Ling Ping'an looked at the magic treasures that suddenly fell out of thin air.
Two flying swords that were obviously not to be trifled with.
An ancient bell made of an unknown metal.
There was also a map with countless stars engraved on it.
"Anything is possible in a dream!" He laughed.
However, the Skyless Buddha didn't even look at those treasures.
The skin under his face was almost wrinkled into a ball.
"What you guys are after is not small!" The thing in his skin screamed noisily. Then, countless things crawled out of the black robe he was wearing.
These things did not have a specific shape, nor did they have a specific size.
To be precise, there was nothing, even matter, that could have such a deformed, terrifying, and chaotic form.
When these things drilled out, the entire Tusita Heaven instantly became dilapidated.
The pavilions and pavilions began to show signs of mildew.
The immortal mist rolled and was gradually dyed gray.
Even the dragon meat, the crystal clear dragon meat, began to rot.
Maggots grew out of it.
The originally sweet meat juice had now become extremely stinky.
Even the East Coming Buddha felt that his golden body was experiencing the cleansing of endless Huiyuan and tribulations.
Moreover, he had a feeling that he was about to be destroyed.
He understood that this was one of the Great Daos of the Skyless Buddha.
It might even be his innate divine ability.
Perhaps the Dharma of the Skyless Buddha was also the orthodox Dharma.
However, this Dharma was not the present, nor was it the future.
It was the Dharma after all things were destroyed.
At that time, all the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas had already been destroyed.
All three thousand Great Daos had collapsed.
All sentient beings had long turned into withered bones in the grave.
Even the Jade Butterfly of Good Fortune had already decayed into a speck of dust in the chaos.
At that time, decay became the Great Dao.
Nirvana became the end.
Everything in the past was empty, and everything in the future was bad.
Everything was empty, and everything was bad.
Therefore, the Great Dao was chaotic, wrong, and unreasonable.
Because...
He had gone crazy!
The Heavenly Dao had gone crazy!
The crazy Heavenly Dao had become the Skyless Buddha.
In a sense, the Skyless Buddha was another kind of 'Dao Ancestor Hongjun' that was born after the world was destroyed.
Or rather, at that time, Daofather Hongjun would become the Skyless Buddha.
Perhaps Daofather Hongjun would have been countless times more powerful than the current Skyless Buddha.
But the basic facts will not change.
It was like a stream and a river.
At this point, the East Coming Buddha Ancestor finally understood.
Why are the teachers of the Saints so curious about the Skyless Buddha?
Especially his two teachers.
He could even sit back and watch the world crumble!
Even though they knew that if the world continued to collapse, their stubbornness would become more and more stubborn, and there would be less and less of a chance for them to be completed.
Because …
There was actually such a fate in this world!
The true Great Quietus Dao!
Madness, chaos, and an indescribable Great Dao!
This was what the Sages had been searching for.
Solitary Yin does not grow, solitary Yang does not give birth.
If there is no nirvana, how can there be growth?
Only by perfecting this path could the Sages take another step forward, break through the heavens and earth, and transcend the heavens and earth.
From then on, he had truly jumped out of the Heavenly Dao.
To enjoy great freedom, great freedom, and great joy!
The East Coming Buddha Ancestor also truly understood why the Skyless Buddha said, "What you want is not small!"
That was because the teachers of the Saints had placed such a heavy bet.
They wanted to keep the Skyless Buddha in this world.
They wanted him to abandon his incarnation and sit in this world, open up a new Great Dao, and become a new indescribable Saint.
This was an open and aboveboard plot!
As long as the Skyless Buddha agreed, the outcome of the bet would be determined regardless of the outcome.
Just like the plot to become a God, the three sects signed the God roll.
The moment they signed it, the outcome was already determined.
All that was left was to adjust the details.
The question of who would go up and who would not.
However, at the end of the day, someone had to enter the God roll!
Now, it was the same.
It did not matter whether he won the bet or not.
The moment the Skyless Buddha appeared, the outcome was already determined.
All that was left was to adjust the details.
For example, the title, the orthodoxy, and the inclination.
That way, the Sages could comprehend the Great Dao together.
The stones of other mountains could be used to attack jade.
They could use the Dao of the Skyless Buddha to transcend the Heavenly Dao.
They could achieve the realm above the Sages!
The thoughts of the East Coming Buddha surged. In fact, only a few moments had passed.
After that, he understood everything clearly.
"Buddha, you are too serious!" The East Coming Buddha chanted and said, "This will be greatly beneficial to Buddha!"
"We are untalented and would like to ask for guidance from Buddha!"
