Chapter 53: The Mind of the Tao Lies in Repose

  That strange, wailing sound just now was clearly coming from Moyu's body! Before several people with the wind could react, that sound changed into a grand Buddhist chant, as if all the arhats in heaven were chanting together, and it seemed as if they had already entered the Western Pure Land.

  The faint smile that had just emerged froze on the spot, with a stunned expression and an open mouth, unable to believe what was happening in front of him.

  What's going on here?

  This issue has been lingering in the minds of the three people with the wind, and even Yue Xi himself was stunned.

  Just as they were stunned, the sound of Mantra in Yuexi's body burst out even louder, and not only that, but also a faint Buddha light seemed to emanate from her body. With a face full of holiness, she looked more like a kind and beautiful Bodhisattva. But how could they have the mind to observe this at this time?

  However, there is no way out, one by one with gloomy faces, thinking hard about countermeasures.

  "Are you feeling unwell, Moon Evening?" Ling's eyebrows furrowed together, almost to the point of dripping water, but she still restrained herself, maintaining a calm tone that was no different from before.

  The moonlit evening seemed to have gone unnoticed, without a single response.

  Ling Sanren grew even more worried, leaning in closer to Yue Xi as the wind blew by, carefully examining her face as if afraid that this treasured heirloom had some flaw.

  No flaws were found, but it was discovered that Rong Yue's eyes were empty and dull, without a hint of spirit.

  Su Feng couldn't believe it, and gently pushed her with his hand, but Yue Xi only mechanically swayed with Su Feng's palm, not even seeming like a living being with consciousness! The chanting and Buddha's light remained, but Yue Xi just stood there stiffly. What had happened? Why did Yue Xi become like a person who had lost their three souls and seven spirits? Su Feng's doubts grew bigger and bigger in his heart.

  As the wind blew, he turned his head to look at Ling and Liang Ze, both of whom had almost identical expressions - slightly furrowed brows, piercing eyes, and a cold, stern face, as if they were deeply pondering something.

  "Uh...", after a long silence, Liang Tou finally spoke up.

  "Have you guys ever heard of the legendary war of sealing gods at the end of the Shang Dynasty?" He spoke in a low voice, as if he didn't dare to believe it himself.

  Ling nodded slightly, her face gloomy, "Just say it directly, what's going on with this thing on Yuexi's body?"

  Liang Su's voice was long and drawn out, as if it had traversed the dust of history for thousands of years. "According to legend, during the war of sealing the gods, Jie Jiao had a million immortals come to pay their respects. Later, Jie Jiao suffered a defeat, and more than half of its disciples were taken away by the two saints of the Western Religions and converted to Buddhism. Although this is just a legend, my master once said that although legends may not be credible, some of the secret methods they contain are indeed real. So..."

  His words were cut off by Ling's mouth, "What kind of secret method is this? Is there a way to break it?"

  "Every word, every sentence is a secret technique of the Buddhist Dharma Heart Devil. It won't cause any harm to the body. No matter what your beliefs are, after this method is applied, everyone will become a devout Buddhist disciple. As for breaking it, I've only thought of one way, but there's only a small chance of success. If we fail...". Liang Tou'er hesitated for a moment, turned his head to look at Yue Xi who was still unconscious, seemingly aware that time was precious, and didn't wait for Ling to ask before continuing: "If we fail, it's possible that Yue Xi will be like this for the rest of her life. Brother Ling, think carefully about it. If we wait until after the spell is cast and Yue Xi wakes up, there really won't be any way to reverse it."

  It suddenly dawned on him that it was no wonder the Shaolin monks had given up pursuing the relics so readily, for not only had his words inspired them, but they had also been tricked here.

  "These damned bastards!" Ling's eyes were as cold as knives, and he spat out these four words with a clenched jaw and grinding teeth, his two fists crackling with rage, clearly furious to the extreme.

  Liang patted Ling's shoulder and sighed, "Monks have always been like this. You'd better make a decision soon."

  Her eyes were wide open, cold and calm to the extreme, but they seemed to be about to spout fire. "Even if there's only a 1% chance, I'll try it out. I won't let Yue Xi become someone who always has fake compassion on her lips. If we don't succeed in the end, Yue Xi will have a grave, and I won't let Shaolin off!"

  It seemed that Yue Xi had heard Ling's words, and her body, which had been still until now, slightly trembled. Su Feng, Ling, and Liang Zei all shuddered at the same time.

  Ke Yue Xi just trembled slightly and then fell silent. Ling Zhi Xiao knew that the longer they dragged it out, the more unfavorable it would be, so he hastily said to Liang Tou Er: "Do you have any methods? Quickly use them, or else it will be too late!"

  Liang Ze naturally wouldn't be unaware of this point, his face solemn as he looked at Sui Feng and said: "This Heart Demon Seed Great Technique was left behind by a high-ranking monk who had already entered the Pre-Heaven realm. Originally, there was no way to break it. Firstly, this isn't the ancient era, and the secret techniques of the Heart Demon Seed don't have their former power; secondly, we have no other choice, we must try. You possess Pre-Heaven inner strength within you, so your resistance to Pre-Heaven techniques should be far stronger than ours. This time's success or failure depends on you."

  It turns out that this kind of relationship with the Taoist heart is an unbreakable secret, and can only be overcome by one's own will. However, this was left behind by a pre-heavenly master, so its power is naturally extraordinary, and it would be impossible for Moon Evening alone to withstand it no matter what. Therefore, Liang Touzi thought of a plan, letting Su Feng and Moon Evening connect their spirits, and having Su Feng use the Taoist scriptures to resist the Buddhist scriptures' baptism, combining the strength of the two, perhaps they could withstand it.

