In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 600 [A Dream of Offering Sacrifices to the Dao, Mahayana Buddhism's Winning Teachings]

The Karmic Fire True Spirit Tribulation is even more ferocious than the Karmic Fire Red Lotus, with increased power at the same price. It ravages the starry sky, blooming one dazzling red lotus after another, burning the primordial spirit and purifying the true spirit.

The faith power that was originally meant to provide resources has now turned into firewood, making the karmic fire burn brighter and brighter, almost dyeing the entire sea of ​​lightning red.

Thought power is karma power. Living in the mortal world, all beings have sins!

Just like yin and yang, two sides of the same coin, if one wants to bear the crown of faith, one will inevitably be burned by the fire of karma and suffer the disgrace of the country, thus becoming the master of the state; if one suffers the misfortune of the country, one will become the king of the world.

Lin Xian's physical body exploded, and even his primordial spirit was shattered, his soul scattered and split into three, each enduring a different trial.

In the past, I heard the curses of the world. Human desires are like rolling stones from a high mountain; once they begin, they can never be stopped.

The Buddha uses his power of thought to benefit all beings, nourishing their lifespan and enabling them to live to a hundred years old without suffering from any diseases. However, after living to a hundred years old, people then yearn for immortality and want to live to a thousand or ten thousand years old.

Believers kneel in the main hall, light three sticks of incense, and make wishes. If their wishes are not fulfilled, they become resentful, and past favors turn into hatred.

"I have knelt before the Buddha for three thousand years, yet the Buddha has shown me no mercy!"

"You false Buddha, you hypocrite!"

"False compassion, hypocrisy..."

The spittle of the masses rose, pointing at the Buddha and venting their dissatisfaction. They felt that the Buddha possessed great supernatural powers, yet he was unwilling to lend a helping hand.

Lin Xiandao sighed, "The Supreme Beings of the Forbidden Zones also possess great supernatural powers. Why don't you go and beg them for help?"

"Because you are a good person."

The power of sentient beings' vows is reflected in this way, and the Buddha, being compassionate, will not retaliate. Therefore, they dare to curse and swear. As for the Dark Lord, no one wants to go to the forbidden zone to seek death.

The seven emotions and six desires transformed into the rolling red dust, disturbing Lin Xian's Daoist heart. He then saw Bodhi and used the sword of wisdom to sever the threads of emotion.

"My actions are guided by my conscience, as clear as a mirror, and all my deeds are righteous!"

The true self now shouts loudly, unmoved by the thoughts of sentient beings. The reason he does good is because he is willing to do good. His Daoist heart is eternal, as firm as Mount Tai, unmoved for eternity.

If one harbors resentment because of the slander of others, then one's spiritual heart does not belong to oneself and is shaken by the world.

If one feels joy because of the praise of all spirits, then that person's Dao heart does not belong to me; their heart is bound by labor and servitude.

Neither increasing nor decreasing, neither born nor dying, only then can I be the sole supreme being in heaven and on earth!
The past is set, the present remains unchanged, and the future lingers at the end of the river of time. A Buddha, like a hermit, makes one grand vow after another, soothing the emotions of all beings: "May I, in my next life, when I attain Anuttara-samyak-sambodhi, have my own light blazing forth, illuminating immeasurable, endless, and boundless worlds… May I, in my next life, when I attain Bodhi, have a body like crystal, clear and bright inside and out, pure and without blemish; with vast light and immeasurable merit…"

Although we cannot satisfy the needs of all beings now, we will surely be able to do so after countless eons, enabling all beings to become Buddhas, possessing the thirty-two major marks and eighty minor marks of a great man.

Let me first attain Buddhahood, and then lead all sentient beings to attain Buddhahood. This is the most essential meaning of the Great Vow.

I envision a bright future, binding all beings to my warship, allowing all spirits to lend me strength and wisdom for financing, thus accumulating immeasurable merit.

Human beings are selfish and can never be united unless their own interests are threatened. Only when there is a common interest can there be true unity of purpose and the oneness of all Buddhas.

