The war has ended long ago, but the aftermath is still lingering in the sky. Above the endless sea, there are trenches that cut off the sea water, like scars.
"Gods, Buddhas..."
Drifting on the ship in the sea, Yuan Ben's expression was silent and complicated.
The battle twenty-one years ago seems to still be vivid in our minds, and all those who watched and witnessed it will never forget it.
On that day, gods and Buddhas came to the world, and the world changed drastically. Longquan world changed its owners, and all the sects of the past, large and small, were closed to the mountains.
The Wu Dou Sect was also disbanded on that day, and all the halls and temples were abandoned to prevent revenge from the Buddhist sect.
Many top martial arts sects have dispersed one after another, hiding in the wilderness, escaping overseas, or even to some dimensions in the void.
However……
"In the past twenty-one years, you have moved through dozens of Fang Xuan Gong realms, and you can be said to be extremely careful..."
There seemed to be a divine voice reverberating in the wind. Wen Lingguan slowly stepped out, and the waves and wind in the sea fell silent:
"But have you ever thought that your escape was actually unnecessary?"
"Guan Wen Ling!"
Yuan Ben's breathing stagnated slightly, but the expected shock and anger did not appear.
He held down Zhu Xi, who was holding a gourd and grinning, and responded calmly:
“The world is vast, but God may not be everywhere.”
"you misunderstood."
Wen Lingguan shook his head slightly and walked on the deck:
"Do you know that your sect master destroyed the ancient Bodhi tree with one hand, causing the Buddhist induction ceremony to fail? Why has there been no revenge for so many years?"
"You said that in a peaceful place like Buddhism, there is no angry King Ming? It's just that His Majesty has returned!"
Wen Lingguan bowed to the east, with an extremely respectful expression, and stood up again:
"You don't have to be afraid or run away. Your Majesty has restarted the Divine Court and sorted out the lines of the Heavenly Book. The Heavenly Rules are about to come out again. Even that great Master Cihang won't dare to break the rules!"
"so?"
Of course, Yuan Ben would not let down his guard, but for no reason, he felt an indescribable awe for the 'Your Majesty' whom he had never seen before.
"So, those people don't need to flee in all directions. Your martial arts sect can just re-establish the mountain sect..."
Wen Lingguan paused for a moment, then glanced at the water hyacinth in Zhu Xi's arms, and then said:
"I will go to Tianhai to meet His Majesty, and I will probably never come back again. Whoever rules this world is fine!"
"Um?"
Yuan Ben was startled and wanted to say something, but the Wen Lingguan had already disappeared in the sea breeze.
Only intermittent voices floated into their hearts:
"It's time to... thank you."
…
…
Woohoo~
The invisible wind blew into the territory of Six Paths Xuan Gong, and the land of the netherworld became chilly and cold.
A ray of divine light cut through the haze, and Wen Lingguan appeared here again, without disturbing the ghosts and gods here. He walked slowly under the shadow of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Not far away, nine colors intertwined, like shadows and phantoms.
"Your Majesty has opened ten calamities, why don't you go and congratulate him?"
"Your Majesty, do you need congratulations from a man with fur and horns?"
In the place where nine colors intertwined, a voice of listening came out. It was neither sad nor happy, and seemed to be mocking itself:
"A divine beast, a divine beast, is still a beast. The king of divine elephants in the past is not qualified to enter the Great Luotian. How can one listen carefully?"
"It is heaven's rule that all things should follow their own path. Immortals have their own banquets, gods have their divine banquets, and Buddhas have their own banquets. Why should you insist on this?"
Wen Lingguan couldn't understand:
"Mythical beasts have their own feasts. Of course you don't want to join the feast, but Wen has never thought of entering the feast..."
"..."
In the place where nine colors intertwine, there is no response from the listener.
"Wen knows that after His Majesty passed away in the past, the world was in turmoil, and all the elders and even the emperors had different thoughts. But Wen really hopes you don't forget that we can be reborn after calamity, and it is really because of Your Majesty's body that we can be reborn.
Tribulation..."
Wen Lingguan sighed:
"That's all I've said, you can take care of yourself!"
At this point, Wen Lingguan turned around to leave, but after a brief silence, Ting Ting's voice sounded:
"People's hearts are prone to change, and so are gods' hearts. Can the emperor's heart change?"
"Um?!"
Wen Lingguan was startled at first, and then shouted coldly:
"Even if the Beggar Di Tierpo returns from all kinds of calamities, she still wouldn't dare to be so presumptuous. How dare you?!"
"There is no such rule in heaven, so why don't you dare?"
In the place where nine colors intersect, Di Ting's expression is calm, and his voice is intermittent. He wants to say something, but in the end he just says:
"The only constant in this world is change itself..."
"snort!"
Wen Lingguan said no more, flicked his sleeves, and left.
"well!"
In the land of nine colors, there seems to be a sigh.
