The Western Desert was located far away from the Hengduan Mountain Range. It was far away from the Central Plains and had a special culture. It was the source of Buddhism.

The biggest sect in the Western Desert was Buddhism, but there were also different branches of Buddhism.

On the way to the Western Desert, Lin Jiufeng had carefully studied that area.

The biggest Buddhist sect in the Western Desert was the Great Thunderclap Temple.

The sect was in the depths of the Western Desert, in the core area. But they were very low-key. They were only a little famous in the Western Desert. In the Central Plains, very few people knew about them.

If it weren't for White Dragon telling Lin Jiufeng that a Great Emperor Shakyamuni had once appeared in the Western Desert, he wouldn't have noticed this piece of land at all.

"In the past, I placed my sights on the Central Plains, the Northwest Territory, and the Hundred Thousand Mountains. I haven't paid attention to a large piece of land like the Western Desert. This really shouldn't be the case." Lin Jiufeng arrived at the Hengduan Mountain Range and stood at the entrance of the Third World. He looked ahead at the vast world that stretched as far as the eye could see.

The Western Desert!

"Do you want to Sign-In at the Hengduan Mountain Range?"

Just as Lin Jiufeng was about to move, a line of words appeared before his eyes.

He blinked and immediately said, "Sign in!"

"Sign-In successful. Received the Hengduan Sword!"

This was a very long sword, with a strange sword hilt that resembled a mountain.

The sword was thin and sharp. When slashed horizontally, it was as if it could cut through space.

"What grade is this sword at?" Lin Jiufeng held the sword in his hand. The feeling of the sword felt good, but he still needed to check the information.

[Hengduan Sword, supreme-grade immortal artifact, excels in attacking power and explosive power!]

This introduction made Lin Jiufeng smile.

"A supreme-grade immortal artifact. Not bad, not bad. This can be considered my third strongest magic treasure." Lin Jiufeng looked at the Hengduan Sword in satisfaction.

Needless to say, his strongest magic treasure was the [Light of the Homes].

The second strongest magic treasure was the General Appointing Platform.

Then, Lin Jiufeng no longer had any other magic treasures.

He gave his sword case to Princess Yulin, along with all the swords in the sword case.

After that, Lin Jiufeng no longer had a weapon in hand. He only brought the General Appointing Platform along with him.

Now that he had signed in this Hengduan Sword, Lin Jiufeng didn't have to smash out the General Appointing Platform whenever he wanted to fight.

After casually gaining control of it and integrating it into his body, Lin Jiufeng crossed the Hengduan Mountain Range and stepped into the land of the Western Desert.

The first time Lin Jiufeng stepped into the Western Desert, he felt that it was completely different from the Central Plains and the Northwest Territory.

The land of the Western Desert and the air of the Western Desert seemed to be chanting in Sanskrit.

Lin Jiufeng quickly walked deeper into the vast land. He crossed the mountains and rivers. What he saw and heard were all strange sights that were different from the Central Plains.

Everything around him carried a sense of beauty.

When Lin Jiufeng saw the natives, they dressed differently from the people of the Central Plains. They looked exotic.

Lin Jiufeng didn't chat with them. He just advanced silently. The places and people he saw along the way gave him a refreshing feeling.

On this day, Lin Jiufeng went deep into the land of the Western Desert for 10,000 miles. Even so, this speed was only because he wasn't in a hurry to leap over the mountains and the river valleys.

At night, Lin Jiufeng saw the first temple in the Western Desert.

That's right. Not only was the Western Desert and the Central Plains separated by a mountain range, but there was also a buffer zone of 10,000 miles between them.

In this area of 10,000 miles, there wasn't a single temple. There were even very few people.

But after crossing this 10,000 miles, one could see that the number of temples and monks increased greatly.

There were many ascetics in the Buddhist sects of the Western Desert.

Lin Jiufeng was also advancing at night. He saw quite a lot of scenes.

These monks abandoned everything on the surface. Living in luxury, living a prosperous life, and the desires of the secular world were all regarded as the foundation of their mental demons to seduce people into falling.

Only by overcoming all these could one ultimately reach the realm of Buddha.

At night, Lin Jiufeng encountered an ascetic monk. He kowtowed every three steps and bowed deeply every nine steps.

This person was a False Immortal. Among those of the False Immortal Realm, he was very powerful.

But he was still so pious. Like an ordinary person, he followed the thoughts in his heart.

