chsdbacks Chapter 235 A Colorful Journey of Reincarnation
Chapter 235 A Colorful Journey of Reincarnation
What's wrong with Buddhist disciples?!
Buddhist disciples should be even more mindful of the rules!
And doesn't your Buddhist sect preach non-reincarnation?!
You've shamelessly come here.
Empress Pingxin has already been very kind to you.
Do you see any Buddhists around here?
You'd better be sensible!
After finishing speaking, the ghost waved his hand impatiently.
"Next!"
Jin Chanzi still wanted to argue,
"My master and you all agreed on this!"
They even paid me!
You can't treat me like this!
However, no one paid any attention to what he said.
In an instant, it was propelled forward by a force.
At the same time, a small stream of "thick soup" flew in from somewhere and entered his mouth.
He was led toward a small, bluish-green door in one of the six realms.
In the final moments before entering,
He overheard the conversation between the two ghost messengers with a dazed look in his eyes:
"This guy still has Buddhist imprints deep in his soul, so it must have been Buddhism that did the work!"
The higher-ups specifically instructed us to "follow the rules."
"I understand, I understand."
The spirit reincarnates nine times, and each time it is unable to be human.
Right?!
"Shh, keep your voice down..."
Although Jin Chanzi's spirit couldn't understand,
But a very ominous feeling inexplicably welled up from the depths of my soul.
Before he could even wonder, his consciousness blurred again, and he entered a new cycle of reincarnation.
Apocalypse smiled in the shadows:
"The willow tree is nice."
When we have time in the future, let Gonggong go to the East China Sea and "accidentally" stir up big waves to irrigate it.
So that people won't say we're stingy and don't favor those with connections!
......
On Huaguo Mountain, it's the seventh year.
Tongtian didn't bring his sword today, only a pot of wine and two cups.
He sat down in front of the stone and filled two cups.
He placed one cup in front of the stone, then picked it up and drank from it himself.
If you didn't know better, you'd think Tongtian was offering a sacrifice to someone!
"Today is the day my Golden Turtle Island is destroyed, and also the day my former disciples pay their respects!"
He poured himself a full glass and drank it all in one gulp.
He himself knew that drinking while facing a stone was foolish.
But... it's still better than drinking alone.
Now Tongtian is practically all alone.
The bond between himself and his two brothers was completely severed.
His own disciples from the Jie Sect must all be dead!
If it's about the underworld and the human race,
Just like hiring your own boss,
Although the relationship is close, they are not intimate yet!
On the contrary, this stone gave him a sense of familiarity.
It felt as if his beloved student was by his side!
He'd rather talk to the stone more!
He also "toasted" the cup in front of the stone with wine.
The wine seeped into the soil and was absorbed by the stones!
"When the immortals of Jin'ao Island came to pay homage"
On this day, Duobao would organize his fellow disciples to come and pay their respects to me!
Tongtian poured another cup.
"That child is always so thoughtful... I wonder if he's in Heaven."
Will you still remember this day?
He drank three cups in a row, his eyes becoming somewhat glazed.
Sometimes I think, if I could do it all over again...
Will I still set up the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation?
Will they still be so resolute?
Seeing that no one responded, Tongtian muttered to himself again:
"Probably still will!"
The mountain wind howled, as if weeping and lamenting.
"Forget it, asking Stone these questions is pointless."
Tongtian laughed self-deprecatingly, but then suddenly froze when he turned around.
On the surface of the stone,
The flowing golden light coalesced for the first time into a clear pattern—
It was a simple sword shape.
Although rough, it has a clear outline and looks a bit like the Tongtian Qingping Sword!
Tongtian's wine cup froze in mid-air.
He slowly rose and walked to the stone.
Reach out and touch the flowing, sword-shaped golden light.
It feels warm and smooth to the touch, as if it has a life of its own and flows slightly.
"You...can you understand now?"
"As expected of a Chaos Immortal Stone!"
Tongtian asked questions while sighing.
A flash of golden light, and the sword-shaped pattern vanished.
They coalesced again.
This time it was a blurry human figure, standing with a sword in hand.
Tongtian stared blankly, then suddenly burst into laughter.
Laughter echoed through the mountains, startling a flock of birds into flight.
"Good! Good! Good!"
He said "good" three times in a row.
Seven years, more than 2,500 days and nights
"My efforts weren't in vain after all!"
He sat down again, this time genuinely interested.
He moved even closer to the stone, almost touching its surface, and said:
"Now that you can perceive the outside world..."
From today onwards, let's communicate in a different way.
I'm no longer talking to myself; I'm truly teaching you.
The golden light on the stone began to flow merrily.
It was as if it were nodding.
"First, you need to understand who you are."
Tongtian earnestly said,
"You are a primordial stone that existed when Pangu separated heaven and earth."
They absorb the essence of heaven and earth to gain intelligence.
This is your foundation; don't forget it.
It shimmered with golden light, as if in response with a nod.
"Secondly, you will have a name in the future."
Tongtian paused for a moment,
According to the divine revelation of the witch clan
Your surname should be Sun, and your given name should be Wukong.
But a name is just a label, so you don't need to be too attached to it.
What matters is who the "you" behind that name is.
The golden light first condensed into a heart shape, then into a question mark shape.
I don't know where they learned that!
Tongtian laughed:
"You'll have to find the answer to this question yourself."
This humble Taoist can only teach you the method—use the sword, use your heart, use your will to see all things in this world.
......
From that day on,
The teachings imparted by Tongtian were more systematic.
He no longer merely preached and demonstrated swordsmanship; instead, he slowly channeled his divine sense into the stone.
To guide that nascent consciousness to understand more complex concepts.
To use the words from Tianqi's hometown...
This is called: prenatal education.
"This is the trajectory of spiritual energy..."
"This is the method for condensing sword intent..."
"This is your benefactor..."
"Feeling the fluctuations of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is like feeling your own breath..."
The consciousness within the stone eagerly absorbed all the information transmitted from Tongtian.
It gradually began to be able to distinguish more subtle emotions.
They can understand some basic principles.
It particularly liked the way Tongtian demonstrated his swordsmanship—
That feeling of focus, tranquility, and oneness with heaven and earth.
Sometimes, it will try to imitate.
Although unable to move, one can still mentally trace the trajectory of sword moves.
At such times, the voice of Tongtian would sound out at the opportune moment:
"This transition is too abrupt; it needs to be smoothed out..."
Yes, that's it...
It was as if he were truly teaching a disciple who was completely invisible to outsiders!
......
On Flower Fruit Mountain, the bond between Tongtian and Wukong, master and disciple, continues to grow stronger.
Time keeps flowing by, and a hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye!
Meanwhile, in the underworld at the same time,
Jin Chanzi's journey through reincarnation can be described as "colorful and varied".
The second life,
He is a weeping willow by the East China Sea.
Standing for a century, witnessing the rise and fall of the tides.
Whenever Gonggong was bored and deliberately passed by, he would always stir up exceptionally large waves.
It is euphemistically called: helping you cleanse the essence of your soul.
In the primordial world of this time period,
Let alone a willow tree, even a blade of grass can cultivate some level of cultivation!
The Golden Cicada Tree in this lifetime is no exception.
So every time the willow tree was watered by Gonggong and bent over,
Jin Chanzi's consciousness was all within the tree, gritting his teeth.
Sending scathing insults to Gonggong's family!
However, whenever it greets Gonggong's family...
I'll always get struck by lightning from who-knows-where!
Gradually, after being struck by lightning several times,
The willow tree dared not curse anymore!
It's already numb, I can do whatever I want with it!