Chapter 78: How Far is the Other Shore?
untless wise men who studied the existence of the ethereal heavens and star beasts countless times. They must have thought of countless ways... But no matter what methods they used, the final result r...Jiang Wang's efforts in the demon world to go home need no further elaboration.
He had imagined countless times how to pave the way home.
But every time it was just getting started, it was interrupted.
Having been exiled to the Demon Realm for nearly half a year, it felt like an eternity.
I tried every possible way, but I never even came close to truly hoping.
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Only at this moment, under the boundless divine abilities of Master Xingnian, did I truly see the ferry home!
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How could he not be excited
During this waiting time, he had already thought of many ways to greet his shifu when they met again.
If the master asks where this master comes from,
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First and foremost, it's important to remember that all Buddhist temples are one family. We are honored guests of the Xuankong Temple, so Mount Sumeru wouldn't dare ignore us, would it
Master Gujue, do you know me I am your junior, and you might not be familiar with me.
It's alright, tracing back from Hanging Temple, there's also a Master Guanyin who lived 500 years ago and was the first in enlightenment!
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In terms of character groups, the "guan" group of Xuankong Temple corresponds to the "de" group of Mount Sumeru.
It is said, "Having realized profound mysteries and attained tranquility, he diligently practices the Way. May his enlightened wisdom benefit all sentient beings eternally."
Isn't this the word "Mount須彌" that I remembered correctly
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That Master Guan Yan, he was still your grandfather's teacher.
Master Guan Yan had one wife and a pair of children. He had returned to secular life, so I called him "Grandmother."
Based on our seniority, I should address you as senior brother.
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You are highly respected and have lived a long life. I dare not be your peer!
May I address you as my master, sir What do you think
If you are not satisfied, you can still discuss it further.
How about it, we're both strangers in a strange land, why don't we head home together
Master, I can also donate incense money!
I have a friend who is very wealthy.
If you could accompany me on this journey, even a temple donation would be possible!
“What a master technique!”
Zhūyì, beaten to a sorry state, suddenly drew her hairpin—it was just an illusion, but at this moment, it became terrifyingly real.
"It's just... you want to take Zhiwenzhong away too, and the Fountain of Youth as well Isn't that a bit greedy"
She reversed the hairpin, and with a forceful stroke!
“My name is the Lord of the Sky-Breathing Wasteland. With this domain's power, I shall hold him back by one step!”
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At this moment, it signifies that the divine realm of Shenxiao is just a step away from the mortal world. The heavenly wind howls fiercely, and celestial rivers roar between them. It's clear that the ferry has set sail across to the other side.
But as Zhū Yì's hairpin drew across the sky, another chasm appeared after Tiānzhàn.
A single step apart, yet a vast expanse separates heaven and earth.
That day, Qian returned after a circuitous route, directly encircling the Zen master Xingnian within his domain.
That day, Zhan returned after twists and turns, directly placing Xing Nian Chan master within his circle.
Just like the Legalists, drawing lines to confine oneself!
In this grand celestial scheme, Zhu Yi possesses one major advantage—the open portal to the Divine Thunder Realm is located in her own territory.
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She was the landowner and enjoyed the benefits of the land.
Had he not been schemed against by the Master Xing Nian from the very beginning, with cause and effect reversed and true lifespan swapped, his power would have been tenfold what it is now. He wouldn't be in this pitiful state.
At this moment, she remotely manipulated her domain power, depicting a heavenly chasm prison. It was an absolute peak technique.
But Elder Xingnian simply shifted his gaze, and seeing the gap in the prison beyond past and future, he gently pushed with his five fingers apart.
The chasm in Heaven's Prison suddenly appeared.
The prison door has been opened!
In those profound eyes of Buddha, reflected was Zhu Yi's visage. Master Xingnian declared: "The bell that knows and hears is a relic passed down from Mount Sumeru. The Spring of Eternal Youth is a treasure born in this world. When I return to the mortal realm, of course, I must bring them back. This is the cycle of heaven, cause and effect returning. The benefactor calls me greedy, but they missed a point... Five hundred years ago, my master uncle died, and today I shall repay it with the life of Yi Dao!"
