Longzang

Chapter 1109 All Return to Dust
The headless corpse of the young monk slowly fell to the ground. Wei Yuan staggered back two steps and fell backward. One end of the monk's staff, which had passed through his body, braced against the ground, supporting Wei Yuan's body.

Blood gushed down the staff. Wei Yuan felt as if his body was a leaky water bag, and his remaining blood and vitality were rapidly draining away. The intense pain, which he had not felt in a long time, made him feel that his vision would darken from time to time, and his thoughts were difficult to keep clear. His thoughts were often interrupted by the intense pain.

This feeling hadn't been felt in a long time. Previously, Wei Yuan's physical body was so powerful that it was rare in the world, and the warning function of pain had long been replaced by divine sense perception. Even if Wei Yuan's body were ground to pieces bit by bit, his mind would still be clear and his divine sense would be as sharp as lightning.

Only after arriving in this world did Wei Yuan rediscover the feeling of being a mortal, that fragile yet vibrant feeling.

Wei Yuan reached out and grasped the staff, but his limp arms made him give up the idea of ​​breaking free. Helplessly, he lowered his hands and then patted his body, only to find that his pockets were empty: he had forgotten to bring cigarettes today.

cigarette?
Wei Yuan suddenly regained a large part of his memory. During his internship, he worked overtime like crazy, and coffee and cigarettes became his second food. The Umbrella Corporation's specially formulated all-purpose feed, no, beverages, were his first food.

The Umbrella Corporation boasts what is touted as the world's best canteen, offering a wide variety of high-quality and rare meats, as well as unlimited expensive drinks. However, Wei Yuan only has time to go there after midnight and sit for a short while.

During the day, Umbrella Corporation employees don't need to go to the canteen at all. They only need to drink a small cup of Umbrella Corporation's special beverage to meet their daily calorie and nutritional needs, and keep their minds clear and their thoughts sharp. They don't even need to eat meals.

Even if I wanted to eat, I couldn't, since I'd drunk the special drink and wouldn't feel hungry all day.

But now Wei Yuan's body was at its final moment, and instinctively he wanted to find a cigarette and take one last puff. At this point, his body didn't want to absorb any more synthetic, powerful, and effective ingredients; it just wanted something pure, natural, but with impurities and unhealthy ingredients.

Just then, cracks suddenly appeared on the staff, and then pieces shattered and fell to the ground, transforming into clusters of golden light imbued with Buddhist intent, which slowly diffused into this world.

This Buddhist treasure was also inexplicably destroyed.

The little monk's corpse on the ground also transformed into countless rays of Buddhist light, flying into the distant sky and converging at a certain point.

Wei Yuan dragged his broken body and sat down against a large rock. At this moment, his chest felt empty, as if there was a black hole, and the cold wind howled, making it feel like most of the air he breathed would disappear.

Countless rays of Buddhist light converged in the distance, gradually forming a new little monk. The little monk gradually solidified, and the details of his monk's robe became more and more complete, which was quite magical.

When the little monk saw Wei Yuan again, he didn't say anything more. He flew up and waved his hand, which transformed into a giant Buddha's palm, and slammed it down on Wei Yuan! In front of this Buddha's palm, which was as big as a small mountain, Wei Yuan was no more than an ant.

But Wei Yuan exhaled and, despite his severe injuries, threw a punch towards the sky. A faint light flickered on his fist, and a barely perceptible fist shadow slammed into the Buddha's palm!

A strange light suddenly emanated from the Buddha's palm, which was as large as a mountain. The palm, which was originally pure gold, suddenly lost its color, and the metallic texture receded like the tide, replaced by a rough, liquid substance like yellow sand.

In the center of the giant palm, like a sand dune being washed away by a stream, sand quickly scattered, and countless grains of sand fell on Wei Yuan's head and body, burying him completely.

The giant Buddha's palm turned into dust and fell to the earth, creating a mound on the ground.

The young monk stared in disbelief at the sight of his right arm gone.

A violent coughing fit was heard from below. Wei Yuan, covered in dirt, crawled out of the mound, spitting out several mouthfuls of dirt. He then shook himself off and poured out a pile of dirt from the wound on his chest.

Wei Yuan barely managed to lift his head, looked at the little monk in the air, and grinned.

When the young monk was met by Wei Yuan's gaze, his heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if something he didn't want to face had happened.

He made a decisive move, his words flowing like lotus blossoms, and with one hand forming a hand seal, dozens of lotus flowers instantly floated before him.

Then suddenly, the little monk's forehead split open, revealing a dark blue, bloody, and mangled eye. As it turned, it revealed rotting flesh and dark yellow pus.

After this eye appeared, the remains of all the void monsters that Wei Yuan had killed suddenly floated up and then continuously shed particles, revealing a mysterious object that was wrapped in the very core.

Countless mysterious things flew towards the little monk like moths to a flame, gathering on his body and instantly transforming him into a ferocious demonic monk over three zhang tall with a blue face and black skin!
The demonic monk pointed a finger, and countless mutated, blood-stained demon-subduing incantations were generated, striking the golden lotuses. The lotuses immediately twisted, emitting shrill screams, their petals stained with blood, ultimately becoming the vessel for the demon-subduing incantations.