"Buddha, it's not like you don't want to learn from us!"
At this point, the East Coming Buddha's heart was clear.
He vaguely grasped the key.
The deformed and crazy things that crawled out of the Skyless Buddha's black robe roared and screamed, letting out terrifying sounds that caused the Golden Body to dissipate and the Dao heart to waver.
Roar!
Roar!
Roar!
It was like the roar of wild beasts, and also like the cries of despair of all living beings.
In the end, these sounds turned into a hoarse male voice.
"Hehe..."
"If it was the past..."
"I might not care about your things!"
That was the truth.
To put it bluntly, the past him would not even have the possibility of existing!
That was because his main body had no thoughts, consciousness, or thoughts.
He only had the most basic instincts.
Based on the characteristics of chaos, he slept outside the endless universe and spacetime.
The overflowing thoughts turned into dreams, forming the substance and foundation of the universe.
The thoughts in the dream spread out one by one, becoming the rules of the universe.
But...
The present was not the past after all.
That was because his main body had its own thoughts, thoughts, and personality.
Although it was still in swaddling clothes, although it had not truly formed, it was just a baby.
Extremely childish, extremely weak.
But in the end, it had already happened.
In the chaos, there was personality and consciousness.
This personality and consciousness, a little thought that overflowed, shaped him.
Thus, he was born.
Unlike the past, the outer god created by the thoughts that overflowed from the main body that slept outside the countless universes and spacetime.
He had his own thoughts.
Moreover, these thoughts and thoughts were controlled and influenced by the main body that was now conscious and thinking.
It was simple and meaningful.
The thoughts that overflowed from the main body in the past were disorderly, chaotic, and crazy thoughts.
Most of them did not have the so-called concept of right and wrong, good and evil.
They also did not have normal thinking and logical abilities.
They were just things that were driven by instinct.
Like stars, they were just silently burning.
They would not be interested in things.
They just acted according to their instincts in a daze.
They might inadvertently enter the orbit of a certain world and then tear that world apart.
They might also inadvertently emit the crazy power that they had accumulated, corroding an entire galaxy into a crazy galaxy.
But he was different.
He had will, actions, thoughts, and even thoughts.
He could make his own choice.
Instead of passively charging around in the universe.
Whoever met him would have to admit that they were unlucky.
So...
The Skyless Buddha gently raised his hand.
The things that came out of the black robe all went back the way they came.
"But now..." in the black lotus seat under the Skyless Buddha, twisted characters kept spinning.
"This bet!" He said indifferently, "I will accept it!"
The main body was still developing.
Sleeping soundly in a beautiful dream.
But...
He would wake up eventually. He was destined to wake up.
When he woke up, he would have to make a choice.
Which thoughts and thoughts were the mainstream now?
Or was it the former disorder and chaos, the main body of the ruler?
This was a matter of life and death, a big question concerning the rise and fall of nirvana!
That was why there were traitors.
Those traitors gambled that after the main body woke up, everything would return to normal and return to the track of the past.
They would win.
They would become meritorious officials.
And the loyal officials would become traitors and be completely purged!
Therefore, the Skyless Buddha knew that he had to help the main body.
On the day of the final awakening, he had to have the strength to win!
At least he wouldn\'t be devoured and consumed by the chaos outside time and space the moment he woke up.
Therefore, the main body had to have another strength.
This strength had to be able to effectively counter the blindness and stupidity from the chaos.
With the seven apertures opened, wisdom would be born!
There was a need for this wager!
Thus, the tentacles behind the Skyless Buddha slowly drooped down.
The ferocious mouth that split open on the wrist spat out something.
It was a black, sticky eggshell.
When the eggshell fell to the ground, the figure of the Skyless Buddha was sucked in.
That was his bet.
The day when the winner of the bet was decided.
It was the day when the egg hatched.
Winning or losing was actually not very important. It was just a formality.
But it was also very important.
Because it concerned the future of the world.
After all, the Skyless Saint had split open a world and become a Chaotic Saint.
Or should he become the disciple of a certain Saint and become a disciple of that Saint before becoming a Saint?
The East Coming Buddha looked at the eggshell that had suddenly fallen to the ground.
The eggshell suddenly remembered something.
Tentacles reached out and picked up the peaches and ginseng fruits in the Tusita Heaven.
They lifted them and handed them to a certain place in the void.
The East Coming Buddha knew that the Skyless Buddha was carrying out the will of the supreme Saint of the Great Path.
So...
Did the supreme Saint of the Great Path like peaches and ginseng fruits?
He thought, but it was too late to ask.
