Yes, that was the truth.
Sangsang couldn't get rid of the secular world in her, so she looked for Buddha and came to the world in the chessboard. In that world, she was deeply in love with Ning Que and had the three poisons of greed, aversion and obsession.
Ning Que wanted to save her, so he had to get rid of the three poisons of greed, aversion and obsession in her body. Greed, aversion and obsession were the emotions and the secular world. Buddhism cultivation was the three poisons of greed and obsession.
The Academy didn't expect this, and Buddha didn't expect things to develop like this. No one could guess what she would do in countless reincarnations, because God's will was unpredictable.
Buddha saw the cause and effect, and she was the cause and effect. She used Buddha's plan to break the Academy's plan and find the possibility in the impossible. This was Haotian's great wisdom and Ning Que's great pain.
Ning Que stood on the city wall and looked at the spring breeze. He said indifferently, "In the small courtyard in Chaoyang City … Did you feel happy when you saw me happily buying vegetables and cooking every day? I have called many people idiots in my life. I thought they were really idiots, but now I think I am the stupidest idiot. "
Sangsang walked to him and looked at the world in the spring breeze with her hands behind her back. She said, "I didn't lie, because I didn't know it either. Only when the cause and effect are fixed can I understand my will."
Ning Que sneered, "Do you think I can believe this?"
Sangsang said, "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. As I said in the Academy yesterday, no one knows how things will develop, even I don't know. This is the real stroke of God."
"It is indeed a stroke of God … In fact, during the last years in the chessboard, I vaguely guessed something, but I didn't want to believe it, so I never asked you. During those years, I practiced Buddhism on that mountain. Although you were on my back, I was always alone. I was so lonely that I wanted to die … "
Ning Que looked at the pedestrians on the city wall and the busy market and said, "Every time you woke up, you refused to talk to me. At first, I thought you were tired, but later I found that it was because you didn't want to talk to me … I was very disappointed and began to be vigilant, because it proved that your emotions were fading, or that you were afraid of something. What are you afraid of?"
He turned to look at Sangsang and said calmly, "You are afraid to be with me, so you can't bear to cut off the connection with the human world? If it's this kind of fear, I'll feel somewhat relieved. "
Sangsang didn't answer his question, but said, "Since you have vaguely guessed it and started to be vigilant, why didn't you say anything or do anything?"
"God can predict everything. It's scary, but I'm not afraid, because the God-stunning Array is still in my hands. You shouldn't have told me this. I'm not sure that you've gotten rid of the Worldly Will in your body. The Academy might use the God-stunning Array to blast the sky, and then you could use it to return to the Divine Kingdom. But now it's impossible."
Ning Que said expressionlessly, "Even if you become the cold and heartless Haotian, as long as you can't return to the Divine Kingdom, you can only return to your original state. Just like the days we spent in the Divine Hall of Light, we will inevitably continue to be entangled together, and we will still be the same pair of burnt papers."
Sangsang said, "Since I told you this, it means that even without the God-stunning Array, I have other ways to leave the human world and return to the Divine Kingdom."
Ning Que said, "A cow can be boasted to the sky, but a pig can't."
Sangsang said, "It's a black pig."
Ning Que said, "No matter what color the pig is, you can't go back."
Sangsang said, "In the world of the chessboard, I experienced the suffering of the Worldly Will, cut off the connection with the human world, and saw the big ship with the Divine Will."
Ning Que felt a little uneasy when he thought of the horrible big ship in the Nirvana.
"Buddha is different from your teacher. Your teacher merged with the human world, and even I couldn't find him. Buddha, on the other hand, gathered people to help him, and created another world without my eyes. Both of them are Great Divine Senses. I can't merge with the human world, so I can only use the Buddha's method to obtain the power to open up the world. "
Sangsang said, "The power of all people is faith. I'm the lord of the world, and I have countless devout believers. However, for tens of thousands of years, I've been indifferently overlooking the Divine Kingdom. The power comes from all people, but I've never thought about how to use and strengthen this power. In this aspect, I've learned a lot from the Buddha."
Ning Que said, "Is it that big ship?"
Sangsang said, "The Buddha delivers all people from suffering, and all people help him to cross the Nirvana Realm. I want all people to deliver me, so I have to deliver all people first, and then I can take the big ship to the Nirvana Realm."
Ning Que asked, "Where is your Nirvana Realm?"
Sangsang said, "I came from the Divine Kingdom, so the Nirvana Realm is naturally in the Divine Kingdom."
Ning Que looked at the gray sky and said nothing.
Sangsang reached out to somewhere in the south.
