Chapter 366: How Can Karma Disturb My Tao Heart
Orion Interstellar Alliance Headquarters, Night Cloud Star.
In the conference room, more than one hundred deacons and planet lords who held the power of life and death over countless planets in Orion were silent.
The images captured by the space monitor just now are truly shocking.
No one had expected that there were creatures in the universe that could release such terrifying power.
He single-handedly destroyed more than a hundred space battleships of the Psionic Clan.
The energy waves released shook the entire star system.
And there is the unbelievable magical ability to repair the atmosphere.
This strange creature, no matter how powerful or capable it was, made the more than one hundred star lords of the Orion Interstellar Alliance's steward planet feel physically and mentally terrified.
This is definitely not a power or ability that a normal creature can possess!
Alliance leader Balabamo was silent.
The other star masters were also silent.
They just remained silent.
But one person looked as pale as death.
That’s right, it’s the Psychic King!
In the impression of the Psionic King, the Psionics have a stellar civilization, so dealing with a race of lower civilization is absolutely easy. Basically, they just need to send out a space battleship equipped with giant cannons.
However, because he learned that the planet of that low-civilization race was similar to the Psychic Planet and wanted to occupy it, he specially dispatched more than one hundred space battleships carrying ten giant cannons.
Logically speaking, with such a powerful true appearance and such terrifying firepower, it would be possible to wipe out a lower-civilization race in an instant.
The Psychic King never expected to mention the iron plate!
The technology of that inferior civilization was not very advanced, and they were indeed completely defenseless against the giant cannon.
But no one expected that the planet where the inferior civilization race lived actually had such a powerful single creature!
It is very likely that this creature possesses stellar-level power!
Although stellar civilization is also stellar-level, it is a civilization after all, and it is supported by technology.
Stellar-level power is much more terrifying. They have wisdom and can gather the power of stars for their own use. If they really get angry, destroying a stellar civilization is as easy as eating and drinking!
Finished!
The Psychics are doomed this time!
The Psychic King felt sad, but he was not prepared to sit and wait for death.
Thinking of this, the Psychic King took a deep breath and said to the more than one hundred allied star masters on the projection: "My Psychic Star is currently facing the most terrifying and powerful enemy in history. If we don't handle it well, it is very likely that we will be exterminated. My Psychic Clan has joined the Orion Interstellar Alliance for almost a million years. I dare not say how much credit I have made, but at least I have worked hard. Therefore, at the moment of life and death for the Psychic Star, I would like to send a request for help to all my allies. Please help the Psychic Clan to overcome this difficulty!"
As he spoke, he stood up from the throne and bowed to the more than one hundred star lords in the projection.
You should know that the Psychic King is usually arrogant and domineering because of his high level of civilization. He almost disdains everyone except leaders like Balabamo and Ye Shiyi, whose civilization is higher than that of the Psychics.
And now, the Psychic King actually lowered his posture on his own initiative and bowed to everyone to ask for help. It can be said that if it were any other time, these star lords would definitely be extremely happy.
But now, these more than one hundred star masters do not have this "satisfactory" feeling.
On the contrary, their faces became even gloomier.
Why?
Because the Psionic Race is a member of the Orion Interstellar Alliance, according to the rules established when the alliance was first established, if any member race encounters a catastrophic disaster and asks the alliance for help, the alliance must help unconditionally.
If it were any other time, these star lords would immediately offer to help even if they disliked the Psychic King. But if you don't follow the rules, do you still expect other star lords to follow the rules and help you when you encounter difficulties in the future?
But now, more than a hundred star lords, including Balabamo, are unable to make up their minds to help.
The power displayed by that strange cosmic creature is so terrifying!
If they really help the psychics, they are a little afraid that the strange creature will keep its promise and destroy the race they are helping along with the star system they are in!
This concerns the life and death of the race, who would dare to agree to it without thinking?
For a moment, no one responded to the Psychic King's words.
The Psychic King was so angry that his entire body was shaking. He loudly questioned the Star Lords, "What was the original intention of our Orion Interstellar Alliance when it was first established? Have you all forgotten?"
Seeing that the Psychic King had said this, it would be a bit unreasonable for Balabamo, as the leader of the alliance, to remain silent.
