MM Racing Chapter 1036 Heaven and Earth
Chapter 1036 Heaven and Earth
Chapter 1036 Heaven and Earth
"The servants' quarters and dormitories where Emperor Yuanhuang Su Meng once lived can be fenced off and turned into a cultural tourism project, with a sign that reads, 'The place where the mad monk attained enlightenment; only today do I realize who I am.'"
"Our temple's reputation was damaged a few years ago because of the fake monk Kongwen. We might as well take this opportunity to develop a piece of merchandise. The same broom that Su Meng wore is only 998."
"Of course I know Shaolin doesn't value these things, but the transmission of culture can also lead to the spread of positive energy, senior. I haven't finished speaking yet."
"I don't know why, but I felt a sense of joy the moment I saw you. May we talk some more, senior?"
As dusk settled and the air grew colder, the portly monk Xuanxin was so annoyed that he felt nauseous and lost all appetite for his favorite fatty meat and wine.
The chattering monk from out of town never stopped talking from beginning to end, making it feel like there were a thousand monks chanting in your head. Abbot Kongwen wanted to avoid him, but he insisted that he must treat this guest from afar well.
Gee.
After calculating the time, he suddenly grinned, revealing a smile that carried a hint of relief.
Immediately, his body grew larger and transformed into a white-furred monster with wings on its back, which looked somewhat similar to Bai Ze.
His more than ten years of infiltration were finally coming to an end. The thought of the miserable days of not being able to fight or eat people was depressing. If he had to spend a few more days with that foreign monk, he probably wouldn't have been able to control himself and would have killed that mouth.
Thanks to the perfect humanization technique left behind by His Majesty the Demon Emperor, I was able to transform into a human in both essence and appearance, making it difficult for my Dharma body to detect. Otherwise, I really wouldn't have been able to act as an inside agent right under Abbot Kongwen's nose.
Swish!
With the Demon-Summoning Banner and the Treasure Light Gourd in hand, and as a terrifying aura and sounds of conflict and slaughter suddenly emanated from outside Shaolin, a dazzling divine light rushed toward the forbidden area behind Shaolin Mountain.
At the same time, Kong Wen formed the Demon-Subduing Seal with both hands without hesitation, but suddenly felt the temperature rise. In the blink of an eye, boundless five-colored flames spread from the void, with seductive music hidden within them.
These things appeared silently, without any warning. Upon closer inspection, it was revealed that the vacuum homeland, radiating silvery light, had opened, and several streaks of light escaped.
"The Demon Saint Spear, the Joyful Bodhisattva, the Vacuum Homeland of the Luo Cult." Kong Wen's eyebrows twitched slightly, and a resolute look flashed in his eyes.
At this moment, on the back mountain of Shaolin, Han Guang stood with one hand behind his back and his right hand holding a gleaming longsword, reciting leisurely:
"Neither demon nor god nor Buddha, here or there or in the middle of the stream."
"The Tao is ruthless yet compassionate; with one hand, it can overturn the world's waves."
The Lapis Lazuli Womb Realm barrier was affected by the slowing of time, and the layers of swastika scriptures almost solidified.
The cold, sharp light of the blade fell, creating an ethereal scene that blended seamlessly with the first snow of the winter night, before crashing into the doors of the stupa.
With a deafening roar, the stupa trembled violently, the barrier collapsed, and the relics embedded in it lost their mystique. In the next moment, fierce and menacing streaks of light rushed out through the broken door.
The leader, with its entire body covered in white fur and resembling a sheep, was none other than Zhu Wu, the Bai Ze Demon King who had once nearly reached the level of a demon god. Then, all the demons roared in unison, as the various demon kings and demon lords vented their pent-up frustrations from being suppressed over the years.
But Han Guang did not stop. Instead, he led several demons through the void and went straight to the place that read "Those who are sentimental, righteous, kind and benevolent should not enter this gate".
The light shimmered in his hand, rippling through time and space. In an instant, the phantom of a monk sat cross-legged on the ground. He wore a white monk's robe, held prayer beads in his left hand, and had an ordinary monk's knife resting on his knees.
