Chapter 131 Nirvana

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The bronze mirror was no longer visible, but the purple light in the Netherworld was not dimmed at all. On the contrary, it grew stronger with the passage of time.

The ghosts and people in the Netherworld were bathed in the purple light, their expressions changing.

"Teacher..."

Sa Wuling stood in the Netherworld, looking far into the sky. With his eyesight, he could naturally see everything clearly.

Above the sky-spanning Divine Court, a giant god woven from laws sat high on the throne, a round of purple sun patrolling the heavens and crossing the realms, the purple light flourishing wherever it passed.

The six great suns that had begun to dim eight thousand years ago were completely extinguished, collapsed, and shattered in the increasingly grand purple light.

Announcing the complete end of the Genesis of the Gods.

A new era was about to arrive.

Ye Xiaoyi said nothing, already chasing after the bronze mirror as it soared into the sky.

"Wuwu, you, why did you leave again, why did you leave again..."

Gou Huang was emotionally agitated, sometimes prostrating on the ground and crying, sometimes roaring at the sky, his high-pitched and ear-piercing sound waves causing everyone to frown.

It also awakened the bewildered Miesheng Buddha.

"Yuanyang, Yuanyang..."

In a faint murmur, Miesheng's expression subsided, but feeling the changes in his body, his mind was uneasy for a while.

The origin of a person is unique. It will not become three just because you cut yourself into three. Even if he has shocking means to mend his origin and snatch another point from Bodhi,

there is still a gap in the end.

Although it was only a slight gap, it meant that he was still not complete.

Not being complete also meant that he could not go further, even if he enlightened more spiritual objects.

But at this moment, feeling his own completeness and fulfillment, he was unable to calm his mind for a while, his emotions more complex than joyful.

"He..."

Similarly, Bodhi Taoist, who felt the changes in himself, sighed softly, looking at the giant god above the Divine Court who was manipulating time and controlling yin and yang.

Above the Divine Court, Yuanyang sat high on the throne, his gaze towards the Netherworld calm and ruthless, without joy or sorrow, and without the slightest emotional fluctuation.

"I can no longer feel his aura..."

Bodhi looked at Miesheng, a hint of bitterness in his eyes. He was not a hard-hearted person, and he felt even more emotional at this time.

"How easy is it to merge with the Dao?"

Miesheng cut off the distracting thoughts in his heart and replied indifferently, "Not just the aura. As time goes by, his joys, sorrows, and even memories will dissipate, leaving only a trace of obsession...

Only then can it be called selflessness..."

Miesheng's voice was calm and cold, with a trace of imperceptible regret.

Good, evil, ego!

Bodhi's heart was shocked: "Severed all three corpses?!"

The method of the three corpses originally came from Su Jie, who was born with great luck in Xuan Xing, and was successfully deduced through the 'Da Yan Heavenly Communication'.

This method has many strange aspects, is extremely difficult to cultivate, and has great uncertainty. It involves one's own soul and mind, and the slightest mistake can lead to complete annihilation.

Severing all three corpses was something that even Da Yan Heavenly Communication had not deduced, and only a corner of the possibility could be glimpsed.

Theoretically, with good and evil severed, the mind is already complete.

No one can guess what the consequences of severing all three corpses will be, and in his opinion, it is very likely to be true death!

"You think he will die?"

As if aware of Bodhi's surprise, Miesheng first sneered, a hint of inexplicable light in his eyes:

"In that Starry Sky Tower Master's Universe Three Thousand Killing Dao Diagram, this level is also called 'Nirvana'!"

Nirvana is not death, nor is it rebirth.

Nirvana is a state of non-birth and non-death, a state of flowing and breathing in life and death, a state of non-living and non-dying, a meaning of completeness and eternity.

This is a necessary process to reach the true realm of being equal to Heaven and aligning with the Dao, the extreme of the Dao.

Without this process, it is not a true achievement.

The Holy Sovereigns of Imperial Heaven crossed this level and merged with the Dao of Heaven and Earth. In the land of Imperial Heaven, their power is even stronger than that of the Starry Sky Tower Master.

This is the reason why they are not taken seriously by the Starry Sky Tower Master and are regarded as ants.

"You mean..."

Bodhi seemed thoughtful. His realm was not inferior to Miesheng, so he naturally sensed the things within.

"Nirvana?"

Sa Wuling had already appeared in front of the two at some point. He bowed slightly, first addressing him as 'Uncle Master', and then asked:

"May I ask Uncle Master, what does Nirvana mean?"

"Uncle Master?"

A trace of displeasure flashed in Miesheng's eyes before he restrained himself, saying indifferently, "Now that your teacher still has memories that have not dissipated, why don't you ask him, but come and ask me?"

Having said that, he waved his sleeve, as if Sa Wuling did not exist.

"This..."

Sa Wuling shook his head and smiled wryly, but also breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that Miesheng seemed to have the intention to leave, he mustered his courage and asked:

"May I ask... what does the Old Buddha intend to do?"

"If I don't leave, am I supposed to wait until His memories completely disappear before He punishes me?"

Miesheng took a step into the void, throwing out a stream of light as he disappeared into the void, escaping the realm:

"Return this thing to him!"

"Hmm?"

Sa Wuling took the stream of light, his brows furrowing. It seemed to be a corner of an ancient painting...

"Looking back on my life, it seems that I have done something, and it seems that I have done nothing. But, in the end, I have taken a trip, and now, it is time to leave..."

Bodhi Taoist looked around, carefully examining this world, and finally sighed, shaking his hand and throwing out a stream of light.

