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The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?

My name is Qi Yuan, and I am a time traveler who now holds the esteemed title of the eldest martial brother at Seven Colours Peak. I am armed with a game jade slip capable of connecting realms across the heavens, and blessed with the ability to unveil hidden information through my discerning eyes. [A seemingly ordinary blade of grass reveals secrets of a clandestine meeting between True Man Ku Mu and Empress Dashang that transpired just three days prior.] [Her name is Ruan Yixi, who appears to be your beautiful master on the surface, but she may have a deeper connection, perhaps she is even your wife.] [This is Heavenly Dao of the World, a Spiritual Object renowned for its significance in Foundation Establishment] [This is a lifeless planet, a potential vessel for the creation of a Golden Elixir]. So my road of cultivation turns gradually strange. "Heavenly Dao? A Spiritual Object for Foundation Establishment?" "So many desolate planets, all refined into Golden Elixir!" The Heavenly Dao is used as the foundation and refining stars into Golden Elixir. I am Qi Yuan, I become the origin of all things. My name is Jiang Lingsu, a fellow disciple at Seven Colours Peak. My Senior Brother is mentally ill. He is never focused on work. Nor does he like cultivation. He only loves simulation games. Senior Brother says, "Playing games is like cultivation. It can also create a world." One day, there is one more sun in the sky. I ask him what it is, he says, "That is my Golden Elixir!" This book is also titled 'Cultivation: The Jade Slip's Universe' and 'The Golden Elixir I Cultivated is a Planet,'

Walking Crane · Eastern
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1079 Chs

Chapter 397: Premium First Love, a Gift from the Monk

Following Qi Yuan's voice, six ineffable Buddhas turned their attention to the ninety-seven True Buddhas at the same time.

Void of self, void of others.

Void of living beings, void of life spans.

The Buddhas of past, present, and future congregated.

Adorned with marks of excellence, wisdom limitless.

The holy Buddha Nation, now in Qi Yuan's hands, seemed like nothing but a toy, bereft of the oppressive aura that a Creation Strange Treasure might command.

"I see the Tathagata, and the Tathagata should thus see me.

I am Taixing, I pay my respects to all Buddha ancestors!"

Taixing True Buddha, this True Buddha of the Realm of Ultimate Reasoning, presses his palms together in a salutation to the six Buddha ancestors.

Seeing this, the other True Buddhas felt cleansed in their Buddha hearts: "We have seen the Buddha ancestor."

The ninety-seven True Buddhas bowed in unison, their voices dignified as the thundering of the great sun.