Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

Ye Chen flew quickly, and after more than ten days he shuttled through the chaotic and gloomy void of the underworld. The colorful light tore a fleeting hole in the dead silence, like a lone star passing by.

Finally, the dazzling lotus platform in the distance came into view. It seemed like a holy land blooming at the end of the universe when the universe was first created. It was incompatible with the gloomy, corrupt and dark tone of the underworld.

The lotus platform is like a giant crystal lotus blooming on the top of the sky. It is crystal clear and carved from a mysterious material that emits soft warm light and looks like jade but is not jade.

Each petal is enormous, with golden threads of Buddha's light flowing through its veins, interweaving into intricate and mysterious patterns.

Just like the original rune code of the universe, it is engraved with the power of purification and redemption.

The petals are stacked layer upon layer, slightly rising and stretching, with tiny halos flickering on the edges, just like star fragments inlaid on them, emitting auspicious light and enveloping the whole body.

In the center of the lotus platform, an ancient golden Buddha statue stands suspended in the air, with a compassionate face and eyes slightly closed.

The Buddha's light emanating from the body spreads out like ripples, turning into a curtain of light that falls down, which is the source of light and hope.

The vast open space below was flat and boundless, covered with white crystals like a milky galaxy lake.

Each crystal contains pure energy, resonating faintly and humming as if chanting ancient scriptures.

The ghost officials were dressed in silver-white armor, with spiritual light flashing as the corners of their clothes fluttered, and their figures were ghostly yet orderly.

Holding a soul-guiding banner emitting blue light in his hand, he guides the souls that are pouring in like the tide.

The souls have various shapes, there are residual souls with incomplete bodies and wisps of black smoke, there are evil ghosts with ferocious expressions and icy cold aura all over their bodies, and there are new souls that are confused and dazed with dim halos around them.

Under the guidance of the ghost, they all sat cross-legged on the crystal stones. At first, their movements were unfamiliar and their expressions were frightened. They put their hands together with trembling hands, and their bodies were still shaking with the remaining chillness from the underworld.

As the heavenly Buddhist chanting sounded, it seemed to come from the depths of the universe, traveling through time and space.

The sound waves turned into tangible golden runes that swirled and flowed in the air.

The Buddha's light poured down, transforming into strands of golden threads, gently wrapping around every soul.

The wounds on the remnant soul healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, the black smoke dissipated, and a soft halo appeared.

The evil ghost's ferocious face gradually became peaceful, and the hostility in his eyes faded away, replaced by warmth.

The new soul is like a seedling that absorbs sweet rain, its body becomes solid and its halo becomes brighter.

As they were immersed in it, the tense muscles on their faces relaxed and the corners of their mouths turned up in a relieved smile.

The body and mind seem to be disassembled and reassembled, and all the pain, resentment, and obsession are intertwined in the Buddha's light and Sanskrit sounds.

Like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, they turn into wisps of green smoke and drift away, completing a transformation and gorgeous sublimation at the soul level, finding the purest and warmest home in the heart, and quietly waiting for a new cycle to begin.

Ye Chen stood aside, witnessing this scene, and his heart was filled with waves of emotion, as if he had realized the truth hidden in the cycle of life and death in the underworld.

At this moment, Ye Chen stood still, not daring to interrupt this solemn and dignified ritual for the salvation of countless souls.

In his eyes, the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva in the center of the lotus platform was like a star descending to the earth, embodying endless compassion and vast Buddhist power, becoming the most dazzling existence in the highest place of the underworld.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva has a majestic figure, his entire body seems to be made of pure golden glass, and his skin has a warm and pure luster.

Just like the first ray of sunlight penetrating the clouds at dawn, strands of Buddha's light emerge from the pores, weaving into a dreamy curtain of light.

His face was as if carved out of warm and smooth jade, round and full, with a broad forehead. The cinnabar mole in the middle was like a heart condensed in a sea of ​​blood, so red that it was dazzling and shocking.

But it exudes a quiet power that soothes the soul, and seems to be able to see through the sorrow and wishes in the hearts of all living beings in the three realms and six paths.

The eyebrows are like a crescent moon, long and thick, and each eyebrow seems to be carefully outlined with natural silk. They tremble slightly with the Bodhisattva's compassionate smile, as if conveying silent Buddhist verses.