With three measures working in tandem, the Dao Palace Secret Realm radiated boundless immortal light. Just as Lin Xian was about to come back to life, proving the truth that Quasi-Emperors are extremely difficult to kill, the Emperor's shadow in the Heavenly Tribulation suddenly moved again, flipping the Xuanhuang Mother Qi Cauldron over and refining the Supreme Immortal Fire in preparation for refining the Great Pill.

Lin Xian screamed in agony, like a monkey trapped in the Eight Trigrams Furnace, unable to break free. He felt his essence gradually thinning, and he was truly about to be emptied of all four elements.

"Reversal is the movement of the Tao, weakness is the function of the Tao. All things under heaven are born from existence, and existence is born from non-existence." The lightning emperor's shadow smiled slightly and said, "There is strength before there is weakness, there is up before there is down, there is high before there is low."

Without mediocre old cultivators, how could one display extraordinary talent and surpass ordinary people? Only through comparison can the gap be revealed.

In this world, there is strength and weakness, light and darkness. The two complement and interact with each other, and neither can destroy the other.

Extreme weakness leads to nothingness, but it is also the beginning of existence.

"Selling off to empty?!"

Lin Xian looked pained as he struggled inside the cauldron. He understood the principles, but the problem was that it was too difficult. If he could reduce it to emptiness, he would not be a quasi-emperor, but an immortal emperor.

If you align yourself with the Great Dao and succeed, you are in harmony with the Dao, which brings great benefits. If you fail, you are out of harmony with the Dao.

Learning brings daily progress, while the pursuit of the Way diminishes daily. Throughout history, only cultivators on the verge of death have directly confronted the Great Way of the Universe.

At this moment, another imperial figure slowly spoke, expounding the Great Dao Heavenly Sound: "Have you ever seen plants wither and then flourish again? The simplest and most basic truths are contained in ordinary things."

Everything is like this: after a long period of division, there will be unity; after a long period of unity, there will be division. From prosperity to decline, from decline to annihilation, and then from annihilation to rise again, just like a brand new cycle.

Even the eerie plateau understands this principle, forbidding the trampling of the Qingmiao civilization and prohibiting anyone from holding a grand sacrifice in private before the birth of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor in all worlds.

If all worlds were completely destroyed, the invincible plateau would fall into internal strife, like a yin within the sun and a yang within the yin, splitting into opposing factions.
When the class system becomes rigid, a few Dark Immortal Emperors who are too eager to advance might usurp the throne. Meanwhile, the Dark Ancestor, who has been invincible for countless years, is struggling to break through. Perhaps a few ancestors will have a flash of inspiration, use their astonishing wisdom to cut off their dark side, and seek transcendence through light.

"The flourishing and withering of plants are rooted in the earth, and the transformation of the silkworm into a phoenix is ​​a metamorphosis of life. So where does the pursuit of emptiness stand?"

Lin Xian muttered to herself, her mind in a daze, as if she were drifting in the universe, recalling her life like a revolving lantern, how illusory it all was, like a page of data, gone in an instant, like a great dream.

Dream?
Proving the truth in a dream!

Oh right, how could I have forgotten that?

Lin Xian suddenly shuddered, breaking through the void to see his true self. Since reducing to emptiness is illusory, then he should seek within illusion.

In the real universe, a quasi-emperor naturally cannot reduce something to nothing, nor can they perform a ritual to purify the Dao; that would be too ethereal and unreal.

To transcend, there are two conditions: one is to burn away all rules and order, sacrifice the supreme path and one's own path of evolution, and achieve emptiness.

The Immortal Emperor has a realm, reaching the perfect realm. The Sacrifice Dao is without realm, where all four elements are empty. Above the Sacrifice Dao, the concept of emptiness is even sacrificed away. Only in the true emptiness can wondrous functions arise.

This is so similar to dreams, which fill the void with dreams, and then empty the dream, leaving you as a higher-dimensional life form upon waking.

Furthermore, transcending the second condition is also crucial. It requires the heroic spirit of "I will go even if there are thousands of people against me", the courage to give up everything, and an unshakable belief that can conquer the ages and always remain in one's heart.

