Chapter 1 The Enlightenment

Soft golden light, like the winter sun, illuminated the night sky. Everyone in the area felt a warmth in their bodies and minds, and an inexplicable serenity smoothed their restless hearts.

The anger that had just risen in the hearts of Qiao Moke and the others dissipated like fleeting clouds.

Qin Honghai, Qiao Sheng, Abbot Guyue, Qiao Ci'er, and others who arrived later were also stunned like Qiao Moke, blankly watching the little figure dancing under the Bodhi tree, falling into a long silence.

"Enlightenment... enlightenment of the Dao..."

After a long, long time, someone finally woke up from the shock and let out an unspeakable groan.

A child who was only half a year old and had not yet come into contact with cultivation had actually achieved enlightenment.

Enlightenment of the Dao was by no means a flash of inspiration when breaking through a certain threshold in cultivation.

Only by capturing, comprehending, and even penetrating the mysteries of transcendence from the relics of predecessors or from heaven and earth could it be called 'enlightenment of the Dao.'

Many self-proclaimed enlightenments in the cultivation world could not be regarded as enlightenment at all.

"Innate talent... no, no, this is a miracle, a miracle."

A middle-aged Confucian scholar's lips蠕动, and his mind trembled.

No one knew how far back in the past, but in the known legends and history, there were countless heroes and geniuses who had created countless miracles.

But those seemingly numerous miracles were scattered across endless years.

Specifically, in each era, it was something that even tens of trillions of people might not produce, and being able to witness it with their own eyes made everyone, even the experts, feel a little overwhelmed.

"He, he..."

Abbot Guyue's hand holding the Buddhist beads trembled slightly. Feeling the all-encompassing Buddhist light, she suddenly shed tears for some reason.

Silently, they fell to the ground, and she even sat down cross-legged, as if she dared not stand taller than the little figure.

"Master."

Qiao Ci'er came back to her senses and landed with her teacher. Looking at her crying teacher, she was extremely shocked.

"Your younger brother will become a great Buddha? You should follow him, protect him, and not let anyone disturb him..."

Abbot Guyue put her hands together in front of her chest, tears streaming down, wetting her monk's robe:

"Unfortunately, I am old, and may not have the opportunity to see his Dharma, his Dao..."

Abbot Guyue cried and laughed, not knowing whether it was joy or sorrow.

A great Buddha...

Looking at the thin but inexplicably sacred figure under the Bodhi tree, surrounded by Buddhist light, Qiao Ci'er was momentarily lost.

"My son..."

Qiao Moke gradually came back to his senses, first glancing at Lin Boxun, who was wearing a guard's uniform under the tree, and a sense of crisis rose in his heart again.

After several encounters with danger, he had openly and honestly talked with the old nun Guyue, and learned many things from her that he had once thought were just legends.

He knew that beneath the calm world, there were unknown things.

His son was so outstanding that he might attract unspeakable dangers.

Since ancient times, those born with great luck have been accompanied by endless dangers and crises; this is tribulation.

"Da Zizai..."

As Da Zizai was suppressed, Lin Boxun gradually regained his sanity.

After the great ups and downs, his mind seemed to have undergone a transformation. Perhaps because of the soft golden light, he felt no resentment towards that Da Zizai in his heart.

Only a touch of apprehension.

Because all eyes were locked on him from all directions, including the most awe-inspiring Zhenhai King Qiao Moke...

He was so apprehensive that he even forgot to communicate with the 'system.'

Or perhaps he no longer trusted the 'Heart Demon System' as much as before? After a Da Zizai jumped out, who knew if another heart demon would jump out?

"This kid..."

In the space within the Bodhi tree, looking at the Buddhist light that had risen outside and Qiao Damo, who had fallen into a deep state of enlightenment, even Lan Ling Tong, who had just recovered from a life-and-death crisis, was shocked.

The '卍' character rune containing An Qisheng's many Dharmas and Daos was completely absorbed by this little fellow who was only half a year old...

