Except for the old monk and Lu Yu, all those who were imprisoned in the Demon Prison of the Demon-Slaying Division in the ancient city of Loulan were unforgivable evildoers. There was not a single good person.
How to turn these bad guys into good guys?
Buddhism naturally has its own unique method - put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly... Once you become a Buddha, you will naturally become a good person!
Of course, the process of becoming a Buddha, as well as the definition of what "Buddha" is, are naturally in the hands of the old monk!
He blew open the prison door, grabbed the prisoner in the cage to death, refined his essence, saved his soul, and forcibly stripped his soul and all the fundamental imprints of existence from the dark, cleansed him over and over again with the supreme Buddhist Dharma, and after forcibly washing him into a "little white man", he stuffed him into the Pure Land of Buddhism in the bright light behind him.
Instill him with your own ideas.
Imprison him with your own laws.
Influence him with your own ideas.
Eventually, he will be transformed into what he considers to be the most qualified "Buddha". These evil people who once committed numerous evils and brought disaster to the world will naturally become 100% "perfect good people"!
During this process, Lu Yi stayed by the old monk's side.
He listened to the old monk's teachings.
In the chaos, there are countless worlds, many of which are located in lower dimensions. Those worlds probably belong to the lower worlds such as Jishengtian, Yuanlingtian, and Wanmiaotian.
There are also many worlds located in higher dimensions. These worlds, like the Yin-Yang Heaven, are called the "upper world" by the small worlds in the lower world... The monks in the small worlds in the lower world dream of practicing and transcending, and then ascending to these "upper worlds".
There are also some worlds that are born extraordinary, and they are located in the highest dimensions of the entire chaos. In these worlds, even a grain of sand contains incredible power and has immeasurable value. These worlds are like the world that the ancient city of Loulan once belonged to. Even for an existence like Liangyitian, they are absolutely in the category of "upper realm".
These worlds of different sizes and dimensions have given birth to countless rare ethnic groups and strange life forms.
In some worlds, one world has bred hundreds of millions of tribes and trillions of living beings. Those living beings are like ants, with extremely meager natural talents and origins. They have to spend countless years of hard practice to barely touch the threshold of the first level of true immortals. They have to go through the catastrophes befalling the world with great difficulty, and after passing the test of life and death, they can carry the magic power and life energy collected from the lower realm, ascend to the upper realm, and shed their mortal bodies.
In some worlds, the entire world is a mother's womb, and the entire world only breeds one tribe, or even only breeds one "creature". Such tribes and creatures are born extraordinary and are destined to be the protagonists of heaven and earth... They have mastered the magnificent luck and have extraordinary destiny. Naturally, they also have all kinds of incredible talents and magical powers, and can easily go to the upper realm.
As for those powerful creatures who were born in the 'high-dimensional' world, once they reach adulthood, they can walk freely in the chaos.
Or travel, or adventure, or treasure hunt, or hunt...
Among them were people who violated certain laws and rules set by the upper world and were hunted down by organizations like the Demon-Slaying Department of the ancient city of Loulan. In the end, those who had committed heinous crimes were beheaded, while some "lucky ones" were detained in places like the Demon-Suppressing Prison.
Lu Yi watched the old monk break open the cells one by one, kill the horrific creatures inside, and forcibly refine and convert them.
The old monk was knowledgeable and experienced. He knew exactly what worlds these horrific beings came from, what ethnic groups they were from, what innate magical powers and abilities they possessed, and what strengths and weaknesses their bloodlines had. He knew all of this clearly.
Lu Yi had indeed gained a lot of knowledge.
In particular, Lu Yi made a huge fortune.
These terrifying beings have been able to be imprisoned in the Demon Prison of the Demon-Slaying Division for so many years and have survived the baptism of countless years. Even a hair or a scale of theirs would be top-notch treasures in the outside world.
So, one can imagine what kind of existence the magic weapons they carry with them, which have been nurtured for countless years with their own essence, blood, and magic power, are.