The sound resembled the booming of a heavenly drum, scattering the way.
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Five fingers spread, the palm covers Mount Shen.
The palm
is no longer gleaming gold, but instead reveals its fleshy color.
At this time, Master Nian Zen had gathered his strength and returned to himself.
This palm strike landed with a sickening thud, unstoppable.
She immediately snapped Zhū Yì's hairpin, shattered her web, and directly pressed down on her illusory head representing true longevity, causing the headless corpse of the entire Zhūzhēng she controlled to explode instantly, reducing it to dust!
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“Pig Power!” The leader of the Taiping Dao urged the Taiping Ghost Messenger with a sharp voice, unable to contain his excitement.
Zhu Dali instinctively channeled his energy, asking in his heart, "What's going on"
Suddenly, a dazzling golden light erupted!
The Dao Master's voice was cold and indifferent: "It's nothing, you hid well. Just a reminder, my demon clan has another Heaven Venerable making a move. Keep your distance and don't be caught in the crossfire."
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Pig Dali hid quietly in the woods, gazing at the aerial battlefield. He said with admiration, “The Lord’s move is brilliant!”
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The sudden burst of gold shone just below Zhu Yi's illusory skull, which had already been crushed halfway.
When the Buddha's palm of Master Xingnian fell, even this blazing gold light vanished.
But there was this one obstacle, that broken hairpin, which had already pierced a faint and eerie hole into the air.
The remnants of Zhūyì's true lifespan, fell into it, having already escaped into the labyrinth of time!
This golden light that saved Zhuyi's life was unlike any previous Buddhist light.
It is not Mount Kunlun, nor Mount Sumeru.
Love is compassion, it is kindness.
But proud but arrogant.
Within the scattered golden light, a defiant voice rang out: "Baldhead, with eyes like yours, you must have seen my old man too!"
Yuan Meng was extremely surprised to see the golden light shield covering him suddenly rise into the air and condense into a dim figure clad in golden armor and crimson robes.
His long-lost ape immortal grandfather, wielding a ridiculously large war spear, aimed it at this celestial Zen master, like an axe cleaving through the sky!
"A bald dead man, alone causing havoc in the demon realm. You think I don't exist!"
The intervention of the Yaren Court to protect Zhu Yi was a favorable act, and sending Yuan Mengji into the realm of Shenxiao was merely an impulsive decision.
Because the other participants all had some background, he also conveniently kept means to protect this little monkey.
He was given three chances to try again.
It was only then that I sensed the presence of the written words, and I rose up in anger.
Go with the flow, and strike accordingly!
This halberd shattered all tangible and intangible obstacles, crushed the Buddhist sounds, scriptures, and light, and slashed fiercely at Master Xingnian's body.
The once-robust body, now worn and weathered, split open with a flash of gold.
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literally forced the monk, Xing Seng, back into his golden body state.
That golden body staggered back, its very foundation shaken.
Master Xing Nian, whose golden body shone brilliantly, simply followed the flow... and stepped onto his ship of wisdom!
Heaven and earth are vaguely present, and deities flit about in the darkness.
For a time, the entire sacred mountain echoed only with the chanting of Master Xingnian Chan: “Thank you, monkey master, for escorting me!”
“I give you…” The phantom of the Ape Immortal Court was furious, but could only dissipate in anger.
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He didn't put much power into the strike on Enmu, it was a temporary reinforcement for this single attack only.
Even swear words can't fully express it.
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Mount Jiuwanzhang, where the Way is inquired about.
Located in the easternmost region of the demon world.
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To the east, lies a vast expanse of uncharted chaos.
This peak has a long-standing reputation, but few people have ever been able to climb it.
At such a lofty height, the wind cannot reach, nor can thunder pass through.
The peak was extremely flat, one wonders who smoothed it.
The top is a platform of blue stone, carved with a chessboard.
The chessboard is weathered and worn, with numerous scratches.
Again, there are white and black stones as children, struggling and entangled on the chessboard.