In reality, with Lin Xian's cautious Dao heart, it would be impossible for him to do so. But it's different in the dream world. Everything is reduced to ruins and emptiness, which is equivalent to a higher-dimensional life form descending. Acting as a player in the dream world, he naturally has a fearless Dao heart.

Perfectly fulfilling both conditions is equivalent to taking a series of mock exams, much like a mortal laying the foundation for the Dao.

This is enlightenment in a dream!

It is boundless spiritual fantasy, the transformation into a bird named Peng, a carefree journey, second only to the transformation of the false into the real. In terms of personality, spending all day indulging in daydreams perfectly matches that of the red-haired monster, and will be blessed with great fortune in the dark.

"I understand, I get it all."

Lin Xian suddenly realized that he had always been on this path, but those involved were often blinded while bystanders saw clearly. Now, Di Ying had enlightened him and helped him find a new direction.

Sacred ritual is not a realm, but a state. It can not only sacrifice one's own origin, but also sacrifice dreams, and sacrifice the Tao in dreams.

He closed his eyes slightly, seemingly asleep yet not asleep, and was in harmony with the thoughts of all living beings. With the help of the wisdom of all spirits, he created a world of his own. In his dream, he was omnipotent, the number one genius in the world. He could punch a baby and kick Ye Hei, creating an invincible aura!
"What Three Emperors? They're nothing but idiots. I am the true red-haired heir, and I shall suppress all enemies!"

Although Lin Xian was beaten to pieces and almost lost his soul, he still maintained an optimistic spirit and immersed himself in his dream. In the dream, he performed a ritual to worship the Dao and a great Confucian scholar debated the classics for him.

This is the Nine Secrets of Lin Xian – Classic.

The great Confucian scholar debated the classics, recreated the history books, treaded the path of song, ascended to the heavens, and the immortals of the forest covered the sky.

Upon seeing this, the two imperial figures twitched at the corners of their mouths, barely able to contain themselves. To attain enlightenment in a dream, coupled with Lin Xian's Dao heart, could be considered the Mahayana Winning Path, the number one supernatural power in Buddhism. Truly, anything is possible in a dream.

It even vaguely resembles the style of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor's "Slaying Myself to Understand the Dao" and the feeling of the Empress living out her second divine life.

"However... illusion is ultimately just illusion."

Neither of the two Heavenly Emperors agreed. In their view, the physical body was the foundation of invincibility. While belief was important, and even a Celestial Emperor could return with a single thought, it was ultimately not as good as physical invincibility.

If you can sweep through the entire game and crush your opponents, why bother with rebirths and resurrection matches? You can just become a digital monster and clear the game in one life.

"The lineage of sons and grandsons is endless; this is the essence of filial piety!"

Lin Xian shouted, and not only did hundreds of millions of believers pray, but in the distant future, eighteen generations of his descendants joined in. Many vague causal lines were born in the void, creating a dream together, attempting to create the legendary Western Paradise.

Faith is the immortality of the spirit, and blood is the immortality of the body. The faith of a deity's descendants will inevitably be purer than that of others, and more conducive to spiritual practice.

In fact, if it evolves to its extreme, it could even develop into a blood sacrifice!
"Blood sacrifice?"

Emperor Ying, who was holding the immortal sword, changed his expression. In his era, the wilderness was primitive and ancient, and all civilizations were just beginning to form. Blood sacrifice was prevalent. Even in his difficult battle, his relatives volunteered to sacrifice themselves, providing a trace of true blood to help him kill the seven quasi-immortal emperors.

"It is truly a case of filial piety and parental love to have descendants offer sacrifices to their ancestors."

Another imperial figure scoffed, gazing at the various developments in the dream world. The divine dynasty waged wars in all directions, capturing slaves as sacrifices. However, the slaves were limited to low- to medium-level rituals. The more noble the bloodline, the more grand the sacrifice. In fact, the last king of the divine dynasty sacrificed himself as a sacrifice to the heavens.

This is a way to complete a fragment of the Great Dao, and at the same time, it is also a way to understand the mythical ancestors. One person's strength comes from the imagination of others.

