Blind Ghostwriter: Starts with the full level of Nine Yang Magic Skill

Chapter 306 The Legend of the Seven Saints Slaying Gods (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

As the inner demons were extinguished, the Buddha's palm, which blotted out the sky, slowly rose, as if it had never fallen, yet it took away all the filth and despair that shrouded Northern Zhou.

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Like the sighs of millions of wronged souls, or like the draining of a murky swamp by an invisible giant hand, the terrifying demonic energy that permeated the heavens and earth and was as thick as ink was dissolved and disintegrated at a visible speed under the wash of the boundless Buddha light.

They were no longer abysses that devoured light, but transformed into wisps of thin gray smoke, silently vanishing in the golden light, without a trace of evil left.

The shattered city of Wutong was bathed in a warm and holy golden rain.

The sky was no longer a suffocating dark red; a clear, azure blue reappeared, and sunlight pierced through the thin clouds, shining on the ruins, revealing a tranquility that seemed to have survived a catastrophe.

Amidst the rubble and scorched earth, tiny, vibrant green shoots quietly emerge, as if the earth's wounds have been soothed by a compassionate hand, and it is now radiating new vitality. The countless Buddhas floating above the imperial city, still chanting their sacred hymns, begin to slowly dissipate.

In the distance, the Buddhist and demonic energies surrounding the Venerable Huineng, who sat cross-legged in the center of the ruins, had completely subsided, transforming into a deep and stable black and white luster that was intertwined.

The jet-black stone that had been swallowed was now firmly enveloped in a cocoon of light woven from countless fine gold and black runes, hovering between his clasped hands, its aura completely isolated.

His face was serene, as if in deep meditation, with only a faint Buddhist mark between his brows. He looked up at the countless illusory Buddha images in the sky, and at Gu Mo, who had now transformed into a true Buddha, a compassionate smile appeared on his face. He murmured, "Amitabha, so there really is a true Buddha in this world!"

At this moment, Gu Mo was suspended in mid-air.

A system notification sounded in my mind:

[Slaying an eight-star wanted criminal]

[Received an eight-star reward - a max-level magic sword]

[Whether to receive it]

……

The Demon Blade is a sword technique named after a demon, existing on the extreme principle of "sacrificing oneself." Its ideology of "abandoning gods and Buddhas, deviating from the norms" rejects worldly morality and emotional ties, and reveres absolute power.

Revered as "the most perfect sword technique in the world," it completely liberates martial arts from the constraints on human nature. The Demon Blade consists of nine forms, each incorporating demonic energy and the will to kill, with each form containing the true essence of the demonic path.

……

After receiving the max-level demonic blade, Gu Mo felt inexplicably emotional. The Buddha Kingdom in his palm, which he had just created by fusing the Tathagata Palm, the Great Vajra Divine Power, and the Domain Golden Core, was the most sacred Buddhist skill in the world. Yet, in an instant, he also possessed the most demonic martial art in the world.

This is also a unique form of the coexistence of Buddha and demon.

For a moment, Gu Mo couldn't help but ponder: if he were to use his now fully-developed demonic blade against his inner demon, whose demonic nature would be stronger?
Just as Gu Mo was pondering,
The vast phantom of the Buddhist kingdom behind him and the towering golden body of the Tathagata quietly disappeared, and the dazzling golden light receded back into his body like a tide. He was still wearing that blue robe, and his aura returned to calm.

He flew swiftly to the side of the holy monk Huineng.

“Amitabha,” said the holy monk Huineng with a smile, “So, Master Gu is the Buddha.”

Gu Mo said, "Holy Monk, everyone in the world can be a Buddha."

“It is because I am attached to appearances,” said the holy monk Huineng. “To have a kind heart and to act with kindness is to be a Buddha.”

Gu Mo looked at the Holy Monk Huineng and found that he was now completely devoid of life and his primordial spirit power was almost exhausted. He was only holding on with his last bit of willpower.

“Holy Monk, your condition is not good,” Gu Mo said.

The Venerable Monk Huineng chuckled and said, “Death is not the end, but merely a return to bliss. This humble monk has cultivated for a lifetime, and in the final moment I was able to attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven, see the Buddha, and have my wish fulfilled by suppressing the demonic entity within my heart. In this life, I have already achieved enlightenment.”

Gu Mo cupped his hands and said, "Holy Monk, you take it upon yourself to save all living beings and use your body to suppress demons. I admire you. This act is no less than Buddha cutting off his own flesh to feed an eagle or offering his body to a tiger."

The Venerable Monk Huineng said, "This humble monk has two more things to tell Hero Gu."

