My Wife Is The Leader Of A Demonic Cult-Chapter 342 - The Great Sun Tathagata Finally
Chapter 342: Chapter 342 The Great Sun Tathagata Finally Appears
Chapter 342: Chapter 342 The Great Sun Tathagata Finally Appears
“Impossible!”
Jiang Renyi staggered back in utter disbelief, his face a portrait of incredulity, “You’re lying to me, you must be lying.”
Could it be that he was not actually Jiang Shang’s biological child, but a bastard borne from his mother’s secret affair?
If that were the case, then not only was Jiang Shang not his enemy, but he owed him an enormous debt of gratitude instead.
Ouyang Ping said, “Jiang Shang is already dead, why would I deceive you? This matter is absolutely true, if I utter a single lie, may I be struck down by the heavens with thunderous fury.”
Jiang Renyi burst into laughter, “Yes, Jiang Shang is dead, you can say whatever you want. I am Jiang Renyi; how could I possibly be a bastard child?”
Ouyang Ping looked at the somewhat frenzied Jiang Renyi and remained silent.
After all, the news was indeed too shocking.
Who could have imagined that the one claiming to be ruthless and heartless, the cold and emotionless Jiang Shang, was also once a lovesick fool?
When An Jing first heard this secret, he too was very astonished. However, Jiang Shang was indeed a villain through and through, drenched in blood. The deaths of Zhao Qingmei’s husband and wife were on his hands, and today, dying at Jiang Renyi’s hands, could be considered as getting his just deserts, just as he said.
So it is said, in this world there are no absolute saints nor absolute sinners, it’s just a matter of different perspectives, leading to different views.
After a long while, Ouyang Ping said, “How can the affairs of life always go as one wishes? One can only hope to remain true to one’s conscience.”
By this time, Jiang Renyi could no longer hear what Ouyang Ping was saying, muttering to himself, “I don’t believe it…”
In the blink of an eye, there were two more corpses in the Yulong Snow Mountain; Jiang Shang had died, and so had Jiang Renyi.
The onlookers in the distance exchanged looks, their hearts greatly shaken as well.
“I am not a bastard, I am definitely not a bastard.”
Jiang Renyi mumbled to himself, stumbling towards the distance, “I am Jiang Renyi, I am the meritorious servant who killed the great demon Jiang Shang, the hero who eradicated the evil spirits, I am Jiang Renyi.”
He would rather be the biological son of Jiang Shang, rather believe Jiang Shang was a merciless and ruthless cold-blooded person, than believe he was a bastard born of an affair.
Ouyang Ping watched Jiang Renyi’s departing figure and sighed, “Perhaps, I should have kept this secret to myself.”
An Jing said indifferently, “Life is like a long river, with thousands of ferries. Only when one ferries oneself, it is the true crossing.”
Flowers bloom towards the sun, and in the end, people must move forward.
Zongzheng Yue’s face turned extremely ugly, who could have thought that in the end Jiang Shang had given up the Undying Blood, cutting off his own lifeline.
This completely disrupted all of her plans.
Her feet involuntarily stepped backward; the next moment, a chilling force surged towards her, pinning her feet in place.
It was a pair of eyes.
They resembled the stars in the sky, dazzling and bright, yet they exuded a mountainous pressure upon her.
An Jing asked mockingly, “Where do you think you’re going?”
Zongzheng Yue wanted to say something defiant but realized that none of her words could stand firm in front of this person.
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This man before her was the World’s First Swordsman!
Taiyin Kui died by his hand, and Jiang Shang also faced a crushing defeat; how many people in the world could stand against him?
That extreme oppressive feeling was something Zongzheng Yue had never felt before, an immensity that ordinary people could hardly imagine.
Boom!
At this moment, in the distance, the red kasaya and the black kasaya of Xi Hafu began to blend, their black and red brilliance erupting like a volley of thousands of arrows, their grand momentum sweeping outwards.
“Retreat quickly!”
An Jing’s brows furrowed as he gave a light shout, retreating backward.
Ouyang Ping had already sensed the bursting Qi Mechanism and leapt away without hesitation.
