Chapter 930 Another Me (First Update)

A golden Buddha statue surrounded by grayish-white air stood in front of them, shaped like a stone forest, but it could not cover the golden hoop stick that reached into the sky. At the junction of it and the sky, a dark and invisible vortex slowly rotated, and thunder and green lotuses were constantly circling around the stick. Sometimes it was empty and deep and terrifying, and sometimes it was condensed like a nebula, brilliant and pure.

This was the scene in Meng Qi's eyes. Everything felt unreal, and even the voice coming from the depths of the giant pit was covered with a layer of illusion, as if separated by thousands of mountains and rivers:

"Swing the knife in your heart and see if you can save them."

"Or, you die and they live."

Jiang Zhiwei struggled desperately, but she couldn't even shake her head, and she couldn't make a sound. Her throat was ringing with anxiety, and her grief and anxiety condensed into mist, which filled her bright eyes. The water light was hazy, as if urging Meng Qi to escape quickly, not to care about himself and others, and to keep the green mountains alive, so that there would be no fear of running out of firewood!

Zhao Heng, who was lying in front of the golden-winged Roc, closed his mouth and looked directly at Meng Qi with his eyes, which were full of calmness, emotion, and determination.

If you die, we may not be able to survive, but if you don't die, we still have hope of resurrection!

Ruan Yushu was thrown to the ground, with pieces of ice crystals remaining on her white dress, her face was pale, her lips were bloodless, and she shivered all over her body. She tried her best to move her lips and make a sound, but she couldn't break through the shackles and was powerless.

Her eye sockets quickly turned red, and her eyelashes trembled like thick brushes, giving birth to a bit of pity in addition to the coldness. Occasionally, there was an illusory sound of the piano overflowing from her soul, and she was in a panic.

For some reason, Meng Qi suddenly remembered what Ruan Yushu had said:

"If one day you find a chance to get rid of the Six Paths, and He uses me to trap you, then you don't have to care."

"Being controlled by the Six Paths is equivalent to death. It is better to get rid of one or two. If you have great achievements in the future, resurrect me."

The words were still ringing in his ears, and the matter was already in front of him. Meng Qi closed his eyes, stretched out the five fingers of his right hand, and slowly and firmly reached for the handle of the knife.

Are you willing to draw the knife without seeing the real owner?

Will the spirit and spirit that have been cultivated through so much suffering and pain in the past ten years be exhausted here?

In addition, whether it is the remains of Manjusri Bodhisattva, the Golden Winged Dapeng Bird, or the White Sky Dragon, they are not the enemies that he has targeted and restrained for ten years. Their strength is equivalent to that of earth immortals, and the former is even better than Mr. Lu and Su Wuming. His chances of success with this knife are very slim...

One sentence after another of self-questioning passed through Meng Qi's heart, and his eyes were as deep as ever.

If only I were a robot without any emotion, if only I could forget about emotions, then I wouldn't have to hesitate, struggle, or suffer.

But in one's life, some things are more important than life!

With a click, his right hand rested on the handle of the Lingbao sword, and with a clang, he pulled out the orange-yellow fire sword.

The light shone, like the sun rising in the east, illuminating the darkness, almost like the birth and death of thunder.

This magic weapon is as sharp as ever, and even condenses unimaginable sword intent. After ten years of suffering, he never forgot to "sharpen the knife"!

Jiang Zhiwei looked at Meng Qi with a hazy look, her eyes were filled with grief and struggle, and she said no. Two lines of tears slid across Ruan Yushu's eyes, and Zhao Heng looked away, not wanting to see such an ending.

The orange-yellow fire sword became brighter and brighter, and the aura became more and more violent. A sun was about to explode and could not be stabilized.

Meng Qi raised his long sword, and the magic weapon seemed to explode at any time. He looked through the gap into the depths of the giant pit, where there was a fisherman, his own "self".

He said slowly but firmly:

"Don't you want to take over my body? Don't you want to occupy this body? Then let them go, otherwise I would rather destroy myself than let you succeed!"