Flags, streamers, boats, towers, palaces, tripods...all kinds of treasures with strange shapes and functions, Lu Yu collected no less than 100 of them in the 18th Town Demon Prison alone. These treasures, each with a powerful aura and terrifying lethality, are more than a hundred times more powerful than the many Buddhist treasures that Lu Yu got from the monk Jiese.
With Lu Wu's current level of cultivation and magic power, he could only barely reach the threshold of using many treasures... There were even many treasures of too high a grade, and Lu Wu could not even do the most basic driving even after trying his best.
These treasures are extremely spiritual, and are best at "choosing their own masters" and "biting back at their masters".
If Lu Yi had come across one or two such treasures, he would have been devoured by them, and his soul would have been scattered and his body would have been gone. Fortunately, the old monk was there, and he easily turned these treasures into "blank slabs", allowing Lu Yi to easily sacrifice and subdue them.
Even if they cannot be used for the time being, when Lu Yi’s cultivation becomes strong enough in the future, these treasures will naturally shine with their due brilliance!
Having collected so many treasures, Lu Yi couldn't help but complain a little.
So many treasures were taken into his mind to be nurtured, but it was obvious that among all the treasures, the Taichu Huntong Pearl and the Taimi Emperor Axe were still the most respected. All the treasures were like stars surrounding the moon, carefully surrounding one pearl and one axe.
Lu Yi could already borrow some of the power of the Taichu Huntong Pearl and the Taiwei Emperor Axe, but these treasures, which were obviously not as good as these two treasures, actually had such a bad temper? Tsk tsk, it really is "the object resembles the owner". The original owners of these treasures were not good people, and these treasures really don't have a good temper.
It took an unknown amount of time, but Lu Yi followed closely behind the old monk and cleansed the eighteenth Demon Prison from beginning to end.
The old monk's aura became more kind, warm, and even more unfathomable.
He took Lu Yi and turned to the metal gate leading to the seventeenth level of the Demon Suppression Prison.
After some persuasion with chanting mantras, the metal gate leading to the seventeenth level of the Demon Suppression Prison was unwilling to give the old monk face and was unwilling to open the gate obediently to let him and Lu Yi go out.
Therefore, the old monk directly and violently converted this layer of the gate, turning it into a gate-guarding heavenly king in his own Buddhist country, and leisurely stepped into the seventeenth layer of the Demon-Suppressing Prison.
The number of surviving prisoners and the strength of the prisoners in this level of the Demon Suppression Prison are obviously worse than those on the eighteenth level.
There were only about thirty prisoners surviving in the entire 17th level of the Demon Suppression Prison, and their strength was at least one level weaker than those terrifying beings below. The old monk easily converted them completely, and Lu Yi unceremoniously took all their personal treasures into his pocket.
So the sixteenth floor, the fifteenth floor...
Going up level by level, when they reached the 14th level of the Demon Suppression Prison, there was no survivor on the entire level of the huge prison. All the prisoners imprisoned here had turned into corpses due to the erosion of the long years or the collapse of their own souls and minds.
Lu Fu still collected a lot of good treasures, even the corpses of these prisoners. The old monk also instructed him to collect a lot of good materials from these corpses that could be called "rare treasures" in Liangyi Heaven.
For example, when he was in the fifteenth level of the Demon Suppression Prison, Lu Yi personally dissected a three-legged, nine-tailed Cangxuan giant dragon turtle. This giant turtle had fallen many years ago, but the tortoise pill condensed from its life essence was still well preserved, and in its huge tortoise shell, there were 108 glittering Cangxuan giant dragon beads.
The Cang Xuan giant dragon turtle is a chaotic creature that is born with control over the innate chaotic black water avenue. Its attributes are almost identical to those of Lu Yi's alligator turtle... It can even be said that part of the essence of the magical powers of the basalt bloodline of the alligator turtle that can be traced back to its ancestors comes from the Cang Xuan giant dragon turtle.
The turtle pill that Lu Yi obtained can allow the alligator turtle to directly evolve into the bloodline of the Cang Xuan dragon turtle. And the one hundred and eight Cang Xuan dragon balls can allow the alligator turtle to control the Cang Xuan dragon turtle's innate magical powers, and can also be refined into a set of powerful killing treasures.