The Academy was dozens of miles away from the city.
The indigo lion, which was taken out of the chessboard by Sangsang, was confronting the big white goose by the stream. Its hair stood up like swords, and it kept growling to threaten, but it dared not to act rashly. It looked at the meadow in the distance from time to time.
The big white goose was a bit tricky for it, and there was an old yellow bull dozing on the meadow. It knew very well that if the old yellow bull opened its eyes, it would be doomed.
The indigo lion couldn't understand why it could meet so many terrible fellows as soon as it came out of the chessboard. It was completely different from the information it got from the chessboard. This world was too scary.
Suddenly, an invisible force broke through the Cloud Gate Array, landed on the cliff plateau, grabbed the indigo lion, and disappeared. The big white goose looked up to the sky and found that it couldn't see the abominable newcomer anymore. It shook its head in boredom and went to the stream to take a bath.
The indigo lion appeared on the city wall in Sangsang's hand. Its mane was pulled painfully, and it was worried that it would really become a bald donkey, but it dared not to resist.
Sangsang waved her sleeves to the outside of the city wall, and a breeze came to the human world.
During the Rite to Light, the human world also had such a breeze. But compared with that year, the breeze today was quieter, gentler, and had more breath of life.
The breeze came to the Divine Halls of West-Hill first. The peach blossoms in the valley were fluttering in the wind, and instantly became more beautiful. The believers kneeling on the cliff plateau and the front yard were suddenly refreshed by the breeze.
All the negative emotions such as anxiety, fear, sadness, and despair were all purified. The blind felt that the world in front of them was gradually brightening, and the deaf faintly heard some sounds.
The sounds came from the lips of countless believers. It was the sound of chanting scriptures. Under the leadership of the Hierarch of the Divine Halls of West-Hill, more than 100,000 divine priests, deacons, and devout believers kept chanting the scriptures loudly.
The words in the scriptures were beautiful, and the rhymes overlapped, forming an extraordinarily sacred feeling. It was the final chapter of the Divine Halls of West-Hill — The Sutra of Transcending the World and Ascending to Immortality.
The spring breeze filled the human world, and the chanting spread everywhere. Tens of thousands of Taoist temples in various countries and countless Taoists began to chant the scriptures that everyone was familiar with.
The spring breeze lingered in the forest, gently brushing the hanging clouds, and finally turned into rain. The rain fell to the human world with a golden luster, but it was extremely clear when it fell to the ground.
The spring rain fell on the Peach Mountain, wetting the woods and darkening the color of the peach blossoms. It fell in a remote place of the Revelation Institute, and a pile of dry firewood in the corner was also wet.
A skinny little priest was taking shelter from the rain. He was the most inconspicuous servant in the Divine Halls. Even though it was such an important sacrificial ceremony, no one had informed him. He was a forgotten existence.
Seeing that the pile of firewood was wet, the little priest was a little anxious. He covered his face with his sleeves and ran out. He wanted to move the pile of firewood into the kitchen, and did not care that he was wet by the rain.
The clear rain fell on him and turned into countless mottled golden light spots. Then it seeped through his dirty taoist robe and began to slowly nourish his body and Taoist Heart.
In the small town between Song and Yan, the Drunkard held the door and looked at the rain falling from the sky. His right hand holding the flagon was slightly trembling, and he let the rain wet his face, whose age could not be guessed.
The rain fell on the broken eaves of the butcher's shop, flowed down along the cracks, dripped on the chopping board, and wet the white and fat pig trotters. Then the Butcher's face was wet with blood.
They clearly felt that the filth that they suppressed in the deepest part of their souls was washed away by the rain falling from the sky. Their rotten bodies even showed a fresh vitality.
The Drunkard left the teahouse, and the Butcher walked out of the butcher's shop. The two came to the only straight street in the town and stood at the two ends of the street. Standing in the rain, they were moved and determined.
The spring breeze filled the human world, and the spring breeze turned into rain. Naturally, the rain fell everywhere. Both the West-Hill Divine Kingdom and the coast of the East Sea were covered by the drizzle. Even the depths of the Wilderness in the far north had a rain.
The rain fell on the Golden Tent and made a pitter sound, as if someone was casually beating a broken war drum. The Wilderness was so quiet, and the sound was so clear.
Chanyu, with a solemn expression, knelt in the rain with all his wives, sons, and dozens of generals of the Royal Palace, and kept praying for the Tengri Heaven to grant them courage.
