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The world of gods.

Gongzi Yu drove through several vassal states, large and small, and saw that there were many lewd temples and altars in many places, and many demons and monsters were dressed in the cloak of gods. There were also monks walking directly in the world, interfering with human nature and no longer avoiding taboos.

As a result, some places appeared to be in chaos, with endless wars and civil strife, while some places seemed peaceful, but because of the existence of lewd temples, good customs had degenerated, benevolence and righteousness had ceased to exist, and a deeper crisis was brewing.

"Several princes were unwise and left it alone."

Kong Zhao witnessed all this and sighed deeply. He just wanted to do something to end the chaos.

Meng Qi, who had his eyes closed and seemed to be asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and spoke in a voice that was full of vicissitudes and magnetism:
"What is wisdom?"

"To serve the people, to respect ghosts and gods but keep them at a distance, is wisdom."

Ten years ago, Meng Qi found his body before he traveled through time in the Yuxu Palace in the Conferred God World. After asking Lin Xiao to check if there were any problems, he began to use this body to practice the inheritance he had learned from the Tao Te Ching.

It was also from this time that Meng Qi began his journey of reducing and seeking emptiness as the Lord of Dao and Morality.

Kong Zhao was inspired by this, which means that he is committed to serving the people, respecting ghosts and gods but staying away from them. This can be said to be wisdom.

After saying that, Kong Zhao stared at Meng Qi, waiting for the teacher's instructions.

However, Meng Qi closed his eyes again and still did not speak. He only sighed in his heart:
“Governing a large country is like cooking a small fish. If you rule the world with the Tao, the ghosts will not be powerful enough!”

The reason why ghosts are not gods is that if the world is taught by the great principles, there will be no space for ghosts and gods to exist, and they will not be able to play a role and harm living beings!

His attitude is similar to Kong Zhao's, but also very different!
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The one deep in Lingshan wants me to decline again and again, and then become exhausted again and again, to ensure that nothing goes wrong?
Meng Qi's mind wavered slightly, and his body suddenly became ethereal, as if it had merged into the void. He seemed to be moving forward and backward, left and right, and it was difficult to distinguish.

He still chose to avoid Kasyapa by using the chaotic orientation features of the Void Seal and the Infinite Seal.

With his hands clasped together and a smile on his face, a huge dark-gold figure stepping on a Parashorea flower stretched out his right hand. Great light enveloped the area, eliminating the gaps in the void. The five fingers of the dark-gold palm opened and enveloped Meng Qi, resembling the "Pure Land in the Palm" of Tathagata's Palm, but with a Zen flavor, unique in its own way.

There was chaos everywhere, and Meng Qi quietly escaped.

Suddenly, a dark golden palm appeared above his head, covering an area of ​​several hundred feet in radius, descending like a golden cloud covering the sky.

With a wrong step, Meng Qi penetrated the void and took advantage of the fact that there was no void gap nearby to escape for more than ten miles. However, before he could escape, the huge dark golden palm was coming towards Meng Qi!

At this moment, upside down and left to right were in chaos, and the positions of Meng Qi and the dark gold palm were strangely swapped!
Under normal circumstances, Meng Qi would have been able to leave calmly, but there was a dark golden Buddha palm in front of him!
It is omnipresent and all-embracing. No matter how powerful one is, it seems that one cannot get beyond the Five Finger Mountain!
The only way is to draw your sword and cut a path?
Meng Qi sighed secretly, made a decision, and threw out something.

Didn't expect to use it so early.

This is a huge skeleton. A white light is flowing in the dark depths, and it seems to be connected to every part of the void.

In the air, figures appeared one after another, including the Emperor of the Underworld in imperial robes and crowns, the God of the Underworld in dark armor, and many other figures. Together, they supported a long blood-yellow illusory river. No one knew where it came from, and where it flowed to, and it was no longer something that the Dark Gold Buddha's Palm could contain!

The skeleton of Huangquan versus the remains of Kasyapa!
The manipulators are Meng Qi and the one deep in Lingshan!

The strong wind stopped, the gap shrank, and the void half solidified, like layers of colored glaze.

Two huge figures confronted each other in the depths of Lingshan Mountain. The aura of the dark gold body and the pitch-black skeleton collided from a distance, and "bright" rays exploded silently in the air.

