Chapter 1343 "Writing" History
Through the rampaging earth, fire, water and wind, Meng Qi could only vaguely see the auspicious cloud and the dim light and golden lamps around it. Apart from that, everything else was covered.
When he retracted his gaze, he vaguely felt that Yuanshi Tianzun looked at him, with no sadness or joy in his eyes.
After waiting for a long time, there was no change. Meng Qi engraved the mark here, completing this journey back in time, pushing the traces of his existence in Jiuyou forward to the time of its creation, and became an ancient creature that witnessed the entire history of Jiuyou, a real ancient creature!
Of course, his consciousness is not like the real other shore. It has already lived outside the long river of time and can exist at every moment in the past at the same time. It can only be transferred between the marks left in history. It has no great impact on actual combat, but the essence is completely different. It is one of the differences between false and true, and one of the differences between relying on Jiuyou and one's own ability.
Meng Qi's consciousness did not directly transfer back to the current node, but retrieved the history of Jiuyou and descended to a certain era.
According to what Xiao Sang said before leaving temporarily, if he could go back to the past, he must come to see "Him"!
The yellow-brown water rolled and flowed, full of death and sinking. Countless wronged souls and evil ghosts floated in the ripples, pulling all things that passed through here, wanting them to wash away their memories and spirituality, and be trapped in the underworld forever.
There was no sediment accumulation on this section of the river. The mountains on both sides were rugged and steep, like monsters lurking in the darkness. At this moment, a monk who was six feet tall, pale and thin, with a compassionate look and wise eyes was walking on the edge of the cliff, enduring the bone-scraping gale, freezing cold and decadence, without any pause or bitterness.
Meng Qi appeared beside him, followed him quietly for a few steps, and suddenly spoke in a low voice:
"World Honored One."
This monk was the Lingshan Buddha who measured the Nine Netherworlds in the past, the Lord of the Saha World, the only one who transcended, and it was unknowable and undiscussable!
After the fall of the other shore, only a simple imprint of the past remained to maintain the course of history. What would happen to the Lingshan Buddha who had achieved the Dao Fruit Realm? Would it be different from the fallen other shore?
This is why Gu Xiaosang asked Meng Qi to come and see the "imprint" of the Buddha, to see if he could peek out some secrets and use them when he reached the other shore!
The Buddha clasped his hands together, his expression unchanged, and did not pause for a moment because of Meng Qi's arrival and shouting, as if there was nothing outside his heart, and even more nothing outside his body. In short, he turned a blind eye and turned a deaf ear.
Meng Qi put his hands behind his back, his black robe rustling in the strong wind above the Yellow Springs. He continued to walk side by side with the Lingshan Buddha, talking to himself:
"I have been to Lingshan before, following the river beside Lingyun Ferry down, tracing back to the back peak, saw the remaining carapace after the Golden Cicada shed its shell, and entered the place where the Supreme True Buddha was imprisoned..."
He described slowly, recounting his experiences of going in and out of Lingshan several times, covering everything in detail, as if asking the Buddha for advice.
But the Buddha still had no reaction, more like a brand than the suppressed Ananda brand.
Turning his head, Meng Qi looked at Him deeply, said no more, and his body dispersed like mist and disappeared here.
The strong wind swept, the Yellow Springs raised waves, and the Buddha walked forward step by step, as if he was going through eternity.
Suddenly, a tiny crack appeared behind his head, and then it expanded rapidly and continued to extend. It peeled off its skin like taking off clothes, and a brand new figure walked out from it. He was still six feet tall, pale and thin, with a compassionate expression and wisdom in his eyes. He paused for a moment, looked back at the place where Meng Qi disappeared, and his mouth cracked, revealing forty Buddha teeth!
The peeled shell shattered into pieces, turned into pieces of glass light, fell into the underworld, and disappeared in an instant.
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After his will was transferred, Meng Qi still did not return to the current node, but came to nearly two hundred years ago, and appeared next to a gap in the Nine Netherworld that connected and invaded the real world.
Outside the gap with rolling black fog, there stood a mountain, majestic and gloomy. It was Tianzhu Mountain in Xiniu Hezhou in the Journey to the West world, the dojo of the immortal demon god!
Through the gap, one can vaguely see the tomb in the mountain. There are long-burning lamps inside, but there is no coffin. There is only a black cloud ice bed, on which sits the immortal demon god covered in a black robe.
Opposite him stands a heroic man with a proud body and pale golden skin. In Meng Qi's view, he is so familiar and so closely related.
