Conferred God: Got cramped at the beginning

Chapter 1001 Fate is like a knife, eternal damnation, Buddhism offers salvation
Weakening from the influence of fate, the cultivation bodies of almost every God of Wealth within the Golden Palace of the Ministry of Finance were on the verge of collapse!
And all of this is still good!

These gods of wealth had prepared themselves for Ao Bing from the very beginning. Therefore, although the blades of fate struck them and made their bodies tremble, they were able to hold on to the first blade of fate because of the protection of Zhao Gongming's Dao Fruit in the Golden Palace of Wealth.

It can be outside the Ministry of Finance, outside the Heavenly Court...

When this wheel of blades, representing reckoning, swept directly towards heaven and earth...

In some remote caves and secluded secret realms.

Whether it's a cultivator immersed in a long period of seclusion, comprehending the mysteries of the Great Dao, a powerful demon or monster absorbing the essence of the sun and moon to hone its supernatural powers, or even those mortals in the human world who are talking about something...

Even if they were only unintentionally tainted by a trace of 'ill-gotten gains' and 'illegal gains' that flowed out due to the distortion of the Ministry of Finance's power, the invisible wheel of fate had already silently slashed down along the line of cause and effect!
"puff--!"

Inside the secluded meditation room, the figure sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with bewilderment and horror!

A mouthful of blood, mixed with the essence of the source and shining with the radiance of the Dao, was spurted out, instantly staining the futon in front of him red, and even corroding the protective formation, making it sizzle!
Their "cultivation skills," which they had painstakingly cultivated for countless years and were so proud of, rapidly withered like a punctured balloon. Cracks appeared all over their foundation, and countless flaws in their roots were revealed.
Those low-probability disasters become extremely high probabilities, even inevitabilities, for them...

This is only the first strike of the cycle of fate!

For those whose causal entanglements are still shallow, their foundation has already been shaken and their future path has been cut off.

If we compare the immense karmic force of "ill-gotten gains" and "illegal gains" that flood the world due to the Ministry of Finance's manipulation of power to a sea of ​​karmic retribution formed by filthy money and distorted contracts...

At this moment, under the immense power of Ao Bing's activation of the laws of destiny, this sea of ​​calamity has been stirred up with unprecedented towering waves!
The turbid waves were no longer confined to the river channel, but instead swept wildly ashore, devouring all living things connected to them!
Those who are not deeply involved in "wealth" or whose foundation is still relatively solid are like rocks on the shore being battered by waves. Their abilities are damaged, their fortune and destiny are diminished, and their future path is bleak with many disasters.

Their cave dwellings may collapse, their sects may decline, and their relatives and friends may be scattered. For countless years to come, they will live under the shadow of fate's backlash, repaying this undeserved debt.

And those who have long been thoroughly tainted by this monstrous sea of ​​evil, and are deeply entangled with it...

Their fate is to truly fall into calamity and be entangled in the five signs of decay of the gods and humans!

"what--!"

A piercing, desperate cry, filled with endless pain and regret, did not resound through the heavens, but erupted at the level of the soul, instantly crushed by the greater laws! Their bodies, whether celestial skin and jade bones or demonic forms, were like withered wood drained of all life, crumbling inch by inch under the merciless cutting of fate's blade! Their proud magical power dissipated wildly, turning into specks of murky spiritual light, along with their painstakingly cultivated Dao fruits and condensed divine souls, all torn apart and pulverized by the invisible vortex of karma!
Immediately afterwards, reincarnation manifested... those who died as a result, their souls and spirits were not broken apart.

Instead, they return directly to the cycle of reincarnation, being reborn again, carrying their memories, to suffer in the world...

Their physical bodies, their bodily organs, and their postures were also transformed into a sickly appearance, absolutely impossible to defy fate, rejected by the vital energy.

That is the true reduction and backlash from fate... If it is just violating the heavenly rules and death laws, then it is just a single cut on the Execution Platform, and then it is all over.

But now, with this reduction in destiny, everything must be completely wiped clean before one can be reincarnated.

And the way to repay the debt is naturally through suffering!
Aging, disease, poverty, humiliation, betrayal, loss...

All the suffering imaginable and unimaginable in the mortal world, like maggots clinging to their bones, is precisely and repeatedly inflicted upon their souls that carry memories!
Lifetime after life, endless reincarnation, ceaseless suffering! They watched themselves struggle and sink, watched their loved ones be separated, watched their hopes be shattered time and time again, exhausting their strength in endless poverty and destitution.

