Chapter 702: Infinite Calamity, the Truth of Conferred Gods
A vast expanse of desolate land appeared before Li Daoxuan's eyes, with ancient mountains and rivers filled with wild miasma and ferocious beasts running rampant.
He already understood in his mind that this was the world of ancient times, so ancient that even the human race ate raw meat and drank blood and had just been born.
The three religions of Human, Chan and Jie coexisted, and the Western religion came to be the superior one later.
However, where there is power, there is conflict.
For billions of years, gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons who are blessed with great fortune and possess infinite power have destroyed the heavens and the earth at will, torn down mountains and cut off peaks. In a rage, they have massacred cities and destroyed countries, and countless lives have been harmed.
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
Forests were burned into barren lands by the divine fire and eventually degenerated into endless deserts. Billions of lives lost their homes and died of hunger and thirst.
The sun shone brightly in the sky, and the rivers were almost completely evaporated. Crowded aquatic creatures were dying on the dry riverbeds.
Countless displaced human beings traveled through mountains and rivers, overcame endless hardships, and finally knelt in front of the gates of the Chan Sect and the Ren Sect, begging to be allowed to practice and control their own destiny.
However, although the establishment of the two religions was helped by the good fortune of the human race, the threshold was extremely high. Only those with extraordinary birth and good fortune could join.
As a result, countless people knelt and died in front of the mountain gate.
In anger, the gods smashed Mount Buzhou to pieces, the world collapsed, the endless ocean submerged families and acres of fertile fields, and even the birds flying in the sky were struck by lightning and turned into charcoal.
These creatures who died in vain, lives that were extremely humble, used their corpses to accuse the world, year after year, forever.
Just like the stupid bird on the East China Sea that tried to fill the ocean with stones.
Li Daoxuan seemed to hear the wronged souls of billions of lives crying out in his ears, like a cuckoo crying blood.
"Get out of our world!"
"We don't need gods!"
"Give me back my home..."
"I want to live..."
Although these sounds were faint, when combined together they were like thunder, shaking Li Daoxuan's heart.
Ten thousand years are like morning and evening.
With the accumulation of countless years, the resentment of all living beings has formed countless calamities. For the first time, the body of an ant has made the saint lower his eyes.
Under the calamity, the gods will fall one after another, and even the ancient world may return to chaos.
The saints finally took action.
But they did not choose to restrain the gods and demons, but instead set their sights on the human race, who had become the children of destiny.
The only ones who can stop the disaster are human beings.
At this time, the human race, after countless years of inheritance, has become the protagonist of the world, and has spread out and become extremely large.
Suiren made fire, Fuxi created the Eight Trigrams, Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs, and Cangjie created characters...
Countless ancestors overcame all difficulties and worked hard to finally blaze a trail for mankind. By the Shang Dynasty, they had become the masters of the world.
The human race's sacrifices and worship of gods have also declined compared to ancient times, and a new worship, ancestor worship, has begun to grow gradually.
People praise the courage and dedication of their ancestors and their spirit of self-improvement.
The 30th Shang King Di Xin was even more heroic, brave, and proficient in both civil and military affairs. He led the human race to fight against monsters and expand the territory.
Everything is thriving.
But at this moment, the catastrophe of Conferred Gods came unexpectedly.
Emperor Xin began to become dissolute and cruel. He doted on the fox demon Su Daji, and became a completely different person from his previous wise and brave image. The human race was in internal strife. The Chan sect helped King Wu to defeat King Zhou, while the Jie sect assisted King Zhou. The fight was fierce and the world was in chaos.
Countless lives were affected by this great force and turned into piles of corpses.
History seems to be repeating itself.
After the Conferred God Ceremony, those gods who died in battle were simply included in the Conferred God Ceremony and continued to live happily, while those who died innocently could only have their bones exposed in the wild.
It was as if under the pressure of the calamity energy, both sides prepared a script and performed a play for the Heavenly Dao.
The real catastrophe was borne by the human race itself, so that the strong and healthy King Wu of Zhou suddenly died just two years after he ascended the throne.
“But the voices didn’t go away!”
Ming Chongyan's voice sounded firm and powerful.
"The evil consequences caused by gods and Buddhas will eventually be borne by themselves. Even saints cannot escape the blame!"
"That is what I said, Tao is a thief, and Buddha is a demon."
He looked at the silent Li Daoxuan and continued, "My friend, you are different from them. Although you have become an immortal, you can still be friends with mortals and have a heart to save the world. In this case, why don't you abandon darkness and join me in destroying the gods and Buddhas?"
"This is also the common obsession of countless living beings from ancient times to the present day!"
Xuanzang's whole body trembled, and his eyes became extremely complicated.
