The Painter cursed angrily,

He once thought the kidnapper represented the extreme of evil between Heaven and Earth, but now, compared to the deeds of the Buddha Country Demon Monk, he was like a small crow meeting the ancestor of crows, not even worthy of holding its shoes.

"You have insulted the Holy Buddha. Once I finish these two chess games, you will be the first I kill."

Mo Ya Monk closed his eyes leisurely, picking up eight chess pieces and pressing them onto the board with a resounding thud.

Stacking the Eightfold Heaven again, he intended to crash the Mountain and River Map into pieces with the momentum of toppling cities.

"Nuo God, what exactly do you want me to ask?"

Within the Kongming Mirror, Zhou Xuan grew somewhat agitated,

Before Nuo God awoke, only two forces remained in Mingjiang Prefecture that could possibly withstand Mo Ya Monk.

One force was the Ancient Tree Golden Bell,

The other force, taught by Nuo God, was "When in doubt, ask Kong Ming."

"The strength of the Ancient Tree Golden Bell is unknown, but it seems it's not confident in victory, otherwise, it would have acted by now."

"Kongming Mirror appears to be our last hope."

Zhou Xuan's thoughts flowed, growing even more restless, in the Void World, there were stars and nine towering Ancestor Trees, and beyond that, there was nothing.

"What to ask? What exactly to ask?"

Zhou Xuan stood up, gazing at the sky within the Kongming Mirror, suddenly, a refreshing breeze swept over his neck, soothing the irritation in his heart.

"Where did the wind come from?"

The breeze cleared Zhou Xuan's mind, and along its path, he looked beyond several mountain peaks to see a glowing green tree.

This tree was not tall, nor robust, compared to the other Ancestor Trees, it looked like a weed. A stronger wind might uproot it.

Yet, this small tree seemed to Zhou Xuan to possess infinite power—

"The power doesn't come from the tree itself; it's merged with the earth, becoming part of it. The power comes from the boundless land in the Void World."

Zhou Xuan took a step forward. In the Void World, he was the creator, the supreme will of this world, and even the farthest space was just a step away for him.

The next moment, he stood before the tree.

This was a Bodhi Tree, luminescent threads gathered on the tip of each leaf, forming glimmering fireflies.

"After the Divine Pointing last time, a Genesis scene of Jing Country appeared in my Void World, nine Ancestor Trees towered up, separating the Heaven and the Earth of the Chaotic World,

This is the origin of the nine Ancestor Trees and the nine Heavenly Gods,

With the origin of the Heavenly Gods, what about the Ancient Buddha, Blood Well, Tao Ancestor, and Witch God?"

"The four Heavenly Venerates, jointly created the Incense Fire Divine Dao of Jing Country; it doesn't make sense for them to be born later than the Heavenly Gods."

Zhou Xuan thought of this, stroking the Bodhi Tree, and said, "Perhaps this little Bodhi Tree is the birthplace of the Ancient Buddha?"

About the Bodhi Tree, Zhou Xuan recalled past legends—it's rumored that the Buddha attained enlightenment under the Bodhi Tree.

"Maybe, the Ancient Buddha also attained the Way under the Bodhi Tree."

Zhou Xuan surrounded the little Bodhi Tree, circling it seven times, suddenly feeling an uncontrollable urge—

—he sat under the Bodhi Tree, gazing into the distance.

The mountains afar turned into a mirror.

The scenery within the mirror was no different from Zhou Xuan's surroundings, the same mountains, the same Bodhi Tree, but the person sitting beneath the tree wasn't Zhou Xuan, but a young man in a tattered Buddha robe.

The young man's appearance and figure were identical to Zhao Wuya.

However, the young monk's eyes were calm and compassionate, unlike the vibrant Zhao Wuya.

"Supreme perfect enlightenment, all worldly phenomena arise from void clarity."

The young monk's words were like an edict, his voice reached Zhou Xuan's ears, and Zhou Xuan bowed his head in meditation.

Time reversed, the world contracted, until it shrunk to a black shadow.

Outside the shadow, Zhou Xuan could see darkness and light alternating.

On the first day, Zhou Xuan feared the dark, raising his hand to lift the stars.

On the second day, he was extremely angry, his roar transforming into thunder.

On the third day, Zhou Xuan felt a strange compassion, moved to tears, he let them fall, which became rain,

The fourth day... the fifth day... the sixth day...

In the shadow world, with each of Zhou Xuan's emotions, the world gained light, rain, clouds, thunder, beings, rivers...

On the seventh day, Zhou Xuan closed his eyes again, at that moment, he returned to the Bodhi Tree, in the distance was a mirror, the figure of the young monk within it blurred, and beside Zhou Xuan, a rainbow lotus appeared.

He picked up the rainbow lotus, smelled it carefully, detecting a strong Buddha energy, and as he gazed into the lotus, he saw the small world he created during his "seven-day meditation."

"All worldly phenomena arise from void clarity."

Zhou Xuan recalled the young monk's words and couldn't help but smile.

This rainbow lotus contained all worldly phenomena—it waited for someone.

Almost instinctively, Zhou Xuan suddenly released the rainbow lotus, it flew toward the setting sun's direction.

"The sun doesn't always set in the west, it could be the east."

Zhou Xuan knew that in the Void World, nothing could be measured by the mundane world's rules; he also knew the rainbow lotus was headed for East Market Street.

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