Each life's misery is a repayment of the karmic debt incurred in the previous life due to greed for ill-gotten gains!
Finally, when they have paid off all their debts and cultivated an incomparably clear Dao heart, the true cycle of reincarnation will begin.

The three souls split apart, the seven spirits disperse, and they revert to true spirits to return to the cycle of reincarnation... No matter how refined one's Dao heart may be, it is all meaningless.

This is how one repays their debts under the sway of fate.

During this process, all the sinners, upon their first reincarnation, already clearly knew their future fate...

—The parents who gave birth to them are those beings who have been involved in ill-gotten gains and illegal wealth in this life...Born these wicked souls, they are also the blade of fate.

Of course, if someone's fortune and destiny are truly higher than the heavens and thicker than the earth, and no amount of fate can diminish them... then Ao Bing would accept it!
In an instant, the entire world was filled with overwhelming evil light.

"Ugh……"

There was a long, complex sigh, seemingly coming from the unknowable land of Pantian, carrying a hint of helplessness, a hint of relief, and a hint of acceptance of the new order.

Streams of Dao Fruit light, piercing through the past and future, like silent stars, manifested themselves in their respective Dao fields, illuminating all things between heaven and earth.

It could be an ancient longsword, a profound Taoist book, or all living beings... and so on.

Just as these Dao Fruits manifested, the wheel of destiny slashed down directly at them.

Keng——!
It was not the sound of metal clashing, but a tremor and friction at the level of the great laws and rules!
With a single strike, the light emanating from those Great Luo Dao Fruits dimmed slightly, and the "Dao" they carried underwent a profound "correction" and "weakening" under the scrutiny of the laws of heaven and earth.

Although the injury is not fatal, it is real and requires a long period of time and endless effort to repair.

"That's it, that's all."

These powerful figures calmly accepted the blow, each expressing their own feelings.

This is the new rule and tacit understanding among the Great Luo Immortals after Ao Bing and the others signed the Golden Book of Faith.

If you've done it, you have to accept the consequences!

If you make a mistake, you must be punished!

Within the golden palace of the Ministry of Finance, those gods of wealth who had not yet perished felt the countless changes in the human world, the many changes between heaven and earth, and how, under the sway of fate, their blood relatives, old friends, and even their lineages were all affected.

Even those Great Luo Immortals who calmly unleashed their Dao Fruits and endured that blow were plunged into an unprecedented state of fear by the Gods of Wealth standing in the Golden Palace. Using the power of the Dao of Wealth to manipulate numbers and reap profits from heaven and earth… such things will inevitably come at a price sooner or later.

This is something that all the gods of wealth are well aware of!
In their minds, it would ultimately be nothing more than the Heavenly Court issuing a new rule specifically for them... anything before that rule would be the end of it all.

The worst outcome would be nothing more than walking the execution platform.

He himself may die, but the benefits he obtained through his power in the Ministry of Finance will remain, as will the vast network of connections linked to those benefits...

If one of you dies, your blood relatives, friends, and even your lineage, sect, etc., will all benefit!

With such benefits, even if they were to be struck on the execution platform and all their achievements vanished, after reincarnation, someone would still gather their true souls and guide them back onto the path of cultivation...

But who could have imagined that this Great Dragon God who was in charge of the laws of death, after emerging from seclusion, had no intention of using the Heavenly Laws to deal with them, the Gods of Wealth, but instead, after restraining the Dao Fruit of the Way of Wealth, he connected with the power of fate to deal with this matter.
Looking at the fate of those beings outside the Heavenly Court who had no protection from the Golden Palace of the Ministry of Finance or the Dao Fruit of the God of Wealth, the Gods of Wealth within the Golden Palace of the God of Wealth almost completely lost their minds.

The wheel of fate had only struck twice when countless gods of wealth were terrified, their bodies collapsing and returning to the underworld... However, this was not the end, but a beginning.

Similarly, within the Forty-Nine Heavens and the Thirty-Six Heavens, four more layers are also divided.

Between heaven and earth, those who lose their wealth because of righteousness and law, their marks are also left in the four heavens that have been divided, due to the flow of fate.

Those who are still alive, or those who have already entered the cycle of reincarnation, have their destinies determined by the differentiation of the true spirit, distributing the blessings and other good fortunes cut from the wheel of life to them, or to their reincarnations...