With such a harvest, how could Lu Yi not be satisfied?
Lu Yi admitted that he was a little short-sighted and could not stand seeing good things. On the way up, he even asked the old monk to help purify the pots, pans, wine pots, wine glasses and other utensils on the small square tables in the small square in the middle of each level of the Demon Suppression Prison, and then he cleaned them up without wasting anything.
After all, these instruments were the ones used daily by the jailers of the Demon-Slaying Department in the ancient city of Loulan.
If placed in the ancient city of Loulan, these instruments might be just ordinary objects, but if placed in Liangyi Heaven, they are all "excellent treasures" that great Bodhisattvas and even Buddhas would marvel at!
Take the wine jugs used by these jailers, for example. Have you ever seen a wine jug that is one foot long, with an internal space diameter of more than 30 million miles, and has its own 'Yin and Yang Qi Rotation Array', which generates the innate chaotic Yin and Yang Qi day and night, constantly refining and purifying the stored wine, making it more mellow, more rich, and more powerful, and even gradually turning into nectar with all kinds of incredible and powerful 'medicinal effects'?
Even more, the innate chaotic yin and yang energies can be transformed into cold air that freezes everything and flames that burn the world, and can be released on their own to kill the enemy!
In Liangyi Heaven, the killing power of such a wine pot is not weaker than the Buddha treasures forged by ordinary eight or nine tribulations peak true Buddhas. And how many tens of thousands of years of hard work would it take for these eight or nine tribulations peak true Buddhas to refine a Buddha treasure? But here, Lu Yi casually collected thousands of wine pots, tens of thousands of wine glasses, and other various bowls, spoons, chopsticks, plates and other objects, even more than hundreds of thousands!
Even the metal stakes used to imprison and punish some unlucky prisoners were made of materials that Liang Yi Tian had never seen before, or were the legendary "precious material" Chaos Spirit Gold.
These metal stakes are already refined and shaped into "torture instruments". They are extremely powerful and ferocious.
After the old monk had refined them, Lu Yi took them out, and as long as he threw them out, they could release terrifying restraining and killing power. Moreover, these torture instruments could naturally form a set of "combined formations", and their restraining power, killing power, and various magical powers were extremely powerful and mysterious.
In this way, the old monk took Lu Yi and searched along the way, and finally walked out of the Demon-Suppressing Prison. They followed the deep and dark corridor and came to the square in front of the Demon-Exorcising Division Hall.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
In the corner of the square, the figure formed by the smoke was still sweeping the ground, the big broom was gently waving, making a monotonous and rhythmic sound. The old monk and Lu Yu stood in front of the hall, quietly watching the figure. The old monk had a complicated expression, and suddenly he sighed heavily, his eyes flashed a glimmer, and he looked in all directions.
"I never thought that the once prosperous and peaceful Loulan City, which was thriving and densely populated, would become what it is now... The former Deputy Chief of the Loulan City Demon Suppression Division, a great 'king', actually... left only a trace of obsession."
"Fahai, do you know what happened in Loulan City?" The old monk frowned in surprise, "I slept in the Eighteen-Level Demon Prison for too long, too long, and actually missed this important event... I really shouldn't have done that."
Lu Yi clasped his hands together and shook his head gently.
He had never seen what the ancient city of Loulan looked like in the past, but the old monk could still praise it as "prosperous, peaceful, and thriving". With the old monk's knowledge, Lu Yi could imagine how prosperous and elegant the city of Loulan once was.
How did the ancient city of Loulan become what it is today... Do you think that Lu Yi, who has not yet completed his first small goal in life and has not even lived clearly for a thousand years, can figure out what happened billions of years ago?
"Yeah, you don't know." The old monk sighed, and suddenly smiled at the figure sweeping the floor: "Donor, do you still remember me? That day you all joined forces to besiege me and captured me alive! That beating was really good!"
Lu Yi's face twitched.
The figure's movements suddenly froze, he slowly straightened up and looked over here. On his smoke-covered face, two dim lights suddenly lit up, and Lu Yi groaned, as if someone had stabbed him in the face with an iron nail. The pain was so severe that two holes suddenly appeared on his face that almost penetrated his entire head, and blood spurted out far away.
