The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS

"Sizzle—"

The space was torn apart like a rag, Qing Yu stepped into the fissure, feeling the omnipresent sensation of tearing, and lightly pointed with fingers to open the small space.

"The power injected will determine the nature of the space. I wish to open a Sword Realm, so I must..."

A light emanated from his fingertips, Sword Intent burst forth, yet it was not Qing Yu's most adept Piaomiao Sword Intent, but a long-unused martial art— "All Swords Return to the Sect."

Using All Swords Return to the Sect as a foundation, Piaomiao Sword Intent, Yin Yang Sword Intent, Unnatural Sword Intent... all the sword techniques Qing Yu knew were transformed into Sword Intent, filling the foundation of the Sword Realm.

As Qing Yu infused Sword Intent and True Qi, the space expanded, further absorbing and merging with the Sword Intent within the Sealing Sword Tower.

"Buzz—"

An invisible buzzing sound filled the surroundings of the Sealing Sword Tower, leaving the disciples about to enter for trials and the Sword Masters responsible for the trials inside in utter shock.

When they came to their senses and looked around again, they found that the Sealing Sword Tower seemed to have gained an indescribable aura, giving them a feeling of ease and liberty when wielding their swords.

Qing Yu had merged the Sword Realm with the Sealing Sword Tower, much like the Sword God Lake in the past.

The swordsmen undergoing trials in the Sealing Sword Tower, their emitted Sword Qi and Sword Intent were slowly nourishing the Sealing Sword Tower. Meanwhile, the aura from the Sword Realm could provide extraordinary assistance to these swordsmen, aiding their progress in Sword Dao as if they had divine help.

"Let it be here. From now on, the Sword Realm will grow on its own," Qing Yu murmured to himself, gazing at the surrounding scenery while standing on the steel-like ground.

It was still the top floor of the Sealing Sword Tower, but due to its overlap with the Sword Realm, the surrounding white jade-like walls had turned into a expanse of white mist.

On the not-so-broad steel ground now stood countless sharp swords, with Sword Qi swirling and flying above.

Regarding this Sword Realm, Qing Yu did not intend to exert too much effort, partly because it was just a trial effort, and also because it could absorb Sword Qi and Sword Intent to grow on its own.

In the Fengyun World, Jianyue used "All Swords Return to the Sect" to attract Sword Intent, and with the "Primordial Sky Sword Technique," materialized it, forming the Sword Realm.

Now, Qing Yu intended to imitate this action, using "All Swords Return to the Sect" and "Taisu Primordial Skill" to open space and build the prototype of the Sword Realm.

When Qing Yu told Shen Cangwu he wanted to gather the Sword Intent of swordsmen from all over the world to rebirth the Sealing Sword Tower, it was no joke; he truly harbored the ambition to dethrone Sword God Lake's status.

If the Sealing Sword Tower were to become the new Sword Dao Holy Land, the reputation was secondary; recapturing even half the grandeur of the past Sword God Lake would significantly bolster Qing Yu's influence.

"Just wait, soon Sword Dao experts will come drawn by reputation."

Once the Sword Realm reached a certain extent, Qing Yu only needed to assume the title of The World's Number One Sword, and would there still be a lack of swordsmen coming?

Who in the worldly society doesn't value reputation? Even in the Divinity Realm, one cannot completely ignore the temptation of fame and fortune. The Nine Heavens formed by Qing Yu, if put plainly, was also for the sake of interests, right?

His figure transformed again into a phantom, and Qing Yu returned to the previous high platform, comfortably sitting in the deluxe wheelchair, saying, "Let's go back to Huanzhu Building."

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"Dong—Dong—Dong—"

The solemn and sonorous bell echoes in the dawn, welcoming yet another simple yet brand new day at Dharma Temple.

In the present turbulent world, Dharma Temple seemed completely isolated from the outside, untouched by storms and free from mundane worries. It was like a utopia, inhabited by a group of detached people.

However, to truly sever ties with worldly matters is ultimately too difficult. The independence Dharma Temple enjoyed in the past does not guarantee it for the future.

At dawn, a young monk in a moon-white robe approached from outside the temple, like a ghost entering Dharma Temple under everyone's watchful eyes, heading straight into the Grand Hall.

"Creak—"

The door opened, and the monk stepped inside, looking at the empty hall, chuckling lightly, "It's supposed to be time for morning class, right? Have the monks of Dharma Temple grown lazy?"

"It's not laziness, but an unwelcome guest has arrived, and I, an old monk, have dispensed with today's morning class."

Under the statue of a rock Buddha in the hall, the meditating old monk slowly opened his eyes, looking at the uninvited monk, "Xinyuan, this is your second visit to our temple."

"It is the second time," Xinyuan spread his robe, sitting cross-legged on the ground, "and also the last. Wula, after this time, Dharma Temple will also follow the Zen Sect."

"Forty years ago, I cultivated through the Karma Wheel and the Buddha-Self Supreme Skill to Great Success. I believed I could lead the Central Plains Buddhism and open the Pure Land, but I never expected to lose a step at Dharma Temple. From then on, I decided that the next time I visited here, it would be the day the Central Plains Buddhism unified."

Saying this, Xinyuan's face turned youthful, with a hint of arrogance, not showing the pure wind of Buddhism.

"All Living Beings reflect all beings, allowing one to see Primordial Ignorance. Xinyuan, by merging All Living Beings into yourself, you have fallen into bewilderment. Why persist in your obstinacy?" Wula, the old monk, sighed softly upon seeing Xinyuan's state.

"Not at all," Xinyuan shifted to an old monk's appearance, with a slightly hoarse voice, "Buddhist Law is essentially vacuous and illusory. For those who have seen nature, the Law is external, while Buddha is the essence. I am Buddha, there's no such thing as delusion."

Both high figures in Buddhism, Xinyuan certainly understands Buddhist Teachings. It's only those who worship Buddha that become obsessed with Buddhist Law and forget their own heart nature.

The fundamental teaching of Zen Sect is seeing nature to become Buddha. Now that Xinyuan reflects upon his true heart, and his heart is unimpeded, he proclaims himself as Buddha, which isn't incorrect. It's just that this Buddha may not be the one others recognize.

"Forty years ago, your All Living Beings weren't unified, and I cut the connections with the Wisdom Sword, causing your mental chaos and you lost a move. Today you've come again, it seems you have resolved your own hidden concerns."

Seeing Xinyuan's words, Wula understood why he was confident in subduing Dharma Temple today.

Both are Supreme Strong individuals, but Wula's strength ultimately pales compared to Xinyuan. His victory forty years ago was because of a restraint on All Living Beings, not genuine strength. Today, Xinyuan has fixed his weakness and came with absolute confidence.

"The Pure Land, though opened by the Buddha, is unknown to us Buddhists, Xinyuan. If you wish Dharma Temple to honor the Zen Sect, I can agree. But to open the Pure Land, I cannot consent," Wula spoke slowly yet firmly.

All Buddhists hold a reverent heart for the legendary Pure Land, but they don't know that before disappearing, the Buddha himself sealed the Pure Land, leaving the prohibition, 'Unless it's the extinction of Buddhism, do not open the Pure Land gate.'

This prohibition has been passed down among the generations of Supreme Strong Buddhists, and no one dares or can open it.