"please say."

The Venerable Monk Huineng said, “I am about to pass away. I have temporarily sealed the Demon Stone with the Buddha and Demon Qi of my Great Sun Demon Power. However, the Buddha and Demon Qi are formless and intangible, and a medium is needed to carry them in order to seal the Demon Stone for a long time.”

Originally, this humble monk intended to transform into relics upon his passing. However, the combined energies of Buddha and demon have now evaporated and dried up my physical essence, making it impossible for me to transform into relics. Currently, among all the countries in the world, only the Great Bright Temple possesses complete Buddha relics. Therefore, I humbly request that you, Hero Gu, deliver the demonic stone to the Great Bright Temple.

Gu Mo thought for a moment, then slowly untied a pouch from his waist, took out the relic that Master Liansheng had given him, and asked, "Will this work?"

The holy monk Huineng was slightly taken aback upon seeing this, then smiled and said, "Indeed, everything in the world is preordained. Fate and cause and effect are indeed incredibly wondrous."

The holy monk Huineng held out his palms, and the black magic stone between his palms seemed to be drawn by an invisible force, slowly drifting towards the suspended relic.

The moment the magic stone and the relic touched—

A sudden change occurred!

The hard form of the magic stone suddenly melted away, turning into a deep, flowing, pitch-black liquid.

This liquid seemed to possess life, gleaming with a dark luster. It was formless and intangible, yet it contained a vast energy that transcended the mortal realm—it was the Origin Qi.

The moment the source energy of the demonic stone came into contact with the relic, it was like water droplets merging into a sponge, seeping into it without any resistance, and was instantly enveloped by the warm and holy light.

At the same time, the ever-flowing, almost tangible Buddhist light and demonic energy around the holy monk Huineng seemed to be attracted by the relic.

Two completely opposite yet co-originating streams of azure-colored energy, like two intertwined ribbons of light, rapidly detached from his body and precisely wrapped around the relic that was absorbing the source energy.

The two energies of Buddha and Demon rapidly rotated, compressed, and merged on the surface of the relic.

As the light shifted, it became thinner and thinner, eventually transforming into a nearly transparent mist, like a thin veil in the morning light, gently covering the surface of the relic.

Immediately, the mist vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.

The brilliance faded, and the dust settled.

The relic floated quietly in Gu Mo's palm, still perfectly round and as warm as ever, as if the breathtaking fusion and purification just now was nothing more than a gentle breeze on a stone, leaving no trace.

"Amitabha!"

The holy monk Huineng put his hands together and said, "Within a hundred years, this demonic stone will no longer have the ability to harm the human world."

Gu Mo felt the relic in his hand. Although it did not appear to have changed, he could sense that the Buddha and Demon Qi of the Holy Monk Huineng had been transformed into an object that could trap the source Qi through the medium of the relic.

It's an item of the same level as the small iron cage that Qi Miaoxuan used to capture the Fire Qilin Ancestral Fire Source Qi back in the Northern Desert.

Gu Mo thought to himself, "The Great Sun Demon Art has this effect? ​​Doesn't that mean Ye Chen's bad luck and good luck energies can also be turned into such items?"

In the distance, Ye Chen, who was drinking water, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine.

Gu Mo looked at the Holy Monk Huineng and asked, "Holy Monk, is there a second thing you want to say?"

The holy monk Huineng said, “Great hero Gu, I am born with knowledge. Being born with knowledge does not mean that one is born omniscient, but rather that at a certain stage, one suddenly awakens to innate wisdom and understands the cause and effect of past lives.”

Seventy years ago, I awakened to innate wisdom overnight, thus renouncing worldly life and becoming a monk—this is my destiny. I previously heard that when you defeated Su Qianqiu and became the number one in the world, I inquired about you. If I'm not mistaken, you too are born with innate knowledge!

The awakening of innate wisdom was actually a secret of Gu Mo.

However, when he learned that there were seven kinds of saints in the world, one of whom was born with knowledge, he knew that with his sudden rise to prominence, someone would surely associate him with being born with knowledge.

In addition, as his martial arts skills improved, he no longer paid too much attention to it.

“Yes,” Gu Mo said. “According to the records in the classics, I am indeed one of those who are born with knowledge.”

The holy monk Huineng chuckled and said, "Perhaps this is a sign of a change in the heavenly secrets."

For the past seventy years since I awakened my innate wisdom, I have been consulting relevant records and books. In particular, I paid even more attention to this matter after learning that the Great Sun Demon Art was searching for innate saints everywhere.

