Crossover: Is this how it's sewn?

Chapter 71, page 069: The Six Paths of Reincarnation

In a rented room in Tokyo, a middle-aged man with dark circles under his eyes was heavily typing on a keyboard. Little did he know that his cheating would encounter a hacker. What a joke!

Do you want to experience the true meaning of life? Do you want to truly live?

[yes/or/no]

The man was a little stunned. He was a programming student, and the other side had basically taken over his computer. It seemed that he didn't need to try to trick them into giving him access. What was this thing?

"The true meaning of life?" The man smiled bitterly. Isn't the true meaning of life being tricked into marriage, having everything drained from you, and then giving up completely?

When the man clicked "yes," everything went black before his eyes, and fragments of memories kept surfacing. He was a descendant of Yaro, who died in battle during Japan's Edo period. He had an unsavory childhood, but through his talent, he learned to read and write. By chance, he followed a daimyo across the sea to visit Yangmingzi in the Ming Dynasty.

He encountered a storm at sea and died. When he finally reached the Ming Dynasty, Yangmingzi had already sacrificed his life for the Ming. He returned to China with the teachings of Yangmingzi given to him by Yangmingzi's disciples.

In his later years, he comprehended the philosophy of mind and attained the Buddha's level of constant concentration. Unwilling to die just like that, he discovered in Yangmingzi's idea that the essence of mind is the principle of Heaven that everyone has the confidence to become a saint, as this semi-saint said.

"Is it the Six Paths of Reincarnation, or the Corpse-Dissolving Immortal of the Eastern Jin Dynasty?" The man's originally colorless eyes burst forth with brilliance, as he usurped the will of heaven and resisted the invitation from the main god.

In a short time, the man read all the memories in his body, mobilized his biomagnetic field to communicate with electromagnetic fields, broke through the information network built by modern human society, and locked the location of Xu Zhenqing and Erii.

"Tsukuyomi's fate, no, it should be Tsukuyomi's reincarnation, otherwise there would be no such means." The man was somewhat dazed. In his perspective, there were traces of some reincarnated beings like himself.

Xu Zhenqing felt spied on. He glanced at the camera, removed his personal information protection, and silently asked himself, "Who are you?"

Upon "hearing" Xu Zhenqing's voice, the man instantly broke out in a cold sweat, realizing that he had not "seen" Xu Zhenqing at all.

"Are you the senior who sent me the invitation?" the man asked cautiously.

What is the cycle of rebirth in the six realms?

Upon hearing this, the man was taken aback, guessing that this might be a recently appeared sage. So he explained, "Legend has it that Yangmingzi obtained a corner of the Immortal Plate and left it in the classics of the School of Mind. The organization mainly operates in Southeast Asia and is considered to be spontaneous. Members of the organization will reincarnate to prolong their lifespan."

"What about the immortal corpse-dissolving master of the Eastern Jin Dynasty?"

The man continued to explain: "After Earth entered the Dharma-ending Age, some Qi cultivators from the pre-Qin period embarked on the ancient starry road, while some powerful cultivators who remained chose to form the Reincarnation Seal, hoping to live a second life and pass through the Dharma-ending Age. This method was particularly popular during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, but later the Earth's environment deteriorated further, and the environment that could accommodate Corpse-Dissolving Immortals disappeared, so this school of thought died out."

"And what is Tsukuyomi's reincarnation?"

The man frowned, realizing that this senior was not from the Japanese spiritual world, and then continued, "Tsukuyomi was a powerful cultivator in ancient times, but she failed to complete the Samsara Seal. However, she did not die and survived until the Edo period, when she chose to reincarnate."

"I need to make a copy of your memories, is that alright?"

"Senior, please forgive me for not being able to agree."

Without forcing him, Xu Zhenqing removed the veil over the will of Heaven and said calmly, "If you can achieve a state where you know all things and benefit the world, act independently without being swayed, be content with your fate, and live a life of peace and benevolence, then I will not make things difficult for you."

Thunder rumbled in the sky, the throne was usurped time and again, and the will of Heaven was enraged, sending down a tribulation of lightning.

The man sighed. This senior didn't want to take him in as a dog, but rather wanted him to be content with his lot and not cause trouble.

Looking at the watch on his wrist, the man knew he had not escaped the control of this so-called supreme god, and his most urgent task now was to survive the tribulation of lightning.

"I have read about various methods of tribulation by lightning, and it is not difficult to overcome them. I would appreciate your guidance, senior."

The Heavenly Tribulation Missile was activated, bombarding the man and interrupting his continuously rising aura. He spat out a mouthful of blood, formed a blood seal to block the Heavenly Tribulation Missile, and wondered, "This shouldn't be happening. Wasn't it supposed to be a test lightning bolt first? Why has it changed to a new type?"

The entire city of Tokyo was engulfed in the lightning tribulation. The master of Biyou Palace, who had just arrived in Tokyo, changed his expression slightly. When did heavenly tribulations become so modern? The ancient texts of the seniors did not mention this.

Members of the divine assembly jumped out and said to the man undergoing tribulation from afar, "Senior, please move to the sea!"

The already frustrated man, upon hearing an ant dare to speak to him like that, coldly retorted, "Baka! I can undergo my tribulation wherever I want, and it's none of your business, you little brat!"

"Senior, everyone here is a commoner."

"Then I will go to the palace and use its array to overcome my tribulation."

The gods were dumbfounded; they'd rather some civilians had died.

"Please feel free to ask for anything you need, and Shenji will do its best to fulfill it."

"I need the blessing of the nation's fortune, but not much, just two or three layers will suffice."

An old Yin-Yang Master who arrived nearly vomited blood upon hearing this; losing two or three layers of national fortune meant facing a calamity on the verge of national annihilation.

The man sensed the national fortune of Longchang. He originally only wanted one level, but this national fortune was linked to the United States and was of very poor quality, so he said a little more just to be on the safe side.

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The fate of a nation is actually the will of heaven for the nation, similar to the will of heaven for the earth, only on a smaller scale and more reliant on the power of humanity.

This old monster wanted to use the nation's fortune to offset the heavenly tribulation, which is also a common method of overcoming tribulation.

National fortune can also assist in spiritual cultivation, which is similar to official positions and titles, like divine favor, and can consume national fortune to accelerate cultivation.

"Think about your ex-wife, senior, and your lovely little daughter," the leader of the Divine Assembly threatened.

"Go ahead and kill them, it won't dirty my hands." The old monster spat out a strange fish, a shikigami connected to his life. The fish swam in the lightning tribulation, devouring the power of the lightning.

When the old monster broke through the outer array of the Japanese royal palace, he escaped into a secret realm.

Having once been a Japanese official, the old monster was very familiar with these things. He casually took out a folding fan that he had once stored among them; it was Liu Xia Wenyang's secret weapon.

The folding fan is made of silk, with the fan ribs made of an unknown animal bone. When opened, it features a muddy willow branch and a short poem.

Sorrowful thoughts bring bitter rain, leaving people to sigh in vain. Spring's beauty is too fleeting to appreciate, and the willows cannot sleep.

Holding the folding fan, the old monster's expression gradually calmed down. It was this folding fan that kept him from being harassed by evil spirits in his later years.

Although this heavenly tribulation was strange, the old monster was confident that he had enough means to withstand it.

As thousands of bolts of lightning struck, the willow branches in the folding fan seemed to come alive, growing taller in the wind and transforming into a length of thirty feet, striking the lightning with either a sword or a club.

(End of this chapter)