The moment the figure appeared, the Phoenix Wing Black Gold Spear suddenly emitted a soft hum, and all the birds in the surrounding world chirped in unison.
"The Demon Saint Spear has awakened on its own!?"
Flames clung to the handsome white-robed monk, and although it was just an illusion, his figure twisted and changed as he burned, until finally...
It completely overlapped with that madman Su Meng!
Su Meng's face revealed a demonic quality. He raised his head, seemingly transcending illusion and reality, past and present, and looked at the demons, his body crackling with eerie black lightning: "So that's how it is."
The chilling sigh was like the whisper of a demon. The Demon Saint Spear seemed to be greatly stimulated, and with a loud hum, the little fox stepped forward to try to control the spear, but was affected by the hatred that had been flowing for thousands of years.
Those who have practiced the Ananda Breaking the Precepts Blade in Shaolin Temple throughout the ages have been hunted down to prevent them from being reincarnations of Ananda. Now that they have confirmed that Su Mengzhen is indeed the reincarnation of Ananda, how could the demon race possibly let it go?
"Leave no one behind!"
The Demon Saint Spear burst forth with extraordinary brilliance, displaying a dazzling array of colors. The scorching, invisible flames burned against the Shaolin Temple's Glazed Womb Realm barrier, while Kong Wen, who manifested the golden body of the Arhat Subduing Dragon, had already resolved to sacrifice himself.
The relics of Yuan Kong, the sixth abbot of Shaolin Temple, were thrown out. The Dharma bodies of Kasyapa and Arhat Subduing Dragon formed hand seals on the left and right, making the gesture of holding up a flower. They expanded in the wind and gradually transformed into a giant golden Buddha.
"When the mind arises, all phenomena arise; when the mind ceases, all phenomena cease."
The chanting grew louder and the Buddha's light more dazzling, but it was no match for the raging divine fire. In terms of sheer numbers, the number of Dharma bodies here even surpassed the number on the Heavenly Ranking, not to mention the demon kings who had just been released from the stupa and wanted to unleash their killing intent.
'Xuanbei and Kongjian went out, and Kongwen's body was not yet healed. He could not hold out until the righteous path came to his aid. Shaolin was doomed!' The thought flashed through Xuanxin's mind.
The scene of spending time with the monks, chatting and joking to pass the time, eventually turned into a complex and fleeting memory.
"I see." It was the same sentiment again, but the voice was different, as if I had heard it somewhere before.
Xuanxin subconsciously turned around and suddenly saw that 'Shi Yongxin' was standing less than three feet in front of him, seemingly stepping into the void.
"No wonder I felt happy the moment I saw you, it turns out you're Bai Ze!"
Su Lin lightly flicked his whisk and sighed, "Fusheng Doumu Tianzun, senior, you and I are destined to be together. You are fit to abandon evil and promote good, and become a pillar of the righteous path. And is the other Bai Ze your relative?"
when?
Despite their shock, the demons and heretics had already taken the initiative to make their move, appearing silently in the heart of the territory. Even their avatars could not detect their presence. They were either skilled in transformation and concealment techniques or possessed extremely high cultivation levels!
Su Lin neither dodged nor evaded; his entire body shone with a pale, golden light, while five-colored flames and a dark, eerie mist engulfed him, plunging him into an apocalyptic scene.
Even a celestial being like Guldo would be instantly annihilated, his soul scattered and with no chance of rebirth.
In the blank space, a soft murmur could be heard coming from all directions, and pure lotus blossoms bloomed in abundance:
"Half-god, half-saint, and half-immortal; fully Confucian and fully Taoist, a sage."
"With ten thousand volumes of true knowledge in one's mind, one can master half of the world, both literary and martial arts."
Han Guang, who was attacking Kong Wen in an attempt to weaken the righteous forces, also glanced at the location of this uninvited guest. The next moment, a figure appeared, and the person threw a whisk behind their head, the white hair covering the hilt of their sword.