It is useless to simply beg for mercy. If you wait for capture, you will put all your hopes on the other party, and you can only fight with yourself as a bargaining chip.

In the depths of the huge pit, the voice was ethereal and without any emotion:

"You are not the only fish I have. You are not as important as you think."

"If you dare to destroy yourself, they will surely die."

As soon as the voice fell, the remains of Manjusri Bodhisattva raised the sword of wisdom and pretended to kill Jiang Zhiwei.

Meng Qi's eyes were still full of emotions, and the long sword in his hand flashed, and he slashed towards his own eyebrows.

I can do what I say, I am not kidding you!

Manjusri Bodhisattva's sword of wisdom fell and chopped towards Jiang Zhiwei's head, more resolute and more determined than Meng Qi, because it was not himself who was killed.

The sword light was clear, and the void was filled with sword intent. Jiang Zhiwei's hair fell off one by one, indicating the upcoming end.

The long sword paused, Meng Qi lowered his head, and slowly uttered three words:

"You win."

Yes, the other party was completely indifferent. If his death could not save the lives of Jiang Zhiwei and others, what was the point?

The three words echoed around, with a bit of humiliation and despair. A tear condensed in Jiang Zhiwei's misty eyes.

"Just understand." The indifferent and ruthless voice came from afar. Manjusri Bodhisattva's sword had already stopped when Meng Qi's fire sword paused.

Meng Qi raised his head, his eyes were red:

"What do you want me to do?"

The indifferent and ethereal voice said: "Seal your soul and body, go to Manjusri Bodhisattva, let him seal it completely, then walk into the Ten Thousand Buddhas Formation, and walk to the golden hoop stick."

Meng Qi closed his eyes, sheathed his long sword, tapped his eyebrows and Niwan with his right hand, sealed his soul and body, and then walked to Manjusri Bodhisattva.

Woohoo! Jiang Zhiwei and Ruan Yushu tried desperately to speak, but no sound came out. The noise in their throats had turned into whimpering. If they had a little strength, they would definitely shake their heads wildly and try their best to stop it.

Zhao Heng closed his eyes. The man shed tears easily, but he was not sad yet.

Manjushri Bodhisattva looked at Meng Qi with his empty eyes, and suddenly an arm appeared in mid-air. It was white in color and fell on Meng Qi's forehead.

Deep in the light of wisdom, every acupoint and internal organ of Meng Qi was sealed, and he could no longer mobilize the power of the inner scene. His soul was bound to the mud pill and could not exert its abilities.

Looking back at Jiang Zhiwei, Ruan Yushu and Zhao Heng, Meng Qi showed a bit of nostalgia, but firmly turned back and walked forward step by step with a "mortal body", destined to the end.

There was a whining sound behind him.

After struggling all his life, it seems that he still cannot escape his fate.

Passing through the stone forest-like golden Buddhas, Meng Qi's vision suddenly widened. The golden cudgel was stuck in the center of the huge pit and inserted into the spiritual mountain. There were green lotuses blooming in the gaps. Thunders were rising and dying, and black air was lingering, but only the golden cudgel could be seen. , Sun Dasheng was not seen.

Not far from the golden cudgel, there is a mountain peak standing like a five-fingered palm!

The mountain peak is not high, heavy and thick. There is a Bodhi tree branch shining with colorful light on the top. The whole body is crystal clear and divided into nine branches. Some are withered and some are prosperous, some are illusory and some are real. It is full of great purity, great wisdom, great light and greatness. The feeling of freedom and great bliss.

This Bodhisattva branch is inserted at the top of the peak, and its light appears and disappears, as if running water is watering the seal!

In the center of the Golden Cudgel and the "Five Finger Mountain", there was a figure standing with his back to Meng Qi, coldly watching the green lotus flowers bloom and fall. He had a familiar figure but an indifferent temperament. He was wearing a dark gold cassock with one shoulder exposed.

Is this an angler? Meng Qi walked ten steps behind this man and his instinct stopped.

"This is your opportunity, why bother resisting?" The figure turned around slowly with his hands behind his back.

He revealed a face that was extremely familiar to Meng Qi, because that was him!

