In front of Li Daoxuan, a vast expanse of land appeared, with mountains and rivers filled with savage miasma and ferocious beasts running rampant throughout the ages.
He already knew in his heart that this was the world in ancient times, so ancient that even the human race had just been born.
The three religions of Ren, Chan, and Jie stand side by side, with the Western religion coming to the fore.
But where there is power, there will be strife.
For hundreds of millions of years, those gods, Buddhas, immortals and demons who were destined by fate and possessed infinite power have frequently destroyed the heavens and the earth, demolished mountains and mountains, and massacred cities and countries in a fit of rage, causing countless lives to be affected.
When gods fight, mortals suffer.
Pieces of forest were burned by the divine fire into barren land, and eventually degenerated into endless deserts. Hundreds of millions of creatures lost their homes and could only die of hunger and thirst.
On ten bright days, the rivers were evaporated, and the densely packed aquatic creatures lay dying on the dry river beds.
Countless displaced human beings traveled through mountains and rivers, and endured endless hardships. Finally, they knelt in front of the gates of Chanjiao and Renjiao, begging to be allowed to practice and control their own destiny.
However, although the establishment of the two religions was assisted by the fate of the human race, the threshold is extremely high. Only those with extraordinary births and favorable fate can join.
So countless people knelt and died in front of the mountain gate.
The gods smashed Buzhou Mountain into pieces in anger, and the world collapsed. The endless ocean submerged every family and acres of farmland. Even the birds flying in the sky were struck down by lightning and turned into coke.
These living beings who died in vain, extremely humble beings, use their corpses to accuse the world, and they will last forever over the years.
Just like the stupid bird on the East China Sea that tries to fill the sea with stones.
Li Daoxuan seemed to hear the cries of the wronged souls of hundreds of millions of creatures in his ears, like cuckoos crying for blood.
"Get out of our world!"
"We don't need gods!"
"Give me my home..."
"I want to live..."
Although these sounds were weak, together they were like thunder, shaking Li Daoxuan's heart.
Thousands of years are like day and night.
With the accumulation of countless years, the resentment of all living beings has formed for immeasurable calamities. The body of an ant made the saint lower his eyes for the first time.
Under the calamity, all the gods will fall one after another, and even the prehistoric 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 fate.
The only one who can stop the disaster is the human race.
At this time, the human race, after countless years of inheritance, has become the protagonist of the world, spreading branches and leaves, and is huge.
Sui Man made fire, Fu Xi created Bagua, Shen Nong tasted herbs, Cang Jie invented writing...
Countless ancestors overcame obstacles and worked hard, and finally blazed a road to heaven for the human race. By the time of the Shang Dynasty, they had become the masters of the world.
Compared with ancient times, the sacrifices and worship of gods by humans have also declined, and a new kind of worship, ancestor worship, has begun to grow.
People praise the courage and dedication of their ancestors and the spirit of self-improvement.
Emperor Xin, the 30th generation Shang King, was even more majestic, extremely brave, and skilled in both civil and military affairs. He led the human race to conquer monsters and beasts and expand their territory.
Everything is thriving.
But at this moment, the catastrophe of becoming a god came unexpectedly.
Emperor Xin began to become lewd and cruel. He doted on the fox demon Su Daji. He was completely different from his previous image of a wise and powerful warrior. The human race was in internal strife. Chan taught to help King Wu defeat Zhou, while Jie taught to help King Zhou. The fight was so dark that there was no fighting.
Countless creatures were affected by the power and turned into corpses.
History seems to be repeating itself again.
After being conferred as gods, those gods who died in battle were patted on the list of canonized gods and continued to live happily, while those who were truly innocent and wasted their lives could only have their bones exposed in the wild.
It was as if forced by the calamity, the two sides formulated a script and put on a play for Tiandao to watch.
The real catastrophe was left to the humans themselves, so that the strong and healthy King Wu of Zhou died suddenly just two years after he ascended the throne.
"But those voices haven't gone away!"
Ming Chongyan's voice sounded firm and powerful.
"The evil consequences caused by the gods and Buddhas will eventually be borne by themselves. Even saints cannot escape their responsibility!"
"This is what I said, since Tao is a thief, Buddha is a demon."
