Great Wish

While Fei Yu and Wu Yu were stunned by those four words, Wei Yuan had already walked down from the altar. With a wave of his hand, the mountain wind moved, and the young Taoist walked on the wind, crossed the layers of rocks, and came to the top of the ancestral mountain outside Chaoge City.

Wei Yuan looked at Chaoge City from afar and sat down cross-legged.

This time, he did not put his palms on the rocks. A wisp of his soul consciousness had naturally penetrated into the ancestral vein, followed the trajectory of the rocks, and arrived at the empty altar in the belly of the mountain, and then rebuilt a temporary body with the spiritual energy of the mountain's earth veins.

The beast was originally resting, and when it sensed Wei Yuan's breath, its eyes lit up slightly and it jumped up.

It ran over with a sound like a war drum or a dragon's cry.

Wei Yuan reluctantly stretched out his hand to stop the beast, pressed the top of the dragon's head, and then looked forward and saw the Shang king Wu Yi sitting cross-legged there. It was not until he got closer that Wei Yuan realized that he was not sitting cross-legged on the ground at all.

Wu Yi had lost both feet, so he could only sit there.

The arm that looked like a tiger claw and a human figure had been cut off, leaving only the upper arm. The only intact limb was the left hand. The clothes that were originally dirty and muddy turned into a neat and clean white robe, which looked solemn and grand.

His back was straight, and he sat there steadily.

Wu Yi opened his eyes.

"You're here."

Wei Yuan's heart surged, and he bowed slightly. Then, without showing any regret or pity, he just smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

He lifted the hem of his Taoist robe slightly, sat opposite Wu Yi, and saw the Chaoge City painted three thousand years behind Wu Yi. He paused and said:

"The sacrifice will begin soon."

In the eyes of the Shang King opposite, there was a slight light in his dark, calm eyes.

......

"What did you say?!"

The old man exclaimed in a low voice, losing his usual calmness and composure.

Fei Yu and Wu Yu told the Grand Tutor what Wei Yuan said, especially the sentence that the main participant of the sacrifice this time was not him, but the Emperor God Wu Yi. The old Grand Tutor was absent-minded for a long time, as if he had lost the wisdom accumulated over the years, and paced back and forth quickly like a young man.

Then he decided to prepare immediately according to the specifications mentioned by Wei Yuan.

Fei Yu and Wu Yu quickly told the people who were offering sacrifices.

The grand sacrifice held every three hundred years was a tradition of the Shang people. Compared with ordinary sacrifices, there was only one difference, that is, the number of participants was far greater than that of ordinary sacrifices. Soon, the news was passed to Chaoge City, people who were working, old men who were sharpening weapons, children who were exercising hard, and women who were weaving and sewing at home.

They all put down their work, put on the cloth clothes that were only worn during sacrifices, and then appeared on the street, heading towards the ancestral vein with hope and desire.

......

Finally,

The sacrificial ceremony began.

Accompanied by the sound of heavy instruments and solemn prayers, when people danced, the slight vibration of their footsteps on the rocks and steps gathered together in thousands, even hundreds of thousands, like waves, even the two people inside the belly of the mountain could hear it clearly.

King Wu Yi of Shang lost consciousness, and his only intact palm gently slapped the ground.

His lips opened and closed, silently murmuring the poem of the sacrifice.

Wei Yuan said, "Let's go up too."

"The scenery up there is better, and the people of Chaoge City are also looking forward to seeing the Emperor God's demeanor."

Wu Yi did not answer. Wei Yuan smiled slightly and pressed his palm on the ground. Then the spiritual veins of the mountain surged, sending Wei Yuan's spirituality and Wu Yi, who was a true spirit, to the top of the mountain. At a place higher than the altar of the sacrifice, the rocks bulged and turned into a table.

Wei Yuan and Wu Yi sat on both sides.

Wei Yuan turned his back to Chaoge City.

