Chapter 371: Eight Sufferings
The test was over, and the eagle monsters and pigeons were taken away by the Bodhisattva Xiangxiang. Two of the eagle monsters cried particularly sadly, and denounced the human race to the Bodhisattva Xiangxiang for being cunning and untrustworthy.
The Bodhisattva Xiangxiang had no choice but to speak out to comfort the two eagle monsters, telling them that they had encountered an extreme case, that the two people thought differently from ordinary people, and that they should not extend this exception to the entire human race.
Jiang Li felt that he had proven his wisdom in the first two tests and would definitely be favored by the Manjusri Bodhisattva inheritance.
Bai Hongtu felt that he had already proven his talent in understanding people's hearts in the first two tests, and that he would definitely be favored by his telepathic inheritance.
"It's just a mere inheritance, it's easy to get." The two of them were very proud.
"Now begins the third test. There are eight sufferings in life: birth, aging, sickness, death, separation from loved ones, long-lasting resentment, failure to obtain what one desires, and the prevalence of the five negative elements."
"Next, all donors will forget everything and experience the eight sufferings of life in their dreams."
A monk asked: "Then how do we judge right and wrong?"
The Bodhisattva of Fragrant Elephant held the Buddhist beads in his hands, closed his eyes and clasped his hands together, revealing a peaceful smile: "Facing the eight sufferings of life, there is no right or wrong. This test is just to see how you, the donors, deal with the eight sufferings of life."
She shook her head and bowed to the sky: "Please let the Sleeping Arhat pass on the spell."
The secret realm of all living beings was responded to by the Bodhisattva of Incense Elephant, and a thin phantom of an arhat appeared in the air. The arhat was shirtless, sleeping on his side, and his face could not be seen clearly.
As the chest of the Sleeping Arhat phantom rose and fell, the monks gradually became sleepy and fell into a dream.
…
Yuan Wuxing woke up slowly, his mind was fuzzy and he felt like he had forgotten something very important.
"Where is this place?"
Yuan Wuxing found that he could not stretch his arms and legs, as if he was trapped in a cocoon.
But the cocoon was very comfortable, and the warm air around him nourished his body.
"Innate Qi?" A word suddenly popped up in Yuan Wuxing's mind, a word whose meaning he himself did not even know.
"I remember that the innate energy is produced when a woman is pregnant with life..."
Thinking made Yuan Wuxing feel tired. He fell into a deep sleep and woke up again after an unknown amount of time.
"Wow--"
Yuan Wuxing burst into tears. He was born. With his birth, his innate energy dissipated without a trace. No matter how hard he stretched out his little hands to grab it, he could not catch it.
The turbid acquired qi enveloped Yuan Wuxing, making him feel uncomfortable all over and burst into tears.
As he grew up, he adapted to the acquired turbid air and forgot the wonderful experiences he had when he was a fetus.
In this world, immortals and mortals are separated. Immortals are high above and are out of reach for mortals.
He was born into a wealthy family and had no worries about food and clothing, but he was not satisfied with that.
"I heard that there are immortals in the world who transcend the mundane world. I want to cultivate immortality."
For some reason, Yuan Wuxing longed to cultivate immortality. Perhaps it was because he had no worries about food and clothing that made him have other ideas, or maybe he liked the feeling of becoming stronger, or maybe it was for some other reason.
The immortal disciple tested Yuan Wuxing's spiritual roots and ruthlessly rejected him: "Five Elements spiritual roots, the garbage among spiritual roots, letting you cultivate immortality is just a waste of spiritual energy, get lost."
The immortal disciple threw Yuan Wuxing down the mountain, turned around, closed the door, and no longer received any guests.
Yuan Wuxing did not give up and went to look for other immortals, but the answers from other immortals were the same:
The five elements spiritual roots are not suitable for cultivating immortals.
Even the monks were talking behind your back: "No wonder your parents named you Yuan Wuxing. They probably knew you were just a useless five-element spiritual root when you were born."
