Can pigs become immortals?

23

I wandered on the battlefield of gods and demons after the war.

This battle is a great victory in the heavens.

The ravens of the demon world were flying in the air, and the wild dogs with scarlet eyes were biting the corpses.

A green butterfly landed on my shoulder.

"Did you take good care of the seeds I gave you?" Master's voice sounded in my head.

Before saying goodbye to Master, Master planted a seed in my heart, and asked me to water it with my painstaking effort every day.

He said: "If one day I die, all my cultivation will be gathered in this seed, and if you pass it on, you will be counted as successors."

I nodded, I have been taking care of it carefully, never sloppy.

I looked up and looked ahead.

In front of him was a large pile of detached corpses piled up like a mountain.

The corpse mountain exudes a strong rotten stench, attracting swarms of flies flying around the corpse mountain like black clouds.

Such a scene is the norm on the battlefield.

I threw the sky fire in my hand into the pile of corpses, and the pile of corpses was instantly ignited.

A strong burnt smell permeated the entire battlefield.

More piles of corpses were set ablaze one by one by the heavenly soldiers who took care of the battlefield.

I saw some demons who hadn't completely died rolling and howling fiercely in the fire until they died little by little.

There is hell in front of you.

There was a slight warmth in my eyes.

I don't know if it's because the blazing heat of the sky hurts my eyes, or because I'm sinking into the abyss of incompetence.

I looked at the sky fire that was burning more and more vigorously, and asked questions that had tortured me for a long time.

I asked Master, "Did we make a mistake from the beginning?"

The master was silent for a while, then said, "Are you afraid?"

Are you not afraid?

The anger and grievance in my heart were churning, but I didn't say it.

Because I dare not admit that I am afraid.

I find it funny that I am afraid of my enemies, and I am afraid to admit to others that I am afraid of my enemies.

"There will be a chance, just wait patiently."

I was about to question Master, what else could I wait for, when I suddenly saw a demon corpse that hadn't been ignited, and stood up stiffly from the ground.

The butterfly on the shoulder shattered into several points of green light and disappeared suddenly.

I watched the demon corpse warily.

After the demon corpse stood up, he straightened the head connected to the neck only by the skin, and then looked straight at me with a pair of dead white eyes.

"Marshal Yuanwei," Mo Zong said, "I am the High Priest of the Demon Realm, forgive me for coming to see you like this, I have something to say to you."

I don't know what kind of medicine he sells in his gourd, but it doesn't matter if you hear it.

"please say."

"Demon Realm, I want to invite the Marshal to kill the God together."

I think it's a little ridiculous, there are so many characters in the heaven, why they only find me who is unknown.

I looked at him without speaking.

The green phosphorous fire was burning in the eyes of the demon corpse.

He said again, "Presumably after this battle, the marshal already knows that the Demon Realm waged wars again and again, just to force the God to show up."

"The Demon Realm set up a god-killing array to kill God," he said with a helpless wry smile, "but this turned out to be the case."

He waved and killed a demon soldier who was screaming in the raging fire, and then said: "It is not enough to rely on the power of the demon world, so I hope the marshal can give us a helping hand."

"Why are you looking for me?" In your eyes, what is the difference between me and others?

"I think the marshal should know someone, the Xitian Mingguangniao. The demon world has been looking for him for many years, but he has never been found."

"Until the marshal appears on the battlefield, your spiritual power and light are like a source, can you ask the marshal to take me to see him?"

I suddenly discovered that it seems that in the dark, many things are inextricably linked with Mingguang.

He and the monk have been good friends for several generations. I swallowed his demon pill, and the god wanted to kill him. Now, the high priest of the demon world wants to find him.

Mingguang, why are you so important?

I have a sore throat.

I said, "Mingguang, he is dead."

The phosphorescent fire in the demon corpse's eyes flickered a few times, seeming to be on and off.

I went on to say: "At the beginning, I swallowed his demon pill to become a spirit."

The high priest was speechless for a moment.

The fire was still burning, and the heavenly soldiers began to form a team and prepare to return to the camp.

I was about to turn around and leave, but the high priest talked about the past again. He said, "About 6000 years ago, Ming Guang suddenly came to the Demon Realm to find our prince, His Highness. He said that His Highness has a relationship with Buddha, and asked His Highness to practice with him."

I stopped and listened quietly.

"His Highness started to bother him and always wanted to drive him away, but he came again and again."

"Becoming a Buddha and becoming a demon is only a matter of thought. After His Highness got acquainted with him, the two of them practiced everywhere and became close friends," the high priest said sadly, "Later, His Highness really showed signs of becoming a Buddha, but After going out to practice once, I never came back."

"After that, Ming Guang came to look for His Highness several times, but His Highness didn't hear from him. He said that His Highness died. He blamed himself and wanted to avenge His Highness."

