Monster Chronicles: My Daoist Skill Comes from Mythology
Chapter 129 - 125 Heavenly Human Vajra Unempty, Emperor’s Coiled Dragon Jade (1/3)

Chapter 129: Chapter 125 Heavenly Human Vajra Unempty, Emperor’s Coiled Dragon Jade (1/3)

Tianzhu, Nalanda Temple.

Nalanda Temple is the foremost Buddhist academy under heaven.

There are six thousand monks here, the temple is shaped like a square fortress, encircled six times, with six layers, each two zhang tall, resplendent with gold and jade brilliance.

At the center of the temple, there is a spring.

Monks chant sutras and meditate beside it.

Lotus flowers grow in the spring, and beneath the water, a dark shadow flickers intermittently.

Legend has it that beneath the spring of Nalanda Temple lies a dragon, named Nalanda, from which the temple derives its name.

Beside the spring is a large stone.

On the stone sits an Abnormal Soldier, majestic and serene, with indistinguishable gender.

This person’s figure is tall and slender, skin pale and clean, hair short and curled into spirals.

Their head is adorned with a soft golden crown, embedded with the "Great Blue Treasure King" and the Seven Treasures.

Draped over their body is seamless celestial garb, lifelike and vivid, resembling gently floating flames.

The light breeze carries their fragrance to all directions.

This person is the immaculate and flawless Heavenly Human—Golden Vajra Unempty, the leader of the Four Great Arhats and the only innate Heavenly Human.

Heavenly Humans are born in human form, naturally adorned with Yingluo celestial garb, Vajra Rope, and other ornaments.

Among Tianzhu’s Four Great Arhats, the other three became Arhats through acquired cultivation.

The Four Great Arhats of Tianzhu are all Small Mahayana Arhats, corresponding to the Taoist Longevity Celestials, with lifespans of one thousand years.

Suddenly, Golden Vajra Unempty senses an ethereal surge of energy, halts his lecture on sutras, and dismisses the crowd.

Whoosh!

In the distance, a cloud of auspicious light descends.

From the auspicious cloud emerges an enormous creature two zhang tall.

Its teeth are like saws, claws like hooks, skin black and hair green, its face an indigo hue, eyes glowing with a lantern-like brightness, stomping upon crimson flames.

"Sanmei Vajra pays respects to the Heavenly Human."

Sanmei Vajra is the sole anomaly among the Four Great Arhats, originally a flesh-eating demon Rakshasa.

It once devoured the entirety of Wuzhangna Country but later, under Golden Vajra Unempty’s enlightenment, it took refuge and attained the form of a Small Mahayana Arhat.

"Someone is attempting to alter history. Go to the rear courtyard; there is a Divine Tree tied to a White Elephant, beneath which stands a bronze statue of the Bodhisattva Guanyin. Observe it and then respond to me."

Sanmei Vajra vanishes and reappears not long after.

"The White Elephant’s leaves have fallen mostly, and the Bodhisattva statue has sunk to the chest."

"It seems someone truly desires to tamper with history!!" Golden Vajra Unempty recites a Buddhist hymn, an expression of deep compassion.

The Buddhist prophecy foretells that if one day the leaves all fall and the Bodhisattva sinks completely, it would mark the end of Dharma times.

Previously flourishing, now abruptly diminished—this indicates the emergence of demons intent on destroying the Buddhist teachings.

Connecting these recent events, the Evil Demons likely originate from the Central Plains.

Upon hearing Golden Vajra Unempty’s words, Sanmei Vajra grows excited: "Please allow me to lead a team to the Eastern Land to purge the Evil Demons and propagate the Buddhist Dharma!!"

"Indeed, take three hundred monks and Buddha Dragon with you to the Eastern Land. Exterminate the wicked thoroughly, leave no loose ends!"

"Understood!"

After Sanmei Vajra departs, Golden Vajra Unempty gazes at the heavens, tears streaming down his face.

"The sea of suffering is difficult to cross; destiny is cruel; the common people are pitiable!"

Heavenly Humans never utter lies; all their words are sincere.

His compassion for all sentient beings genuinely stems from his heart.

Golden Vajra Unempty descended from the Four Heavenly Kings, born with a mission to save the world.

A thousand years ago, King Wu offended the Four Sea Dragon Kings.

As a result, the Four Sea Dragon Kings vowed a blood oath to destroy King Wu’s kingdom and lands within forty days.

When that day arrived, only the Buddhist followers were spared from the calamity.