"Bright" is like dew and lightning. Between birth and death, an illusory world seems to emerge, just like a dream bubble.

The dark yellow spring skeleton with white flow suddenly took a step forward. Suddenly, the whole sacred mountain seemed to tremble. The long blood-yellow river supported by the Emperor of the Underworld and the Lord of the Underworld behind him suddenly boiled and roared.

Wow!

In the illusory sound of water, the long blood-yellow river spread and expanded, swallowing up the cracks, and seemed to penetrate the sacred mountain beyond the deepest part.

Inside the collapsed Buddhist temple, on the winding road, one after another of the Arhats, Dragons, Bodhisattvas, and Vajras, surrounded by deathly mist and evil aura, raised their heads at the same time.

Tens, hundreds, tens of thousands... their countless golden bodies were mottled, many with signs of decay, and their faces were stained with blood and tears. The power contained in their Dharma bodies was majestic, and they all let out a deafening roar:

"Yellow Spring!"

These zombies transformed from Arhats and Bodhisattvas instinctively flew up and plunged into the illusory blood-red river from all directions. They were so densely packed that they covered the sky and the earth, giving people the feeling that there were no more Buddhist monks in the three realms and ten directions!

Like them, the giant tiger spiders with rotten bodies also stepped into the "Yellow Spring River" with a gray and dead aura.

In just a moment, Lingshan seemed to be completely emptied, the deathly aura receded, and the filth disappeared.

With the integration of the remains of the Arhats, Bodhisattvas, great demons, and demon gods, the long river of blood and yellow quickly turned from illusion to reality, emerging from mid-air. Countless undead corpses were floating in it, and the sound of the splashing water made the operator Meng Qi feel as if his memories and spirituality were washed away!
It is difficult to find a place more suitable for the Huangquan remains to be used than Lingshan today. The strength will more than double!
Facing Kasyapa's dark golden body, he smiled in Zen, and the dark "Huangquan" made a fist with the bones of his right hand and hit the opponent fiercely. A real long river of blood and yellow suddenly rushed up into the sky, poured down, and rushed along with his fist, just like the Milky Way falling from the sky!
Wow!

The Bodhi flowers under the feet of Kasyapa's remains withered, and they could no longer see the boundless pure land and the world. The dark golden Dharma body was stained with a layer of gray and was slowly decaying, and the blooming light was completely swallowed up by the blood-yellow.

"Ah!" Kasyapa's Dharma body sighed softly, raised his right hand, touched his middle finger and thumb together, and waved it out lightly as if picking a flower.

This finger is not the "Smiling at the Flower" of the Tathagata Palm, nor is it the "Flower Picking Finger" created by Bodhidharma, but the "Everything is Empty" created by Kasyapa, which seems to have integrated the "Eight Elements are Empty" and "All Things are Impermanent" of the Tathagata Palm.

A dark golden finger stretched out and pointed at the fist of Huang Quan Skeleton.

The void was naturally pure, and the long blood-yellow river suddenly changed, becoming transparent inch by inch, revealing numerous arhats, bodhisattvas, demon kings and demon gods, and they were shattered one after another like a dream bubble!
Life and death are impermanent, fleeting, everything is empty!

boom!
The dark gold finger collided with the white fist flowing in the darkness, and stopped in mid-air. The blood-yellow of "Yellow Spring" was fading, and the countless powerful zombies absorbed were destroyed. Kasyapa was washed by the long river, and his golden body gradually became mottled, and the void in all directions shattered like glass.

After the shattering, Meng Qi suddenly flew into the air, moved his position, changed direction, and appeared in the distance. He ran wildly towards the deepest part of Lingshan without looking back.

Neither Meng Qi nor Ananda, who was controlling Kasyapa, noticed that as Meng Qi passed by, a black lotus was floating up and down in the shadows of each Buddha or Bodhisattva corpse.

Meng Qi quickly moved away from the battlefield. At this moment, a huge dark gold finger suddenly appeared and pointed at his forehead.

This finger is shaped like a vajra and is protected by eight heavenly dragons. It is extremely strong. During the fight with Huang Quan, Kasyapa was able to spare a little strength to intercept Meng Qi, which shows his level of cultivation!
Meng Qi's eyes were deep, and he rushed forward at the same speed. The dark golden finger suddenly trembled slightly, shifted slightly, and passed by him strangely without hitting him.

