Under the twisted and strange black withered tree, a group of Buddhist almighty figures sat together in a circle around the ancient Bodhi tree in the Garden of Solitude, which was also the tree that Fan Wu Jie had seen just now. It was the sacred Bodhi tree that transcended life and death, embraced demons and Buddhas, fell in the demonic land of the present, but stood tall in the past in the Garden of Solitude.
Life and death, withering and flourishing, demons and Buddhas, the past and the present were all intertwined together. Half of it was radiant and holy like Buddha, while the other half was twisted and withered like a demon. This extraordinary divine tree shone brightly, and a hazy shadow appeared under the tree.
The shadow was blurry, and one could only see that it was a Bodhisattva wearing a necklace, with four braids that reached his shoulders, and a crown of three pearls on his head. His cheeks were plump and square, and he sat cross-legged on an octagonal lotus seat. His body was covered with golden flame patterns, and he carried an immeasurable amount of light on his back. His hands were placed on his kasaya, and even though his face was blurry, one could feel the faint smile on his face.
It was as if it contained some kind of secret truth, and the impermanence of the world.
"Under the Bodhi tree, there is the shadow of a Bodhisattva listening to the lecture!" The nameless old monk was secretly shocked, "If this place is really like what that demon said, and the Garden of Solitude was given by the tree in the past, then which Buddha and Bodhisattva were listening to the lecture here, and left this indestructible shadow behind? This Bodhisattva seemed to have heard the beauty of the Buddha's words, and he smiled, but at this moment, he left his shadow under the Bodhi tree. "
"He left his shadow under the tree in the Garden of Solitude for who knows how many eons, but it was never erased by the echoes of the Demon Ancestor's demonic thoughts."
"This Bodhisattva's attainment is very high … far higher than mine!" The nameless old monk sighed, "But I wonder if this Bodhisattva has escaped from the disaster of the Garden of Solitude?"
The nameless old monk heard the obscenities and insults from the people of the Demon Sect behind him. The people of the Demon Sect were all full of energy, and their curses were very loud. The old monks who were dozens of meters tall silently chanted sutras. Their bodies shone with a subtle and pure Buddhist light. With the area where they were sitting as the center, it illuminated the entire space.
However, outside this circle of light was boundless darkness. Countless ghosts were hiding in the darkness, and layers upon layers of pitch-black figures were wriggling and struggling like ghosts in the darkness.
The entire Demonic Domain was shrouded in darkness. Like a black sea, countless dark shadows were the seawater. They flowed, surged, pervaded, squeezed together, and were isolated from the circle of light.
"Bald donkey!" Xue Tu King's voice came from the darkness. He was only a shadow in the darkness and he was standing not far away. He laughed coldly and said, "Do you see that? The ones lying here are all your Buddhas! The Revered One of the Revered One is so ruthless. In any case, I was with him here. But after listening to Slaughtering Demon Ancestor's words, he was silenced! "
A hot-tempered old monk's eyebrows twitched, and he chanted a little louder.
His sea of consciousness was now filled with the malice of the Demon Sect's Dao Monarchs. Their mockery, ridicule, and disdain became more and more vivid under the influence of his will.
"I guess so …" Ajati chuckled and said, "The corpses here, if we take them back and cremate them, we can produce at least a thousand relics! That's enough for every Buddhist temple in the heavens to have a share. This is a holy object worthy of being worshiped! Just this alone makes this trip worth it, you bunch of bald donkeys! "
"Not only that! When Sakya was cremated, there were more than eighty-four thousand relics. Now, every famous temple in the heavens has one. It's a very high yield! I think so! There are so many Buddhas and Bodhisattvas here, they are all famous in the scriptures. How can they burn less than those non-famous Buddhas and Bodhisattvas in the heavens! It's said that Dalantuo Temple invented a method of cremation. They only need to add glass, gold, coral, amber, clam, agate, lead, tin, and so on. "
"The output can be increased by ten times!" An old devil sneered in a despicable voice.