"Send this thing along with it..."

"Uncle Master?" Sa Wuling took the stream of light, but Bodhi Taoist had already disappeared into the void, leaving only his voice floating between heaven and earth:

"Gone, gone..."

...

After many years of separation, Sa Wuling had thought about reuniting with his teacher more than once.

But no matter how much preparation he had made, when he saw An Qisheng sitting high on the throne, a huge sense of sadness still surged in his heart.

The Divine Court was majestic and sacred, with palaces in groups, floating islands everywhere, and many spiritual beasts and birds playing and frolicking among the flowers and plants.

The Divine Court resided at the highest point of the realms, and the throne was high in the Divine Court, high above it, enough to overlook the heavens and earth, and to control everything.

But Sa Wuling was unable to speak, only bowing deeply: "Unworthy disciple Sa Wuling, pays respects to Teacher..."

Below the throne, Ye Xiaoyi was already in tears, struggling not to cry out.

"After many years of separation, you have grown older."

Above the throne, the divine man, whose voice and appearance were exactly the same as An Qisheng's, gently stroked the long hair of his female disciple, sighing:

"Appearance comes from the heart. These years have not been easy for you."

Sa Wuling took a deep breath, his eyes reddening: "It's okay, it's okay..."

"Teacher, you now..." Sa Wuling was worried.

The moment he stepped into the Divine Court, he had already sensed the strangeness. Teacher was still Teacher, but the aura on his body was gradually transforming.

Becoming more pure, more calm, more vast, and more ruthless.

Could it be that, as Miesheng said, Teacher would lose all memories and emotions?

"If not, I cannot stay in this realm forever."

The divine man shook his head slightly. Entering a dream has its limits.

"Nirvana?"

Sa Wuling's heart stirred: "Neither life nor death..."

"It is not clear in a few words. You only need to remember that the Holy Sovereigns may not really be dead, and there are still great enemies outside the heavens, but for a while, they will not really descend..."

The divine man said, suddenly frowning slightly: "Some words, I'm afraid there won't be time to say them..."

He pointed his finger, and a touch of purple light had already fallen in front of Sa Wuling, transforming into a book.

At the same time, the shadows of two ancient paintings also flew towards the throne.

"Great enemy..."

Sa Wuling's heart sank slightly. At this time, Teacher had already merged with Heaven and Earth with his Qi, replacing the Holy Sovereigns and becoming the only supreme being between Heaven and Earth.

His power must surpass the former Six Sages. There are still enemies?

"Go!"

The divine man sighed slightly, a little tired, and with a wave of his hand, an invisible strange force had already wrapped the two of them out of the hall:

"In the future, don't come anymore..."

Rumble!

The door of the temple closed heavily. Ye Xiaoyi's heart trembled, feeling Teacher's aura and traces disappearing rapidly, and she was greatly saddened:

"Teacher!"

Sa Wuling held the purple book in his hands, standing in front of the temple, after a long time, he bowed deeply, his sleeves hanging to the ground:

"I will definitely not fail Teacher's entrustment..."

...

"Former Sage..."

On the Heavenly Qi Platform, Long Xingyi, who was already the master of the Four Great Continents, stood with his hands behind his back. Under the imperial crown, a touch of sadness appeared on his exceptionally handsome face: "Will there be a day to meet again?"

Long Xingyi paced on the Heavenly Qi Platform, looking down from the railing. Spiritual rivers, drawn from the mountains and flowing more rapidly with the richness of the Qi, ran through the thousands of urban areas of the imperial capital, and then flowed into every household.

It was both a necessity for life and a necessity for cultivation.

After eight thousand years of change, in the imperial capital, Lingquan Prefecture, and even the entire Southern Zhan Continent, almost every household had someone practicing the path of refining Qi.

And with the advent of the Path of Humanity, and the exchange between the two realms, the atmosphere of cultivation became more and more intense. In the imperial capital alone, the number of Qi refiners comparable to the former Yuanshen was no less than three thousand.

In thousands of prefectures and even the entire world, there were even more.

Unifying the Four Great Continents, the strength of the Great Zhou Dynasty was unknown how many times greater. The daily flow of people in the imperial capital was far more than a thousand times greater than it had been eight thousand years ago.

At this time, the entire city was boiling. Under the illumination of the purple sun, all Qi refiners felt the loosening of their bottlenecks.

They only felt that the shackles that had troubled them for a long time disappeared with the disappearance of the suns, and an indescribable ease filled their bodies and minds from the inside out.

And unnoticed, the Qi between heaven and earth gradually became richer, and spiritual grasses quietly sprouted among the broken and restored mountains and rivers.

"Perhaps one day in the future, there will still be disputes in the world, but before I die, I will definitely bear all of this..."

Long Xingyi murmured to himself, but he knew that that person would definitely hear it.

Because he could feel that there was a pair of eyes watching him from the sky, or rather, watching all living beings.

It seemed that there was a divine being three feet above his head.

Imperial Capital, Confucian Academy, back courtyard, the sound of frantic writing came from a quiet hut.

Swish, swish, swish~~~

Zeng San was writing furiously at his desk, leaving lines of cursive script on the historical records. Many words jumped and changed, transforming into all kinds of bubbles as if they had spirituality, flickering and uncertain.

The purple sun rises, the suns collapse...

The purple sun patrols the sky, and strange phenomena occur between heaven and earth, either as sorrow for the fall of the Holy Sovereigns, or as congratulations for the 'Dao Saint' achieving the Dao...

This day, or it can be called the Yuanyang Era, Year One!