Infinite Hextech, I roam freely across the heavens.

Smelling the faint fragrance of incense around her, Meng Li slowly closed her eyes.

As the surrounding environment gradually became empty and ethereal, Meng Li's consciousness gradually drifted into a dream without her realizing it.

He dreamed that he had become a beggar with no clothes on.

On a cold day, he huddled against the wall, shivering, but no one offered him any charity.

Having barely survived the bitter cold, they were chased and bitten by vicious dogs and beaten and driven away by soldiers.

It's as if he shares in all the suffering in the world.

His legs were broken, his food was stolen, and in the end, he died a miserable death in the city. His body was dumped in a mass grave without even a bamboo mat to wrap him in.

And this is just the beginning.

Meng Li was constantly reincarnated in her dreams.

He was once a minor official, a fisherman, a chivalrous knight-errant, and a scion of a noble family...

He experienced both the highest and lowest classes of society.

But each time, he didn't have a good ending.

A minor official offends a powerful figure, a chivalrous knight is betrayed by his brother, a noble family's scion is exiled, and even an emperor is held hostage by a powerful minister to command the other lords.

The core of his countless lives was undoubtedly tragedy.

And just after Meng Li died tragically for who knows how many times, a golden light appeared in the void at some unknown time.

Looking up, one is immediately struck by a Buddha statue that seems to reach the heavens and the earth.

His face showed compassion, and his fingers were gesturing as if he wanted to deliver all the three thousand sufferings in the world.

It seemed that they had noticed Meng Li's attention.

He lowered his head and looked down at Meng Li.

"Having seen the World-Honored One, why not bow in reverence?"

Like a morning bell or evening drum, a piercing question echoed above Meng Li's head.

In that instant, he seemed to feel a sense of perfect fulfillment and complete freedom.

All suffering has been transformed into the steps to Buddhahood.

A voice echoed in his heart from the depths of his being.

"Bow down."

"By bowing down, you will be freed."

"By kneeling and worshipping with all your heart, you can ascend to the Western Paradise."

"This is an opportunity that millions of people would never have in their entire lives, and now it is right in front of you."

"Bow to the World-Honored One, all things cease; bow to the World-Honored One, all things are permitted..."

Meng Li's knees gradually bent.

Seemingly sensing Mengli's wavering heart, the Buddha statue before him became even more sacred and vast, like all living beings in this mortal world, or perhaps the only one in this world.

But just as Meng Li was about to kneel down, his movements suddenly stopped.

Just as they were about to succeed, suddenly, the chanting in the air intensified, and countless seductive sounds, no longer pretending, transformed into symbols that rushed into Meng Li's ears.

Even so, Meng Li's legs did not bend.

Instead of kneeling, he slowly straightened up, and finally, he even raised his head to look up at the enormous presence in the sky.

"Ha, what kind of wild god is this, pretending to be a ghost?"

"presumptuous!"

Upon hearing Meng Li's words, a human-like anger appeared on the compassionate Buddha's face. Golden lightning surged in the surrounding void, and an aura of destruction emanated from it, as if it would annihilate Meng Li in the next second.

But faced with this devastating scene, Meng Li's expression remained unmoved; instead, it became even calmer.

He raised his right hand and swung it forward with a thud.

"I don't believe in God, I don't believe in fate, I only believe in the fists in my hands!"

"What does death matter? Why should I fear death?"

As soon as he finished speaking, his fist seemed to have struck an invisible wall.

As countless spiderweb-like patterns appeared, the sound of shattering glass echoed from the space in front of them.

Roaring, the Buddha reached out to stop him, but his body shattered inch by inch with the space around him. His face showed resentment, and after a few seconds, he finally shattered into a pile of dust and disappeared without a sound.

Meng Li suddenly opened her eyes.

Look around.

He was lying on a carriage.

"Donor, good concentration."

At this moment, the monk driving the carriage seemed to have noticed Meng Li's awakening, and turned his head with a smile, praising her.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the ordinary-looking monk in front of him, Meng Li wanted to make a move, but for some reason, a faint sense of danger seemed to linger in his heart.

"This humble monk, Kasyapa, has been instructed by my master to lead you to the Western Paradise."

"Kasyapa...a disciple of the Buddha?"

Meng Li searched her mind for a moment, then paused in surprise.

Although he was not a Buddhist, he did have some impression of Kasyapa, a character who appeared in Journey to the West.

If he is Kasyapa, then wouldn't his teacher be the Buddha?

Thinking of this, Meng Li almost laughed out of anger.

It's true what they say: when the cat's away, the mice will play.

You use such strange methods to control him, and you tell him it's a Buddhist method?

Well, I must say, it does have a bit of a Buddhist feel to it.

But for the dignified World-Honored One to invite people in this way would be far too beneath his dignity.

Further discussion is pointless.

He could tell that Kasyapa in front of him was a powerful martial artist, and he was now quite confident in dealing with both the Silver Page and the Gold Page, so why should he be afraid?

He leaped into the air, and the next second, his fist slammed into Kasyapa's chest.

However, faced with Meng Li's attack, Jia Ye showed neither the intention to defend nor the posture to retaliate.

Seeing that his attack was about to hit, Meng Li felt a bit of surprise and doubt.

You should know that with the power of his punches now, even Qingye, who has fully activated the Arhat Golden Body, couldn't withstand a single blow. Even if Jiaye on the other side is really a Golden Page Warrior, he is far too arrogant.

But soon, his expression froze.

boom!

As if it had been driven into a tough hide, Meng Li felt his force vanish completely, like a mud ox sinking into the sea.

Kasyapa, on the other hand, did not even change his expression.

"How is that possible?"

Meng Li frowned and threw several more punches.

This time, he clearly sensed that although the opponent's defense was strong, it was definitely not strong enough to ignore his attacks. However, every time he attacked, the force of his attacks was naturally and completely neutralized by a strange power.

"Benefactor, would you like to continue?"

"You must have obtained the Heavenly Book and Golden Pages, right? Our Buddha is merciful and wishes to save all sentient beings. Your possession of the Golden Pages only attracts covetousness. Why not convert to Buddhism and enter my Little Western Paradise to obtain a Buddha position? Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

Seeing that Meng Li was about to attack again, Jia Ye quickly spoke up.

Cold sweat was already seeping from his back; he was far from being as relaxed as he appeared.

As the messenger of Little Western Paradise, he was in charge of every ritual of salvation and guidance.

The reason why he was so highly regarded by the World Honored One was mainly because he mastered two Golden Page martial arts techniques.

That's right, with two Golden Page martial arts techniques, even among the disciples of the World Honored One, he was among the strongest.

Once the fragments of the Heavenly Book reach the Gold Page level, the martial arts within may contain some extraordinary and profound mysteries, somewhat similar to the immortal techniques in the eyes of mortals. Although the manifestation may not be as exaggerated, it is by no means comparable to the martial arts of the Silver Page, which still carries a mortal flavor.

This is also the most powerful aspect of Golden Page Martial Arts.