This fox fairy is too inhuman

"Good thoughts? Evil thoughts?"

The Buddha blinked his eyes with a look of surprise. He didn't expect that the young Taoist would ask such a question.

"What do you mean, benefactor?"

Not only the Buddha, but everyone else present was stunned after hearing Ren Yidao's words.

Isn't it the Buddha of No Thought that divides the thoughts into good thoughts and evil thoughts? Hasn't it been occupied?
"There is no special meaning, just an association." Ren Yidao shrugged and chuckled. He ignored the gazes of others and looked at the Buddha calmly.

Even though his spiritual intuition was about to burst with death warnings, he still showed no fear on his face. Instead, he smiled faintly and said, "I am not making a random guess, but a well-founded inference. Do you want to hear my reasons?"

"Appreciate further details."

"The reason is simple - intuition."

"Intuition?" Yao Yue blinked, feeling that what her apprentice said was really cheating.

Isn't this just wild guessing?

You need some face!
However, the Buddha was not angry. Instead, he nodded thoughtfully and said softly, "So it's intuition?"

"Yes, it's intuition." Ren Yidao's eyes moved down and looked at the shadow under the Buddha. "From the shadow under your feet and the feeling you give me, you are similar... both are single and incomplete."

"According to what you said, that means that the original Wu Nian split itself into good thoughts and evil thoughts. Good thoughts save people, while evil thoughts kill people."

"If it is a thoughtless evil thought... then, what about you?"

The atmosphere inside Lingshan changed at some point. The Buddha's smiling eyes slowly opened, and the shadow under him also opened a pair of bloodshot eyes. The four eyes stared at Ren Yidao at the same time.

As Shadow opened his eyes, the temperature around him dropped rapidly, but Ren Yidao completely ignored those scarlet eyes, looked back at the Buddha's compassionate eyes, and said calmly: "You are too calm, without any emotional fluctuations, whether it is seeing the Buddha's sacrifice, or witnessing the failure of your own century-long plan, or even talking about your past, there is no emotional fluctuation."

"Even if you pretend to cooperate on the surface and can deceive others, you can't fool me. I can feel that your heart is not fluctuating at all."

Finally, Ren Yidao gave the conclusion:

"You are incomplete."

No one in the world is one-sided; everyone is three-dimensional and complex.

There is no one who does evil for the sake of being evil, and no one who does good for the sake of being good. They all have their own reasons and reasons for doing what they do.

"At this moment, you look like a real Buddha, a compassionate saint who never gets angry, but this is just an illusion because you don't have the ability to get angry."

Ren Yidao looked at the Buddha and asked softly, "You who have taken the position of Buddha are actually the good thoughts of the nameless Buddha in Feiyunjian in the past? Or are they evil thoughts?"

Everyone was silent, seemingly thinking about the possibility of Ren Yidao's "intuition".

The answer is… 90% true.

"However, although I say I'm asking you, I actually already have the answer in my heart."

While everyone was thinking, Ren Yidao's firm voice broke the silence:
"If you have evil thoughts, you seem too kind at this moment. You don't show any malice towards us, which is inconsistent with evil thoughts."

"If you have good intentions, what you have done in the past hundred years in Western Desert Divine Land is definitely not good. You have killed too many people, and too many innocent monks have fallen and died tragically because of you."

"Then the only possibility is that you once had evil thoughts and good thoughts as one, but now you have separated the two, leaving only good thoughts here."

After finishing speaking, Ren Yidao raised his eyes, looked deeply at the Buddha whose expression was still calm and kind, and asked softly:

"Master Buddha, am I wrong?"

Kind thoughts?

Is this a good thought! ?
Jie Xing's heart trembled. He did not dare to believe the conclusion drawn by Ren Yidao.

You said that this demon before you who can use his essence and blood to nourish the blood bodhi tree could actually have good intentions?

If, if this is the case, then… then what would His true evil thoughts look like! ?

Jie Xing stared at the Buddha, wanting to see clearly with his already filthy eyes.

The Buddha looked at Ren Yidao, chuckled and nodded: "You are right, I do have good intentions."

After saying this, he looked at Ren Yidao deeply, as if he had finally noticed this young Taoist who had not shown anything special since his appearance.

