PFC Chapter 1045 He who does not plan for the present cannot plan for the future (Please refresh)
Chapter 1045 He who does not plan for the present cannot plan for the future (Please refresh)
Chapter 1045 He who does not plan for the moment cannot plan for the future (Please refresh)
After several rounds of drinks, the thoroughly drunk young master was helped into his room. The waiter was somewhat displeased by the smell of alcohol on his body and the vomit residue on his clothes.
'He brags about being a demon, a Buddha, or a tyrant, but he's been so drunk he doesn't even know his own name anymore. He's clearly not a martial arts expert; what martial artist can hold their liquor so poorly?'
But then, as the young master took a small piece of silver from his waist and threw it on the table, these emotions and resentment quickly melted away.
"Go take a break, go take a break," the young master said wearily, raising his hand.
"Please rest well, sir."
The waiter covered the young master with the blankets.
The door closed, the candle went out, and only the moonlight filled the room. Apart from the faint whispers from the brothels, Chang Le City became much quieter.
Time ticked by, and the night watchman strode past, calling out: "In the dead of winter, be careful with fire and candles, keep the water vats full, and the kitchen empty!"
The young master suddenly opened his eyes, his intoxication fading.
I walked to the window, and a ray of moonlight silently fell in.
The figure in the room disappeared, and Iwamori, who was serving tea in the imperial city, slowed down his movements slightly, then raised his hand and splashed the tea out of the cup.
The emerald green ocean, with its surging waves, suddenly rose up and obscured the night sky.
Crack-!
A figure was swept out of the chaotic river of time and space, and a black banner instantly wrapped him up. After taking a deep look at the location of the palace, he did not linger and fled towards the outside of the real world.
"Is the divine weapon from the other shore or someone's incarnation?" The sky returned to normal, and Iwamori looked up for a while before pouring himself another pot of hot tea.
This unusual phenomenon naturally did not escape the notice of other interested parties, but...
"As the sun rises over Hongmen, the buildings change, but the dragon and scales remain as magnificent as ever; the purple-gold flute, the white jade zither, the palace lanterns illuminate the night as the ephemeral beauty of the ephemeral flower blooms, let us drink together and live a carefree and leisurely life."
Wearing the Purple Rhyme Heavenly River Battle Suit, exuding nobility from head to toe, Su Lin was busy reciting poetry and building her persona, fanning herself with a fan, and had no time to pay attention to these things.
After Su Huanzhen's account was ruined, he should at least change his appearance, if not completely transform himself in the martial arts world, to avoid being associated with the left wing of the demonic path.
At this time, the ancient Jade Void Palace is surrounded by thirty-six ancient wells.
A chaotic aura, like that of true dragons, hung down from the eaves, and three hundred and sixty-five golden nails were inlaid in the vermilion gate, with an ancient and timeless atmosphere permeating every corner.
Each ancient well within the jade fence is so deep that its bottom cannot be seen. Among them, about nine wells emit strange and colorful light, leading to the myriad realms of the void, the nine netherworlds, and other worlds different from the real world.
A blue ox watched this scene from the side, its unease and fear causing it to rub its front hooves incessantly on the bricks until Meng Qi and Gu Xiaosang appeared, at which point it calmed down.
"Master, Madam," Qingniu said respectfully.
Ever since Meng Qi brought him from the Journey to the West world, the Unicorn Rhinoceros has never stepped out of the gate, spending all its time guarding this place. At first, it was a little bored, but later it discovered that this world was too terrifying, so terrifying that once it left the protection range of the Jade Void Palace, it would involuntarily turn into a projection mark.
Perhaps only when one's cultivation reaches the legendary realm will one be able to reverse the absorption of the original imprint left by the Supreme Mount.
Before that, I had to obediently guard the gate and keep company with a somewhat talkative Isatis indigotica plant.
However, the unicorn had no complaints. If it had a choice, it would follow this master again in its next life.
"At the peak of the Celestial Immortal realm, you haven't neglected your cultivation. You might even be able to attain legendary status before me." Meng Qi had a small amount of Xuanhuang and Hei Bai condensed in his hand. He placed it between the eyebrows of the Green Ox, making it connect with a fragment of cosmic light from the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods.
"It's just one opportunity away."
As soon as the first self-proven legend appears in this era, the legends and the gods of creation will return ahead of schedule, rather than having to wait for a specific point in time.
As for those on the other side, they deliberately fell into slumber to ensure they would return in the most perfect state when the great calamity fully erupted.
The earlier one awakens, the more one will be eroded by the river of time and the calamities of the era, wearing down one's condition and making one weaker than others when competing for the Dao Fruit in the future.
Besides these, there are those like Ananda, the Demon Buddha, who are trapped in a seal, or those like the Azure Emperor and the True Martial Emperor, who are in a special state of being on the verge of advancement, at the peak of creation.
Although the title of "the first legendary person to prove the Dao since ancient times" is a pity, it's okay if I don't have it. At least I can ride the first legendary person to prove the Dao.
Just as the stars were returning to their places, Meng Qi only needed to hold this signal gun in his hand to stir up the storm.
