This fox fairy is too inhuman

Gudong.

In the empty space, Mingxin opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

"……This is where?"

“Have I reached paradise?”

Mingxin didn't know where this place was, but he could feel that there was nothing here, just a void and dead silence.

No, maybe it’s not completely nothing.

He could see the dilapidated buildings around him, which were exactly the same as the Western Paradise described in the legend, except that the figures of Bodhisattvas and Buddhas were missing, and it was all grey.

"So there is nothing in Paradise?"

He hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward.

He passed over the ruins and walked across the rubble.

Mingxin didn’t remember how long he had been walking, maybe a day, maybe ten years, or maybe just a moment.

He stopped and looked up at the mountains that had appeared in front of him.

Lingshan.

A huge sacred mountain, which was many times taller than he had imagined, stood in front of him, blocking his way.

He didn't try to go around it, but just climbed the stairs because he didn't know where to go and had forgotten what he wanted to do.

Mingxin didn’t know how long he had been walking. When his soul felt exhausted, he finally reached the top of Lingshan Mountain.

At the top of Lingshan Mountain, Mingxin saw a person...if that could be considered a person.

And on the top of Lingshan Mountain, in front of the void, a headless statue sat cross-legged under a withered Bodhi tree.

Mingxin did not feel afraid of this strange scene. He walked to the headless statue and sat down.

Although he had forgotten why he was here, he had a feeling that he came to this place just to see it.

It is the origin of everything.

And just after Mingxin sat down, everything in front of him changed.

In an instant, the statue seemed to come alive, and its decayed appearance underwent a startling change.

The headless body came to life, wearing a simple monk's robe and a faded cassock, and twirling a string of ordinary sandalwood beads in his hands.

And this still did not surprise Mingxin, as if this was a very normal thing.

"You look a lot like me."

The headless body spoke, and a strange voice coming from nowhere sounded in Mingxin's ears.

[“The Buddha’s light is born naturally, and one’s mind is enlightened and one sees the nature, which is the Buddha’s body.”]

The headless body spoke calmly, revealing the secret of Mingxin: [“Taoism has the Tao body, Buddhism has the Buddha body… You are born with the Buddha body. You are connected to all Buddhist teachings. Everything related to Buddhism will naturally flow through. You are destined to become a Buddha.”]

[“If things go according to normal circumstances, you will become the second me.”]

[“Become a child of Buddha, and finally become the Lord of Lingshan Buddha, and finally become a Buddha.”]

[“But… that was only the original situation. Now, it is no longer possible.”]

Although this headless body showed no expression, Mingxin could still feel the other party's guilt.

"..."

Perhaps just like the name his master gave him, Mingxin has been able to feel other people's emotions since he was a child.

Understand your own heart and understand the hearts of others.

He didn't know where this ability came from, nor did he understand the principles behind it, but he used it to make his life a lot more convenient.

He was aware of the respect and awe those believers had in front of him.

He could feel the love that his master had for his disciples, and he could also understand the distortion and collapse hidden deep in his heart.

He could understand Ren Yidao's sincerity when facing them, his fellow disciples. He knew that he came with kindness and really wanted to help them.

Of course, Mingxin... could also feel Minghui's emotional changes when facing him.

What started as unconditional dependence suddenly turned into suspicion one day, and then slowly turned into trust after getting along with each other.

He actually knew that Minghui had recovered her memory a long time ago.

He even knew that Minghui was originally a girl.

He knew it all along.

The two were silent for a moment, and the headless figure asked softly: [“Do you remember what you did last?”]

"I……"

Ming Xin was a little dazed. He frowned and thought for a while, then lowered his head and murmured, "I have been walking, walking non-stop, until I got here, but before that, I..."

rustle.

The dead Bodhi tree moved without wind, and the rustling sound of its leaves entered Mingxin's heart.

"..."

Hearing that voice, Mingxin's eyes gradually became clear. He slowly raised his head, looked at the headless body, and said, "I swallowed the Dao fruit made of flesh and blood."

Yes.

He swallowed the flesh and blood fruit that had been tampered with by the Buddhist disciple Jiexing.

[“Do you know what will happen after doing this?”]