To say "fighting" is probably not accurate.
It should be said 'massacre'.
Obviously, the black pieces on the chessboard have lost their advantage.
A mighty dragon, trapped with no escape, ran rampant in all directions.
The two players locked in a game of strategy were celestial demons as different as night and day.
The Great Ape King sat here, his golden armor and crimson robes fluttering freely. His eyes radiated discontent, every gesture bold and unrestrained. He was naturally the celestial ape immortal, Heavenly Ape Immortal Court, whose fame spread far and wide.
But the celestial demon sitting opposite him was unusually subdued.
Dressed in a gray plain robe and leather boots, with a blue hat, thin eyebrows, and grayish eyes, he looked pale and weak.
The only peculiarity was his extraordinary demonic aura, born with six ears.
"At forty, my old mother is actually as playful as a child! My mother's eyes are wide open!" The Arhat Immortal fumed: "If it weren't for me not having reached my true form and being able to move freely, how could that bald man act so arrogantly!"
As the curses erupted, the clouds around them stirred, and the sky flickered, as if in fear of this power.
The celestial demon sitting opposite him simply used his slender two fingers to gently pick up a white chess piece and place it on the board.
After further narrowing Kuroko's living space, he painted it over with a calm and understated tone: "Where did you learn such vulgar language"
The Arhat Immortal glared: "What does this have to do with you"
He simply swept the chessboard aside and stood up, saying: "My ears are idle, my mouth is idle! All day long I just listen to you fart! I'm too impatient to play chess with you!"
On the board, black and white pieces were mixed together, a few scattered on the ground with a crisp clatter.
Without even waiting to speak to the Eight-Eared Celestial Demon on the opposite side, he raised his war boots and vanished.
The emaciated, eight-eared celestial demon didn't seem angry at all. He silently picked up a piece of jade and arranged it.
With two fingers, one freely takes from the air, and pieces always fly up.
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He moved neither slowly nor quickly, here on Mount Asking the Way, a place where mortals were unheard of, dropping each seed one by one.
In the end, it formed a stalemate, exactly like his previous game with the Arhat Immortal. Not a single piece was out of place.
Then, he picked up a white stone and whispered in his mouth, "You will place it here."
The voice was very calm and very firm.
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It seems not to be a judgment, but rather a statement of fact.
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The shadow fell.
Another white piece fell.
And then he picked up a white stone and said to himself, "You would put it here."
Another white piece has fallen.
After a few exchanges, Bai Zi calmly defeated Long.
Suddenly, a loud bang.
It was as if a meteorite from outer space had struck this place, causing the entire Mount Wudao to tremble violently.
"Damn your grandfather!" The curse of Yuan Xian Ting echoed like thunder in the distance.
The Six-Eared Heavenly Demon at the edge of the chessboard just placed a piece, and smiled faintly.
Then, in that ethereal realm of divine radiance...
In the mirror world, Jiang Wang's mood was turbulent.
One moment, he was filled with joy because of the way Master Xingnian had opened the path back home. The next, he was worried because a series of demonic attacks kept occurring.
Not until the moment when Master Xingnian was sent onto the boat by the monkey immortal, did Ren manage to hold back and shout out a "Good!"
Immediately discovered that something was wrong.
"Hey, wait a minute! Master Uncle! I haven't boarded the ship yet!"
Without hesitation, he sheathed his longsword and prepared to leap out of the Crimson Makeup Mirror and return with his master.
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Farewell to the demon realm!
Damn it, fate! Goodbye!
Zhu Dali, goodbye!
Bye, Chai Qi!
Each person has their own path in life. We'll meet again on the journey ahead!
But while his body was rising here, in the River of Heaven over there, a sudden storm broke out!
He looked inside in disbelief, helplessly falling down.
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At that moment, Master Xingnian had calculated all the responses from every direction. With a single strike against the fairy of the monkeys' court, he stepped onto the boat of wisdom and understanding, venturing into the Milky Way. He was about to return to the mortal world.
Across an expanse of time and space, flows the water of the Fountain of Immortality. The water of the Fountain of Immortality carries vessels of knowledge. Vessels of knowledge carry those who have lost their homeland.