Jade Void Palace is a high-level entity, situated above all the heavens. Legend has it that even powerful beings at the Creation level find it difficult to glimpse its entirety.
Compared to the Tushita Palace, placing the Unicorn Rhinoceros here would be more appropriate.
"If it weren't for Yan Sen being there, we would probably have retreated to Yu Xu by now. But if that were the case, they would be even less able to distinguish between reality and illusion."
As Meng Qi sensed the scene unfolding within the Great Zhou Imperial City, a smile played on his lips: "The fish and the angler are wary of each other. The angler is afraid of catching a man-eating shark, while only the fish knows how bloated it is."
It feels really good to switch roles.
Gu Xiaosang's eyelashes fluttered slightly as she chuckled, "Husband, you should not be careless. In terms of the life level of those on the other shore, we are always at a disadvantage. At least for a long time to come, we will both have to create more variables to gain a negligible initiative."
“I know,” Meng Qi nodded.
The common weakness of those who have reached the other shore is the future. The future has all sorts of possibilities and countless branches. Without attaining the Dao fruit, one cannot occupy them all.
In other words, when it comes to matters of the past, they can see the whole picture from a single glimpse, and know the depth of autumn from a single leaf. If it weren't for the secrets beyond the heavens that needed to be hidden, Meng Qi would even have liked to act out the play until the very end before jumping out to see Ananda's bewildered and flustered expression.
Unfortunately, this idea was impossible from the start.
Aside from the 'other self' that Ananda had previously concealed, the essential connection is difficult to sever completely, and there are too many regrets that one wanted to prevent.
He didn't want to be forced by Liu Dao's scheme to see Gu Xiaosang die in his arms. Even now, Meng Qi understands that the two of them had actually used each other more than they had feelings for each other, but there was always some truth in the pretense, and some ambiguous and hazy emotions.
Yes, he was only attracted to Gu Xiaosang because of her good looks. After learning about the future, he lusted after her body without any restraint, and regarded her as his most reliable wife, just like a Sichuan opera face-changing act.
But so what?
He didn't want to see Cao Xianzhi die to enter the game, didn't want to see Abbot Kongwen sacrifice himself to subdue the demon and pass away in Shaolin, and didn't want to hear Senior Chonghe's words, "The only hardship throughout the ages is death."
I do not want to live in fear and anxiety before attaining the Dharmakaya, and to desperately seek a glimmer of hope.
Not wanting to be oppressed by legendary figures before achieving legendary status, he endured hardship and searched for a way to revive his beloved.
I don't want to go through all sorts of power struggles and backstabbing before I reach the other side, witnessing my closest friends and family risking their lives to protect me, only to find that I am always under the control of another destiny.
To hell with forbearance, to hell with fate, to hell with power struggles and the gains and losses.
"In this life, I only seek a life of passion and vengeance!"
Meng Qi laughed wildly and unleashed a sharp sword aura that struck the majestic bell tower in the main hall.
There hangs an ancient bronze bell there, covered with the marks of time.
When——!
The rusty bronze bell swayed gently, producing a clear and melodious chime that resonated throughout the heavens and the world.
At this very moment, the Jade Void Palace collapsed again, and the layout of the ancient wells surrounded by thirty-six jade railings was affected, giving rise to ancient and terrifying whirlpools.
Meng Qi's figure faded into the chaos, and he actively threw himself into it, facing the projection of the Primordial Beginning.
It was a colossal deity, as vast as the universe, whose eyes were closed in a deep slumber. A lotus flower bloomed from its navel, this creator god resided amidst a massive torrent of information, a fusion of the celestial realm and the Nine Netherworlds.
Brahma with four faces and four arms
Meng Qi drew his God-Slaying Whip, intending to use the causes of all fruits to challenge the false legends and false other shores within this single or nested multiverse that does not contain the real world.
But then, on all four sides, two faces suddenly blurred and shifted for a moment.
Firstly, he resembles Su Lin in appearance.
The other, a face resembling Klein, gradually vanished, resonating with the ancient universe associated with primordial evil.
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Meng Qi's hand, which had been raised to strike the God-Slaying Whip, paused, as if frozen in place.
The good news is that things are changing.
The bad news turned out to be the two most ominous.
Normally, upon seeing this change, Meng Qi should have run away immediately and investigated what had happened based on his previous guesses. However, after remaining silent for a while, he raised his hand again and struck at 'Brahma'.
I smoked harder, and it felt even better.
Double the joy.
The pure fragrance permeated the three thousand great worlds, and the aftershocks had not yet subsided. Within and outside the Realm of Truth, the bells that once rang out when Jade Void summoned immortals at the summit of Kunlun Mountain resounded.
A series of ethereal melodies swept by, like a silver spoon stirring ripples in the Milky Way.
In the dark and gloomy region, within the sacred mountain after the fall of ten thousand Buddhas, golden Buddhas, each shedding two lines of bloody tears, transformed into a forest of corpses, and the boundless lightning suddenly paused.
A thick black fog filled the air, thick with filth, but suddenly a burst of light appeared—the purest light, a light that purifies all things, a light that tolerates nothing else—exploded in the depths of darkness.
