From Under One Person: Sincere Journey Through the Heavens

I used to imagine that the stairs leading here had been worn smooth by the bodies of countless slaves and captives, but now I know the answer!

It can fill in this fault line that is of unknown depth!

Beneath the sea of ​​clouds lie only withered bones!

Boom!

The earth shook violently, and the crystals and ice crystals hanging upside down from above suddenly fell. The white passage also collapsed due to the tremors, revealing the true face of the Great Black Heaven Thunder Mountain.

A Buddha statue that is several tens of meters tall!

It has faces on both sides, one side is the compassionate Buddha, and the other is the wrathful Vajra. Wisps of black smoke rise from it, emitting a soul-shaking roar.

I don't want to die!

Why did you kill me?

My eyes! My eyes!

Die! Die!

We...we will overthrow the entire Kunlun Mountains!

Amidst the smoke, ghosts howled and wolves howled, countless resentful thoughts converged and merged, shattering the stone statue. This caused the marrow crystals to transform into a wisp of smoke, linked by the magnetic field, which actually formed the shape of that wisp of resentment, pouring down directly towards the Dragon Pill.

"Om Mani Padme Hum!"

Jiang Liu chanted the six-syllable mantra, circulating his energy to protect Partridge Whistle, Old Foreigner, and Flower Spirit, resisting the onslaught of countless resentful thoughts.

The earth trembled!

Glacier overturned!

Resentment and spiritual power collided, distorting space and surging upwards.

But in an instant, the rock strata, lake water, and glaciers above were covered with fine, spiderweb-like cracks, until they could no longer withstand the pressure.

Bang!

When the power of the mind erupted, the rock layers, glaciers, and underground water systems, which were over a kilometer in diameter, all broke apart and annihilated into the most basic particle state.

On the Dragon Peak Glacier, Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei had already felt the glacier's tremors, so they stopped fighting and either transformed into Qi and soared into the air, or stood on the clouds in golden light.

The demon mother's expression also changed, and she had no choice but to remain suspended in the air.

It was pitiful that the elderly Lu Jin and Zhang Zhiwei, who were conjured by the Ghost Mother, were unable to protect themselves under the combined influence of those two spiritual forces.

The elderly Lu Jin turned directly into dust, while the elderly Zhang Zhiwei leaped and bounded, finally managing to escape the Dragon Peak Glacier before being affected by the light of the soul, and arrived at the mountainside of the high mountain in the east.

Look down again.

Jiang Liu was sitting cross-legged atop a semi-circular mountain peak shaped like yellow jade. With a flick of his hand, Partridge Whistle, Old Foreigner, and Hua Ling appeared out of thin air in front of Elder Zhang Zhiwei, Zhang Zhiwei, and Lu Jin, and were grabbed by them.

"What is that thing?!"

Upon seeing what appeared to be millions of faces wailing and roaring within that mass of black mist, Zhang Zhiwei, the elderly Zhang Zhiwei, and Lu Jin were all terrified.

Looking down further, beneath that semi-circular mountain peak, countless naked, withered bones were piled up, a dark mass resembling dead wood or fossils, grotesque and terrifying.

In that instant, both Zhang Zhiwei and the elderly Zhang Zhiwei realized the true nature of that black mist—it was formed by the combined resentment of tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands, of dead people below!

"This is troublesome!"

The elderly Zhang Zhiwei, holding the Partridge Whistle, quickly climbed to the top of the mountain and said to Zhang Zhiwei and Lu Jin, who were leading the old foreigner and Hua Ling down, "Such a huge resentment is rare in the world!"

Even if the butcher Bai Qi had massacred 400,000 people, it wouldn't have gathered such a massive amount of resentment!

Moreover, these resentments are extremely pure!

Without any yin spirits or yin energy as a vessel, it took shape solely from resentment, vaguely revealing a will to overthrow everything... The resentment of sentient beings is no different from their worship; both can be categorized as faith, and it has already become a deity!

