Eternal Night

Chapter 254 Returning from the Fire

Ever since the Vajra Protector came and left, people started looking at Wu Xianxiao with something strange in their eyes.

They all know that Wu Xianxiao is very strong. The Untouchables think that he is an alien demon, while the real alien demon Youmu and others think that he will be very strong in the future after developing his super brain, and now he is just potential.

Because of an inexplicable feeling, although everyone knew that he was very strong, they also felt that he was very weak. Everyone had this contradictory feeling in their hearts along the way.

But this time no one felt that way anymore.

He is strong and brutal, and his attacks can cause the heavens to shake and the earth to split.

The six-meter-tall golden figure is as tall as two or three elephants when standing up. Just standing there gives people a sense of invincibility. Moreover, the gold color is not just a color, but a real metallic feel.

After the battle, Youmu's team members tried to take a piece of flesh and blood. The quality of the flesh was comparable to that of metal. A fist-sized piece weighed seven or eight kilograms. It was also very hard and tough. They even took out the cutting daggers they carried with them and sparks flew when they cut the skin.

A real man of steel!

As a result, in front of Wu Xianxiao, he was slapped in the face and torn to pieces, and his death was very cruel, with his flesh and blood separated and his body torn into pieces.

This is no longer a question of simply being strong, this is a question of being both strong and extremely brutal!!
Ren Tu, Youmu, and everyone except Jiujiu and Daphne secretly showed an expression that they were really lucky to be alive.

"What the hell are you doing with those winking eyes?!"

Wu Xianxiao saw a small ditch ahead and jumped in to wash himself. Turning around, he saw everyone looking relieved and winking at each other. He cursed angrily and disliked the smell of blood on his body. He continued to splash in the water for a few more times before jumping onto the shore and asked Ren Tu, "How far is it?"

Ren Tu panicked and didn't dare to look at Wu Xianxiao. He just lowered his head and said, "It's not far. It's deep in this forest. The evil demon from outer space... Sir, it's really not far. We will definitely get there before the sun rises to the zenith."

With one more adult...even the untouchables who were not afraid of death were intimidated by Wu Xianxiao's ferocious power.

Wu Xianxiao just nodded silently. He looked up at the sky and said, "Then let's walk faster. When we get there, we'll have lunch first, and then explore this historical site."

It is natural that there are many untouchables, but they do have some other thoughts in their minds, and that is the thought called hope.

So desperate!

So desperate!

Even though the Untouchables have been passed down from generation to generation, their numbers are constantly decreasing. Even if the monks catch one every ten years, no one knows how many Untouchables have been caught and made into ritual instruments so far.

By the time of Ren Tu's generation, the total number of untouchables in the eight cities was probably less than 300, and their number was still decreasing.

The most important thing is that they don’t see any hope… After the death of each generation of Untouchables, a new generation of Untouchables will be born, but these Untouchables do not have the memories of the previous generation. They only have the most basic cognition, the pursuit of the truth of ancient history, and some basic common sense, such as making magical instruments, offering sacrifices, and there will be no curses outside the city when Arhats preach.

Then they had to secretly collect ancient history from the city to outside the city, and if they were not careful they would be found and caught by the monks. Even if they avoided the monks, they would eventually be troubled by the secrets in the red lotus fire.

Generation after generation... they can't find hope!
But now there is this evil demon from outer space, it seems that it is still against the Buddhist principles, maybe...

At this time, Youmeng also came back to her senses from Wu Xianxiao's brutal behavior just now. She had more thoughts of persuading Wu Xianxiao to quickly end this dream world and save Chu Minghao immediately.

Youmeng came to Wu Xianxiao and said, "Mr. Wu, it seems that you are planning to save the world. But to be honest, although your strength is very strong, you are still far from being able to save the world. Even Mr. Chu Minghao has not truly completed the salvation of any world of 0.6 or below. Of course, this is also related to the fact that Mr. Chu Minghao is being watched by hundreds of root-level terrors in the world below 0.3. But saving a world is very difficult after all..."

