Chapter 92

In this land where plum blossoms and snow coexist, this small world breathes with his breath and pulses with his heartbeat. Everything here belongs to him.

Although this world is still small, it possesses a magical quality that transcends the five elements and the three realms. Even if all the seas and mountains were destroyed, this world could still exist independently.

If there is a weakness, it is that the current plum blossoms are still too weak. If he, the master of this world, were to die, this world would also fall. One could say that the greatest vulnerability of this land is Mei Xue herself.

"Mei Xue, do you like it here?" Mengmeng gently sat on the branch of the twin sal trees, her small feet swinging like a swing. Her tiny toes were bare, and her snow-white ankles gave the impression of a delicate work of art, with a delicate and adorable curve.

"Will she... really never come back?" Mei Xue answered a different question.

"Mom... is me..." Mengmeng looked at Mei Xue with some confusion. She had already said it more than once, but why didn't Mei Xue understand?

"No... you're still young... you won't understand." Mei Xue looked up at the endless sky. In this world, there were no endless storms or lightning, no mysterious immortal platforms, only soft white clouds floating freely, like dogs, like horses.

Because of this, for the people living in the seas and mountains, such a sky seemed completely unreal. This beautiful and comfortable scenery did not belong to the seas and mountains after the galaxy was shattered.

"Does Mei Xue not like Mengmeng?" Mengmeng's eyes were a bit red. For her, who had just been born, Mei Xue's current attitude was too cold.

To her, Mei Xue was the only one in the world, one of the creators of herself. As the spirit of the Classic of Mountains and Seas, she would be with Mei Xue forever, striving to realize her mother's ideals.

Mei Xue gently shook his head, and with a slight thought, a gentle breeze blew Mengmeng from the twin sal trees into his palm.

Sitting in Mei Xue's palm, Mengmeng looked even smaller, her slightly moist large eyes irresistibly endearing.

For Mei Xue, who already liked small animals, how could he not like Mengmeng now?

However, the pain of his first love had not yet completely faded. The image and smile of the Dragon with the Torch, who had just kissed him, still lingered in his mind, refusing to leave.

In fact, the soul fusion ceremony did not involve any direct physical intimacy. The Dragon with the Torch did not use any vulgar means. She simply embraced him, opening her mind and body to him completely.

In that instant, their thoughts merged completely, and their bodies and souls naturally combined, their spirits fusing.

It was an incredibly wondrous feeling. Perhaps because she had decided to return to her original form, the Dragon with the Torch did not hide anything.

She showed Mei Xue her wishes, the scenes she had seen, and everything she had experienced, without any reservation.

It was a very long, very long, very long story, so long that Mei Xue could only understand a small part of it. The rest was temporarily sealed deep within his spirit, waiting for the day he had the ability to interpret it.

Compared to the Dragon with the Torch's memories spanning millions of years, Mei Xue's memories were much simpler. During the soul fusion ceremony with Mei Xue, the Dragon with the Torch saw everything about him.

Not all of it was beautiful. There were also times in Mei Xue's life that he did not want to recall, moments he did not want to remember.

The time experienced in the soul fusion ceremony was not constant. For the Dragon with the Torch, whose lifespan was measured in millions of years, it was just a blink of an eye, but for Mei Xue, it felt like he had relived his entire life up to that point.

In other words, in that soul fusion ceremony, the Dragon with the Torch accompanied Mei Xue through all sixteen years of his life, from his first words to his first steps, from his first taste of love to his 999th heartbreak. She was with him through it all.

In the scenes of his memories, she was always with him, smiling to comfort him when he was down, standing by his side when he was lost.

Although she could not speak or touch him in Mei Xue's memories, she gradually broke down his defenses, bringing her heart closer to his.

By the end of the sixteenth year, when their times finally synchronized, she was the person who knew Mei Xue best in the world.

She knew his pain.

She knew his anxiety.

She knew that he had once strayed and almost fallen into darkness.

She knew that after his 999th heartbreak, he had made a great decision to cut all his emotional ties with the sword of wisdom.

So, she reached out her hand, embracing him tightly, conveying her warmth to him, and speaking her heart.

It was a simple three-word phrase that brought Mei Xue the greatest happiness.

"I love you."

It was a magical language, a declaration from the ancient times to the one she had chosen.

Such love transcended simple romantic feelings and elevated to a higher emotion.

Like a mother, like a sister, like a teacher, like a lover, the Dragon with the Torch gave Mei Xue everything he wanted.

It was the fruit of the time they spent together in the soul fusion ceremony, a sincere declaration without any falsehood.