After a while, He suddenly said in a strange voice, "Strange, I seem to have seen you somewhere before? Have we met before?"

"Haha, I, a person of this world, have definitely never seen the Lord Buddha. Maybe it's just your illusion." Ren Yidao chuckled and shook his head.

He had indeed never seen the Buddha, at least until today, he was sure of that.

As for whether my future self will be able to go back to the past and meet the Buddha at some point, that is another matter.

Who knows.

What you are looking for is my future self, what does it have to do with my present self!
The Buddha looked at Ren Yidao's eyes without any evasion, nodded slowly, and did not continue asking questions.

"Lord Buddha, you have always known about the secret preparations made by the Buddha disciples, right?"

! ! ?

Jiexing's pupils trembled slightly, he regained some consciousness, and slowly turned in the direction of the Buddha.

"...Haha, you are right. I did have a vague sense of it." The Buddha nodded and admitted it frankly, destroying the last glimmer of hope in Jiexing's heart.

"Then why didn't you expose it in advance? If you had taken action before, they probably wouldn't have been able to cause much trouble."

Even though Jiexing was right beside them, even though they had paid a huge price for it, and made an epic sacrifice at the cost of their own depravity, Ren Yidao's words still did not leave them much face.

Because this is the fact, even if it is bloody, it is the reality they have to face.

"Because it's not necessary?"

"Alas..." The Buddha sighed softly, looking at Jiexing with some regret in his eyes and said, "It is indeed as you said. Even if I let them do it, it will not affect me."

“…Ha.” Jie Xing’s heart was bleeding silently, and a sob that sounded like both crying and laughing came from his throat.

At this moment, he felt like an idiot.

The reason why people like us can survive is because of the other party's kindness... What a ridiculous fact.

The biggest enemy in their minds is actually the benefactor who has spared them countless times.

"Haha, hahaha..." Jie Xing laughed, not at others, but at himself.

Sneer at one's own ignorance and mock one's own powerless and ridiculous resistance.

However, neither Ren Yidao nor the Buddha looked down upon their behavior during the conversation.

Those who dare to raise the flag of resistance in times of crisis will be respected by everyone.

"Kid, your idea is actually correct, but you have been thinking about one thing wrong from the beginning."

The Buddha actually took the initiative to explain to Jie Xing: "I have taken on the identity of Wu Nian and have never wanted to fight for any opportunities. I woke up hundreds of years earlier not to make arrangements in the human world in advance, but because I had already given up the chance to fight for the last chance of immortality."

One wrong step leads to all wrong steps.

“You have done very well.”

Listening to the Buddha's praise, tears of blood slowly flowed from Jiexing's eyes, fell on the corners of his upturned mouth, and dripped onto his already deformed body.

Praise from his enemies would not bring him the slightest gratitude; only His death could comfort them.

"You...will...definitely die!" An unformed roar squeezed out of his trachea, cursing non-stop.

Only His blood can comfort the victims.

The Buddha smiled and shook his head silently, as if he was mocking his arrogance, but also seemed to silently express his agreement.

He would die; this was a foregone conclusion from the moment He gave up the opportunity.

He will die, but not yet.

He will lead those Buddhas who have long lost their way and lead them to fall into hell forever.

"What is the opportunity that the immortals are waiting for?" Ren Yidao raised his eyebrows and suddenly asked curiously, "What have they been waiting for since ancient times?"

"What they are waiting for is the opportunity to become the Supreme."

"Supreme One?" Not only Ren Yidao frowned, but Yao Yue also frowned at this time. She had never heard of this title before.

Perhaps the Buddha who was here really had no intention of refusing, or perhaps He felt that Ren Yidao would know the news sooner or later and there was no need to hide it. He did not act as a riddler, but gave a clear answer directly.

“The Immortal God is not the end. There is still a realm above the Immortal God. When you take another step to the peak of the Immortal Realm, you will become a supreme being and can survive countless disasters.”

The Supreme One?
Infinite kalpas?
Ren Yidao's expression slightly changed as he frowned and asked, "Wait, is this 'infinite calamity' you are talking about a Buddhist concept? Or a Taoist concept of heavenly calamity?"

There are also infinite kalpas in Buddhism, but they do not refer to disasters, but a concept of time.

