Shen Gongbao Great Sage Persuading Death Immortal

Chapter 354: Merciless and Sentimental, Infinite Living Beings

There are twelve kinds of sentient beings in the world: born from eggs, born from the womb, born from moisture, and born from transformation; with form, without form, with thought, without thought; neither with form, neither without form, neither with thought nor without thought.

Metamorphosis refers to the transformation from an old form to a new one, such as a chrysalis turning into a butterfly.

Colorless means colorless and invisible, and is a creature in the spiritual realm.

Having thoughts refers to ghosts and monsters that exist because of memory and imagination.

Then, the data-generated celestial beings created by the fluctuations of human souls are either transformed, colorless, or have thoughts.

It seems to be a little bit of both, and it seems to be none of them.

Data creatures are between sentient creatures and heartless creatures. You can say they are sentient but heartless, or you can say they are heartless but affectionate.

And, this transformation involves the biggest secret of spiritual practice - creating human beings!

It is easy to create humans. Ordinary immortals and Buddhas can use the power of matter, vitality, and the Tao to turn one substance into another race by using the method of turning stone into gold.

This method is more like enlightenment and awakening the soul than creation, and is far from the level of mediating the creation.

The real creation is created out of thin air, out of nothing.

Shen Gongbao had neither the supreme power of Pangu who created the world, nor the mysterious supernatural power of Queen Nuwa who comprehended the creation of nature. He could only find another way. First, he realized the Nine Seals of Yuanshi of Taoism and the Infinite Chaos, and then he observed the Nirvana of Buddhism and the emptiness of the four elements.

Thus, between the creation of the world and its extinction, a kind of catastrophe was verified and perfected - the catastrophe of transformation!

All sentient beings, non-sentient beings, sentient beings with thoughts, sentient beings without thoughts... all these countless sentient beings can go through the catastrophe of transformation, from virtual to real, obtain a human body, and become the same kind of creatures, endowed with a true spirit that comes out of nothing, and obtain a very faint but existing foundation of Daluo.

"The creation of the world is movement, the extinction is stillness, the sentient being is life, the insentient being is death"

"The clear is the source of the turbid, the moving is the basis of the still, the living is the root of the dead, and the dead is the root of the living."

"Between movement and stillness, the essence descends and the end flows, giving rise to all things; between life and death, the six realms of reincarnation, cause and effect are reversed."

“Benefits come from harm, and harm comes from kindness. Therefore, without kindness there is no harm, without movement there is no stillness, without life there is no death.”

Shen Gongbao sat cross-legged in the netherworld, standing in the cracks of billions of time, expounding the supreme law, and talking to all the ghosts and Shuras in countless parallel universes outside the prehistoric main heaven, saying: "Only in this way can one obtain emptiness."

"After I get free time, can I be liberated?" A nine-tribulation ghost immortal asked urgently, his eyes full of desire. He has been sinking for billions of years, but he is unwilling to give up the achievements of this life and reincarnate to gamble on an illusory future. He has been wandering before reincarnation.

Compared with the creatures in the main heaven, the creatures in the parallel universe lack some foundation, because the ancestor god of the creation was unwilling to sacrifice, so they lack a little true spirit.

If one wants to obtain this bit of true spirit, one has to go through reincarnation, lose all merits, and use up all one’s life’s cultivation in order to exchange for an identity of a prehistoric household and be reborn into heaven.

Without a prehistoric household registration, you can’t even achieve Daluo.

This is the helplessness of the creatures in the three thousand small thousand, middle thousand, and great thousand universes, who are born inferior to others.

There are real Three Realms and Six Paths with orderly levels, and the master of the ancient times is the master!

“No.” Shen Gongbao sat upright on the green lotus, looking dignified. He shook his head and said, “After attaining emptiness, it is not that the four elements are all empty, because the emptiness you have attained is still there. Only when you observe that emptiness is also empty and have nothing, can you attain true emptiness and true purity. Only then can you eliminate the four inversions and attain the eternal bliss and purity of self!”

"Only the void can give rise to the wonderful existence, and only the pure can give birth to the true spirit."

As soon as these words were spoken, countless ghosts and gods cried. As the natives of the poor mountainous areas and remote areas, their education level was extremely low, and their level of enlightenment was hard to describe. Even if there were Buddhist masters personally teaching them how to transcend word by word, they still could not understand.

The talents of living beings are limited. When ordinary people look at mathematics, they really can't understand it. When ghosts and gods listen to the truth, they really don't understand it.

“Buddha, is there no other way besides this?” A small world emperor who was spinning a treasure wheel, shining with divine light and 84,000 feet tall pleaded, “Could it be that the merits we have accumulated are not as good as the merits of the great wasteland, and the good deeds we have done are not as good as the good deeds of the great wasteland?”

"We have practiced hard for billions of years, but we are really no match for the three generations of inheritance of the mortals in the main heaven?"

"Who told you ancestors not to work hard?" Shen Gongbao shook his head and sighed, "When Pangu fought bloody battles against three thousand demon gods, everything was already destined. It was because of Pangu's fearlessness and great sacrifice that the creatures in the prehistoric heaven were able to be superior to others."

"Since you, the Great Luo Ancestor God, are unwilling to sacrifice yourself, I can only make you suffer and undergo reincarnation migration."

"This is the way of heaven, and the way of heaven cannot be changed."

All ghosts and gods were suddenly eclipsed. Who can change the way of heaven? Even though some cultivators keep saying that they are going against heaven, in fact, going against heaven is also a part of the way of heaven.

Those who follow the rules are ordinary people, those who go against the rules are immortals, it's just a matter of turns.

As a cultivator, one must have a flexible bottom line for practice, going against heaven when it is time to go against heaven, and following heaven when it is time to follow heaven.

