Ning Que and Sangsang immediately became Buddhas of Heaven. Before the Buddhas of Heaven, all living beings had to bow their heads. However, if they wanted to completely control the world in the chessboard, they would have to take away all the others' business, which would take many years. Ning Que didn't want to wait any longer, so he reached out and held the hilt.
With this simple movement, the world changed again. Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas on the big ship and the field felt an unprecedented danger. The chanting became more and more shrill, like cuckoo crying blood. They desperately instilled their Breath of Buddha into the world, giving out more and more Light of Buddha.
The Light of Buddha between heaven and earth became extremely bright, and more than ten strands of it even penetrated the heavy green leaves of the Bodhi Tree on the peak and fell on Sangsang, making her face pale.
Countless rays of light flashed in the dark sky. There were heavenly flowers, golden branches, and stories of enlightenment. It was the Buddha's Kingdom of Buddha and Ning Que's and Sangsang's Kingdom of Buddha. They overlapped and were indistinguishable.
Ning Que pulled out his iron cutlass and chopped at the dark sky. With a soft sound, the golden light in the sky shook slightly. The pagoda, the temple statue, and the Qiu Nu holding the zither were all cut in half.
The cutlass was endless. After cutting the Buddha's Kingdom, it fell on the dark sky, leaving a crack of hundreds of miles in the sky above the peak.
Even if it was a bucket full of water, it would be difficult for the water in the bucket to flow out quickly if only one cut was made. Generally speaking, another cut would be made at the intersection of the previous cut.
Ning Que waved his cutlass again, and a clear crack appeared in the dark sky again. It met the previous crack in the sky above the peak, covering hundreds of miles of field.
The two cracks looked like a word, or a wound, a wound of the sky.
Thousands of Buddhas in the Bodhi Tree on the peak closed their eyes, put their palms together, and chanted the Buddhist scriptures loudly, pouring their devout faith and willpower into Ning Que's body.
Looking at the two knife marks in the sky and the word formed by the knife marks, Ning Que smiled with satisfaction. It had been a long time since the battle with the Abbey Dean. If the time in the world of the chessboard was counted, it might have been a thousand years. After a thousand years, he finally wrote that word again.
Sangsang looked at the word in the sky and said after a moment of silence, "It's a good word."
Ning Que thought for a while and said, "I can't write it without you. “
He didn't even know how he wrote the word. It was a mysterious realm that was hard to explain with words. The most fundamental reason was that he and Sangsang had become one.
God came to the human world, so he was able to write the word "human" — this was a stroke of genius.
Rain began to fall from the sky. The rain did not come from the clouds, but from the higher sky.
Clear water flowed down from the two cracks cut by Ning Que, forming hundreds of thousands of waterfalls. The waterfalls fell on the field and became a rainstorm.
This rainstorm lasted for an entire year.
A year later, boundless starlight fell from the two cracks and mixed into the waterfall in the sky. It was suffused with a cold and beautiful luster, looking like some kind of sticky fruit pulp.
The star plasma flowed for another year.
Ning Que and Sangsang looked at the two cracks. He saw the beautiful scenery, while she saw the rain and starry sky in the human world. She saw her own world.
During the two years, countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas committed suicide. The Buddha's Light in the Nirvana fought against the rain and stars from the human world. Sometimes it was dim, sometimes it was bright, and finally it was annihilated.
At the last moment, Buddha, who was hiding among all living beings, made the world launch the most powerful attack on Ning Que and Sangsang, trying to stop them from leaving.
In the rainstorm, countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas floated in the air thousands of feet high, surrounding the mountain peak. Countless celestial devices glowed with golden light and approached the mountain peak. The big ship was only one step away from the cliff.
In the rainstorm, Sangsang stood on the peak with her black hair dancing wildly. The flowers in her indigo dress gradually disappeared. She quietly looked at the countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas around her and raised her right hand to the sky.
She had seen her own world, connected with the rules, and naturally the power of heaven was reborn.
She raised her hand, and the rainstorm falling from the cracks in the sky suddenly became bright, because a star in the distant night sky on the other side of the crack suddenly became countless times brighter.
The stars in the Haotian world were not burning stars. The reason why they suddenly brightened was not because of an explosion, but because the distance between the star and the observer was rapidly shortening.
A dazzling bright spot appeared in the crack. The bright spot arrived in an instant and easily passed through the crack, the majestic rain, and came to the inside of the chessboard world and the peak.
A star fell in Sangsang's hand.
Sangsang's hand shone brightly. Countless extremely bright rays of light shot from the peak to the surrounding fields, easily evaporating the falling rain and continuing to spread.
Ning Que took out his sunglasses and put them on.
The celestial devices containing infinite power of Buddha in the sky outside the peak melted and broke in a very short time when they encountered the light emitted by the stars, and finally turned into wisps of green smoke.
Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas floating in the rain felt the extremely terrible power of heaven and fled to the periphery of the field. But there were still thousands of Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who were purified into nothingness by the light of the stars.
Starlight sprinkled from the peak, and the river glowed with silver light. It was extraordinarily quiet. The big ship was also motionless. It was still one step away from the cliff, but it could no longer get closer.
Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas fled to the field behind the big ship in horror. It was dark and dense, like a receding tide. The indigo lion turned into a wisp of green light and instantly fled to the horizon.
Looking at these scenes, Sangsang's face showed no expression. She walked to the edge of the cliff, stretched out her hand into the rainstorm, and slightly loosened her fingers, letting the star fall in her hand.
The star came to the foot of the mountain and fell into the river, stirring up huge waves hundreds of feet high. The big ship was shaking and creaking, as if it would fall apart at any time. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who were running on the ship were shaken into the sky, and then fell heavily to their deaths. Golden Buddha's blood splashed everywhere.
The horrible vibration came from the bottom of the river to the field, and the ground shook at a high speed like a drum being beaten hard. The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, cicadas and frogs were like raindrops on the drum, instantly shattered.
The star smashed a bottomless hole deep in the river, and the mud was burned into porcelain chips by the high temperature. Endless underground spring gushed out of the hole, and instantly dyed the river black. The river was overflowing, and thousands of golden ponds were flooded. In the storm, it turned into a boundless black sea at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The black sea set off huge waves hundreds of feet high, and slapped in all directions of the field. Wherever the waves passed, both hard stones and soft willow branches were smashed into the finest pieces.
Countless Buddhas and Bodhisattvas rose and fell in the black sea, screaming and screaming, and then they were swallowed. The indigo lion was shaken into the sky, and fell heavily into the sea. Relying on its height of hundreds of feet, it desperately kicked the field at the bottom of the sea, and kept paddling with its forelimbs. Looking at the tragic scene around it, its eyes were filled with confusion and fear. It thought that if the black sea was allowed to flood, what could be preserved in this world?
The storm was heavy, and the world was restless. Only the mountain was silent and stable in the surging black sea. Looking from a distance, it looked like Sangsang was standing alone in the sea.
The mountain was the handmaiden statue, and the flower on the peak was the Bodhi tree. There were thousands of Buddhas in the Bodhi tree. Ning Que and Sangsang stood under the Bodhi tree, watching the sea and the people wandering in misery.
Sangsang saw the indigo lion in the distance, and reached out to grab it. The indigo lion screamed and was caught by her to the peak. Being grabbed by the neck, it did not dare to move at all, and trembled. It was no longer as powerful as it used to be. Soaked, it was only a foot long, and looked like a drowning dog.
The raging black sea rushed to the distance. It would not be long before the real Styx River and the redwood forest on both sides of the river would become ruins. After a while, Chaoyang City would be destroyed, and the Buddha land would become a real swamp country, unable to regain its former glory.
All this was because Sangsang had picked a star.
Sangsang looked at the tragic scene of the Buddha land without any emotion or pity. She kept using the power of heaven to make the black sea more violent. She wanted to destroy the world with the flood.
She had been trapped here by the Buddha for more than a thousand years. If Ning Que had not woken up, she would have been lost here, unable to find herself, and Haotian would have become a prisoner in the chessboard.
This was a humiliation she could not bear. Her indigo dress was full of anger and negative emotions, and she had to vent them in some way.
"That's enough."
Ning Que said, "The grass, trees, and stones in this world could all be the Buddha. If you want to kill him, you have to destroy the world. It will take too long, and you may not succeed."
Sangsang did not say anything, looking for the trace of the Buddha in the waves and the storm.
Ning Que walked to the edge of the cliff, took her hand, and said quietly, "Let's go."
After a moment of silence, Sangsang said, "Let's go."
Ning Que turned to look at the thousands of Buddhas on the Bodhi tree, raised one hand to his chest, and sincerely saluted, "Brothers … Brothers, I'm leaving."
The Bodhi tree swayed gently in the storm, and thousands of Buddhas sitting on the green leaves chanted the name of Buddha calmly. They put their palms together and praised, "Farewell, Buddha."
Ning Que and Sangsang held hands and slowly floated away from the peak. Against the storm and the starlight in the rain, they flew toward the intersection of the two cracks in the dark sky.
The indigo lion did not dare to struggle in Sangsang's hand. It looked at the doomsday-like scene in the Buddha land and felt sad, knowing that it could never come back.
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At the back of the mountain of the Academy, Sixth Brother was still smashing the chessboard, and people were still watching it. The spring rain was like smoke and fog, wetting the pear tree, people's clothes, and the chessboard.
Eldest Brother did not go back to the palace tonight, but stood under the pear tree, looking at something thoughtfully. He did not look at the chessboard, but at the sky and the stars in the night sky.
All of a sudden, a star left its original position, turned into a streamer, and came to the ground. In an instant, it came to the back of the mountain, broke the Cloud Gate array, and fell on the chessboard!
A loud bang resounded!
The people around the chessboard were shocked. They wondered why the stars would fall. What would happen if they hit the flowers, grass, and people like them? Who could react in time?
The meteor fell, and the small crack on the Tianyuan position of the chessboard seemed to widen.
Eldest Brother looked at the chessboard and said with a smile, "Welcome back."
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