The national master and dozens of high priests knelt on the highest meadow, and stretched out their hands to receive the rain and the blessing from the sky. The national master's aged face was washed by the rain, and it was visible to the naked eye that he became younger. The bodies of the high priests were also wrapped in a faint golden light.
The national master slowly closed his eyes and knelt in the rain, quietly feeling the vitality and the unfathomable power in the rain. He was peaceful and full of awe.
It was also raining in the Xuankong Temple. Jun Mo looked at the iron sword that was soaked in the rain and slightly raised his eyebrows.
The iron sword was soaked in the rain and became darker. It was plated with a layer of luster and became much sharper. His clothes were soaked, and he became much sharper.
Jun Mo knew why. A few years ago, he said in front of her that he would not accept the gift from Haotian, but he had no choice but to accept what she wanted to do.
On the Wilderness outside the pit, the Big Black Horse lowered its head and dragged the heavy carriage, walking in the messy poplar forest. Suddenly, a spring rain fell and wet its body, and all the tiredness and loneliness disappeared.
It squinted at the depths of the spring rain, and suddenly felt some reluctance.
Similar scenes happened everywhere in the human world.
Some cultivators cried in the rain. He, who could not enter the Seethrough Realm after decades of hard cultivation, finally crossed the threshold today. Some Taoist cultivators who lived in seclusion in the deep mountains even reached the Knowing Destiny State overnight.
Those who were seriously ill were saved and slowly woke up. Those who were about to die were saved and no longer suffered. They peacefully returned to the Divine Kingdom. Those who believed in Haotian would be rewarded, because this spring rain was her gift to the human world.
After the spring rain, the little Taoist in the Revelation Institute would no longer be a servant. He would become a genius in the cultivation world and the most valued powerhouse of the new generation in Taoism. The Drunkard and the Butcher would no longer linger on. They would live a fresh life in the human world before they were taken to the Divine Kingdom. The national master of the Golden Tribe Royal Court and many powerhouses of Taoism were cleansed by the rain and became more powerful.
Buddha only saved those who believed in him. Not everyone could receive Haotian's gift. The monks in the Xuankong Temple were very embarrassed by the spring rain. The Abbey Dean, who was kneeling in the rain in front of the stone house on the cliff plateau of the Divine Halls of West-Hill, was still a cripple, and his face was pale from the cold rain.
All the followers of Taoism benefited as long as they were sincere believers of Haotian. The Abbey Dean was the leader of Taoism in the human world, but he was excluded from the process. He knew that it was not because his faith in Haotian was not strong enough, but because Haotian still remembered his disrespect.
Looking at the human world in the spring rain, the Abbey Dean smiled bitterly, but his eyes were still firm. As long as the human world was still peaceful, it was not a big deal even if he was abandoned by Haotian.
Chen Pipi and Tang Xiaotang in Linkang, tens of thousands of followers of the New Stream in front of the South Jin Imperial Palace, Ye Su in the shabby Taoist temple in the Kingdom of Song, and dozens of neighbors who were listening to his preaching, what were they thinking?
The spring rain also fell in Chang 'an. The clear rain was full of vitality, which was a mercy to the human world. Therefore, the God-stunning Array did not react.
Xiaocao slept in the House of Red Sleeves for a whole day and night. Mistress Jian invited all the imperial doctors in the palace, but none of them knew what was wrong with her. She woke up when the spring rain fell. She walked to the window and leaned against the railing. She looked at the raindrops falling from the eaves and thanked them silently in her heart.
Zeng Jing and his wife also woke up to the sound of the spring rain. They walked to the rain pavilion in the garden hand in hand. Looking at the spring rain, they felt that something had happened and felt sad for no reason.
The spring rain fell on the human world. Haotian blessed hundreds of millions of followers and delivered all living beings from suffering. Their faith became firmer and even more fanatical. Countless invisible spiritual auras were born from the palaces and huts, and from the souls of all living beings. They flew toward the rain and went straight to the sky. This was the return of all living beings to Haotian.
Hundreds of millions of pure spiritual auras came to the south of Chang 'an. Regardless of their strength, they blended together harmoniously, disturbing the rain and brightening the dark clouds.
On top of the city wall, Ning Que stood beside Sangsang. He first smelled a very light fragrance, and then the whole human world smelled it. Then, there was the sound of exquisite and ethereal music.
In the strange fragrance and divine music, countless golden petals fell down. Countless spiritual auras lit up the clouds, and a huge ship appeared faintly. The ship was also golden.
Countless followers condensed their psyches into this big ship, ready to send Haotian back to the Divine Kingdom. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.Com to vote for me. Your support is my biggest motivation.)
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