There was a place called Moqiu by the East Ocean in Chaotian. There was a famous Guocheng Temple in Moqiu, where a certain emperor and Taiping Zhenren had been the chief monk. Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue had cultivated there for a long time. Liu Shisui and Xiao He had even worked as farmers in the small vegetable garden outside the temple for a while.
Many years ago, there was no Guocheng Temple here. There was a thatched hut in front of the mountain, and a farmer walked out of the hut.
He worked hard for a while and served as a general for a few years. He became a Cultivation practitioner after comprehending the Dao on the battlefield. Later, he went to the Thousand-Mile Windy Corridor and became the personal disciple of Saint Zeng.
After Saint Zeng ascended, he traveled the world.
He was neither happy nor sad.
He didn't speak a word.
One day, he walked past the gate of the Shui Yue Nunnery and praised the peach flowers as beautiful as he saw them.
Then, he went to the East Ocean. Seeing the red sun falling into the Heavenly Well and thinking that he still couldn't enter the Underworld, he suddenly realized something.
He became a monk by touching his head with his hand. He turned around and returned to the thatched hut in Moqiu, which had collapsed many years ago, and built a temple there.
That temple was the Guocheng Temple.
The Guocheng Temple enjoyed a high reputation in Chaotian.
He was the first doctor monk.
And he was the founder of the Zen sects.
He was the Great Compassion Monk.
The Great Compassion Monk had a long life, which was considered a blessing by the people. He passed away in meditation two thousand years later, and his body became the Buddha and came to this world.
As far as the Cultivation practitioners in Chaotian were concerned, the Great Compassion Monk was an outstanding senior, a figure in the legends, or even myths.
That day in the castle of the Hua Clan, the young woman had demonstrated to Zhao Layue the different paths of the ascendants, and she mentioned the Great Compassion Monk in particular.
Zhao Layue thought the star chart looked familiar at the time, but she realized that it was the Main Planet.
The Great Compassion Monk had been on the Main Planet the entire time, waiting to meet her.
No matter how confident Zhao Layue was, she wouldn't underestimate such an existence. However, she didn't expect him to like hoverboards as much as she did. What's more, she didn't expect him to tell her that she had just changed her Buddhist name, and that her Buddhist name was so strange and joyous.
The light of the distant star was somewhat obscured by the main star. The two figures gradually disappeared into the shadows. There was no air in space, so naturally, there was no wind. However, the light-colored monk's robe was still fluttering. It was easy to think of that famous joke in Zen Buddhism. In fact, according to the records of Zen Buddhism, that sentence was said by this young monk.
Logically speaking, a place without wind would not be able to transmit sound. However, Monk Great Sorrow's voice was so clear and he did not open his mouth.
"You shouldn't be here."
The first sentence of the Great Compassion Monk, or rather the Joyous Monk, did not have any hidden meaning in it, nor did it have any aura of compassion for the state of the universe. It was direct and full of pressure.
As his voice spread out into the cold universe, several battleships and an unimaginable number of space weapon platforms in the distance began to slowly change their positions, aiming at Zhao Layue.
The hoverboard under the young monk's feet silently split open and turned into a round plate that he stepped on. The round plate was painted with gold and various colors. The patterns were unusually complicated. They were dozens of pictures and stories. As the light changed, the pictures and stories would also change, showing the reincarnation of various worlds, emitting an ancient and mysterious aura.
This should be the treasure of Zen Buddhism — Great Nirvana.
It was said that the Nirvana Sutra and many other supernatural powers in the Guocheng Temple came from this treasure.
Back then, when Jing Jiu dropped the last grain of sand, the grains of sand in the porcelain plate became mountains and rivers. It was also a method passed down from the same origin.
However, compared to the picture of mountains and rivers in the porcelain plate, the patterns and contents of the Great Nirvana were countless times more complicated. It was as if there were countless real worlds.
Not to mention using the Great Nirvana, an ordinary person's spirit would be deeply immersed in the patterns just by looking at the patterns on it. They would be unable to extricate themselves and would sink into oblivion.
Zhao Layue did not care about the battleships and space weapon platforms in the distance. She also did not care about the mysterious aura emitted by the Great Nirvana. She casually glanced at it and looked away.
The hovering skateboard under her feet cracked open soundlessly, and a blood-red sword came out from it and was stepped on by her feet. The Thoughtless Sword was so bright and pure that it had nothing but the bloody smell and lethal intent. It was the complete opposite of the three thousand complicated worlds of the Great Nirvana.
Countless formidable sword wills full of lethal intent came out from the universe, piercing toward the Joyous Monk's body from countless directions.
Thousands of bloody lines seemed to appear in the dark space of the universe.
The Joyous Monk drifted backward on the Great Nirvana, traveling thousands of miles away. The expression in his eyes when he looked at Zhao Layue was a bit different; it was unclear whether it was admiration or admiration. "Even Li Chunyang doesn't have such a formidable and determined sword will. I didn't expect the young generation in Chaotian to be so powerful. But you can't kill me."