This is the incarnation of the "immortal body" who came to visit the immortal demon god in the past to inquire about the whereabouts of the descendants of Wuzhuang Temple!
"Should I call you Samantabhadra Bodhisattva or Guanyin Bodhisattva?" Huasheng asked seriously.
At this moment, the Undead Demon God suddenly cast his eyes towards the Nine Nether Crack below Tianzhu Mountain and said in a deep voice:
"Which demon god is here? Why are you eavesdropping?"
Meng Qi sighed and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked: "When the demon god escaped from Lingshan, did he see anything that made him afraid to leave this world and unwilling to return to the Pure Land?"
His "Immortal Dao Body" incarnation looked dazed in the face of this sudden situation, because the past was transferred to the Nine Nether, and only the imprint remained.
The Undead Demon God was silent for a long time before he said: "I don't remember, I don't know which demon god it is?"
"Which one?" Meng Qi smiled rarely, "Isn't it the one in front of you?"
"You..." The Undead Demon God's emotions obviously fluctuated, and he was horrified, and then he realized, "It turns out that this is no longer the current node. You have achieved the other shore. Looking back here, no, you are the false other shore, the false other shore achieved by the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art."
"Since you know that I have achieved the pseudo-other shore and am the direct descendant of Yuxu, what else can the demon god not say?" Meng Qi said calmly.
The immortal demon god pondered for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why not ask at the current node? Could it be that I have already fallen at that time?"
"No." Meng Qi said concisely, "Demon God, you will understand why in the future."
Hearing Meng Qi's answer, the immortal demon god was obviously relieved, and then sighed and said: "When I seized a glimmer of life and escaped from Lingshan, I discovered two things. One is that at the moment when all the Buddhas fell together, there was an obvious strong fluctuation on the back peak of Lingshan, with a sense of ecstasy, and, and it was very similar to the breath of the Buddha..."
"The Supreme True Buddha, the product of the Buddha's reduction and seeking emptiness, I have dealt with Him in the future." Meng Qi said calmly.
"Supreme Buddha..." The immortal demon god muttered to himself, "So that's it."
After a few pauses, he continued: "At the moment when all the Buddhas fell, the ancient Buddha Bodhi blocked the demon saint. It was neither too early nor too late, just right. He failed to stop Ananda from reversing the formation, and the demon saint had no time to save the other great saints. It seemed that her five virtues were polluted by the nine netherworlds, and then Amitabha came."
"No wonder the Great Sage Equal to Heaven called him teacher at that time, and no wonder you dare not return to the Pure Land of Buddhism." Meng Qi's tone was a little more sighing.
Seeing that the immortal demon god had nothing else to reveal, his figure flashed, leaving a mark here, and then returned to the current node, allowing history to be quietly interpreted and maintained as it was.
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Meng Qi, who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the dark peak, opened his eyes. At the same time, the immortal demon god in the world of Journey to the West suddenly trembled, and a memory that did not exist before appeared in his mind.
The figure hidden in the gap of the Nine Netherworld was still vivid in his mind, and the conversation was always echoing in his mind. His heart was left with relevant traces of his return to the past.
"I will understand why in the future..." The immortal demon god whispered to himself.
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"Su Meng!"
The Buddha of the World of Freedom groaned in pain, and the Buddha character on his forehead was bright. One by one, the swastikas were stacked, blooming with glass-clear light, performing a series of Tathagata palms, resisting the erosion of the flesh and blood, and leaping into the Western Paradise.
Before he really entered, the flesh and blood suddenly fell off by itself, losing its vitality and spirituality, and decayed into mud.
"This is Su Meng's own flesh and blood, the harvest after melting and assimilating the remnants of the Eastern Emperor..." The Buddha of the World of Freedom no longer had an angry look, and was at ease.
With the pressure of the other shore, relying on a piece of flesh and blood would definitely not hurt himself, but just disgusting, so that he could continue to test the waters in the future.
On the ancient Fusang tree, the Green Emperor looked at this scene and suddenly sighed.
I already know what Su Meng wants to say.
He used this incident to show me the current situation: when facing the alliance between Buddhism and the Mother of No Birth, when the Demon King wavered in his position, I and the Lord of Morality were at an absolute disadvantage. More importantly, I was the last to achieve the other shore, and my own power has not yet grown. Only the Nine Spirits Yuansheng and the Moonlight Bodhisattva can show off.
The subtext is obvious: I urgently need an ally, an ally from the other shore, an ally representing the power of the Jade Void Palace!