Having said that, he looked at Jiang Liu, who was sitting cross-legged on the dragon throne, and asked, "Is he your friend? Why doesn't he run away?"

"Perhaps they want to destroy that ghost or god."

Zhang Zhiwei shrugged. "If this thing gets out, the devastation it causes will be far more than just talk!"

"...Your friends are really quite confident."

The elderly Zhang Zhiwei sighed and looked down again, only to see that the river was not moving at all, letting the black clouds and mist surge against it.

Do not!

It wasn't that he didn't fight back, but rather that he opened all nine orifices, absorbing all those resentful thoughts into his body and soul.

"This is insane!"

Standing atop the western mountain, the Ghost Mother witnessed this scene and sneered, "To actually swallow resentment, aren't you afraid your soul will be devoured?"

Once all the resentment had been channeled into Jiang Liu, it transformed back into countless strands of resentment, mirroring their appearance in life, swarming towards Jiang Liu's consciousness like ants or locusts...

# Chapter 1043 Hurting her is like hurting your mother—

Within the imaginary space, Jiang Liu's consciousness manifested.

Faced with the countless beings formed from resentment, Jiang Liu remained unmoved. Within his mind, the Azure Dragon and White Dragon on his head recited the Dharani of the Secret Relic Box of the Tathagata, the Twenty-Four Devas in the Tower of the Gods recited the Heart Sutra, and Avalokiteshvara in the ocean recited the Six-Syllable Mantra. He remained as still as Kunlun Mountain, letting them tear him apart.

The resentment severed Jiang Liu's consciousness hand, but the hand grew back instantly; it cut off his primordial spirit's leg, but the leg also regenerated immediately; it gouged out his primordial spirit's eyes, but the eyes also grew back.

As the saying goes:

A thousand years have passed, yet the soup in the bowl remains, a sea of ​​complaints and unquenchable hatred.

To cultivate one's mind and achieve the Dharma, one must be willing to cut off one's own flesh to feed the eagle.

A fleeting moment in the outside world, a thousand years in the heart.

For a thousand years, countless resentments have been gnawing at the river's flow, but the resentment has dissipated into nothingness.

Looking at Jiang Liu's consciousness again, it no longer had a human form, but only a Mount Sumeru supporting a twenty-four-layered spirit cage pagoda, for a total of thirty-three layers!

Then I saw golden lotuses blooming inside the pagoda, their light radiating. A spark of consciousness rose from below, merging with the pure and sincere spiritual light, and blazing forth with boundless brilliance at the top of the pagoda, transforming into a radiant form.

In an instant.

Jiang Liu's consciousness returned to its original form, his mind became pure, and he merged with his primordial spirit and physical body.

Under the light, the countless resentments returned to their original state, bowing and thanking Jiang Liu. The last trace of their will in the world returned to heaven and earth, leaving only a glimmer of spiritual light that gathered and transformed into a hawk, soaring to the shoulder of Jiang Liu's mind.

But Jiang Liu smiled slightly, lifted it above his head, and made it stand on the top of that radiant image.

It's not about emulating the sovereign who stands beneath the roc, but rather that this roc was transformed from the pent-up resentment of the many slaves and captives persecuted by the demon kingdom.

They were also citizens of China, but they were born at the wrong time, suffered hardship throughout their lives, and were even pushed into the abyss after death, never seeing the magnificent view of the sea of ​​clouds, which led to their resentment. How pitiful they were.

Moved by compassion, he instructed the golden-winged roc to stand atop his consciousness, enabling it to see higher and farther than he, a cultivator, and that was all.

As for those seven Anantas...

Let's just stay here for now, on the Tower of All Heavens in his mind and consciousness.

outside world.

As Jiang Liuxin's Dharma Image was fully formed, it shone brightly and emitted thunderous sounds, achieving a similar effect to Zhang Zhiwei's unfinished Dharma, but in a more complete form.