Clang——!
The sword reflects the first snow, the sword emerges from the boundless, the sword stirs up wind and clouds, a sliver of cold blue light cuts through the heavens and earth, sweeping towards the little fox holding the Demon Saint Spear, the sword energy flows like a sea of fire, overwhelming the raging waves!
With another slash, the sword technique rose from the mountains and forests, the sword light gushing forth like rain, magnificent and unparalleled!
Under a frosty sky and a waning moon, on the back mountain of Shaolin, the corpses of all kinds of demons lay strewn across the land. Su Lin, dressed in a black Taoist robe and wearing a lotus crown, stood with his sword by his side.
He had no intention of continuing his attack. Instead, he looked up at the moon with a wistful expression, exhaling a puff of white mist, as if he had already found satisfaction.
This is the style of art I should have.
If life were a novel, I should actually be categorized as a fantasy/martial arts character.
There are no melodramatic incantations, no indescribable outer gods, and no strangely designed or quirky cultivators. All grudges and passions are tied to a single sword strike—this is pure bliss.
If I had to describe it, it would probably be as refreshing as learning a Heavenly Rank technique.
The 30 million yuan tour fee was well worth it.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
The out-of-control Demon Saint Spear still protected the little fox, but even so, due to her cultivation level, she was still injured internally and coughed up a mouthful of blood, appearing somewhat weak.
"I apologize for my rudeness."
The sword fell from the frosty sky, returning to the sword pouch on his back. Su Lin glanced at the Demon Saint Spear, seemingly sighing: "Whether it is to secure oneself, the color of the clouds is me."
I've heard of the peerless divine weapons that those on the other side transform into, whose every action represents their own will. Now, enraged by a mere illusion, is it the long-fallen demon saint Feng Xi, or this fellow Daoist from Qingqiu?
The sound reached the little fox's ears, and she was stunned for a moment. A trace of clarity returned from the hatred that had arisen in her heart. Even so, the Demon Saint Spear still showed no signs of abating.
On the contrary, as if stimulated by something, its layers continued to recover, and even the river of time erupted with rumbling, illusory sounds.
Is this what it means to love to the extreme, and hate to the extreme?
'They're less like lovesick men and women and more like a pair of madmen.'
As Su Lin was thinking this, he suddenly saw a small flame, about the size of a bean, emerge from the tip of the Phoenix Wing Black Gold Spear and slowly point at him.
"?"
In that instant, Su Lin thought of many things, such as mind reading or whether the other person had mistaken him for someone else, but after glancing at the Ring of Destiny on his hand, he dismissed the idea.
Upon closer inspection, the gun tip wasn't aimed at Su Lin, but rather at a part of his body.
With a blank expression, Su Lin took out a long, green onion-shaped enlightenment stone. Originally, this thing should have been carried by Song Shuhang, but the other party said that in case he died and his equipment was lost, he would have to go and retrieve the green onion, so he entrusted it to Su Lin, his master, for safekeeping.
At this moment, the long, green enlightenment stone emitted a bright light, and a huge 'seal' appeared. The seal was glass-like, with ice crystal-like energy flowing inside. If one looked closely, one could see countless channels connected to this seal.
Reincarnation Seal?
If Houtu hadn't already perished, I would have at least grabbed Meng Zhen and asked him what the insurance he was talking about was. Could it be that my second disciple's constant drowsiness has triggered some kind of mark of the Fifth Heavenly Dao?
In addition, having previously obtained the mythical attribute of Houtu during the Witch's Night, she resonated with the cycle of reincarnation in the universe.
Even so, why does the opposing Demon Saint Spear seem to be on steroids?
As Su Lin looked on with suspicion, the Demon Saint Spear slowly pointed at him again.
Slow down
"The Reincarnation Seal was forged by Houtu, a primordial deity who ascended to the other shore with the Heavenly Emperor in ancient times. She pitied all living beings, lamenting that there was no reincarnation in the world, and that all beings had no chance to return after death. Therefore, she used herself as a cauldron, the Nine Netherworlds as fire, and a half-step Dao Fruit as material to forge the Reincarnation Seal, thus guiding all beings and becoming a link in the rules of heaven and earth."
