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The monk Huiming's questioning of Zen did not give players any further room for thought.

His voice echoed once more.

"The fourth question—Is the Three Thousand Great Thousand Worlds real or illusory?"

This time, it was Fortress whose expression changed.

He was one of only two players who had a relatively good understanding of Buddhist culture, and everyone eagerly awaited his answer.

After taking a deep breath, the fortress said:

"The three thousand great worlds are both real and illusory."

"From the perspective of relative truth of conventional truth, they are caused by conditions and exist in reality, and are subject to birth and death; from the perspective of absolute truth of ultimate truth, they are empty in nature, without inherent existence, like a dream or an illusion."

"Therefore it is said: Form is emptiness, emptiness is form; neither real nor unreal, yet both real and unreal."

This was the most comprehensive and concise answer he had based on the data he was familiar with.

Before joining the border defense force, I was a soldier in the information support unit, so I was particularly familiar with information that could be verified.

However, after hearing his answer.

Monk Huiming shook his head again and said:

"These words are not what you have come to understand; they are merely the words of someone else."

"Knowledge alone cannot encompass the existence of the world."

After he finished speaking, countless flashing electronic screens appeared in front of the fortress.

The code on these screens scrolled rapidly, then suddenly malfunctioned, followed by a series of black screen explosions.

The fragments shot towards the fortress like blades, and he immediately grabbed a remote control-like device and pressed it against the fragments.

An unknown force deflected some of the fragments that were aimed at vital areas.

However, some fragments still hit his shoulders and cheeks.

Strangely, instead of bleeding from the wound, a stream of 0s and 1s flowed out.

Fortress quickly took out a healing item from her backpack and applied it to the wound.

This scene almost made Wu Wang hallucinate that he was still in the Eternal City.

He then immediately realized what was happening.

The questioning of Zen by the monk Huiming was not simply about his understanding of Buddhist teachings.

Rather, it is each person's understanding of themselves.

I'm afraid I'll be attacked no matter what I say.

As a female internet celebrity, Ruoshui naturally has concerns about her appearance, so what she fears is losing her beauty as she ages.

Passion fruit may have suffered some kind of calamity related to ships, which is why she encountered the impact of the rotting ship.

As an outstanding border guard soldier, Jin Xin was not afraid of falsehoods, yet he was bound by the military rules and regulations.

Judging from his previous performance and his petty concern for props, Mug is cautious, even timid, which is why he is trapped by the constraints of the framework.

The so-called signs of assimilation after Zen inquiry are that everyone will be influenced to become the very thing they fear most.

The current fortress is the same. Although he is also a border guard, he gives people the feeling of a calm and composed science guy, and everything is based on data and information.

He believed in verifying everything through objective facts.

What I'm worried about is that this data will become chaotic and break down.

Thus, he too was wounded by the data, and even his wounds were assimilated into a kind of data flow, becoming, as he himself just said, a kind of existence that is neither real nor illusory.

"Interesting. The rules in this temple seem to be related to Buddhism, but the things they present all seem to have something else in common."

"They have all been distorted to look different from their original form."

Wu Wang squinted, his expression turning cheerful.

He realized something was wrong with the copy of the calamity cave.

Although it wasn't shown on the map in his hand, he believed his guess was most likely correct.

This is very likely a dungeon corrupted by [Distortion]!
Perhaps the original Compassion Temple was a dungeon corrupted by [Twisted], and after being conquered, it retained remnants related to this Venerable One, which became a disaster site.

Now that the public beta has begun, the Venerables are eyeing the real world with covetous intent, and some of their power has even infiltrated it.

This also led to the reactivation and awakening of the remnants of [Twisted], turning this disaster site into a brand new special instance.

The source of the anomaly that the side quest requires you to find.

Wu Wang suspected that it was related to the [Twisted] entity.

Just like Shangguan He's scalpel on Happiness Island, or the city system in Eternal City.

The fifth question: All beings suffer, but where does this suffering come from?

While Wu was brainstorming, the questions from the monk Huiming continued.

It was Wu Xiaoyou's turn.

The second sister replied calmly, "Suffering comes from existence; if it doesn't exist, there is no suffering."

Players looked at the monk Huiming's face, hoping for a change this time.

"Wonderful words." Monk Huiming nodded, a rare occurrence, but then his tone shifted and he sighed, "But you yourself exist, so how can you be without suffering?"

