Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 696 Burning Deng
When Cao Weiyan revealed the name of Sakyamuni, the person who was ferrying alone in a boat on the Tongtian River felt something.

Shakya took off his bamboo hat and looked up. He realized that his friend who had been with him for many years was no longer alive. He seemed to have aged a lot and could not help but sighed: "Xuanhong, you are not Boyang, so how can I be Randeng?"

As he was speaking, a vague figure seemed to appear on the river surface. It seemed like a person who seemed to have walked out of the distant history, as if it was real and imaginary, like a dream.

When this person appeared, looking into Shakyamuni's already empty skull eye sockets, he actually felt some indescribable emotions.

The thousands of words accumulated over the years were transformed into just one sentence in Sakya's mouth: "You are here too early!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the person's appearance gradually solidified and turned into an old monk with a peaceful look on his face.

He clasped his hands together and said softly, "It has been hard for you."

Hearing this, Shakya shook his head slightly and said slowly: "Why bother? Since I have made a great wish to help all living beings surpass all others, this is the cause and effect. You can't blame others, nor you or me!"

"This is a dead end!" Randang boarded the lonely boat and came in front of Sakyamuni.

"If no one had ever taken even a single step forward, where in the world would not be a dead end?" Shakyamuni said with a smile.

Upon hearing this, Randeng smiled happily and said with emotion: "I am far inferior to you!"

Having said this, He turned around and bowed to the distant Taixu, saying, "Master, you have troubled me to keep the coffin lamp for many years. Now it is time to return it to its original owner."

As soon as these words were spoken, the candle dragon that seemed as vast as the universe and was guarding the boundary between reality and illusion suddenly opened its vertical eyes. Its scrutinizing gaze penetrated the void, broke the barrier between life and death, and appeared on the Tongtian River.

Zhuying looked down from his high vantage point at Randang and Sakya on the lonely boat. At this moment, the world seemed to have come to a standstill.

After a long time, Zhu Ying suddenly smiled and said, "My dear disciple, you have kept this trick of escaping from me very secretive. I have wasted my time protecting your soul for thousands of reincarnations, so that Randeng can once again attain Mahayana!"

"Whether my disciple is really dead or faking his death, how could it be hidden from your discerning eyes? If my disciple is dead, he will be recorded in the Book of the Underworld and bear the mark of reincarnation!" Ran Deng said slowly.

"How did you escape?" Zhu Ying asked in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Randeng sat cross-legged, took out an ancient bronze lamp and placed it in front of him.

He lowered his eyes to look at the bean-sized flame, and twirled the wick with his thin and slender fingers, saying calmly: "Disciple, just assume that Master really doesn't know. After so many years, you are still so cautious!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Sanyuan's figure emerged.

He looked at Randeng and said slowly, "Three lives have already happened before us, how can we not be on guard?"

"So you are even on guard against a mere junior like Hongyue?" Randeng asked slowly.

Hearing this, Sanyuan glanced at Zhu Ying beside him and said leisurely: "You see, our concerns are not necessarily all bad things, right? Before we talk about victory, we should first consider failure. All dangers should be eliminated before they happen. We cannot tolerate the slightest leniency!"

At this point, He said in a deep voice: "If Hongyue is allowed to attain enlightenment, wouldn't it mean that you, a good disciple, can cultivate the Three Lives Dharma? By then, He will be completely beyond our control. Right now, Boyang alone is already making us overwhelmed, and we really can't afford any more accidents!"

"You have the nerve to teach me a lesson? If you hadn't had compassion in the past, how could there be Xuan Ji today?" Zhu Ying sneered.

While the other party was talking, Randeng was still turning the wick of the coffin. As the flame became brighter, his figure became fainter, while Sakya seemed like a dead tree coming back to life. The nearly skeleton Sakya was reborn with flesh and blood, as if he had returned to his former heyday.

Seeing this, Ran Deng looked at Shakya and said, "I am a deceased person and should not appear at this time. This is all I can do for you. No matter what you want to do, ask yourself first. The beauty of the world is beyond words. It really shouldn't be reincarnated endlessly like this, and finally turned into a pool of stagnant water with a fishy stench. It doesn't matter if there is no red moon in this world. There will always be another similar flower blooming in the future."

Having said this, He slowly stood up, looked at Zhu Ying and San Yuan, bowed with lowered eyebrows and eyes, and said: "Master, and seniors, we met in the past, and we will meet again in the future. This is destiny!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Randeng’s figure faded to the point of being barely visible.

"Fate?" Sanyuan muttered to himself, and then his expression was cold: "I never believe in fate!"

To a certain extent, as long as he is in the Linglong Realm, he is the so-called incarnation of destiny.

As for the so-called destiny, He has always given it to others, but He Himself is the one who does not believe in it.

Hearing this, Ran Deng chuckled and said, "One day, Senior will believe it!"

After saying this, His figure vanished like a bubble.

But at the moment of dissipation, Ran Deng smiled meaningfully and said, "You plan to start from the virtual world and find Bo Yang's whereabouts? Don't the Half-Step True Immortal Dao Fruit, the remains of the immortal body, and the ancient immortal energy make you feel at ease? He is such a proud person, always willing to break but not to yield, unlike me who only pretends to be dead and escapes from the world, and loses his edge!"

"Your disciple is really troublesome!" Sanyuan said with a frown.

"Otherwise, why would I think highly of Him and spend so much effort and energy on Him?" Zhu Ying said with a smile.

Having said that, He looked towards Shakya and said in a deep voice: "With His help, you can survive for a few more eons, so don't break your promise."

"Since I have promised to extend the three kalpas for the sentient beings in the spiritual world, I will not break my promise. But it will be in vain!" Sakya said slowly.

"You don't need to worry about this. We have our own plans." Zhu Ying said in a deep voice.

"You are born sacred and high above everyone else, and you have never bent down to look at the countless living beings in this world!" Shakyamuni sighed.

"There are so many living beings!" Sanyuan said with a smile.

But Zhu Ying, who was beside him, said: "All living things are just two simple words. Good disciple, their joy, sorrow, and anger are of no value."

"In my eyes, you are all the same, there is no difference between you!" Sakya said slowly.

"Where are the sentient beings you mentioned?" Sanyuan said in a light tone.

"Everywhere, in my heart." Shakyamuni said with his hands clasped together.

However, Cao Wei, who was wearing black clothes on the Sakya Tianling Mountain, chuckled softly and said to himself in this deserted place, "But their voices are too weak to reach our ears."

(End of this chapter)