“What is this…”
An Jing stood in the distance, his brows locked as he observed the tumultuous Qi Mechanism.
Others might not sense anything unusual in the mingling of the Qi, but he could sense the astonishing evil spirits within.
Whoosh whoosh!
That robust Qi Mechanism surged forth, directly sweeping away Jiang Shang’s corpse.
Although the Spiritual Essence within Jiang Shang’s body had been absorbed by An Jing, there was still a large amount of Undying Blood within him.
“This is bad!”
An Jing thought of the ‘Buddha’s relics’ behind Xi Hafu before. If that was really the corpse of Evil Spirits, then with the addition of this Undying Blood, does that mean the Evil Spirits might make a comeback?
The Undying Blood within Jiang Shang’s corpse flowed incessantly, surging towards the fusion of black and red radiance.
Amidst it, Zen chants were rippling through with increasing intensity.
Ouyang Ping whispered, “Can this Xi Hafu truly sever his obsessions completely?”
An Jing shook his head, “I don’t know.”
In his opinion, no matter who wins or loses between these two Xi Hafus, it might not be good news.
What is Buddha?
The true Buddha stands for great kindness and compassion, severing the seven emotions, cutting off the six desires, possessing great wisdom and broad love, saving all living beings—that is Buddha.
Those who falsely claim to have attained Buddhahood are engaged in great lies!
Therefore, there is no Buddha in this world, only those who adhere to righteousness.
What is a demon?
A demon is one who dares to love and hate, acting for personal gain and desire, indulging in love for oneself, living for desire—that is a demon.
So in this world, every person is a demon.
All things in the world are unpredictable and are born from the heart. Those with a kind heart see goodness, while those with an evil heart see wickedness.
Buddha and demon are just a thought away. A Buddha’s thought turns to a demon, a demon’s thought turns to a Buddha—Buddha comes from the heart, and demon arises from the heart.
Just like An Jing once said, Buddha and demon are one and the same, the difference lies in one thought.
Buddha and demon are none other than people.
And people are the true beings of this world and nature.
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At this moment, within the endless radiance, two figures sat cross-legged.
The Xi Hafu in a black kasaya said to the one in a red kasaya, “I am going to destroy your teachings.”
The Xi Hafu in the red kasaya replied, “How will you destroy my teachings? My temples are all over the world, and disciples clad in Buddhist kasayas stand like trees in a forest, everywhere to be found.”
The Xi Hafu in the black kasaya responded, “Destroying you is merely a worldly issue. If someone wears your kasaya, enters your temples, and proclaims my Four Symbols, corrupting your monks, wherever you are, I am there, until my followers are everywhere.”
The voice of the Xi Hafu in the black kasaya echoed in the void, loud and clear.
Then, as if indeed countless monks clad in black entered the temples, propagating heretical teachings and mixing with the monks, countless monks were defiled.
The Xi Hafu in red kasaya answered, “But you can’t do anything to me. By that time, my true disciples will cast off their kasayas, put on plain clothes, and go into the world. Then the mundane world will become temples, and the world a place of the Dao, your temples becoming your prison.”
And those disciples of the Buddhist sect in red kasayas shed their garments and stepped into the world.
The Xi Hafu in the black kasaya said, “So it goes in this world. It’s either you or the poor monk high in the Buddhist temple, but who walks in the mortal realm?”
The Xi Hafu in red kasaya said, “The one high in the temple hall is the poor monk, the one walking in the mortal realm is also the poor monk, and yet they are both not the poor monk.”
The world itself is truly a great temple; the temple, a prison without form for the demon’s descendants.
The Xi Hafu in the black kasaya said, “Where you are, I am there.”
The Xi Hafu in the red kasaya said, “Where you aren’t, I am there.”
Below that ultimate radiance, the figures of both started becoming ethereal.
The utmost good and the utmost evil are human obsessions, and at this moment, these obsessions were merging, seemingly forming an even more terrifying obsession.
An Jing, watching the two figures merging, did not feel that the aura of the Evil Spirits was malevolent. In fact, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of piety arising within him.
