Yan Zhaoge indeed could not starve himself.
To be precise, the number of pills he was prepared to consume was more than the three of them combined.
Because his cultivation level was higher, he could refine more of the elixir's power after consuming the elixir.
As he counted the pills on hand, Yan Zhaoge extended his hand and pressed it on the Profound Sky Purple Gold Furnace.
The true essence in his body surged like primal chaos.
The foundation formed by the Peerless Heavenly Scripture displayed its effects at this moment.
The already quiet Profound Sky Purple Golden Cauldron seemed even quieter now.
From the outside, there did not seem to be any changes at all. However, Yan Zhaoge seemed to vaguely see a thread within the air that was connected to the Profound Sky Purple Gold Furnace.
Now, there was an additional layer of faintly discernible mist around the treasured furnace. It did not cut off the thread, but it concealed the treasured furnace.
If someone wanted to search for the Profound Sky Purple Golden Furnace through the Pill Hall, they would return in disappointment.
Meanwhile, Yan Zhaoge did not completely sever the connection between the furnace and the Pill Hall. If he wanted to find the Pill Hall in the future, he would still have to leave behind some clues.
Retracting his palm, Yan Zhaoge exited the Myriad Dragon Palace, landing on Pan-Pan's head.
Pan-Pan flew through the air with the Myriad Dragon Palace on his back.
This world was not desolate. They had already passed by many villages along the way.
Still, in order to understand the entirety of this world as soon as possible, Yan Zhaoge set his sights on the larger areas here.
Soon, a huge city appeared on the horizon.
However, after carefully observing for a moment, Yan Zhaoge stopped Pan-Pan, not first approaching.
He looked at the city with a frown and did not speak for a long time.
That place was densely populated and bustling with noise. It wasn't a ghost town.
However, to Yan Zhaoge, he had to be even more cautious.
Because the sky above the city was actually enveloped by a layer of faint Buddhist light!
Tranquil and natural, the concept of impermanence naturally emanating from it. Yan Zhaoge could even hear the chanting of Buddhist scriptures lingering by his ears from afar.
It wasn't that many people in the city were chanting Buddhist scriptures loudly, but that the people in the city were condensing the power of prayers and prayers, turning from illusion to reality and interfering with the world.
"This …" Yan Zhaoge was truly rather taken aback, not having thought that the world he had unintentionally stepped into was actually a flourishing age of Buddhism.
Before this, Yan Zhaoge had still been wondering why he hadn't seen any Buddhist legacies or incense.
After all, in pre-Great Calamity times, Buddhism's reputation might even have been slightly greater than Daoism's.
After the Great Calamity, while Daoism had withered away, Buddhism had actually completely disappeared without a trace. Even their Buddhist scriptures couldn't be found. This was abnormal no matter how one looked at it.
Whether it was the lower worlds like the Eight Extremities World, the Vast Ocean World and the Floating Gate World, or the World beyond Worlds, there were quite a few legacies left behind by people of pre-Great Calamity times.
Nowadays, a large portion of the martial art inheritances that had been restarted were excavated from the ruins of their predecessors, and they were restarting from scratch.
It didn't make sense that someone from Daoism could even survive the Great Calamity, while Buddhism had been completely exterminated, not even a trace of them being left behind.
Unless, the Great Calamity back then had been targeted at Buddhism. It had been a complete and utter annihilation of Buddhism.
However, in Yan Zhaoge's impression, the Heavenly Court's Divine Palace was the first place to suffer the calamity.
In fact, Yan Zhaoge could vaguely feel that the massive hand descending from the heavens in his final memories was the handiwork of a Buddhist bigwig.
He had once suspected that the Buddhists had attacked first, and the Daoists had retaliated. In the end, both sides had suffered great losses, and the Daoists had withered while the Buddhists had been annihilated.
Now, however, having seen this world, Yan Zhaoge knew that this was not the case.
"This is the scripture of the Future Buddha …" Gazing at the distant city, Yan Zhaoge thought to himself.
The flourishing Buddhist light was the condensation of the faith power of the believers.
The Buddhist Dharma that the Future Buddha imparted to the world to educate the people of the world was not to prove one's true nature. Instead, it had the meaning of 'those who believe in me will find bliss, those who believe in me will enter the Pure Land, and those who believe in me will obtain eternal life'.