The reason is that Zhang Zhiwei's method ultimately only used Qi as its source, while Jiang Liu's method originated from the mental landscape and reflected the physical landscape. With the unity of body and mind, the golden elixir's radiance naturally spread throughout the body, making every cell crystal clear, as clear as crystal.

Furthermore, because it is connected with the still-lingering energy within the Kunlun Dragon Peak Glacier, it forms a state of Nirvana. The energy flows through the Zanggugou Valley, where one can see overlapping gates and thousands of lotus flowers, converging with the energy of heaven and earth, combining the five elements and merging yin and yang, drawing life force to gather on the top of the Dragon Peak, where a verdant, swaying plant grows beneath the river, supporting the river and forming a thousand-petaled lotus platform.

Jiang Liu sat cross-legged on a lotus platform, his palms facing each other, forming a primordial elixir. During his cultivation, his primordial spirit merged with his physical body, and his Dharma body naturally took shape.

His body grew larger, reaching six zhang in length. His hair on top was jet black, yet each strand was crystal clear, swirling together to form a swirling topknot, as if an illusion existed within it.

This is a sixteen-foot-tall golden statue!

The so-called "golden body" is not actually golden or dazzling; it's just that "gold" has always been a rare substance and doesn't decay like ordinary metals, hence the use of the word "gold" as a metaphor.

All that's needed is to repair it—

The Dharma of the mind gives rise to light, and the Dharma of the body illuminates the universe.

Then one can achieve a height of sixteen feet!

However, just after Jiang Liu cultivated to the sixteen-foot golden body, the sacred embryo of his human body's aura connected with the aura of the Kunlun Dragon Peak that had not yet completely dissipated, thus preserving a glimmer of hope for him.

A peacock-shaped aura was observed gathering in a valley somewhere in the eastern Kunlun Mountains.

Another sight appears at the confluence of cliffs in the western Kunlun Mountains, forming a majestic aura shaped like a roc.

Moreover, at that location of the Qi formation in Western Kunlun, there happened to be a Peng bird residing. By a twist of fate, it received the Yin-Yang transformation of that Qi formation, gaining spiritual insight and awakening its wisdom…

And the Eastern Kunlun Mountains—

With the power of her Boundless Demon Eyes, the Ghost Mother took the creation of that energy and merged it into herself, gaining the power of the Five Elements. Her five internal organs emitted five-colored light, and she then transformed into a peacock body that was about ten meters long.

What a magnificent peacock!

Poems as proof:

A twelve-tiered jade screen, its swirling dance startling the winds that pierce the heavens.

The Jade Pool has lost its Rainbow Skirt Dance, and Kunlun Mountain is now all within sight.

Then the Ghost Mother transformed into a peacock, spreading her wings to create a whirlwind that darkened the sky and earth. With a snap of her beaks, she swallowed Jiang Liu, who had just achieved the sixteen-foot golden body, whole, and laughed loudly, "The Serpent God is destroyed, and Jiang Liu has been devoured by me. This world will now be under my rule!"

Before the peacock could take flight, it let out a mournful cry, could no longer flap its wings, and crashed towards the top of the eastern mountain. In a panic, Lu Jin, Zhang Zhiwei, and the others hurriedly ran towards a huge rock near the mountaintop, fearing that they would be smashed to the ground by the enormous peacock.

boom!

The peacock landed on the top of the eastern mountain, flapping its wings as if to take flight again, but its back suddenly trembled and then a large hole appeared.

Then, the river flowed out from it.

The peacock could no longer maintain its form and reverted to its original form as the Ghost Mother. It simply collapsed to the ground, its internal organs shattered and a large hole torn in its back.

Jiang Liu's sixteen-foot-tall body shrank back to its original height, but he still had a topknot on his head, with three thousand strands of black hair hanging down casually behind his head.

"Brother Jiang!"

Lu Jin shouted and jumped out from behind the rock, ran to the front, and immediately asked, "Have you become a Buddha?"