From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

The Earth God was startled and asked tremblingly, "Great Sage, what... what is that?"

"Zhen Yuanzi".

Jiang Liu did not hesitate.

"What?"

The landowners of Black Wind Mountain were dumbfounded.

"It's not Zhen Yuanzi from Longevity Mountain, but a part of my primordial spirit that can help you cultivate... Don't worry, there are no restrictions like the golden headband. I just hope that after you achieve enlightenment, you won't be reluctant to return it to me," Jiang Liu joked.

The land remained silent, calming its mind, and realized that although "Zhen Yuanzi" would not actively help him circulate his internal energy, it could assist him in absorbing the essence of the sun and moon, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, to nourish his meridians and prevent them from swelling and pain.

However, his primordial spirit is insufficient, and his mind becomes fatigued, making it impossible for him to maintain the circulation of qi throughout the day. He still needs to rest.

Even so, it provides immense convenience.

This is the end.

This land of Black Wind Mountain has completely returned to the heart of the river.

As for Yuan Shoucheng, who was standing there dumbfounded, Jiang Liu ignored him and pushed open the gate of the old Guanyin Temple.

Wave--

Ripples spread through the space, like waves on water, transforming this tranquil mountain forest into a completely different world.

But we see:

Layer upon layer of palaces and pavilions, and layer upon layer of corridors.

Outside the Three Mountains Gate, towering clouds of ten thousand shroud the view; before the Five Blessings Hall, a thousand vibrant red mists swirl. Pine and bamboo groves on both sides, ageless and naturally serene; a grove of cypress and juniper, colorful and proudly elegant. And there stand the tall bell and drum towers, the majestic pagoda. Monks meditate in tranquility, birdsong echoes idly through the trees. True solitude is found in the absence of dust, true purity and emptiness are found in the presence of the Way.

Poetry:

The upper temple is nestled in a verdant valley, its scenic beauty surpassing even that of the Saha world.

Indeed, pure lands are few in the human world, and famous mountains are mostly occupied by monks.

"This...this is impossible! Even a Great Luo Immortal needs to use obsession as a catalyst to enter the Land of Obsession...The three bronze bells haven't been rung, there's no catalyst, how can one enter?"

Yuan Shoucheng was horrified.

"You underestimate the Great Immortal."

Jiang Liu shook his head.

Although this primordial plane is a "ring" of the multiverse, its cultivation is incomplete. It lacks genetic locks and spiritual light. Although it has the path of Qi cultivation, it only seeks to use the Samadhi True Fire to refine a tangible pill within its body using the Qi of the five internal organs and five elements.

This world—

The Three Pure Ones placed the Golden Elixir in the lower dantian for nurturing, and dared to call it the Great Way of the Golden Elixir.

The Buddha enshrined the relics in the ancestral orifice and then dared to expound the Zen principles of form and emptiness.

They are all heretics who only cultivate supernatural powers and magic, but do not seek the true path of cultivation!

This primordial world is uniquely endowed with abundant resources. If one were to go to another realm, taking Earth, where Jiang Liu is located, such a method that does not cultivate one's mind and character, even if it displays extremely strong power, would only be valued by those Quanxing demons who seek quick results and those rogue cultivators. The truly virtuous and reputable sects have never given this method a second glance.

The true Great Immortal is the embodiment of all things, encompassing countless other selves and other beings across multiple dimensions of time and space. Once one fully attains the Great Immortal status, one becomes an existence at the information level, just like Laozi and Shakyamuni.

Or transcend, and return to nature.

Or Nirvana, the attainment of spiritual enlightenment.

Yuan Shoucheng was unaware of these things. He stared blankly at Jiang Liu, about to ask a question, when he saw Elder Jinchi, a wealthy man with a large head, covered in gold paint, holding a string of prayer beads, and wearing a bright red monk's robe, walk out of the main hall.

He had his eyes closed, as if he couldn't see, but his nose twitched, and his voice boomed like a bell as he asked, "Who is it that dares to disturb my place of quiet cultivation?"

Yuan Shoucheng did not answer, but only looked at the river.

Jiang Liu did not answer, but simply set the fire.

With a flick of his hand, flames burst forth, blazing along the courtyard wall and instantly engulfing the entire Zen temple, illuminating it in a dim red glow.

"No! Don't burn it!"

Elder Jinchi is the embodiment of obsession. In terms of type, he is a "mechanical monster" who can be violently killed, but as long as the root of his obsession is found, his obsession can be easily resolved.

Just like the current obsession with the Golden Pool, the root of its existence is the flames caused by that robe. Now, setting another fire will surely dissipate its obsession.

"You set the fire yourself back then, and you tried to seize the cassock. You're reaping what you sowed, so you can't blame anyone else."

Jiang Liu gazed at Elder Jinchi, who wanted to put out the fire but dared not step forward and was pacing around in circles, and said in a low voice, "Now I am using this fire to quell your obsession."

Upon hearing this, Elder Jinchi simply shouted, "I don't want that robe anymore! I don't want it!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the entire body shattered, and the once magnificent Guanyin Temple returned to its original state of ruin, leaving only a large red kasaya behind...

Chapter 1395 Fortune Teller Mo Suanming

Looking at the bright red kasaya without the grid pattern, Yuan Shoucheng was taken aback and immediately began to doubt his own abilities.

If he can't predict the future, that's fine; he might even be happy.

But he had clearly calculated it—

After Elder Jinchi's obsession dissipated, what remained should have been a fire-resistant shield.

But why was this bright red robe, which looked like a piece of cloth, left behind?

Weird!

“If what was left behind was a fire-resistant shield, then Jinchi’s obsession is nothing more than the fact that Tang Sanzang and his disciples were not burned to death back then,” Jiang Liu suddenly said.

boom!