This time, no afterimage appeared in front of Wu Xiaoyou.

Instead, the ground where she was located turned into a black hole that could swallow even light.

Countless agonizing screams echoed from the black hole, as if it wanted to completely devour her and make her experience true non-existence.

The futon that Wu Xiaoyou was sitting on immediately fell into the black hole and disappeared without a trace.

This anomaly is clearly more dangerous than any that has occurred before.

Faced with this sudden crisis, Wu Xiaoyou did not flinch or dodge.

Amidst the worried gazes of the crowd, she raised her hand and plunged it into the black hole!

Immediately afterwards, the seal re-engraved on the gentleman penguin's forehead began to flow, the crown on his head and the six wings behind him reappeared, and the power of the [Ancient] within his body began to bloom at full force.

A golden light slowly shone from inside the black hole.

Then, to the astonishment of the monk Huiming, the seemingly all-consuming black hole slowly dissipated.

After the ground returned to normal.

Wu Xiaoyou, panting heavily, collapsed onto the floor.

Wu Wang took the opportunity to raise his hand to steady his second sister so that she would not fall.

A hint of doubt flashed in his eyes, while his second sister gave him an affirmative smile.

她成功了！

In Wu Xiaoyou's understanding, since the "Old Days" are for destruction and annihilation, they create the preconditions for the end.

Therefore, the concept of things that can be destroyed is definitely not limited to physical objects that can be touched.

Especially after the incident at the dining hall, she wanted to use the tolerance of the rules in this instance to try to break the so-called rules.

The difficulty was greater than Wu Xiaoyou had imagined.

When her hand entered the black hole, it almost vanished completely.

Even after mobilizing all her [Old Days] power, plus the limits of tolerance granted by grace, she still had to expend nearly half of her mental energy to barely destroy it.

Although it was quite difficult.

But it's a good start nonetheless.

This at least proves that the power of the "Old Days" can indeed break the rules.

Unfortunately, even including the fragment sealed in his forehead, he currently only possesses the power of two [Old Fragments].

It seems that in the current instance, apart from certain rules that target oneself, it's simply impossible to break rules that harm others.

For example, Wu Xiaoyou probably wouldn't have been able to destroy the illusory skeleton Buddha that Ruoshui was facing just now.

If she absorbs more fragments of the past in the future.

Perhaps one day we'll be able to directly break any instance's rules. "Second sister, this is too risky..."

Wu Wang couldn't help but sigh.

After seeing the other person's smile, he understood what his second sister was doing.

However, the leap from destroying physical objects to breaking rules is so great that one could easily suffer extremely serious damage if not careful.

Wu Xiaoyou jokingly replied, "Little brother, you have no right to say such things."

Yes, looking at all the players of the Spirit Disaster, it's hard to find another guy more adventurous than Wu Wang.

Others couldn't understand the unspoken meaning behind the siblings' words.

Like the monk Huiming, they were still shocked by the disappearance of the black hole and by Wu Xiaoyou's unharmed state despite the excessive exertion.

This spider lily... is something else!

Even though other players had witnessed her eating those bizarre dishes in the dining hall without any ill effects, they still couldn't help but sigh in their hearts once again.

Monk Huiming quickly regained his composure and looked at Wu Wang, who was no longer in a meditative posture.

He spoke with displeasure: "Before the sixth question, this humble monk must remind you that meditation is a very important part of spiritual practice, please do not underestimate it."

In response, Wu Wang remained seated on the prayer mat, refusing to sit cross-legged again.

Instead, he adjusted himself to a strange posture that looked like Ge You lounging around.

He jokingly said, "High monk, you're too attached to appearances."

"Zen meditation is only for subduing one's own mind, freeing oneself from afflictions and suffering, and ultimately realizing the true nature of reality and attaining Buddhahood."

"The first thing to do is to achieve 'concentration,' to calm the mind through meditation, so that one can better observe and analyze oneself in depth."

"You need to form a habit with this specific posture and gradually eliminate your distracting thoughts in order to calm down."

"But I don't need it."

After saying that, he actually closed his eyes in that awkward posture.

The teasing look on his face vanished instantly, his breathing became calm in a flash, and even his unreliable demeanor seemed to disappear.

In an instant, everyone felt that the person sitting slumped on the futon no longer seemed like a strange, sharp-tongued jerk.

Instead, it is a statue that will never rise again.

