Eternal Night

Chapter 244 Bait
Wu Xianxiao finally breathed a sigh of relief when daybreak came.

Even though he could use the tiger roar of the Tiger Magic Skill to dispel the weirdness throughout the night, it would only last for thirty minutes at most before new weirdness would come.

These strange things were not a big threat to him. Even hallucinations such as thick fog and sounds would not appear as long as he didn't want them to.

But for the two women, this is a fatal threat.

According to Wu Xianxiao's observation and summary, this weirdness has the following characteristics.

It does not have a physical entity, or even if it has a physical entity, it dare not appear in front of him.

A supernatural cold aura will spread. This coldness does not exist on the material level, but is a spiritual level cold aura. It can be dispelled by martial arts will, sleepless aura, or even the tiger roar of the Tiger Magic Skill, but there are too many of them, and they will gather again soon after being dispelled.

With the encroachment of this cold aura, once you are about three steps away from the fire, less than one and a half meters away, your vision will immediately be obscured by thick fog. People will completely lose their sense of direction in it, and will not be able to perceive anything even if they are very close.

At the same time, the long-term erosion of the cold atmosphere will bring about a supernatural sense of fear, which is accumulated over time. As long as one is in this state for a long time, even a person with a strong mind will be knocked down by fear, even if this fear has no substantial target.

At the same time, as fear accumulates, auditory and visual hallucinations will begin to appear... Or maybe they are not real hallucinations. For example, when Daphne was hit by a hallucination, she screamed and pulled casually. When Wu Xianxiao dispelled the cold air, she actually had a bunch of white hair on her hand?
This white hair appeared out of nowhere and was full of coldness when held in the hand, but Wu Xianxiao could not touch it. If he touched it, the white hair would be burned to ashes immediately. Just like he was not affected by the cold aura, fear and thick fog, he was directly immune to these effects.

Based on this information, this kind of weirdness is actually very scary, especially for people who are not immune to fear. As long as they are in this environment, unless they keep dispelling the cold aura, they will eventually be completely defeated by this fear.

Of course, Wu Xianxiao couldn't just watch the two girls being overcome by this fear, because fear to the extreme would really cause irreversible damage to the body and mind, and the two girls wouldn't be able to fall asleep under this fear, they would be tortured by hallucinations and auditory hallucinations.

So throughout the night, Wu Xianxiao had to emit the spirit of martial arts every ten minutes or so. After all, the roar and the sleepless light were too conspicuous, and the silent spirit of martial arts was the simplest.

However, this also made him tired for the whole night. Until the moment the first ray of sunlight came out the next day, all the gloomy air disappeared, as if everything before was just an illusion.

Wu Xianxiao stood up from the burnt-out fire in high spirits, while the two women were drowsy.

In fact, it is not a problem to just stay up late once, let alone Wu Xianxiao. His current physical fitness is directly that of a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, or even a simplified version of Superman. Not to mention staying up late for one day, he will still be energetic even if he does not sleep for ten days and ten nights. And the two girls are actually not ordinary people. Their demon blood has been partially awakened. In fact, in terms of physical fitness and mental quality, they are better than ordinary humans. At least staying up late for two days is no problem.

But their spirits were damaged, and they are still conscious now. This is the result of Wu Xianxian's care for a whole night. What they need most now is sleep, a good sleep for a whole day, and then a big meal, and they should be fine, right?
Wu Xianxiao no longer cared about any dangers in the city. After all, he only felt that it was dangerous, not a desperate situation. The reason he did not enter the city before was just to observe more intelligence, not because of fear. Naturally, he would not care about these things now.

If there really is an ambush or any danger, it would be nothing more than a fight. With eighty uses of his super brain, he is now extremely confident!
All he needed was a target that was ten times his size...

"Come on, let's go into the city."

At the same time, in the palace in the city, the eight people who had visited before had left. Although they were still in the city, they had left the palace. On the altar in the center of the palace, an eight-meter-tall golden arhat seemed to be meditating on something.

At this time, a young monk in a red robe came to the golden arhat, knelt down, put his hands together and said, "Venerable, why did you let them go? The oldest mortal has the essence that you need. Why let them go..."

The tiger-headed golden arhat laughed and said, "You can just call me Master. Besides, I'm not a Venerable yet, so don't call me that casually in the future. As for letting him go... it's because he has someone behind him."

"behind?"

The young monk looked somewhat bewildered.

The face of the tiger-headed golden-bodied arhat showed an unknowable expression of reminiscence. After a few seconds, he said, "Because some information carries a huge polluting characteristic, I cannot tell you all of it at once. I can only tell you bit by bit in batches. At the same time, your current practice is still too shallow. You have only reached the peak of the bhikkhu realm, which is the seven realms of Buddha, Bodhisattva, Arhat, Śāraṇī, Bhikkhu, Samanera, and Layman. So theoretically speaking, the information you can receive now can only reach the level of the Śāraṇī realm."

