The moon was hanging in the west, and Taibai Mountain was hanging high in the sky. The silhouette of the morning vaguely appeared on the mountainside.
This was the second time that Mengqi faced Ananda face-to-face. However, during the battle of Spirited Mountain last time, he saw the Devil Buddha Ananda who wore a dark golden kasaya with one shoulder exposed. Now, it was the original Ananda, one of the two most outstanding disciples of Gautama Buddha, and the former ancient Thunder God.
Unfortunately, it was not considered a real face-to-face, because this was just a stamp. However, without Gautama Buddha's suppression, what he saw would also be the historical shadow left by the Devil Buddha Ananda, who could transform into the Devil Buddha at any time. He would never be able to see the pure Venerable Ananda again, even if he could go back to the past and occupy the future.
For the big shots of the Nirvana Realm, the state of existence had already surpassed the real world, and half surpassed the River of Time. It would be wishful thinking to kill them when they were weak to nip the bud of danger. If he could not defeat him now, he would not be able to defeat him even if he went back to the past.
Of course, it did not mean that going back to the past would not affect the big shots of the Nirvana Realm, because different big shots of the Nirvana Realm had different levels of backtracking to the past. Beginners often only backtracked to their first life, while the oldest Nirvana Realm person like Heavenly Lord Yuanshi could backtrack to the beginning of everything. If the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi chose to destroy the world when the multiverse was just born, the subsequent Nirvana Realm people would also die in the cradle. Heavenly Lord Lingbao's rebirth might be this meaning, but unfortunately, he was not the only oldest Nirvana Realm person.
In other words, the more powerful the big shots of the Nirvana Realm were, the more ancient they were.
For the big shots of the Nirvana Realm, the common weakness was the future. The future had all kinds of possibilities and countless branches. If one did not achieve the fruit of Dao, they would not be able to occupy all of them, leaving opportunities for the enemy to take advantage of. When the matter was over, they wanted to backtrack to make up for it, but would the enemy be willing? How could it be easily made up for without a combination or an increase in the level of "antiquity"?
After the Demonic Sage reached the Nirvana Realm, he was severely defeated at Spirited Mountain because of this reason. Judging from the fact that the Devil Buddha did not try to change the course of the disaster of Spirited Mountain, there were most likely other Nirvana Realm people present at that time.
Only the Nirvana Realm people could restrain the Nirvana Realm people!
To the living beings in the sea of bitterness, the Nirvana Ones had already violated the normal logic to a certain extent. Naturally, they were unable to contend against them. Even if they relied on the weakness of the Nirvana Ones, deep sleep or other external conditions to win a round by luck, when the Nirvana Ones recovered and went back to the past to change history, they would still lose. Even they themselves would not have the memory of winning and would only remember that they had lost in the beginning.
Therefore, when he thought of the Devil Buddha and the Ajati Matriarch (Golden Emperor), Meng Qi felt that the road ahead was long and he could not afford to relax.
The grey-robed monk, Ananda, walked up the stairs and went to the pavilion halfway up the mountain. He also noticed the presence of the Sage of Arithmetic, Meng Qi, and Bi Jingxuan. He looked over with a pair of tired and sorrowful but strangely clear eyes.
Meng Qi stared at her, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
Ananda looked away and nodded at the Sage of Arithmetic. He planned to cross the Half-Mountain Pavilion and climb to the top of the mountain. He did not sense Mengqi, as if he was nothing special.
"Sure enough, it's just a brand. It can only respond according to the course of history. It can't detect the connection between me and himself when I suddenly appear …" Meng Qi sighed to himself.
The Sage of Arithmetic stood up, patted his ancient robe, tidied his snow-like silver hair, and walked out of the Half-Mountain Pavilion with a smile. He stopped in front of Ananda and bowed, "Master, how should I address you? I would like to ask for directions. "
Ananda put his palms together and said, "My body is empty, and so is my name. You can call me whatever you want."
"What directions do you want to ask for?"
Mengqi and Bi Jingxuan walked behind the Sage of Arithmetic. He said with a smile, "I would like to ask for directions to the remains of the Heavenly Court."
Ananda was stunned. Even Mengqi was speechless. The Sage of Arithmetic was so direct and arrogant. He had a proud look as if he already knew that Meng Qi knew. If it was him, he would also want to beat him up, just like how he wanted to beat up the Grand Wang Trickster. It seemed that his previous suspicion was wrong. He was indeed his biological son, but they had two different styles.
It was not easy for the Sage of Arithmetic to live to this age. It was a pity that he had suffered losses again and again. Finally, he learned from his mistakes and left his family's teachings. Now that he had been instructed by Meng Qi in advance, would he wake up earlier and suffer less losses?
Ananda looked down and turned the prayer beads in his left hand, "Follow me if you want to go."
His tone was calm and indifferent. It was the standard behavior of a senior monk.
At this time, the demonic thoughts in his heart had not taken over the host … Mengqi nodded thoughtfully. Suddenly, he noticed that the prayer beads in Ananda's hand were different from other black or brown prayer beads. There were only five prayer beads. Some were yellow, some were transparent and moist, some were purple, some were black and white, and some were plain. They were refined from the Qi of Merit, Holy Virtue, Virtue, Morality, and Yin Virtue respectively. They were of very high quality.
Ananda refined a heavenly weapon according to the Path of the Demonic Sage's Five Virtues? Could it be a token of love? Thinking of this, Mengqi suddenly thought of something. His scalp was a little numb.
At this moment, Ananda should have the Seal of Samsara on him!
The Seal of Samsara was not suppressed. Relying on it, the Devil Buddha could reveal his power and form the Six Paths of Samsara!