Yuan Shoucheng stood there dumbfounded, seemingly incredulous that Jiang Liu knew his thoughts.

To know.

Even if the Buddhas of Mount Ling wanted to read minds, they still needed to connect with the thoughts of mortals through the power of incense offerings and vows!

He had little connection with the chosen one, or even with the Great Sage Equaling Heaven, Sun Wukong, let alone any respect for him; their thoughts could not possibly be connected!

“The path of cultivation in the primordial world is flawed, and no one has attained the Great Dao. Even the six sages who relied on the Primordial Purple Qi to entrust their Dao to Heaven were merely taking a shortcut through the ‘Flowing Gate’,” Jiang Liu revealed the root of the problem.

"The Flowing Gate?"

Yuan Shoucheng seemed to have an epiphany and asked, "May I ask, Great Sage, what is your classification of the paths of cultivation in the world?"

"Leaving aside realms, let's talk about classifications. All cultivators in this primordial world, whether immortals, Buddhas, demons, or monsters, belong to the four categories of technique, flow, stillness, and movement."

Jiang Liu walked into the courtyard, picked up the bright red cassock, and draped it over his shoulders, forming a civil and military robe, but it was missing a belt. With a thought and a tug, he summoned the seven surviving wolf demons: Wolf Warrior, Wolf Swordsman, Wolf School Guard, Wolf Attendant, Wolf Assassin, Wolf Scout, and Wolf Archer.

"Your Majesty, spare me! Spare me!"

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Seeing Jiang Liu's incredible abilities, the seven wolf demons kept bowing to him, but Jiang Liu was not about to let them off the hook. He swung his Ruyi Jingu Bang and killed the wolf swordsman, wolf guard, wolf bodyguard, wolf assassin, wolf scout, and wolf archer, leaving only the wolf strongman cowering on the ground, trembling and not daring to show the slightest disrespect.

"I have already killed the six thieves outside your body. Are you willing to follow me in cultivation and subdue the six thieves in your heart?" Jiang Liu peeled off the wolf skins of the six wolves, cut them up, and made a wolf skin belt, which he tied around his waist and bound his civil and military robes.

"Yes! Yes!"

Wolf Warrior hurriedly agreed, fearing that if he said "no," the stick would hit him on the head and kill him.

After Jiang Liu had donned his civil and military robes and subdued the wolf warriors, Yuan Shoucheng asked, "What does the 'Shu' sect mean?"

"Like you, I seek immortality and consult divination to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune. I cannot attain immortality, but I can only avoid disaster. Moreover, the more I know, the more cautious and even despicable I become in my actions, making it difficult to attain the Great Dao."

"What about the 'Flowing Gate'?"

Speechless after being choked, Yuan Shoucheng continued to ask questions.

"The classics of a hundred schools of thought, the homage to the true saints. To achieve mastery, one must enter into a system, from the smallest human dynasty to the grandest heaven and hell. But one day, the great building will collapse, the pillars within will fall, a new emperor and a new court, falling into the mortal world, never to rise again. It is difficult to escape the cycle of birth and death of the world."

Jiang Liudao broke through the root of the character "Liu".

"Where is the 'Quiet' gate?"

Yuan Shoucheng nodded and continued to ask questions.

"Practicing Zen meditation, observing vows and fasting may bring some gains, but without the unity of knowledge and action, it's like a clay brick in a kiln, unable to withstand a torrential downpour," Jiang Liu said calmly.

"The 'Movement Gate'?"

"To replenish yang by absorbing yin, to burn without calcining. It's like trying to catch the moon's reflection in water, or drawing water with a bamboo basket. Although it may seem like a glimpse into the true essence of the Great Dao, it's merely mistaking metaphor for fact and interpreting the words literally."

After saying that, Jiang Liu added, "Fortune teller, please don't tell my fate. After all—I have already accepted my fate."

"???"

Yuan Shoucheng was still pondering the four categories of technique, flow, stillness, and movement when he heard Jiang Liu say such a nonsensical thing. He was baffled and even thought it was absurd.

Resign yourself to fate?

If this monkey truly accepted its fate, why would it choose to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation when it was Sun Wukong?

Why were you so ruthless last time, killing the Black Bear Monster, the guardian deity of Guanyin Bodhisattva in the South Sea? You didn't give the Bodhisattva any face at all!

In fact.

If this were on Earth, Jiang Liu would never have killed that black bear monster, but in this primordial world, reincarnation is a real concept.

Therefore.

To deal with such demons that wreak havoc on the world and disturb the safety of the people, one must naturally employ ruthless methods and show compassion.

As Guanyin Bodhisattva said in "Journey to the West": "Killing the demon is your achievement."

And this ancient, dark mythological version of Guanyin Bodhisattva...

He is indeed a Bodhisattva, but only a quasi-Bodhisattva. He has not yet fully entered the true Bodhisattva realm, and his state of mind is the same as that of Sun Wukong when he arrived in the Kingdom of Zhu Zi in "Journey to the West".

What solution?

In the Kingdom of Zhu Zi, Sun Wukong, in order to save the king who choked on a zongzi (sticky rice dumpling), refined a black gold pill. He needed 880 kinds of medicine, each weighing three catties, for a total of 2,424 catties of medicine. Although it was for the purpose of curing the disease and saving people, he also had the intention of not letting others find out the specific formula of his divine medicine.

Isn't this behavior similar to what Guanyin of this primordial world originally said when she was trying to enlighten the black bear monster: "If I don't put on this robe, how will sentient beings know that I have severed my worldly ties and dried up the golden sea?"

If one truly wants to do business in this world, one should naturally keep the secret recipe.

But should deities and bodhisattvas also do this when they are saving people from suffering?

if.