'After the incident at Mount Ling, Ananda was repeatedly hunted down by the Demon Saint, but he repeatedly used the method of reincarnation in the mortal world, eventually reversing the Tathagata Palm technique and becoming a Demon Buddha.'
'The peerless divine weapon transformed from the being on the other shore—all its actions can be seen as the will of the being on the other shore. The true seal of reincarnation is in the hands of the Demon Buddha Ananda, so why does the seal of reincarnation transformed from Houtu follow the Demon Buddha Ananda so devotedly?'
The Divine Weapon of the Other Shore is not just a simple magical artifact with spiritual power.
Haotian Houtu Huangtian Houtu
not good!
There's a huge gourd in the ancient legends!!!
By the time Su Lin reacted, the Demon Saint Spear opposite him had already gathered its power, wrapped in invisible and colorless flames, and suddenly erupted, forming a phoenix figure that pounced on Su Lin with raging flames!
This was the Demon Saint Spear's own decision; it had completely disregarded the Demon Saint's successor's thoughts, and its killing intent was pure to the extreme!
Just then, Su Lin, who subconsciously wanted to unleash the Genesis of Light, restrained himself and began to mentally review all the secret manuals and techniques in the Heavenly Dao Library, eventually finding a technique that originally existed in the Real World.
Golden flowers bloomed, and crystal filled the sky. The five Buddhas—Mahavairocana, Ratnavali, Amitabha, and Amitayus—soared through the air, some pointing one finger to the sky and the other to the ground, others touching their thumbs and middle fingers together, each holding an invisible flower and unleashing a unique form of Tathagata's Palm.
—The False God's Palm Returns to One: Genesis
As if they had been prepared, the moment the Demon Saint Spear clashed with Su Lin, Han Guang, the Bodhisattva of Joy, and other Dharma bodies fled in panic, all in different directions.
After the attack, everything seemed to return to chaos. The killing intent of the Demon Saint Spear gradually dissipated at this moment, enveloping the young fox demon master and activating its protective function to escape at high speed.
It's like seeing a roommate on the street and impulsively kicking them, only to realize you kicked the wrong person and have to run away as fast as you can.
Before leaving, the little fox gave the man who practiced Buddhism and Taoism but also had the demeanor of a Confucian scholar a cold look, and only had time to take the few demon kings who were closest to her.
After a long while, the illusion faded, and reality was re-examined. The aftershocks shook the night sky, leaving it cloudless, and countless stars cast their rays.
Su Lin appeared, straightened his slightly torn white robe, and sighed inwardly.
The Demon Saint Spear, or rather the Demon Emperor hidden behind it, clearly knew some ancient secrets, which is why it concluded that the person possessing the Reincarnation Seal was linked to a certain unfaithful and heartless individual.
What a coincidence that I clicked on someone with the same name.
"That's not scientifically sound."
While Su Lin cursed Hao Tian as a scumbag in her heart, she thought to herself that Song Shuhang was not the one to take the blame this time.
But forget it. If Shuhang really had to take the hit, his resurrection artifact would be completely destroyed overnight.
"Fellow Daoist." The monk Kongwen's cultivation was already damaged, and he was attacked by several Dharma Bodies. Now he was almost completely exhausted.
"Senior, don't worry, I'll help you regulate your breathing first." Su Lin continued to maintain his persona, transferring his lifespan and circulating his Buddhist energy to heal him:
"Entrusted by Fellow Daoist Su Meng, I have come to Shaolin Temple specifically to prevent Han Guang and the demon race from harboring their evil intentions and releasing the demons inside the stupa."
"I see." Upon hearing this, the monk Kongwen closed his eyes and sensed the Dharma body formed by the pure Buddhist power of the other party, whose Dharma body was formless.
Formless?!
(End of this chapter)