The Secret Way of Immortality

#386 - I am all beings and all beings are me

The next day at noon, the drawbacks brought about by the evil thoughts began to gradually ferment, but not as serious as Ren Qing had imagined.

The sun had just risen above the head, and smoke began to rise from the city.

Everything foreshadowed something unusual.

Monks in the Heaven Above Heaven do not need to drink or eat, as the Buddhist aura subtly helps them replenish their physical needs, while also causing their flesh and bones to be eroded.

They can cultivate the Maitreya White Bone Sutra and the Maitreya Skin Sutra with their transformed bodies, and as long as their souls achieve Buddhahood, they can set foot in the Samadhi realm.

But in just one night, the Heaven Above Heaven was completely different.

A large number of monks simultaneously set up iron pots to make a fire, and firewood crackled under the pots, obviously to steam food.

The Heaven Above Heaven has a simple granary, but the grain mainly comes from refugees, the stale grain they brought with them when they came to the town, which is usually piled up inside and no one cares about.

The Golden Light Temple seemed utterly silent.

Wu Wu was just a novice monk in the Golden Light Temple last night, but after transforming into a middle-aged consciousness the next day, his status changed to a formal monk.

He was blocking several strangely behaving fellow disciples, just about to stop them from bringing the sacks dragged from the granary into the temple.

The sacks emitted an unpleasant stench, and you could vaguely see bedbugs crawling, obviously filled with rotten grain.

"Junior Brother Wu Nian, what's wrong?"

"Hungry."

Wu Wu wanted to inquire about the young Wu Nian, but the latter only glanced at him, his eyes filled with inexplicable dullness.

Wu Nian was only the abbot of the Golden Light Temple when he was old, but his status in the temple was not low when he was young, and the surrounding monks did not stop him.

"Hungry?"

Wu Wu was stunned for a moment.

He had long forgotten his experiences in the outside world, and no matter how he recalled, he could hardly remember what the word "hunger" represented.

This situation was not only in the Golden Light Temple, but also appeared throughout the city, as could be seen from the few wisps of white smoke rising from the houses.

However, Wu Wu didn't think much about it and helped Wu Nian and the others carry the grain.

The grain was dumped on the open space in the courtyard, and it turned out that the sacks were filled with black-brown rice covered with mold, and a lot of it had even been eaten clean by rice bugs.

The monks all felt uncomfortable seeing this.

However, Wu Nian and others washed the rice with normal expressions, and then eagerly placed the iron pot and firewood in the courtyard.

The firewood was quickly lit, and the flames illuminated the monks' various faces.

When the iron pot boiled, it should have been filled with the aroma of rice, but the diffused smell had no fragrance at all, but instead seemed unusually pungent.

Wu Wu hesitated to look at Wu Nian a few times, and found that the latter was constantly swallowing, his eyes fixed on the iron pot.

When the rotten rice was just cooked, they hurriedly opened the lid.

Not caring that it was too hot, the monks surrounded the iron pot and directly grabbed the rice with their bare hands, eagerly stuffing it into their mouths.

The rice was pitch black, mixed with the corpses of various bugs.

The monks' hands and mouths were covered with blisters due to the temperature, but it did not slow them down at all.

They also occasionally looked at the monks of the Golden Light Temple out of the corner of their eyes.

"Cough cough cough cough..."

The old abbot slowly came to the courtyard, and was very indifferent to the strange scene in front of him: "Take them to the Samadhi Land for Nirvana."

Wu Wu was slightly surprised: "This..."

The abbot did not reply, and dozens of monks had already rushed forward, tying up the monks next to the iron pot, preparing to take them to the bottomless abyss.

In fact, it can be seen from the mountain of corpses piled up in the bottomless abyss that most monks did not meet the conditions for Nirvana during their lifetime.

In fact, how could there be so many monks who can achieve Nirvana? Just the integration of consciousness alone can eliminate eighty or ninety percent of them.

When Ren Qing was traveling in the bottomless abyss, the frequency of corpses falling on his head was so exaggerated that it seemed like raindrops.

Pure faith also represents pure evil. I am afraid that dozens or hundreds of monks are silently disposed of every day.

Just as the ropes tied up Wu Nian and other monks, the eyes of the escorting monks fell on the steaming iron pot.

Wu Nian showed a strange smile and asked, "Are you... not hungry?"

All the Golden Light Temple monks' Adam's apples bobbed.

They soon couldn't help but feel the hunger in their hearts, as if countless ants were crawling in it, and their bodies were constantly trembling.

When one monk couldn't help but rush towards the iron pot, the other monks also rushed forward, scrambling to stuff the rotten rice into their mouths.

The entire Heaven Above Heaven fell into madness.

It was clear that only over ten thousand monks suffered from Dissociative Identity Disorder, but the disaster spread to a population of five hundred thousand without warning.

Ren Qing was driving the ghost ship and sailing in the bottomless abyss, and also noticed the abnormality of the Heaven Above Heaven.

However, he did not use Dream Flower to specifically check, only knowing that some monks were pursuing the satisfaction of their own appetite, and seemed extremely crazy.

Ren Qing looked at the sky, and then accelerated the speed of the ghost ship, trying to bypass the huge Buddha corpses as much as possible, so as not to be affected.

When he came to the edge of the range of the spell, he immediately used Ghost Shadow to dig a cave.

Gravel rolled down.

A large number of Buddha corpses crawled towards the source of the noise, but it was difficult to sense Ren Qing's aura, so they turned around like headless flies.