Destiny is powerful!

In particular, most of Kasyapa’s power was tied up in Huangquan!

The dark road twisted and turned. Meng Qi ran farther and farther, and the feeling of thorn in his back slowly subsided.

At this point, he knew that he was free from the threat of Kasyapa. But in the depths of Lingshan, he dared not relax at all. Kasyapa had passed away here, and next he might encounter powerful beings like Manjusri Bodhisattva and Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, who were stronger than most of the seven Buddhas in the past!
Not Buddha, but better than Buddha!

It was not known whether it was because the attack of the Yellow Spring Skeleton merged more than 90% of the Dharmakaya zombies, or whether there was something special about the deepest part of Lingshan. After Meng Qi got rid of Kasyapa, he never encountered the golden-bodied Arhats, Bodhisattvas or Heavenly Dragons, nor did he encounter the huge demon kings and gods. The entire Lingshan seemed to become quiet all of a sudden, with only the roar of the Monkey King echoing in the distance.

This made the environment around Meng Qi even more dead silent.

The sky and earth were dark, full of cracks, and the strong wind was tearing at his flesh. Meng Qi walked in it, feeling an eternal loneliness, to the point that even his shadow could not accompany him.

The long sword was still held in his right hand, and Meng Qi's face revealed a sense of depth, solemnity and worry under the reflection of the birth and death of thunder.

Meng Qi walked and walked, he didn't know how long he had been walking. It seemed like he had crossed thousands of mountains and rivers. Finally, his eyes lit up and he saw the golden cudgel that supported the sky and touched the earth not far away. He also saw a huge sunken pit that could accommodate a city.

At this time, most of the thunder was extinguished, the green lotuses withered, and it was very dark all around. His senses were completely suppressed. Meng Qi could only vaguely sense that there were countless black air flying in the center of the giant pit, like a group of demons dancing wildly, and at the border, on the wall of the pit and around the giant pit, there were golden pure bodies that seemed to be able to communicate with the heavens and all worlds. The majestic and terrifying power was not much worse than that of Kasyapa, but the rich filth and deathly aura penetrated deeply into their bodies, making them look rotten and evil!
"These should be the Buddhas who passed away in Lingshan in the past. There are more than a few hundred of them..." Meng Qi's heart moved, and he realized that he had indeed reached the deepest and core area.

This must be the peak of Lingshan Mountain, where the Buddha preached in the past.

Judging from their number, the entire Saha Pure Land and even most of the Buddhas in Buddhism may have passed away here!
What happened in the battle of Lingshan that resulted in such a tragic ending... Meng Qi knew that he was about to face the ancient myths and perhaps he could figure out what happened at that time.

What on earth did Ananda do that made all the great saints and demon gods never forget it and their hatred for him soars to the sky and will never diminish.

Boom!

Thunders exploded, blue lotuses blossomed, nebulae condensed, and the Milky Way appeared. The nearby scene became clear all of a sudden.

What was standing in the center of the huge pit was indeed the golden hoop, and there were thunders bursting out nearby, green lotuses blooming, and black air dancing. Further out, there were indeed huge golden Buddhas. They were like a forest of Buddha statues, vaguely connected into some kind of large formation.

The surfaces of these golden Buddha bodies are mottled, and they are surrounded by grayish-white air and black mist, giving them a sense of death and evil, but the meaning of great purity and bliss still remains within their bodies.

There were blood stains on their faces, like two lines of blood and tears that had fallen.

"Buddha also has tears. Everyone has tears. What happened in the first place..."

As soon as Meng Qi had this thought, he heard the golden Buddhas humming inside their bodies, roaring with resentment:
"Ananda!"

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At some point, Mara's figure had appeared in the depths of Lingshan Mountain. He flickered and moved between the shadows of the Buddhas. Whenever he touched the corpse of a Buddha, Bodhisattva, or Vajra, these golden bodies would condense into two golden relics. One was flawless and untouched by cause and effect, and the other was a combination of reality and illusion, just like the person's life.

This is the method that Mara's clone came up with in the abyss of destruction to use these golden bodies of Buddha, to separate their power and cause and effect, and inherit their power. The cause and effect will be thrown into reincarnation, waiting to re-attain Buddhahood in the future reincarnation.