Wu Xianxiao nodded and replied, "Yes, it is very difficult to save a world. So since the last dream world, I have told myself that if it is not necessary to save it, if I am not completely sure, I will not try to save the world. You are right, saving a world... is too difficult."

Youmeng was overjoyed and immediately said eagerly: "Especially in a world like this one, we can see that those sinners and those pure ones are already beyond redemption, and the few remaining untouchables can only struggle to survive. No, they can't even struggle to survive. Excuse me, even if the ancient world was a super high-tech civilization, according to their description, isn't this even worse?"

"Arhat brought the power of Buddhism when this world's civilization was at its peak, and blew it up. That's why only the sinners and the pure were left. With the monks' model, even the civilization at its peak was defeated. What's the point of them digging for the truth of ancient history? We all know... high-tech weapons have no effect on these polluted monsters from the source. Even if there is a so-called big killer or secret weapon, it is impossible to win. If there is such a weapon, how did they lose in the first place?"

"They and this world are meaningless!"

After saying this, Wu Xianxiao's expression remained unchanged, but all the untouchables lowered their heads.

They are just pretending to be sinners. None of them is stupid, and it is impossible for them not to think of this simple logical thinking.

If the civilization that left behind ancient history really had some powerful weapon, why didn't they use it? Why did the Arhats fail when they first arrived?

Is all this they do really meaningful?
As they walked, some of these untouchables began to cry, but they were all strong-willed people. Even though they were crying, they gritted their teeth so hard that their mouths were full of blood, but they remained silent.

Wu Xianxiao said calmly at this time: "No, what they did is meaningful!"

The Untouchable was stunned, Youmeng was also stunned, and many people were secretly looking at Wu Xianxiao.

Youmu asked immediately, "What's the point? What's the point of them doing this? Death after generation, repeating the same thing over and over again to find the footsteps of their predecessors, then finding the truth of history, and finally dying in despair, followed by the next generation... What's the point of all this!? It would be better to destroy the entire world. At least they don't have to be skinned, boned, made into some kind of flesh lotus, and then kneel on the ground with joy!"

Wu Xianxiao shook his head seriously and said, "I don't know what the meaning of what they are doing now is, but I know one thing from the last dream world, that is, life's resistance against injustice, disaster, and despair itself has meaning!"

Speaking of this, Wu Xianxiao seemed to be back to that stormy night.

Thunder pierced the sky, violent storms swept, and rain roared, but what this represented was hope. It was the hope that was exchanged for the lives of tens of millions of people, a group of heroes named Azure...

Wu Xianxiao continued, "So I decided to take another look, wait a little longer, learn more, and think more. At least I have to understand what these untouchables are asking for and what they are insisting on. Have they really struggled and sacrificed for this world and for these countless miserable humans? Only then can I know whether what they did is meaningful. Don’t you think you are too arrogant to assert before that?" Youmu was surprised and said loudly, "I am arrogant? The situation in this world is clear at a glance. Except for them, all other humans have been domesticated into human-shaped pieces of meat who enjoy pain, slavery, and torture!"

“But they didn’t!”

Wu Xianxiao said seriously: "Even if there is only one person fighting, I am willing to stop and listen carefully to his narration and listen to his heroic deeds of resistance and fighting!"

Wu Xianxiao's words were so decisive that Youmeng could no longer refute them, because this was no longer a philosophical debate in words, but a confrontation of thoughts and wills.

After hearing these words, although the Untouchables still felt heavy in their hearts, they moved faster.

Sure enough, before noon, around eleven o'clock, everyone came to the depths of the forest. In a sheltered pit, the Untouchables led everyone to an "ancient historical site". From the perspective of Wu Xianxiao and others, this was an underground self-service ticket hall and waiting room. Further inside was the collapsed subway security checkpoint...

This is indeed a building from the technological age. Although the inside is completely unrecognizable and the various utensils have completely corroded and rusted, and there are many dead plants and insects, the general shape and function can still be seen.

As he arrived at this underground ruins, Wu Xianxiao indeed saw many words appearing on the walls, metals, or rocks.

Youmu immediately waved in the direction of the team members, and several team members began to act.

Youmu explained: "I asked them to collect some information and perform an era test on this place."

Wu Xianxiao nodded and began to look carefully in this underground building.

"...Finally found this relic. Emmani will be made into a flesh lotus today. She enthusiastically volunteered to sacrifice herself...I don't know what to do..."

A member of Youmu's team was also scanning the text. He counted at the same time: "This text was recorded 821 years ago, and human blood was used as the pigment. But how could human blood leave traces of text for 821 years without changing?"

Wu Xianxiao said nothing and continued reading.

"... Lao Zhuang came back, but he was dying. He told us that the curse in the dark night was very scary, but he saw his mother in it... the mother of this generation. His mother held him in her arms and fought with other scary ghosts. His mother was torn into pieces, but he luckily survived the night..."

The team members followed Wu Xianxiao and continued to scan and detect: "One thousand one hundred and seventy-seven years, it is still smeared with blood."

"…The Red Lotus Karma Fire cannot be approached, and even cannot be seen directly with the naked eye. Three of our people were blinded, and died within a few days after returning from their bodies rotting away. So, how exactly are we supposed to get into the Red Lotus Karma Fire?"

"Nine hundred and sixty-one years, blood."

"...One hundred and thirty-three untouchables have been captured. The Buddhist doctrine has become increasingly strict. Our existence may have been known to the Arhat, but He did not capture us all at once. Is it because... He finds it fun? Isn't it fun to watch us ants struggling like crazy!?"

"Six hundred and sixty years, blood."

At this time, Ren Tu suddenly said to Wu Xianxiao from a distance: "Master Tianwai Xiemo, please look here!"

When Wu Xianxiao walked over, he saw a string of words, still bright red, as if they had been written in blood yesterday.

"...Wrong, wrong, they are not puppets, not cowards, and certainly not pieces of meat! They are heroes, heroes who have sacrificed more than us! Only with their sacrifice can we have hope..."

"One stays, the other walks into the darkness. Only in this way can we have hope!"

"I have returned from the Red Lotus Flame, but I have not yet found the key information, and I am dying... For those who come after me to go into the Red Lotus Flame, they must sacrifice themselves, and only by..."

The handwriting became more and more sloppy, and by the last few words, it seemed completely disorganized and almost had to be guessed. The most crucial thing was that the last words after the sacrifice were covered by a large pool of blood, and nothing could be seen.

Ren Tu said sadly: "We have searched through many ancient histories generation after generation, and only this piece of information is closest to the truth. However, we cannot see the truth because it is all covered by blood..."

Wu Xuanxiao stared at the words "staying or leaving Kunlun" for a long time. At this time, Youmeng suddenly came over and said, "Let us do it. Leave this matter to professionals."

Many untouchables looked at her. Wu Xianxiao asked in surprise, "The blood is all over the wall, but you can still see the words behind it?"

Youmu nodded and said, "As long as there are real words and not fake blanks, then our instruments can distinguish them based on the difference in time between the previous and the next writing, even if it's only a few seconds. You should know that our time preservation detection of ancient artifacts can even be accurate to seconds!"

Wu Xianxiao saw Youmeng and several other people carefully scanning the pool of blood with instruments, and then they used the results of their scans to make overlapping compositions. A few minutes later, reconstructed text appeared from the instruments they held in their hands.

"…Only by wrapping the whole body with a thangka made of their skin can we penetrate deeply into the red lotus fire!"

"Thangka!?" Many of the untouchables muttered in disbelief.

The so-called thangka refers to human skin peeled off by monks themselves, dried in the shade using secret methods, and then transformed into a transcendental form using Buddhist teachings. Part of the soul and consciousness of the skinned person will remain on the human skin. This is one of the monks' magical tools, which has extremely strong defensive power and is called the pure and sinless robe by the monks.

Youmu immediately said: "Judging from the golden figure, we have been exposed. We may be ambushed when we return to the city!"

The Untouchables suddenly realized what was going on, and there was a glow of eagerness in their eyes. But before they could say anything, Wu Xianxiao took the lead and said, "Let's go to the edge of the world and take a look."

"I want to see with my own eyes what the so-called Red Lotus Karma Fire is!"

(End of this chapter)