He was a devout Buddhist disciple who had always taken it as his mission to save all living beings. But after reading this sutra, he realized that... the world did not need Buddha.
The wish of all living beings is not to become a Buddha, but to make the Buddha... disappear from this world.
In the world where this sutra evolved, he also saw many evil deeds of the Buddha.
For example, he allowed the monsters under his seat to come down to earth to do evil and devour countless living people, but afterwards he only gave them a light punishment, which was not a serious problem.
He heard the cries of countless people, the complaints of those who died in vain, and the cries of those who lost their loved ones...
The Buddha's naturally compassionate heart was deeply touched, and Xuanzang doubted his own faith for the first time. If sentient beings do not need Buddha at all, then what is the point of translating the Mahayana Sutra?
"Brother, am I really wrong?"
Xuanzang looked at Li Daoxuan as if he was looking at the last straw.
Under the gaze of the two, Li Daoxuan finally raised his eyes and broke the silence.
“You did nothing wrong .”
His firm voice stunned Xuanzang and also froze the smile on Ming Chongyan's face.
"My friend, after knowing the truth, are you still stubborn and unwilling to change your ways?"
His face was full of disappointment, as if he was looking at a dusty white jade.
Li Daoxuan raised his head and looked at Ming Chongyan very seriously.
"You are wrong."
He suddenly asked a question.
"If there were no gods and Buddhas who wielded great power and returned the heaven and earth to all living things, wouldn't these tragedies have happened?"
Xuanzang looked puzzled.
Li Daoxuan stopped talking and used his fingers as a pen and his immortal power as ink to reshape and began to evolve a new world.
Great supernatural power—mediating creation!
This is a world without gods and Buddhas. It seems peaceful at the beginning, but as time goes by, wars will still break out among the human race, and cities and tribes will be wiped out at will.
Some people are born poor all their lives, working like slaves and being exploited.
Some people are born as princes, nobles, emperors, generals or ministers.
Even though as time goes by, people wear more civilized clothes and shout more civilized slogans, exploitation still exists more and more seriously.
The rich have wine and meat, but the poor freeze to death on the streets.
A country that claims to be civilized dumps highly poisonous water into the ocean, and the dying sea creatures cry out in despair and are filled with deep resentment.
Forests will still catch fire, rivers will still dry up or become polluted, people will still be unable to afford medical care, and orphanages will still be filled with children...
People have invented more powerful weapons, but they will eventually suffer the consequences.
…
Li Daoxuan looked at the stunned Xuanzang and said word by word: "Whether it is meditation or cultivation, the ultimate goal is not to gain great power over all living beings, but to save the devil in your heart."
As long as the inner demon is alive, the thief will never stop!
How could those monks who wield great power but bring disaster to the world not be trapped by their own inner demons?
The Mahayana Sutra should not be a method of spiritual practice, but a method of cultivating the mind.
After a pause, Li Daoxuan looked at Ming Chongyan again with a sneer.
"Another point, how do you know that the truth you see in this book is the whole truth?"
He had a hunch that this person seemed sincere but actually harbored evil intentions. The scenes in the book were too suggestive, just like those unscrupulous self-media in later generations, who took things out of context and deliberately edited them.
And judging from his actions, he has no bottom line.
If he really cared about the people, would he give the Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Man to Ming Chongyan, and then guide him to stir up disputes in the world and kill countless lives?
He talks all about righteousness, but his heart is full of interests.
He said he had good intentions, but when he saw that he couldn't get through with force, he just changed his face.
Li Daoxuan sneered and took out the three-pointed, double-edged sword that had been hidden for a long time. The third eye between his eyebrows opened wide, his eyes were as sharp as torches, and he was full of murderous intent.
"At least one benefit of supernatural powers is that when I meet a two-faced hypocrite like you, I can chop off your head!"
There was even a hint of desire in his eyes.
Last time I killed Ning Caichen, I obtained the method of thirty-six thunders. If I kill him again, what will I get?
I would like to call you the treasure-delivering boy!
"Li Daoxuan, do you really think I can't kill you?"
Ming Chongyan's expression gradually turned cold, and he said in a deep voice: "Don't forget, you are in my book now!"
Seeing that he failed to convince Li Daoxuan, Ming Chongyan seemed to give up his hypocrisy and revealed his true colors.
His eyes were cold and threatening.
"Tell me the truth. You two, either submit to me and destroy all the saints together, or... die here."
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "Finally the real purpose is revealed."
Ming Chongyan snorted coldly, and the world around him suddenly began to slowly wriggle, like the stomach of a monster. A terrifying depleting force came over him, penetrating almost every pore.
Xuanzang felt the threat of death and subconsciously activated the Arhat Golden Body. However, the golden light that usually illuminated a hundred feet and was immune to all evil, now only illuminated a few feet under the pressure of the dissipating force, and this number was still shrinking.