Even if it was just absorbing and not being able to digest it completely, it was still an outrageously absurd thing beyond imagination.

Who was An Qisheng?

Lan Ling Tong, who had followed An Qisheng for many years, knew it very well.

His Dharma, his Dao, and his mind cultivation were all beyond his current realm.

Even it would not be able to easily absorb such complex Dao essence, this little fellow was too outrageous...

But with just a glance, its mind was once again focused on the Taiji Diagram, which was buzzing and constantly rotating in the inner space.

On the Taiji Diagram, which was rotating like a millstone, the two colors were constantly changing and intertwined, and a deep demonic intent could be faintly felt within.

That demon who called himself 'Da Zizai' was resisting and even eroding Mr. Monster by some means it could not understand at this time.

It wanted to help, but it couldn't get involved at all.

The Taiji millstone formed by the light of the mind could temporarily trap even that Da Zizai, how could it enter?

An Qisheng had not granted it permission to access the Primal Wisdom Light either.

"Mr. Monster..."

Lan Ling Tong was worried.

It did not have the seven emotions and six desires in the usual sense, but information life would also weigh the pros and cons.

Buzz~

In the seemingly non-existent buzzing, An Qisheng could no longer sense the little thoughts of the Tripartite Blue Spirit Boy.

In the mutual collision with the Da Zizai demonic shadow, he gradually captured some of the demon's memories, and one thing in particular attracted his attention.

"Supreme Heart Demon System? System? This vocabulary..."

An Qisheng murmured in his heart, but he had no time to pry further.

Because in the struggle to suppress Da Zizai, he was gradually becoming overwhelmed in the mutual collision. The power of the mind was not infinite, and he lacked a physical body and primordial spirit.

No matter how powerful the mind, it was like a mirage, existing and not existing.

If he did not have the experience of contending with the will of humanity in the Human Realm, he would not be able to suppress this Da Zizai demonic shadow at this time.

"Heart demons are immortal, and Zizai is eternal! Tree Spirit, even if you are born with a heart free of dust and as transparent as an immortal, you cannot suppress me!"

Sensing the gradual weakening of the 'Tree Spirit,' Da Zizai let out a delighted sneer.

The purity of this Tree Spirit's mind was a rare sight. It could be said to completely restrain his heart demon methods, but it would still weaken, while he would become stronger as his injuries healed.

If he could devour such a mind, his heart demon Dao would definitely make great progress, and it might even surpass its peak!

An Qisheng did not answer, but simply maintained the operation of the Taiji Diagram, responding to Da Zizai's struggle and counterattack.

At the same time, a ripple arose in his heart, from which a painting emerged.

Its color was translucent, its shape was dim, and it only had a few scattered points of light. Most of it was empty and dim, and a tall and stalwart divine general could be vaguely seen within.

It was precisely his 'True Spirit Throne Chart.'

"Mm?"

Sensing the subtle change, the Da Zizai demonic shadow was somewhat suspicious and suddenly realized that something was wrong. It seemed that another hand was tearing at its will.

"You actually refined your evil thoughts into an incarnation?! Are you not afraid of being taken over?! No, no, this, this is..."

Da Zizai's heart pounded wildly, as if he had seen a ghost.

He had seen similar methods in the 'Heart Demon System,' but, but those were methods that only existed in legends!

How could he?

Just a mere Tree Spirit?!

Buzz~

Da Zizai was shocked in his heart, but An Qisheng was extremely decisive. He communicated with his Bodhi incarnation through the True Spirit Throne Chart, and with a thought.

He had already separated Da Zizai and directly stuffed the more demonic side into the passage.

When his strength was insufficient, he directly released the pressure without hesitation.

......

The night wind howled.

On a desolate mountain outside Nanhua Dao, An Qisheng's Bodhi body sat quietly on a boulder, with six books with different auras placed in front of him:

"Dao, God, Buddha, Demon, Evil, Confucian... I have cultivated all six Daos, but it seems that I am still lacking something, unable to achieve perfection, and the Natal Spiritual Treasure cannot be condensed out..."