So Wu Yi could see that city. The sun of this world slowly rose, and the sun fell on the city of Chaoge. The city walls, streets, and houses seemed to be shining, just like Wu Yi's three thousand years of dream. He looked absent-minded for a long time, and finally just smiled and murmured:

"Good, good."

"It's really good."

......

In the sacrificial procession, the old master was at the front.

Fei Yu and Wu Yu followed closely behind.

When they looked up, they saw the two people sitting opposite each other at the highest point of the ancestral vein, and felt the familiar, pure ghostly aura of Wu Yi sitting opposite Wei Yuan. The three of them were all stagnant in their thoughts, and then the old master was the first to react.

His palms were trembling slightly.

"The Emperor God, it's really the Emperor God..."

"The Emperor God is still here, they haven't abandoned Chaoge."

He straightened his clothes, as if he had returned to his youth, and shouted the name of the gods vigorously. Then, as if it was contagious, all the survivors of the Shang clan who came to participate in the sacrifice shouted the name of the Emperor God Wu Yi in unison.

Mixed with the solemn and heavy tunes of the chimes, it seemed to rush to the sky.

Wu Yu came back to his senses, his expression was still excited. He lowered his head and asked the selected little girl next to him to hold the bouquet outside Chaoge City to send it to the ghosts and gods. In the magnificent sacrificial tune, the little girl in white clothes held a bouquet of flowers and walked up step by step.

Wu Yi's body suddenly emitted a white light, covering his legs and arms.

The little girl was still a little confused, and didn't quite understand why the adults were so excited. She was working before, helping her mother cut the vegetables planted in the yard with a sickle. If you only eat the leaves, the roots will be left in the ground and will grow again after a while.

She looked at Wu Yi and felt a little curious in her heart. Is this a ghost?

It seems different from the one in the article and poem.

When the melody of the sacrifice became melodious, she remembered what she was doing here. She hurriedly raised the flowers grown in Chaoge City in her hand and handed them to Wu Yi with both hands. The latter sat upright and stable, with his broken right arm supporting the stone table, and stretched out his intact left arm to take the flowers.

The little girl only noticed at this time that she came too hurriedly.

There was still some dirt on her palm.

She was a little scared and worried, but the ghost didn't care about it. The young Taoist priest on the opposite side just smiled, dispelling the little girl's worries. Wu Yi looked at the child, saw the doubt in her eyes just now, and asked: "What's wrong?"

"Ah, nothing, nothing..."

The little girl shook her head, hesitated, and said:

"I just feel that you don't look like the emperor god in the legend..."

"Not that high, not that far."

She thought about it, smiled and said: "Just like the uncle you meet on the roadside."

Wu Yi was stagnant for a long time. Just when the child wondered if she had said something wrong, she heard a gentle voice: "Well, it's true, I'm just a person."

Wu Yi put the flowers on the table.

He stretched out the last complete human arm.

He placed it on the child's head and paused.

Then he carefully and gently put it down, rubbed the child's hair, felt the softness of the hair, felt the warmth of the flesh and blood, and from then on, there was no more distracting thoughts and madness in the king's heart, only calm and gentle peace, as if he had found his home.

Three thousand years of journey, after all, is meaningful.

He whispered: "Thank you."

......

The child walked down the mountain with unbelievable joy and excitement.

The light on Wu Yi's body faded a little, he looked up at the distant Chaoge City, and after a long time he retracted his gaze. There were two bronze wine vessels and a square tripod wine vessel on the table, which were used for sacrifices in Chaoge City for generations, and were older than the one in Wei Yuan Museum.

He looked at Wei Yuan and finally asked: "Who are you and where are you from?"

Wei Yuan knew long ago that the claim of a mountain spirit could not deceive the Shang king.

Smiling, he replied, "From my hometown."

Wu Yi didn't seem surprised and said, "...I see."

"It seems that the descendants of Yanhuang and Miao are still alive and well."

Wu Yi poured himself a glass of wine, looked at the amber liquid, and said, "So, what is Shenzhou like now? How prosperous is it?"

