The Immortal Cultivation Game Has Come True

Chapter 66: Chapter 65: Mo Ke Jiedi’s Little Trick! (Please Follow)

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City God smiled and then began to explain:

“Daoist friend, merits are divided into Human Merits, Innate Merits, and Heavenly Merits.”

“Among them, Human Merits refer to helping all creatures overcome catastrophes. But this does not include the exhaustion of life span and the decline of heaven and human beings.”

“If you save a living being from decline of heaven and humans, not only will you not gain Human Merits, but you will also be tainted by worldly karma, which is not worth the loss.”

“The story of Buddha cutting off his flesh to feed the eagle has spread throughout the Three Realms. It is to help the pigeon overcome the catastrophe, as well as the eagle, because once the eagle eats the pigeon, the master behind the pigeon will certainly kill the eagle for revenge.”

“And the so-called Innate…”

With the explanation of the City God,

Xuanqing gradually understood the sources of the three types of merits in this world.

Human Merits: Obtained by helping all creatures overcome catastrophes. If it involves the exhaustion of lifespan, there will be no merits, but karma instead.

Innate Merits: Merits that exist within oneself, as the sun nourishes all living things, or Emperor Haotian governing the Three Realms, maintaining peace among them.

As for the higher ’Heavenly Merits,’ the City God stated that he was not too clear about it, perhaps only the top leaders know.

It is worth mentioning that,

Once someone registers in the Heavenly Court, they will be granted a certain amount of Innate Merits as their salary based on their rank.

Of course, the City God’s Yin God is under the jurisdiction of Hell. His salary does not come from the Heavenly Court, but rather from guiding the Yin souls in the reincarnation and earning merits.

At the same time,

Xuanqing understood why everyone valued the “Daoist Immortal Officer” after entering the Game World.

That’s because the Daoist Immortal Officer can not only gain the power of incense fire faith, but also participate in the affairs of the human world, seek merits, and be registered as an immortal, getting a share of the Heavenly Court’s Innate Merit Salary.

Tsk, tsk-

Power of incense fire, Human Merits, Innate Merits, apart from the mysterious Heavenly Merits, it’s like sweeping them all in a net.

No wonder everyone values and admires the identity of the Daoist Immortal Officer. With so many benefits, who wouldn’t be envious?

“Daoist friend, do you have any questions?” asked the City God.

Xuanqing shook his head, “City God, I will return to the human world after you gather a piece of dense Netherworld land and I consolidate it!”

“Alright!”

City God nodded.

With a wave of his right hand, the wind rose and clouds surged again, condensing the Netherworld energy into a small cushion.

This time, the action was obviously smaller than last time.

The reason for doing this is that after obtaining the incense fire in the Gathering Qi Bead, the City God has the hope of life and can even outlive Elder Jinchi.

Naturally, he is reluctant to wildly mobilize the source of the Netherworld as he did before, regardless of the consequences.

Leaving Xuanqing who is consolidating his cultivation in the Netherworld,

The scene switches to Black Wind Town.

There is a temple called Guanyin Zen Temple in the southern part of the small town, mainly dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva.

At this moment,

The Guanyin Zen Temple is very lively.

Dozens of strong men are carrying a three-meter-tall divine statue, red-faced and thick-necked, carrying it to the Main Hall.

The image of this divine statue is a bald monk with bare arms. Its surface is covered with a layer of gold powder, shining dazzlingly under sunlight.

“Amitabha, please slow down, all of you. If any harm comes to the statue, do not blame this old monk for not giving you wages,” said an elderly voice.

It was an old monk with white hair and beard, wearing a gorgeous kasaya, holding a gem-encrusted tin staff, and very good in appearance.

The old monk’s dharma name is Jinchi, and he is the abbot of the Guanyin Zen Temple.

Upon hearing Elder Jinchi’s voice, the strong men’s faces showed an uncomfortable expression.

But since ancient times, those who have done the work of “porters” don’t have much status. Although they’re upset, they didn’t dare to show it.

“One, two, -three, heave!”

With a strong and powerful shout, the statue of the bare-armed, bald monk was placed on the altar.

“It’s finished-”

Everyone was grinning from ear to ear.

This job was not easy, as they relied on overworking their bodies in exchange for their rewards, and they might die of illness and pain by the age of forty.

But for these porters, if they didn’t do the job, they might starve to death before they reached forty. Solving their immediate needs was the key.

“Elder Jinchi, can you give us our rewards now?”

The leading porter, gasping for breath, climbed up from the ground, ran to Elder Jinchi’s side, and expectedly asked.

Elder Jinchi nodded, but instead of immediately taking out the money, he commanded a young novice monk beside him:

“Huiming, go and check if there are any scratches or dents on the Golden Body of Venerable Mo Ke Jiedi.”

“Yes, Abbot!”

The young novice monk walked up to the statue and carefully inspected the base. When he found no problems, he immediately gestured to the abbot that everything was fine.

Seeing this,

Elder Jinchi nodded with satisfaction.

Just as he was about to take out the money to settle the payment for these porters,

Suddenly,

A majestic and sacred voice rang in his mind.

“Jinchi, change the position of my Golden Body with Muzha Lingtong, who is by the side of the Bodhisattva.”

Hearing the sacred voice in his mind,

Elder Jinchi was first stunned, then quickly knelt, kowtowed to the statue of Mo Ke Jiedi, and shouted loudly, “Disciple obeys the command of the Venerable Mo Ke Jiedi!”

When he stood up, he said to the porters sitting and resting under the eaves, “Gentlemen, you need to switch the order of the two Golden Body Buddha Statues.”

As soon as these words came out,

The porters looked at each other.

“Elder, you can’t do this, we have already…”

“Amitabha, temple construction and lifting the Gods are all for accumulating merits. If you want to receive your wages, you must finish the job first!”

Elder Jinchi put his hands together, his face full of compassion.

Inside the temple, the porters sighed, but they had no choice because they were lowly porters, while the old monk in front of them was the renowned Elder Jinchi in town.

Above the Guanyin Zen Temple,

A golden Buddha cloud floated, and on the cloud, there stood a bare-armed, bald monk.

Upon closer inspection, it would be found that the appearance of the bald monk was exactly the same as the Mo Ke Jiedi Buddha statue in the temple below.

“Jinchi is quite good. It’s worth cultivating!” Mo Ke Jiedi’s face showed satisfaction.

He was ordered by Guanyin Bodhisattva to deliver the ‘Shimen Soul Calming Tablet’ to Jinchi, to help him continue to grow and develop the Guanyin Zen Temple, and to squeeze the faith of the Earth God as well.

In fact,

For many years, Buddhism has been doing this, and the more they went towards the Westernmost Land, the more obvious this phenomenon became.

At this point,

Seeing that in the Guanyin Zen Temple, the position of his own gold Buddhist statue had been switched with that annoying Muzha,

Mo Ke Jiedi had a smile on his face.

He hated the likes of Muzha—though their skills were few, they looked down on them because they were Bodhisattva’s servants, which was close to the water tower.

After pondering,

Before Mo Ke Jiedi left on his cloud,

He glanced at Elder Jinchi in the temple and commanded:

‘For every believer who comes to the temple to burn incense, after worshiping the Bodhisattva, they must kowtow to my golden body before kowtowing to that Muzha.’