Sitting in the corner, it seemed as if it had always been there, like an object long forgotten and piled up in a storage room; you wouldn't even notice its existence unless you looked for it.

The displeasure on Monk Huiming's face gradually dissipated.

Instead, a complex expression of longing, envy, and even a hint of jealousy appeared on his face.

He could tell that the other person wasn't talking nonsense.

At this moment, even facing the sixth question that could come at any time, and the unknown anomalies brought about by the question, even though I was joking with myself just a second ago.

But the next second, the person instantly entered a meditative state.

Wu Wang's heart was as calm as a lake without a ripple, able to clearly reflect all things yet unmoved by anything.

"The boat passes the lake without leaving a trace, the bamboo shadows sweep the steps without stirring the dust..."

Monk Huiming sighed inwardly.

That was a realm he had pursued but never reached.

However, what he didn't know was that it wasn't the calm and undisturbed state of mind that came with the passing of the boat, but rather the stillness of an ancient well that had teetered on the brink of death countless times.

Wu Wang's heart was perhaps not at peace, but rather deathly still.

Even so, the problem still arrived as expected.

"Please listen to the sixth question, benefactor—who are you?"

The air in the entire meditation hall froze instantly.

Everyone held their breath.

They realized that this question seemed simple, and was even somewhat similar to the first question, "Who is Buddha?"

In reality, it is a rather difficult question to answer.

This question can be considered the ultimate pursuit in life.

Isn't the purpose of living in this world to find out who we really are?

Such a difficult question is not something that young people can ponder, and even a wise old man who has experienced many hardships may not be able to say that his answer is correct.

How would the widow respond?
Wu Wang slowly opened his eyes.

This time, he did not respond in his mind to the voice of the monk Huiming mixed in with the chanting of scriptures.

Instead, he spoke directly with a smile, saying, "Who am I? I already answered the Jaken Dormitory last night, and the answer remains unchanged—"

“I am the retribution for your Compassionate Temple.”

"Isn't the problem with the meditation hall trying to make us admit that attachment to self is suffering, karmic hindrance, and something that should be eliminated? But I refuse to accept that."

Wu Wang looked around the meditation hall.

Apart from his second sister and the young novice monk who was still meditating as if nothing had happened, everyone looked at him with a puzzled expression.

He said, word by word, "What's wrong with my obsession? My obsession keeps me alive, makes me remember the people I should remember, and makes me go further and further down the path of becoming a better bastard..."

"I'll keep this thing."

call--

As soon as he finished speaking, a cloud of mist appeared in front of Wu Wang.

Unlike other attacks that take shape and pounce on you quickly, this fog seems to be still deliberating even what kind of terror it should become.

It just floated there, motionless.

It seemed that this was the first time the monk Huiming had encountered such a situation, and he frowned in confusion.

The next second, to everyone's surprise, Wu Wang made the first move.

Instead of progressing, he regressed.

He stood up, raised his hand, and slapped the cloud of mist that represented the unknown anomaly.

He said helplessly, "Metaphysics? If it doesn't work, I'll drop out."

"You haven't even figured out how to attack others, what are you doing out here? Go cool off somewhere else."

An even more shocking and perplexing situation has emerged.

The fog actually dissipated quietly with that seemingly casual slap.

Upon seeing this scene, even the monk Huiming's clasped hands trembled slightly.

What no one can see is—

At this moment, a scarlet pupil in Wu Wang's wrist was blinking excitedly.

It swallowed up the dissipating mist.

A hint of lingering satisfaction even flashed in his eyes.

Although it can't be eaten as a main meal like other Abyss God Marks, it can still serve as a snack to satisfy cravings.

"Amitabha……"

Hearing the monk Huiming unconsciously utter his catchphrase.

Wu Wang chuckled and said, "It seems your Buddha doesn't understand me. Well then, I'd like to ask you a question."

"Venerable Master Huiming! Seventh Question—All sentient beings suffer, what is liberation?"

Holy crap! This is an inverted version of the Heavenly Gang!
If Wu Wang's solution to the sixth question in a way they couldn't understand at all was just shocking...

This sudden reversal of the seventh question made other players feel that their worldview was collapsing.

Even a newcomer like Emberheart, a player of the Spirit Disaster, sensed something was wrong, let alone the beta testers who had experienced numerous dungeons.

Where do you find players using the rules to interrogate NPCs?

Is this...right? (End of Chapter)