Immortal I Speedrun Supernatural Game

The monk Huiming's treatment was extremely effective.

He forcibly dispelled the abnormal influences attached to the players, and even forced the relic inside the passion fruit to be vomited out.

When the ping-pong ball-sized sphere was spat into the vegetable garden, everyone was shocked to see that it was not a relic at all.

It looks exactly like an unhatched insect egg.

The translucent outer membrane even allows you to see the wriggling larvae inside; they are so numerous that it's impossible to count them all.

I can't even imagine what would happen if they were to hatch inside a passion fruit.

"Gentlemen, it's getting late and the road to the Scripture Pavilion is not easy to travel. Please be careful."

As if sensing something, the monk Huiming suddenly looked up at the sky.

For the first time, everyone followed his gaze and clearly saw the rapid passage of time at Cibei Temple.

It was like watching a documentary on fast-forward; the sky began to turn yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Night will soon fall again here.

"Tonight, this humble monk will try his best to delay Kong Bei's departure to the Sutra Repository."

"I hope this can be of help to you all."

The monk Huiming put his hands together and said.

He then pulled a handful of red candles from the wide sleeves of his robe, handed them to the players, and turned to walk deeper into the temple.

Feeling the slippery texture of the red candle in their hands, the players exchanged glances and quickly headed towards their quarters.

On the way, they also discussed the possibility that they could explore for a longer period of time tonight and perhaps even enter the stone gate directly.

Wu Wang, however, offered a different perspective.

"Even if we can decipher all the Buddha statues tonight, I suggest that you deliberately leave one or two undeciphered."

Ruoshui was somewhat puzzled by this approach.

Given the current time constraints, isn't it right to do everything in our power to solve this problem?
She asked instinctively, "Why?"

Before Wu Wang could answer, Wu Xiaoyou chimed in, "It's still because of time."

"Although the Venerable Master Huiming said he would try his best to delay Kongbei's journey to the Sutra Repository, there are as many as ten Buddha statues in front of the stone gate."

"Even if I cracked one of them yesterday, there are still nine left. We only have seven people. Even if everyone tries to crack the Buddha statues at the same time, there will still be two Buddha statues left."

"If we were to attempt to decipher the remaining Buddha statues at this point, it would likely waste some more time."

"Once these two Buddha statues are deciphered, who knows how much time we'll have left to explore the stone gate, not to mention we also have to be wary of that black-eyed obsession."

"If Kong Bei returns at this time, we will be in a dilemma."

"If we don't leave, we might be sealed and trapped underground forever. But if we leave, it's like handing over our achievements to the Black-Eyed Obsession."

Upon hearing this, everyone's faces lit up with understanding.

That makes perfect sense.

If we solve the mystery of seven Buddha statues today and leave, leaving the last two as insurance, we can prevent the Black Eye Obsession from entering the stone gate and also give ourselves more time to explore the stone gate each night.

So, everyone immediately agreed.

The plan is to decipher seven Buddha statues this time, and regardless of whether Kongbei returns or not, two will remain in the Sutra Repository before leaving.

Not long after the discussion ended, the sky quickly turned from a yellowish hue to night, and scattered stars began to adorn the night sky.

thump—

The night bells rang.

The fog arrived as expected.

The blood-red shadowy figures also began to pace in the mist.

Just like last night, everyone lit red candles and hurried toward the library. This time, having learned from experience, they no longer walked cautiously.

It only took a minute or two to reach the location of the library, where the door had been replaced with a new chain.

We can't force the door open like we did last night, otherwise, if Kong Bei sees the door being forcibly opened again, he'll probably be on high alert tomorrow night.

Just as everyone was trying to figure out how to pick the lock, Wu Wang stepped forward and pushed the door open.

creak-

The doors of the library opened in response.

Jinxin asked in surprise, "Holy crap? How did you open this lock?"

Wu Wang revealed a mysterious smile and said, "Lock? What lock? Where's the lock here?"

Upon closer inspection, everyone was shocked to discover that the chains on the door had vanished.

[Source Code Engine] Special Effect 2: [Code Deletion]!
Within those ten seconds, the chains ceased to exist in the world.

After entering the library, Wu Wang closed the door again, and the chains were put back on the outside, making it seem as if there were no trace of anything.

Without damaging or even unlocking the chains, the group quietly entered the library.

He skillfully reached the steps to retrieve his logbook, only to discover that the scriptures here were not the bamboo scriptures from yesterday, but rather the human skin scriptures commonly found throughout the library.

While they were still in a daze, Wu Wang's gaze quickly locked onto a wall on the second floor of the Sutra Repository.

[The Vision of Truth] shows that the log has been placed in this location.