What a terrifying look.
With Lu Yi's physical strength, the endurance of his body transformed by the nectar of creation, and the powerful defensive power of the monk's robe and the cassock of liberation that he always wore, the so-called Deputy Chief of the Ministry of Punishment caused him such terrible harm with just a glance.
What was even more terrifying was that the blood that had spurted out of Lu Yi's body had turned cold and icy, and all the vitality in the blood had been completely wiped out. Lu Yi silently used his magical powers, and the blood that had spurted out of his body could no longer be absorbed back into his body and rejoin the great cycle of life. The two deep wounds on his face were even more painful, and no matter how much he washed them with his magic power and blood essence, they could not be healed at all!
"Good!" The old monk gently brushed Lu Yi's face with his right hand, and the two wounds disappeared instantly.
"Fahai, I have something to teach you later." The old monk said softly, "Your Buddhism is so subtle and ingenious, but... As for Buddhism, as long as you grasp the root, one is one. With one, you have everything. There is no need to create two, three, four, five, six more on top of one!"
"Too many changes would make it too clever, and cleverness would inevitably make it thin, and thinness would inevitably make it weak."
"The weak Dharma cannot even overcome such a minor injury. This is the inadequacy of the Dharma you have mastered. There is something wrong with your path!"
Shaking his head, the old monk said softly, "I don't know what the Buddhist sect in Liangyi Heaven is like now. But at least from you, I can see that your Buddhist teachings, or rather, the ways of those elders who taught you these Buddhist teachings, are not in the right path."
Tilting his head, the old monk muttered, "But, it seems to be my fault?"
"When I taught Buddhism in Liangyi Heaven, I was just a beginner... This Buddhism came from the unfathomable supreme secret realm. I got a little bit of its essence and added too much of my own understanding... Yes, that's right, it was my roots that were wrong, so I led those disciples astray."
Shaking his hands and head, the old monk laughed: "But now we can put things right."
While the old monk was talking to himself, the deputy chief of the Ministry of Punishment had already let out an earth-shattering scream: "Evil demon, evil demon... Someone, someone, set up the demon-killing formation and capture this evil demon alive!"
'Boom, boom, boom, boom!'
The sound of deep war drums rang out, and the tightly closed doors of the Demon-Slaying Division's main hall, which were carved with countless cloud and thunder patterns and decorated with an unknown unicorn in the middle as a gate-guarding beast, slowly opened. A majestic, solemn, heavy and solid aura filled with power and authority rolled out from the gate, accompanied by deafening thunder. The overwhelming golden light seemed substantial, almost turning Lu Yi and the old monk into golden men.
However, the door opened, but no figure appeared from inside.
Through the open door, one can see that the hall of the Demon-Slaying Division is full of potholes and signs of ruins, as if countless people have fought a great battle inside. The aura of those horrific knives, swords, talismans, formations, thunders and other magical powers still remains in the hall, and after countless years of baptism, it has not weakened at all.
Lu Yi only slightly sensed the remaining breath in the hall, and he felt creepy all over. Every cell in his body seemed to be facing "death" itself. The breath of life was like a weak little candle in a hurricane, which could be easily extinguished by the energy flowing out of the hall at any time!
With his current level of cultivation, he was not even qualified to stand in front of the gate of the Demon-Slaying Division and feel the residual energy of a certain incident in the past.
The screaming deputy director of the Ministry of Punishment froze again.
He stared blankly at the empty, bare gate with no one rushing out, only a large cloud of smoke and golden light. Suddenly, he looked up and shouted hoarsely, "Come here, exorcise the demon and send this evil demon back to the Demon Suppression Prison!"
There were erratic footsteps coming from all around, and the smoke-filled figures who had captured Lu Yi alive and thrown him into the eighteenth Devil Prison appeared quietly. They flashed quickly and rushed towards the old monk from all directions.
The old monk smiled and gently nodded with his right hand: "Do you know what is a dream or an illusion? You are it!"
