Sword of the Nine Heavens, the Fall of the Gods

Having watched Journey to the West so many times, Chengfeng naturally knew that the Bodhisattva had boundless magical powers and was kind-hearted.

On the journey to obtain Buddhist scriptures, he helped the Monkey King many times and resolved various problems.

Now, she is his master and will definitely be able to help him through the difficult times.

"Master, I..."

Chengfeng struggled to stand up, but after being hit by Nezha, he became even weaker and even his voice seemed intermittent.

Bodhisattva Guanyin waved her hand gently, and a gentle force came, supporting his body and allowing him to sit up.

With a soft sigh, the Bodhisattva's words were filled with regret.

"My disciple! The Monkey King's golden cudgel has damaged your foundation. If you force it to be repaired, it will be very detrimental to your future practice."

"Master...Master, what do you mean?" Chengfeng took a deep breath and asked in confusion.

Bodhisattva Guanyin shook his head helplessly, "Disciple, if I forcibly repair your body, it will go against the will of heaven."

"You will also bear the condemnation of heaven and become neither human nor ghost. Your master does not want you to become like that."

Hearing this, Chengfeng felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him, and his words were filled with doubt and dissatisfaction.

"Master, are you saying that there is no hope for your disciple?"

"Yes!" The Bodhisattva nodded slightly.

I was originally looking forward to the great and powerful Bodhisattva Master being able to save me.

Unexpectedly, even she was powerless to do anything, and Chengfeng's face was full of disappointment.

Bodhisattva Guanyin sensed the gap in his heart and sighed helplessly:

"The law of nature is reincarnation, and cause and effect are fixed. Your calamity is destined, and it is also part of your cultivation."

"But you don't have to despair. Although this body can no longer continue to cultivate, your soul is still intact. Your master can help you reincarnate and cultivate again."

"Reincarnation and rebuilding?"

Chengfeng was stunned. He thought of many possibilities, but he didn't expect this to be the outcome.

Reincarnation means giving up everything now and starting over.

For a time traveler like me, it is almost equivalent to losing the advantage of rebirth.

"Exactly."

Bodhisattva Guanyin nodded and said, "Your foundation has been destroyed and your immortal bones have been broken."

"If I continue to stay in this body, even if I lie there for another five hundred years, I may not be able to fully recover."

"If I could be reincarnated, I would have the opportunity to start over, rebuild my foundation, and advance to a higher level."

"This..." Chengfeng fell into silence, with a feeling of unwillingness rising from deep in his heart.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Master, do you know the system?"

"System?" Guanyin Bodhisattva was stunned for a moment, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

Obviously, she was not familiar with the word "system" and had never heard of it.

The Bodhisattva frowned slightly and said, "I have never heard of this thing. Disciple, what are you referring to?"

Seeing the reaction of Guanyin Bodhisattva, Chengfeng's hope completely disappeared.

I thought that the master would know the function of Tongzi and could help repair it, but unexpectedly, she knew nothing about it.

Chengfeng shook his head weakly, "No...nothing! I just want to ask Master, do I have any other choice?"

Bodhisattva Guanyin sighed and looked quietly at the disciple who was following him, with a hint of pity and complexity in his eyes.

"My disciple! The choice is in your heart. You can choose to continue with this body and endure the pain of a damaged foundation, or you can choose to reincarnate and start over."

"No matter what, this is your path. Remember, only when you have no regrets in your heart can you see through the world and cultivate the great path."

Listening to the Bodhisattva Guanyin's teachings, Chengfeng gradually calmed down.

Now, Tongzi has collapsed, the Bodhisattva cannot save him, and this body he traveled through is useless. He can only lie here and wait to die.

If I were to stay here by force, I would have to lie there for five hundred years, which would be even more painful than death. It would be better to reincarnate and practice earlier.

After comprehensive consideration, Chengfeng finally nodded helplessly.

"Master! I am willing to reincarnate and cultivate again. However, I want to know how the Monkey King is doing now? Has he been suppressed by the Buddha?"

"Why are you still in the mood to ask him?"

Guanyin Bodhisattva was a little amused and shook her head gently.

"That demon monkey doesn't need the Buddha to intervene. He has been refined in the Eight Trigrams Furnace by Laojun. I think it won't be long before he disappears."

"That's where the performance ends?"

Cheng Feng exhaled weakly, "Master, I'm afraid that the Great Sage Equaling Heaven cannot be refined!"