After the tentacles carried the peaches and ginseng fruits to a certain place in the void, they all retracted back into the eggshell.
The black, sticky egg slowly seeped out of the mist and wrapped it up.
Then, it disappeared into the immortal mist of the Tusita Heaven and disappeared without a trace.
The East Coming Buddha knew that the Skyless Buddha had entered nirvana.
The moment the result of the bet was decided, he would be reborn.
The one who came out of nirvana might be the disciple of a certain Saint.
It might also be a Godfiend born from the Connate World, the Nirvana Saint who was destined to prove the Dao in this world.
"Oh no!" The East Coming Buddha suddenly thought of something. "I forgot to tell the Skyless Buddha about Fellow Daoist Zhen Yuan Zi!"
"Bitter! Bitter! "
He became anxious.
The karma involved in this matter was not big, but it was not small either.
For an existence of his level, this kind of thing was troublesome.
Under the pull of karma in the future, it might lead to a catastrophe!
Unfortunately...
Now, the Skyless Buddha was dead.
It was impossible for him to wake the other party up before the result of the bet.
Even if he woke him up, the other party would not pay attention to him.
"Sigh!" Helpless, the East Coming Buddha could only sigh.
Then, he set up an auspicious cloud and floated into the sky.
Now that things had come to this, he could only ask his teacher for help to resolve this karma.
… …
Mei Qing quietly knelt in front of the phantom of the Skyless Buddha.
Suddenly, the Buddha on the lotus platform turned around.
The Buddha looked at her benevolently.
"Child!" With a light flick, a bit of spiritual light shot into Mei Qing's body. As soon as the spiritual light entered her body, it immediately awakened an ancient echo in Mei Qing's bloodline.
It was a headless God General.
With his nipples as his eyes and his navel as his mouth, he fought his way up to the God General of the Heavenly Courts.
Xing Tian!
Xing Tian who danced with Gan Qi!
Xing Tian who attacked the heavens!
"Di Jun, die!"
Xing Tian's furious roar echoed in the world.
Mei Qing felt the echo of the ancient times, and tears flowed down from the corners of her eyes.
She finally knew the origin of her bloodline.
Her ancestor was that Grand Magus.
Even if his head was cut off, he would not waver in his determination.
Xing Tian danced with Gan Qi, and his fierce will was always there!
The Skyless Buddha looked at Mei Qing with benevolent eyes.
"My child..."
"Walk on your path!"
"Inherit the despair and pain of the Magi!"
"Transform into an indescribable existence!"
Another spiritual light flashed.
The dead races, the dried-up civilizations, and the vanished bloodlines were all returning to the human world.
They returned from destruction and recovered from extinction.
Mei Qing finally knew why the Skyless Buddha fell in love with her.
Because she was the descendant of the Magi!
A race that had already gone extinct.
A race that had once stood up to the heavens and earth.
A race that had been abandoned and hated by the world!
Streaks of black smoke overflowed from her beautiful face.
The roar of her ancestors and her unwillingness to submit spread from her soul.
Thus...
The skin on Mei Qing's hands cracked.
Two pale eyeballs grew out of her palms.
"Revenge!"
"Revenge!" The two eyeballs shouted. Their resentment soared into the sky and shook the three realms!
The Saints cast their gazes from the sky.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Lord!" The Three Pure Ones bowed their heads and sighed.
"Amitabha!" The two Western Saints closed their eyes and did not say anything.
There was no sound in Nuwa's Dao Palace.
The hatred of the Liches had nothing to do with this Saint.
Goddess Nuwa would no longer be involved in this matter.
On the ground, Mei Qing had already knelt down and kowtowed heavily. "I will obey the Buddhist decree!"
From this moment on, Mei Qing knew her mission.
Inherit the anger of her ancestors.
Endure the pain of the Magi.
Fulfill the old days.
Then, she would have a choice.
Choose the possibility of her ancestors' bloodline being reborn.
… …
Ling Ping'an's dream suddenly became dark.
Everything from before had disappeared completely.
However, there were two plates of fruits in front of him, neatly arranged.
A plate of peaches.
They were big and fragrant. Just looking at them made him salivate.
A plate of ginseng fruits. They were carved from jade and bright and lovely. One could tell that they were very delicious just by looking at them.
He couldn't help but grab a peach of immortality and take big bites.
"Delicious!" He couldn't help but praise, "So delicious!"
Thus, he picked up another ginseng fruit and stuffed it into his mouth. His mouth was filled with an indescribable fragrance!
"This dream... can actually have taste feedback!"
As he ate, he muttered, "How long have I been starving in the imperial capital!"
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