Ren Qing quickly corroded a two-meter-sized hole with Nether Energy.

After hiding inside, he sealed the hole with stone powder mixed with viscous liquid. The strength of the stone wall was certainly not as good as the original, but it was enough.

The bottomless abyss is connected in all directions, who knows if there are any strange objects that cannot be resisted...

As soon as Ren Qing had this thought, a heavy footstep sounded in the bottomless abyss, walking towards him from far to near.

He could even feel the terrifying Buddhist aura emanating, and even through the stone wall, he could clearly smell the stench of corpses.

Bang... Bang... Bang...

Ren Qing cursed a few times and immediately stopped digging the rock wall.

Ghost Shadow checked the situation and found that it was actually a giant corpse Buddha hundreds of meters tall, and the corpse aura had even formed a thick fog.

The corpse Buddha's volume was so exaggerated that his hands could actually rub against the stone walls on both sides, and the scriptures chanted in his mouth were like roaring in his ears.

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But after a while, the corpse Buddha's footsteps disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

Ren Qing used Ghost Shadow to drill out of the cave and carefully checked, but there was no trace of a huge monster appearing in the bottomless abyss.

He couldn't help but wait for a while before re-digging the hard stone wall. This time, there was no more movement in the bottomless abyss.

It is very likely that the bottomless abyss is not only connected to Buddha corpses, but Chen Changsheng, who is knowledgeable, can't even say exactly where it leads.

Ren Qing spent most of an hour re-arranging the cave.

Unknowingly, it was already evening outside.

He thought that the Heaven Above Heaven would be very lively, after all, there were already signs of being out of control when he was rushing, and it was unreasonable not to kill a few hundred people.

But what Ren Qing didn't expect was that the town was still shrouded in peace.

It's just that smoke curled up from the temples, and almost all the monks began to steam food, and the granaries had been emptied by them.

Ren Qing took a deep breath and couldn't help but close his eyes to check the number of patients with Dissociative Identity Disorder, and was immediately shocked by the countless evil thoughts.

In just half a day, hundreds of thousands of monks had been infected with the stubborn disease, but the severity of the symptoms varied.

"Something's wrong..."

Ren Qing's brows were tightly furrowed, and he suddenly realized something belatedly.

He communicated with the Dream Flower magic weapon in the city, carefully looked at the monks' souls, and immediately discovered what he had been neglecting.

The monks' souls had a light golden luster, and the three souls and seven spirits were extremely rigid. The most important spiritual light of the soul was nowhere to be found.

The soul seemed to be an alienate caused by the erosion of Buddhist aura, but now that I think about it, there are not a few "people" in the conventional sense in the Heaven Above Heaven.

Buddhist aura has the strange characteristic of accommodating body and soul, so once the monks of the past achieve the right result, they will be completely swallowed by the Buddhist aura.

Although the monks are just mortals, they cannot avoid it. After they are converted by Buddhist aura, their souls become a part of the Buddhist aura.

The monks in the Heaven Above Heaven seem to have sound intelligence.

But the fact is that the monks' intelligence is only given by the Buddhist aura. They had already lost their souls when they set foot in the Heaven Above Heaven.

Turned into a puppet with independent thinking.

Similar to a science fiction concept in Ren Qing's previous life, that is, uploading human thoughts to a cloud server to form mechanical immortality.

So when Ren Qing infected the first monk with Dissociative Identity Disorder, it was like a virus invading the network, directly spreading out.

Moreover, the Buddhist aura, this "anti-virus software", is completely undefended against Dissociative Identity Disorder.

Ren Qing cast the Dharma Body, Heaven and Earth, attached the Ice Crystal Prison Warden to his brain, putting himself in absolute calm, and the layout of the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva became clear.

The Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva is obviously using the monks' Nirvana to forcibly strip away the countless souls contained in the Buddhist aura.

Ren Qing guessed that the souls escaped the imprisonment of the Buddhist aura in the form of corpse Buddhas.

Ren Qing can only get a glimpse of the specific means used by the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva, which should be related to the Buddhist Ten Reincarnations.

Ordinary souls stripped from the Buddhist aura will turn into ordinary corpse Buddhas.

Only the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattvas of the past can gradually transform into hundred-meter corpse Buddhas, and eventually be sealed in the mountains outside the city.

"As expected, no one who can reach the Earth Immortal level is a good person."

The Earth Immortal's layout uses tens of thousands of people as pawns at every turn. He, a Yang God realm, does not have the strength to participate in the game.

Ren Qing thought of the Supreme Heavenly Demon. As long as the monks who master the Beast Pen Method, they will all invariably transform into the Supreme Heavenly Demon.

Buddhism is just the opposite. The Buddhist aura is actually composed of countless monks.

I am all beings and all beings are me.

Ren Qing figured out the situation of the Maitreya sect, but instead breathed a long sigh of relief, indicating that the Great Compassionate Maitreya Bodhisattva is not in the Heaven Above Heaven for the time being.

He secretly rejoiced that he had not rashly contacted Buddhist spells. No matter whether the information stream can exempt the drawbacks, the hidden dangers are too great.

Ren Qing is preparing for the Nanshan Small World affairs tonight.

Because it is far away from the Heaven Above Heaven, the dream of the Nanshan Small World can also mix in the illusion of the Immortal in the Mirror, making the generated stumps and broken legs more realistic.

It should be able to indirectly improve the efficiency of prolonging life.

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