Chapter 281 Because... he is still in the human world...
The moment Wang Xin's long sword pierced Xiao Mo's chest, the control Xiao Mo had placed on her suddenly vanished.
Xiao Mo slowly slid off Wang Xin's body and fell into the air.
Wang Xin quickly came to her senses and flew towards Xiao Mo's direction.
After catching Xiao Mo, Wang Xin held him in her arms and slowly descended from a mountaintop.
Wang Xin pulled out the broken sword, gathered all his spiritual power in his hands, and pressed it firmly against the wound on Xiao Mo's chest.
Although the bleeding stopped quickly, Xiao Mo's life force was like a candle flickering in the wind. The already weak life force was now reduced to a few scattered sparks, burning uncertainly.
When Xiao Mo drew his sword against the Heavenly Dao, forcing it to accept the rules he had set, Xiao Mo was already doomed.
Now, naturally, there's no way to reverse the situation.
"No. No!"
Wang Xin held Xiao Mo's gradually cooling hand tightly, tears streaming down her face like broken pearls, leaving deep and shallow marks on his blood-stained clothes.
Wang Xin could no longer even sense the presence of Xiao Mo's life fire.
"What's there to cry about?" Xiao Mo smiled and shook his head. "Go up. From now on, in this Western Region, you will be the only Buddha."
As Xiao Mo's last words faded into the wind, he slowly closed his eyes.
At the moment Xiao Mo passed away, Yu Yunwei, far away in the Wandao Sect, was handling affairs in her study.
Yu Yun raised her head slightly and massaged her shoulders.
Just as Yu Yunwei reached out to grab the teacup, it shattered instantly upon touching her delicate hand.
"Senior brother..."
Looking at the shattered teacup, Yu Yunwei's eyes flickered, and an extremely ominous feeling quietly spread in her heart.
Above Kongnian Temple, because Xiao Mo forcibly opened a path to heaven for Wangxin, which was intolerable to the Heavenly Dao, Xiao Mo's body and soul gradually turned into thousands of light spots, slowly drifting away between the vast heaven and earth.
Just as Xiao Mo completely vanished, the thunderous longbow that had been drawn but not yet released in the sky quietly disappeared.
Only the gap in the Heavenly Dao that was torn open by Xiao Mo's forced breakthrough still hangs in the sky, unhealed.
As Wang Xin personally ended Xiao Mo's life, all the karmic merits and fortune accumulated in the Western Regions over the years, as well as the Western Regions' overall fortune, flowed into her soul.
Just then, the illusory altar once again burst forth with dazzling light, illuminating the entire sky as if it were a piece of crystal.
The layers of dark clouds completely dissipated, replaced by golden lotuses blooming in the air, which then transformed into petals that slowly drifted away.
As these golden lotuses fell, they coalesced into a golden staircase stretching to the sky, each step radiating a gentle Buddhist light that led straight to the depths of the heavens.
"This is the path to Buddhahood..."
The abbot of Rumeng Temple looked up at the golden staircase, his voice trembling slightly.
Even though he had been practicing Buddhism for five thousand years, a trace of uncontrollable longing still flashed in his eyes at this moment.
After all, who doesn't want to become a Buddha? Who doesn't want to take another step forward?
Countless cultivators who ascended to the Ascension Realm died without ever seeing the lost Second Realm.
Now, the path to Buddhahood has appeared right before them. Who wouldn't be moved by this?
However, to his surprise, Xiao Mo went to such lengths to forget his heart.
He knew that when he set rules for the Western Regions, he was very likely to suffer a backlash from the Great Dao.
Even if one defeats the Great Dao, one is very likely to be seriously injured, or even have one's very essence dissipate.
Just before his life flame was about to be extinguished, Xiao Mo attempted to break through to the Ascension Realm, paving a path to heaven for Wang Xin.
Finally, Xiao Mo used Wang Xin's hand to end his own life.
Driven by the magic array, the entire fortune of the Western Regions was bestowed upon Wangxin.
All these factors ultimately converge to form this path to Buddhahood.
As long as you forget yourself and embark on this golden road.
Even if one only reaches halfway through the Forget-Heart stage, one's realm can still at least reach the Ascension stage.
If one can complete the entire journey, it is not impossible to attain the state of Buddhahood!
Although ancient texts record that no monk ever attained Buddhahood through this method.
But if one forgets their own mind and possesses a brilliant and discerning mind, perhaps they can truly create miracles.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Wang Xin, holding their breath and waiting for her decision.
A strong premonition arose in everyone's heart.
The first cultivator to reach the lost second realm since ancient times may very well be born right before their eyes.
Even now, the Heavenly Road itself shimmers with golden light, as if urging Wangxin to embark on this path.
But Wang Xin simply raised his head and looked up at the path to heaven, never taking a single step forward.
Everyone saw Wang Xin reach out his hand and gently grasp the path to heaven.
The path to heaven trembled.
Inspired by Wangxin, golden lotuses emerged from the steps, eventually converging into Wangxin's palm and condensing into a golden lotus seed.
"Nephew Wangxin, what are you doing?" the abbot of Qingzhou Temple shouted at Wangxin.
Doesn't she want to embark on such a heavenly path?
This is something so many people dream of!
“Nephew Wangxin, this is a path to heaven, do not miss it!” The abbot of Qianfo Temple shouted to Wangxin as well.
"As long as Junior Nephew Wangxin embarks on this path, he can at least reach the Ascension Realm!"
“Nephew Wangxin, there are no more Ascension Realm cultivators in the Western Regions now. Even if you don’t reach the Buddha Realm, just stepping into Ascension will change the course of this great war!”
The voices of the abbots of the ten major Buddhist temples rang in Wangxin's ears.
They seemed even more anxious than Wang Xin.
After all, Xiao Mo is dead, and the Demonic Sect doesn't have a single Ascension Realm cultivator. Now, they themselves have fallen from the Ascension Realm. If Wang Xin can step onto this step, then the Buddhist sect can turn defense into offense.
But they ignored their cries.
She simply raised her head and watched as Xiao Mo, transformed into specks of spiritual energy, gradually ascended into the sky.
"Wangxin, do you want to go up?"
Xu Jing asked Xiang Wangxin in a calm tone.
“Grandpa Abbot, I don’t want to go up.” Wangxin shook his head.
"This is a path to Buddhahood. If you walk it, you may become the first Buddha since ancient times."
Xu Jing didn't seem to be urging her disciple to make a choice, but rather she was asking her own heart.
No matter what choices you make, Xu Jing will accept them.
“I know, Abbot Grandpa, but Abbot Grandpa, that path is not for me.”
He turned his wrist, urging the golden lotus seed to bloom.
The golden lotus seed protected Xiao Mo's soul fragment as it entered the cycle of reincarnation.
"I know what the Buddha Realm means."
but……
My Buddha is not in heaven.
Because he is still alive.
(End of this chapter)
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