"……certainly."

Ming Xin certainly understood what price he would pay after swallowing this flesh and blood fruit...

One will lose one's self, and the existence called enlightened mind will disappear from the world, replaced by a body corroded by flesh and blood, just like a Buddhist who practices abstinence.

But he will become the most crucial link in destroying the Buddha's plan.

He supported the destruction of Buddhism, but did not agree with the Buddha's approach, so he wanted to interrupt him with his own approach.

As for the price, Mingxin knew it.

Always knew it.

【“Then why do you do this?”】The headless body asked, 【“If you do this, you will go to hell.”】

Mingxin was silent, and soon shook his head gently.

Do it knowing you can't do it.

Since some things require people to sacrifice, why can't it be me?

The young monk raised his head and said in a low voice, but his will was very firm, and he said seriously:
"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

He said what Jiexing had said before and slowly closed his eyes.

This is not a lie, nor is it a trick used to deceive others.

This is what Mingxin thought and did.

Sacrifice yourself to fight for a chance of survival for all living beings in the Western Desert.

Mingxin didn’t know who the headless body in front of him was, nor did he know why it was saying so much to him... But he knew that as long as his will was firm, he would not be bewitched by it.

I have made up my mind.

There is only death.

He closed his eyes tightly, chanted Buddhist scriptures in his heart, and actively isolated himself from everything in the outside world so as not to be disturbed by the headless body.

He just sat there quietly, not feeling anything from the outside world.

[“Child, do you think you are ready? Now, it’s too early.”] A peaceful voice sounded out of nowhere, as if talking directly to his soul.

Mingxin frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

Don't listen.

It wants to seduce me.

As Mingxin was thinking this, the sound became farther and farther away and gradually disappeared.

But soon, the voice appeared again: [“Escape cannot solve any problem, and you don’t make this choice to escape.”] Ignore it.

Don’t let it shake your determination!

I can not!
Mingxin kept resisting and unilaterally cut off contact with the other party again and again, but that voice would connect again every time, and his emotions remained calm.

The two of them struggled like this for who knows how many times. Finally, the voice seemed a little tired and did not say any more words of dissuasion. Instead, it said: [“It is not time for you to come here yet... But, maybe you can really do it.”]

The voice left behind some ambiguous words and then left, never to be seen again.

Mingxin still did not relax his vigilance and continued to sit cross-legged in silence in a space isolated from the world.

An unknown amount of time had passed before Mingxin forgot the purpose of his sitting cross-legged. Layers of dust fell on his body, piling up and eventually turning into a hard stone shell.

The stone shells continued to increase, and he felt as if he had turned into a rock in the mountains, and no matter how exposed to the wind and sun, he would not change at all.

Finally, he turned into a stone.

An unknown amount of time passed, and one day, he was carried out of the mountain by a group of people and sent to a Taoist temple.

There, he was constantly hit with a stone chisel, and the outer stone shell peeled off layer by layer.

The hard outer shell fell off, and then the dust accumulated underneath was peeled off, and finally after experiencing 36,000 cuts, he returned to the world of the living.

This time, he turned into a Buddha statue.

He was taken away and sent to a temple to be worshipped by people and enjoy the incense.

Thus, a statue of Buddha with closed eyes appeared in the corner of the temple.

Mingxin still didn't open his eyes.

He woke up the moment he turned into a Buddha statue. He didn't know what had happened or why he had such an experience, but he still didn't open his eyes.

This is a dream.

It still hasn't given up bewitching me!

Mingxin thought so, still sitting calmly on the lotus platform, listening to the mortals below who kept asking him for help.

The mortals cried and begged, knelt, bowed their heads, kowtowed, and prayed to him non-stop, praying to the stone statue on the lotus platform.

For livelihood, for desire, for dream...

They expressed their ideas, offered some incense sticks, and left a few copper coins, hoping that the lifeless stone could help them realize their dreams.

When they worship Buddha, they are not worshipping Buddha, but their own desires.

Mingxin did not open his eyes and did not respond to any of their prayers.

But even so, there are still people who keep coming back to fulfill their vows, expressing gratitude to the Buddha for helping them realize their prayers.