With a light touch, there was no light, no heat, no fluctuation of magic power, and Lu Yi did not feel anything unusual. The figures rushing towards him from all directions suddenly solidified in the air. Then, their figures suddenly became clear as living people from the hazy state of smoke and clouds.
They looked at the smiling old monk with complicated expressions, and at the same time let out a very long sigh from the depths of their souls. Then, like phantoms, they slowly dissipated in the air, and there was no trace of their existence between heaven and earth.
The two points of light on the face of the deputy director of the Ministry of Punishment became extremely blazing, and the broom in his hand made a clanging sound. It suddenly changed from an ordinary broom into a Fang Tian Hua Ji with a dragon wrapped around it, an ice pole, and a blazing fire head.
With a deep roar, the deputy director of the Ministry of Punishment stamped his foot, and the smoke on his body suddenly exploded. A figure about 18 feet tall, wearing black armor, as mighty and majestic as a god, appeared. In his hand, the three-foot-long Fang Tian Hua Ji gently slashed the air, and the heat waves on the halberd head surged, golden-red flames splashed, and nine suns appeared at the same time in the sky above the square.
In the heat wave, the deputy director of the Ministry of Punishment strode towards the old monk, and the long spear in his hand followed an absolutely straight trajectory and pierced the old monk's heart: "Evil demon, since you are unwilling to surrender, let me exorcise the demon and destroy you completely!"
The old monk smiled at the other party and said, "Oh, it turns out that it is not just a wisp of obsession, but also a trace of residual soul attached to it. However, you were also a 'sky' back then, and now, do you still have some residual ability?"
The old monk smiled, stretched out his right index finger, and poked the other person lightly: "Dust to dust, ashes to ashes, since Loulan City has changed so much, you might as well...ah, go to hell!"
The old monk suddenly started cursing, and his kind and warm old face wrinkled like an old cat whose tail was stepped on.
"Asshole, it turns out you're not the only one... the chief and deputy chief of the Demon-Slaying Department, the chief and deputy chief of the Punishment Department, the chief and deputy chief of the Heavenly Reward Department, the chief and deputy chief of the Earthly Punishment Department... and the left and right Demon-Slaying Generals, the Four Directions Demon-Slaying Heavenly Lords, the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths Demon-Slaying Captains... you all turned out to be one... 'person'?"
Before he could retract his outstretched index finger, the deputy chief of the Ministry of Punishment had already touched the old monk's fingertips with his halberd.
With a "puff", the fingertip was broken, and a drop of almost transparent blood plasma splashed. The old monk's face twitched, and he shouted a Buddhist mantra softly. The splashed blood plasma suddenly turned into a boundless sea of ​​blood. Accompanied by the sound of mighty waves, the void within a radius of billions of miles suddenly turned into a blood-colored ocean. Countless huge waves and whirlpools surged and wrapped the old monk, Lu Yi and the deputy director of the Ministry of Punishment.
Where Lu Yi stood, the water of the sea of ​​blood turned into a huge blood-red lotus platform, gently supporting his body.
Where the old monk was, a sea of ​​blood burned and turned into a rising and surging blood-red sun, surrounding him in the center of the sun.
The deputy director of the Ministry of Punishment inexplicably appeared thousands of miles away. Countless blood waves slammed towards him madly, and countless undercurrents and whirlpools sucked his body madly. From the blood sea, countless living dragon heads, covered with blood-colored scales, with thick flesh wings on their backs, and holding spears, halberds, hammers and swords, flew into the sky and formed a formation to attack him.
What a deputy director of the Ministry of Punishment! He stood in the sea of ​​blood, regardless of the wind and rain, and swung the long spear in his hand easily left and right, creating vast and great trajectories like the blazing sun across the sky, blasting countless gods and demons that flew over into pieces and burning them to ashes.
Nine blazing suns were suspended in the sky, huge blood-red waves were constantly evaporating, and the sound of boiling water could be heard everywhere.
Lu Yi was so horrified by what he saw that his heart was beating hard.
