But every step of destroying the world is not like this.
What it brings is a period of real understanding, and it is also a journey of walking in an incompatible world.
Wang Tianyun looked at the red world in silence, and there was always a slight cry in his ears. He vaguely felt that it was the cry of this world.
Then he came to a small town. The people coming and going exuded endless greed and desire. These emotions outlined the most terrifying picture of purgatory on earth.
He looked at the men, women, and children walking past him. At this time, these people all looked like evil beasts, with viciousness and desire lingering in their brows.
At this moment, he somewhat understood Bodhidharma's feelings. If the world had turned into dirt, he would not be able to live a flawless life in it.
Subconsciously, Wang Tianyun's nose twitched slightly, feeling a stench constantly emanating from the crowds of people passing by.
The world should not be so dirty. The root of everything is these creatures driven by desire. They destroyed the clean world and forced themselves into this filthy pool.
However, this was still bearable for Wang Tianyun, until he kept moving forward and came to a battlefield full of blood and cruelty.
The smell here has almost turned into substance, with long black lines eroding into everyone's body all the time, making the appearance of those fighting become even uglier.
It was so ugly that it was disgusting, so ugly that Wang Tianyun instinctively wanted to give him a knife!
At the same time, the wailing sound of heaven and earth became clearer and clearer. It was crying feebly, and when it reached Wang Tianyun's ears, it was more like the noisy noise of mosquitoes and flies.
He clenched his right fist, trying not to kill all the life on this battlefield. As the veins on the back of his hand continued to emerge, he finally stepped through the turbid blood pit, and moved forward quickly over countless corpses.
Until he saw a strange polymer. It looked like a human but had no human facial features. It looked more like it was made up of several creatures.
The tentacles of a cockroach, the skin of a toad, the eyes of a mouse, the mouthparts of a mosquito, the wings of a locust, the heart of human desire...
The evil odor emitted by this polymer has turned the originally red sky into a withered yellow. It is like the most outstanding work of desire, and it seems to be the incarnation of desire in the human world.
At this moment, Wang Tianyun could no longer bear it. When he saw this polymer, endless malice was like countless silver needles piercing his body.
As the pain continued to intensify, his consciousness began to become a little blurry, and he just felt that this filthy world that was not tolerated by him should be destroyed!
"Do you know who he is?"
The mosquito-like noise in my ears suddenly turned into a deep voice.
It was also because of this voice that Wang Tianyun's consciousness, which was about to be lost, became clearer. When he took a closer look, there was no aggregation monster in front of him.
The person standing not far away was clearly Lin Mo!
But Lin Mo's figure was like a flash in the pan, and the next second everything turned into this world that disgusted him.
This time Wang Tianyun's clenched right hand loosened. He ignored the waves of extremely foul-smelling air rushing towards him and walked towards Lin Mo step by step.
"Why?" The voice appeared again.
But in this dirty world, Wang Tianyun was filled with a smile that made Damo Bodhidharma extremely puzzled:
"There are so many whys in this world."
Then he silently walked to Lin Mo's side, quietly watching his body being continuously assimilated. After countless desires, he also turned into a monster, the monster he hated most before!
The next second, the world was cleared, and the fresh air seemed extremely precious, but Wang Tianyun did not take a deep breath.
He just looked at the figure that appeared in front of him and asked softly.
"Why?"
This time it was Bodhidharma who revealed a profound smile.
"There are so many reasons in this world."
But Wang Tianyun still stubbornly asked the question a second time.
"Why?"
Damo Bodhidharma was silent for a moment and said:
"When I realized that I was different, I wanted to change the world, but you chose to change yourself.
I can't say who is right or wrong between these two options, but it seems that your method is easier now.
I am originally a deformed product of the Buddha's disgust with endless desires after he killed all of me.
From the very beginning, I knew that I should not exist, but as he said, I will always be unwilling."
Wang Tianyun shook his head and looked at Bodhidharma of Destruction seriously. He did not ask why anymore, but said:
"Your benevolence to heaven, his benevolence to others.
You haven't let me fully understand this most critical step.
I want to know why you made a merciful change after hating the world.
I also want to know why he was able to put aside all pride and hold on to his true heart when he was enjoying all the glory.
But he didn’t give me an answer!”
Damo Bodhidharma clasped his hands together, lowered his eyes, as if he was lost in memories, then slowly raised his head and said:
"Then I won't give you the answer either.
Because that is his benevolence, that is my benevolence, and it is the last thing that belongs to us.
This shouldn't be your kindness.
In fact, there is something that neither he nor I have said before: The current Buddha Emperor cannot be said to be the best Buddha Emperor, but he is the most suitable Buddha Emperor.
I'm a loser and so is he.
From that day on, we have lost, and this time we are just admitting that failure and accepting the outcome that belongs to us."
"That day..." Wang Tianyun was silent for a moment. He understood that what the other party was talking about should be that with the help of Lin Mo and his master, he had a real chance to compete with them.
(See Chapters 1542~1562 for some details.)
But Wang Tianyun also knew that there was a fundamental difference between Bodhidharma who destroyed the world and Wutian who conquered the world, so he still asked the question a third time.
"Why?"
Damo Bodhidharma smiled, unexpectedly free and easy, unexpectedly clean, unexpectedly full of ridicule, but not unexpectedly gentle.
"Didn't you already say that there are so many reasons in this world?"
On the sixth battlefield, the light emitted by the red Buddha is no longer so charming.
The next second it turned into a gurgling stream, gathering into a red ocean, washing away the bones and debris on the ground until the heaven and earth were clean.
At this moment, this dark world has truly ushered in its new life, but Wang Tianyun still did not stop.
The third step that shouldn't have happened, the third step that belongs to Xie Tathagata, is taken gently.
There was no erosion of consciousness as expected, and no impact on memory as expected. With this step taken, the entire sixth battlefield began to shake!
This new world exuding strong vitality is inexplicably distorted, as if it were transforming from false to real.
But Xie Tathagata just watched this scene happen quietly, and then casually broke off one of his fingers.
Until endless chaos spreads everywhere in the field of vision, a vague figure steps out of it, staring at the broken finger of Xie Tathagata, silently.