"Shortly there was a big battle between Mingguang and Shangshen. After three days and four nights of fighting, there was no resolution. It was the Tathagata who suddenly called Mingguang back to the west, and the battle stopped."

24

After this battle, the demon world will consume a lot of vitality, and will surely recuperate for several years.

And the side of the heavens did not feel joyful because of the victory.

In the long-term battle between the two realms, the heaven realm also suffered heavy losses and urgently needed adjustments.

And the power of the gods and spirits once again shocked the Three Realms.

In the thousands of years of war between gods and demons, there is no real winner in the end.

Most of the Valkyries were recalled to the Heavenly Court, leaving only a part of the troops stationed at the border between the gods and demons.

I also followed Ce Feng and others back to the Heavenly Court.

The Emperor of Heaven rewards meritorious deeds, and I get first-class merit.

The Heavenly Emperor bestowed upon me Hua Mansion and a title, and finally I have a place in the heaven where there are many immortals.

Ce Feng and other former comrades-in-arms came to my mansion to say congratulations, I took out all the good wine that the Emperor of Heaven had given me, and everyone was so drunk that they staggered back to their mansions.

I lay on the ground in the garden, surrounded by empty wine jars.

I looked at the high place and wanted to see the moonlight tonight, but suddenly remembered that the moon was in the first sky, and I was in the third sky.

I stared at the higher sky obsessively, counting silently in my heart, four times, five times, six times, seven times, eight times...

I burped my nose and didn't want to count.

The next day when I woke up from the drunkenness, I got up from the ground, squeezed a cleansing spell, adjusted my appearance, and was about to go out.

I met Ce Feng on the road, he had nothing to do, and asked me if I would like to go to the world with him.

I declined his invitation and went to Xitian alone.

I have never been to Xitian, so I can only ask whoever I meet along the way, how to get to Xitian?

After asking all the way, I came to a deserted place, and when I was hesitating whether to go west by feeling, a boy suddenly appeared in front of me.

He said to me, "Please follow me."

So, I followed him all the way.

When I stopped, I didn't know if I had reached Xitian.

But I know, this is where I want to be.

I wanted to thank the boy, but found that the boy had disappeared.

I don't have time to think about who made him bring me here, and how he left.

I looked at the towering ancient tree in front of me.

It was dead, with no flowers or leaves, only brown trunks and branches.

The trunk is thick and hollow inside.

I found the entrance at the upper end of the trunk.

Turning over and entering, the inside is covered with soft exotic flowers and plants, with some shiny stones piled on top, and a few soft feathers that have not faded for thousands of years.

This is a huge and cozy nest.

It is the residence of Mingguang.

I lay on the flowers and grass, looked around, trying to see something from this nest that had been unowned for thousands of years.

However, nothing came of it.

Mingguang believes that the Prince of the Demon Realm was killed by the God.

What is the hatred between God and the prince?

The high priest doesn't know, and neither do I.

Prince, Mingguang is dead, and the only one who knows is Shangshen.

I closed my eyes wearily.

All sounds are silent.

The different flowers and plants under the body will not rot away from the soil, nor will they wither away from the roots, and the fragrance remains the same.

Among the bursts of fragrance, I suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

I opened my eyes suddenly and got up to look for the source of the smell.

Finally, under those few feathers, I saw a green branch with a few leaves on it, trembling like a butterfly flying.

25

When I arrived at the demon cave, the master was sweeping the dust off the monk's body.

He was a little surprised by my presence.

I always knew that Master had reservations about me, but I didn't intend to pursue it before.

I think there are some things that he didn't tell me, it's just that the time didn't come.

At this moment, I come with doubts, perhaps it is the so-called timing.

I looked at Master and asked him, "Master, what is your relationship with Ming Guang?"

The master adjusted the monk's clothes, but he didn't answer the question. He talked to me about Mingguang.

"Mingguangniao, loves Buddha nature, likes to make friends, and whenever he meets someone who is destined for Buddha, he will give him all he can to teach."

He said, "Mingguang is my friend."

Master told me about his encounter with Mingguang.

At that time, Master was just a tree demon who had become a spirit for thousands of years. He lived in the deep mountains and valleys, but yearned for the world, and went to play in the world from time to time.

Many people in several towns down the mountain knew him, but they didn't know that he was a demon, and they all thought he was a wanderer from a foreign country.

Until a raging mountain torrent, the master couldn't bear to see those human families destroyed, so he manifested a huge real body and channeled the torrent into the river with his own power.

Only then did people realize that the young wanderer who always came to town was actually a demon.

At the beginning, everyone was very grateful to Master, but Master is a demon and a foreign race after all.

People's hearts are always fickle. Once there is suspicion, it will be like a prairie fire.