He looked at the silent Li Daoxuan and continued: "Little friend, you are different from them. Although you have become an immortal, you can still be friends with mortals and have the heart to help the world. In this case, why don't you abandon the darkness and turn to the light and join me? Destroy the gods and Buddhas?”
"This is also the common obsession of countless creatures from ancient times to the present!"
Xuanzang was shocked, and his eyes became extremely complicated.
He is a devout Buddhist disciple who has always taken it as his mission to save all sentient beings. However, after reading this sutra, he realized that... the world does not need Buddha.
The wish of all sentient beings is not to become a Buddha at all, but to have the Buddha... disappear from this world.
In the world in which this sutra evolved, he also saw many evil deeds of Buddhas.
For example, he allowed the monster under him to come down to earth and do evil, devouring countless living people, but he only received a slight punishment afterward, which was not painful or itchy.
He heard the cries of countless people, the accusations of the dead, and the cries of lost relatives...
The naturally compassionate Buddha's heart was deeply touched, and Xuanzang doubted his faith for the first time. If sentient beings don't need the Buddha at all, then what's the point of translating the Mahayana sutras by yourself?
"Brother, am I really wrong?"
Xuanzang looked at Li Daoxuan as if looking at the last straw.
Under the gaze of the two people, Li Daoxuan finally raised his eyes and broke the silence.
"You did nothing wrong."
His firm voice stunned Xuanzang and froze the smile on Ming Chongyan's face.
"My little friend, after knowing the truth, are you still obsessed with it?"
His face was full of disappointment, as if he were looking at a dusty white jade.
Li Daoxuan raised his head and looked at Ming Chongyan seriously.
"You were wrong."
He suddenly asked a question.
"If there were not those gods and Buddhas who possess great power to restore heaven and earth to all living beings, wouldn't these tragedies happen?"
Xuanzang looked puzzled.
Li Dao
Great supernatural power - mediate good fortune!
This is a world without gods and Buddhas. It seems peaceful at first, but as time goes by, wars will still break out among the human race and the Yi tribe will be wiped out at every turn.
Some people are born poor all their lives and have to be used as cattle or horses for others and suffer all kinds of exploitation.
There are also people who are born into princes, nobles, emperors and generals.
Even as time develops and people wear more civilized clothes and shout more civilized slogans, exploitation still intensifies.
While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone.
Some countries that claim to be civilized throw poisonous water into the ocean, and the dying sea creatures scream in despair and are filled with resentment.
Forests will still burn fires, rivers will still dry up or become dirty, people will still despise medical care, orphanages will still be filled with children...
As people invent more powerful weapons, they will eventually suffer the consequences.
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Li Dao
As long as the inner demons don't die, the thieves will never stop!
How could those monks who wield great power but cause trouble in the world not fall into their own inner demons?
The Mahayana Sutra should not be a method of practice, but a method of cultivating the mind.
After a pause, Li Daoxuan looked at Ming Chongyan again, showing a sneer.
"One more thing, how do you know that the truth you read 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 instructive, just like those unscrupulous self-media in later generations who took quotes out of context and deliberately edited them.
Moreover, looking at this person’s behavior, there is no bottom line.
If He really cared about the common people, would he give Ming Chongyan the Three Books of Heaven, Earth and Man, and then guide him to stir up strife in the world and kill countless living beings?
He talks about righteousness, but his heart is all about interests.
He also said it was a kind intention, but he just changed his face when he saw that he was too stubborn.
Li Dao
"At least one good thing about my magical power is that when I encounter a duplicitous hypocrite like you, I can chop off your head!"
There was even a hint of longing in his eyes.
Last time I killed Ning Caichen and got the Thirty-Six Thunder Method. What would I get if I killed him again?
I would like to call you the treasure-giving 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 did not persuade Li Daoxuan, Ming Chongyan seemed to give up his hypocrisy and show his true colors.
His eyes were cold and threatening.
"To tell you the truth, you two will either surrender to me and destroy all the saints together, or... you will be buried here."
Li Daoxuan smiled slightly and said, "Finally, we meet Tu Qiongdagger."
Ming Chongyan snorted coldly, and the surrounding world suddenly began to slowly squirm, like a monster's intestines and stomach. A terrifying killing force came over him, almost pervasive.