Of course, if one wants to send the illusory cause and effect into reincarnation, one must have the reincarnation seal of the other shore condensed by Hou Tu.

Moro looked at the top of Lingshan Mountain and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Didn’t someone give out the Seal of Reincarnation?
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The world of gods.

Under the leadership of Meng Qi, Kong Zhao traveled to one vassal state after another, saw many things, and the ideas in his mind became more and more formed.

He looked at the teacher who seemed to be sleeping in the carriage and thought to himself: "The teacher's questions are always just right, allowing me to truly summarize my thoughts and combine the books I have learned, vague ideas and reality, and slowly form a philosophy that is different from other great sages. He is really a good teacher, very knowledgeable and insightful, just like a dragon flying in the sky."

"But why don't you really teach me? Why do you always keep silent? Are you waiting for an opportunity, until my theory is completely self-consistent?"

Kong Zhao couldn't help feeling excited and wanted to seek guidance from his teacher.

"Ananda!"

Meng Qi heard the Buddha's resentful voice and was in a daze as if in a dream.

Ananda? The people who held a grudge against Ananda for eternity were not the demons, but the Buddhas of Lingshan? Meng Qi's hair stood on end, and a chill invaded his body.

He betrayed the Pure Land of Saha, but why was he still being hunted by the Demon Saint?

What exactly is his obsession?
Ananda is definitely not just someone who later transformed into a demon Buddha!
As his thoughts fluctuated, Meng Qi looked at the golden Buddha statues that stood like a forest in front of him, his eyes flickering slightly.

At this moment, a green lion walked out, with a white and crystal Bodhisattva sitting cross-legged on it.

"Manjushri Bodhisattva..." Meng Qi's heart tightened, and then he saw the person caught by the lion.

"Zhiwei!"

Jiang Zhiwei's face was pale, her eyes were dull, and the lion was holding her clothes, making her unable to move.

At the same time, a white dragon and a golden-winged Peng bird also walked out of the "forest" formed by the golden Buddha, and threw Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng in their mouths in front of them.

They were similar to Jiang Zhiwei, unable to struggle, unable even to blink, and looked at Meng Qi with anxious eyes.

From the depths of the huge pit, an indifferent voice came faintly:

"Swing the knife in your heart and see if you can save them."

"Or, you die and they live."

After hearing these two sentences, Jiang Zhiwei struggled violently, her mouth making a hoarse sound and her head shaking slightly, as if she wanted Meng Qi to ignore her and the others, saying that there would be no shortage of money as long as she was alive, and there would still be a chance for resurrection in the future.

However, she was held in the mouth of the blue lion, and she could not shake her head clearly, and could not make any sound. Anxiety filled her crystal eyes, and a layer of mist spread out.

Golden Buddha statues surrounded by grayish-white aura stood in front, shaped like a stone forest, but they could not cover up the golden hoop that stretched into the sky. At the junction of the golden hoop and the sky, a dark and invisible vortex slowly rotated, and thunder and blue lotus revolved around the hoop. Sometimes it was a void, deep and terrifying, and sometimes it was condensed with nebulae, bright and pure.

This was the scene in Meng Qi's eyes. Everything felt unreal. Even the sound coming from the depths of the giant pit was shrouded in a layer of illusion, as if it was separated by thousands of mountains and rivers:

"Swing the knife in your heart and see if you can save them."

"Or, you die and they live."

Jiang Zhiwei struggled desperately, but she couldn't even shake her head, let alone make any sound. Her throat was making a hoarse sound due to anxiety. Her grief, anger and anxiety turned into mist, which filled her bright eyes. Her eyes were watery and seemed to urge Meng Qi to escape quickly and not to worry about her and the others. As long as the green mountains are there, there will be no shortage of firewood!

Zhao Heng, who was lying in front of the golden-winged Roc, closed his mouth and looked directly at Meng Qi with eyes that showed calmness, emotion, and determination.

If you die, we may not be able to survive, but if you don’t die, we still have hope of resurrection!

However, looking at the miserable Ruan Yushu thrown on the ground, Meng Qi suddenly relaxed. The three people in front of him must not be real. He knew very well how much Shang Yi cared about Ruan Yushu. If it really turned out like this, Shang Yi must be here! (End of this chapter)