This is why Golden Vajra Unempty has devoted himself to promoting Buddhist teachings.

It’s all for the sake of saving the common people.

But alas, this path is destined to be filled with obstacles and demons.

"Ghost Valley Master... If I were to kill you, perhaps I could spread Buddhism to the Eastern Land." Golden Vajra Unempty muttered to himself.

Ghost Valley Master remains the final hurdle.

With less than three hundred years until the great flood extinguishes the world, he must establish a Buddhist Kingdom on earth within that time to ensure the people’s survival.

Eastern Land.

Song Lin is practicing at the site of the Other Shore Temple in Zhongnan Mountain.

The leaders of the four great Taoist sects are gathered here.

At this moment, the gathering is in session, with the heads of each faction sitting on both sides.

Bi Xuan of the Xuanyin Sect, Xiaoyao Zi of Heavenly Heart Dao, Xuan Su of Yin Yang Sect, Wei Zixu of Fangxian Dao, joined by Ann Qi and Zhengyang.

These six individuals constitute the core of Taoist schools across the land.

Song Lin openly shares the Demon Seed Sky Filling Technique, the Heavenly Human Six Seals, the refined True Qi, and the Divine Soul Technique from Xuanke Temple with the group.

As a result, their cultivation levels advance to Divine Establishment.

Everyone sits down, except for a refined middle-aged man standing before them.

That man’s expression is full of guilt, unable to meet the gazes of others.

He is Li Qing, the leader of the Meridian Tiangang Sect.

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The group exchanges looks but ultimately decides through vote to allow Li Qing to stay.

"Now that the situation in the Central Plains is about to become clear, I believe the Taoist system needs reform."

Song Lin clears his throat, drawing everyone’s attention.

For sustainable development, one must prevent internal chaos; this concerns the selection and training of disciples, and the regulation of sect rules.

Second, one should not overly engage in worldly affairs, especially political power—self-reliance is essential, or else others will seek to eliminate you.

Exploration across the world is permitted, but interference in the mortal realm’s operation is forbidden.

"Therefore, we must delineate boundaries. Today, I establish three precepts."

Upon hearing this, everyone holds their breath, their expression solemn.

This gathering of great minds carries the weight of witnessing history.

"First, do not arrogantly replace Heaven’s Heart with your own; second, do not deceive or bewilder sentient beings; third, do not manifest saintly powers or proclaim oneself divine in the mortal realm."

Song Lin’s voice resonates powerfully, akin to a grand bell, deeply penetrating everyone’s hearts.

These precepts result from his extensive experience combined with careful consideration of the present reality.

Although compact in wording, if fully implemented, they could resolve the longstanding issues of Taoism.

Song Lin intends to test this framework, envisioning its potential application in the real world in the future.

"Does anyone have objections?" Song Lin scans the crowd.

"Disciples obey your decree!"

Everyone rises and bows deeply.

From then on, the three precepts were known as Mystical Heavenly Law within Taoist schools, serving as the fundamental principle for engagement with the mortal realm.

For countless years thereafter, the chaos of Zhang Jiao and Sunx En was no more; no longer did Taoists face suppression from worldly courts.

The heavens breathed openly; our Dao flourished day by day.

...

Nuogao Record, Year Thirty-One.

The Mystical Sect withdrew from public view, revealing sporadic traces. Li Yuan proclaimed himself emperor in Chang’an, naming his dynasty Tang.

Due to the Mystical Sect’s retreat, the disciples and successors of Pudu Zen Temple swiftly emerged, leveraging their previous influence to expand forcefully. Unbeknownst to them, they had fallen into Song Lin’s trap.

Zhongnan Mountain.

Rumors abound of Immortals residing here, drawing seekers of the Dao from all corners. To attain the Dao requires opportunity—many fail to even reach the mountain.

Deep within Zhongnan Mountain, in a straw hut.

On this day, the straw hut radiates golden light.

Inside, in the void, the Taiyin Bone Mirror hovers, with a Coiled Dragon twisting and swirling within its reflections.

From the "Peace Yulan": Coiled Dragon—body length four zhang, blue-black in color, with crimson stripes resembling brocade patterns, descending with water into the sea. It is venomous and fatal upon injury.

This is the dragon described in ancient records.

The term "Coiled" conveys the dragon’s tendency to curl or crouch.

Capable of summoning rain and accompanying clouds, Coiled Dragons share many attributes with normal Divine Dragons, including horns, scales, and claws.