One day, our ancestors will emerge from mythology, far surpassing their former selves, possessing many supernatural powers.
There is a faint trace of the divine organization's longevity method here, with each of the sculpted statues being equivalent to a holy spirit stone embryo.

One day, when the Holy Spirit reaches His Great Perfection, the stone embryo will transform into substantial flesh and blood.

This perfectly unites the immortality of both body and spirit in everything.

However, this is not the end, but the beginning.

As the saying goes, immortality is easy to obtain, but eternal life is hard to find. If the universe remains unchanged, even cultivators at the second level of immortality can ascend to the immortal realm and enjoy immortality, but immortality does not mean eternal life.

Even if a being in the Immortal Realm is killed, they will still die. Even a True Immortal will perish if they encounter an environment devoid of spiritual energy, but the process will be very long, with their lifespan changing from infinite to millions or even hundreds of thousands of years.

Only immortals and immortal kings can truly achieve immortality. Even if a great calamity were to befall an immortal king one day, he could still transform into an elixir of immortality after death and remain in the mortal world forever.

The Holy Embryo attains perfect perfection and immortality. However, the dream universe will one day perish. At that time, the sky will collapse and the earth will sink, and everything will become nothing. If you want to achieve the goal of being imperishable and eternal, there is only one way.

That is - Run!

Only by stepping out of this universe, reaching the end of time, and waiting until the day the dream universe is sacrificed, will a trace of reality manifest as a mark of the past.

"This universe is an illusion, a dream!"

"The legendary immortal realm is a hoax, ascension is a hoax."

"All living beings should not cultivate themselves, but rather cultivate truth!"

"Respectfully presented to the cultivator!"

In the dream, Lin Xian was already the number one person in the illusory universe, and could be called the strongest Heavenly Emperor in history. He keenly sensed the clues, so he established the Heavenly Court and ordered the heavenly soldiers and generals to inscribe many runes in all the heavens and myriad realms, waiting for them to resonate together one day.

He was unwilling to become a mere phantom being and was determined to defy the heavens, gathering the power of the entire universe to carry out a vast and boundless ascension ceremony.

Looking down upon the ages, refining everything into one furnace, and taking the entire universe into his own body, Lin Xian aims to refine the mortal realm, break through the immortal realm, and lead all living beings into that realm of truth.

"The Secret of the Word 'Run'!"

Lin Xian, the Heavenly Emperor of the Dream Universe, roared, stepping on the long river of time, suppressing this world, and leading an entire realm to ascension.

However, the supreme being in the dream world did not believe Lin Xian, thinking that he wanted to refine all the spirits in the universe to fulfill his own desire to become an immortal.

Once the chain of suspicion is planted, it is bound to erupt. At the most critical moment, all the Venerables acted together, and a true dragon bloodline from the Immortal Realm delivered the final blow.

With a deafening roar, the final outcome was a lose-lose situation: the universe was destroyed, the Heavenly Emperor was about to fall, all the Venerable Ones were also on the verge of collapse, and the True Dragon was struggling to survive in the Chaos Sea.

The universe returned to nothingness, plunging into chaos. Countless years passed before a pair of eyes slowly opened, reflecting the dreamscape, and the world was reborn.

The surviving creatures from the previous night were stunned when they looked into those eyes. Then, they understood the cause and effect. Whether they were excited, thrilled, or smiling, they all felt relieved and liberated.

"Eh, so I am Lin Xian." The Heavenly Emperor Lin Xian smiled slightly, only now realizing who I am, and then dissipated as a wisp of thought.

The Immortal Dragon looked up at the sky and laughed loudly, "I never imagined that I was also an Immortal Lin."

"Yes, yes!" The Venerable Ones suddenly realized, clapping their hands and laughing, "I am Immortal Lin, Immortal Lin is me, we are all Immortal Lin!"

The crowd transformed into streams of light, becoming thoughts that danced in the chaos. Finally, with a deafening roar, chaos was separated, the universe was reborn, and the sun and moon shone high in the sky.

Lin Xian slowly opened her eyes and woke up.

(End of this chapter)