Although Balabamo was terrified of that strange creature, he didn't show any expression. He just said calmly: "The Psychic King's words make sense. Let's talk about what to do."
…
On Earth, in the hospital.
Fang Yi hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to open the notebook left by Chu Qing and take a look.
He wanted to see what Chu Qing had written to see if it could help sharpen his spiritual resolve.
Thinking of this, he did not use any assistance such as spiritual consciousness or magical perception, but just gently opened the first page of the diary like an ordinary person who did not know any spells or magical powers.
The first sentence that caught my eye was "Fang Yi, don't save me, I just want to live an ordinary life in peace and quiet."
What follows is the normal diary content.
Fang Yi looked down calmly.
…
March 13th.
I was just diagnosed with advanced lung cancer, and the doctor said my five-year survival rate after surgery is less than 5%, which basically means my life is coming to an end.
To be honest, I was not surprised at all to be diagnosed with this serious disease.
Ever since I spent a dreamy and absurd life with Mr. Fang in that world more than 20 years ago, my mind has been filled with Mr. Fang's figure. I have been depressed and addicted to smoking and drinking.
Over the past twenty years, my lungs have been damaged by myself, and I accept this result.
But sometimes I feel confused. If Mr. Fang had not become an immortal, would the development between him and me really be as sad as in that world?
Not sure, but I'm glad Mr. Fang is alive and well.
March 14th.
When my old classmates heard that I was in the hospital, they all came to visit me.
During this time, someone told me about you, Mr. Fang, which made me think back to some of the times I had met you...
March 15th.
I coughed up blood again today, Mr. Fang...
March 16th...
March 19th...
April 1st...
As the days went by, perhaps because Chu Qing's condition gradually worsened, the contents of the diary changed from being quite rich at the beginning to having fewer words, and the handwriting became more sloppy.
The diary entries soon came to an end.
That was July 1st.
Fang Yi, after spending my whole life in that illusory yet real world, my heart is filled with you... I dare not ask for anything else, but that my parents who gave birth to me and raised me are still alive, as well as my relatives and friends. So I would like to ask you one last thing, please don't let the aliens destroy our human home, okay?
…
Fang Yi had already read the last paragraph.
But he still read it carefully word by word.
After all, these were the last words of the woman he had secretly loved in his life.
Fortunately, the wish has come true.
Despite this, Fang Yi still felt heavy with such a determined heart.
Because every page of Chu Qing's diary is about herself, and she also uses the title Mr. Fang.
This feels like a conversation between a literary couple in the 1940s and 1950s.
Fang Yi saw a letter hidden in the diary.
The title on it reads: "Letter to Mr. Fang."
He slowly opened it and looked at it:
"This is the only love letter I've ever written to you. I just owe you an 'I love you'. It's like I've never said these three words to you. Just treat it as a love letter."
I remember when I was in college, I heard people say that you had a crush on me, but unfortunately I never responded directly.
Today, when you see this letter, I want to tell you: I love you, Mr. Fang.
I still remember that many years ago, when I met you again, you had already become a fairy high above, but I was still just an ordinary person among the countless living beings. That brilliance was so dazzling that I couldn't see the real you in the light even if I tried to open my eyes.
However, that time we met, my heart, which had been locked for many years, was gently tickled again, and you threw a small stone into the calm lake, causing ripples.
I don't have many memories of you.
To be precise, it was only during college and two or three accidental meetings afterwards.
However, even after twenty or thirty years, I still remember my first meeting with you, Mr. Fang. It was an early autumn day with a sunny day and gardenias everywhere. My luggage was scattered all over the ground, and you bent down to pick it up for me. When I looked up, a seed was inexplicably planted in my heart.
I am not a casual woman, and I didn't expect to have a good impression of you.
Maybe it was because the weather was nice that day and you were wearing a plaid shirt that I really liked.
But you know, I'm not good at expressing my feelings, so even though I heard people say that you had a crush on me in college, I also had a good impression of you in my heart, but I never took the initiative to express anything.
However, at the end of my life, I knew that if I didn't express myself, I would never have another chance.
I often look for you in the crowd with my graduation photo in hand.