Lin Jiufeng was greatly shocked. Taking advantage of the latter's rest in the night, he also stopped to communicate with the other party.

"Why do you insist on kowtowing every three steps and bowing every nine steps?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously.

The monk was an ascetic, dark and thin. The clothes he wore were patched up, and he looked travel-weary, like a homeless man.

But his eyes were so pure, like a child's or like the stars in the night sky. They were very pure.

Lin Jiufeng swore that he had seen many people in his life, but he had never seen such a pure gaze in the eyes of adults.

He had only seen it on children before.

This kind of purity wasn't naivety. It wasn't that he didn't understand anything, but it was a kind of tolerance and curiosity. It was a special feeling.

Even though he had already seen the world, he was still very curious about it.

This curiosity was akin to a baby seeing the world for the first time.

Lin Jiufeng saw these special feelings in this ascetic monk.

"Patron, are you from the Central Plains?" The ascetic monk asked calmly.

Lin Jiufeng nodded and continued to look at the monk.

He was waiting for the answer to that question.

The ascetic monk smiled and said, "Some people in this world do smart things, and naturally, there are also people who do foolish things."

"A lot of people are fighting to do smart things. I can't win against others, so I can only do something foolish," the ascetic replied.

"But what exactly is a smart thing and what is a foolish thing?" Lin Jiufeng asked with a frown.

"Something that is advantageous is a smart thing. Something with no benefits to be gained, but instead, one has to pay a lot of things to do this thing, is a foolish thing." The monk explained.

Lin Jiufeng fell silent.

This ascetic in front of him was doing a foolish thing.

He kowtowed every three steps and bowed every nine steps. He didn't obtain anything substantial.

But it could put him at ease.

Being at ease was actually very important.

"Where are you going, Bhante?" Lin Jiufeng asked again after a short silence.

"Great Thunderclap Temple!" The monk replied.

Lin Jiufeng's eyes lit up. Great Thunderclap Temple was also his target for this trip.

"How far are you from the Great Thunderclap Temple now?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

"According to my current speed, I can reach there in half a year." The monk calculated and answered Lin Jiufeng.

"Is there a real Buddha in the Great Thunderclap Temple?" Lin Jiufeng asked curiously.

"The real Buddha is in the hearts of everyone. As long as the Inner Ape is tamed, all living beings will be Buddha. There is no Buddha in the Great Thunderclap Temple," the ascetic monk replied.

"By that, you mean that even the monks of Great Thunderclap Temple are unable to subdue their Inner Apes?" Lin Jiufeng asked with a frown.

"The monks of Great Thunderclap Monastery are also humans. They also have mental demons and thoughts of anger. Buddha isn't that easy to be born into." The monk explained.

"Then, one last question. Is Great Emperor Shakyamuni in the Great Thunderclap Temple?" Lin Jiufeng asked.

The ascetic monk was dazed. Then, he shook his head and laughed. "If you want to look for Emperor Shakyamuni, you have to go to 100,000 years ago. He should still be around then."

Lin Jiufeng also smiled. He knew that this question of his was a little stupid, but he didn't mind. Instead, he said, "Then the question just now doesn't count. This is the last one. How should I address you?"

The monk looked at the moonlight and said, "You can call me Crescent!"

It was only at this moment that Lin Jiufeng realized that he wasn't old.

He should be very young.

About 18 years old, but his cultivation base was at the peak of the False Immortal Realm. He wasn't far from becoming an immortal.

"Monk Crescent, let's meet again in the future. Thank you for answering my questions." Lin Jiufeng waved his hand and turned to leave.

"Patron, you know my Dharma name, but I don't know what your name is. Since you are thanking me, then tell me your name," said Monk Crescent with a smile.

Lin Jiufeng turned around and looked at the dark and thin monk. The corner of his mouth curled up as he said, "The people of the world call me… Great Emperor Jiufeng!"

With that, Lin Jiufeng disappeared without a trace this time and went deep into the Western Desert.

"Great Emperor Jiufeng, the Son of Destiny of this era?" Monk Crescent looked at the place where Lin Jiufeng disappeared and murmured.

The aura on his body began to fluctuate. He directly broke through from the peak of the False Immortal Realm to the Immortal Realm, and it was still continuing to rise.

Until in the end, his aura fell again.

Then, Monk Crescent followed his heart. He kowtowed every three steps and bowed every nine steps, heading for the Great Thunderclap Temple.