Bodhisattva Guanyin had a complicated expression and sighed slightly: "My disciple, you have suffered so much, it is only natural for you to feel resentment in your heart."

"That demon monkey is causing chaos in the three realms. His crimes are unforgivable and he will be severely punished. Don't worry."

Cheng Feng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Master, I have no hatred in my heart, I am just curious. In my opinion, just let him go."

"Let him go?" Bodhisattva Guanyin was stunned, then nodded with a compassionate look on his face.

"My disciple, I am glad that you can let it go. But there are some things that I cannot control."

After a moment of silence, the Bodhisattva said, "My disciple, don't worry about that demon monkey anymore. I will guide you now. Reincarnate as soon as possible."

All hopes were shattered, Chengfeng could only nod and say nothing more.

The Bodhisattva waved her hand gently, and a crystal clear jade bead rose in the air.

The jade bead instantly burst into dazzling light, enveloping Chengfeng.

The light was soft and warm, like a pure land that embraced everything, and Chengfeng felt calm and peaceful.

"This is the Heart Purifying Pearl, which can cleanse all distractions and traumas from your soul."

Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara explained, "Under its guidance, you do not need to enter the underworld to reincarnate and can begin a new life."

Chengfeng closed his eyes, feeling the warm power, and his originally calm heart suddenly began to ripple.

The light of the Pure Heart Pearl became brighter and brighter, generating a powerful energy.

Chengfeng felt that his soul was being gently guided and gradually leaving his broken body.

"Master, after my reincarnation, will I still have memories of my past?"

At the critical moment, Chengfeng suddenly remembered this serious problem and asked hurriedly.

The Bodhisattva nodded. "You are a spirit, different from mortals. You will not lose your past memories."

"That's good!" Chengfeng finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lying in the clouds, I quietly felt that my soul and body seemed to be about to separate.

At this critical point, suddenly, Chengfeng felt that every cell in his body was throbbing.

The throbbing feeling became stronger and stronger, as if some huge monster was awakening deep in my consciousness.

The dazzling light that originally surrounded him suddenly dimmed.

In the center of the light, a deep darkness broke through a void crack and quickly swallowed up the surrounding light.

In the darkness, there seemed to be an invisible giant hand that suddenly grabbed his soul and pulled it into the depths of the dark.

"Ah!" Chengfeng was shocked, and his originally calm soul suddenly shook violently.

Chengfeng tried to struggle, but the dark power was so powerful that it was like an abyss, firmly sucking his soul and spirit, making it impossible for him to resist.

"not good!"

I only heard a cry of surprise from my master, and then I felt my soul falling into endless darkness.

Looking at the direction where Chengfeng's soul suddenly disappeared, Guanyin Bodhisattva's expression suddenly changed.

A trace of horror flashed across the originally compassionate and peaceful face.

During the confrontation, the Bodhisattva had already felt that the energy was distant and ancient, carrying a breath of destruction and devouring.

It was something I had never seen or heard of before, and it seemed to be a divine power coming from an unknown realm.

"Who are you?!" Guanyin Bodhisattva shouted sternly, with a look of unprecedented solemnity.

The Bodhisattva knew that this power was not something that ordinary demons and monsters could exert.

But it came from an unknown existence that even she had never touched.

"Hahaha..." A low laugh came from the depths of the darkness.

The voice was hoarse and deep, as if it had spanned countless time and space and eras, carrying an elusive mysterious meaning.

"Master Guanyin, this spirit is destined to be with me. I will take him to experience it and let him know the true meaning of time and space. Don't worry, I will send him to reincarnate when the time comes."

Hearing these words, Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara was astonished. That hoarse voice actually called him Master.

What's going on? When did I accept such a mysterious disciple?

"You...who are you?"

Bodhisattva Guanyin calmed down and asked in a serious tone, "Why do you call me Master?"

The voice in the darkness seemed to carry a hint of teasing, yet still respectful.

"Master, you don't need to know my true identity. When the time comes, everything will become clear."

"As for this spirit, it reincarnates with the memory of the previous life. Although it can possess wisdom and experience beyond ordinary people in a short period of time."

“But in the long run, it will constrain the mind and prevent him from understanding the true meaning of life and the mysteries of the universe.”

"Besides," the voice continued, "some memories are too heavy, too complicated, and are never a good thing."

