"I understand that only by finding the pure land in your heart can you enter heaven, but why do you have to chant the name of your Western Saint?"

"Reciting the Lord's name is to resonate with the Kingdom of Heaven, sense its existence, and reduce the difficulty of entering it." Michael said calmly, "If your heart is pure enough, without any distractions, and you can step into the Kingdom of Heaven in one step, then you naturally don't need to recite the Lord's name. However, except for newborn babies, very few people can do this."

Lin Qiye nodded, "I see... Then when do we go in?"

"Now."

Michael stood up from his seat, and appeared outside the cabin in a flash. His figure rose rapidly, and in the blink of an eye he turned into a giant. Six white wings stretched out from his back, and he returned to his original appearance as a Seraph.

His entire body was enveloped in a sacred golden glow, like the sun, dispelling the fog and darkness on the sea. The golden mist rolled over and over, blinding people.

He hovered in the air, his furnace-like eyes swept across the cabin, and he spoke lightly:

"I'll go to heaven and wait for you. Hurry up."

The six wings behind him trembled slightly, and his figure instantly disappeared from the spot. The endless golden light faded away like a tide, and the world fell into darkness and silence again.

Inside the cabin, Lin Qiye and the others looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.

"Let's get started."

An Qingyu placed Jiang Er's coffin beside him and sat down himself. Lin Qiye and Shen Qingzhu also sat cross-legged on the deck, their bodies swaying gently with the boat.

Lin Qiye slowly closed his eyes.

"Eliminate distracting thoughts and look for a pure land for the soul..." Lin Qiye murmured to himself.

As early as in the training camp, the instructors had taught some methods to empty the mind and quickly enter meditation mode. Although I don't know if the spiritual purity required to enter heaven is any different from this process, it should be correct in terms of eliminating distracting thoughts.

He took a deep breath, imagined a piece of crystal in his mind, gradually emptied his mind, and sat there like a stone sculpture.

Lin Qiye's consciousness quickly sank, and thoughts flashed through his mind, but they were just like meteors falling from the sky, flashing away in a flash. None of them could attract his mind and divert his attention.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a white corridor with closed doors on both sides. He stared at the door at the end of the corridor and walked forward decisively without looking at the doors around him. Even if some distracting thoughts occasionally came to his mind, he quickly suppressed them.

If it was before using the ghosts and gods to guard the sacred monument, it might have been extremely difficult for Lin Qiye to put aside distracting thoughts, break through confusion, and find the pure land in his heart. But after being resurrected from the dead, his thoughts had long been clear, and the path under his feet was clearer than ever before.

Soon, Lin Qiye stood in front of the door deep in his heart, stretched out his hand, and gently grasped the door handle...

Inside the shaking cabin, four figures closed their eyes tightly, not moving a muscle. Only the sound of rolling waves and the creaking of the swaying deck echoed in the air.

Suddenly, a faint white light flashed, and Jiang Er, who was lying in the coffin, disappeared out of thin air, as if he had never appeared.

A few seconds later, Lin Qiye, who was sitting in the center, opened his lips slightly and seemed to recite something softly. A white light also flashed on his body, and the whole person disappeared.

…

Lin Qiye felt his whole body suddenly become bright. When he opened his eyes, he found himself on a white cloud.

To be precise, this is a piece of land formed by countless clouds. The clouds are rolling, and the white bricks and stones hidden in them can be seen. He stepped on the clouds with his feet and looked up at the sky. The blue sky is so close that it seems that he can touch the sky as long as he stretches out his hand.

Not far from him, a golden angel with six wings was quietly floating in the air, emitting a holy light all over.

"Welcome to heaven." Michael said lightly.

"Is this heaven?" Lin Qiye looked around. Apart from white clouds and blue sky, he didn't see anything else for the time being.

“Huh!”

The girl's surprised voice came from behind Lin Qiye.

He turned around and saw Jiang Er wearing a white dress, standing barefoot among the clouds. She looked down at her hands with surprise in her eyes. "My real body didn't come over, but the magnetic field came in? Why is that?"

“Because the dead cannot enter the kingdom of heaven.” Michael in the sky explained calmly, “Your body has no vitality and cannot come here, but your consciousness survives in the form of a magnetic field, so it temporarily separates your magnetic field from your physical body and only incorporates your magnetic field.”

Jiang Er nodded thoughtfully.

A moment later, another white light flashed, and An Qingyu appeared beside Lin Qiye. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around with the same curiosity.

When Lin Qiye saw him appear, an idea suddenly emerged in his mind. Since the condition for entering heaven is a pure mind, then the order in which they enter heaven can also reflect the amount of distracting thoughts in their hearts?

Judging from the current situation, Jiang Er's mind is the purest, with almost no distracting thoughts in her heart. Then there is herself who has been resurrected from the dead. An Qingyu is the third one to come in, which means that he should also have a lot of distracting thoughts in his mind, mostly related to his thirst for knowledge... What about that arrogant guy?

Lin Qiye looked around but did not see Shen Qingzhu.

"Where's Brother Zha?" he asked.

"I don't know." An Qingyu shook his head. "When I came in, it seemed like Brother Zhua was still sitting outside."

It seems that Shen Qingzhu has a lot of distracting thoughts in his mind...

Lin Qiye nodded slightly, "Then let's wait for him for a while."

…

Cabin.

The waves crashed against the deck, making a low hum, and the candle on the table was about to burn out and was shaking continuously.

In the empty cabin, there was only a figure in a crimson cloak sitting quietly on the ground. His brows were slightly furrowed, and his fists on his knees clenched uncontrollably, with drops of sweat oozing from his forehead.

Shen Qingzhu suddenly opened his eyes and his breathing became heavy.

He paused for a while, then looked down at his hands in a daze with an extremely complicated expression.

He has too many distracting thoughts.

Whenever Shen Qingzhu tried to enter a meditative state and empty his mind, the scene of the tragic battle to defend the monument on the Pamir Plateau would uncontrollably flood into his mind. Anger, self-blame, and a sense of powerlessness were like surging waves, making him uneasy.

He couldn't empty himself, nor could he enter the pure land of his soul... Just like he had never had a peaceful sleep in the past few days.