Revelation of the Way of Heaven

Chapter 244 The Wisdom Monk

"Crunch, crunch..." Clear footsteps echoed across the snow as the monk led the way, followed by Qin Xiaochuan and the others.

When Han Kexin asked the monk about the cause and effect of everything, the monk said he would take them to a place first, so he led the four of them there—a temple that looked like a small pyramid.

As they walked along, the five introduced themselves to each other. Qin Xiaochuan then learned that the monk's Dharma name was Huiseng, and he belonged to the Esoteric School of Buddhism. He had been staying in Kunlun Ruins for a long time, just to find an answer.

The temple was built of bluestone, which had obviously been weathered for a long time. Its exterior had long lost its sharp edges and become very smooth. Thick frost covered the surface, reflecting the pale sunlight. There was a pile of wood next to the temple. If you didn't look closely, you would think it was just an ordinary farmhouse.

Upon entering the temple, a profound sense of history immediately washes over you. The temple is dimly lit and lacks many amenities. Apart from an ancient stone tablet in the center, there are only the daily necessities of the monk Hui: a simple wooden bed, an iron pot, and a campfire. That's all.

Although the temple looked very simple, Qin Xiaochuan felt inexplicably comfortable when he stepped into it. He could feel that the spiritual energy here was exceptionally abundant.

The fire was lit in the open space in front of the stone tablet. The wood in the fire had burned down to charcoal. Several stone benches were placed beside the fire, obviously prepared for the group. After inviting them to sit on the benches, the wise monk went outside and brought in some wood to place on the charcoal. Then he cast a fire spell, and the flames instantly rose up, illuminating the temple and providing warmth for everyone.

The wise monk also sat down in front of the fire, put his hands together, chanted a Buddhist prayer, and said, "I know you have many questions. Before answering your questions, I want to tell you a story. This story is very long, and to explain it in detail, we must start with a myth." Before anyone else could answer, he began to slowly begin his tale.

In the beginning of chaos, there were no humans in this world, only various demons and ferocious beasts roaming around. After Nuwa created humans, in order for humans to survive, she banished the demons to the Buzhou Realm. Then came the era of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and this story begins with the famous Gonggong during the reign of Emperor Zhuanxu.

During the reign of Emperor Zhuanxu, there was a celestial ladder connecting heaven and earth, where humans and gods mingled. Humans could use the celestial ladder to reach the heavenly court, while gods could freely come to the mortal world to travel and enjoy themselves. At that time, the human race was mainly composed of the Wu tribe, who were inherently spiritual and could communicate directly with the heavenly court. As a result, many Wu tribe members cultivated their skills and acquired magical power that was comparable to that of the gods.

In his later years, Emperor Zhuanxu and Gonggong fought for power, launching a devastating war known as the War of the Gods. Many gods and witches were drawn into it. Gonggong was defeated and, in his rage, struck Buzhou Mountain, breaking the Buzhou boundary. This not only caused a great flood but also released the demon race that had been banished by Nuwa, thus creating the greatest disaster in human history.

This disaster not only turned the human world into a living hell, but also ripped a huge hole in the heavens, demonstrating the extent of its harm.

In the end, it was Nuwa herself who stepped in, refined stones to mend the sky, worked with humanity to control the floods, and drove the demons back to the Buzhou Realm, thus saving humanity from the brink of extinction.

When Emperor Zhuanxu saw how great the harm caused by the war between gods and humans was, in order to prevent such events from happening again, he ordered his grandsons Chonghe and Li to cut off the heavenly ladder and sever the communication between gods and humans. This is the famous story of severing the connection between heaven and earth. From that time on, the spiritual power of the Wu tribe gradually decreased, and its rule slowly declined. Finally, at the end of the Xia Dynasty, it was replaced by the human tribe.

At the same time, in order to prevent the demons in Buzhou Realm from making a comeback, Nuwa set up a new city called Crescent Moon City at the gap in Buzhou Realm that Gonggong had broken, and placed the immortal Blood Witch Clan in it to guard against the demons for generations.