“For a pure soul, forgetting the past and starting over with a pure heart will lead to a more glorious path.”

After these words were spoken, the Bodhisattva fell into deep thought.

This mysterious being didn't seem to have any ill intentions, and was clearly not an ordinary fairy.

His cognition and insights have far exceeded the scope of what I can understand.

What's more, the aura emanating from this power seems to come from the depths of the ancient unknown, full of unfathomable mystery and majesty.

"Where are you taking him?"

There was a hint of worry in the tone of Guanyin Bodhisattva, "Jin Tong is still my disciple, I don't want him to get hurt."

"He is me and I am him, how can I hurt myself?"

The voice in the darkness softened a little, "He will be fine. The disciple has gone."

The sound in the void became increasingly mysterious and distant, gradually disappearing at the end of the sky.

The Bodhisattva stood quietly above Yaochi with a frown on his face, wondering which disciple would have the strength to make him feel terrified and despair.

Chengfeng's soul struggled violently in the darkness.

However, that power was like an unbreakable shackle, imprisoning him in a chaotic and disordered darkness.

"Who are you? Why are you imprisoning me?"

In this unknown space, the soul could actually make sounds. Chengfeng was surprised and a little panicked.

The hoarse and low voice sounded again, with a certain calming power.

"You and I are from the same origin, so there is no need to be afraid. I brought you here so that you can see a wider world and understand what the true Tao is."

As the words fell, Chengfeng suddenly felt that his soul seemed to be lifted up by a strange force, slowly floating towards a certain point.

"Go, and feel the mystery that has never been touched."

In the darkness, the invisible giant hand exerted force suddenly, and Chengfeng's soul was instantly pulled into a deep dark abyss, and completely disappeared.

……

Late Han Dynasty, Songjiazhuang.

The last touch of orange in the sky disappeared, and a simple farmyard was shrouded in twilight.

In the center of the yard, there was a huge iron cage.

Inside the iron cage, a blurry figure was curled up quietly.

"Quack! Quack! Quack!"

A jackdaw spread its wings and took off from the old locust tree in the yard, and its mournful cry broke the silence of the night.

Chengfeng finally regained consciousness. He grabbed the bars on both sides of the iron cage with his hands and slowly climbed out of the cage.

After taking a few deep breaths and looking at the rusty iron cage in front of him, Chengfeng couldn't help but shook his head bitterly.

As far as I can remember, I had shown extraordinary strength since I was seven years old. This iron cage has been with me for eight years.

Every time the strange disease broke out, he would be locked in a cage, where he endured physical and mental torture.

To this day, I don’t know how many times I have been put in a cage.

Chengfeng's real name is Song Wei, and he is fifteen years old this year.

He is tall and straight, with a body like a nail that never bends. He has an outstanding appearance and extraordinary strength.

Logically speaking, at this age, it is almost time to talk about marriage.

However, he seemed to be possessed by a mysterious spell since childhood and contracted a strange disease.

When the strange disease breaks out, it's like being possessed by an evil spirit and losing the ability to control oneself.

When the strange disease breaks out, Chengfeng is like a wild beast trapped in a cage.

His face was red and his eyes were flashing with madness, like stars swallowed by darkness, no longer as clear and peaceful as before.

The body would jump up and down because it could not bear the pain, and the hands would constantly tear at the chest.

It looked as if he wanted to rip his chest open and dig out his heart in order to relieve the unbearable pain.

In this case, the pots, pans, and daily necessities in the home will inevitably be affected.

That horrific scene made the surrounding neighbors tremble with fear.

The neighbors all thought he was possessed by evil spirits. No one dared to approach him, let alone propose marriage to him.

In order to treat his son's illness, Song Liang spent a lot of money and consulted many doctors, but to no avail.

The disease will still break out when it is supposed to.

Every time I see my son jumping up and down in pain.

Song Liang regretted that he should not have drunk so much and went to the mysterious Sanshan Island to fish.

Song Liang had a bad temper and after his wife left him, he started drinking heavily.

His temperament also became strange, and he would often lose his temper with Chengfeng over trivial matters.

Over the years, Chengfeng's relationship with his father has not been good.

For Chengfeng, this iron cage became his only tool for healing.

"Dad! Open the cage. I am back to health."

Chengfeng took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of strange illness he had just experienced, and shouted towards the house.

However, apart from a few slight noises in the house, there was no familiar response from his father, only dead silence.