Their only limitation is their incapacity for flight—they remain grounded, coiling around pillars and eaves, or roaming underwater.

The Coiled Dragon Jade Lamp glows brightly, its light growing increasingly luminous.

At this moment, the Coiled Dragon madly thrashes its head against the mirror, seeming desperate to shatter the illusion and forge reality.

Crack!

The Taiyin Bone Mirror shatters, and the luminous pearl in the Green Jade Lamp is extinguished entirely.

Whoosh!

A fierce gale erupts inside the hut.

The Coiled Dragon emerges from the mirror.

Its entire body is blue like porcelain, claws sharp as blades, its visage fierce, its green eyes as clear as the heavens.

Its fangs glisten azure, seemingly encoded with potent poison. The dragon’s body stretches approximately one zhang and five feet in length.

The Coiled Dragon meets Song Lin’s gaze, its eyes expressing affection, quickly climbing onto Song Lin and wrapping itself around him. Its head emerges from behind Song Lin’s shoulder, locking eyes with him.

The moment their gazes meet, Song Lin suddenly comprehends all preceding causes and outcomes.

From the "Monthly Order": During early spring, the Emperor wears "Cangyu"; in early summer, "Chiyu"; in early autumn, "Baiyu"; in early winter, "Xuanyu."

The Coiled Dragon is the "Coiled Dragon Jade" of the Emperor’s Four Treasures.

Coiled Dragons prefer coiling around wood and flowing water; they embody the essence of wood, excelling in guardianship but lacking offensive capability. Their toxic fangs carry the Yimu Xuan Poison, combining 996 types of rare poisons—fatal upon contact.

As he observes the Coiled Dragon coiled around himself, Song Lin wonders if this signifies acceptance as its master.

Boom!

At that moment, a deafening explosion resounds from the sky.

The straw hut is blown open.

Scorching heat bends the space into distortion.

Song Lin looks up to see a fiery red magma fireball over a hundred zhang wide descending.

Boom!

Like an enormous mountain with tens of thousands of tons of force, the fireball crashes down.

This flame is no ordinary fire—it is Hell Demon Fire.

Even before the fireball lands, the soil beneath Song Lin’s feet turns to magma.

The fireball hurtles down at an alarming speed.

Song Lin attempts to evade.

At that moment, the Coiled Dragon coiled around Song Lin suddenly lets out a resounding roar.

Its entire body radiates blue light, which then merges into Song Lin’s figure.

In a flash, the brilliance subsides, and the Coiled Dragon vanishes.

What remains is a suit of armor formed from layers of azure dragon scales, with dragon horns as shoulder guards, dragon claws as pauldrons, a dragon tail and mane serving as the skirt of the armor. The chest is adorned with a furious Coiled Dragon head.

Its nostrils lightly flare, exhaling faint breaths.

This is the Coiled Dragon Jade Armor.

Boom!

The fireball finally crashes down.

Due to the Coiled Dragon Jade Armor, Song Lin feels no heat from the explosion; the magma and flames scatter away upon impact.

A massive crater ten zhang deep and two hundred zhang wide forms around him.

Yet Song Lin remains completely unscathed.

As the smoke clears, a Rakshasa Ghost appears in the sky above.

Sanmei Vajra, upon seeing the unharmed Song Lin, feels immense shock internally.

"Bold Evil Demon! You dare resist! Surrender at once!!"

"Oh, it turns out to be a Tianzhu Demon." Song Lin smirks.

Boom!

In response to Sanmei Vajra’s words, multiple bolts of thunder strike.

From a single glance, Song Lin can discern it is a Tianzhu Arhat from its appearance alone.

As a Hunger Ghost Rakshasa adorned with Yingluo, it clearly bears the hallmarks of Tianzhu’s Dharma Guardian Protector.

Boom!

A lightning strike descends; faster than the lightning, the Rakshasa transforms into a blur of shadow.

Traversing twenty li, wielding a big moon curved blade, it targets Song Lin from eighty-one angles simultaneously.

The Rakshasa Ghost moves with incredible velocity, hence its title of Swift Ghost, capable of traveling thousands of li in an instant.

Though it bears only a single curved blade, its staggering speed enables it to strike from eighty-one positions in mere moments.

Upon seeing Song Lin remain motionless, Sanmei Vajra sneers internally.

As expected, people from the Eastern Land are arrogant, daring to underestimate Tianzhu’s Divine Skills.

This mission shall be a breeze!

Perish!