If one really wants to go against heaven, he must first destroy himself, because a cultivator's physical body, soul, and even every breath of spiritual energy he breathes, the ground he steps on, the auspicious clouds, and spiritual beasts are all part of heaven's way.

"Who says the laws of nature cannot be changed?"

"Enter my sea of ​​blood and you will be free!"

Suddenly, there was a sea of ​​blood rising, the waves were surging, hundreds of millions of Jingzhao creatures roared and shouted, resonating and whistling, playing a clanging war song together. A dazzling red lotus of karmic fire bloomed in the sea of ​​blood, and on the lotus stood a young ancestor with a fiery look and a scarlet spot on his brow.

The old ancestor laughed strangely and said, "If my life is all mine, then you can plant a red lotus in the sea of ​​blood and get a blood god son from me. From then on, you will be free and have no need to envy the immortals."

All the ghosts and gods were fascinated and delighted when they heard the words. Some of the unruly ones threw themselves into the sea of ​​blood on the spot, transformed into blood gods and embarked on the path of rebelling against heaven.

From then on, he no longer submitted to the control of heaven, nor was he bound by the cycle of reincarnation.

Even if he died one day, he would just be thrown into the sea of ​​blood again, reforged his body, and play the role of Blood God again. This could be called the immortal version of the fourth natural disaster.

"That's good, that's good."

A blooming lotus sways gently, its huge, emerald green leaves entangled with chaotic energy, as if giving birth to endless new life. Only in this way can it float above the underworld and not fall to the bottom of the Forgotten River.

On the green lotus, Shen Gongbao quickly stood up and said, "Grandmaster, I am sorry that I was not able to greet you from afar. I am sorry for not being polite."

"No problem, no problem." The Styx Patriarch said with a smile: "Old Patriarch, I see that you are also pretty and charming. Why don't you plant a drop of blood in my son? From now on, you can be free in the sea of ​​blood. Isn't it wonderful?"

"Old Ancestor, what you said is very wrong." Shen Gongbao shook his head like a rattle and said, "Once you enter the blood sea, although you are not under the control of the Heavenly Emperor and the Human Emperor, you will still be under the control of the old ancestor. How can you be free and at ease?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the ghosts and gods that were bewitched by the Styx suddenly came to their senses and their faces turned extremely pale.

There is no such thing as a free lunch in the world. If you have taken advantage of the evil demon, how can you not serve him?

"You are such a boring monk." The old man of the Styx curled his lips and said, "You practice the way of immortality, so aren't you disciplined by the Three Pure Ones? If you enter the way of gods, you will still be bound by the rules of heaven. Even in Buddhism, you still have to abide by the rules and regulations, and there are guardian gods watching you every day."

"In my Netherworld Blood Sea, there aren't so many stupid rules, and there's no hierarchy. Except for the ancestors, all beings are equal, and they're all Blood God's children."

"This is much happier than worshipping Arhats, cultivating Bodhisattvas, and attaining Buddhahood in Buddhism, and you cultivate step by step."

"If I possess the Blood God Son, will I still be myself?" Shen Gongbao chanted a Buddhist name and hit the nail on the head. The Blood God Sons of the Styx Patriarch were all his clones.

"It's no big deal."

The Styx Patriarch said nonchalantly: "I will not tamper with their memories and feelings. They are still themselves, with their own thoughts and ideas."

"What about the true spirit?" Shen Gongbao said calmly. This is the core of the problem.

"All living things come from Pangu, and we are all one." The old man of the Styx showed a brilliant, happy, and extremely harmonious smile, opened his heart, and said loudly: "We are all one, why should we distinguish between you and me."

"It's just coming from Pangu and going to Pangu."

"So that's how it is, it's actually like that!" Shen Gongbao's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "The ancestor actually had such an idea, you actually wanted to seize Pangu's body, it's really wishful thinking."

“No wonder the ancestor is the ancestor of evil spirits, he is really evil.”

Practitioners seek transcendence, and even those who follow the path of magic pursue extreme plunder and exploitation, as well as great destruction. They want to break out of the old barriers and create a completely new magic system.

The ancestor of the Styx is different. He does not seek transcendence, but wants to go back to the end and become Pangu.

Pangu's true spirit was scattered among all living beings in the ancient world, so he collected their true spirits and combined them into one, intending to become the largest part of the true spirit and dominate Pangu.

"What do you mean by taking over another's body? That's not a nice thing to say." The old man of the Styx said with a serious face, "This is just tracing back to the source and returning to the original body."

"What a return to the original form."

Shen Gongbao exclaimed: "The ancestor actually described cannibalism in such a refreshing and refined way, worthy of being a generation of evil demons, I really want the ancestor to succeed."

"The Emperor of Heaven is the Styx, the Emperor of Man is the Styx, the Ancestral Witch is the Styx, the Demon Emperor is the Styx, Hou Tu is the Styx, the Three Pure Ones are the Styx, the Buddha is the Styx, and all living beings are the Styx."

"It is truly extremely weird and extremely evil."

"The ancestor is suffering from severe schizophrenia."

"Alas, why do you all say that I am mentally ill?" The corner of the Styx Patriarch's mouth curled up a trace of smile, and he said leisurely: "Since the separation of this Blood God Son, my mind has become much more normal. On the contrary, you are still clinging to your status and guarding your own narrow and selfish true spirit."

"You don't understand me at all, my ancestor. I love all living things. I love the heaven and earth, I love the great wilderness, I love Pangu, and I love all living things, just like I love myself."

"Shen Gongbao, I love you too!"

“Let us create a universe without disputes, where all beings are equal, everything is harmonious, and full of love and hope!”

Shen Gongbao shuddered, raised his hand decisively and said, "I refuse."

(End of this chapter)