The Path of the Martial Arts BOSS
Chapter 411 - 223: Cangsheng Sect, Mu Cangsheng

Chapter 411: Chapter 223: Cangsheng Sect, Mu Cangsheng

To the west of the Central Plains lay the only part of the four realms truly under the governance of the Central Plains.

Although the court’s influence in the Western Regions could hardly be said to be completely ineffective, it wasn’t particularly significant either. But at least officially, the Western Regions were still a dependency of the Daqian Court and thus, the Central Plains.

And in this land of the Western Regions, there were only two colors, blue and yellow.

The sky was blue, the earth was yellow, and aside from these two colors, no others could be seen.

These two colors represented not only the sky and the earth but also the local dominant sects.

The Cangsheng Sect and the Nalanda Temple.

The Nalanda Temple had moved there from elsewhere, for the true Nalanda Temple, built within the now-extinct Peacock Dynasty, was the ancestral home of Buddhism, the birthplace of its teachings.

Being a Buddhist institution, it naturally couldn’t escape the color gold, as mention of Buddha Light instantly brings to mind the color gold, and thinking of a Golden Body immediately conjures images of Buddhism.

And the other color, blue.

Naturally, that belonged to the Cangsheng Sect.

The Cangsheng Sect worshiped Cangtian, and its sect hierarch, Mu Cangsheng, styled himself the "Son of Heaven," shepherding the people under the heavens. The color of their sect flag was also a sky-blue.

On this day, at the main altar of the Cangsheng Sect, the Four Directions Dharma Kings of the Cangsheng Sect had gathered on the Holy Mountain, in the Jietian Peak.

Jietian Peak, as its name suggests, reached up to meet the sky. The peak rose ten thousand zhang high, which would be thirty-three thousand meters in Qing Yu’s previous life’s measure, reaching the stratosphere.

And atop this towering peak, where the air was exceedingly thin, the Four Directions Dharma Kings stood resolutely dressed in light attire amidst the freezing cold apex.

The one who could bring them together at this place, needless to say, could only be the sect hierarch of the Cangsheng Sect, ranked tenth on the Heavenly List, Mu Cangsheng.

Today was the day Mu Cangsheng was to emerge from his long seclusion, and the Four Directions Dharma Kings had been waiting here for some time already.

"——"

In a silent but profound moment, a majestic and seemingly boundless momentum surged skywards. Clouds in the sky dissipated under this force at this white-cloud cloaked summit, leaving a radius of ten thousand li cloudless, revealing the lofty Cangtian.

"We respectfully welcome the Sect Hierarch as he leaves seclusion," the Four Directions Dharma Kings, Dongfang Hanchao, Nangong Ling, Ximen Xifeng, and Beitang Wen, all simultaneously bowed and greeted the figure that suddenly appeared atop Jietian Peak.

Indeed, sudden.

There was no chamber atop Jietian Peak--at least, the Divine Sense of the Four Directions Dharma Kings had not detected any hidden chambers or empty spaces within the mountain.

The sect hierarch of the Cangsheng Sect, Mu Cangsheng, did not emerge from within the mountain; rather, he appeared quite abruptly in mid-air, accepting the salutations of the Four Directions Dharma Kings.

"Dispense with the formalities," a gentle voice came from above. Just by hearing this voice, one could guess that it belonged to an amiable and mild-mannered person.

But if someone else were present, looking up directly at Mu Cangsheng, they would realize that while gentleness was something Mu Cangsheng possessed, he also bore the dignified aloofness of Cangtian itself.

Atop Jietian Peak in the high sky, Mu Cangsheng, who appeared to be about twenty years old, was clad in Cangqing robes, sitting on a pure white throne, looking mildly down at the surrounding area.

He was gentle, not just in gaze, complexion, but also his overall demeanor. But this gentleness was that towards all things under the heavens, where in his eyes, all were children of Cangtian, and he himself was one to shepherd the people on behalf of Cangtian, so how could he not be gentle?

Have you ever seen a shepherd who is not gentle to his own flock?

In Mu Cangsheng’s eyes, all under heaven were his flock, and he was the shepherd.