Clearly, to prevent Kong Bei from finding it, the log not only disguises its form but also changes its location every night.

Amidst the puzzled looks of others, he took to the air, flew to the second floor, and casually pulled the logbook out from among countless scriptures.

Fortress couldn't help but twitch her lips and said, "They're not even going to act anymore..."

He felt something was off last night.

While there is some credibility to finding differences in scriptures by touch, there are simply too many scriptures here.

If the widow found the diary on the first night using this method, then it can only be said that she was lucky to have stumbled upon it.

Otherwise, one night would definitely not be enough to go through all the scriptures.

As a result, he was still able to quickly locate the log last night.

At that time, the fortress suspected that the widow might have other methods.

Now you've opened it right away, haven't you! You went straight to the logbook as soon as you walked in! Pretending is completely meaningless in front of him!
Moreover, after reviewing the log, he discovered that this thing absolutely could not cause the abnormal index on the widow and the spider lily to soar to such a terrifying level.

In other words, the abnormal indexes on these two people have absolutely nothing to do with the instance!
There was something between them to begin with!
Of course, the fortress did not doubt the identities of the widow and the other shore flower, as the identity documents of the Bureau of Extraordinary Affairs were not so easy to fake.

Moreover, they had indeed saved them in the dungeon, and didn't seem like people with ulterior motives at all.

It's just that Fortress is very worried about the condition of these two.

Given such a high anomaly index, to use a fortress analogy:

The difference between these two and a time bomb is that they are not timed.

As the mandala pattern reappeared, the flesh-and-blood steps unfolded, carrying a pungent, overwhelming stench.

The players didn't have time to ask how Wu Wang found the log; they could only dive in headfirst.

Back in front of the stone gate, the black-eyed obsession that looked exactly like Huiming was still sitting cross-legged, as if waiting for everyone to arrive.

As he slowly opened his eyes, a Buddha statue emerged from the stone gate behind him.

However, the Buddha statue of the [Suffering Truth] that Wu Xiaoyou had deciphered has disappeared.

"Please make yourselves at home, everyone."

Black Eyes Obsession didn't say much, but simply made a gesture of invitation.

Without hesitation, everyone stepped forward and each chose a Buddha statue to touch.

Wu Xiaoyou, who passed the test last night, also chose a Buddha statue.

After all, we need to break through seven barriers tonight.

However, after they had all entered the testing phase, only Wu Wang passed by Black Eye Obsession.

He suddenly spoke up: "So, benefactor, have you thought about how to eliminate this humble monk?"

This caused Wu Wang to pause slightly.

He turned around, raised an eyebrow, and teased, "Don't rush me. I'm too busy dealing with people looking for trouble myself. You'll have to wait in line."

"But the one who created you is probably hoping you die soon. Are you mentally prepared?"

Clearly, this guy knew what the monk Huiming had said to him during the day.

Or rather, it would be strange if he didn't know.

This guy is essentially the same person as the monk Huiming, who is also the one with the ego.

Naturally, they will influence each other in their thoughts and what they see and hear, with each other intertwined.

Even when the monk Huiming was almost succumbing to evil thoughts, his eyes were briefly filled with that black filth.

"Always be prepared." Black Eyes Obsession revealed a smile identical to Huiming's, only this one seemed somewhat sinister as he said, "But how can ego be truly eradicated? This humble monk will live on forever!" (He chuckled to himself.)

Snapped--

Wu Wang casually slapped the Buddha statue in front of him on the forehead.

He rolled his eyes and said, "What are you babbling about? What does it matter to me if you live forever?"

"At worst, I'll kill Huiming when I have some free time. Then, how will you survive on your own?"

"Something that's not even human is talking to me like that?"

After saying that, his consciousness was instantly enveloped by the Buddha statue, and he lost all perception of the outside world. His body remained motionless, just like Wu Xiaoyou's the night before.

Only the unrestrained smile of the man with the dark eyes remained, frozen on his face.

Yes, he can't...

As an obsession, it is like the opposite of a mirror, which cannot be eliminated alone, but it also cannot exist alone.

These words were like a sharp blade, piercing through the most vulnerable psychological defenses of Black Eye Obsession.

Suddenly, a large amount of black mist surged from his body, and it seemed to be even denser than last night.

These black mists rushed over and swirled around Wu Wang, as if they would engulf him at any moment.

However, just as Wu was about to perish.

With a determined look, Black Eyes took it back.

Then he put his hands together in prayer and chanted, "Amitabha..."

"Now is not the time for you to go to hell. Once you open the stone gate for this poor monk, hell will welcome you."

"This humble monk is not human, nor does he intend to become human."

"What this humble monk desires is to become a Buddha..."

Black Eyes Obsession closed his eyes again and sat cross-legged in meditation.