Those who have died but have not yet returned to the cycle of reincarnation have their souls directly collected in the four separate heavenly palaces of the east, west, south, and north, where they enjoy blessings... until the blessings are exhausted, and then they return to the cycle of reincarnation.

Or perhaps, one carries this blessing directly into the cycle of reincarnation, to be repaid in the next life...

In contrast, the gods of wealth in the Golden Palace of the Ministry of Finance became even more terrified and their ugly side became even more apparent.

"No! I don't want to go through the cycle of reincarnation and suffer! I don't want to!" The God of Wealth looked at the dim God of Wealth mark on his withered palm, and felt the invisible wails of his descendants under the backlash of fate coming from the depths of his bloodline. He completely collapsed, screaming hoarsely, like a madman. The stench of the five signs of decay of gods and men appeared on his body, and his whole person became old.

"My foundation! My ten thousand years of arduous cultivation!" The God of Wealth tried to mobilize his magical power, but found that his once effortless supernatural abilities were now sluggish and unresponsive. It was as if countless voids within his body were devouring his power. He collapsed to the ground in despair, his own essence uncontrollably pouring out of the world.

And it was during this change that boundless Buddha light spread out.

Its gentleness and firmness, carrying the great compassion and the aspiration to save all sentient beings, instantly traverse the endless void!

Its light did not confront the chilling wheel of fate, but rather spread, permeated, and enveloped like flowing water.

Where the golden light passed, the waters of the Western Sea, the South Sea, the North Sea, and even the vast Central Sea all reflected the shimmering Buddha's radiance; in the Eastern Continent, the Western Continent, the Southern Continent, the Northern Continent, and even the Central Continent, every inch of land and every wisp of breeze seemed to resonate with faint Buddhist chants!
Above the golden palace of the Ministry of Finance, a golden lotus blooms.

"Amitabha, good, good, good."

On the golden lotus, an old monk wearing a kasaya appeared.

The old monk chanted Buddhist mantras, his voice not loud, yet resounding clearly in the hearts of every being entangled in the karma of "ill-gotten gains."

Whether it's the God of Wealth in the Golden Palace or the creatures in the world suffering the backlash of fate.

"The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore! The sins and debts of this world are like dew and lightning, all illusory!"

His gaze fell downwards, as if looking through the dome of the golden palace, taking in the God of Wealth who struggled in despair and regret and twisted in fear, as well as the countless beings in the world who fell because of wealth and suffered retribution.

"You are burdened with immense sins, deeply mired in the poisonous sea of ​​greed, anger, and ignorance, offending the destiny of heaven and earth, and thus incurring endless suffering. This calamity is difficult to escape, and you will be condemned to eternal damnation!"

The old monk's voice was compassionate, filled with boundless mercy, then he abruptly changed the subject:
"However, our Buddhist community is vast and will not abandon a single person! You may follow this humble monk to the Western Paradise, where you will sever the three thousand afflictions of the mortal world and cut off the web of karma in this world! For the rest of your lives, you will be by the side of the ancient Buddha and the green lamp, constantly chanting the name of Amitabha Buddha. The supreme Dharma can then transform your boundless sins, allowing you to repent and transcend the sea of ​​suffering!"

"Are you all willing to take refuge in the Buddha?"

The old monk sat high on the lotus platform, looking down at the countless immortals and gods who were entangled in ill-gotten gains and illegal wealth.

As the Buddha's light spread, the power derived from destiny was enveloped by it, and the wheel of destiny seemed to become dull.

"I wish to convert!"

"I wish to convert!"

"I am willing to offer this immeasurable wealth to the Three Jewels, and I also ask the Buddha to deliver me!"

"We all wish to take refuge!"

Whether it was the God of Wealth in the Golden Palace of Wealth, or the immortals and gods outside the Heavenly Court whose fortunes and longevity had been cut off by the wheel of fate, at this moment, they all put their hands together and prayed devoutly to the Buddha.

Having confirmed the consequences of their fate, and that their ill-gotten gains would lead them to utter ruin, these countless immortals and gods were filled with nothing but fear and dread. They were willing to pay any price to escape this doom.

"In that case, this old monk will sever your karmic ties in the mortal world." The old monk raised a magic knife in his hand.

Just as the old monk made his move, the figure of Dipankara Buddha also appeared on the Execution Platform.

"This humble monk greets the Great Dragon God who upholds Heaven and righteousness."

(End of this chapter)