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Chapter 433 Deduction: If there were no demons in the world, how could there be Buddhas in the Pure Land? (Part 1)

"The Ancient Road of the Stars?"

Liu Sheng caught the familiar words spoken by the artifact spirit, as if he had heard them somewhere before.

"It is also called the Path to Immortality, the Path to Ascension, the Path to Feathering, the Path to Buddhahood, the Path to Falling into Demonhood, and the Path to Demonic Become. It is said that if you follow this path to its end, you can reach the Primordial Immortal Realm..."

The spirit Xiaoyu was eager to curry favor with the young master, so she spoke freely and incessantly, which greatly surprised Liu Sheng.

Previously at the Qingyuan Cave ruins, Master Wu Song once said that the universe is like a sea, and there are islands in the sea. Each 'island' is actually a world.

The stars in the sky are actually worlds, but they are separated from each other by the 'sea', preventing them from communicating.

If the various realms are like small islands, then the Primordial Immortal Realm is a vast continent.

For reasons unknown, the primordial immortal realm split into four continents, and some fragments scattered and gradually evolved into the various realms we know today.

The spiritual energy tides of all realms originated from the spread of the immortal energy tides of the primordial immortal realm.

Whenever the spiritual tide reaches its limit, the passage between the various realms and the Primordial Immortal Realm, also known as the Ancient Star Road, will open!

This is the only chance to enter the Immortal Realm. All beings in the world who aspire to become immortals will embark on the ancient path, fighting bloody battles to seize the opportunity to become immortals.

Therefore, this period is also known as the Age of Great Contention!
The spirit Xiaoyu touched upon the subject briefly, but with just a few words, she sketched out a magnificent and enchanting world that people yearn for.

Only by becoming an immortal can one transcend the Three Realms, be free from the Five Elements, live as long as the heavens, and enjoy eternal life, free from the suffering of lifespan.

The ancient road under the stars is fraught with peril, a path where all beings struggle to cross, destined to be paved with blood and bones on every inch.

"However, all of this is still too far away for me. After all, those who can embark on the ancient star road are all overlords and supreme powers who dominate a realm. I know my own limitations; I'm still far from being able to do so..."

Liu Sheng took a deep breath, came to his senses, his eyes were resolute, and his spirits were high.

But given some time to develop, he will definitely be able to embark on the ancient path of the stars!
After all, he's a cheat code, a talent unparalleled throughout history!
A future immortal destined to dominate the starry sky and step into the immortal realm!

After comforting Xiaoyu for a while, Liu Sheng took her into his body and nurtured her.

Currently, he possesses one Dao artifact (Yangzhi Jade Pure Bottle), two Xuan artifacts (Mountain-Chasing Whip, Azure Sea Divine Pearl), three Bao artifacts (Thousand Peaks Pagoda, Cold Jade Sky-Splitting Axe, Black Gold Broken Cudgel), and several spiritual artifacts (Mysterious Sky-Splitting Halberd, Blood Sin, etc.).

In addition, there is a single monkey hair left behind by the Six-Eared Macaque, whose power is no less than that of a Xuan weapon.

Now, the innate "Innate Golden Spirit" allows the body to nurture five magical treasures: the Willow Branch Jade Pure Bottle, the Mountain-Driving Whip, the Thousand Peaks Pagoda, the Cold Jade Sky-Splitting Axe, and the Black Gold Broken Cudgel.

As for the Mystic Artifact, the Azure Dragon Pearl, it was refined by the Azure Dragon's clone, causing this clone to undergo a transformation that is not yet complete.

It is said that this divine pearl also has a story. Originally, its grade was no lower than that of the Yangzhi Jade Bottle, but it fell into the category of Xuan artifact due to an accident, and still retains its incomplete artifact spirit.

After finishing all that, he gave Du Bingyan a sharp remark: "The revival progress is 42.3%; it will take several more hours."

We can use this time to do some important things, such as simulations!

Now, of the twelve incarnations, apart from the fairy in the painting, the other eleven can be promoted.

Which should be upgraded first?

He suddenly sensed something, looked up, and a thought struck him:
"Deduction...Gold-Toothed White Elephant!"

……

In the 972nd year, you awoke from your sleep, not knowing where you were.

The past is like water, gone forever, but that year, that mountain, that demon, will forever haunt your dreams.