"Is this burning glass beads or relics?" Ajati laughed and said, "Corpse God, you're a professional. Have you tried to make a relic corpse or something? "
Corpse God, who had turned into an ancient tree, said frankly, "According to my research, the main factor affecting the sintering of relics is the seven treasures embedded in the Buddhist Golden Body. These seven treasures contain many materials that can be used to refine glass and water essence. In terms of alchemy, it's glass. Because it's imbued with the energy and Buddhist essence of the Golden Body, these are all very good materials. Add to that the fact that the Buddhist Golden Body is used as fuel, it's very easy to refine divine objects that contain the bones and essence of almighty beings. These are relics. "
"Later on, I colluded with Abbot Tuo Du of Dalantuo Temple and secretly adjusted the ingredients for the cremation of the Golden Body. I researched a few pill recipes that are suitable for crystallization and glass. With the bones of the Golden Body as the main material and reasonable ingredients, the success rate of sintering relics is greatly increased. Moreover, the luster and appearance are even more beautiful. Not only did the quality not decrease, it actually increased! "
"Because of this, Dalantuo Temple's production increased greatly, and they even exported to other temples … Unfortunately, he killed the donkey after it was no longer useful. He plotted against me during a transaction … But I didn't lose out. I took the opportunity to plot against him and stole a large amount of his golden body stock. I also obtained the method to refine corpses into pills, and expanded our Chasing Corpse Sect's business. "
"In the past, corpses could only be used to refine zombies. Now, not only can we refine corpses, we can also refine relics into pills and spiritual relics. This has increased the efficiency of the demonic path's resources, and implemented the innovation and pioneering policies of the demonic path by Demon Ancestor River Styx. We were even praised by the Corpse Demon Dao Master and raised the ranking of our Chasing Corpse Sect."
"Because the dao relics, demonic relics, and martial relics made from the corpses of the Mystic Door's righteous path, itinerant cultivators, martial cultivators, and demonic cultivators, they don't have the Buddhist brand, and because other cultivators don't have the tradition of burning relics." Old Man Corpse God said proudly, "Therefore, in order to sell in large quantities and stabilize the market, we even invented the technology of using the corpses of other cultivators to burn Buddhist relics. We produced counterfeit relics and released counterfeit products. Although the high-end market is still monopolized by the Nalanda Temple, the low-end relics on the seventh floor of the market are all produced by us Corpse Demon Clan! "
"Don't be fooled by the fact that all the Buddhist temples in the heavens, no matter how big or small, worship the relics and remains of our seniors. In reality, who knows who burned them! It's fine if it's a cultivator from the Mystic Door … but if it's a senior of our demonic sect who knows about it, they would definitely forgive us for robbing their tombs after committing all sorts of evil deeds and pretending to be a Buddhist almighty in death! "
"The most awesome one is still my successor, Corpse Gu Zi! He invented the technology of refining demon beast corpses into relics. Demon beasts are all bulky, durable, and cheap goods. This allowed us to break through the lower limit of our cost, and now we're preparing to attack the lowest end of the market! There are thousands of times more Buddhist believers than cultivators, so it's a bigger market! We can use the ultra-low-end relics to earn money from these people. On one hand, we can satisfy their faith, and on the other, we can open up another battlefield to compete with the Buddhist sect for resources! "
"Those bald donkeys of the Buddhist sect, all of them talk empty words to cheat their believers of their money, so shameless! We imitate Buddhist artifacts, use the shell of Tantra to get into the market, sell relics, and specialize in the Buddhist market. At least we're using our products to exchange for money … I wonder how much more noble we are compared to them! "
"Next, we're preparing to borrow the shell of a few ancient Buddhist temples and let a batch of disciples cultivate the Demonic Buddha Dao, opening the door to the human world and building temples run by the disciples of the Demonic Dao. We'll open up a Buddhist market around these temples, selling faith souvenirs, offerings, objects of Buddhas, and Buddhist relics to expand our Demonic Dao!"
"Clatter, clatter!" Neat applause came from the darkness. The group of old devils was full of praise. "The Corpse Herders did a great job …"
"You have a bright future!"
"Old Corpse God is truly a talent of our Demonic Dao. It's such a pity that he's trapped here as a tree!"
"If we control this demonic land, won't we be able to get our hands on the high-end industry of relics?" Ajati mumbled.
Yuan Yu echoed, "That's right! It's such a waste to let the Nalanda Temple eat the fattest meat! Since the Buddhists don't eat meat, why not let us have it? With this batch of materials, we can burn even more high-end relics! Wouldn't it be great if we sell it to the Buddhists? "
"So, we can't leave any of the skeletons here for the Buddhists!"