Yuan Wuxing was furious and went to fight the monk. The monk flicked his sleeves, beat Yuan Wuxing severely, and left him to fend for himself.
When Yuan Wuxing's parents learned about this, they went up the mountain in the rain, moved Yuan Wuxing down overnight, and asked the best doctor to treat him, thus saving Yuan Wuxing's life.
Yuan Wuxing's parents were old, and they caught a cold while going up the mountain in the rain. They died. Yuan Wuxing cried bitterly, regretting that he had been devoted to seeking immortality and had spent too little time with his parents.
The huge family business was inherited by Yuan Wuxing, who was extremely talented in business. Over the past ten years, the family business had increased several times and he had become a well-known tycoon in the country.
After an immortal learned about this, he came down the mountain and told Yuan Wuxing that if he was willing to give away all his family property and accumulate merits, the immortal would ensure that he could draw energy into his body and become a cultivator.
"With my talent, how far can I go on the path of immortality?"
"Five Elements Spiritual Roots are the lowest grade among all spiritual roots. Even if one draws Qi into the body, one will probably only be able to reach the third level of Qi training in one's lifetime. It will be difficult to advance any further."
Yuan Wuxing was caught in a dilemma. He was unwilling to give up his family business, nor did he want to become a cultivator of the lowest level.
He eventually gave up cultivating immortality and guarded his huge family business.
He can't let go of his wealth.
Decades later, Yuan Wuxing fell seriously ill and was difficult to cure. Even the immortals were helpless.
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Yuan Wuxing was tortured by illness for ten years and was exhausted both physically and mentally, but he managed to survive in the end. He just had lost all five senses and his life was worse than death.
At this time, he was already old and wanted to continue running the family business, but he was unable to do so. His thinking was intermittent and disconnected, and he made many wrong decisions and suffered heavy losses.
Yuan Wuxing knew that this was because he was old and confused, and could no longer compare to his youth.
The Yuan family can achieve what it has today thanks to the wise decisions made by Yuan Wuxing when he was young.
But he is old and has no deterrent power.
The old and disabled Yuan Wuxing is unable to suppress the villains who are eyeing the Yuan family's property.
The Yuan family was worried that the Yuan family's property would be divided up by scoundrels, so they simply sidelined Yuan Wuxing and divided up the Yuan family themselves.
In the end, Yuan Wuxing didn't keep a single penny.
Yuan Wuxing was penniless and blind. He wandered the streets, living in a daze, waiting for death to come.
"I had nothing when I was born, and I will have nothing before I die. So, that's fine, that's fine." Yuan Wuxing laughed at himself.
As the deadline approaches, Yuan Wuxing's consciousness becomes increasingly blurred.
With nothing, missing all five senses, and blurred consciousness, Yuan Wuxing shrank into a ball, and his appearance gradually overlapped with that in the womb.
The five elements of spiritual roots, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, cultivation of immortals... the words that troubled him throughout his life swirled in his mind, and he began to reflect and gain enlightenment.
Five elements, five colors, five elements, five colors…
The outline of five-colored divine light appeared on Yuan Wuxing's finger. With a light wipe, the matter in the area disappeared.
This ray of five-colored divine light seemed to have drained all of Yuan Wuxing's vitality, and he eventually died.
Passersby looked at the destitute old man in surprise. His body suddenly turned into five-colored rainbow light and disappeared.
When people saw this, they all knelt down and bowed.
…
The Bodhisattva of the Fragrant Elephant raised his head, and the Peacock King was interested in inheriting the throne, as if he had taken a fancy to a certain candidate.
Following the inheritance of Peacock King, Bodhisattva Xiangxiang looked at Yuan Wuxing with a surprised look on his face: "Among the eight sufferings in life, donor Yuan Wuxing was mediocre in the first seven. Only death did not cause him any pain. Instead, he gained great enlightenment and comprehended the prototype of the five-color divine light. In the end, he turned into a rainbow. Well done, well done."
(End of this chapter)