I've consulted countless ancient texts and discovered a pattern: any kind of innate saint can only exist once; two cannot exist simultaneously. Yet, you and I exist at the same time—this is a flaw in the secrets of heaven.

Gu Mo asked, puzzled, "Then, what does this mean?"

The Venerable Monk Huineng said, “On the innermost bookshelf on the fourth floor of the Feilai Temple’s Sutra Repository, there is a stone tablet that I obtained by chance forty years ago. That stone tablet is probably more than two thousand years old. It records a story, the story of the Seven Sages Slaying the Dragon.”

The story says that a long, long time ago, a divine dragon appeared in the world. It was worshipped by people and called the Azure Dragon. It controlled the wind, rain, thunder, lightning, and the four seasons. It was the god of the world and controlled all the laws.

However, the Azure Dragon gradually became unruly, reversing day and night, disrupting the seasons, and causing capricious winds and rain, threatening the world with annihilation. At this time, seven saviors appeared on Earth; they were born saints. The seven joined forces to storm the heavens, slay the Azure Dragon, and a new god was born, restoring peace to the world once more.

Gu Mo frowned slightly but remained silent.

The Venerable Monk Huineng continued, “At the end of that stone tablet, it says that the operation of heaven and earth has rules and laws, yin and yang have mutual restraint, all things have mutual generation, and gods govern the rules of the world. However, in order to prevent gods from having desires, there are rules to restrain gods. The existence of seven kinds of naturally born saints is to prevent gods from having desires.”

This may just be a story, but after I encountered the Great Sun Demon Art, I began to believe it. After consulting the relevant records and books, I discovered the rule that the same saint cannot coexist, but now you and I coexist.

If that story is true, it means that the mission of naturally born saints has arrived, and to prevent unforeseen circumstances, or to fill the gaps as needed, situations have arisen where the same type of saint coexist in the world.

Gu Mo pondered for a moment and said, "So, the Holy Monk believes that a new era of god-slaying has arrived?"

The holy monk Huineng responded: "If that story is true, it is only natural that new gods would develop desires after more than two thousand years, and a new round of god-slaying is also plausible."

"I hope it's just a story," Gu Mo murmured.

“Amitabha,” said the holy monk Huineng, his hands clasped together, his voice deep and resonant, “I also wish it were just a story. There can be faith in the world, but there should be no true god.”

Having said that, he raised his eyes and calmly looked at Gu Mo: "Great Hero Gu, this humble monk only wishes that you may forever remain a mortal. Amitabha!" As the last Buddhist chant faded, the Holy Monk Huineng lowered his head slightly, and in an instant, all life vanished. His body rapidly withered, then, like an ancient artifact weathered for a thousand years, turned into ashes, scattered with the wind, and disappeared without a trace.

Gu Mo watched as the holy monk Huineng turned to ashes, clasped his hands together, and bowed deeply: "May the changes in the human world be as you wish."

Although he had only met the Venerable Huineng today, he was already deeply impressed by the Venerable Huineng's profound Buddhist teachings and his compassionate nature.

immediately,

Gu Mo turned and left, and as he walked, he examined the source energy of the demonic stone inside the relic.

Suddenly, he discovered something amazing.
The source energy of the demonic stone is constantly devouring a portion of the malevolent energy originally from the Great Compassionate Monk, which was contained within the source energy of the Mirror of Reincarnation hidden in the relic.

At this moment, the source energy has no consciousness, so this behavior is just instinct.

"It will devour malevolent energy, and thus it will devour other forms of Qi. This is why these source Qi can give rise to divine consciousness."

Gu Mo basically understood why the primordial energy was initially governed by laws and natural processes, without any consciousness, but later various taboos arose. This was because the primordial energy instinctively devoured and merged with other substances according to its own attributes, and in this process, divine consciousness would arise.

For example, the instinct of this demonic stone's source energy is to devour demonic desires. Over time, it gives birth to a complete desire consciousness, which becomes a heart demon.

"The same principle applies to Baiyujing. However, Baiyujing has different characteristics. It does not devour the demonic energy of the human world, but absorbs the memories of the primordial spirit and continuously merges them to create a perfect human being. The demonic energy of the demonic stone gives birth to inner demons, so theoretically speaking, Baiyujing gives birth to a perfect god!"

As Gu Mo pondered, he played with the relic in his hand, sensing the demonic energy emanating from it. Unconsciously, he began to circulate the Dao Heart Demon Seed Technique to try and absorb the demonic power.

To his surprise, it actually worked.

The purity of each strand of magic power far surpasses that of the Great Art of Planting Demons in the Heart of the Dao.