"Since they're already here, let them take a few back home! Consider it a gift from the Demonic Dao! "Xue Tu's leader said heroically.
"There are so many huge demonic creatures in the Blood Sea, we need to develop our own Demonic Dao relics and Blood Sea relics … I think the Bone Demonic Dao already has White Bone relics, right?" Seeing White Bone Demon nod in confirmation, Killing Life Sect's leader encouraged, "Then we need to develop our own relic culture, and spread our relic brand."
"Relics were originally sacred objects burned by the Buddhists, but they were obsessed with the sacred halo of relic tradition. They didn't dare break tradition and superstition to research how relics were made. This is the rigidity and stupidity of the Buddhists. Under the teachings of the River Styx Ancestor, the Slaughter Demon Ancestor, we focus on innovation, encourage invention, and get to the bottom of things. We have a devout spirit to research, to get to the bottom of things, and to trace back to the Great Dao! We have a high level of curiosity and creativity … "
"Here, I would like to criticize my fellow Daoists … Sarira is not a new thing, but a classic traditional thing. The Buddhists have been fooled by themselves, and we, the Devil Dao, can't see through this superstitious halo, and didn't even settle down to study it. Fortunately, there was an outstanding leader in the Demonic Dao, the Corpse God Old Man. He was not afraid of the secular world, and had a breakthrough thinking. He dared to innovate, and boldly colluded with the Buddhist Holy Land. He even developed revolutionary technology to strengthen the Buddhists. "
"This is the selfishness of our Demonic Dao. If I can take advantage, I don't care if my fellow Daoists live or die!"
"During the period when Corpse Chasing Sect colluded with Dalantuo Temple, I wonder how many fellow cultivators of the Devil Sect were scammed by the sudden increase in the production of sariras. I wonder how many Buddhist monks rose in power because of the sariras … If this was Buddhism, they would be considered traitors. But in our Demonic Dao … we don't condemn the victors. Not only did we see the growth of the Buddhists, we also saw the infiltration of our Demonic Dao values. "
"Gains and losses in power are temporary. Only by implementing the selfishness of our Demonic Dao, and the values of our Demonic Dao, can we ensure the eternal prosperity of the Demonic Dao … This is the path that our Slaughter Demon Ancestor, River Styx, pointed out with great foresight!"
"We support the Demon Ancestor, River Styx, and the values of the Demonic Dao!" The Xue Tu King made an impromptu speech, and spoke highly of the Corpse Sect's selfish behavior of harming others to benefit themselves. Immediately, thunderous applause rang out. Fan Wu Jie ridiculed the demonic path's strange worldview while secretly admiring this Blood Soaked Demon Lord. For him to be able to become the commander-in-chief of the demonic path's allied forces with such an unremarkable status, he really did have some skill.
Not to mention anything else, this speech had captured the core of the Demonic Dao's theory!
"The core of the Sarira industrialization is the specialization of the product. Compared to the prehistoric times, the resources of the universe are almost depleted. This puts forward a requirement for the efficiency of our use of spiritual resources. Among them, the most important is the specialization of theory and specialization. That is, the specialization of alchemy and refining, professionalization, and close to the Dao! "
"We need to summarize the alchemy and refining methods that are more in line with the Great Dao."
"The Corpse God's success lies in breaking through the halo of superstition on Sarira. He used the professional perspective of alchemy and refining to analyze the production of Sarira. This concept needs to be popularized … No resource is sacred, and to make a resource sacred is to ignore the Great Dao contained within it … After so many years of worshiping Sarira, has no one really thought of a way to increase the production of Sarira?"