The demonic monk pointed, and lotus flowers descended upon Wei Yuan's head! These demon-subduing incantations were extremely powerful; even a stubborn rock could be turned into flesh and blood, and then suffer the torment of endless purgatory for eternity.

Wei Yuan was struggling to even stand, but he calmly looked at the demonic monk with a gaze so serene that it sent chills down the little monk's spine and filled him with instinctive disgust.

The first Blood and Flesh Demon Lotus flew to Wei Yuan in an instant, but as soon as it entered within three feet of him, a faint light seemed to flicker in Wei Yuan's eyes. The demon lotus suddenly froze, then lost all its vitality, turning into sand and falling to the ground with a rustling sound. It was as if an invisible boundary had unfolded, and all the demon lotuses that entered it stopped, then simultaneously lost their power and vitality, turning into mud and rotting flesh, scattered all over the ground.

Then Wei Yuan's gaze fell on the demonic monk. The dark blue flesh quickly turned grayish-white, and then fell off like burnt charcoal ash, revealing a little monk inside with a look of astonishment.

Only then did the young monk notice something deep in Wei Yuan's eyes. Upon closer inspection, he realized it was a lotus throne, empty except for half a scroll of scripture placed in front of it.

Only then did he realize with horror that Wei Yuan's eyes were also a great supernatural power.

Before these eyes, none of the Buddha's intentions can be realized.

The little monk suddenly remembered that he himself was also formed from the light and Zen essence of Buddha.

He suddenly looked down and saw that his body was still intact. Just as he was beginning to relax, he saw the obvious mockery in Wei Yuan's eyes. The little monk's heart sank. He reached up to touch his head and realized that his head was gone!

No, it's not that it disappeared, but that when the body was reassembled, it had no head!

Once he understood everything, the little monk cried out, but no sound came out. Then, his spirit rose, and he was horrified to see that his body was covered with a layer of earth, and dirt was falling from his skin.

All Buddhist teachings return to dust. He suddenly had this thought.

The young monk didn't understand why he suddenly had this idea, but he couldn't hesitate any longer. His true spirit instantly transformed into a stream of light and vanished into the sky.

As he left, he looked back at this broken world, his heart bleeding. He had laid a heavy bait to lure Wei Yuan into his trap.

Wei Yuan watched helplessly as the little monk's true spirit escaped, indifferent and powerless. This encounter was fraught with hidden dangers. Wei Yuan had obtained a bit of the Pure Land's essence, but in reality, he was using his own cultivation of Buddhism to directly confront the little monk's Buddhist intent.

What Wei Yuan relied on was nothing more than the Three Realms Wish-Fulfilling Sutra, which he had just written a small part of.

As a result, before Wei Yuan's twin pupils appeared, the true Buddhist teachings that the little monk relied on all turned to dust.

If it were any other true meaning of the celestial abode, Wei Yuan would have faced a fierce battle and would most likely have been defeated by the Demon-Subduing Great Curse. However, under the Six Realms Eye driven by the true meaning of the Pure Land, all Buddhist intents were greatly reduced in power, or even directly destroyed.

Wei Yuan hadn't expected that his casually written "Three Realms Wish-Fulfilling Scripture" would possess such power. But upon closer examination, the book's general outline wasn't even complete, its explanation of the entire world system was incomplete, and even the definition of the Sea of ​​Suffering wasn't fully clear. How could such a fragmented scripture possibly move heaven and earth?

For a moment, Wei Yuan was also unsure whether it was the power of the scriptures or the hidden strength of Wang Fo.

However, there was something more important to do at this moment. In Wei Yuan's eyes, there were still scattered patches of light in the world. These patches of light floated and sank, both remnants of the river of time and the cause and effect that had brought Wei Yuan to this place. Each of these causes and effects was precious and unique.

Now they are laid out before Wei Yuan. Once Wei Yuan understands them, he will no longer be able to use this cause and effect to restrain or even attack them.

The largest patch of time-remnant light was on the ridge of the snow-capped mountain. Wei Yuan dragged his mangled body over there, reached out and touched the patch of light. The patch of light quickly dissolved, turning into flowing light and shadow like water.

Within the light screen, there was a remnant snow-capped mountain ridge, and another section was a void cliff. The location of the Umbrella Corporation was completely dark and empty.

In the last small clearing, there was a girl and a boy who was not yet ten years old. The girl was Ji Liuli, and the boy was Wei Yuan.

The girl pulled the boy to the last snowdrift, beyond which lay an endless abyss of void. She glanced back at the rapidly approaching shadows, a resolute glint in her eyes, and said, "We can't escape together anymore. You go! If a miracle happens, we'll meet again!"

The girl removed her energy core and inserted it directly into the boy's uniform. With the double energy supply, the boy's body began to glow and gradually became transparent.

The young girl Ji Liuli took out another energy core, put it in her mouth, then drew her twin swords and turned back to charge into the shadowy monster horde!

Although the monsters didn't even have a physical form, their destructive power was extremely terrifying. Moreover, they were well-versed in human weaknesses. In the blink of an eye, they pounced on the girl Ji Liuli and bit off her hands and feet!
The girl was in so much pain that her face turned pale, her chest heaving violently. She took a deep breath and then bit down on the energy core in her mouth.

A blue arc of light spread out, instantly engulfing all the shadowy monsters. This was the last image the boy saw before he disappeared.

(End of this chapter)