You want to go back, back to that monster's paradise.

So, after quickly figuring out the direction, you embarked on your journey home, and memories of the past surfaced in your mind...

That year, you had not long since become a demon, and you were full of ambition, wanting to make a name for yourself. So you relied on brute force to occupy a mountain, recruited lesser demons and spirits, and went down the mountain to plunder and demand wine and meat.

Before two or three months had passed, a group of monks came to his door, saying that he had poisoned the people and brought disaster to the world, and that they wanted to kill him as a warning to others.

You wondered at the time, "It's just robbing some grain and demanding some wine and meat, is it really that serious?"
You should know that you personally led a group of lesser demons and spirits to reclaim wasteland and cultivate fields for the people below the mountain, cut down trees and build bridges, and robbed mountain bandits and highwaymen...

How did it become a poison to the people and a scourge to humanity?
But the monks wouldn't listen, chanting "Amitabha" as they killed all the little demons and monsters under your command.

You were severely injured and, seeing that you were no match for the enemy, you fled in a whirlwind.

When he recovered from his injuries the following year, he secretly returned to the old place and found that a new Buddhist temple had been built on the mountain, and the incense was very prosperous.

The people at the foot of the mountain have all become believers, and the fields have become temple property. They work hard every day, and they are all thin and emaciated with numb eyes. They are much more miserable than last year.

The bandits and highwaymen you robbed back then have all transformed into "good people," whipping the common people and harming the innocent every day. But on the first and fifteenth of each month, they rush to the mountain to offer incense and donate sesame oil.

You suddenly realize that helping villagers reclaim wasteland, build bridges, and pave roads is actually poisoning the people and bringing disaster to the common people.

Buddhist temples, which swindle land from people and collude with bandits, leave the people to toil day and night without enough to eat...

Does it mean peace and prosperity for the country and its people?
Is it really?

You became suspicious, so you decided to go and see the "Pure Land of Ultimate Bliss" that the monks had mentioned.

Go and see that sacred Buddhist land of Lingshan, where "the ground is made of gold, heavenly music is always playing, there is no three poisons, and no suffering exists."

Do you remember that journey of decades, stopping and starting, enduring countless hardships, until you arrived at Xiniu Hezhou, and arrived at...

Lion Camel Ridge.

It is just a stone's throw away from the sacred Buddhist kingdom of Lingshan.

That year, on Lion Camel Ridge—

Skulls piled up like mountains, bones scattered like forests, human hair stuck together like felt, human skin stretched out to dry on tree branches, human flesh rotting like mud, and human tendons wrapped around trees, dry and shiny like silver.

Even more disturbingly, demons were found dismembering people, cooking them fresh, creating a scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood, a truly stench-filled place.

Within the three gates, the Green-haired Lion King, the Six-tusked Elephant King, and the Golden-winged Roc King sat atop the White Bone Throne, commanding 47,000 to 48,000 demons.

At first, you wondered, since the Buddhist kingdom of Lingshan was so close, how could Lion Camel Ridge be filled with mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and demonic flames soaring into the sky?

Only after joining the group, eating their flesh and drinking their blood, and patrolling the mountains with Little Drill Wind for fifty years, and being promoted to a minor leader, did he ask the three demon kings about it at the grand banquet.

You remember clearly that on that day, the three demon kings were first taken aback, then clapped their hands and laughed, saying that you were born with wisdom and would definitely be able to enter Mount Ling and become a Bodhisattva in the future.

They say that sentient beings develop faith out of fear, and faith exists while fear exists; faith disappears when fear vanishes.

If there were no demons in the world, where would the Pure Land Buddha come from?

You understand, yet you don't.

Suddenly, I realized that perhaps those monks who stole your business back then weren't wrong in what they did.

Even if they are not fed and clothed, a bowl of porridge will earn their gratitude, and a scrap of food will earn their faith.

If we do not allow them to be complacent, then gentle words will be worth a thousand pieces of gold, and empty promises can deceive the masses.

However, what is “其” and what is “之”?
Cattle and horses? Animals?
Or is it the kindling that ignites the Buddha's light, the mud and sand that build the Zen temple?
you do not know.

Until that year, you met the pilgrim and his eldest disciple, Sun Wukong.

Seeing that mischievous monkey drinking and chatting with the three kings, they then drew their swords against each other...

(End of this chapter)