"Some of the Buddhist sects have a shockingly high efficiency in burning relics. Later on, Old Man Corpse God researched some Buddhist techniques and found that the quality and quantity of relics produced by cultivating the Golden Body were extremely high. He annihilated a small sect and stole their golden body cultivation technique before he could research it. It turns out that this cultivation method produces Golden Bodies of low quality and combat power, but it is very suitable for the burning of Sarira. Therefore, they tricked some geniuses to cultivate this method. Because the quality of the Golden Bodies is very low, they are often stuck at a certain step, unable to break through. This way, they can cremate those cultivators after they die and produce large amounts of Sarira. They become rich overnight, and their foundation is especially deep! "
"But do they dare to publicize the results of their research? Do they dare to use it on a large scale? "
"On the one hand, they are even more vicious than us Demonic Dao in framing their own people. The Sarira they burn is the crystallization of their own disciples' flesh and blood. Our Demonic Dao only burns the corpses. Recycling, recycling, expanding the recycling of resources, is beneficial to the development of the universe, and beneficial to the ecology of the cultivation civilization. They directly burn their own people! "
"On the other hand, they are conservative in the use of technology, hypocritically restricting the use of these technologies. Therefore, they become more and more vicious in private, but on the surface, they become more and more righteous! Hypocrites! "
Xue Tu King eloquently criticized the hypocrisy and shamelessness of the Buddhist sects for a few hours. A group of Demonic Dao elders turned these thoughts into ghosts and transmitted them to the Buddhist halo that brainwashed each other. The Demonic Dao and the group combined, turning their own thoughts into ghosts and reverberating in the darkness. Gradually, the Buddhist sects were too busy brainwashing each other and erasing the thoughts of killing.
Under the impact of the darkness, a flaw finally appeared in the Buddhist halo.
An old monk jumped up and turned back to scold, "Nonsense, Demonic bastard …"
In an instant, his voice disappeared. The two old monks sitting beside him suddenly felt that there was still a figure sitting in his position, but it was no longer chanting or speaking, even the sound of breathing had disappeared.
There was still a shadow sitting in the position of the old monk who stood up, but there was not a trace of human aura around him.
In the Buddhist halo, there was an additional cold body.
The group of people chanting Buddhist scriptures seemed to have encountered a black hole, all the Buddhist halo and Sanskrit sounds disappeared. There was an existence there that did not speak, did not breathe, and was like a black hole, devouring all the light and Buddhist spirit.
An old monk sitting beside 'him' who was chanting couldn't help but turn his head and take a quick glance.
He saw a corpse demon, its golden body was covered in livor mortis, as if it was a strange corpse that had started to rot. Tears of blood flowed from the corner of its eyes, but there was a benevolent smile on its face.
This was not the irascible old monk, this was a 'Buddha'!
The old monk suddenly understood something. He screamed in horror, letting out a miserable wail that did not seem human, and then stopped abruptly, as if someone had strangled his throat halfway through his scream. His scream made more people look over, and then in the circle of Buddhist halo, there were miserable wails coming one after another.
The long howls from the mouth of the unknown creature did not stop. Fa Jing panicked. He knew that the plan of the Demonic Dao's Demonic Monarchs had succeeded. They had finally brought something strange in the darkness to their side, and even that group of lawless Demonic Monarchs, who dared to merge into one and transform into one, seemed to be afraid of this ghostly thing.
When it came in, the group of Demonic Dao people no longer made a sound!
They were afraid that the strange existence would be recalled to their midst …
"My fellow brothers, chant with me! Don't be distracted! " Master Fajing roared. The group of Buddhist practitioners continued to chant the scriptures loudly under his leadership, ignoring everything around them. The Buddha's light that shone brightly again seemed to suppress the strange existence. Gradually, the howling became softer and softer, becoming fewer and fewer.
But it still continued to happen …
Fa Jing suddenly lost the breath of a junior brother beside him, and a kind of speechless horror shrouded them. The nameless old monk beside Fa Jing had to say, "Senior brother, we can't go on like this! My fellow brothers are not afraid of life and death. For us, life and death are normal. We have cultivated a zen heart for tens of thousands of years, can't we see through this body? "
"What my fellow brothers are afraid of is the unknown in the darkness, and the shaking of the Dharma."
"Therefore, in order to break out of this situation, we must see through that strange existence and see through that great terror … Senior Brother, please allow me to turn around and take a look. Junior Brother is confident that I can recite the name of this place and expose its origins. Junior Brothers will no longer be afraid!"