That was the power of the soul fusion ceremony, a ritual that, even in the distant ancient times, was only performed by lovers who loved each other so much that they felt no need to hold anything back.

It was an embrace that Mei Xue would never forget, the fruit of happiness he gained after 999 heartbreaks.

The Dragon with the Torch loved Mei Xue, and Mei Xue also fell in love with her gentle outline. This was the miracle that occurred at the end of the world, the fruit of love that the Dragon with the Torch unintentionally achieved.

Perhaps even she did not expect that using the soul fusion ceremony would have such consequences. When she learned this ritual from the sage who repaired the world, she did not know the consequences of using it.

But she did not regret her choice.

Because the one who said "I love you" was herself, the Dragon with the Torch who once governed the sun, moon, stars, and the changing seasons.

So, Mengmeng was born, embodying all of the Dragon with the Torch's hopes and thoughts, a miracle created by her and Mei Xue together.

She would take her place, advancing and growing with Mei Xue, making this new world a great and eternal miracle.

Her fall was not the end, but the beginning, for Mei Xue and for her wishes.

However, she did not expect how much her departure would affect Mei Xue. It was the pain of happiness slipping through his fingers, the sorrow of the warmth he had longed for vanishing in his embrace.

Mei Xue sat dazed under the twin sal trees as a light rain began to fall from the sky, a rain from his heart.

"Mei Xue, don't be sad." Mengmeng wiped away Mei Xue's tears. She did not like this sad Mei Xue, and neither would her mother.

Mei Xue closed his eyes, and the Bodhi Wisdom Sword, representing great freedom and great wisdom, appeared in his hand.

With one stroke, he could erase this pain.

With one stroke, his heart would not feel such a tearing pain.

With one stroke, all his troubles would leave him.

Form is emptiness, emptiness is form. By understanding this, countless troubles would dissolve into nothingness, reaching a state of purity, neither increasing nor decreasing, neither being born nor dying.

For the first time, Mei Xue was so close to this state that he could open the door by cutting his thousandth emotional tie, his only successful love, with the Bodhi Wisdom Sword in his hand.

This time, it was a true letting go, different from the 999 failed emotional ties. The thousandth emotional tie was too perfect, too happy. If he could cut this thread, he would achieve great enlightenment, free from all dust.

With one stroke, he would transcend all emotional ties, needing no one to guide him into the Buddhist path, achieving great supernatural powers.

This was the revelation given to him by the Bodhi Wisdom Sword in his hand, the inspiration brought by the twin sal trees, real and true. Whether to strike or not was up to him.

In the whispers of the twin sal trees, two completely different paths appeared before him.

One path was paved with countless white lotuses emitting Buddhist light, where the blooming lotuses revealed countless wonders. Countless Buddhist chants echoed through the world.

It was the Heart Sutra, the essence of all Buddhist scriptures, which Mei Xue was familiar with but found even more profound at this moment, pointing directly to the source of wisdom.

"Contemplating the profound Prajna Paramita, the Bodhisattva perceives that the five aggregates are empty, thus transcending all suffering and distress..."

On the distant spiritual mountain in the west, all the Buddhist practitioners opened their eyes, staring in shock at the magnificent sun appearing in the sky.

There were two suns in the sky!

One was the sun after the galaxy was shattered, illuminating the seas and mountains.

The other was the sun made of countless golden lights, the supreme Buddha of the Buddhist world—the Great Sun Tathagata!

One by one, emaciated ascetics, almost devoid of life, emerged from the land of extinction, joining their hands in prayer to the Great Sun Tathagata in the sky.

"Amitabha."

"Our Buddha shall rise!"

The Buddha's shadow in the magnificent sun smiled and faced east.

The hint was too obvious, and all the Buddhist practitioners with any supernatural abilities understood the revealed heavenly secrets.

"There is a great opportunity for our Buddhist world in the Eastern Sea. Send our people to find it."

"Hurry, time waits for no one. We must not miss this opportunity."

"Master Huiguo also attained Buddhahood in the Eastern Sea. Could it be...?" Faced with this once-in-a-thousand-years opportunity for the Buddhist world, the practitioners, who had been suppressed by the Immortal Sect, were thoroughly沸腾了.

Only those ascetics who had reached the stage of closing their mouths, closing their eyes, and not hearing or seeing anything showed a hint of confusion, sensing another ancient presence.

Under the twin sal trees, Mei Xue opened his eyes again, looking at the two paths before him.

One was the unobstructed, true and real path of Buddhism.

The other... was in his palm, the small and adorable Mengmeng.

In the end, Mei Xue smiled wryly and swung the Bodhi Wisdom Sword in his hand.

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