Chapter 751: The Disappeared Buddhas

Chapter 751: The Disappeared Buddhas

The City God indeed knew about this thing. Qin Feng’s expression changed slightly, but he quickly concealed it.

“What is this?” Heavenly Tower National Teacher asked lightly.

The City God didn’t answer immediately; instead, he bowed his head in contemplation, seemingly weighing whether to reveal everything he knew truthfully.

Seeing this, Heavenly Tower National Teacher spoke up, “You need to understand who our real enemies are. If we continue to conceal what we know from each other, it will only tie our hands and feet.”

“At least from my perspective, even when Gods and Demons descended in the past and battled with the Immortal Realm Gods and Demons, we were not necessarily enemies.”

“Instead, we could have become allies, united against a common enemy. This is why I agreed to have your temples built in various places in the Great Qian, to help you find crucial clues.”

Is the teacher playing with the City God? If we’re not wary of the Immortal Realm Gods and Demons, why bother sealing the cracks in the Immortal Realm? Qin Feng’s mouth twitched.

After pondering for a moment, the City God sighed and said, “Alright, I’ll tell you.”

Damn, it actually worked. Truly, experience is the best teacher. Qin Feng’s admiration for the teacher reached a new high.

“I’ve mentioned before, those beings possess immortal abilities. Despite the efforts of the Immortal Realm Gods and Demons and the Western Buddhist Monks, they couldn’t find a way to defeat them. Their numbers keep increasing endlessly. Consequently, we had to resort to another method.”

“Sealing,” Qin Feng blurted out.

“Correct, sealing. But it’s not easy. They are highly adaptive creatures, capable of blending into any environment rapidly. Even the Flame Emperor, whom Gods and Demons feared, couldn’t confine them. They can even generate new forms and merge with the flames.”

Are these monsters like cockroaches? Night Wandering Ghost once displayed the power of flames in the Illusory Dream Dao. Even if it was fake, Qin Feng felt suffocated almost in despair for a moment.

If not for seizing opportunities, he might not have escaped the predicament.

“Among the many methods of the Immortal Realm, there are only two that can truly seal those monsters! One is what I mentioned before, the Kunlun in the hands of the Heavenly Emperor.”

“The Kunlun Mountain,” Qin Feng nodded. He naturally remembered something so important. “Huh? Could the second method be related to the Mustard Seed Space?”

“Yes, the second method is indeed related to the Western Buddhist Monks, the Mustard Seed Space formed by the accumulation of great aspirations, capable of containing everything between its grains, including oceans and rivers.”

“I’ve seen the scene where the Buddha uses Mount Sumeru to contain those monsters.”

“Within moments, those monsters were all sealed inside, and they struggled in vain to break free. The terrifying entities among them have been trying to break the seals of Kunlun Mountain and Mustard Seed Space to release their companions. The key to lifting the seal lies with the Heavenly Emperor and the Mustard Seed Space.”

Speaking of this, the City God sighed, “When Gods and Demons invaded the broken realm, the Heavenly Emperor was surrounded by enemies on all sides.”

“Since that battle, there has been no news from him. We’ve searched for thousands of years without success, leading to the Immortal Realm gradually losing ground in the war, with many Gods and Demons defecting.”

“If not for the seal on Kunlun Mountain still intact, proving that the Heavenly Emperor’s soul has not dissipated, we might have all believed the Heavenly Emperor to be dead.”

The Immortal Realm was leaderless, and the situation in the war was not optimistic.

Qin Feng furrowed his brow, and a hint of seriousness passed through Heavenly Tower National Teacher’s eyes.

“Since the Mustard Seed Space is so important, shouldn’t the Western Buddhist Monks of the Immortal Realm hold it in their own hands? For example, that Buddha you mentioned, how could it have ended up in our realm?”

“The reason is simple.” The City God took a deep breath, his tone serious. “Because the Western Buddhist Realm no longer exists!”

“What?!” Qin Feng was dumbfounded.

“The Western Buddhist Realm is now nothing but ruins, and the Buddhas have disappeared.”

“The void there is shrouded in strange powers, like a deep abyss. Even the Heavenly Emperor couldn’t penetrate it to explore.”

“But before the Heavenly Emperor disappeared without a trace, he said a sentence—’The darkness does not belong to the Immortal Realm; it belongs to another space.’ It’s because of this sentence that I once suspected the end of the darkness might be connected to this realm or the Netherworld.”

At this point, Qin Feng’s heart was in turmoil.

The abyss-like darkness, the disappearing Buddhist realm and Buddhas—this sounded so similar to what Senior Bai Yan mentioned! Could it be that beyond the extremes of the Four Realms of the Great Qian lies the Western Buddhist Realm? But, is that really possible?

Heavenly Tower National Teacher furrowed his brow, turning to look at the sky. A stream of Clear Qi shot out from his forehead, piercing the clouds.

However, moments later, accompanied by severe coughing, Heavenly Tower National Teacher covered his mouth, and his palm was stained with blood.