Because the Blood Witch Clan was too powerful, in order to allow them to remain in Crescent City forever, restrictions and curses were specially placed on them, making them unsuitable for living in the human world, thus eliminating the hidden danger of the Blood Witch Clan posing a threat to the human world due to their great power.

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From then on, under the checks and balances of the Blood Witch Clan, the gods, humans, and demons did not interfere with each other, achieving a harmonious balance, and no more cataclysmic disasters occurred in the world.

"So this is the origin of the Blood Witch Clan. I've learned a lot." Qin Xiaochuan finally came to his senses and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

"And then?" Han Kexin asked casually. She already knew a little about these myths and histories, so she wasn't interested. What she wanted to know more about Xiao Yan was this.

The wise monk smiled slightly and said, "No rush, no rush, let me explain slowly."

From a young age, Hui Seng practiced Buddhism and supernatural powers within the Tantric tradition. During his first psychic experience, he saw himself meditating in the temple. The next day, he left the monastery and began a long journey as a wandering monk.

He met Xiao Yan during his travels, and the two hit it off immediately. He learned about the legend of Kunlun Ruins from Xiao Yan and suddenly felt that Kunlun Ruins was the place he was looking for, so he came here with Xiao Yan.

The two eventually found the temple in Kunlun Ruins. During their search, Xiao Yan also happened to save three bluebirds, who were the same three bluebirds that had brought Qin Xiaochuan and the others there.

"In this temple, the two learned the details of the ancient war of the gods," the wise monk said slowly. "At the same time, they also saw in a vision that one day in the future, the four of you would also come here. So Xiao Yan asked the bluebird to rescue you when you were in danger."

After hearing what the monk Hui said, Han Kexin didn't say anything, but just stared blankly into space.

Seeing Han Kexin remain silent, the monk Hui's expression suddenly turned serious. He solemnly said, "After that, we conducted several more remote viewings, but this time we saw something truly terrifying."

"What's wrong?" Qin Xiaochuan asked.

"The demon race will invade the human world again." The wise monk's eyes flickered, as if what he was talking about was happening right before his eyes.

"Huh?" Qin Xiaochuan stared at the monk in disbelief. He knew all too well how terrifying the demon race was. In ancient times, when the witch race was at its zenith, the invasion of the demon race was still able to wreak havoc on the world and almost wipe out humanity. Now, except for a few people, all humans have lost their spiritual power. How can they possibly deal with those powerful demon races?

Qin Xiaochuan dared not think about it any further and couldn't help but say, "If this really happened, wouldn't humanity face annihilation?"

"This is also what we are worried about," the monk Hui said in a deep voice. "So we then conducted several more remote viewings of the more distant future, hoping to see the ultimate fate of humanity."

"What was the result?" Qin Xiaochuan asked hurriedly.

The wise monk shook his head and said, "We've seen a ball of white light several times in a row."

"What does that mean?"

"We don't fully understand either, and we only dare to make two guesses. One of them is that the white light means that humanity has no future," said the monk, staring into Qin Xiaochuan's eyes.

"What's the other theory?" Qin Xiaochuan was clearly unwilling to believe the first theory.

"The white light represents the fog," said the wise monk.

Qin Xiaochuan didn't understand and frowned, asking, "Mist? What does that mean?"

After thinking for a moment, the wise monk said, "So-called destiny, in Buddhist terms, is nothing more than the manifestation of cause and effect. Life is like a script. When a person is born, the script is already written. And what a person does in this life, even what they think, seems to be controlled by themselves, but in reality, it is just being performed according to a predetermined script."

"So it was destined that you would come here on that day 20 years ago. This is the script. Because you planted the seed 20 years ago, and everything that is happening today is the result of the seed planted back then. The demon race's invasion again is also an inevitable result that will happen in the future, because the seed was planted a long, long time ago, and no one can change it."