The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian opened his eyes. The golden Light of Buddha gleamed around him. Faintly, there seemed to be Sounds of Buddha lingering between heaven and earth, solemn and holy.

"The cultivation methods of Buddhism were indeed exceptional. It calms one's body and soul, elevating one's overall state of mind," Ye Futian whispered. Hua Jieyu and Hua Qingqing walked up behind him. Hua Jieyu smiled and said, "That's because all the Buddhist scriptures that Qingqing has been chosen for you are superior, making this effect possible."

"It's not so." Hua Qingqing said softly, "In Buddhism, there was no such thing as superior or inferior among scriptures, as it is dependent on the person who seeks the enlightenment. However, the Buddhist scriptures I have chosen are in ascending order, which is indeed beneficial to the state of mind. But what truly matters is the cultivator himself."

Obviously, Hua Qingqing was complimenting Ye Futian.

"Speaking of which, if it were not for your help, Qingqing, I would not have been able to enter into such state of cultivation so quickly. I think not just me, but anyone with you assisting in the cultivation of Buddhism, would be able to accomplish amazing results," Ye Futian concluded with a sigh.

During this period of cultivation, Hua Qingqing's effect on him was as if she lit up his desire for Buddhism. He was already gifted with extraordinary talent, and because of the existence of his Natal Spirit, it was not difficult for him to cultivate any method of the Great Path. Now, with Hua Qingqing's help, it seemed that he was naturally suited for Buddhist cultivation. He was in perfect sync with it and was able to enter the state of Buddhist cultivation immediately.

"You two can stop praising each other." Hua Jieyu smiled softly. "Although the cultivation of Buddhism is going smoothly, to participate in the All Buddhas Conference, you have to face many top-level great Buddhas in the Western World of Buddhism. Many of them are hostile towards you, including the Arhats."

When she spoke of this, Hua Jieyu was not so optimistic anymore. Just as she said, she had absolute confidence in Ye Futian's cultivation. Although it had not been long since he cultivated Buddhism, he had already had astounding successes.

Still, it all depended on what kind of opponents he would be facing.

However, the All Buddhas Conference was a forum for Buddhist cultivation. If Ye Futian intruded into the conference by any other means, it would be seriously out of place and defied the original intent of the All Buddhas Conference. If there were one great Buddha who had experienced the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path among those Buddhist cultivators, Ye Futian would be hard-pressed to contend with that.

"I understand," Ye Futian nodded. Even though he felt some pressure, Ye Futian was trying to maintain a balanced mindset, which, perhaps, was related to his recent cultivation. He looked at Hua Qingqing and said, "If we fail this time, we will have to find another way."

"We are just fighting for a chance this time. In fact, everything that happens in the sacred land of the Western Heaven must not be hidden from the Lord of All Buddhas. As long as he wants, everything will be known to him. Even if we fail, if the Lord of All Buddhas wants to receive me, he will. If he doesn't want to receive me, then he won't." Hua Qingqing seemed extremely at peace as she spoke casually. Although she did not possess a high level of cultivation, her mentality revealed extreme serenity. She was at ease with everything that was happening at the moment.

"Mmm," Ye Futian nodded. Hua Qingqing's words were quite right. Buddhism had six superpowers and many other fascinating and amazing methods, the wonders of which were infinite. The Lord of All Buddhas cultivated all the methods of Buddhism, so how could he not know all that was happening in the sacred land of Western Heaven?

At this time, there were footsteps behind them. It was Blind Tie who came over and said to Ye Futian, "There are only a few days left before the All Buddhas Conference, and the cultivators of the Western Heaven have gathered in one direction. Those Buddhist cultivators have also gone there, preparing to go to the Spirit Mountain of the Western Heaven. Shouldn't we be getting ready to go as well?"

"Yes." Ye Futian nodded and said, "It is time to take off."

After that, he contacted Mo Yunzi with his mind. Soon, Mo Yunzi arrived with Fang Cun and the others. He turned into his original form. Ye Futian and his group walked onto the back of the Golden-wing Roc. The Roc's wings spread wide, breaking through the sky, rushing forward.

At this moment, in the sky above the Western Heaven, there were cultivators everywhere, traveling by air. Many of them were Buddhist cultivators, surrounded by the Light of Buddha.

Ye Futian looked around to take in the sight. Countless many cultivators were in the air, and all of them were heading in the same direction.

To the west of the Western Heaven, there was a golden coastal region. This area was said to be endowed with spirit, and only those who cultivated Buddhism may cross. Common cultivators, without exception, had no way to cross this sea.

Therefore, this coastal region was also known as the Sea of Buddha.

At this time, countless cultivators gathered in front of this golden coastal region. Their eyes looked far ahead, where the other end of the sea seemed to be connected with the sky. There, one could vaguely see the golden Light of Buddha above the firmament, radiant beyond words, as if it was a World of Buddhism outside of this world.

Everyone knew that was where Spirit Mountain of Western Heaven was located. Lord of All Buddhas had once cultivated there, and to this day, the Spirit Mountain of the Western Heaven was still considered the cultivation court of the Lord of All Buddhas. Of course, the Lord of All Buddhas had long since transcended the earthly world and was no longer bound by the five elements of heaven and earth. Now, it was most other Buddhas who cultivated at the Spirit Mountain.

All those Buddhist cultivators clasped their hands in front of them, appearing exceedingly pious. They then stepped into the sea and traveled by Buddhist boats, dazzling with the Light of Buddha, as if on a pilgrimage. Their entire bodies were submerged in the Light of Buddha.

As time progressed, many figures could be discerned in this golden sea, scattered in different places in the sea, but all were moving in the same direction. The scene was incredibly spectacular.

Who knows when little monks like us will have the opportunity to participate in the All Buddhas Conference? some Buddhist cultivators with a lower level of cultivation sighed and wondered. His eyes, which focused on the golden sea, were filled with endless yearning. He put his hands together and gestured towards the far distance as if in prayer.

In the crowd, many cultivators were doing the same thing he was.

"That's a Buddhist cultivator under the tutelage of Tongchan Buddha Lord," someone looked in a particular direction.

"Tongchan Arhat is also there," someone else added, looking at a wickedly handsome Buddhist cultivator. This group of cultivators stepped into the sea and moved forward.

More and more great Buddhas were coming, but they moved forward in the same way, without any exception.

This was the only way to reach the Spirit Mountain, as there were no other shortcuts. Even those top Buddha Lords had to cross the sea in order to get there.

As the time of the All Buddhas Conference drew closer, the number of people in this coastal region gradually decreased. Most of them had already gone to Spirit Mountain in advance, not wanting to miss the grand occasion of the All Buddhas Conference.

When Ye Futian and the others arrived, there were not so many people who were crossing the sea anymore. They walked to the very front of the coastal region, looking at the Light of Buddha that was sprinkling down from the sky in the distance. The end of the sea seemed to be part of the sky, the ultimate holy land for those who cultivated Buddhism—Spirit Mountain of Western Heaven.

However, Ye Futian did not set off immediately but was waiting. When all the Buddhist cultivators were gone, he would then cross the sea!