Xuanzang felt the threat of death and subconsciously activated the Arhat's golden body. However, the golden light that usually illuminated hundreds of feet and was impervious to all evil, now, squeezed by the consuming power, only illuminated a few feet, and this number was still is constantly shrinking.
Li Dao
He suddenly thought of the gods and Buddhas in Lingshan and Heaven. Were they also decomposed bit by bit in this way?
Seeing the solemn expressions on the two men's faces, Ming Chongyan sneered.
This last scripture was the one he secretly put into the Sutra Pavilion. In the future, the Buddha Maitreya will burn all his life to return to the human world. Isn't it just to enlighten Xuanzang and ensure that he can go west to obtain the scriptures?
In the eyes of those Buddhas, as long as the Mahayana scriptures can be spread, sooner or later, Buddhism will flourish again. In this case, they simply take advantage of their tricks.
Don’t you want Buddhist practitioners to promote Mahayana Buddhism?
Then I will secretly put a scripture written by myself to make them possessed, and let your carefully selected scripture collectors ruin the Mahayana Buddhism with your own hands.
What's even better is that He also used this book to make Li Daoxuan, a close friend, jump into the trap.
"Don't get too happy too early."
Li Daoxuan's whole body once again bloomed with five-color divine light. This time he did not hold back and used all his strength to activate this great magical power. A loud peacock's sound suddenly sounded in the void.
The five-color divine light shoots straight into the sky, like five open sparrow tails, wrapped in the innate power of the five elements, forming a universe of its own, containing the world within.
The shadow of a proud, majestic and beautiful peacock appeared, with stern eyes, as if it wanted to feed on the gods and Buddhas.
This is the pride of the Zufeng bloodline.
The strange consuming power was immediately blocked by the five-color divine light, as if a five-color sun was rising.
Ming Chongyan's figure flashed, appearing thousands of feet away as if moving in the void. The whisk in his hand just wiped the five-color divine light and was taken in directly.
He looked at Li Daoxuan with fear in his eyes.
This person is growing up so fast!
The last time I saw him, he was just a human immortal, but in just a few decades, he had become an earthly immortal, and had also cultivated the innate five-color divine light.
If he was given a few hundred more years, wouldn't he be able to become a heavenly immortal or even a golden immortal?
"Li Daoxuan, I want to see how long you can hold on?"
Although he was protected by the chaotic black light, facing such a bright five-color divine light, he did not dare to step forward for a moment and made up his mind to wait until his mana was exhausted.
But who would have thought that Li Daoxuan looked up at the sky and said with a smile: "Mother, take action quickly, don't force me to shout for help."
In the void, there seemed to be a faint sigh.
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 consuming power was greatly reduced.
Under the moonlit night, the shabby scripture floating in the air was being read by a woman in green. She looked like the stars and the moon condensed from head to toe, her skin was like glass crystal, and her appearance was flawless. Even if she was a goddess descending to earth, she would be eclipsed.
The Zen clothes are like yarn, and the green skirt is like clouds. There is an indescribable holiness and compassion in the eyes.
She was only halfway through the book when she heard the person in the book calling for help.
"Empress, take action quickly, don't force me to shout for help."
Although it was so embarrassing, he was not ashamed at all. Instead, he was so confident and confident, which was strange.
A hint of smile flashed in the eyes of the empress in green, but it was fleeting and difficult to detect.
Three-color Buddha fire suddenly rose in her palm, burning the scriptures with black light. I wonder if it was an illusion, but she could faintly hear screams.
After a while, the black light dissipated, and the book was reduced to 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 and was stepped on by him.
It was Ming Chongyan who was still arrogant just now.
At this moment, his whole body was black, as if he had been burned by a fire, and even his breath was hot.
Obviously, that book of scripture has a great connection with Him, and both will be prosperous and harmed.
When he saw the Empress in Tsing Yi, Ming Chongyan was slightly absent-minded.
No, you are a Buddha, do you surround yourself with men every day?
Li Daoxuan raised the three-pointed two-edged sword with both hands, preparing to kill him directly and make a big profit.
But Ming Chongyan's last words gave him a slight pause.
"Li Daoxuan, I am only one billionth of his consciousness. Although you kill me today, he will wake up completely soon. Those so-called saints cannot trap him at all."
"At that time, no one in heaven or on earth can save you!"
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