“Teacher!” Qin Feng exclaimed in shock.

“It’s nothing.” Heavenly Tower National Teacher waved his hand, and the bloodstains on his palm disappeared.

The City God understood what had happened and said in a deep voice, “The causal implications of the Dao of Heavenly Mandate are too great. If used too frequently, it will eventually burn you to ashes.”

Heavenly Tower National Teacher didn’t respond but instead said, “The Mustard Seed Space is most likely in the extremes of the Western Realm. Qin Feng, you need to go there. It’s your opportunity to step into the realm of the second-grade.”

In the palace’s rear garden, Ya’an and Emperor Ming strolled together, admiring the flowers and discussing recent events.

‘If they hadn’t been pregnant, with their talents, they would have easily stepped into the second-grade realm after the changes in the world,’ Qin Feng sighed inwardly.

“My husband, why did you come back so late?” Liu Jianli asked curiously.

“I was consulting with the teacher about some matters related to cultivation, so it took some time,” Qin Feng replied calmly.

Beside him, Cang Feilan sniffed lightly, then furrowed her eyebrows slightly. “Why do I smell the fragrance of a woman on you?”

Oops, it must be from that fox earlier this morning. Qin Feng’s heart tightened. His mind raced, and he replied calmly, “When I went to see the teacher, Ya’an was also there. Perhaps I picked up the scent back then.”

At that moment, Lan Ningshuang approached and frowned, “That doesn’t seem right, Young Master. I remember the scent of rouge on Ya’an. It was a faint and fresh fragrance, far different from the strong scent you have now.”

Are you all bloodhounds or something? Qin Feng couldn’t help but sweat profusely on his forehead under the collective gaze of the women in the hall.

But fortunately, Qin Feng was experienced and quickly came up with a perfect excuse. “You don’t know this, but as a princess, Ya’an wouldn’t use ordinary rouge. It’s a new product from Imperial Excellence, made from the essence of various tea flowers from the Hundred Flowers Valley, called Hundred Flowers Powder.”

“Its fragrance changes over time. In the morning, it’s a faint fresh scent, which becomes stronger after noon. By night, as the temperature drops, it gives a cool sensation, making people feel comfortable.”

While speaking, Qin Feng secretly activated his consciousness, took out a sprig of Ice Heart Grass from the mustard seed ring, and hid it in his embrace.

Ice Heart Grass had the effect of calming and concentrating the mind, and it emitted a cold aura.

“Wow, it really feels cool, and my mood has become very relaxed,” Lan Ningshuang exclaimed in surprise.

“I told you so. If you two don’t believe it, why don’t you also smell it?”

“No need,” Liu Jianli shook her head.

Although Cang Feilan still had some doubts, faced with the facts, she had to believe.

Seeing this, the Second Mother intervened, saying, “Indeed, this rouge does smell nice. Next time when Ya’an comes, I’ll have to ask her about it.”

Ah, Qin Feng intervened, “Second Mother, don’t think too much about it. Hundred Flowers Powder is exclusively supplied to the royal family. Only the ladies of the palace and the princesses are qualified to use it. If you mention it to her, she’ll surely bring you some. But there’s no need to owe such favors.”

“Exclusive to the royal family? Then I won’t trouble her.” The Second Mother nodded in agreement.

Thankfully, it was a false alarm.

Snap!

Just then, the sound of porcelain shattering echoed through the room.

Everyone turned to look, only to find that Qin Lan had been playing around and accidentally broke a teacup, spilling tea all over the floor.

Cang Feilan was about to step forward to reprimand her when Qin Feng stopped her. “It’s okay, as long as she’s safe. This is a good thing.”

As soon as he finished speaking, on the other side, Qin Xiao also broke a teacup and giggled.

Qin Feng rolled up his sleeves and raised his hand. “Since you are so mischievous at such a young age, how will we deal with you in the future? I have to discipline them properly. Wives, don’t move, let me handle this!”

Before long, cries echoed in the hall.

With the moon shining faintly and the night breeze blowing gently, Qin Feng returned to his room, still wearing a heavy look.

Although the child had just been born and he hadn’t had much time to spend with them, he had to leave in a hurry again.

Perhaps only when the threats in this world were completely eliminated could he settle down and spend time with his family.

“It’s better to sleep early. Tomorrow, I have to leave quietly and head to the Western Regions,” Qin Feng thought to himself.

Just then, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and two graceful figures walked in.

Qin Feng looked surprised. “You two, why are you here?”

Cang Feilan was holding a bowl of herbal soup, while Liu Jianli’s fair cheeks were flushed under the candlelight.

Qin Feng recognized the bowl of herbal soup—it was none other than the ancestral secret recipe of Grandma Liu.

In the quiet of the night, with a bowl of nourishing herbal soup and the shy demeanor of his two wives, what would happen next seemed to be self-evident.

Qin Feng swallowed nervously, feeling both anxious and excited. “Are the children asleep?”

“Mmm,” came a soft nasal sound.

The candle in the room suddenly dimmed.