Infinite kalpa, also known as "劫搏", or "劫" for short, is divided into big kalpa, medium kalpa and small kalpa. It is a unit of time.

The minor catastrophe lasts for 15,998,000 years, which is approximately 16 million years.

Twenty small disasters make a medium disaster, and four medium disasters make a large disaster. So according to this calculation, a large disaster will specifically last 1.27984 billion years.

But if it were a Taoist heavenly tribulation, then...

The Buddha looked at the people in front of him calmly and said softly: "Legend has it that when an era ends, an infinite calamity will come, all things will be annihilated, and the era will restart. Only the Supreme can survive the infinite calamity."

Okay.

And it is not just a disaster targeting individuals, but a disaster for the entire world.

"Can the Supreme One protect all living beings in a region, or can he only survive the countless calamities by himself?"

"No one knows. The immortals and gods only know the Supreme One, but they don't know anything more."

"I see." Taoist Master Ren Yi sighed, and suddenly understood everything. He shook his head and said, "So... this means that no matter what, a Supreme Being must be born."

The immortals and gods transcend birth and death and will not perish because of their lifespan. In a sense, they live as long as heaven and earth.

But even beings like them cannot escape and cannot stay out of it when the heaven and earth truly perish.

Being able to become such an existence, it is natural that it does not want to perish in the face of disaster.

The longer a person lives, the less willing he is to die easily.

"...Are all the immortals willing?"

"No, what happened back then was an accident. The changes in the world happened too quickly, and the gods and immortals didn't notice. Everyone was forcibly knocked down from the sky, fell to the mortal world, and descended to the realm of semi-immortals."

The Buddha sighed as he recounted this past event, and said, "The heaven and earth despise the immortals, and the power of the semi-immortals has been greatly suppressed. The power they can exert is not even as good as that of the peak of the Tao."

"For the immortals, those were extremely dark days."

"Some died tragically under the siege of mortals, some were assassinated by their enemies, some hid to save their lives, and some took the initiative to cut themselves off and fall into a lower realm, preserving their strength and waiting for the opportunity to come."

In the end, they had to admit a tragic fact: under the suppression of heaven and earth or even malicious targeting, actively falling to the peak of the realm of inquiry was the best option, so as to exert the greatest strength.

If you insist on staying in the semi-immortal realm, you will always be targeted by heaven and earth, and eventually die at the hands of the ants you once looked down upon.

So, they made a choice and used various methods to suppress themselves, kill themselves, and hide themselves.

"But there is still a glimmer of hope in this disaster."

"All immortals and gods understand that this situation will not last forever. After the peak of prosperity, there will be another reincarnation. When the peak of decline comes, a great opportunity will come - the opportunity to become the Supreme One."

"Back then, the leader of the Bu Tian League was the first to discover the truth and wanted to keep the secret to himself, but the news eventually leaked out and angered the public, and he was eventually besieged and killed."

"After that, the immortals took the initiative to disappear from the mortal world in order to avoid being contaminated by the cause and effect of the mortal world, and to avoid being affected in the final fight for the supreme fate."

After the Buddha finished speaking, the space fell into silence again, and everyone was digesting this shocking news.

The Supreme One, the Countless Tribulations, the Truth about the Extinction of Immortals and Gods...

"last question."

After a while, Ren Yidao was the first to come back to his senses. He stared into the Buddha's deep eyes and asked, "Why are you willing to tell me so much?"

Ren Yidao knew clearly that the other party said these things not out of kindness but to himself.

"You are very different." The Buddha looked at Ren Yidao deeply and said seriously: "Perhaps, you can become the Supreme One, but not necessarily."

I?
"Lord Buddha, you are joking. My current strength is just at the Void Refining stage. How can I be qualified to compete with the Immortals and Gods?" No matter how confident Ren Yidao was, he would not think that he would definitely be the biggest winner at this time.

“Hehe…” The Buddha shook his head and smiled. Without any explanation, he slowly stood up.

Then, the blood Bodhi tree behind him grew rapidly, with its branches stretching out. In a few breaths, it produced blood-colored leaves, which quickly withered after blooming. Finally, it gathered all the essence of its body into one point and produced a blood-colored Bodhi fruit.

At the same moment when the Blood Bodhi fell, a bell rang outside Lingshan.

From another sacred mountain! (End of this chapter)