The Buddhist principle of equality for all beings was realised here by Mu Cangsheng. It’s just that within this definition of all beings, there was no place for Mu Cangsheng himself.

"Dharma King Dongfang, how are things in Northern Zhou?" Mu Cangsheng asked in a warm voice.

"Reporting to the Sect Hierarch," Dongfang Hanchao continued to bow his head in a respectful posture, replying solemnly, "On the third day of the third month, the Northern Zhou Divine City held a water and land dharma assembly············"

Dongfang Hanchao reported in detail to Mu Cangsheng all major events that occurred in Northern Zhou during Mu’s seclusion, including the root cause of the Divine City battle on the third day of the third month, the various forces that appeared, the grave injuries and coma of Feng Tianming, and the murder and crippling of the three nephews of the Dragon Tiger Mountain Zhang Family, all the way up to the recent assassination attempt on Eldest Prince Feng Guanyu at night and the betrayal on the official road by Feng Chaonan.

"It seems that our church’s arrangements in Northern Zhou, if not completely defeated, are also difficult to exert any significant influence, aren’t they?"

Mu Cangsheng’s words were still as gentle as before, but on Dongfang Hanchao’s bowed forehead, sweat could not stop flowing.

This was very strange, exceedingly strange.

Not to mention that Dongfang Hanchao’s power had reached the point where neither the heat of summer nor the biting cold of myriads of feet of Xuanbing could affect him decades ago, even at this place and time, it should not be possible for him to sweat from heat.

Here was a peak tens of thousands of feet high, at an altitude of 33,000 meters, where not freezing to death would be fortunate, yet still sweating?

The only explanation, naturally, was the formidable presence that Mu Cangsheng held in Dongfang Hanchao’s heart, having reached an unerasable extent.

"Responding to the Sect Hierarch," Dongfang Hanchao’s answer was even more careful, each word carefully considered, "Since the battle in the Divine City, Confucian Meng Shanhe came out of seclusion and has been closely watching all matters within the Divine City. The Great Zen Temple has also been exceedingly attentive to this new mission field, and the Abbot Xinyuan of the Medicine King Hall has still been in the Northern Zhou Imperial Palace.

Abbot Xinyuan has also been paying close attention to Northern Zhou, and judging from the situation, he seems to have discovered our church’s arrangements, stealthily suppressing the monks we have secretly dispatched in Northern Zhou to spread our teachings. Even with the desire to recover the situation, my subordinates lack the power to support such efforts."

"Xinyuan?" Mu Cangsheng murmured the name, "This bald donkey is indeed very troublesome."

Among the warriors of the world, Xinyuan was the most dreaded, possessing causal accomplishments comparable to that of the Time Destiny Elder Shiming, and strength far surpassing Shiming.

Even cultivators within the Divinity Realm feared Xinyuan immensely, not daring to provoke him in the slightest. Those who dared to arm-wrestle with Xinyuan in Central Plains were probably only those ten on the Heavenly List.

"Let it be, with Xinyuan and Meng Shanhe around, you indeed cannot stir up much trouble. It’s better to stand down, as this will preserve the strength of our church." Mu Cangsheng mused for a moment before speaking lightly.

’Whew—’

Dongfang Hanchao let out a deep breath inwardly, his entire person relaxing significantly.

"Sect Hierarch," Nangong Ling stepped forward and said, "According to spies within the Northern Zhou Imperial Palace, Feng Tianming has indeed awakened, but it’s still being kept secret. Moreover, he is secretly preparing some matters. Looking at those items, I boldly speculate that Feng Tianming may be preparing the secret Nirvana Ceremony of the Northern Zhou Imperial Family to heal himself, or even attempting to reach a higher level."

"The Nirvana Ceremony of Northern Zhou... it seems that the current Emperor Zhou’s treachery nearly rivals Jietian Peak," Mu Cangsheng chuckled.

If he remembered correctly, the Nirvana Ceremony required a ’Phoenix Sky Strategy’ cultivator at the Divinity Realm as a sacrifice to proceed.

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