As for the others around him, they all had calm expressions, heads bowed in silence.
“What exactly is going on?”
An Jing frowned, his mind and spirit becoming one.
He clearly sensed the aura of Evil Spirits, but why could it evoke a sentiment of piety in people?
A golden radiance pierced through like the dawn’s first light, followed by a barrage akin to thousands of arrows being launched simultaneously.
The golden light shot straight up into the sky, turning the clouds above into a canvas of gold, spreading several miles around, and then Zen sounds echoed, immersing everyone except An Jing in their resonance.
Even Ouyang Ping’s expression turned serene, as he couldn’t help but lower his head slightly.
Only An Jing stood erect like a spear, gazing intently at the golden light ahead.
A few breaths later, a colossal golden Buddha emerged from within the light.
This Buddha was unlike any before, for although its body exuded a golden hue, its eyes glinted red, and behind it were six arms, resembling an Evil Spirit, yet at this moment, it seemed surprisingly fitting.
Beneath this golden Buddha stood a figure, Xi Hafu.
At this moment, Xi Hafu’s visage was tranquil, neither joyous nor sorrowful, devoid of coldness or warmth, devoid of any detectable emotion. His hands rested before his chest, scattering Buddha Light from his palms all around.
The Buddha Light shone in seven colors, dazzling like sunrise glow, casting the entire Yulong Snow Mountain in an otherworldly, transcendental beauty, brimming with immortal energy.
Two Xi Hafus merged into one; perhaps this was his true form.
The one with kind eyes and a gentle, humble demeanor, caring for the world, was him.
The one cold and ruthless, decisive in slaughter, bringing disaster to the world, was him too.
They were both Xi Hafu.
Xi Hafu’s lips parted slightly, whispering, “Today, this humble monk attains Buddhahood, and hereafter, all sentient beings shall become Buddhas.”
An Jing looked up and said solemnly, “Have you attained Buddhahood or have you become an Evil Spirit?”
Within the Buddhist realm, both Bodhisattvas and Vajras were masters at the Grandmaster Level, whereas a Buddha Master was at the Great Grandmaster Level. Historically, the Buddhist sect has produced three Great Grandmasters, all invariably becoming renowned masters of their time.
At this moment, Xi Hafu’s aura was incredibly restrained, and just before, he was surrounded by an immense abundance of Evil Energy and had absorbed Evil Blood. Jiang Shang had absorbed so much Evil Blood that he nearly transformed into an Evil Spirit, yet now all the Undying Blood had been transferred to Xi Hafu, and he was unscathed?
Xi Hafu looked at An Jing and asked, “What do you think, benefactor?”
An Jing narrowed his eyes slightly; the Xi Hafu before him gave off a dangerously unsettling vibe.
If it was an Evil Spirit, why would it possess intelligence? But if it wasn’t an Evil Spirit, why absorb the Undying Blood from Jiang Shang?
An Jing said, “It seems the Master has truly severed his attachments.”
Xi Hafu brought his hands together in prayer and responded, “My wishes have been fulfilled.”
Zongzheng Yue exclaimed, “Master, the Ghost Swordsman is Great Yan Court’s faithful henchman; he will certainly obstruct the Master’s heartfelt vow that all beings shall become Buddhas.”
Neither of them spoke, seemingly unswayed by Zongzheng Yue’s words.
All sentient beings becoming Buddhas!?
Only then did the people present reconsider the significance behind Xi Hafu’s earlier statement. What exactly did it mean?
Only An Jing began to understand a fraction of it; the influx of Evil Energy into the human body might just be the true meaning behind Xi Hafu’s words of all sentient beings becoming Buddhas.
Should Evil Energy pervade the human body, even a mentally steadfast master like Jiang Shang lost his consciousness. Once Evil Energy completely replaced nature’s spiritual energy, the world would undoubtedly plunge into chaos.
Is this really all beings becoming Buddhas or all becoming Evil Spirits?
Xi Hafu said, “All sentient beings becoming Buddhas is the inevitable trend; the benefactor should make his choice soon.”
