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Crossing back and forth: Abnormal Immortal Record of Spooky Daoist

Li Huowang found himself teetering on the edge of reality, ensnared in a perplexing quandary. Was he languishing in the sterile confines of a hospital room, or was he ensnared in a cultivation world where survival was a daily gamble? The lines between the tangible and the imagined blurred, with each realm asserting its authenticity while dismissing the other as mere figments of illusion. Embark on an odyssey with Li Huowang as he navigates through this enigmatic existence. Delve into a universe where the arcane arts of cultivators intertwine with the unspeakable terrors that lurk in the shadows. In this world, existence itself is a precarious balance. Original Synopsis: The Bizarre Path to the Heavens, 'Dao', a narrative woven with the surreal tapestry of Deities and Immortals. But what is truth, and what is mere fantasy? Amidst the maelstrom of his own harrowing ailment, Li Huowang grapples with discerning the real from the unreal. Yet, it is not just the enigma of these otherworldly beings that clouds his judgment; it is the specter of his own affliction, a malady that threatens to unravel the very fabric of his being. He is sick, very seriously ill......

Fox Tail Pen · Eastern
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308 Chs

Chapter 107: Buddha

"Upon seeing this, the practitioner leaped with joy. He saw himself riding the Vajra platform, following the Buddha, and in the blink of an eye, he was reborn in that land. Once born there, he beheld the Buddha's physical form, complete in all marks; he saw all the Bodhisattvas, complete in both form and mark...."

The Buddhist scriptures read aloud by Li Huowang gradually grew louder, and under the support of the chanting, his face seemed to be shrouded in a sacred Buddhist aura at this moment.

At first, it was only his voice, but before long, the monotonous chanting began to echo.

Voices of chanting praises, both high and low, joined in unison with Li Huowang.

These voices came from the plump nuns and venerable masters around, their faces revealing the same devotion as seen on Li Huowang's face.

Simultaneously, the sound of temple instruments like dharma bells, hand chimes, and wooden fish resonated from the surrounding temples and houses.