He looked at Chaoge City and asked again, "Do people still need to fight with wild beasts to survive? Do they still have to worry about natural disasters and man-made disasters, droughts and tidal disasters? Will there still be foreign tribes invading Shenzhou?"

Wei Yuan thought about it and replied, "No longer necessary."

"No longer necessary?"

"Well, today's human beings are Shenzhou, or in other words, the strongest race in the world."

Wei Yuan sat here, and opposite the small table was the ancestor of the Chinese who lived more than 3,000 years ago.

It turns out that this small stone table is 3,000 years old.

The old friend asked, are you okay...

And the present person answered.

Answer like this -

Shenzhou is safe.

Wei Yuan looked gentle and answered: "Some of those ferocious beasts still need people to take the initiative to protect them to prevent them from being completely extinct."

"As for natural disasters and man-made disasters, there are definitely still some, but we already have the power to fight these disasters. When it's dry, we can artificially rain, and there are water conservancy projects to adjust the water level, so floods are not as frequent as in the past."

"You can reach the moon in the sky and catch turtles in the five oceans."

"As for the four barbarians, there are always some."

"But now Shenzhou still stands at the top of the world, not afraid of any country or force."

Wu Yi was a little distracted when he heard it, and finally said: It seems that the monks of Shenzhou have done a good job. "

"This is not created by monks."

The young Taoist raised his head slightly and replied with a smile:

"This is a legend created by ordinary people."

......

This sentence seemed to have a greater impact on the king of the God Era than everything he had said before. Wu Yi murmured for a long time before saying:

"That's right."

"I thought that King Yu was making a fuss when he exiled the strange beasts from the mountains and seas."

"I think that even if there are some fierce beasts, our human race can still occupy the human world. But now I know that I can't see as far as King Yu and the others. The beasts are brutal and powerful. If we coexist with them, we will have to pay a high price even if we survive. "

"Not to mention those races that are like humans but not humans."

"King Yu made that decision after seeing the era dominated by humans."

"That's amazing."

Wu Yi shook his head, and a look of relief appeared on his face: "However, since you are from my hometown, and since you have developed to that level, then I can give Chaoge City to you for help. I feel relieved enough. "

Wei Yuan said: "Your Majesty, don't you want to go and see Chaoge and Shenzhou in person?"

Wu Yi said calmly: "I have reached my limit. After today, there will be no Wu Yi."

Wei Yuan said:

"Then, what if I say that I have another way to let you survive, Your Majesty?"

Wu Yi looked at Wei Yuan: "What?"

Wei Yuan opened his palm, and a trace of golden Buddha light overflowed. In the void, it turned into a Buddhist scripture in the language of this era, which cut off most of the Buddhist teachings, leaving only a simple wish to strengthen the existence of oneself with the feedback of the wish from the heaven and earth.

You can even make a wish that will never be fulfilled.

Then, as long as this wish exists for one day.

The self-existence associated with this wish will also exist for one day.

This is a way to take a side path and try to live as long as the sky. Of course, it is also extremely difficult to do this. It requires great perseverance and determination. When Wei Yuan demonstrated the Buddhist method of becoming a god through the power of will, the monks of Chaoge City who received the relics from Fei Yu and Wu Yu opened their palms one by one and held the relics.

They stimulated with their own blood and magic power.

So the Pure Land Sect's relics lit up one by one.

The faint Buddha light was emitted, like light dust, slowly rising upwards, and the dazzling light directly enveloped the entire ancestral vein, like a dream, and this move was also extremely extravagant. Wu Yi looked at the second way given by Wei Yuan, but just smiled and shook his head.

Wei Yuan said: "Your Majesty, do you think this path is not yours?"

Wu Yi did not say whether he thought it was his or hers, but only commented: "It is a very tricky method to use the so-called great wish as an obsession and then let yourself exist in this world."

