these affairs were Divine God Beasts, and Divine God Beasts did not need to worry; worry-free, they could handle things perfectly, and worrying might even mess things up.

With a Buddhist chant, from above the Nine Heavens, a shadow descended, none other than Master Ci Mountain who had gone to the Sealed Emperor Great World.

As he landed on the island, a lotus pedestal began to rise beneath his seat right when a murderous intent struck.

Master Ci Mountain’s figure flashed away and vanished, and the lotus pedestal beneath him was smashed to pieces, turning into petals that dissolved into the air.

Master Ci Mountain reappeared, taking cover behind Xuanzhen Taoist and, looking up in shock, he said, “Princess Chang, has this poor monk done something wrong?”

Ji Feixue waved her hand, “Sorry, I’m just sensitive to monks right now.

You appeared so suddenly, and I couldn’t stop myself.” As she spoke, she simply lay down on her side, imitating a weak and powerless state, resembling a flickering flame.

She had already held back; otherwise, Master Ci Mountain would have been no more.

Master Ci Mountain chanted another Buddhist invocation to calm the shock in his heart and sat down behind Xuanzhen Taoist.

“Where is your golden body?” Ci Fang asked curiously, touching his head.

The monk’s golden body was gone?

No, it wasn’t just the golden body that was missing; the whole flesh body was gone, and even the Divine God Soul was damaged.

Otherwise, this chatty monk wouldn’t seem so insubstantial when his Divine God Soul was as solid as a flesh body.

“Amitabha Buddha!” Master Ci Mountain laughed, “I’ve offered up my body for the country.”

As he spoke, he looked up at Su He, “Young friend, could you lend me some of your Buddha Force?

If I don’t replenish it soon, I’m going to dissipate!”

Su He blinked, what had this old monk been doing in the Sealed Emperor Great World?

He had fought until his flesh body was gone?

He carefully placed Ji Feixue down, and with a twist of his body, he revealed his Peacock True Body, assuming a flower-holding cross-legged pose in Buddha’s clothes and looking up at Master Ci Mountain.

Master Ci Mountain watched him.

Su He: “…”

“Help yourself, no breast milk, thank you!”

“Slap!” Phoenix Chao Fei slapped him with a wing.

Master Ci Mountain, smiling, said, “Young friend, could you strike out some Buddha Force for me?”

“Mountain Divine God Seal?” Su He asked and then shook his head; that was a skill of the Dragon Turtle True Form, and even with the Buddha’s clothes acting as a blade, the Peacock Body couldn’t execute it.

Su He still couldn’t use the Peacock Body to perform the Mountain Divine God Seal.

A Sky Killing Formation appeared around Master Ci Mountain, eliciting a surprised look on his face, and his skin twitched.

He wanted to say there was no need to silence him if Su He did not wish to help; there was no need for murder.

He shook his head with a bitter smile, “No need for such a grand display, young friend.

Just sever a hand and I’ll help myself.”

Su He swung his wing, and the left hand of Buddha’s Outer Garment fell.

Master Ci Mountain bowed with hands clasped, “Thank you young friend, this Buddha’s clothes only possess Buddha Force and no merit.

You have used them for too long and have accumulated a debt of causality with the Buddhist sect.

Later, perhaps let Ci Fang perform the rite of conversion for you and accept you as Buddha’s Son—it’s just a title, so you won’t later be targeted by the Buddha World.

Besides, the North Quarter has no precepts, and there is no issue with getting married, having children, eating meat, or drinking.”

He sneakily glanced at Ji Feixue before daring to continue.

Ji Feixue lay atop a lotus leaf, already closing her eyes.

The fusion of her two selves this time, unlike before, seemed more complex.

It was as if she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Looking around, Su He noticed that none of the Phoenixes or Dragon Turtles objected—it must be a truly solid safeguard.

He nodded his agreement.

Master Ci Fang smiled, “And there’s Benefactor Yun Li, who currently looks extremely weak and has previously been touched by the aura of the Buddha’s Mother Bodhisattva in the Buddha World.

If possible, it wouldn’t hurt to fill her being with Buddha Force since her body won’t likely reject it at this moment.”

The Buddha World works in this manner, using other powers to cleanse the aura of the Buddha’s Mother from Yun Li’s body would require significant effort, so it’s much more effective to just use Buddha Force.

Su He turned to look towards Gu Luo, who Tai Zu once said could be consulted about Yun Li’s status.

Gu Luo smiled, “There is no right or wrong in the many paths of Taoism.

Whatever you do, your mother is currently weak and needs to be replenished.

Since your Buddha’s clothes are bound to dissipate anyway, it might as well be absorbed by her.

It’s best to fill the void first, and then discuss the path afterward.”

Yun Li was momentarily stunned, looking at Su He and gently shaking her head.

What kind of mother would take things from her child?

Even if Buddha’s coat was going to fade, until it did, it was still a guarantee for Su He’s safety.

“It’s better to cultivate my own strength.

I not only need Buddha Force, but it also has to adapt to my Peacock Body.

How could external force be a supplement?”

Su He’s eyes lit up.

This was a stroke of luck!

To snatch Buddha Force, the dice would roll two quality points, and any treasure that came up with quality points would be most suitable for Su He.

Just like the Essence Blood Yun Li had left behind.

Su He had rolled a four, which led to his later Peacock True Body.

The most suitable for Su He—and by extension, the layer of Buddha’s clothes around his Peacock Body—should logically also be fitting for the Peacock, right?

Su He leapt high, spread his wings, and flew out from Buddha’s clothes.

As the clothes came off, he gave Phoenix Dynasty a nod and a shake of his crown feathers.

Feeling a tacit connection, Phoenix Dynasty fanned its wings and tossed Yun Li into the Buddha’s clothes.

Master Ci Mountain chuckled and waved, inscribing a Buddha Formation that turned into a printed swastika on the Buddha’s clothes.

Su He then felt a “request” coming from the Buddha’s clothes, not knowing exactly how to describe the sensation, but it was certainly a request for Su He to lift the restrictions on the Buddha Force of the Buddha’s clothes.

This swastika was just a pulling formation, similar in ingenuity to the golden body condensed by Liao Heng, but without such an extravagant effect to draw from the entire Buddha Pond.