He didn't know how powerful the deputy chief of the Ministry of Punishment was... But Lu Yi had seen how those figures who had easily captured him were defeated by the old monk with just one finger... The old monk's cultivation had reached an incredible level. In the Eighteen-layer Demon Prison, countless terrifying beings were killed and converted by him with ease, which showed how powerful he was.
A drop of blood turned into a sea of ​​blood, trapping the deputy director of the Ministry of Punishment in it. This was a terrifying power that Lu Yi could not imagine.
But this deputy chief of the Ministry of Punishment... well, or should we say, is he a collection of multiple 'remnant souls' and 'obsessions'? This terrifying existence, surrounded by a sea of ​​blood, still does not lose the upper hand at all...
Lu Yi couldn't make any sense of this level of struggle, nor did he know who had the upper hand between the old monk and this combination of the chief, deputy chief, general, and king, and who was being suppressed.
Suddenly, the old monk sighed, "It's the same old saying. Since you are dead, just go with peace of mind. Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. You can relax, and I can be at ease too... Why do you insist on staying in this world? You are not only making yourself restless, but also causing me more trouble!"
"Hey, especially, how obsessed is the donor? It happened so many years ago, and when he saw me, he actually shouted for killing... I didn't do anything too extreme back then... I just saw that the people of Loulan City are simple and honest, and the whole city is full of people who are virtuous, sensible and blessed, so I used my magical powers to convert them to my Buddhist sect... Is there anything wrong with my good intentions?"
"In such a huge city of Loulan, I have only converted 30% of its people, yet you are so relentless that you have been chasing me for so many years, and finally you have thrown me into the Demon Suppression Prison and imprisoned me!"
"Why……"
The old monk sighed and simply sat cross-legged in the scorching sun: "In this case, if we can't tell the winner in three to five years, then... just take your time... Fahai, come to me."
Lu Yi stepped on the blood-red lotus platform, walked step by step to the old monk, and bowed to him solemnly with his hands clasped together.
The shock and impact that the old monk's words had on him was beyond description. Hey, no wonder the officials of Loulan City took the trouble to capture you alive and imprison you in the Demon Suppression Prison - they were just living their own lives, and you came here and converted 30% of the people in the city?
Cough, cough, the so-called salvation in Buddhism, this kind of method was often used by Lu Yi when he was in the lower world.
So, Lu Yi knew how disgusting this magical power was.
The so-called 'salvation', the so-called 'germination of good thoughts', the so-called 'lay down the butcher knife and become a Buddha instantly'... it's all bullshit!
The so-called "conversion" is to forcibly distort your mind, tamper with your Tao heart, erase your memory, and turn all your past into a blank... It is almost like rape, turning you from body to soul into a Buddhist thug, puppet, or even a furnace for cultivation!
Of course, some true Buddhist monks have great supernatural powers and great virtues. They are truly compassionate monks and Buddhas. They will really convert evil people and make them change their ways and abandon evil and do good.
But including Lu Fu himself...what is the so-called "conversion"? It's really...'hehe'!
The old monk simply "kidnapped" and "abducted" 30% of the people in Loulan City... It would be strange if the government officials didn't fight you to the death.
However, since we are all Buddhist disciples and we have all done the same thing, there is no need to be so clear and explicit about whether this is good or bad, just or evil.
The old monk looked at Lu Yu happily. No matter how bloody the outside world was, he smiled and nodded, saying, "You are a smart kid, so you should have known who I am."
Lu Yi bowed to the old monk solemnly: "Disciple Fahai, I greet the Buddha!"
According to the highest Buddhist rituals of Liangyi Tian Buddhism, Lu Yi performed the entire set of audience ceremonies in a disciplined and serious manner.
The old monk was obviously smiling. He nodded repeatedly, "Forget it, forget it. I have been imprisoned here for who knows how many years. If you hadn't entered the Eighteenth Devil Prison, I wouldn't have woken up from my long sleep, and I wouldn't have known that such a huge change had happened in Loulan City. If I want to escape, I don't know how many years it will take."
"So, you little kid, you and I are truly destined to be together."
