Chapter 229 The entrance to the secret realm

Yuwen Qingkong, dressed in a bright yellow fifth-grade Dharma robe and wearing a golden fourth-grade Dharma crown, stood on a luxurious golden Dharma boat. Behind him stood Ouyang Shaoqing and his entourage, dressed in black, at the rear of the Dancao Sect.

Ji Minghui led the cultivators of the Ji family, Xie Xinyao led the disciples of the Xie family, Nangong Chenhao led the disciples of the Nangong family, and Yu Xiaoyao led the disciples of the Spirit Beast Sect and the Yu family. They were scattered around the exit of the secret realm, all standing on flying magical artifacts.

Mo Heze and his group from the Pure Immortal Sect, dressed in white robes, stood on the ground like other rogue cultivators.

Mo Heyu, dressed in a royal blue robe, with gentle features, stood near the disciples of the Pure Immortal Sect. Beside him stood Jian Wuqing, dressed in white and holding a sword.

Bu Hua and Bu Yin from Tianji Pavilion were also hidden in the crowd.

Among the crowd, there was a cultivator dressed in black, with only his eyes showing, who stood out.

Because there was a large empty space around him, and he was standing there all alone.

This man was Yi Xiuming of the Loose Cultivator Alliance. He was covered in deadly poison, and wherever he went, people would flee in fear.

Nangong Tianci of the Dancao Sect noticed something unusual in the crowd and looked over there.

Upon seeing Ishumei in the crowd, he gave him a bright smile.

The other person was also looking at him, but upon noticing his gaze, they immediately turned their head away, avoiding his eyes.

Nangong Tianci wasn't annoyed that the person was ignoring him. He withdrew his gaze from the other person, still wearing a bright smile, and stared at the entrance to the secret realm with shining eyes.

Yi Xiuming, standing in the crowd, noticed that Nangong Tianci's gaze, which had been on him, had shifted away.

Her gaze involuntarily drifted to Nangong Tianci, staring blankly at his bright smiling face.

Mu Qing, Murong Yu, and Ao Bupa stood at the end of the crowd, which was some distance from the secret realm.

Finally, the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect arrived at the entrance to the secret realm, led by Master Wuwang, a disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect.

Wu Wang was dressed in a white kasaya, with golden Buddhist characters faintly visible.

Standing in mid-air, hands clasped together, eyes half-closed, brows solemn.

Murong Yu, hidden among the crowd, was somewhat stunned when he saw Wu Wang, dressed in a white cassock and exuding an extraordinary aura, in mid-air.

This person bears a striking resemblance to the young monk Wuwang from the Tianfo Temple in the mortal realm, though his features are more dignified and his demeanor more extraordinary.

A blue-green light flickered in Mu Qing's eyes, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.

She stretched out her fingers and gently stroked the Bodhi beads on her wrist.

Wu Wang sensed something and his gaze swept across the crowd, spotting the entrance to the secret realm. Mu Qing and Murong Yu, who were standing on the outer edge of the crowd, couldn't help but smile.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuyuan, who had been watching Wuwang closely, eagerly stepped forward and whispered, "Brother Buddha, what did you see that makes you so happy?"

As he spoke, he looked around in the direction Wu Wang's gaze had swept across.

Unfortunately, he didn't see anything special.

Wu Wang smiled and shook his head, lowering his eyes and not answering Ji Xiuyuan's question.

Seeing this, Ji Xiuyuan lowered his head somewhat dejectedly.

Wu Wang reached out and patted his shoulder, reminding him, "The secret realm is about to open."

Ji Xiuyuan sensed the concern hidden in Wu Wang's words and instantly regained his energy, happily saying, "Yes, yes, okay."

Ji Xiuyuan's eyes lit up as he looked up at Wuwang and promised, "Brother Buddha, I will definitely search for many treasures in the secret realm and bring you back a gift."

Wu Wang: "......"

Wu Wang spoke up, offering a word of advice: "There's no need to force it, Amitabha."

Ji Xiuyuan: "......"

Ao Bupa saw that Murong Yu's gaze lingered on Wu Wang for a while before introducing him: "Sect Master, that is the Buddhist disciple of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, Master Wu Wang."

"I heard he'd been in seclusion for over a hundred years and only recently emerged. I never expected that this time it would be a Buddhist disciple leading the disciples of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect..."

Ao Bupa's voice was full of respect. It was clear that his respect for Wuwang was not awe of a great power, but rather a heartfelt admiration and reverence.

Ao Bupa proudly added, "Speaking of which, the reason why our Half-Demon Sect chose to settle down in the Western Wilderness Continent is also due to the Buddha's disciple."

"In the cultivation world, the strong are respected and cultivators pursue longevity. As a result, burning, killing and looting often occur in order to obtain resources."

"Only the Western Wilderness Continent, where the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect is located, is the most peaceful."

Ao Bupa got more and more excited as he spoke, and leaned closer to Murong Yu and said mysteriously, "Sect Master, do you know that among the five continents of our Canglan Continent, the one with the most people is not the Central Continent, which has the most abundant spiritual energy?"

"Instead, it's the Western Wilderness Continent, where spiritual energy is the lowest."

"Moreover, the Western Wilderness Continent has the largest number of mortals."

He paused, then added, "Don't underestimate the Wanfo Sect just because there's only one sect in the Western Wilderness. Guess what? The Wanfo Sect has the most disciples among all the major sects."

As he spoke, he looked at Wuwang with admiration and said with emotion, "Many cultivators came here because they admired the Buddha. After arriving, they directly joined the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect."

“Since childhood, the Buddhist disciple has loved to preach the Dharma. Before going into seclusion, he often preached the Dharma in the back mountain of the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect.”

At this point, Ao Bupa lowered his voice somewhat embarrassedly and said, "I...I've listened to it too. Although I didn't understand much, every time I listened to it, I felt completely refreshed and my energy returned."

"It's like drinking a little bit of honey that's been brewed before you even leave the mountains; your mind becomes completely clear."

After saying that, he looked like he was savoring the moment.

I don't know if it's the lingering Buddhist teachings or the sweet aftertaste of honey.

Mu Qing chuckled softly and took out a bowl of honey from his spatial storage, handing it to Ao Bupa.

It is made from the pollen of the blue star flower.

Within the bright golden honey, tiny blue shimmering lights flowed.

The sweet aroma of honey is mixed with a light fragrance of herbs and flowers.

The cultivators around who smelled the fragrance all felt a sense of coolness and clarity in their minds.

She looked at Ao Bupa with envy.

Ao Bupa saw that everyone was looking at him, so he didn't stand on ceremony with Mu Qing and quickly took the wooden bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

A look of complete satisfaction on his face.