Later, tens of thousands of residents from several towns jointly signed a letter, requesting the government to expel the monsters and restore peace to the town.

The government summoned many Taoist monks with strange magic powers, together with some fame seekers who wanted to slaughter monsters and become famous, and entered the deep mountain with great momentum.

They found the canyon where the master lived and lit hundreds of torches, trying to burn the huge tree demon that occupied the entire canyon to death.

And because Master has a very compassionate heart, even if he is persecuted to this point, he can't bear to kill them to protect himself. What's more, if he killed these hundreds of people, there are thousands of people, as long as his body is still rooted here, There is no time to stop.

Just when Master was about to end the farce with his own death, Ming Guang suddenly appeared.

Mingguang transformed into a bird body thousands of miles away, and uprooted Master's body.

And this demon cave that never sees the sun is the hiding place Ming Guang sought for his master.

He told his master that although he saved his master, he also brought an even greater disaster to his master.

He said that he didn't know whether he saved Master or harmed Master.

The murder that Ming Guang brought upon his master was Shangshen.

At that time, the prince of the Demon Realm had died for a thousand years, and Ming Guang blamed himself for it for a thousand years.

He said that some behaviors of Shangshen have always made him suspicious. Shangshen often walks in the Three Realms, and sometimes demons, people and gods die under his sword for no reason.

Ming Guang has been secretly exploring the reasons, and found that most of the creatures who died under the sword of the Supreme God were people who had done good deeds and had a hidden relationship with Buddha.

He felt that God seemed to be preventing the birth of a new Buddha.

It wasn't until the death of the Demon Prince that Ming Guang believed in his own conjecture.

Therefore, he saved the master, but wanted to hide the master in this deep cave, in order to protect the master's safety.

I was shocked when I heard this story.

Mingguang bird, good Buddha nature, happy to make friends...

Monk, Demon Prince, Master...

I said in disbelief: "Master, you...but you will succeed..."

"Yes, he is going to become a Buddha."

The mighty sword energy broke through the magic circle of the monster cave, the rock walls of the monster cave trembled, and the fine soil and rocks rolled like rain.

Shangshen suddenly appeared, dressed in snow-white clothes, with thunder in his eyes.

"However, now he can't make it."

He looked at Master with a sneer, "Because, he is about to die!"

It all happened so suddenly, I was stunned and overwhelmed.

God has been looking for Master for many years, and this time he will definitely not let him go, I want to urge Master to leave quickly, even if it is a gnat that shakes the tree, I also want to protect one person's safety.

But the master seemed to have expected this day, he threw the monk's body at me.

I quickly caught it, but before I could hold it firmly, I was pushed into the void formed by the formation by a strong palm force.

When I woke up again, I was lying in a forest, and the monk's body was beside me.

I picked up the monk, pinched the formula and wanted to go back to the demon cave, but found that I couldn't use the spell.

This mountain forest covers the magic circle, so that the people in it can't use any spells, and they can't get out half a step.

I was worried that the monk's body would start to rot without the master's demonic power to maintain it. When I was anxious, I found that the spiritual power of the clothes on the body fluctuated.

This spiritual power comes from the same source as the spiritual power that locked this mountain forest.

All of this seemed to be done on purpose by the master.

I looked up at the sky, my cultivation was not as good as my master's, and I couldn't break his magic circle.

I don't understand what Master did this time, Shangshen should have been lured by me, maybe he already knew that I had a relationship with Master, that's why he didn't kill me when we met on the battlefield of gods and demons.

And Master also seemed to have expected what happened today.

But, I don't understand, what's the use of him trapping me here, is it just to keep me safe?

However, when I thought about Master's safety and my covenant with the high priest, I became extremely anxious.

However, if I can't get out, I can't get out. No matter how hard I try, I can't move the circle.

I sat cross-legged on the ground with the monk in my arms.

In fact, I haven't been back to the demon cave for many years, and I have looked at the monk carefully.

Looking at his eyebrows and eyes at this time, I felt a little strange.

1000 years of penance in the mountains, 1000 years of fighting on the battlefield, among them, there is more suffering than happiness. The large and small disasters suffered over the years have made the few months with the monk blurred and illusory.

It seems that it was just a dream of mine, a dream I made up because of loneliness when I was sleeping on the cliff.

But the monk in his arms is heavy and so real.

For a while, true and false, entangled my heart like a mess.

I felt my heart swell, and bursts of sharp pain stimulated my heart, as if something was eager to get out.

The pain was so intense that I finally couldn't help spitting out a mouthful of blood.

That thing finally broke through the wall of my heart and began to grow in my body.

I dived into my astral body and saw a tender green sprout growing vigorously.

That was the seed Master planted in my heart.

It sprouted.

I collapsed on the ground, crying silently.

Master...