"The Great Sage, Heaven's Equal too?" Mengqi vaguely understood his own situation and was not surprised, but he did not expect Sun Wukong to also become the product of Heavenly Lord Yuanshi's subtraction.
Yang Jian nodded slightly, "In the primitive times, after witnessing Heavenly Lord Yuanshi's subtraction and attainment of the Realm of Dao Fruit, the patriarch began to explore his own path, which was slightly different from Heavenly Lord Yuanshi's. He cut out the Holy Buddha and entered the pure land with the help of Bodhi Ancient Buddha to perfect the Eight Nine Mysteries, which was the beginning of everything. Passing the Arts of Eight-Nine to Sun Wukong through Bodhi Ancient Buddha was the first attempt. He cut out the seal of Tao and left it to you, which was the second and possibly the last effort."
"Heavenly Lord Yuanshi's remaining Heavenly Way monster, Gautama cut out the Golden Cicada, carrying the Mahayana Dharma and shedding its shell. The Premier Teacher's method seems to be more indirect," Mengqi thought about what Yang Jian described and realized the difference.
Shouldn't the product of subtraction and attainment be cut out directly from the body?
A smile appeared on Yang Jian's face as he said, "Yes, borrowing the objects of other Nirvana Realm individuals to carry oneself to reduce the consequences of seeking emptiness and to avoid certain bad things. Moreover, the selection is not random, as it is one of the cardinal mechanisms of the calamity at that time. Just like the Monkey King is the Five-Colored Stone left by the Demon Emperor, you are the additional self that the Devil Buddha has hidden. The whole process is mainly guided, in order to minimize the relationship with the deity as much as possible."
"I see," Mengqi sighed softly.
Even if the body reached the Nirvana Realm, the road to Dao was still long.
After sighing, he asked, "Do you know where the Premier Teacher is now?"
To reach the Nirvana Realm, a major catastrophe was the enemy's obstruction. It was very important to find out the whereabouts and situation of the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi to confirm in advance if he should be included in the situation.
Yang Jian's smile suddenly turned bitter, "Other than the Dao De Patriarch, I'm afraid there is only one person in the world who knows the whereabouts of the patriarch. You should exclude him when you calculate the will of heaven. It is expected that he did not take action, but it is a surprise to have help. It is just icing on the cake and does not affect the overall situation. It is the same with the Lingbao Patriarch."
He obviously did not want to clarify which existence other than the Dao De Patriarch knew the whereabouts of the Heavenly Lord Yuanshi.
"As expected," Mengqi nodded slightly without any disappointment or frustration.
At this moment, Yang Jian changed the topic and said, "Youngest Uncle, although you have moved the past into the Nine Levels of Underground, the traces of the imprint are still in the real world. If you want to reach the Nirvana Realm, it is far from enough to just trace the past in the Nine Levels of Underground. Moreover, it is almost impossible to reach the Nirvana Realm in the Nine Levels of Underground. Benefiting from the Nine Levels of Underground, but also limited by the Nine Levels of Underground, the Demonic Lord in the past had chosen to leave this place and create his own Demonic World in the void.
"I understand this, but as soon as I return to the Real World, it will definitely lead to a clash between the Nirvana Realm Individuals. The situation now seems to be balanced, but it might not necessarily be so." Over the years, Mengqi had discussed this with Gu Xiaosang many times. "Dao De Patriarch is undoubtedly on my side. There will be no change. The Qing Emperor is friendly to me and is willing to protect me from the Ajati Matriarch, but he may not be willing to see me reach the Nirvana Realm. Just like the Demon Emperor, he will help me grow and weaken the Devil Buddha, but he most likely does not want me to break free from the sea of bitterness."
"To the Nirvana Realm Individuals, the number of bigwigs will never increase if it's not necessary. One more Nirvana Realm Individuals will mean endless variables."
"Among those who oppose me, the Ajati Matriarch and I are sworn enemies, the Bodhi Ancient Buddha has a past grudge, and Amitabha will definitely not want me to reach the Nirvana Realm, recreate humanity, and destroy the general trend of the Buddhist land. They are determined and their attitude is clear. There is almost no room for redemption."