The face of this figure changes between two appearances, sometimes Su Ziyuan, sometimes Earth Meng Qi. The two gradually merge, forming a strange face that encompasses both looks, but when you look at it, you only see what you want to see. But compared to Meng Qi himself, it had a bit more evil intent.

Meng Qi's expression and eyes suddenly became calm, as if he already knew that the outcome could not be changed and was destined to be inevitable. He smiled slightly and said:

"What should I call you?"

"Ananda, or the Demon Buddha?"

He paused and spoke again:

"Or the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation."

Boom! Thunderbolts exploded, the Milky Way came and went, illuminating a corner.

This figure wearing a dark gold cassock showed no signs of surprise and said calmly:

"It's all OK. Ananda is 'I', Demon Buddha is 'I', and isn't the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation also 'I'?"

He admitted frankly, without any concealment, and was completely convinced that he was Ananda, he was the Demon Buddha, and he was the mysterious Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation!

"But how do you know that I am the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation?"

Meng Qi sighed: "I have always been curious about some of the martial arts on the exchange chart. They come from the novels, comics, movies and TV series I have read, and they do not really exist. Why are they on the exchange chart and can they be practiced? If it is influenced by the leakage of the real world, like myths, some characters, poems and songs, they are projections of legendary powers and some chance and coincidental deeds, then why are they not there in the real world?”

"I have never understood this, nor how my luck could be so abnormal in the reincarnation missions. Many missions were even tailor-made for me, until Xi mentioned that the Lord of the Six Paths of Reincarnation was in a weak state. Then I learned that the Demon Buddha was my angler and landed on the other side, but was suppressed by the Buddha, so I made certain associations and guesses."

"Your admission made me finally feel relieved. The Little Jade Buddha is a fish certificate. After a short period of adaptation, you allowed me to start contacting Ananda's inheritance, get the real Little Jade Buddha that can open the door to Lingshan, and gain various benefits. Once they show signs of wanting to escape, they will be suppressed, assigned difficult tasks, and deliberately targeted, almost without following the rules. Just like this time, if Zhiwei and the others want to interrupt their return early, I'm afraid It can’t be done.”

"And your original intention of becoming the Lord of Six Paths of Reincarnation should be twofold. One is to cultivate your own fish with controlled tasks, and the other is to explore the truth of some ancient things without attracting the attention of other important people."

The Demon Buddha looked the most familiar to Meng Qi, with indifferent eyes, slightly raised corners of his mouth, and said with his hands behind his back:

"As the end of the world approaches, the seal begins to loosen, and I can reveal a little strength. With the help of the reincarnation seal, I can find a way to escape in advance. Of course, I don't want to be discovered by others."

"You are the 'fish' that I deliberately cut off contact with and hid on the earth. Everything you have gone through is no stranger to me. Su Ziyuan was the bait used to deceive some guys. You are my real 'fish'. From now on The fish brought by the earth, hey, didn't Lu Ya get fooled by this? Now your original true body is about to be completed. Once merged, the Tathagata's golden body, the reverse Buddha demon body, and the original true body will be together. Maybe I can immediately Get out of trouble and find the last step to break through.”

Ananda's nine postures of Tathagata's divine palms are united into one, and what he has achieved is the Tathagata's golden body, but it has not yet grown up, so he is modestly called Ananda's Dharmakaya.

Mofo walked towards Meng Qi step by step, looked at him, looked at him, and nodded slightly. He was very satisfied with the growth of the fish and the harvest. There was no pressure, but the suffocating atmosphere was better than any pressure!

After a few steps, he and Meng Qi were close to each other, and the two almost identical faces could smell each other.

"Don't struggle, the other 'me', you will soon experience the realm of the other side, a realm that you will never experience in your lifetime. This is the honor of being a fish, and this is my gift." The demon Buddha's eyes were deep, his body gradually became ethereal, and his right hand reached out and pressed on Meng Qi's forehead.

Meng Qi did not struggle, as if he had accepted his fate. He looked directly at the demon Buddha and suddenly said:

"Or should I still call you Thunder God?"

The demon Buddha paused.