Don't do anything too exciting to the Seal of Samsara. Maybe it will take the initiative to attack … Mengqi was only glad that the Seal of Samsara was also a peerless heavenly weapon that had been refined for a long time. It needed to sleep to resist the scouring of the River of Time. Otherwise, he would have been captured.
Of course, if the Seal of Samsara was awakened at all costs, the Invincible Blade might not help. After all, no one knew how the Devil Buddha's imprint was worn down.
Moreover, there were so many big shots and great mediums who were unwilling to see the Devil Buddha complete. Would they just let the Seal of Samsara capture him?
Others could attack him, but not the Devil Buddhas!
The grey-robed Ananda had the Buddhist Commandment Blade on his waist. He stepped forward and walked to the top of the mountain without saying anything. The Sage of Arithmetic, Mengqi, and Bi Jingxuan followed closely behind.
After walking for a while, Mengqi found that the route Ananda took was quite mysterious. It seemed to contain some formation.
Could this be the route to open the remains of the Heavenly Court by force? While Mengqi was puzzled, Bi Jingxuan's soft voice came into his ears, "Friend Su, do you know the identity of this monk? I think he is not to be underestimated."
After chatting while waiting, she knew that Mengqi, Mr. Lu, and the others came from the Real World. It was the core area of the Real World that had been isolated from the Seven Seas and Twenty-Eight Worlds for a long time. They were currently in the medieval era of this area. Therefore, he was familiar with history and people.
Heh, you asked the right person. I'm afraid that even the Sage of Arithmetic doesn't know Ananda who has gone through reincarnation … Mengqi said nonchalantly, "He is the Lord Ananda, one of the top ten disciples of Gautama Buddha. He is now using the method of entering the world of reincarnation to escape from the sea of sufferings."
"The Lord Ananda? He didn't fall during the great calamity of Spirited Mountain? "Bi Jingxuan obviously knew about Spirited Mountain. She knew that thousands of Buddhas passed away and the Great Sage disappeared without a trace.
But she didn't know the most important point. Ananda was the culprit! Mengqi thought quickly and said, "Yes, during the great calamity of Spirited Mountain, the Bodhisattva Manjushri, the Lord Kasyapa, and other great mediums didn't escape and fell in it. Only the Lord Ananda and a few others managed to escape. Fairy Bi, do you know what happened during the great calamity of Spirited Mountain?"
Did the Three Sky Goddesses record anything about it?
Bi Jingxuan said, "The patriarchs are not very clear about the details of the battle at Spirited Mountain. They only said that it was a continuation of the War of Deification in the past and was one of the battlefields for the opportunity to attain Dao. They also said that the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi of the Three Pristines took action and forcefully opened the source of time and cut off the River of Time in the Real World and all the universes. This period of history was directly extracted and evolved into another Real World. That's why this period of history was lost. Only the mighty people of the Legendary Realm and above have an impression of it and have records. The specific situation may only be found in that world."
Meng Qi was shocked. He heard a clap of thunder in the silence. Was Bi Jingxuan describing the origin of the World of Deification?
The Heavenly Lord Yuanshi could forcefully open the source of time and directly cut off all the River of Time to extract a period of history?
This was beyond his imagination. The Heavenly Lord Yuanshi had actually reached such a realm. Was this the so-called embryonic form of Dao Fruit?
Amidst the tremors, Mengqi, Bi Jingxuan, and the Sage of Arithmetic followed Ananda to the peak of Jade Emperor Mountain.
Seeing that Bi Jingxuan didn't hide such important information, Mengqi suddenly felt a little guilty and deliberately added, "The battle at Spirited Mountain was very strange. Those who could leave alive were not good people. There were even mighty people who suspected that one of them was the culprit of the incident at Spirited Mountain. Don't believe Ananda easily."
"Thank you," Bi Jingxuan turned her head and looked at Mengqi. Her eyes were sincere and her tone was sincere.
This made Meng Qi blush with shame. He, who was used to scheming and telling lies, felt ashamed of himself when he met such a simple-minded person.
"Namo, I am Gautama Buddha." Ananda chanted the name of Buddha in a low voice and stepped into the sea of clouds at the peak. As he walked down, the white clouds lined up and formed a floating staircase.
Walking along the staircase, Mengqi and the others suddenly saw light. They only felt that there were faint ripples around them and there were collapsed palaces everywhere.
This was a relic that couldn't be found intact. However, the erosion of time didn't seem to appear here, and the expansion of divine senses was also restricted.
After a few steps and bypassing a few hills of wreckage, the front suddenly opened up. A large hall stood in the center with only the main door left. There seemed to be flowing water around it, bringing a sense of majesty. It seemed that the Celestial Ruler had once stood here and fought with some powerful people of the Nirvana Realm.
At this time, the main door was red. A person was sitting below, surrounded by time. He was wearing a loose robe with big sleeves and a handsome face. He had the unique charm of a demon.
Devil Master Han Guang!
Mengqi's eyes narrowed and his heart was beating fast.
He actually came to Jade Emperor Mountain!
…
In Xuanyang, the fake Mengqi in a green robe strolled on the street with his hands behind his back. He was in a good and relaxed mood.
Going back to the past allowed him to get rid of Yuan Hong's control. Although his mind was mostly instilled with the original ideas, he had some self-awareness and was no longer a pure incarnation and puppet of White Hair.
"I have to take advantage of this short opportunity to kill that Su Meng and then find a way to return safely. By then, I will bear his karma and become the real him, no longer being controlled by Yuan Hong," he thought happily.