"No wonder Qi Miaoxuan took away the Fire Qilin's source energy. As long as a matching technique or method is found, the source energy can be used."

For a time,

Gu Mo felt a sense of unease.

Qi Miaoxuan himself possessed thousands of years of cultivation, and he also had the power of a dragon hidden within him, in addition to the source energy of the fire unicorn.

"This old codger's value is still rising!"

Just as Gu Mo was feeling sentimental,
Ye Chen ran over and shouted, "Big brother, how is it? Is the inner demon dead?"

Gu Mo nodded slightly and said, "He's dead."

Ye Chen exclaimed with delight, "That bastard is dead! That's wonderful! Hey, brother, didn't you say before that the inner demon blocked the Heavenly Gate for seven hundred years, preventing ascension? Now that the inner demon has been killed, does that mean that the human world will return to the era of free ascension like in ancient times?"

Gu Mo nodded slightly and said, "Theoretically speaking, that's how it is."

Ye Chen frowned and said, "I'm afraid something big is about to happen."

"Why do you say that?" Gu Mo asked.

Ye Chen sighed and said, "Think about it, brother. You met Ling Xiao, the number one in the world before last, at Longhu Mountain, and you also got news of Jiang Ruoxu, the number one in the world before last, at Penglai Island. Some time ago, we met the Great Compassion Monk in Chang'an City. Aren't these people all half-step ascension realm?"
They all hesitated to ascend because of their inner demons. Does that mean there might be others who have also reached the half-step ascension realm, using special methods to survive? Now that their inner demons are no longer suppressing them, they'll likely act without restraint, either breaking through or recovering their cultivation. If their numbers are small, it's fine, but if they become large, it will inevitably cause chaos. Not everyone cultivates legitimate martial arts; there are quite a few evil and demonic techniques!

"This……"

Gu Mo thought about it and felt that Ye Chen's words made a lot of sense. However, he changed his mind and said, "I can kill my inner demons, so what trouble can those people cause?"

Gu Mo didn't think it would have any impact on the possibility of hidden half-step ascension realm cultivators. In his opinion, even if there were a thousand or ten thousand half-step ascension realm cultivators, their combined threat would not be as great as that of Qi Miaoxuan.

immediately,

Gu Mo then put away the relic and picked up the dragon scale. He then took Ye Chen and left, flying towards Feilai Mountain.

……

At this moment, wails of agony rose throughout Wutong City.

From the moment Gu Mo eliminated his inner demon, the demonic energy emanating from the imperial city began to dissipate, and those whose minds had been corrupted by the demonic energy and controlled by desires gradually regained their senses.

They are not puppets; their desires have been amplified by demonic energy. They are still themselves, and they will not forget what they did. However, now that their desires have returned to their original form, they have come to their senses.

Many people broke down at this moment.

When desires are amplified to an unlimited extent, people will lose their ethics, morality, and compassion. Some may kill their own wives, children, and elderly parents; some may live a dissolute life; some may kill indiscriminately...

but,

The impact of Gu Mo killing his inner demon goes far beyond this.

at this time,

On a mountain peak three or four hundred miles outside Wutong City, Qi Miaoxuan was gazing at Wutong City. He saw the city filled with surging demonic energy, and he also saw Gu Mo's Buddhist kingdom in his palm destroying the inner demons.

“He’s gotten stronger again…” Qi Miaoxuan muttered, her voice devoid of emotion.

"Hmph, feeling the pressure now, you lowly slave," the sealed Azure Dragon sneered. "Lowly slave, this Gu Mo is a dragon. His talent is unparalleled. So what if you've lived for a thousand years? In front of him, you're just like a dog!"

Qi Miaoxuan said calmly, "He actually has such a Buddhist supernatural power hidden in addition to transforming into a dragon. This kid is really good at hiding it. Fortunately, it is a Buddhist supernatural power. He can't use this demonic stone source energy. If it were a demonic supernatural power, then I would have really aided the enemy this time!"

“You trash,” Qinglong mocked, “You don’t even dare to kill a mere inner demon, and you have to use someone else to do it.”

Qi Miaoxuan remained expressionless and said, "Qinglong, you don't need to provoke me. It's useless. I have my own plans. Not only will I borrow other people's people to kill this inner demon, but I will also borrow other people's hands to get that Heavenly Gate in the sky."

"I helped that kid named Jiang Ruoxu see the truth about the Heavenly Gate and even gave him a wisp of Origin Qi. With that kid's arrogance, he would definitely try to open the Heavenly Gate with his sword. Now that Gu Mo has killed the inner demon, his chance has come."

