Alchemy Emperor of the Divine Dao-Chapter 4651 - : Buddhist Land

Chapter 4651: Buddhist Land

Pond of Life!

A thought flashed through Ling Han’s mind. The power of will of all living beings was naturally also a type of power. Furthermore, after being processed, it could be considered the purest kind of power.

In the whole universe, what force had gathered the most power of belief?

If the Buddhist Race claimed to be second, no one would dare claim to be first.

Moreover, even if the power of will gathered by all the forces ranked from second to 100th were added together, they probably wouldn’t be able to compare to the Buddhist Race. In fact, they might not even be able to compare to a fraction of the power of will gathered by the Buddhist Race.

Just look at the universe in its heyday. How many people were believers of the Buddhist Race?

Thus, the power of belief in this Pond of Life would definitely be extremely terrifying.

Ling Han believed that as long as he could enter the Pond of Life once, he would definitely be able to satisfy the appetite of the Seed of the Holy Flame.

“If I want to become a Saint as soon as possible, there is only one way, and that is to sneak into the Buddhist Land!”

In the past, this would have been impossible.

Why?

That was because they had absolutely no idea where the Buddhist Land was.

Without even knowing where it was, how could he sneak in?

It could be said that though the Buddhist Race was the most renowned force in the universe, with no equal, in terms of the mystery of their ancestral grounds, the Buddhist Race was completely comparable to the Battle God Palace.

But now, the Buddhist Race had revealed their identities. They were one of the Twelve Lands of Death, and a large number of elites had come out of the Buddhist Race to participate in this great war.

Thus, the location of Buddhist Land was naturally exposed.

Ling Han was skilled and courageous. He was already a fifteen-star Venerate, and his battle prowess had already reached thirteen or fourteen stars of Saint Tier. What did he have to fear?

Even if he was discovered, he could still leave calmly.

More importantly, it was not that all of the Buddhist Race were of the same bloodline as their Great Emperor, which gave him the chance to sneak in.

Ling Han informed everyone, and then set out on his journey alone.

This was the ancestral grounds of the Buddhist Race. In fact, it was possible that even Ah Han, the Ancestral Buddha, was hidden there.

Though these ancient Great Emperors had all sorts of reservations, and would definitely not make a move unless absolutely necessary, they only had to revive the Imperial Weapon, then even a Pseudo-Emperor would have to turn around and run.

Thus, it was more appropriate for Ling Han to go alone. Once the Seed of the Holy Flame absorbed enough energy, he would immediately run.

“As a thief, I have to keep a low profile.”

Ling Han entered into the Void and activated the Phoenix Wings Divine Flight. His speed was astonishingly fast, and after a long while, he reappeared in the Void. This place was already filled with a sinister air, and he could barely sense the Regulations of the Living Realm.

He hadn’t become a Saint yet, so he was unable to absorb Regulations. Thus, his battle prowess would fall drastically in this place.

Thankfully, his spiritual power was strong enough, and he could completely use this as a weapon to unleash astonishing destructive power.

Moreover, he could also use Destructive Energy, which was still a deadly weapon.

“However, now that I’m here, I really have to keep a low profile.”

It was very fast for him to come out of here. In just a few days, the Buddhist Land appeared in front of him.

This was really a piece of land, floating directly in space.

However, this piece of land was extraordinarily huge, several times larger than the surface area of many planets.

There was a layer of light enshrouding this piece of land, forming a shield of light. In the darkness of space, it appeared very striking.

Ling Han walked over, carefully created an opening, and then entered.

The defenses of this shield of light were very strong, but Ling Han was already at the strength of a top-notch Saint by now. Thus, no one naturally noticed that he had created a small opening to sneak in. He then repaired it.

Then, with a leap, Ling Han landed on the ground.

Yi?

He shockingly discovered that the Regulations here had once again become richer.

It could be said that though this mainland was presently in the environment of the Netherworld, it was still detached from the outside world.

“The Lords of the Twelve Lands of Death, commanding the Netherworld to create chaos, what exactly are they planning?”

“Will letting the Netherworld invade allow them to attain immortality?”

Ling Han found this inconceivable. He couldn’t figure it out no matter what.

No matter how he looked at it, this would lead to only one conclusion, and that was the destruction of the Living Realm.

But the problem was, weren’t those ancient Imperial Sons all living beings? Oh, burying countless eras to come to this era, all for the sake of becoming Yin souls?

That was impossible.

“This is something that only those Lords of Death know.”

Ling Han hid himself, because a village had appeared ahead of him.

There was a large area of farmland around the village, and it could be seen that there were farmers working in the fields. Upon a closer look, these rice grains were not ordinary rice grains, but rather as tall as a man, and the stalks they bore were also astonishingly large.

Yi, this was Celestial Rice.

Ling Han nodded. If one ingested the Celestial Rice for a long period of time, it would be much more beneficial for cultivators. It could allow their meridians to be unobstructed, and their physical body to develop spiritual power. Cultivating would naturally be half the work, but double the effect.

Looking at these farmers again, they were all mortals, but there was no shortage of Meridian Opening and Blood Transformation Tiers.

By the looks of it, though these farmers weren’t the main people enjoying the benefits of the Celestial Rice, they would definitely be able to eat a little. That was why they could reach Meridian Opening and Blood Transformation Tier without even cultivating.

He observed this village for three days, and had already gained a considerable understanding of it.

In this place, the villagers did indeed farm for a living, but there was also a chance that they could stand out among others.

That was to practice martial arts.

A good seedling would be taken in as a disciple by the Martial Hall of the city. Once he took this step, it would mean a change in his fate. From now onwards, he would be able to cast off his identity as a farmer, become a landlord, or even become a noble.

All right, he had an idea.

Ling Han set his sights on a person called Zhang Hanjun.

This person was an orphan. Both his parents had died when he was young, and he did not have any other relatives. Thus, Ling Han moved, and knocked this person out. Then, he sealed off his vital signs, and buried him deep underground.

Although Zhang Hanjun was a Buddhist, he was clearly an innocent person. Ling Han naturally couldn’t kill him directly.

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No matter how strong his abilities were, Ling Han still had a bottom line that he wouldn’t cross.

Otherwise, what difference would there be between him and the Lords of Death, those fallen Great Emperors?

Then, Ling Han became Zhang Hanjun.

After a few more days, the Martial Hall would send someone over to recruit disciples. Ling Han had his sights set on this opportunity.

First Martial Hall, then advance all the way, then enter the Pond of Life, satisfy the Seed of the Holy Flame, and leave.

En, it was that simple.

Ling Han took his place. Every day, he would practice martial arts in his room, and did not go to farm, which attracted the pointing fingers of the villagers.

There was no other reason for this. This was because Zhang Hanjun was already 17 years old this year. He had already participated in the recruitment test for the Martial Hall two years ago, but he had never been chosen.

Thus, in the eyes of the villagers, he should have given up long ago. He should have been working hard on farming, and should not have fantasized about something that was completely impossible.

Four days later, someone came from the Martial Hall.

On this day, a great many villagers deliberately stopped their farm work, and brought their sons and daughters to the open space at the village entrance.

This was the key to changing the fate of their children. They were also filled with anticipation.

Only Ling Han was alone. The majority of people looked at him not with sympathy, but with mockery and disdain.

As expected, this person was really biting off more than he could chew. He was completely unrealistic.

You are already seventeen years old, and that is your last chance to enroll in the Martial Hall, but having failed twice, is that not enough to make you give up?

Do you have to crash into a wall before you could turn around?