He will not harm anyone here who is deciphering the Buddha statue.

This was also within Wu Wang's speculation.

That's why I dared to have everyone work together tonight to decipher the seven Buddha statues, leaving no one outside to help guard them.

Because the other party still needs them at this stage.

Even now, if someone tries to harm the players, this Black Eye Obsession has to help protect them to prevent interference that could cause the hack to fail.

Wu Wang, who had a firm grasp on the other party's psychological state.

At this moment, I also had new feelings.

The Buddha statue he touched was a dilapidated one that appeared to be cast from ancient sandstone that was rough in texture, full of cracks and holes, and severely weathered.

Warm, golden sand slowly flows from the cracks on its surface, gathering at the base to form a flowing river of sand.

The face of this Buddha statue is also different from the other ferocious and terrifying Buddha statues around it.

Instead, it has the face of a young and determined traveler.

His brows furrowed slightly as he pondered, and his lips were pressed tightly together. His gaze was not fixed on the distance, but rather on the road beneath his feet.

A faint golden crack on its forehead was emitting a soft glow, the only crack from which no gold dust flowed out, as if a third eye was slowly opening.

Its posture was not that of sitting in meditation, but rather that of walking.

Behind it, eight beams of light of different colors are arranged to form a rotating Dharma wheel.

The light wheel turns, and the gold dust never stops.

Wu Wang's view of the world is no longer confined to the stone gate and secret chamber.

Instead, he stood in the middle of a straight, golden road.

The road was glowing and stretched out into the distance, with no end in sight, and nothing on either side.

He appeared out of place in this world with only one road.

"Little sister, go forward boldly! Go forward! Don't look back!"

"The road to heaven—nine thousand nine hundred—nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine!"

Wu Wang hummed a little tune as he started walking forward.

As he sang, he realized something was wrong.

"No! I'm not the younger sister! We need to change the song."

After he finished speaking, four ghostly figures using the "Five Ghosts Moving Technique" crawled out of his shadow.

One of them carried him on its back, while the other three hopped and skipped around him as they made their way.

He sang the lyrics in different tunes:
"White Dragon Horse~ Hooves facing west!"

"Carrying Tang Sanzang along with his three disciples~"

"On the journey to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures, the main road leads for tens of thousands of miles!"

Time seemed to lose its meaning at this moment.

Wu Wang had no idea how far he had gone.

But the songs he sang were one after another, with no repetition.

Finally, a large gate appeared in the middle of the road, its width completely blocking the way.

The gate was tightly shut, with two large characters engraved on it—

Right View

There seemed to be a person standing by the door, but upon closer inspection, it was just a shadowy figure, dressed in a monk's robe with his hands clasped together, looking somewhat benevolent.

"To enter the Noble Eightfold Path, one must first pass through the gate of Right View."

"One with right view truly understands the principles of the Four Noble Truths..."

However, before he could finish speaking, a black obsidian dagger was pressed against his throat.

Wu Wang's calm voice, simple yet powerful, came from the ghostly figure.

"Get out of the way."

This action seemed to indicate that the phantom was stunned.

He blurted out instinctively, "What?"

Wu Wang repeated impatiently, "I said, move aside! You're blocking the way!"

"Do you fucking not understand Chinese?"

Faced with this guy's completely unreasonable arrogance, and even insults in foreign languages.

The phantom pointed to the two characters "正见" (Right View) on the gate and responded:
“My friend, you must first understand ‘right view’ before you can…”

Wu Wang was completely too lazy to argue with him anymore.

He was lifted dozens of meters into the air.

It was completely taller than the door that blocked the road.

He leaped over the door and landed at the back door, whereupon the ghostly figure emerged from the shadows and caught him safely.

If I can't move to the left or right, then I'll walk from above!

As long as the mind does not slip, there are more solutions than difficulties.

Did you open this road? Did you build this door?

"I'm just walking along my own path, and you insist I read your instruction manual first? Are you out of your mind?"

Having said that, Wu Wang completely ignored the response from the phantom behind him.

Regardless of whether the door will actually be opened or not.

He continued humming a song as he walked forward, oblivious to everything else.

He pondered for a moment a particular word from the other person's words—

The Eightfold Path

This is also a Buddhist doctrine.

This includes the gate we just saw [Right View].

There are also Right Thought, Right Speech, Right Action, Right Livelihood, Right Effort, Right Mindfulness, and Right Concentration.

These refer to the eight methods and paths to reach Nirvana, the highest ideal state in Buddhism.

In this light, the Buddha statue I touched, like the "Truth of Suffering" that my second sister experienced last night, belongs to the "Four Noble Truths".

This is called—[The Truth of the Way]. (End of Chapter)