An Jing asked, “The trend? What is the trend?”
Xi Hafu replied, “I, the Buddha, am the trend.”
An Jing said, “Master, you are attached.”
Xi Hafu responded, “The monk is attached for the sake of all sentient beings.”
An Jing said coldly, “But does the Master know if the sentient beings need it?”
Xi Hafu said, “The sentient beings need it.”
An Jing asked, “Who says so?”
Xi Hafu answered, “The Buddha says so.”
An Jing questioned, “Does the Buddha make all the decisions?”
Xi Hafu declared, “The Buddha came to deliver all sentient beings; naturally, he must make decisions for them.”
An Jing resolved, “Then today, An here will strike down this Buddha!”
At that moment, the Dulu Sword in An Jing’s hand shone brightly.
A silver radiance flared up, suppressing the pervasive golden glow.
“Blinded by a single leaf, they fail to see the divine mountains; captivated by a fleeting moment of glory, they understand not the eternity of the skies.”
Xi Hafu shook his head and then pointed towards the sky.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Countless golden lights, like raindrops, suddenly burst forth, each drop carrying an incredibly domineering and powerful force.
These golden lights then crazily rushed towards An Jing—if he were struck, he would be riddled with countless holes.
An Jing swept his sword horizontally, and a sword light like the Full Moon met the endless golden luminescence.
Bang bang bang bang bang!
The moment the sword light and the golden glow collided, sharp explosions sounded, revealing turbulent True Qi with a hint of distortion.
Xi Hafu looked at the scene with a faint smile and said, “Your True Qi is very strong; it seems you have fully absorbed the True Dragon Essence Blood.”
Xi Hafu’s piercing eyesight allowed him to discern at a glance the robustness of An Jing’s True Qi.
After speaking, Xi Hafu brought his hands together, and the countless golden qi frantically converged, forming a massive golden palm.
Che!
The enormous golden palm descended from the sky like a huge mountain crashing down onto An Jing’s sword.
Clang!
When the two collided, True Qi vibrated, and the air collapsed.
An Jing’s arm shook as a powerful force transmitted from the blade to his internal organs; however, An Jing’s physique was incredibly resilient and directly withstood the shock.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Suddenly, as Xi Hafu clenched his five fingers, the terrifying Force Qi seemed to explode in his grasp, producing a distinct sound.
Xi Hafu cried out sharply, stepping on the void, then slammed down a palm as heavy as a mountain, his body erupting in golden light, making him resemble a supreme Buddha.
Great Sun Tathagata Zen Scripture! Tathagata Heavenly Thunder Palm!
As Xi Hafu’s palm struck down, a dazzling golden thunderbolt appeared, its overbearing power echoing through heaven and earth. This golden thunderbolt seemed to carry with it the light of Zen, immensely powerful and profoundly mystical.
The air where the thunder passed was filled with a scorching smell.
An Jing’s True Qi was directly penetrated by the lightning, which surged into his body, melting his flesh and True Qi, while at the same time, the golden Qi Mechanism rushed towards his Dantian.
“Tap tap tap tap…”
An Jing’s steps repeatedly retreated backward as his Dulu Sword made ‘crackling popping’ noises.
Strong!
Too formidable!
In this moment, the might Xi Hafu displayed simply with gestures was overwhelmingly strong.
After fully integrating the Cultivation of two Five Qi Grandmasters and absorbing Jiang Shang’s Undying Blood, Xi Hafu’s displayed strength was incredibly formidable.
Even now, the strength he displayed seemed to be just the tip of the iceberg.
Only at a distance did Zongzheng Yue’s lips curl into a cold smile: Ghost Swordsman, you probably have no idea whom you are facing, do you?
Xi Hafu has merged with the ‘Buddha’s relics’ and absorbed the Undying Blood; this Buddhist expert’s strength now rivals that of a true Buddha incarnate.
Buddha!
That is a truly top-notch expert in the world.
It is no longer simply a Grandmaster Level expert, but rather, a pinnacle Great Grandmaster.
Even Zhao Zhiwu, were he to appear, would certainly not be his match.
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