He filled the wine jar, held the bronze cup, paused, and smiled:

"But, the ancestors go to protect their children."

"The king goes to protect his people."

"Does this require any obsession?"

Wei Yuan was speechless.

Wu Yi held the bronze jug with his intact hand, feeling the touch of his palm touching the lines on the bronze jug, then he raised the bronze jug and murmured to Chaoge City and the people under the mountain:

"Look, Chaoge City, how beautiful it is."

"I moved the capital of our ancestors here. We chiseled stones from the mountains and moved them down to make city walls. We cut down trees and reclaimed wasteland. We brought rivers to irrigate farmland. At night, the sky was full of stars. This is the scenery..."

Wu Yi closed his eyes.

Bit by bit, the golden Buddha light slowly rose against the sky and earth.

It was vast and magnificent, as if he had returned to the past, when he looked at the people and the world who were offering sacrifices, when he had healthy hands and feet, when he was healthy and strong, and looked at the distant world with ambition to break the blind obedience to God.

At that time...

Everyone was there.

Wu Yi listened to the solemn prayer and smiled. The world and Chaoge City were reflected in the wine glass, as if all his past was put into the glass. He raised the bronze cup and drank the wine in the cup, muttering with satisfaction: "Sacrificial wine, how long have I not drunk it..."

"It is really good wine."

Dang!

A crisp sound.

Wei Yuan turned his head and saw the bronze cup fell to the ground, and the wine flowed out.

King Wu Yi of Shang, who shot the sky and killed the gods, stayed in the world for three thousand years, completed all his duties in this life, and welcomed the end with the most calm attitude.

Wei Yuan opened his mouth, but was speechless.

Then, he saw the golden Buddha light diffused throughout the world, after stagnating, suddenly surging and boiling, the Buddha light was burning violently in an unprecedented way, grand and magnificent, dazzling.

Wu Yi said that he had no obsession, he said that he had no great wish.

However, the persistence that is really deliberately expressed must be announced to all living beings in the world.

How can it be considered a great wish?

Great wishes are speechless.

Wei Yuan felt the light behind him light up layer by layer. He picked up the wine glass and touched it with the fallen wine cup next to him. The sound was crisp, and then he drank lightly. Now, the people who were still offering sacrifices suddenly noticed something, turned their heads and looked, and exclaimed, seeing a trace of light falling on the Chaoge City, which had been a little shabby after three thousand years.

So it was just as Wu Yi said.

The light kept weaving and turned into tall city walls and quaint houses. It was just an illusion, but at this moment, Chaoge City spanned thousands of years and came from Wu Yi's dream to reality. People came and went in it, prosperous and lively, with rich faces.

There were ten miles of flowers outside the city.

The little girl who had sent flowers earlier was looking far away on the top of the mountain. She stared at this incredible scene with wide eyes like everyone else. Suddenly, she blinked and saw a figure slowly going away in the white flowers outside the city.

She subconsciously reached out to the man and shouted loudly: "Where are you going?"

Her voice was mixed in the exclamations of the people and the noise, and almost no one could notice it.

But the man heard it and paused.

Turning around, it seemed like the god with a gentle tone just now, but younger, more powerful, with light in his eyes. The little girl was stunned. She shouted loudly, and the man smiled and waved at her, turned his head, and walked into the dream of Chaoge step by step.

You walked for a long, long time.

You walked through mountains, water, and the ten miles of flowers outside Chaoge City.

You also walked through three thousand years.

When your descendants walk here, will they also meet you?

...

Wei Yuan quietly watched the dreamlike scene dissipate, and suddenly felt the burning heat in his arms. He lowered his head and saw that the two relics were emitting burning heat. They were the Zen relics given to him by Yuanjue. Wei Yuan was silent for a while, watching the Buddha light surging in the sky and earth.

Some of the golden light surged towards him.

This is because the Pure Land Sect relics obtained are the true Buddhist merits, which are purer and more vast than all the merits stored in the Buddhist world. These powers fell into Wei Yuan's hands, and instinctively flowed into his spirituality, turning into his foundation and cleansing his soul.