After a long time, the listening voice sounded again:
"Since the Bodhisattva is here, why doesn't he show up?"
Woo~
The seemingly non-existent fluctuation disappeared in a flash, and the beautiful crown quietly appeared in the place where nine colors intertwined.
Buzz!
A round wheel of wisdom and complete enlightenment rose from behind his head, illuminating the land of nine colors. A strange beast with the length of all the beasts sat down like a human:
"Why are you here, Bodhisattva, if you don't chase the blood demon Yuan Tu? Are you asking for help? Please forgive me for listening to your incompetence. That blood demon carries the Yuan Tu Divine Sword, and there are 480 million sons of the blood god. I cannot defeat him..."
"
The female crown didn't say anything, she just looked at her eyes quietly and listened. After a long time, she said:
"You seem to have changed a lot?"
"There is nothing unchanging in the world. Bodhisattvas pursue eternity, but they don't know that it will also be a dream."
Di Ting raised her hand and transformed into a lotus platform:
"After a calamity, I see the Bodhisattva again. I listen with great joy in my heart. I am willing to listen to the teachings again."
"You have the ability to listen to all kinds of things. No matter how old you are, you can't stop it. If you know the poor monk's intention, why bother talking about him?"
The woman's crown sat on the lotus platform, but she did not go around the circle and said bluntly:
"Yuantu Sword, the weapon of the old demon at the beginning of the Nine Tribulations, has long been spiritualized. You were the old demon's mount in the past, so you should know how to defeat this demon soldier..."
During the 840 million years of the Nine Kalpas, there were 800 million years when immortals and Buddhas flourished, 30 million years when demons came to the emperor, and demons roamed the heavens for less than 10 million years.
However, this is not because the two categories of gods and Buddhas are better than the other three categories, but because the Lord of Heaven prefers immortals and gods!
In fact, at the end of the Eight Tribulations and the beginning of the Nine Tribulations, before Emperor Yin was born, demons and demons were the overlords of the world.
Demon Lord ‘Tai Yuan’, Demon Lord ‘Tai Shang’.
The Yuan Tu Sword is one of the nine divine swords forged by the Demon Lord Tai Shang himself. It kills people without causing any harm to them. It kills everything and kills all those related to it according to the cause and effect.
"The bodhisattva's vast supernatural power and the supreme truth listening ten thousand times cannot destroy this sword. How can listening to the truth be so virtuous and capable?"
Di Ting just shook his head.
"Really not?"
The female crown lowered her eyelids.
When Di heard the voice, he hesitated and sighed: "The way does not come out of the Mahaluo Heaven. Why does the Bodhisattva know that?"
"You have changed a lot since then. Is it because the 'Ten Wheels' have not returned yet and there is no rein to restrain you?"
The female crown shook her head slightly and disappeared into this place where nine colors intertwined:
"When the burning lamp is extinguished, the Buddha's light will remain forever. On the day when the Buddha's kingdom comes, the ten rounds will reshape the underworld and the six paths!"
"Be patient and unmoved like the earth, meditate deeply like a secret..."
Di Ting fell into silence.
Of course he knew the meaning of Nu Guan's words, but even if he knew it, he still couldn't help but remain silent.
The Ksitigarbha of the Ten Wheels is the king of all Bodhisattvas.
His great aspirations are no less than those of Buddha and Lao Amitabha. Once he returns in ten kalpas...
"Tianhai, Shenting!"
After what seemed like a long time, Di Ting slowly raised his head, and his bright eyes seemed to reflect the endless and distant world of the sky and sea.
Not only can you see it, but you can also hear the divine sounds coming from it.
"Nine obsidian stars, five generals, twenty-eight constellations, four heavenly kings, twelve yuan chen..."
"Have you come back so much?"
"well……"
After a brief silence, Di Ting let out a long sigh again, and then he slowly stood up. The place where the nine colors intertwined collapsed and shrank, and finally transformed into a colorful dress and left the Xuan Gong realm with him.
Buzz~
Buzz~
It seemed like only a moment, but it seemed like a long time.
Di Ting walked out of nothingness, and everything he could see was strange and bizarre.
This strange place is full of confusion and indescribability. According to legend, this is the 'between life and death' that no one with great supernatural powers wants to come to.
"Eighteen breaths!"
Listen and talk to yourself.
He could feel that his own spiritual light was rapidly disappearing at this moment. With his current background, he could not stay for long, and if he walked, it would be very short.
However, this is not his first time here.
For more than twenty years after the end of the war, he came here every year to take eighteen breaths.
only……
"Completely extinguished? Or have you jumped out of here?"
Nine colors of intertwined light streaked across this unknown land, and soon, Di Ting had stopped.
In the distance, he finally felt the familiar light and shadow.
It was a ball the size of a fist, with a dim light, like bubbles, like pebbles, floating in the space between life and death.
"Yang prison!"