An Qisheng muttered to himself.

During his travels, he had obtained quite a few cultivation classics, and had already begun to cultivate, skipping the Qi Nourishment, Talisman Receiving, and Warm Nurturing realms in succession, and arriving at the moment of condensing his Natal Treasure.

It was just that this step was always lacking something, and he had not been able to cross it.

As he was pondering in his heart, a hiss that seemed to come from a very distant place rang out in his heart:

"You actually refined your evil thoughts into an incarnation?!"

"Da Zizai? Heart Demon? System?... Has it finally arrived?"

With a turn of his thoughts, An Qisheng had captured the information transmitted by the Bodhi Tree's main body, and his heart tightened, but there was a light in his eyes.

He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Ever since he had a feeling that day, he had been preparing for this moment. Although it came somewhat hurriedly, it was not without preparation.

His thoughts turned extremely quickly, and a flash of inspiration arose.

Among the strongest cultivation Daos in the Imperial Heaven Realm, he had only never obtained the 'Demon Dao.' The arrival of this demon might be able to break the current stalemate.

His thoughts turned only for a moment, and sensing that the demonic shadow had entered his heart, he replied calmly:

"What a precious treasure, it is just right for me to make my Natal Treasure..."

His words were calm and casual, but An Qisheng did not dare to be careless. He immediately closed his eyes, and with a thought, he drew the spiritual energy of the six Daos, 'Dao, God, Buddha, Demon, Evil, and Confucian,' from heaven and earth.

Cultivating spiritual energy was like testing poison with one's own body. Its dangers were self-evident, but its benefits were also great. With his realm and state of mind, the spiritual energy he could mobilize would exceed even the primordial spirit incarnation of that day's spirit travel.

With just a thought, this desolate mountain was enveloped by an extremely turbulent spiritual energy, directly scaring the rabbit into falling on its butt, almost dropping the cabbage it was holding into the mountain cliff.

"What happened?"

Staring at the desolate mountain, the rabbit was shocked. What surrounded the desolate mountain was not clouds and mist, but an extremely turbulent spiritual energy, and it was not just demonic energy!

It was as if a giant beast was opening its mouth on the mountaintop, like a vortex black hole, devouring the rolling spiritual energy dragons from all directions!

Huff!

Sip!

The spiritual energy surged in, and its range was constantly expanding.

Ten miles, a hundred miles, a thousand miles, ten thousand miles... It seemed that in just a few moments, the entire Nanhua Dao seemed to have risen.

The great commotion directly suppressed the Buddhist light of Linxi City.

Attracting unknown prying eyes.

Buzz!

The spiritual energy of the six Daos entered his body, but it was like six chains, tightly binding the Da Zizai demonic shadow that had been more than half severed!

The spiritual energy originated from heaven and earth, and An Qisheng had not refined it. Using this as isolation, the demonic shadow had first been severely injured, and then suppressed and divided, but it could not affect An Qisheng's emotions at all.

"You are a demonic thought, and I am a demonic shadow!"

In the clanging sound of chains, as if sensing the crisis, Da Zizai spoke like thunder, shaking his sea of ​​consciousness:

"What if we are born from the same body? How can one heart have two masters? Why not join forces with me, take over, kill the Tree Spirit, and become the original self?!"

His words contained endless temptation, doing everything possible to bewitch.

But he was still dragged into the dark sea of ​​consciousness by the spiritual energy of the six Daos, and was once again suppressed, angry and unwilling.

Looking at the seven-colored tree seed surrounded by gloom in the darkness, An Qisheng's mind was calm, and he slowly responded to Da Zizai's temptation:

"Without good and without evil is great evil, and the seven emotions and six desires are the original self! Whether good or evil comes is determined by me, who is the master and who is the guest?"