Li Daoxuan has already mastered the fifth level of the Eight-Nine Profound Art, and his body has begun to possess the indestructible properties of a diamond. However, under this dissipating force, he actually felt a slight pain, which was gradually intensifying.
He suddenly thought of the gods and Buddhas in Lingshan and Heaven. Were they also being worn away and decomposed bit by bit in this way?
Seeing the serious expressions of the two men, Ming Chongyan sneered.
This last true scripture was the one He secretly placed in the Sutra Repository that year. The future Buddha Maitreya would return to the human world at the cost of all his vitality, wasn't it just to enlighten Xuanzang and ensure his journey to the West to obtain the scriptures?
In the eyes of those Buddhas, as long as the Mahayana Sutra can be spread, Buddhism will flourish again sooner or later. Since this is the case, he might as well take advantage of the situation.
Aren’t you going to spread Mahayana Buddhism by obtaining Buddhist scriptures?
Then I will secretly place a true scripture written by myself here to make him possessed by a demon, and let the person you carefully selected to obtain the scripture destroy the Mahayana Buddhism with his own hands.
Even more interesting is that He also used this book to lure Li Daoxuan, His greatest threat, into a trap.
"Don't be happy too soon."
Li Daoxuan's body was once again filled with five-colored divine light. This time, he did it without reservation and used all his strength to activate this great magical power. Suddenly, a loud peacock voice sounded in the void.
The five-colored divine light shot straight into the sky, like five open bird's tails, carrying the innate power of the five elements, forming a universe of its own and containing the world within.
The shadow of a proud, majestic and beautiful peacock emerged, its eyes looking disdainfully as if it wanted to feed on the gods and Buddhas.
This is the pride of the Ancestral Phoenix bloodline.
The strange dissipating force was immediately blocked by the five-colored divine light, as if a five-colored sun was rising.
Ming Chongyan's figure flashed, and he appeared thousands of feet away as if he had teleported into the void. The whisk in his hand just brushed the five-colored divine light and was directly taken away.
He looked at Li Daoxuan with fear in his eyes.
This person is growing so fast!
The last time I saw him, he was just a human immortal, but within just a few decades, he not only became an earthly immortal, but also cultivated the innate five-colored divine light.
If he were given a few hundred more years, wouldn't he be able to become a celestial immortal or even a golden immortal?
"Li Daoxuan, I want to see how long you can hold on."
Although he was protected by the Chaos Black Light, facing the dazzling five-colored divine light, he did not dare to step forward for a moment and decided to wait until his magic power was exhausted.
But who knew that Li Daoxuan looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "My queen, please help quickly, don't force me to cry for help."
A faint sigh seemed to be heard in the void.
Then the whole world began to shake, as if it would collapse at any time. The temperature rose rapidly, cracks appeared around it, and the power of consumption was greatly reduced.
Under the moonlight, the tattered scripture floating in the air was being flipped through by a woman in green. She looked as if she was made of stars and moons from head to toe, her skin was like colored glaze crystal, and her appearance was flawless. Even a goddess from heaven would be eclipsed by her.
The Zen robe is like gauze, the green skirt is like clouds, and there is an indescribable holiness and compassion in her gaze.
She had only read half of the scripture when she heard the person in the book crying for help.
"My lady, please help me quickly, don't force me to cry for help."
It is strange that he is not ashamed at all despite such embarrassing words, but is so righteous instead.
A hint of smile flashed across Lady Green's eyes, but it was so fleeting that it was difficult to detect.
Three-colored Buddha fire suddenly rose in her palm, burning the Buddhist scriptures that were glowing with black light. She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she could actually hear faint screams.
After a moment, the black light dissipated, and the scripture turned into ashes in the flames.
brush!
With a flash of five-colored divine light, Li Daoxuan had already escaped with Xuanzang. At the same time, a figure fell to the ground with a thud and was stepped on by him.
It was Ming Chongyan, who was so arrogant just now.
At this moment, his whole body turned black, as if he had been burned by a fire, and even the breath he exhaled was scalding hot.
It was obvious that the scripture was closely related to Him, and they would prosper and suffer together.
When Ming Chongyan saw the Lady in Green, he was a little dazed.
No, as a Buddha, do you think you are revolving around men every day?
Li Daoxuan raised the three-pointed, double-edged sword with both hands, ready to behead him and make a big profit.
But Ming Chongyan's last words made him pause slightly.
“Li Daoxuan, I am only one billionth of His consciousness. Even though you killed me today, He will soon fully awaken. Those so-called saints cannot trap Him at all.”
"By then, no one in heaven or on earth will be able to save you!"