Cao Yuan cultivated the golden body in the small temple in White Town, and the Snow Girl couldn't break through his defense. Later, when the world was destroyed by Taiping Zhenren, his golden body could even withstand the weight of heaven and earth. The Joyous Monk was the founder of the Zen sects, and his physical body had become the Buddha when he ascended. It was indeed difficult for the Thoughtless Sword to break through his defense, but the Lone Sword had a better chance.
Zhao Layue asked fearlessly, "What are you doing here?"
Since he said she shouldn't come, she asked him what he was doing here. It was quite reasonable.
The battleships and many space weapon platforms in the distance were ready to launch.
Ran Donglou had already resigned, so he had no power to interfere with the defense system of the Main Planet.
After the death of General Li, the ascendants were divided into several groups. This young monk and Chen Ya were the most influential, not counting Zeng Ju who was far away at the 857 Base.
Of course, this was based on the premise that the grandmasters of Aoyama hadn't expressed their opinion yet.
There were many reasons why the Joyous Monk didn't like Zhao Layue appearing on the Main Planet and staying there. He didn't need to explain it to Zhao Layue because of his transcendent status in the two worlds.
Yet, Zhao Layue knew that he must have something to say to her.
The projection of the Main Planet shone on the two of them, looking pure and gloomy.
No sound could be heard in the quiet space.
"I want to surrender."
The voice of the Joyous Monk rang out in Zhao Layue's awareness.
Besides her, nobody and no monitoring device could hear these four words.
Neither the ubiquitous young priest nor the spiritual awareness of the grandmasters of Aoyama could penetrate the universe.
Zhao Layue looked at him in Silence.
All of a sudden, her line of sight fell on the Grand Nirvana. She looked thoughtfully at the scenes in the worlds that might have been imagined.
The Joyous Monk was the grandmaster of the Zen sects, and he had a transcendent status in both Chaotian and this world. It was unnecessary and impossible for him to surrender to Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue. For someone of his status to say the word 'surrender' so seriously, there was only one explanation.
He intended to surrender to the Sea of Dark Matter along with the entire human race.
This was even more extreme and incomprehensible than Zhao Layue's willingness to follow Jing Jiu. It was a true and unreasonable betrayal. Everybody knew that the Sea of Dark Matter was an objective existence without consciousness and thoughts, and it was impossible for it to accept the surrender of any intelligent life. As such, the human civilization could fight to the last moment.
"In the galaxy beyond the fog, I saw the birth of two suns, the departure of two outstanding fellows, the shadow of death, and the terror and joy between life and death," the voice of the Joyous Monk rang out in her awareness. "So let's surrender together."
Just like that, he casually spoke his most secretive thoughts, his craziest thoughts.
The Thoughtless Sword quivered slightly in the windless space, and the sword will invisible to the naked eye engraved the words in the deep part of the Joyous Monk's eyes, indicating Zhao Layue's attitude.
"The Sea of Dark Matter won't accept surrender."
"The Sea of Dark Matter didn't before, but it might happen now. It's because the Sea of Dark Matter might have a consciousness. "
"Why?"
"Because nobody can find the Snow Girl."
The Joyous Monk looked at the star-like space stations above the Main Planet with a faint smile.
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Different people had different explanations as to why Jing Jiu wanted to write the book called "The Path Toward Heaven"; but in the most direct sense, everybody accepted the same reason: he wanted to use this book to let the grandmasters of Green Mountain, the Immortal Chunyang or the Snow Girl find him.
The Grandmaster of Aoyama and the Immortal Chunyang appeared, but the Snow Girl didn't.
The Cultivation experiences of the human ascendants in Chaotian had always been closely related to the confrontation with the Queen of the north.
They had guessed the true meaning of Chaotian after they came to this world and guessed that the Snow Girl was a simulation of the Sea of Dark Matter. Now that they learned from the book that the Snow Girl was here, they of course wanted to find her.
They hadn't mentioned the Snow Girl in front of Jing Jiu even once, which indicated how much they valued and feared the Snow Girl.
That young priest inherited the legacy of god, so she also wanted to find the Snow Girl; but the surveillance network of the whole galaxy didn't find any trace of her.
Since they couldn't find the Snow Girl here, there was only one explanation: she was not here.
If she was not here, she could only be there.
It was the Sea of Dark Matter.
If the Snow Girl went to the Sea of Dark Matter, what kind of influence would she have?
Chaotian was the laboratory left by god; did he leave only one solution for the humans? Would he still pin all his hopes on the All in One Sword after they had perished together? Perhaps, he intended to find a way to coexist with the Sea of Dark Matter through the Snow Girl. It sounded absurd, but the Joyous Monk believed that there should be a new method to control the monsters infected by the Sea of Dark Matter through the Snow Girl or some other method. He believed that there should be a new method.
Zhao Layue fell silent for a long time. The Thoughtless Sword didn't quiver anymore, appearing exceedingly calm.
Though the Joyous Monk didn't explain his idea, she understood it.
If the Snow Girl became the ruler of the monsters of the Sea of Dark Matter, the humans would have someone to surrender to for the first time.
Even if the Sea of Dark Matter couldn't disappear completely, the Snow Girl could at least control those monsters to make the humans safer and have more time.
"Do you think the Snow Girl will become the ruler of those monsters?"
"Why not?"
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