The great monk turned into a demon in the end and had no answer.
But Lao Can understood.
The so-called Damo is really a big devil.
The method of Damo Temple is to induce one future Buddhist disciple in each generation to fall into the devil's path, and then use another Buddhist disciple to influence him.
Regardless of whether the devil defeats the Buddha or the Buddha defeats the devil, in the end the devil must transform into a Buddha and achieve "Dama".
Lao Can was sad and angry, and Lao Can complained that this was not the world of immortality he imagined, but the world of demons.
Lao Can completely gave up the idea of seeking rectification from the sect and becoming a disciple to achieve transcendence.
Then, he bought immortal cultivation books in the market and was deceived;
Then, he took the elixir and nearly died from poisoning;
Then, he learned the talisman and planted his natal talisman in his Dantian. Someone almost used it as a seed to turn him into a human talisman...
All the practitioners of Buddhism, Demons, Taoism, side sects, and old and disabled people have tried one by one to cultivate immortality and various arts, but they have always been tricked and deceived, and none of them has succeeded.
When Chen Yang saw this, he trembled unconsciously. A capital word "miserable" emerged from his heart and occupied most of his head.
Searching and searching all the way, miserable and miserable, this is the old cripple.
But he was very lucky and could always find a way to cultivate immortality. He failed many times and saved a little life.
Chen Yang didn't notice this, and he didn't even notice that he hadn't turned a page of Lao Can's Story of Seeking Immortality for a long, long time.
The book has always stayed on that page.
Above the book, in front of Chen Yang, images of light and shadow kept passing by.
It was an old man, walking on crutches, in the mountains, in the wilderness, by the lake, on the grass...
That is an old man who has walked through spring, summer, autumn and winter, through volcanoes and snowfields, and through the deceitfulness of human hearts...
"Clang!"
A loud sound like a bell suddenly sounded in Chen Yang's mind.
He suddenly woke up.
For a moment, I was at a loss.
Chen Yang looked around, and even looked at General Wang for a long time, before he pulled himself out of the deep sadness and despair and thought of himself.
"It turns out that I am not an old disabled person."
"It turns out, I am Chen Yang."
"What the reincarnation disk of the heavens wants turns out to be right here."
Chen Yang looked at the pages of the book that were turning in front of him, looking at the various miserable encounters of Lao Can in seeking immortality that kept emerging.
Some are boiled in pots, and some are roasted on fire;
Some were captured by goblins to absorb Yuanyang, and some were turned into scalpers to work all day long;
Some were subjected to live experiments, and some were stabbed with blood to refine medicine...
The scenes kept flashing by, like a complete experience, calling Chen Yang to immerse himself in it and realize it.
I see.
"This, turns out to be another kind of traveling through the heavens."
"The reincarnation disk of the heavens is not only the heavens, but also the reincarnation."
"Other people's lives and other people's thoughts are a world of their own."
"It can lead people to enter, incarnate into that person, and feel their sorrows, joys, and anger. Isn't it a kind of reincarnation?"
"Why, it's not the heavens?!"
Chen Yang took a deep breath and inserted his hand into the pictures that kept flashing by.
In the depths of his sea of consciousness, the reincarnation disk of the heavens emerged and turned slowly...