#925 - Neither Being nor Non-Being (IX)
Soon, Wei Changtian and the others stood at the foot of the massive Shakyamuni Buddha statue.
The entire Grand Hall had already been reduced to ruins in the previous battle, with only this Buddha statue still standing in its original place.
However, compared to its golden appearance just now, there were already many damaged areas on its body, indicating that the energy of the entire illusion array was indeed approaching its limit.
“Husband.”
Looking up at the Buddha statue, Yang Liushi asked softly, “Is this the array's core?”
“Yes, as long as it is destroyed, this array will collapse along with it.”
Wei Changtian nodded: “I used all my strength just now but couldn’t do it, but now with you added, it should be no problem.”
“Okay, then shall we try now?”
“Wait, I just remembered something”
Wei Changtian suddenly waved his hand, looked around, and then directly shouted:
“Puxuan!”
“...”
The change in address from “Bald donkey” to “Puxuan” reflected Wei Changtian’s change in attitude towards Puxuan.
And as the air twisted for a moment, the latter reappeared in front of him.
“Young Master Wei”
His figure changed from illusory to solid, and Puxuan didn't have any wounds on his body, but his extremely tired face proved that he probably didn't have much “energy” left either.
“This is my wife, she arrived in time to save me just now.”
Seeing Puxuan's gaze fall on Yang Liushi and Gu Pan'er, Wei Changtian pointed to the two women and briefly introduced them:
“This is Miss Gu, she is my cough, friend.”
“Madam, Miss Gu.”
Nodding to the two women, Puxuan didn't have any gossipy thoughts, just glanced at the tall Buddha statue with some emotion, and sighed softly:
“Young Master Wei, it seems you successfully exited the array just now.”
“Now that this array is on the verge of collapse, you should be able to break the array with a few more attempts.”
“I am.”
“Neither existent nor nonexistent, separated from birth and death.”
“If there is no birth, there is no death; because there is no birth, there is no death.”
“Since I was never meant to exist, then I should return to stillness.”
“Young Master Wei, you don’t have to feel sorry for this monk.”
“Dissipating along with the array is not death for this monk, but life...”
What is neither existent nor nonexistent, what is separated from birth and death.
Wei Changtian didn't understand most of what Puxuan said, but he did understand the last sentence.
Dissipating along with the array is not death, but life.
“Okay, then I’ll do it now.”
Taking a deep look at Puxuan, Wei Changtian drew out the Longquan Sword with a “clang” and turned to face the golden Buddha.
But just before he swung his sword, he suddenly asked:
“Do you have any words you want me to pass on to someone else? Anyone will do.”
“...”
Puxuan's cassock trembled slightly, and he was stunned for a moment after hearing this.
He was just an illusory person, where would he have any relatives or friends?
But Wei Changtian asked him if he had any last words.
Then these last words could only be left for the old beggar named Guankong.
“In that case... then please give him a message.”
Looking at Wei Changtian who had turned his head, Puxuan didn't specify who “he” was, but both of them knew very well.
Then, he softly spoke his last words.
“The strengths of all schools are difficult to integrate into one; if you can’t let go, you can’t attain.”
“...”
If you can’t let go, you can’t attain.
Listening to this “last words” full of Buddhist aura, Wei Changtian didn't say much.
He just nodded, then turned to look at Yang Liushi.
Although the latter had been confused all along, she understood the meaning of this look, and as her inner energy surged, a huge fox demon phantom slowly emerged behind her.
At this moment, Wei Changtian also raised the Longquan in his hand.
In Puxuan's and Gu Pan'er's eyes, one calm and the other astonished, and under the illumination of the moon, real or fake, above their heads, the two took a step forward and stood before the seemingly trembling Buddha statue.
The next moment, a dazzling silver-white light burst forth, and the sword dragon composed of three thousand long swords and the snow-white fox demon phantom rushed towards the giant Buddha.
“Boom!!!”
When the first loud noise rolled across the sky above Linchuan City, even the stars in the sky seemed to tremble.
Countless people panicked and looked in one direction, their eyes filled with confusion and fear.
In the eyes of most people, this should be another commotion caused by Wei Changtian.
Of course, that was also correct.
It was just that probably no one could have imagined what exactly had happened at Yun'an Temple...
“Wha-, what’s going on?!”
“How, how did Yun’an Temple become like this?!”
“It’s, it’s a ghost...”
Near Yun'an Temple, on several streets a little closer to the “epicenter”, everyone who could see a corner of Yun'an Temple was stunned in place.
Because just now, this only Buddhist temple within Linchuan Prefecture had disappeared from under their noses in just a few breaths!
Not destroyed, but like a fleeting bubble, it turned into countless points of light, and then completely disappeared into the night.
The tall temple walls, the imposing temple plaque, the towering ancient locust trees tied with red silk, the gilded temple roof... everything about Yun'an Temple was gone, leaving only an empty expanse of yellow earth and several black stone pillars.
Without a doubt, no one had ever seen such an inconceivable scene, so many people even thought they were seeing things.
After all, who would have thought that this ancient temple that had stood in Linchuan City for three hundred years was actually fake?
“Young, Young Master Wei”
Standing beside Wei Changtian, Gu Pan'er subconsciously grabbed the corner of the former's clothes.
Although Yang Liushi had long told Gu Pan'er that Yun'an Temple was an illusion array, when she saw all this with her own eyes, a huge wave inevitably arose in her heart.
Looking at the copper coins and incense ash scattered on the ground, looking at the rows of white bones lying everywhere, looking at the Buddhist banners and magical artifacts buried in the soil... a picture suddenly flashed in Gu Pan'er's mind.
She seemed to see people kneeling and burning incense on this empty yellow earth, their expressions pious.
And not far away, were the scattered bones of those who had perhaps discovered the anomaly of Yun'an Temple during these three hundred years...
Trembling and biting her lip tightly, no matter how hard Gu Pan'er tried, she found it difficult to control the fear in her heart at this moment.
However, Wei Changtian and Yang Liushi were much better.
Both of them were initially a little surprised, but they quickly calmed down and turned to look at the place where Puxuan had been standing.
Without a doubt, it was already empty, with only a wisp of green smoke rising with the wind.
This wisp of green smoke was very faint, and seemed to be wrapped in a faint golden light.
It circled in place, and then floated higher and higher, heading towards the real moon in the night sky that it had seen for the first time in three hundred years.
Three hundred years passed in an instant.
Three thousand glories, but a handful of yellow sand.