Wei Yuan put down the bronze cup.

After a long silence, he tapped the void with his fingers.

Every time he tapped, a breath of energy emanated from his body.

Finally, he shook all the merits of Buddhism out of his body, exhaled a breath of alcohol, and said:

"It is indeed good wine."

Wei Yuan stood up, as if he was drunk, and staggered slightly. He pointed at the void, and forcibly dipped these pure merits of Buddhism into ink, and then put his pen into the void, using the heaven and earth as talisman paper to draw talismans, but what he wrote was the way of Buddhism. He learned the brushstrokes of "Medicine Master Lapis Lazuli Light Tathagata Original Vow Merit Sutra" and put down his pen.

Although Wu Yi felt that he had no obsessions and great wishes.

But Wei Yuan felt that he still had reluctance and regrets in his heart, and there was still a trace of obsession. He was entangled in his heart, and simply laughed at himself.

"I am originally a layman, so I don't care about any cause and effect."

"Be vulgar if you want to be vulgar."

Although Buddhism is vast, the original wish of Medicine Master is written as, I wish I will be a Bodhi in my next life.

Wei Yuan's writing is the opposite of theirs.

"May you attain Bodhi in your next life..."

After a pause, Wei Yuan recalled the contents of the scripture and said to himself, "You probably don't like it, it's so serious." He shook his head and erased the words. After a pause, he smiled and re-manipulated the merits of Buddhism in a simple and plain tone that could make the Buddhas jump in anger:

"Then..."

"May you be able to see the blue sky every day in your next life."

"May you be able to see Chaoge City as you wish in your next life."

"May you be able to unload the burden of the king in your next life and live as an ordinary person. Life in this world is colorful enough, and I think it will not disappoint you."

Wei Yuan slowly raised his hand. The vast merits turned into three great wishes, but did not bring any benefits to Wei Yuan. He put his slightly trembling right hand behind his back and watched the three great wishes fly out and sweep towards the sky and earth.

Wu Yi's true spirit has been tempered by the years, and it is enough to support reincarnation.

You and I, see you again someday.

"Finally, there is still a little mess..."

The surrounding aura is vast, Wei Yuan raised his hand, and the Heavenly Fate Red Talisman on the back of his right hand slowly lit up.

He forced the power left by Wu Yi to connect to the spiritual vein of the Chaoge ancestral vein, and then accommodated the remaining Buddha light of the relic, with the Heavenly Fate Red Talisman as the overall plan and the Taiping Essential Technique as the core. Above this Chaoge City, a similar talisman formation was set up in imitation of the Heavenly Court of Shenzhou in the human world.

The Chaoge City slowly floated into the air and stabilized between heaven and earth.

This is far from being comparable to the Heavenly Court made by Zhang Daoling, but with the power left by Wu Yi as the core, it still barely stabilized the prototype. At this time, a spell is needed as the core to stabilize this talisman formation. Wei Yuan was silent for a while and chose the simplest and most basic spell that must be mastered by the Taoist sect.

Protective spell.

After doing all this, Wei Yuan felt a little exhausted.

He walked down the mountain. The little girl who had sent flowers earlier relied on her small body to squeeze in the crowd. She ran to Wei Yuan earlier than Fei Yu and others, and said anxiously:

"Lord Mountain God, Emperor God, Emperor God is gone, where did he go? You find him back..."

Wei Yuan was startled, stretched out his hand to touch the child's hair, and said gently:

"He, he just fell asleep."

"He is very tired and wants to rest."

The little girl was not very old, and said sadly:

"Does he want us?"

Wei Yuan half squatted down and said, "How could it be?"

He stretched out his hand, took the little girl's palm, and wrote the protective spell in her palm again, and whispered: "Remember this spell, just recite it, no matter where, no matter when."

He paused and smiled:

"Your king will definitely come to protect you."