Mengqi's expression did not change as he analyzed, as if he was describing other people's affairs, "Therefore, to me, the most important thing now is to build up momentum and provoke problems step by step. I have to create opportunities for the Qing Emperor and the Demon Emperor to be firm in their attitude, take the initiative to change, and seek new allies from the Nirvana Realm. Of course, even at this stage, I cannot act rashly. The enemy and I seem to be barely balanced, but as long as I return to the real world and cause a collision between the Nirvana Realms, there will definitely be people with bad intentions to release the Devil Buddha and reverse the situation."
The remaining seal of Spirited Mountain was loosening day by day, and it seemed like it would not take long for the Devil Buddha to break free on his own. It could not be ruled out that the Metal Emperor and the others would take the risk and release this variable in advance.
As for the Heavenly Way Monster and the Fu Emperor, their conditions were very problematic, and it was possible that both sides could be controlled.
Yang Jian nodded and agreed with Mengqi, then said, "But to reach the Nirvana Realm, one must first return to the real world. Youngest Uncle-Master, you have to plan as soon as possible. If you delay, you will miss the opportunity of Maitreya, and the Devil Buddha will break free on his own."
He looked at the route that Lin Suhe had "retreated" just now, and his expression was thoughtful.
"Alright," Mengqi answered calmly.
Yang Jian took a deep look at him, and felt that there was nothing unusual in his words and actions. There was no fatigue, no pain, no melancholy, only that his eyes were getting darker. But the more it was like this, the more he could see the flames of hatred hidden deep in his heart. He had used similar emotions as fuel, and it would never be extinguished.
"Youngest Uncle-Master, after you have consolidated your previous small breakthrough, we can work together to look for the Black Heaven Emperor's Dao and Dharma discussion, and then we can help Emperor Xuanming to create waves in Luohou and the Black Prison." Yang Jian patted his Taoist robe, stood up slowly, and turned into a clear light that was almost chaotic, and rushed up to the sky.
Ever since Ninoran Tianzun obtained the Claws Of The Devil, the demons of all levels had surrendered, except for a few fake Nirvana Realm.
Quietly watching Yang Jian go far away, Mengqi slowly closed his eyes. The mud ball on top of his head opened, and a sparkling fruit rushed out, surrounded by an illusory flowing incomplete long river.
The fruit flew out, and the long river followed, blending with the River of Time that connected the Nine Serenities. Mengqi's body suddenly became illusory, and so did the figures that passed by. They seemed to have connected with each other, and became an ancient snake entrenched in the long river of fate.
At the beginning of this life, Mengqi opened his eyes, but he did not stop. He went up in the opposite direction, and the water in front of him was dark. His surroundings seemed to have formed a tunnel full of mysterious patterns, faintly showing the scenery of the Nine Serenities outside, constantly flickering and changing.
After going against the flow for an unknown period of time, his heart suddenly moved, and the tunnel collapsed. His figure appeared somewhere in the Nine Serenities, and the Black Sun Demonic Fog was no different from what he saw daily.
Raising his head and looking outside the Nine Serenities, Mengqi saw a giant lion entrenched in the void. It had nine heads, and its snoring was like thunder, shaking the heaven and earth, blocking the exit.
Grand Saint of Nine Spirits?
The Grand Saint of Nine Spirits that guarded the gate of the Nine Serenities?
Had he returned to the beginning of the ancient times, or the medieval times?
The Grand Saint of Nine Spirits seemed to have noticed that he was being spied on. He stopped snoring and opened his 18 eyes, and each of them reflected a pair of eyes that were as deep as the bottom of the sea, cold and evil to the extreme.
Even with the realm and strength of the Grand Saint of Nine Spirits, he could not help but shiver at this moment, inexplicably horrified.
"Where did this fake Nirvana Realm come from? It's even scarier than the Black Heaven Emperor, Emperor Xuanming, and Ninoran Tianzun! Could it be from the future? "The Grand Saint of Nine Spirits' expression became unusually solemn.
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Lin Suhe kept the Galaxy Meteorite Crystal, hid the green jade box, and flew across the sky, heading straight to the nearest island with a teleportation circle.
At this moment, his eyes lit up, and rays of pale golden glaze light spread out. A fat monk holding an alms bowl appeared inside.
The monk looked at Lin Suhe with a smile.
"Namo Amitabha, the jade box in your arms is fated with Buddha."