I touched the two lower corners of the graduation photo so much that they became blurred.
I'd like to find some other "disks".
Unfortunately, it seems that there is nothing else related between you and me except this graduation photo.
I thought that this chance encounter would be an opportunity for us to renew our old relationship.
But after we parted on the day of Hunyuan Taichu Da Dao Jun’s birthday, I never saw you again for the rest of my life. Even wanting to see your expressionless face became a luxury.
I don’t know how much time I have left, I just want to tell you, if one day you really can’t see me for the last time, don’t be sad, don’t sigh, because the world will end one day. I am lucky to be born in this world and to meet you. Maybe I am the happiest person in the world.
In this case, I will live in heaven to the fullest and stay close to you.
Let’s get off topic. Let’s talk about the only graduation photo that is related to you.
Just a while ago, I finally broke it.
That day, I cried for a long time. My mother saw me and laughed at me, saying that I was crying like a child at my age.
Today, I have a feeling that my time is running out.
As usual, I climbed up to the windowsill with difficulty and looked at the forest path downstairs. I no longer hoped for your appearance, because my eyes were filled with memories of you.
Duras's lover said to her: You are not in love with me, you are in love with love.
You accidentally opened the door of my heart, but forgot to close it.
Especially after experiencing my marriage with you in that world, I can never forget you.
So I often cry for no reason and miss you very much.
In many novels, women will fall 100% in love with a man. I think this is fake. How can a person think about another person all his or her whole life?
Time will erase all of this.
But when I met you, when I first met you more than thirty years ago, and then when we parted for the last time, I knew that I had completely fallen.
It wasn’t that I was ashamed to say I loved you before, but I was unwilling to admit it.
Because I stubbornly believe that one day time will erase everything.
So I put love in my heart, hold it in my mouth, look at it in my eyes, and don’t want to talk about it.
But now, many times I think that maybe it would be better to say something.
I think life is like a flower that blooms and withers.
Then, true love will be like the myth of Suiren who drilled wood to make fire. It will grow from a spark into a small flame, and then into an endless flame, becoming something that everyone cannot live without.
Mr. Fang, it’s good to love you lightly.
Even though it hurts a bit if I can't see you again for decades.
The letter ends here.
Just like Chu Qing’s life, it finally came to the last step.
Fang Yi felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. This girl had waited for him for her entire life and ended up living alone for him.
Such pure and sincere feelings made Fang Yi feel mixed emotions.
It was as if something was lost in my life and it would never come back.
It is precisely because of the change in the heart of Tao.
The scenery before my eyes is constantly changing.
Fang Yi saw the sunlight drawing an infinitely long arc from the extremely distant sky, all falling into his body, and penetrating inch by inch from the top of his head.
When these rays of light enter the body, they instantly merge into the Yang Shen.
Fang Yi suddenly felt warm all over, as if he had entered a sauna in the middle of winter. All the pores in his body were breathing in fresh air, and he had an illusion of wanting to ascend to heaven in broad daylight.
"Hmm? Why do you feel this way?"
Fang Yi was shocked and confused. Now that he had cultivated himself into a Yang God with power comparable to that of a star, how could he feel so refreshed that he could ascend to heaven in broad daylight just because of a beam of sunlight?
This was not his first day in cultivation, so he naturally sensed something was going to happen.
However, even with such high level of cultivation, Fang Yi didn't know why this happened suddenly, so he could only calm his mind and wait and see what would happen.
As soon as his mind stabilized, the beam of sunlight disappeared out of thin air.
However, before Fang Yi had time to rejoice, he felt as if he was being pierced by thousands of needles all over his body. He felt an extremely painful sensation in his yang soul, as if it was about to split apart.
"Could it be... the demonic realm?"
Fang Yi suddenly recalled that after cultivating into a Yang God, he would often be deceived by illusions and demonic realms. If he could not hold on to his heart, at best thousands of years of hard training would be wasted in an instant, at worst his body and soul would be destroyed.
Originally, when he cultivated the Yang Shen, he did not encounter the invasion of the fantasy magic world. He thought that the Yang Shen cultivated by "Mr. Chen's Inner Alchemy Secret" was different from others and would not encounter this kind of situation.
