Chapter 486

The primogenitor of Asura squinted his murky eyes and looked at Mengqi.

"The feeling of the Acheron …"

Before he finished speaking, he lifted his right hand and dragged out a dark red, almost black blade aura. The entire temple was immediately filled with shrill howls, disturbing one's mind and destroying one's ferociousness. The void floated, and countless mutilated bodies could be faintly seen, surging with the blade aura.

With one strike, the creatures that the primogenitor of Asura had killed seemed to reappear one by one!

The world was created, the Nine Serenities were born, and the primogenitor of Asura was born. Since then, he had been fighting and killing non-stop. Until today, the number of souls that he had killed was unimaginable. The horrifying murderous aura and cruelty that could make even gods lose their will to fight and be slaughtered by him.

Facing the blade aura and hearing the screams, the smile on Mengqi's face did not change. He bent his finger and gently flicked it.

Suddenly, a murky, blood-brown sword aura shot out like a miniature Acheron. Within it, there were countless resentful spirits that had fallen forever. They all let out shrill ghost cries that were not inferior to the howls of the blade aura.

Whoosh!

Opposite the Green Limestone Temple, the rolling Acheron surged with waves and waves. The fallen ghosts that had been accumulating since their birth roared and hissed, their voices shaking both sides.

The sword aura blocked the blade aura, and the blood-brown washed away the memories of the dead souls. It drowned the broken limbs, and the ghost cries and screams neutralized each other. The temple was silent.

Without a sound, the murky, blood-brown sword aura and the dark red, almost black blade aura canceled each other out. There was only a little ripple in the void.

But at the moment when the two of them collided, in the Asura Tribe on the other side of the Wasteland, Bran suddenly felt a sharp pain in her ears. She felt as if her head was being twisted by a blunt knife, and the pain went straight to her soul. She completely lost control of her body, and her legs turned to jelly. She fell to the ground, clutching her head as she rolled on the ground. All around her, all the Asuras were in the same pain. The evil dragons that were flying in the sky above the Wasteland fell straight down, creating a huge crater.

The primogenitor of Asura and Mengqi did not launch any follow-up attacks. They stood opposite each other quietly, bathed in the green lamp, as if the previous collision was just a dream.

"To be able to cultivate this level of the power of Acheron, other than the few old fellows who could have created clones and tried to control the Acheron, I'm afraid only the one in the Real World who created the original demonic path." The primogenitor of Asura said slowly with an old and decayed voice that sounded like a blunt knife scraping the bones, "You seem to be the real body of Acheron that he created."

At this point, he laughed at himself, "I've sealed myself for too long and have been silent for many years. I really don't know much about the current situation in the Real World. Maybe there are other rising stars who have proven the real body of Acheron and pushed it to this level."

Mengqi took a step forward with his hands behind his back. The dim yellow lamp reflected the mottled light, and he smiled.

"Fellow Daoist truly has a keen eye."

He seemed to be admitting that he was the real body of Acheron created by the Demonic Monarch.

The primogenitor of Asura took a deep look at him, and the exaggerated wrinkles on his face shook a few times, "What is the purpose of you deliberately passing the news of Acheron's reincarnation to me?"

"The disappearance of Acheron's reincarnation nearby is very likely related to the secret of this stone temple built by Gautama Buddha. I can't figure it out at the moment." Mengqi confessed in a very leisurely tone that he was not able to do it. "You were born at the beginning of the Nine Serenities, and have experienced almost all the times of the Nine Serenities era so far. You've most likely witnessed Gautama Buddha building this temple, and even had some interactions. You're the most suitable person to ask for advice from. Therefore, I've revealed this news to you through the mouths of these two young friends. If you're not interested, I can only find another way. As the saying goes, those who are willing will take the bait."

The primogenitor of Asura snorted, "When Gautama Buddha built this stone temple, he enlightened many powerhouses from the Asura Clan, and they evolved into a clan of Buddhist protectors."

With just a few words, he outlined a soul-stirring picture. It was conceivable that he and the Asura Clan could not be enlightened by Gautama Buddha, and many battles and conflicts had occurred during this period.

For such a big shot, he, who was half god and half demon, did not directly call him an old bald donkey.

He's indeed a living fossil, a witness of history … Mengqi nodded slightly and said, "Why did Gautama Buddha build this limestone temple? Was it really to suppress certain existences? "

The primogenitor of Asura shook his head, and his eyes became more and more cloudy, as if he had fallen into a distant memory.

"At that time, it seemed that Gautama Buddha had not yet reached the Nirvana Realm, but it also seemed that he had been there for a long time. The specific state of big shots like them is not something we can understand. He came to the Nine Serenities alone to preach and persuade demons, from the Nether Sea to the Dharmakaya Heaven, from the Black Prison to the Devil's Pool, from the Acheron to the Asura Field. He measured step by step. At that time, the Demonic Lord and the Heavenly Killer were still around, but he did not do anything too excessive, as if he wanted to complete a penance."

