Family Management Game In Immortal Continent

Chapter 1042: Chapter 1036: The Next Dharma Master Of The “Hong” Generation

Breaking through to the Dao realm requires not only an abundance of laws but also a deep comprehension of them.

Li Dalong was in a decent situation; at the very least, he still had the Heaven-Piercing Coffin.

At this moment, Li Wei didn’t even have a door to speak of…

[Your descendant Li Dalong, with the assistance of the Heaven-Piercing Coffin, the Heaven-Imprisoning Lock, and the many zombies within the coffin, has reached the absolute limit of the Void Refinement realm.]

Looking at this message, Li Dalong only needed to find his targeted Dao path to slightly pry open a crack in the Dao Gate, allowing him to wield a bit of Body Integration Spiritual power and become a Half-Step Body Integration expert.

As for Li Wei…

“Where in the world are there that many spatial laws?” Li Wei smiled bitterly as he looked at his space-attribute Void Refinement space.

Black holes dotted the area, but these meager spatial laws were fundamentally insufficient to forge the Gate of the Great Dao.

However, it wasn’t as if there were no other methods.

That would be to find another Dao path—extracting spiritual items from Li Yunlin’s Skyveil Hall to slowly comprehend new laws and Spiritual power.

“That would be too greedy. Dalong has already taken the first step and set an example for our clan.”

After pondering for a moment, Li Wei instantly appeared within the Dusheng Nunnery.

…

Over the past fifty years, Li Wei had occasionally appeared inside the Dusheng Nunnery.

Back then, the Dusheng Nunnery had two hundred thousand nuns, but now it appeared much emptier.

This was simply because one hundred and eighty thousand nuns in the nunnery… had died.

In the Hall of Rebirth of the Dusheng Nunnery, a hundred massive cauldrons burned continuously.

Outside, temple bells tolled. Nuns sat in meditation, continuously chanting the “Sutra of Rebirth.” They rolled prayer beads between their fingers.

The scriptures manifested as solid golden phantoms drifting into the clouds, filling the entire Dusheng Nunnery with Buddhist chants.

Over a hundred nuns walked into the Hall of Rebirth, shed their robes, and, unafraid of the boiling heat of the glowing-red cauldrons, expressionlessly climbed onto them.

They sat inside, allowing the numb monks beside them to close the cauldron lids.

How did those one hundred and eighty thousand nuns pass away? Exactly like this. Their bodies turned into sarira relics as they departed for their “rebirth.”

Bullshit rebirth. The true use of the Sutra of Rebirth was “body-snatching.”

In this era of great chaos, the dynasty was littered with the dead.

These one hundred and eighty thousand nuns died in the Dusheng Nunnery, and under the effects of the Sutra of Rebirth, they seized the bodies of deceased mortals in the Dayu Prefecture, going forth to spread Buddhism across the various prefectures of the Azure Dynasty.

Bullshit Buddhism. It was no wonder Holy Monk Yidian had exterminated the Buddhists back in the day.

Now that Holy Monk Yidian was busy playing dead, the Dusheng Nunnery wasn’t hiding its true colors in the slightest.

At this moment, inside a courtyard.

Li Kuanghua, a petite and delicate girl, was still wearing her yellow dress, sitting cross-legged in front of the statue of the “Great Merciful and Compassionate Dusheng Bodhisattva” chanting scriptures.

To her, the Buddhist chants outside were nothing but decadent noise.

The little girl’s eyebrows were furrowed so tightly they almost formed a single line.

“Calling these Buddhist Sanskrit chants? They act more like demonic overlords than my grandpas and great-aunts.”

No sooner had her words fallen than Li Kuanghua’s expression grew even uglier.

Footsteps rang out in the courtyard.

Turning her head slightly, she saw a monk with his hands clasped together walking into her courtyard.

This was also the only male monk in the entire Dusheng Nunnery—Crown Prince Fei Heng…

The Crown Prince Fei Heng, whom the entire dynasty was searching for, had become a monk in the Dusheng Nunnery.

He had completely fallen for the old demoness Dairou’s tricks and obeyed Nun Dairou’s every command.

Fifty years had passed; by now, if Nun Dairou told Fei Heng to wipe her ass, Crown Prince Fei Heng would probably pick up the toilet paper while chanting scriptures.

“Amitabha. Dharma Master Hongzhen invites Bodhisattva Li to discuss the Dharma.” Crown Prince Fei Heng was devoid of worldly desires, his eyes pure.