"I clearly did nothing. You are the ones who did all this. The person you should thank is not me, but yourselves." Mingxin thought so and wanted to speak, but mortals cannot hear the voice of stones, and stones cannot speak either.

Gradually, this efficacious Buddha statue became more and more popular and was moved from the corner of the temple to the center of the main hall.

More and more people came to worship, their offerings became more and more, and their requests became more and more.

Mingxin gradually became a little overwhelmed and felt more and more disgusted with these mortals.

Until one day, a change occurred.

A pilgrim who had spent his life savings to worship Buddha but received nothing in return came to the temple.

With tremendous anger and a long sword, he drove away all the pilgrims, killed all the monks who stayed in the temple to resist, and then set the entire temple on fire.

"Hahaha! Has your Buddha come to save you?"

"It's useless to believe in Buddha, it's better to believe in yourself!"

He said this, then dropped the bloody butcher knife, turned around and walked into the fire, and turned into a pile of charcoal along with the temple.

Even at this moment, Mingxin still did not open his eyes.

The Buddha statue transformed by Mingxin was buried by burning charcoal, and its head was broken off by the falling roof, turning it into a headless Buddha statue.

He suddenly realized that he was becoming the headless Buddha statue.

What does it want to do?
Are you coming to replace me?
Mingxin didn't know that the only way he could defend himself was to keep holding on.

Perhaps because of the fire, ordinary people completely lost their trust in the temple, and no one came to deal with the ruins, leaving these broken walls and walls in place.

Mingxin was buried in the dust until one day, when he heard the sound of the quilt being turned.

Quilt?

Mingxin was feeling somewhat confused when he suddenly heard a familiar laugh and scolding:

"My dear disciple, how long are you going to sleep? The sun is already shining on your butt, why don't you wake up quickly!"

It was the voice of Master Jinglian.

! ! ?

At this moment, Mingxin's heart trembled. Even though he knew it was fake, he did not continue to insist and subconsciously opened his eyes.

Even if the person in front of you is fake.

It doesn't matter if it's just a dream.

He just wanted to see his master again.

Just one glance is enough!

But when Mingxin woke up, his expectant eyes were quickly disappointed, as the master did not appear in front of him.

"..."

He was not even on the top of the sacred mountain anymore, but still inside it.

It seemed like only a moment had passed in the world, and he still maintained the same movement as when he swallowed the flesh and blood fruit.

However, there was a fishy taste of blood between his lips and teeth, but there was no rotten burning feeling in his throat and stomach.

He didn't seem to have swallowed the fruit.

So, where did the blood and flesh fruit go?
Mingxin Fuling was suddenly enlightened and turned to look at the headless Buddha statue that was thrown out by Taoist Ren.

!!!

The Blood Bodhi that had flown out earlier had now merged with the Blood and Flesh Dao Fruit, and slowly sank into the chest of the headless Buddha statue...leaving him no time or opportunity to stop it.

dong dong!

A strong heartbeat sounded, echoing throughout the interior of Lingshan.

It came alive.

Moreover, when the heartbeat was heard from the Buddha statue's chest, Mingxin's heart also beat synchronously!
dong dong!

"This……"

Mingxin raised his arm in confusion and scratched his bald head, feeling that the turn of events was beyond his ability to understand.

Kaka!

The next moment, there was a crisp sound from the Buddha statue's arm, and the entire arm broke into pieces, revealing the flesh and blood. He also touched his head... but found nothing.

???

That’s not all. The cracks quickly spread from the arms to all parts of the body. The mud shell on the entire body was shattered, and it quickly grew taller and bigger. Except for the lack of a head, it had become no different from an ordinary person... To be more precise, it was no different from Mingxin.

This headless Buddha statue seems to have turned into another body of his!
An extremely powerful body!

"..."

Mingxin hesitated for a moment, then took a decisive step and raised his hand to touch the palm of the headless body.

Whoosh.

The next moment, Mingxin's entire body merged into the headless body!
His body trembled, then he bent his knees and jumped hard.

Soaring into the sky!

Directly broke through the top of Lingshan Mountain!

boom! ! ! (End of chapter)