This person has been away from home for five hundred years.
This ship has sailed for tens of thousands of years and has not yet returned to its native soil.
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This spring has been lost for several eras!
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This water, this boat, this person, returning to the heart as naturally as an arrow.
After the phantom of the Yaren Immortal Court dissipated, Master Xingnian was on the boat. But suddenly, with a 'poof', he spat out a mouthful of golden blood.
Though the conversation seemed lighthearted, who could truly be so nonchalant, causing Yuan Xian Ting to 'send them off' with a spear
This mouthful of blood spurted out, it wasn't a big deal.
But in this golden blood, Abbot Xingnian suddenly saw a few black lines.
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The moment he saw them, those black lines leaped from the golden blood, wrapping around his lifeline!
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Cause and effect, the river of fate churning.
The entire river of immortality, transformed from the elixir, suddenly surged with colossal waves!
Who was the monk Xing Nian Seeing these few black lines, everything became clear.
Upon careful review of that match, the true demonic dog Ying Yang on Mount Zhaoyun was never actually swayed by him.
A true demon who takes refuge in Buddha is more likely to be exposed in a plot because they are not discreet enough.
He became a Buddhist independently, and without knowing the situation in regards to Inyingyang, he completed the guidance for Inyingyang, leading him to place one chapter of 《The Sutra in Fifty-Eight Chapters》 onto Zhuru.
Similar precedents to this are few and far between. I've only prepared a handful, coinciding with the opening of the front lines and the divine celestial realm.
In fact, Quinyang was supported by Lu Ximing behind the scenes. All his actions in Moyun City were to investigate the truth about the Tianxi Wasteland.
Of course, the fact that Dog Yingyang's descendant, Dog Xihuā, truly died is true, and Dog Yingyang's anger over Dog Xihuā's death is also true. This is roughly what Lu Ximing's "falling with no trace" is...
But he was still able to practice meditation. The master also used this chess piece.
When heaven, earth, and humanity all align, those who can glimpse the future are most averse to making bold moves. Go with the flow and let your actions come naturally.
It's best for the waves to be elsewhere, and the situation to be in your own hands.
He saw Zhūzhēng, and of course he also saw Húbórqǐ. He fully understood that behind Húbórqǐ was the descent of Hǔtàisùì.
But what he didn't see was, behind Hu Boqi, there was another existence—the peerless celestial demon monkey Zhiben who created the Heavenly Rankings!
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Just as he completed his move by borrowing the dropping piece from Lu Ximing,
The monkey is borrowing the tiger's auspicious year for its own use, playing its own game!
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The corpse of the Zhuru cannot be destroyed.
Or, at least, it could be destroyed by his thoughts.
Because Zhu Zhen's body was already infested with corpse worms!
His multifaceted eyes, capable of capturing every motion, were his very mark. And it was precisely with this innate marking that he concealed these few insects.
A parasite does not affect its host during its lifetime.
...activated only after death, becoming a causal retribution existence!
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The molester of corpses shall be possessed by the Corpse Worms!
Monkey King clearly already saw the possibility of Zhuyi's arrival and that he could calculate Zhuyi's death, so he set up this trap!
If the design is too dangerous, it's possible he could foresee it. If the trap is too elaborate, there's a chance he could see through it.
The effect of the corpse worm is just right.
Although cause and effect exist, they do not inherently cause harm.
Its only purpose is to be an unyielding beacon!
Whatever time gets lost, the world's barriers, those things wouldn't work anymore at that time.
From this moment onward, he, the master of Zen meditation, became a live target for powerful demonic beings from across the entire demon realm.
Even in the pitch-black night, it emitted a light, like a red moon from the demon realm hanging high.
What can be seen, can be taken.
The ripples caused by this ancient spring water are the result of a number of powerful celestial demons in Mo Yun City taking action one after another!enius.Tian Chang is acting low-key because he murdered his family head and stole the famous knife, Chao Xin. He doesn't dare to draw attention for fear of exposing his crimes. But what about Tian He W...