"Ha, trash!" Qinglong said in a deep voice, "You old guy who has lived for over a thousand years, was beaten to a pulp by Gu Mo, a young man in his twenties, and didn't even dare to fight back. You trash!"

Qi Miaoxuan curled her lip and said, "Qinglong, are you stupid? I deliberately guided Gu Mo to kill the inner demon, and Jiang Ruoxu opened the Heavenly Gate with his sword so that they would destroy the eyes of the Outer Heaven and attract its attention for me. You actually dare to provoke me and make me kill Gu Mo now? Do you think that's possible?"

"Trash!" Azure Dragon said, "Gu Mo is a dragon, his talent is unparalleled. Let me tell you, if you don't kill him now, he will definitely kill you when he reaches adulthood!"

Qi Miaoxuan chuckled and said, "When I killed the Fire Qilin last time, I fought with Gu Mo and saw him transform into a dragon. He wasn't a true dragon like you. He cultivated some kind of martial art, but he was still human. Azure Dragon, you'll be disappointed. He's not your kind!"

Compared to his methods of transforming into a dragon, what I care more about is that he was born a sage, a person born with innate knowledge. But since both are born sages, and even both are born with innate knowledge, why is this monk Huineng so far inferior to Gu Mo?

Qinglong suddenly asked, "You said Gu Mo was born with knowledge, are there two other people born with knowledge?"

“Indeed,” Qi Miaoxuan said, “The monk who just died was also a born sage, one who was born with knowledge!”

Qinglong's tone suddenly became somewhat urgent as he asked, "Qi Miaoxuan, how many naturally born saints are there in this world?"

"Why do you care about this?" Qi Miaoxuan asked, puzzled. "Was your death back then related to being born a saint?"

Azure Dragon suddenly fell silent.

"Hahahaha..." Qi Miaoxuan suddenly burst into laughter and said, "I knew it, hahaha, Azure Dragon, I tricked you into telling me. Your death back then was indeed not so simple. It was indeed related to the innate saint. You were quite good at hiding it, but I still managed to get it out of you, silly dragon!"

"Bitch slave!"

"Silly Dragon!"

……

In a deep canyon, miasma filled the air, and there were broken and rusty swords and piles of white bones everywhere. This was an abandoned ancient battlefield where a large-scale war had taken place.

now,

In the ancient battlefield, a heavy, rusty sword suddenly gleamed, and a figure suddenly appeared—it was Jiang Ruoxu, who had transformed into a sword spirit.

He suddenly looked up, his eyes filled with confusion, and asked in surprise, "The inner demon has disappeared? What happened?"

He looked up and pondered for a long while, then muttered, "It doesn't matter anymore. Perfect. Now that the inner demons are gone, I, Jiang Ruoxu, will open the gates of heaven with my sword, restore a bright and clear world to the mortal realm, and find the true path to immortality!"

Immediately, Jiang Ruoxu's figure transformed into a wisp of green smoke and instantly disappeared into the heavy, rusty sword.

"Qiang——!"

A clear, resonant sword cry echoed through the abyss, and the rusty sword suddenly burst forth with blinding brilliance, transforming into a stunning rainbow that tore through the miasma and shot straight into the sky.

Its speed was as fast as lightning, covering thousands of miles in an instant, crossing mountains and rivers in a short while, and heading straight for the capital of Chu.

The rainbow circled once above the magnificent imperial city, carrying an unparalleled sharpness, ignoring all palace restrictions, and hovered with perfect precision in front of Emperor Xiao Zhaolin of Chu, who was reviewing memorials.

The sword trembled slightly, covered in rust, yet it exuded an ancient sword intent that sent chills down one's spine.

This sudden scene would definitely frighten most people.

However, Xiao Zhaolin, seated on the throne, merely raised his head slowly, his face expressionless. Two cold, tangible golden rays suddenly flashed in the depths of his profound eyes, piercing through the sword and directly piercing the primordial spirit within it.

"What kind of lonely ghost dares to be so presumptuous before me?" Xiao Zhaolin's voice was deep and majestic, carrying the chilling inviolability of an emperor.

With a flash of light, Jiang Ruoxu's phantom materialized from the sword, solidifying before the imperial desk. He stared directly at the emperor on the dragon throne, his voice carrying an undeniable resolve: "Xiao Zhaolin, I am Jiang Ruoxu. Today, I will make a deal with you. The inner demon is dead, and the dormant Ascension Realm monsters will surely emerge one after another. Cooperate with me, and I can guarantee the safety and security of your Great Chu Dynasty!"

(End of this chapter)