His eyes are long and narrow, and his pupils are like a quiet pool, clear and deep, with all things in the world reflected in his pupils, and golden Buddha light flowing.

Any soul touched by this gaze will feel as if all its wounds and wrinkles are smoothed out by gentle hands, returning to the purity of new life.

The Bodhisattva is dressed in a scarlet cassock inlaid with gold, with fluttering sleeves. Every inch of the silk is embroidered with exquisite patterns of seven-treasure trees, blooming golden lotus, and auspicious beasts, with gold and silver threads running through them.

As the Buddha's light flickered and jumped, it seemed as if a living thing was wandering, performing a prosperous scene of the microcosmic world.

The collar and cuffs of the cassock are edged with delicate, densely woven cloud patterns. The lightly drooping strips move without wind, emitting a rich sandalwood scent that is refreshing and refreshing. It is the Buddhist incense that can dispel all haze and purify all kinds of karma.

Around his neck hung a string of Buddhist beads, each of which was round and translucent, like pearls lost in the ocean, yet more substantial than the stars.

Each bead is engraved with a mantra for rebirth. In the faint Buddha light, the mantra appears and disappears, flowing and shining.

The Buddhist beads rose and fell slightly with the Bodhisattva's breathing and chanting rhythm, as if resonating with the living beings in this world, conveying the sound of salvation.

The Bodhisattva sits cross-legged with his hands in seals. His gestures change as if he is weaving an invisible web of fate, entrapping all suffering souls and leading them out of their misery.

The golden Zen staff beside him rises straight into the sky. The staff is carved with majestic dragon guardians, compassionate flying goddesses, and various pictures of hell. The reliefs are lifelike, as if telling the story of cause and effect and reincarnation.

A goose egg-sized relic is inlaid on the head of the staff. The Buddha's light is shrouded in its translucency, emitting thousands of feet of light, like a lighthouse that illuminates the lost in the underworld and guides all living beings in the direction of rebirth.

Beside the Bodhisattva, the mythical beast Di Ting lies majestically, like a living sculpture containing the power of the ancient world.

It has a body like a lion, but is more sturdy and robust than an ordinary lion. Its hair is jet black, and each strand of hair stands up like a steel needle.

Under the reflection of the Buddha's light, it emits a cold blue light, just like an armor condensed from the dark night starry sky, and every tip of its hair seems to be telling of the deterrence to evil spirits.

Di Ting's head is huge and majestic, with a spiral horn on the top of its forehead. The keratin is crystal clear, and there seems to be a nebula vortex slowly rotating inside.

Flowing with the mysterious and ancient rune light, it is the mark of its innate ability to understand the secrets of heaven and earth.

Its ears are like huge palm-leaf fans, and the fur on the earlobes is delicate and soft, yet strangely lively.

Ye Chen had heard rumors about it. It was said that it could hear every subtle sound in the world.

From the secret whispers of gods in the sky to the lamentations of souls in the underworld.

At this moment, it is trembling slightly, screening and capturing the movements of every soul's transformation in this ritual.

The edge of the ear is outlined with a circle of gold, as if it were coated with sacred brilliance by Buddha's light, shining brightly and contrasting with the inky black main fur color.

A pair of big copper bell eyes are like burning green fire, and the deep eyes are full of spirituality and wisdom. Sometimes they are as calm as water, with insight into everything around.

Sometimes, its brilliance is revealed, locking onto those stubborn karmas that try to hide and resist salvation. Just one glance is enough to make the evil spirits shudder and dare not move.

The nose is broad and thick, and the breath coming out of the nostrils is like materialized mist, with a faint scent of sandalwood, blending in with the atmosphere of the space filled with Buddha's light and Sanskrit sounds.

Its claws were like four sharp hooks, and each toenail was as sharp as a blade, shining with cold light, embedded in the white crystal ground beneath its feet.

It seems to have established a mysterious connection with this pure land, absorbing the power of purification and consolidating the ability to protect the body.

Ensure that the salvation rituals are not disturbed in any way, and bless the souls under the Buddha's light to be reborn smoothly.

There is a layer of faint golden light surrounding his body, which is the blessing of the Buddha's power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

It is also the auspicious aura it carries that demonstrates its extraordinary status and sacred mission.