"In this process, he stopped eighteen times, and every time he stopped, he built a similar limestone temple. Nine of them were located deep within the Nine Serenities, and the other nine were along the banks of the Acheron River, without suppressing any existences."

"For so many years, I have been thinking about why he built the limestone temple. I vaguely understood that he seemed to be exploring the mystery of the Nine Serenities to perfect himself. These eighteen limestone temples were the tools he used to measure the Nine Serenities."

Exploring the mystery of the Nine Serenities to perfect himself? Mengqi's heart skipped a beat, and he vaguely felt that he was about to touch the secret of the Nirvana Realm.

"Unfortunately, I really can't figure out the specific reason. Perhaps I will only truly understand when I reach the level of the Heavenly Killer and the others," the primogenitor of Asura sighed.

Mengqi took two steps forward and said slowly, "So, there are no powerhouses sealed in the limestone temple? In other words, no one witnessed the disappearance of the Acheron's reincarnation … "

The clues seemed to have been cut off.

At this point, Mengqi suddenly had a flash of inspiration. He turned his head to look at the primogenitor of Asura and said with a smile, "If there were no clues here, you wouldn't have come at all. There must be a reason for you to come here in the middle of the night."

The primogenitor of Asura chuckled and said sarcastically, "The Buddha is merciful, and he has mercy on the living beings of the Nine Serenities. When he built the temple, he had his own arrangements. As long as you have good intentions and are willing to put down the butcher's knife, you will be able to step into the Pure Land and be liberated."

"Light the green lamp, knock on the wooden fish, and sincerely chant the scriptures or the name of the Buddha in front of the faceless Buddha, and you will see the Pure Land."

Mengqi had a sudden realization, "There is another Pure Land hidden in the limestone temple. You suspect that Acheron's reincarnation has entered it?"

The primogenitor of Asura nodded and sighed, "I've lived for too long, so long that I thought I could live forever. However, the truth told me that it was just an illusion. For this reason, I searched for the origin of life and death, and wanted to understand the mystery of death. However, I couldn't find the 'door'. The only thing I got was to follow the 'Acheron' and escape upstream. After a few thousand years, I walked back to where I started."

In other words, Acheron went around in a circle? It formed a cycle with no source and no end? If that's the case, where is its origin, and where is the origin of life and death? Mengqi was slightly moved. He suddenly smiled and said, "You are half a god and half a demon. You love to kill and fight, and you have the selfishness and coldness of the demons and gods. How did you overcome your nature and tell me such a secret?"

To be honest, if it wasn't for the Yuan Xin Seal that was secretly cast by Acheron's skeleton telling him that there was no problem, Mengqi wouldn't have believed it.

The primogenitor of Asura's murky eyes suddenly lit up, and he said lightly,

"It's not that I've overcome my nature, it's that my fear of death has overcome other desires."

After so many years, he still hadn't made any progress on his own. He had to rely on external forces, and the mystery of the origin of life and death was definitely not something that could be monopolized.

"Then let's enter the Pure Land." Mengqi didn't say anything else and pointed at the faceless Buddha.

The primogenitor of Asura laughed, "For you and I to put down the butcher's knife and have kindness in our hearts, I'm afraid it's no less than understanding the mystery of life and death. We have to find another suitable living being."

Mengqi smiled and didn't say anything else. He strolled to the incense table, picked up the stone mallet, and woke up the wooden fish.

In an instant, his temperament changed abruptly, turning from an evil old man who had gone through the vicissitudes of life to a merciful eminent monk with a clear mind of zen. The white hair on his temples carried a hint of "so that's how it is" after experiencing the mortal world and finally being enlightened.

The name of Buddha was heard, and the sound of zen echoed. The primogenitor of Asura looked at the back of Mengqi's old figure in a brocade robe, and there were ripples in his heart.

If it wasn't for the fact that the evil death of the Real Acheron was still vivid in his mind, he might have thought that Meng Qi was a real ascetic monk who had lived for an unknown amount of time.

For the first time, he had the feeling that he couldn't see through Meng Qi.

Unknowingly, the meditation hall became quieter and quieter, and the faceless Buddha's face gradually distorted, turning into the appearance of an old man like Mengqi.

I see Tathagata, and Tathagata is me!

As soon as the face of Buddha appeared, a clear glaze light surged out of the green lamp, transforming into a golden gate full of swastikas in front of Mengqi and the primogenitor of Asura.

Being a monk is my old profession … Mengqi secretly mocked himself. He and the primogenitor of Asura looked back at the door at the same time, then stepped into the gate of the Pure Land.

When the two figures disappeared, the Bloody Massacre Taoist suddenly appeared outside the stone temple, his eyes filled with joy and confusion.