Fa Jing recalled the appearance of the nameless old monk. He was just a thin, ordinary old monk. There was really nothing outstanding along the way. Unexpectedly, when this inexplicable horror was about to befall him, he was the one who saw through the fear and ignorance. He saw through the truth of the zen heart that subdued the fear of external demons …
Master Fa Jing put his palms together and sighed, "Facing the strangeness in the darkness, I actually lost my composure. I can't see as clearly as Junior Brother. I'll have to trouble you, Junior Brother! Excellent, excellent … "
Fa Jing said in disappointment, "The body is like a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror. Wipe it from time to time, don't let dust fall on it. The Sixth Ancestor's wisdom is great, how can we compare? Without superior wisdom, it is better to be stupid! Since there is nothing, it is better to wipe the zen heart from time to time. Senior Brother … thank you for your guidance! "
The nameless old monk looked back and saw more than a dozen unfamiliar figures sitting in the Buddhist halo.
Beside him, there was a Six-Tusked White Elephant squatting at the side. Its body was mottled, and the originally white jade-like skin had already revealed the rotten parts. Some of the rotten wounds could be seen, and the golden, divine bones could be seen. On the back of the white elephant sat a figure. He only saw a Lianhua in his left arm. Sitting on the back of the white elephant, his right hand spread out and extended towards the ground …
Although the Six-Tusked White Elephant was contaminated by the aura of death, this Bodhisattva Dharma body was still clean and unhindered.
Only that pair of eyes … hid boundless devilishness. It was great terror, great might, great solemnity, but also great massacre, great destruction, great calamity. It was like a boundless void, like a bottomless abyss. The nameless old monk could still see the boundless sea of blood in his eyes. These eyes reflected the chaos of the universe, the past and the future, but he could not see himself.
"Samantabhadra Bodhisattva's … God is dead!"
The nameless old man suddenly understood everything. He looked back and saw a sacred figure sitting in the Buddhist halo with a green lion on his back, a Tathagata with a wheel of light above his head like a sun, a Bodhisattva with a strange Dingting beast by his side, and a Vajra who could sever all worries …
The nameless old man suddenly understood everything … This was the fief. Back then, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas were contaminated by the demonic thoughts of the River Styx and had to sever their own bodies to return to peace. Only by severing their demonic bodies could they return to peace and not take away the ghosts created by the Demon Ancestor. That was why there was Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva here, and why there were the corpses of the Buddhas and Bodhisattva.
These were just the bodies that they had severed!
However, even though the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas could return to peace, the thoughts they left behind would never be destroyed. It could be said that the bodies of the Buddhas left behind here were all incarnations of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas. They were essentially no different from their original bodies and were a part of them. For this reason, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas could only use the mighty power of the Revered One to seal their bodies so that they would not be contaminated.
Therefore, the bodies here died one after another. Although they were not destroyed, they had been forgotten.
However, they were thoughts. Back then, when the bodies of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas died, how could there not be a trace of negative thoughts that turned into ghosts and spread out? These thoughts of the Buddhas were hidden in the darkness. They were formed by the negative emotions of countless mighty beings, the fear, disgust, anger, and destruction before they died. They represented the information and the last evil thoughts of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas.
These thoughts were hidden in the thoughts of the River Styx and secretly echoed here, forming an inexplicable strangeness.
It was the nemesis of all Buddhist cultivators. It represented the death of the Buddhas. The ghosts of the evil thoughts of the Buddhas … were thoughts and information. They were not monsters in essence … However, the ghosts formed by the evil thoughts and some extremely strange and strange information were more terrifying than any strange and terrifying existence.
Even humans could cultivate to become devils … What more the ghosts that gathered all the evil thoughts and devil thoughts of the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas?
Ghosts were purer than humans!
The nameless old monk was dragged into the darkness by the inexplicable strangeness. He did not resist, nor could he resist. Even if he was the one sitting on the lotus platform, Daira, he was still powerless against this terrifying devil that specialized in restraining him. In the end, he calmly left behind a sentence, "This thing is formed by the evil thoughts of the Buddhas. The way to escape from here lies with the Revered One of the Revered One of … "
Before he could finish his sentence, he was dragged into the darkness.
Something flashed through Great Master Fajing's mind. He held the three thousand wisdom beads in his hand and counted them one by one, sorting out some of the hidden and subtle clues along the way. Then, he used Prajna Wisdom to string them together into a complete clue. Every bit of the ancient secrets that he had seen and heard here, the confusing clues gradually came together and replayed the truth of what happened in the Garden of Solitude under the tree.
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