I never thought that the illusion of magic would appear when my faith was weakened.
Fang Yi became extremely serious. It was always better to come early than late, because the illusion magic realm was closely related to one's own cultivation. The stronger the personal strength, the more powerful the illusion magic realm would be. Now he had just cultivated the Yang God and encountered the illusion magic realm soon. In fact, he was relatively weak.
He had a vague premonition that if he had not read Chu Qing's diary and the last love letter, perhaps the illusion magic realm would not have been born in a short period of time, and if it was born later, it would be ten or even a hundred times more dangerous than it is now.
Fortunately, after reading Chu Qing's diary and the last love letter, my heart was loosened and I activated the illusion magic realm immediately.
Coming early but with little power is one thing, but being able to survive it safely is another.
Fang Yi did not dare to be careless at all. He kept his composure and allowed the pain of thousands of needles to arise in his yang spirit without being moved.
Then, the illusion changed again, and a mixture of sweet, sour, bitter and spicy feelings flooded into my heart.
Fang Yi seemed to hear Chu Qing's voice in his ear, "Mr. Fang? Mr. Fang?"
At this moment, he was stunned. He inexplicably felt as if he was back in college and heard Chu Qing calling him.
only……
Fang Yi narrowed his eyes and thought to himself: "How can karma disturb my spiritual heart!"
He held on tightly to his heart.
Suddenly, there was another feeling. The hospital building in front of me collapsed with a loud bang. Huge waves like tsunamis came from nowhere, and the ground shook violently. There was a continuous and thunderous roar of "kuacha kuacha" from the sky.
It's like the end of the world!
This feeling was very real. Even though Fang Yi's Taoism was stable, he still felt as if the earth was about to explode.
"This illusion of magic is getting more ferocious each time, but no one in the world can shake my determination. Even if Mount Tai falls on my head, I can remain calm!"
Fang Yi let the huge waves hit him, let the magma from the ground spray over him, let the thunder in the illusion bombard him!
He was unmoved, and in an instant he realized the impermanence of life and death. The shock in his heart disappeared in an instant.
No matter how the illusionary magic world changes, his Yang Shen, like a small boat in the stormy sea, just stands there and watches coldly, as if it all has nothing to do with him.
All of a sudden!
boom!
All the scenery disappeared, and the scenery returned to normal again. The body in front of me still had its eyes closed.
Fairy music was heard faintly from the sky, and a dazzling colorful lotus platform floated over, surrounded by several extremely beautiful fairies in white.
"Congratulations to Master Fang for attaining enlightenment!"
"Xia Ju's ascension is happening right now!"
The fairies called out softly.
Fang Yi felt an irresistible force coming from the void in the sky, pulling his yang spirit to step onto the lotus platform and ascend to heaven!
This feeling is very real and wonderful, as if after going through untold hardships and overcoming countless difficulties, I am finally going to become an immortal!
Fang Yi's Yang Shen couldn't help but want to follow this great force and fly towards the lotus platform.
At this critical moment.
Fang Yi suddenly remembered that he had once observed the "fairyland" and knew that the sacredness was no longer there.
"Karma! It's still disturbing my spiritual mind!"
Fang Yi's Yangshen eyes burst into a strange light.
With a loud bang, a god in golden armor and a red robe appeared above his head.
It was the Holy Elephant of Golden Hammer and Dagger that Fang Yi cultivated using the True Dragon and Tiger Nine Immortal Scriptures!
When the holy image of the golden hammer and dagger was visualized, its divine power was so overwhelming that it swept away all the illusions and magic realms in an instant. How could there be any fairy on the lotus platform?
The scenery before my eyes returned to its real state.
Fang Yi seemed to understand something. "So the illusionary magic realm that I just broke through to the Yang God realm is so terrifying! Not only is it ever-changing, but it also tempted me with the ascension in the end. If it were someone else, I'm afraid they wouldn't be able to control themselves. Fortunately, my heart of Taoism is so firm that I was able to survive this catastrophe."
The benefits after the breakthrough are also very obvious.
He found that his Yang Shen had grown a lot stronger, and he seemed to have a vague feeling that it was about to split into two and create an incarnation.
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