  Time was pressing, and without thinking, he sat down cross-legged in front of Yuè Xī, calmly looking at Liáng Tōuér, "Brother Liáng, hurry up with the treatment."

  Liang Ze's eyes sparkled as he nodded, and with a swift motion, he grasped one of Su Feng's hands. With his dagger, he made five deep gashes on Su Feng's fingers, causing blood to flow out instantly. Su Feng didn't flinch from the pain, instead, he calmly looked at Liang Ze. Next, Liang Ze used the same method to slash open Yue Xi's jade-like hand as well. Finally, he joined Su Feng and Yue Xi's hands together, aligning even the wounds on their fingers.

  Then, from who-knows-where, he pulled out a red string and tightly bound their hands together. They say that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and apart from the pain of being cut, there was also an inexplicable strange feeling at the fingertips.

  "Focus your inner energy, hold onto the origin and guard the unity. Soon I will recite an incantation that will connect our minds through our fingertips and guide yours into Yue Xi's body. You will see her spiritual form, you must use the Buddhist scriptures to protect her completely, cannot let her mind be occupied by the Buddha." Liang Zei only briefly instructed two sentences before muttering to himself as he started reciting the incantation.

  Following the words of Liang Tuo, he gradually operated his inner vision, and at first, there was nothing unusual, just like his usual meditation. The meridians and internal breath in his body were clearly visible, but when Shui Feng had some doubts in his heart, he suddenly felt a dizziness.

  A chaotic murmur of incantations echoed in his ears, and with the wind, his entire consciousness became dull and hazy, unable to distinguish what those voices were.

  He tried several times to clear his mind, wanting to cooperate with Liang's incantation, but each time he only lasted for an extremely short moment before falling back into a daze. It wasn't until then that he suddenly realized that all he needed to do was go with the flow. From then on, he no longer resisted the dizzying incantation, and instead let his mind wander freely, drifting aimlessly.

  His consciousness gradually calmed down, gently and softly, like a cloud drifting with the wind. His sense of touch and hearing outside his body gradually disappeared, finally completely cutting off contact, as if he only lived in a world within his own heart. He forgot who he was, where he was, and even seemed to have forgotten all his previous memories.

  What is this place, why is it all dark? Who am I, and why am I wandering here?

  In the midst of this chaos, his consciousness drifted away from his body with the wind, heading towards Yue Xi's direction, but he himself was unaware.

  The gentle sound of water echoed in my ears, and it really felt like I was soaking in the water, moving forward with the flow. Suddenly, a faint light appeared in front of me, which couldn't illuminate the surrounding darkness but sparked hope. Where there is light, there is hope, and that place seemed like another world.

  What a process it is, just like the birth of life leaving the mother's body for the first time!

  Suddenly awakened by the wind, he regained consciousness, and in a daze, countless illusory and fragmented memories surged into his mind. In a haze, he only remembered white clouds... endless white clouds, and falling... long, long falls. Apart from this, there were also halos, sword shadows, and all sorts of trivial fragments.

  He hadn't even had time to savor the moment, when the light he saw earlier appeared before his eyes. It was indeed a door. A door that separated two worlds, but this particular door didn't separate life and death, rather it marked the boundary between him and Moon Evening's physical bodies.

  Ten fingers connected, this is the best way to convey heart and soul consciousness besides physical union. Through this light gate, with the wind, it's as if I've entered another strange world. After careful distinction, I finally understand that this is actually within Moon Evening's body. With the wind, I have now regained consciousness, although my movements are still not under my control, but my perception of the outside world has fully recovered. Also, somehow, every detail of Moon Evening's body, even some private parts, has fallen into my perception.

  Where has the wind gone through all this? For a moment, I was so suffocated that I wished I could cut off my own senses.

  Just as he was still in an awkward state and had not yet recovered his natural composure, the entire scene changed again. What entered his consciousness was no longer the state of Yue Xi's body, but a world full of golden light. Everywhere was filled with auspicious golden Buddha light, and all around were the sounds of celestial music like the waves of the ocean.

  Listening to this wonderful sound, it's as if something invisible is stirring your heart, and you really want to go take a look at the supreme blissful world described in Buddhist scriptures.

  "Where is this place?" The soft words were lost in the endless Buddha light, and except for these sounds of devotion, there was not a single sound.

  It's strange that Su Feng is no longer a formless consciousness here, but has instead taken on a physical form. Su Feng didn't care about this, but since he could take on a physical form, Yue Xi should also be able to, and Liang Tou Er had said that he would see Yue Xi's spirit body. The Buddhist chants in the surrounding area were getting louder and louder, if they didn't find Yue Xi soon, once the Buddhist sounds occupied the entire space, it might be too late.

  Not a moment can be delayed, hastily going to the center of this world with the wind. The more I walk, the more frightening it is. Those Buddha's names and Sanskrit chants are nothing, what's even more exaggerated is that there are all kinds of Bodhisattva and Arhat's virtual shadows freely shuttling in it. In front of me, one moment is a gloomy and terrifying white skull with a hint of ghostly energy, the next moment is a heavenly maiden with her robe untied, scattering flowers as she descends to the mortal world, a young man who has experienced all these things?

  Almost took a wrong step and strayed from the right path.