From Yan Zhaoge's point of view, first not talking about his capabilities, this style … seemed … a little low?
However, it was rumored that anyone who devoutly chanted the Buddhist scriptures would be able to obtain the blessing of the Buddhist energy of the Future Buddha, and they wouldn't need to put in much effort to cultivate before they would be able to possess great abilities.
What was even more mysterious was attaining Buddhahood, enjoying extreme bliss, entering the Pure Land and getting rid of all worries.
The Future Buddha was a man of his word. It was as though he really wanted to redeem everyone in the world.
Before the Great Calamity, it was not without reason that there had been far more believers in Buddhism than in Daoism amongst ordinary people.
Still, Yan Zhaoge just felt that something was not quite right. It was just that his understanding of Buddhism was relatively limited. Therefore, he could not come to a conclusion.
It was just that since he had his doubts, Yan Zhaoge had to be much more cautious when facing Buddhism.
This was especially so since he had never seen any traces of Buddhism in the environments he had come into contact with after the Great Calamity. Now that such a flourishing age of Buddhism had suddenly appeared before him, an existence that resembled a Pure Land, Yan Zhaoge felt even more apprehensive.
After pondering for a moment, Yan Zhaoge did not direct Pan-Pan to descend and enter the city. Instead, he expanded the radius of his search, walking around in all directions.
He suddenly had a guess.
This time, Yan Zhaoge was not picky about how many people there were, whether it was densely populated or sparsely populated as he completely chose a random place.
In a small city, Buddha light similarly surged. While it was much weaker than in the large city from earlier, it was not that the people here were not sincere in their worship of Buddha. It was just that their population was comparatively small.
Yan Zhaoge had Pan-Pan shrink and return to the Myriad Dragon Palace. The Myriad Dragon Palace shrunk as well, instantly vanishing.
After keeping the Myriad Dragon Palace, Yan Zhaoge entered the city.
After observing for a while, Yan Zhaoge discovered that the people here should all be ordinary people who did not cultivate in martial arts.
Still, Buddha light seemed to be secretly contained within their bodies.
In the eyes of ordinary people, they were all the same, very ordinary.
However, as Yan Zhaoge looked over, the people here seemed to be made of coloured glass, radiance vaguely emanating from within their bodies.
Some were strong, some were weak.
Because they did not cultivate in martial arts, this Buddha light was only concealed within their bodies, not possessing any power at all. At most, it would just improve their physiques a little, reducing their illnesses.
However, if they cultivated in martial arts, Yan Zhaoge estimated that this Buddha light would very quickly be converted into the foundation of Buddhist martial arts.
With this foundation, it would be very easy for them to cultivate in Buddhist martial arts.
It had been said in pre-Great Calamity times that Buddhist martial practitioners did not need to cultivate painstakingly, having no bottlenecks or whatnot. All they needed was a resolute heart and a sincere heart to worship Buddha.
"Thank you for your hospitality, old man." Yan Zhaoge was all smiles as he found an ordinary family. Just happening to see an old man exiting the door, he went over to greet him.
Having tested it earlier, Yan Zhaoge had been rather surprised to find that the prevailing language of this world was virtually exactly the same as it had been in pre-Great Calamity times.
The few differences were all caused by the passage of time and the changes in history.
The cultural heritage here seemed not to have experienced the discontinuity caused by the Great Calamity.
Still, there seemed to be traces that someone had cleaned up.
For example …
"Old man, I am just a passerby. Having just arrived at your precious land, I am not too familiar with this place. May I ask where the temple in the city is? I would like to pay my respects to the Buddha first. "
Hearing Yan Zhaoge's words, the old man instantly smiled amicably, "You really are a sincere person. This place of ours is small. You can just walk towards the south of the city. You will be able to see it just by looking from the side on the main road."
Yan Zhaoge nodded. After exchanging a few more pleasantries with the old man, he asked seemingly unintentionally, "Right, old man, why do I see people worshipping the Three Purities outside the city?"
"Three Purities?" The old man was puzzled, "What are the Three Purities? You must have seen wrongly, little brother. The people of this place only worship the Buddha. Have you never seen anyone worship those pesky Three Purities? Could it be some evil thing? "
Yan Zhaoge thought, "It is indeed so …"
Just like how there were no traces of Buddhism in the World beyond Worlds and the Eight Extremities World, there seemed to be no traces of Daoism at all in this world! (To be continued.)
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