The young monk still clasped his hands together, his expression still calm, without any disappointment. "But."

The tiger-headed golden-bodied arhat suddenly said "but". He shook his head and continued, "But this time the information is an exception. They escaped."

“Escaped!?” The monk’s calm face showed extreme horror, and he almost stood up.

The tiger-headed golden-bodied arhat shook his head again and said, "It's not true separation, but they invested a little bit of their essence in the projection of the world at the cost of annihilation of most of their essence. This is a reincarnation-level nirvana with a greater cost than nirvana, and it's the kind of nirvana where you die if you don't succeed. In fact, only Gatlin Bodhisattva succeeded in their lineage. Bazuka Bodhisattva reincarnated and annihilated, and Venerable Bartley reincarnated and annihilated... basically all of them were destroyed, but Gatlin Bodhisattva was extremely lucky to reincarnate back to the real world. I don't know how many calamities he went through before he regained that little bit of essence."

The shock on the monk's face gradually subsided. After a long while, he asked, "Dark Mandala Sengsaluo Formation?"

The tiger-headed golden arhat smiled and nodded, saying, "It is this forbidden method that the Buddha of their lineage, the Cyberpunk Buddha, succeeded in achieving this tiny essence at the cost of his own death, so there is really no need to envy him."

The monk immediately understood what the tiger-headed golden arhat meant.

Gatling Bodhisattva has a backer, and this backer is none other than the Cyberpunk Buddha. Being called the ancestor is just like the most special Arhat being called the Venerable, which is a title for a special existence that has completely surpassed the current level but has not yet obtained the next level of great enlightenment.

This is also the reason why the monk wondered why the Tiger-Headed Golden Body Arhat did not devour the old mortal.

When one reaches the seventh level of Buddhahood and is promoted to Arhat, one needs to reach the Great Right Fruition Stage to continue to be promoted to the next level. Otherwise, one can only stay at the original level and continue to accumulate strength.

According to the few words the monk knew, in the early days of Mount Sumeru in the Buddhist world, it was relatively easy to attain the Great Right Fruition. Even the Great Right Fruition of the Buddha was not very difficult. At the peak of its prosperity, there were as many as ten thousand Buddhas, including as many as one hundred and eight patriarchs.

However, after some drastic changes that he was not qualified to know about now, it became very difficult to obtain the Taisho fruit position, almost impossible to obtain, so many Bodhisattvas and Arhats were forced to be trapped in their positions. For example, he heard from his master that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, in order to obtain the Taisho fruit position, even expedition to the world of death, peeled off the eighteen layers of the world of death, and then imprisoned in it forever to obtain the Taisho fruit position, claiming that he would not become a Buddha until hell was empty, but he has not yet become a Buddha until now.

According to Master, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's power even exceeds that of most Buddhas. It is unfathomable, unknowable, and immeasurable, and has already reached the realm of the World Honored One...

At this moment, human faces suddenly appeared on the monk's skin, both male and female, old and young. Almost in the blink of an eye, the monk's body began to alienate and turned into a monster mass of human heads, and these heads were constantly expanding.

"...I've told you all this, there are some pieces of information that you can't know right now. Even if you just think about it, it won't work. Your karma has appeared, Fazheng."

The tiger-headed golden arhat stretched out his hand and clapped it forward. After a burst of brilliant golden light, the monk fell to the ground gasping for breath. His body returned to normal, but he had turned into an old man covered in skin and bones.

“Go and perform the sacrificial ceremony, wrap your whole body with thangka, and eliminate your karma.” The tiger-headed golden arhat said easily.

Although the monk was in a mess, his expression was very calm. He slowly knelt down, clasped his hands together, and asked calmly, "I understand that Gatling Bodhisattva has a backer, but after all, we are no longer a branch of the Buddhist world, so..."

"So you're still wondering why I didn't devour him?"

The tiger-headed golden arhat laughed, then shook his head and said, "You are really curious, but perhaps it is precisely because of your excessive curiosity that you have a strange resistance to pollution. Even if the pollution combines with the human heart and soul and turns into one's own karma, you can resist a lot. Otherwise, I would not accept you as my apprentice. That's right, even if there is the Buddha behind him, I also have the ancestors behind me, and I am not afraid of anything, but we owe the Cyberpunk Buddha a cause and effect, so we must let it go this time, not to mention..."

"This tiny bit of Bodhisattva's Great Righteousness is not enough for me to be elevated to a Bodhisattva. Instead of devouring him, it is better to cooperate with him and use him as bait to devour those pursuers from the 'real'. This way, I will also have the assurance of reaching the real world!"

"That is where all the great enlightenment comes from. Not to mention Bodhisattvas, even the great enlightenment of Buddhas and even the great enlightenment of the Buddha are all within easy reach!"

(End of this chapter)