A series of illusory figures appeared, including the Golden-Winged Garuda, Manjushri Bodhisattva with five topknots of wisdom, and other Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats, almost overlapping with these corpse forests. Countless Buddhist words resounded throughout the sacred mountain, and various grand vows appeared hazy yet real.
It was as if yesterday had come true, responding to the Jade Void's Summoning Bell with the former glory of Ling Mountain.
"not the right time yet."
Madness, mockery, and resentment echoed in Lingshan.
As soon as the words were spoken, the various phantoms vanished in a flash, and the tentacles covered with golden Buddha teeth reluctantly contracted into the darkness.
In the end, they fell back into chaos and destruction.
Da Jin, a small temple in the mountains.
Zhao Qian, the former crown prince of the Great Jin Dynasty, the elder brother of Zhao Laowu, and the reincarnation of Maitreya.
He stepped down from the lotus platform formed by blooming white lotuses, his smiling gaze suddenly softening as he looked towards the direction of the Great Zhou, revealing a compassionate expression:
"Amitabha."
As the pages of the Maitreya Sutra turned, countless swastika symbols flew out.
Surrounded by golden swastikas, lotus petals, and Buddhist chants, the desolate mountain temple seemed to exist in its own world, a pure Buddhist paradise descended to earth.
The ancient bell, weathered and worn, sways and rings, its clear sound piercing through clouds and splitting rocks, shaking the entire world.
Beside the lotus pond of the Luo sect.
With eyes that were pale and colorless, conveying a sense of coldness and indifference, Sha Wujing, the Curtain-Rolling God Envoy, opened his eyes to the clear, spring-like tolling of the bell.
He put the string of prayer beads, gleaming with a golden light, back around his neck, then looked at the returning Lamp Bearer: "Is everything arranged?"
“We deliberately created a false impression by leaving a hidden door. You can use this to infiltrate the Great Zhou Dynasty and blend into the palace. Combined with the items given to you by your mother, as long as you don’t use your magic, even a true expert from the other shore won’t be able to detect you.”
The Lamp-Bearing Envoy was weak and still flustered: "At least one peak-level Creation Realm expert is wielding a divine weapon from the Other Shore to form an array."
"Indeed, a great calamity has befallen the world." Sha Wujing's gaze deepened. "I have brought it back from Mount Ling as my mother instructed."
He paused, then looked into the lotus pond at a figure completely shrouded in eerie black mist.
It was a corpse, yet at this moment, it was constantly radiating the Mahayana Buddhist light that saves all sentient beings.
"Master."
Sha Wujing murmured, then chanted, "Buddha of Sandalwood Merit."
The golden remains of the Sandalwood Buddha are one of the products of the Buddha's pursuit of emptiness.
Several days later, the capital city of the Great Zhou Dynasty was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers.
Ordinary people, noble families, and sects could only stay outside the palace, listening to the grand music and rituals, but were not allowed to enter to witness the ceremony. The vast palace did not even have a single official.
With the royal family having manifested their divine form, the powerful families and sects within the Great Zhou Dynasty had no choice but to obey. No one dared to provoke Gao Lan, this capricious and mad king, otherwise, the reckoning would be another bloody and violent night.
"Under the rule of the ancient Human Emperor, all realms inside and outside the Realm were his land. I wish to emulate the Human Emperor's methods, but I do not intend to take him as my goal. Instead, I set my sights on the Void Realms that my third brother led me to see."
Gao Lan stroked the Humanity Imperial Weapon in his hand, his eyes gleaming: "I will not only rule the heavens with humanity and directly confer the title of god upon the human race, thus wielding the power of heaven and earth, but I will also use humanity to encompass all the heavens and forge a great achievement that surpasses that of the ancient human emperors."
"..." Su Lin tilted her head in confusion and said, "Whatever makes you happy."
"Therefore, I hope that in time, when I truly become the Human Emperor, ascend to the other shore, and conquer the void and the heavens, you will also become sworn brothers with me, just like my third brother, and we will jointly rule the three realms and the heavens."
Gao Lan didn't say "now," but rather "when you have enough strength in the future": "Han Guang is the second brother, but he will definitely be devoured by you, so I'll leave the position of the second brother to you."
Thank you, but I won't be second in command, and I plan to retire anyway.
But what about attacking the void?
"Remember to call me when you and Xiling next door start fighting," Su Lin said.
Then, buy a bucket of popcorn, lure the Astronomical Society over to act as a troublemaker, and a bunch of war fanatics will turn into a chaotic mess, surely resulting in rivers of blood.
"Speaking of which," Su Lin looked around and asked, "..."
"Wujing, do you think that damned monkey is deliberately avoiding us?"
"I don't know, Master." Li Huowang shook his head blankly.
Having stayed up all night, prepared all sorts of amazing skills, and planned to throw Meng Qi a bachelor party, the chatterboxes put down their knives, guns, sticks, and cacti.
Where did Meng Zhending go?
Guaranteeing perfect attendance (ORZ)
(End of this chapter)