Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

In this mysterious and deep underworld, Buddha's light and auspicious aura are intertwined and surge, like a spiritual realm that is illusory yet real.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is dressed in a simple and solemn golden-red cassock. The Buddha's light around him is as shining as a gurgling holy river. His face feels like an ancient rock that has been baptized by the long river of time, engraved with compassion and wisdom.

At this moment, his eyes were fixed on Ye Chen in front of him, just like stars being restrained by a mysterious gravity.

In his eyes, surprise was like surging waves, layer upon layer, and doubt was like endless stars, densely packed.

"Master Ye, are you also a Buddhist practitioner? Why is your Buddha light so powerful? And I feel the presence of the Infinite Avenue in the Buddha light, can you explain this to me?"

The voice of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva was like a loud bell, yet it also revealed a hint of urgency. Every word was wrapped in the pure Buddha's power, echoing in this space and causing the surrounding spiritual energy to vibrate.

Ye Chen was dressed in a blue shirt with fluttering sleeves, just like a free and unrestrained cloud or wild crane.

With his hands clasped together, there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth, like the warm spring sun, gentle and peaceful.

"Bodhisattva, I am not a true Buddhist practitioner. I just inherited Buddhism by chance. As for my Buddha light, it is because it has been integrated into the 3000 Great Avenues."

His voice was light but firm, like a stone dropped into a quiet lake, causing ripples.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva and Di Ting were shocked as if they were struck by a bolt of lightning from the blue sky.

Di Ting's figure was like a towering mountain, with his hair glowing with a strange light, and each hair was like a smart tentacle, sensing the sudden changes around it.

Its copper bell-like eyes widened instantly, and its pupils were full of disbelief. Its four hooves, which had been standing steadily, were now trembling slightly, like a giant pillar with a shaking foundation.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's expression changed suddenly. The usual compassion and peace on his face were torn apart by shock, and the corners of his mouth turned down slightly.

His brows were furrowed, and his wrinkles were as deep as ravines. He looked shocked, as if he had seen the miracle of chaos and the reversal of the world.

You know, from ancient times to the present, only Pangu, the great god who created the world, has fully mastered the 3000 great ways. It's amazing that Ye Chen also has such ability!

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva regained his composure for a moment, and without giving it any further thought, he turned his head and looked at Di Ting. When their eyes met, they already had a tacit understanding.

He listened carefully and understood what she meant, then walked towards Ye Chen with heavy but solemn steps. Every step he took seemed to be stepping on the drumbeat of time and space, causing the ground to flicker and the space to tremble faintly.

"Donor Ye, don't panic. Di Ting can identify everything in the world, past events, and even people's hearts through listening. It can also sense the past and present lives of anyone."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva explained and clasped his hands together, trying to calm his inner shock, but his trembling fingertips still revealed his unrest.

Ye Chen understood in his heart. When he was on Earth in the past, he had heard the legends like thunder at his ears. He knew that his ability was against the heavens and that he could see through the destiny and the secret language of the soul. There were very few people in the world who possessed such magical powers.

While he was thinking, Di Ting was already standing in front of him. It was tall and mighty, like an ancient giant beast, emitting an ancient aura of oppression.

The giant slowly turned around, and one of its huge ears, like a palm-leaf fan covering the sky and the sun, quietly approached Ye Chen.

In an instant, the ears began to emit light, like rippling waves, circle by circle, layer by layer, like a flexible silk ribbon, lightly passing through Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen suddenly felt his whole body clear, as if his soul was placed under a mirror. All his past events, thoughts and ideas were revealed. The light seemed to have life, gently caressing every inch of his spiritual veins.

Soon, Di Ting moved again, and the other ear came with thousands of lights. The light poured out from Ye Chen's body and turned into a dazzling halo, like a dream bubble, slowly floating into Di Ting's ears.

This operation is like a dream, mysterious and unpredictable.

After a moment, Di Ting suddenly turned his head away. His expression was shocking and his eyes were about to pop out of their sockets.

The whites of his eyes were bloodshot, filled with horror and shock, his mouth was slightly open, as if he wanted to scream but was restrained by an invisible force.

His body rapidly retreated uncontrollably, his four hooves crossing each other in panic, causing the ground to surge with spiritual energy.

When Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva saw this, his doubts turned into panic in an instant, his brows were twisted into a knot, his lips were tightly pursed, and his face was as pale as paper.

He met Di's gaze as he retreated to his side. His eyes were full of inquiry and shock, as if they were silently communicating their shocking news.

After a moment's silence, the two men moved in unison as if driven by a mysterious force.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva put his hands together, bent his body at 90 degrees, and the hem of his robe fluttered, just like a solemn worship of Buddha.

Di Ting also lowered his noble head, and the usually majestic unicorn drooped humbly, and the two shouted in unison.

"Lord God, we are willing to submit!"

Ye Chen seemed to be in a cloud of mist, his face full of confusion and suspicion.

"Listen, can you tell me what you just heard? Why do you call me Lord God?"

He took a step forward and asked anxiously, his blue shirt fluttering, revealing his anxiety.

Di Ting shook his huge head, his mane flying, and his expression was full of helplessness and awe.

"Lord God, the time has not come yet, the secret cannot be revealed, sorry I cannot explain it."

The voice was low, as if coming from the depths of time, with unquestionable determination, echoing in this mysterious place.

Ye Chen was left standing there alone, his mind full of unsolved mysteries. Looking at the two surrendering people in front of him, his thoughts drifted into the unfathomable depths of the unknown.

Listening carefully to the majestic and somewhat mysterious voice, it was like the ringing of a huge bell or the secret language of the underworld, echoing in Ye Chen's ears.

Every word and sentence contained an unquestionable determination, which made him swallow back the question that had just come to his lips. He pressed the tip of his tongue against his chin and finally remained silent. He knew that the time was not right at this moment and it would be futile to ask more questions.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his right hand lightly flipped across his sleeve. In an instant, an ancient token appeared before his eyes.

The token was intricately carved all over, as if engraved with endless secrets from the long river of time. The runes seemed to be moving around like living things, faintly emitting an ancient and distant atmosphere, whispering stories from the past.

Upon seeing this, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked solemn and without the slightest hesitation, he stretched out a finger, and golden light flashed at the fingertips. In an instant, a drop of blood condensed at the fingertips, like a crystal ruby, shining brightly in the grey tones of the underworld.

The essence of blood was suspended in the air, spinning around and falling into the token accurately.

In an instant, the token shone brightly, with gold and ancient patterns interweaving and shining, announcing the successful completion of the initiation ceremony.

Doubts were surging in Ye Chen's heart, just like the dull and depressing sea surface before a storm, with undercurrents surging constantly. Many speculations and confusions were entangled in his mind.

But the current situation was unclear, so he could only suppress his desire to explore and secretly comfort himself that since the primary purpose of this trip had been achieved, it was worth the planning and journey.

With this thought, his expression relaxed a little, and with a wave of his sleeves, several volumes of martial arts secret manuals appeared out of thin air and hung in the air.

The pages of the book rustled without wind, and the words on each page twinkled like stars, revealing a profound and mysterious aura.

There were also several bottles of elixirs, the bottles were crystal clear, the elixirs glowed faintly inside, and the rich medicinal fragrance wafted around, refreshing the heart.

It can be said that each one is a rare treasure in the world of immortal cultivation. Taking out any one of them is enough to cause the powerful people from all sides to fight to the death.

"Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, this technique is the supreme existence of Buddhism. After I have improved and refined it, and with the help of these elixirs, it will definitely help you break through the shackles, enter the realm of gods, and start a new chapter of practice."

Ye Chen looked sincere, his eyes full of expectation, and handed over the skills and elixir with both hands. After he finished speaking, he looked quietly at Ksitigarbha, waiting for him to accept it with pleasure.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva took the martial arts given by Ye Chen. Although he was very excited when he saw this martial arts, it was the most powerful martial arts he had ever seen.

However, he shook his head slightly, his sleeves fluttering, as if carrying the unique tranquility of the underworld, with a peaceful smile on his face, revealing his open-mindedness in understanding the world and his determination to stick to his heart.

“Lord God, cultivation is only a means for me to practice the Great Dao, not the ultimate goal.

I once swore that I would not become a Buddha until hell is empty. If I don't eliminate my evil thoughts, even if I enter the divine realm and possess supreme supernatural powers, I will still be betraying my original intention and failing to live up to the expectations of thousands of suffering souls.

I will continue to practice the technique, but I cannot break my promise."