"Don't mention the name of Buddha anymore." The old monk frowned and thought for a while, then said softly, "Of course Buddha exists, otherwise, where did the wonderful Dharma of Buddhism come from? But I really don't dare to bear this title. I just passed by Liangyi Heaven, Dinghuo Heaven, Pianyuan Heaven and other heavens, and passed on some of my insights."
"However, I have left my inheritance in so many heavens, but it was you, a little kid, who finally helped me escape today. This shows that you are the only one who is destined to inherit the true Dharma that I have comprehended over the years."
The old monk reached out his hand, touched Lu Yi's bald head, and smiled extremely kindly and amiably.
Over there, another large group of dragon-headed gods and demons were killed. The deputy chief of the Ministry of Punishment roared and rushed towards this side for hundreds of miles, and then was forced back to his original position by countless blood waves.
The old monk glanced over there, shook his head, and said calmly: "I dare not bear the name of Buddha... In the past, I did have a nickname. People outside called me 'Inverted Heaven'."
'Upside down sky'?
Lu Yi's face twitched. This name was strange, and the implication did not seem to be very good.
If a person's name can match his behavior and mentality, then this old Buddha was probably not a kind person back then!
Touching his bald head, the old monk laughed dryly and said, "This name is not elegant, very not elegant... I was too young and inexperienced back then, and I did a lot of wrong things. Some of the things I did really shouldn't have done... Think about it, during the years when I was still 'Inverted Heaven', because of my nameless fire, 97,844 celestial realms were completely annihilated... The number of celestial realms that were severely damaged and robbed of the origin of the world was ten times that. It really shouldn't have happened, it shouldn't have happened!"
Lu Yu's face was completely stiff, his whole body was stiff, and he looked at the old monk in horror.
There are more than 90,000 celestial realms, both large and small, that have been completely destroyed?
Not to mention how many high-dimensional worlds like Liangyi Heaven there are… Even if all of these more than 90,000 heavens are small worlds in the lower realms like Jisheng Heaven and Yuanling Heaven, how many lives have been annihilated? How many races have fallen?
And the number of celestial beings, both big and small, that were severely damaged by him and had the origin of the world taken away is ten times that of this?
No, no!
Lu Yi suddenly woke up - the severely damaged heavens were fine, but those heavens whose origin of the world was taken away, what is the origin of the world? The heavens whose origin of the world was taken away were like a person whose heart was dug out... Without a heart, a person is doomed to die... And a world without the origin of the world is doomed to perish completely!
So, in fact, the large and small heavens that were completely destroyed by the old monk were actually on a scale of millions?
Millions...of people in heaven...died at his hands!
Even if one world is destroyed in one year, it will take a long time of one million years... Well, for a 'newbie' who has a real lifespan of less than a thousand years, Lu Yi is already numb and speechless.
Is this Buddha?
Calling him the Demon Ancestor is probably more than enough, right?
All the pores on Lu Yi's body opened slightly, and traces of cold air continued to spew out. He looked at the old monk in horror, his mind was blank, and he didn't know what to say, and even a single thought could not come to his mind.
The old monk smiled a little embarrassedly, and touched his bald head again: "Later, my path of cultivation underwent a huge change. The name 'Didaotian' is not elegant, really not elegant... So, I gave myself a new name... 'Emperor of Heaven'."
"Emperor Zuntian, this is the name I used before I was imprisoned in the Demon Suppression Prison. I have used this name for many years."
"During the years when I was Emperor Zuntian, I never destroyed even one heavenly realm. Instead, I worked hard to travel around, earnestly saving all living beings and fulfilling the great path in my heart."
The old monk sighed and said, "What a pity! What a pity! I have had a smooth life, but now I have encountered disaster in the ancient city of Loulan."
"However, this is also a good thing. Over the years, in those endless dreams, I have devoted all my energy to understanding and refining the true Dharma of Buddhism. Finally, I have gained something. Therefore, the name 'Emperor Zuntian' is no longer needed."
"Now I call myself... 'Red Dust'."
The old monk Hongchen looked at Lu Yi with a smile: "From the change of my honorific title, have you realized anything?"
Lu Yu frowned and thought about this question seriously.
The old monk Hongchen just smiled and waited patiently for his answer.