Seeing the ball, Listening's expression finally changed, and he took a step forward without thinking, his mind disappearing into the ball like smoke.
boom!
Boom!
Like the continuous blast of spring thunder, the aura of supreme strength permeates all perceptions.
"Is this the breath of thunder?"
Listening, there was a slight movement in my heart.
He can listen to all kinds of things, the past and the outside world, but he cannot listen to a person's deepest aura.
He looked intently.
There is no light in this strange place, and as far as the eye can see, there are rolling dark clouds, with thunder snakes and electric dragons rolling away among them.
Below, there are mountains and rivers that stretch for tens of thousands of miles. They are also deep and devoid of any life. Only the smoke of gunpowder burned by the fire remains.
"The traces of burning karma!"
Listening carefully, I sighed in my heart.
The so-called karmic fire is the fire that burns the body due to sin. It is an insubstantial flame, but it can ignite all sins.
All those with karmic obstacles will be immortal if they are ignited by this fire.
And the karmic fire burning on the bodhi tree is not an ordinary karmic fire, but the fire of the Longquan West Desert, where endless believers' 70,000-year pious faith collapsed.
You don’t have to listen carefully, you can hear the prayers and unwillingness of countless Buddhist believers that fill the world.
That is the prayer of countless believers who long for the afterlife, long for salvation, long for reincarnation, and long for the universal salvation of Buddhas...
Pious and pure.
When this belief burns, it can turn into a road sign that leads the Buddhas to return. If it is destroyed by others, it turns into a boundless fire of karma that will never stop dying.
At this moment, the fire of karma is about to be extinguished, which also means that the spiritual light is about to be extinguished...
Phew~
The thunder is rolling and the wind and rain are howling.
Listening turned into a human being and walked here. He climbed over many mountains and came to the core of this strange place.
Here, there is a dangerous peak that rises as tall as the sky, as straight as a sword, reaching straight into the sky.
At this moment, on this dangerous peak, there is still a fire of karma that has not been extinguished, burning the last vitality and existence.
Looking far away, Di Ting could faintly see the figures intertwined with thunder and fire on the peak.
Just by looking at it from a distance and listening carefully, you can feel the incomparable pain contained in it...
"call!"
"suck!"
In the midst of thunder and fire, Yang Yu suddenly lowered his head and saw Di Ting stepping forward:
"You came much earlier than I thought!"
At this moment, the pain of karma burning his origin made Yang Yu's figure look a little distorted, but his thinking was extremely clear.
Even more clear than ever before.
"Did you know I was coming?"
Di Ting sighed softly and walked to the top of the mountain. Looking at Yang Yu, who was like a torch in the blazing fire of karma, he couldn't help but show the compassion he felt when he first saw him:
"Fellow Taoist, you know that even though you have exhausted all means to struggle and fight, your current miserable state is no different from what Di Ting saw back then, or in other words, worse..."
Once the fire of karma is ignited, it will never die, and the pain during it will be unbearable even by gods and Buddhas.
And this space between death and life is not the real place of return to ruins. Those who fall here are neither dead nor alive, neither dead nor alive.
This means that even though this karmic fire seems to be extinguished, in fact, it can never be extinguished.
This is the price of interrupting the Buddhist lamp-lighting ceremony, and the revenge of countless believers and monks on Yang Yu!
Immortality, eternal pain, like falling into endless purgatory!
"It's not a big difference, but there is still a difference!"
The indescribable pain made Yang Yu's voice somewhat erratic, but his heart and spirit seemed to be more tenacious and unshakable than before:
"We're all here, so there's no need to hide anything. Why don't we come and listen?"
"From the end of the nine kalpas to the beginning of the ten kalpas, in the world of Hengsha and all the heavens, there are very few people who can compare with fellow Taoists!"
There was a bit of pity and a bit of admiration on Di Ting's face:
"There is no difference in the choice of fellow Taoist. No matter whether you are a saint or not, you will end up like this..."
He listened and sighed, but it was more direct and clear than ever before:
"The one who manifests his holiness is the signpost for the manifestation of the holiness of the gods; the one who lights the lamp is the guide for the return of the Buddhas!
They have no way of counting until now, but eventually someone will show up and burn the lamp, not you, but also Yang Jian, not Lu Chen, but also Mi Xin..."
"If you want to say that there is no way for misfortunes and blessings, it can only be brought about by people, then there is no need to say it!"
Yang Yu tried his best to suppress the flames on his body:
"I don't believe in the theory that if you take advantage of it for a moment, you will occupy it forever and never let it go!"
"Fellow Taoist, do you know why the female crown said that?"
Listen carefully, ask yourself, and answer:
"For nine calamities and eight hundred and forty million years, they have never fallen down, and no one can go up..."
"Are you here just to talk nonsense?"
The flames on Yang Yu's body suddenly soared so high, and an unknown fire arose in his heart.
"No, of course not. I just want to say..."
Listen carefully and clasp your hands like the Buddha: