The author of the book "The Book of the Dead"

Chapter 254 Eternal Decline, The Long River of History

The primordial spirit is a black lotus, brimming with demonic energy.

This is the result of Liang Yue absorbing the desires of incense offerings.

This thing should be called the Dao Fruit; the imagined demon Buddha avatar did not appear.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. How can a thought become an independent entity separate from oneself, and it doesn't align with one's own interests either.

The black lotus of primordial spirit flew to Liang Yue's body. Above the black lotus, Liang Yue had black hair and clothes, bloodshot eyes, and a handsome face with a hint of evil.

At this moment, Liang Yue felt as if he were the dark side of the universe.

Fierce, violent, resentful, greedy... He opened his palm, and a jet-black demonic fire floated in it.

This is the karmic fire of the underworld. Anyone who comes into contact with it will be eternally burned by this karmic fire, never to be redeemed, either reduced to ashes or transformed into a demon.

It can infect and contaminate everything.

Liang Yue lowered his head and looked at his palms.

He increasingly felt that he was transforming into a mythical figure.

"Congratulations, fellow Daoist, on your great achievement in divine skills." The Buddha stepped forward to offer his congratulations, genuinely pleased.

This means that Buddhism will no longer be afraid of the desire for incense offerings.

With the existence of the Demon Buddha, the desire for incense offerings is a minor issue.

"Can this really lead to the ultimate destination?" Liang Yue murmured to himself, not as happy as he had imagined.

"What? What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" The Buddha was puzzled.

“Fellow Daoist Shakyamuni, what kind of power would be needed to retrieve the deceased from the long river of history?”

"I do not know. Above the immortals are the celestial immortals, and above the celestial immortals are the golden immortals (immortal emperors), but as far as I know, golden immortals do not have the ability to reverse time."

"I see." Liang Yue's interest waned.

Gaining power is certainly exciting, but a path without hope can only lead to the continuous pursuit of different powers.

Through repeated battles and insights, one becomes alienated by power and external objects.

If one does not transcend this state, it is no different from eternal damnation.

The search continues, only to be met with disappointment.

He gradually became a mythical figure, but his heart's desire was not fulfilled, so even becoming a mythical figure was meaningless.

“The path is long and arduous, but if we keep seeking, we will surely be able to transcend to the other shore,” the Buddha said, now with his palms together.

This is the destiny of spiritual practitioners.

“That’s true,” Liang Yue said with a smile.

By pooling the strength of everyone, perhaps one day we will see the dawn.

At least he knows how to use the methods of the incense way, and he already has a plan in mind. This time, it will be a groundbreaking reform, a change that has never happened before.

In the not-too-distant future, perhaps a brilliant disciple will find the path to transcendence.

With a thought, Liang Yue absorbed the black lotus of his primordial spirit into his body, and his whole being returned to normal.

"How do you feel, fellow Daoist?" the Buddha asked.

"It's okay."

Liang Yue had anticipated this, so he did not feel any discomfort or suffer any lasting health problems.

After all, this thing took up half of my ideas.

As the two shared their insights, Liang Yue suddenly raised an eyebrow and looked into the distance.

Now, the Buddha sensed something and knew what was going on.

"The Asura King and the Yaksha King have made their move. Fellow Daoist, rest assured, this humble monk will completely eliminate them this time."

Asuras and Yakshas are pure demons. Buddha is hesitant to attack them due to concerns about the potential for demonic energy to erupt, fearing it would damage his own foundation.

Therefore, Xuanzang was usually in charge of handling the situation, but Xuanzang's abilities were insufficient to kill the Asura King, so the two sides were only temporarily at an impasse.

Now that Liang Yue has resolved the problem of demonic energy, he has no more worries about taking action.

"No need, let me handle it." Liang Yue stopped the Buddha, his expression a half-smile as he gazed at the swirling demonic energy outside Mount Ling.

"Buddhism can only convert good people, but I can convert evil people."

"Using demons as guardian deities and consuming their flesh and blood is the only way to solve the problem once and for all."

"Thank you for your trouble, fellow Daoist." Now, upon careful consideration, Buddha realized that this was indeed the case. Firstly, it would solve the problem of the magic, and secondly, it would also solve the problem of the Buddhist sect's lack of manpower.

"However," Liang Yue changed the subject, "I have a condition."

"But it doesn't matter."

“There is a monk outside named Jieti Vajra, and we hope to incorporate him into Mahayana Buddhism. Secondly, we want Changxi to integrate the path and fruition of Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva.”

Liang Yue did not object to Taoists joining Buddhism; after all, how could a master not have a few "aliases"?

Giving up a powerful supernatural ability because of mere sectarian prejudice is truly unwise.

Now Buddha thought for a moment and said, "Alright."

The Buddhist sect has wholeheartedly joined the human race's forces and tied itself to the human race's war chariot. In the future, more humans will integrate with the Bodhisattva path.

Of course, Buddha also trains his own human disciples now.

In this era of competition among all races, Buddha does not believe he has lost anything, after all, Liang Yue is also a member of Buddhism.

"Let's go!!"

Liang Yue unleashed his primordial spirit, the Black Lotus, transforming into a black-clad demonic Buddha, and disappeared into the horizon.

At the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

Demonic energy formed clouds, and blood and qi surged to the heavens.

A three-headed, six-armed, crimson-skinned, ten-zhang-tall, wrathful, naked Asura demon fought against a human Buddha.

Not far away are yakshas, ​​or horse-headed, bull-headed, or beast-faced, with hair that is a ghostly green flame, and holding steel forks and spears.

In the center of the Asuras was a three-thousand-foot-tall Dharma form, towering to the sky and standing on the earth, with nine heads and a thousand eyes, fire coming from its mouth, nine hundred and ninety hands, and eight legs.

This is the Asura King Indra, possessing combat power at the level of a Yang God.

Compared to this enormous form, the Yaksha King appeared quite ordinary.

"King Asura, aren't we afraid of incurring Shakyamuni's wrath by doing this?" King Yaksha was somewhat unsure.

After all, Shakyamuni was a genuine ancient god and demon.

"It's nothing. The overwhelming demonic energy just now was a sign of the demonic energy erupting from the incense offerings of Shakyamuni."

"Now that they are preoccupied with their own problems, we should seize the opportunity to conquer the other four kingdoms and eventually take control of Mount Ling."

Ashura has a long-term vision and great ambition.

The Asura clan could very well take over Mount Ling and become the next generation of "Buddha".

From this point on, the Asura lineage will spread and become a new pantheon.

"You bastard!!"

At this moment, the Hinayana monk used his supernatural powers to break through the encirclement, and thrust his Vajra pestle towards the Asura's vital point.

"Ignorant and fearless."

The Asura King had nine heads and a thousand eyes, all simultaneously watching the monk.

Swish!
The thousand beams of blood-red light converged into a single beam and shot towards the monk. Before the monk could even let out a scream, he was instantly reduced to ashes, and the earth was plowed into thousands of miles of ravines by the blood-red light.

Indra felt a sharp pain in one of his eyes. Looking down, he saw that it was the monk's last desperate strike before his death, and one of his eyes had been pierced by the vajra.

"He's bleeding!! Even Indra bleeds!!"

"Monks, let's go together and protect Mount Ling!"

The mortals beneath their feet launched a full-scale attack like ants, while the monks and otherworldly beings used various means to advance.

Something must have gone wrong at Lingshan, and they are willing to pay the price of their lives to protect it.

Even if it means being shattered to pieces.

"You beast! You lowly creature!" Di Shitian cursed.

The minor injury was nothing; his eyes returned to normal in the next moment, but the mortal's heroic attitude made him feel humiliated.

These ants, instead of thinking about escaping, are thinking about resisting; this is the greatest contempt for their own strength.

"die!"

Indra's nine heads spewed out demonic fire simultaneously, and his thousand eyes burst forth with crimson demonic light.

Dark demonic energy permeated the vast blue sky, turning day into night in an instant.

The powerful pressure caused the streaks of light flying from all directions to fall like kites with broken strings.

The Yaksha and Shura knelt down together, calling out the name of the Demon King Indra.

"Indra! Indra!"

"Indra!"

"Ashura!"

Its form is three thousand times long, with a thousand eyes as large as millstones, and its blood-red light is terrifying.

Countless demonic lights pressed down, as if the world had fallen into apocalypse.

The army of Buddhist monks is about to be wiped out.

"I am the only one in heaven and on earth!"

Overjoyed, Indra uttered the famous words of Buddha Shakyamuni: "He is a demon, the most powerful demon in the world."

Unify the six kingdoms and acquire Mount Ling.

He has the ability to infect humans into Asuras.

boom!
The demonic light engulfed everyone.

"Ok?"

Indra sensed something was wrong; the demonic fire and light did not seem to have destroyed the enemy.

Upon closer inspection, the demonic fire receded like a tide, and everyone below was unharmed.

There was an extra person in front of them.

This person had disheveled hair, a black lotus flower at his feet, and his dark pupils held a smile, seemingly with a hint of mockery.

The demonic fire transformed into jet-black beads that swirled around the person.

"who are you?"

The moment Indra uttered those words, the Thousand Eyes once again shot out blood-red light.

They attempted to take advantage of the person's carelessness to launch a sneak attack.

"When will this cycle of revenge end?" Liang Yue laughed.

Having said that, he flashed to Indra's side.

"Om!"

The demon Buddha chanted Buddhist mantras and unleashed a jet-black Buddhist seal.

The Buddha's seal is composed of 129,000 thoughts.

In the instant it appeared, it suppressed all demonic energy and injected it into Indra's body.

Meanwhile, Xuanzang, Changxi, the Buddha, and others came out to deal with the remaining Asuras and Yakshas.

At this very moment, within the sea of ​​consciousness.

The chaos was boundless and dark. As Indra gazed at the Dharma form that was billions of times larger than himself, he felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"who are you?"

The size of the Dharma image within the sea of ​​consciousness depends on how powerful the demonic thoughts are.

This person is a billion times larger than myself. Could he be a demon that has existed since time immemorial?
"I am... the Black Lotus Demon Buddha."

boom! !

With a single palm strike, Liang Yue captured Di Shitian's soul, and his divine sense transformed into Netherworld Karmic Fire, continuously burning and refining his soul.

"Ah! I know I was wrong! I'll never do it again!"

No matter how much Indra struggled and begged for mercy, it was all in vain. The karmic fire enveloped him and successfully refined him.

"Perhaps it can be refined into a magical artifact."

Indra is too great; even if one is successfully converted now, there is an inevitable risk of backlash in the future.

This person has a thousand eyes and nine heads, which can be refined into a magical artifact for future surveillance of the Daoist sect.

Outside, everyone was fighting against the Asura.

Liang Yue's figure appeared in the void.

"Om!!"

The black lotus of the primordial spirit radiated light, which rippled and caused Asuras and Yakshas to kneel and kowtow wherever it went, chanting the names of the demon and Buddha.

"The demons have been converted. From now on, the Asuras and Yakshas will be the guardian deities of Buddhism," the Buddha said with delight.

Liang Yue did not stop, but continued to cast spells and thoughts at Di Shitian's body.

Soon, Indra's form shrank until he was refined into a round mirror with mottled copper rust. Behind the mirror was Indra's Dharma image. The mirror surface was smooth and crystal clear, as if it could illuminate all the heavens and the three realms.

"From now on, I'll call you the Mirror of All Heavens."

This object can monitor mountains and rivers through incense offerings, and can also kill evil demons and monsters from the heavens.

Liang Yue was playing with the treasure mirror when the crowd gathered around him.

A woman riding a lion stood in the crowd.

If the light is too strong in the dark, you can't see a person's face clearly.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be an old friend from back then.

"Master?"

Liang Yue looked up and saw that it was Wu Zetian, Wu Mingkong.

"Mingkong, you're awake."

Xuanzang said from the side, "Senior Lingbao will help you refine Manjushri Bodhisattva."

“Master, it’s so good that you’re back.” Wu Mingkong’s voice was a little hoarse.

The reunion of old friends is always poignant, especially since Wu Mingkong regarded Liang Yue as a father figure.

"Has Master's wife been resurrected?" Wu Mingkong had long admired Zhu Yingtai.

"There will be a chance to be resurrected in the future..." Liang Yue couldn't stand this girlish attitude, so he changed the subject and skipped over the topic.

Next, everyone cleaned up the battlefield.

Liang Yue introduced Wu Mingkong to Chang Xi.

"Chang Xi, you continue to refine Guanyin here. I'm going back."

"Your humble servant obeys," Chang Xi replied, bowing.

"Where to?" Wu Mingkong asked.

"Jade Kingdom of Dongsheng Divine Continent".

Liang Yue drew a map in mid-air, marking the locations he had visited.

"This disciple also wishes to return with Master."

Wu Mingkong had not seen Liang Yue for many years and missed him dearly, finding little joy in remaining in the Buddhist order.

"No need. If you manage this area well, a major battle is inevitable in the future."

"What great battle?" Buddha asked.

"Our war against gods and demons."

Liang Yue saw the near future.

The war between gods and demons is bound to be a decisive battle between humanity and the gods and demons.

The victor divides the territory, the winner takes everything, and a new legend unfolds.

Liang Yue should not set his sights on the lineage of the Five Emperors of antiquity. The universe is too vast, and it is unknown when the lineage of the Five Emperors will be fully gathered. The affairs of future generations should be left to future generations to solve.

He exchanged a few pleasantries with everyone and inquired about the condition of the other five emperors and others.

After receiving no reply, Liang Yue rode his escape light and disappeared from the spot.

……

In the Eastern Continent of Divine Victory, in the Jade Kingdom.

Jade Kingdom was no longer the only location of the Pure Yang Holy Land; the Pure Yang Holy Land began to spread to the surrounding human kingdoms.

In just a few years, it took root and flourished, and the number of cultivators was ten times that of before.

With the help of the cultivators' productivity, the human population increased dramatically.

Nine layers of clouds, the Taoist priests of the Rain Department manipulate clouds and bring rain.

Across the vast land, Taoist priests from the Plague Department dispel the miasma and fog.

The monks left the mortal realm, only to return to it.

The precepts of Taoism keep most people in awe and prevent them from indulging in any behavior.

Of course, human desires are endless, and there will always be people who create all sorts of ways to embezzle and corrupt.

For example, extending the mission, occupying the spiritual field and cave, or accepting bribes through mortal intermediaries.

Of course, with the Taoist sect's persistent purges, these are just minor issues.

The real big problem is...

"Too many cultivators?"

Inside the Jade Pivot Pavilion, Liang Changming said incredulously.

Yuan Tiangang replied with a wry smile, "We have too many cultivators. Their breathing exercises affect areas within a radius of several miles. They also consume enormous amounts of spiritual energy through their daily cultivation practices, causing the vegetation in many places to wither."

"Within a hundred years, the earliest spiritual vein will dry up, and we will have to move again."

The two finally understood why feudal cultivation methods were forbidden from being leaked outside the sect.

On the one hand, it is also to prevent too many cultivators from affecting the foundation of the spiritual veins.

"Then they can only keep migrating."

Liang Changming was helpless about this, but fortunately, the world is big enough.

Liang Yue's voice echoed from the stone pillars on the side of the main hall.

"I suggest that, apart from cultivating fundamental techniques, all cultivators should be prohibited from practicing any other techniques."

(End of this chapter)