Chapter 421: The Power of the Holy Way
Brilliant white light burst out from Tian's father's body, vast and boundless, like the rising sun!

Let the morning light suddenly become as hot as noon, spreading from Mo City and covering an area of ​​thousands of miles!

The boundless dark clouds evolved behind Mo Jian, and the Shura Hell in this brilliance was like ice and snow melting in the early spring breeze. The majestic palace built with human skin and flesh turned into powder, the hideous-looking Yaksha Judge turned into ashes, and layer after layer of hell disappeared, from the Yellow Springs to the Copper Bridge of Karma Fire.

"Those who live in the world belong to the world, and those who live in the netherworld belong to the netherworld."

A pillar of light that penetrated the sky and the earth burst out from Tian's father, covering the entire Mo City and radiating to the six-ring mechanical city not far away.

Pure scorching light descended from the sky, brighter than the star-like ground lamps that bloomed to their extreme. Under the light, the boundless fog dissipated, and the demons and evil spirits hidden in the fog did not dare to resist at all, and turned into flying fireflies and fled away. Any demons and evil spirits that hesitated for a moment turned into smoke and dissipated in the moment they were covered by the scorching sunlight.

The light formed an incomparable giant hand, and directly pulled back the Six-Ring City that had fallen into the dark from the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

In the center of the Imaginary Number Tree, on the huge golden wheel, the Gongshu brothers who were fighting each other looked in the direction of Mo City at the same time. Even they couldn't help squinting their eyes under the scorching light.

They saw a bridge standing in a bright white glow. The bridge connected the earth to the sky, running parallel to the sun, moon and stars. It was so illusory and mysterious that even people like them could only look up at it.

There was a man on the bridge, wearing a coarse linen shirt with tight cuffs, holding a pair of tortoise-shell glasses that he had just taken off, and his long black hair was flying, tied with a blue cloth strip.

As if noticing Gongshu Ting's gaze, Tian's father nodded slightly, "Brother Gongshu, we have been neighbors for a hundred years. Please take care of the Mohist school in the future. I will go ahead."

On the golden disc, Gongshu Ting was silent for a while. Although he, Tian Fu and Zhou Tieyi deduced the Mingyue system and even deduced a little bit of the Big Sun based on the Mingyue method, Tian Fu also got a chance to become a saint.

But walking directly onto this bridge representing the holy throne without any preparation would be tantamount to committing suicide, so Tian's father told Gongshu Ting to go first. This was a new beginning for Tian's father's journey and also the end of his life.

After a period of silence, Gongshu Ting said in a voice that was half lonely and half congratulatory, "I have never paid much attention to the Mohist doctrine of universal love. Today, Brother Dao is unrivaled in the world and should be the first person after the Holy Emperor!"

Mr. Tian continued to walk forward. The bridge in front of him seemed illusory and not solid enough, so much so that he himself gradually melted into the vast sunlight.

Although he was very close to Tian's father, Mo Jian felt that his teacher was getting farther and farther away. He took two steps forward anxiously, wanting to catch Tian's father in front of him.

However, the path of a sage will not be contaminated by the mundane world. Even though Mo Jian was the best in the world, when he reached out to grab Tian's father, his palm actually melted into the light faster than Tian's father's.

However, before Mo Jian could completely dissolve, Tian's father gently pushed Mo Jian off the bridge to heaven formed by the sage's path. Time and space changed in an instant, and Mo Jian could feel that he was teleported thousands of miles away. Even other first-grade masters could not lock his position at this time.

"teacher!"

At this time, Mo Jian's facial features were no longer calm, but twisted and ferocious, and he roared in a painful voice.

He thought that he would lose, and even thought that the teacher would clear the room with a sad look on his face, but he never thought that Tian's father would win in this way!

Father Tian was not a saint after all. He turned around and looked at the disciple who had followed him since childhood and served him for a hundred years. He said with a very sighing tone, "Your way is not wrong, at least I don't think it is wrong, but I think your way is like 'universal love', which is not perfect in itself. Just like you said, it is not enough to influence the world with love, and it may not be enough to restrain the world with fear of the netherworld. If one day you can walk both paths at the same time, perhaps you can be the true Mohist way. Unfortunately, I don't have time to teach you anymore, but I can demonstrate my holy way to you again."

He turned around, with his back to Mo Jian, and continued forward. The sunlight ignited from Mo City, traveling thousands of miles in a breath, straight into the underworld.

In the netherworld, the light of the Holy Way bloomed from the moon, a hundred times more powerful than the previous moonlight!
The eight moon phases shine like pillars of light that reach the sky; one end of the pillar is connected to the Holy Path that is like the sun and the moon in the sky, while the other end sweeps toward the netherworld.

Zhou Tieyi, who was flying up like a galaxy, turned his head and looked down at the huge open mouth. There was boundless evil and endless suffering in the huge mouth. The Wangchuan fish-snake that was biting towards him, the snake body that was as majestic as a mountain range was no longer majestic in his eyes, just like a person looking down at the winding earth from a height of thousands of miles above.

He stretched out his hand and a bright moonlight column fell into his hand. The next moment, he swung the light column in his hand like a spear and shot it into the huge mouth of the snake fish. When the true light of the sun gathered in his hand, Zhou Tieyi understood why the saints could be like the sun and the moon in the sky and dominate the world, because under this light, no matter it was matter, energy or rules, it could be cut off or penetrated by a single blow.

The whole world is nothing but a canvas in his eyes. With a light touch, everything turns to ashes!

An irrational beam of light pierced through the snake-fish's gaping mouth at an irrational speed. The skeletal hand that stretched out from the mouth melted away, and all the death and resentment disappeared into ashes. The snake's head was nailed to the ground, and the snake's body, which was dozens of miles long and winding like the River of Oblivion, twisted in pain. The beam of light penetrated through, and even the underworld trembled violently. A white mark was drawn on time and space, and even the space could not recover for a while, and the entire white mark melted away!

What was even more terrifying was that after the beam of light penetrated the Wangchuan snake fish, it did not slow down, piercing through the Wangchuan River, causing the blood-red water to surge wildly and flood, covering an area of ​​ten miles! It swallowed up countless dry bones, evil spirits, and demons gathered around it. These demons sank in the blood-red river, and their pain, wailing, and despair turned into strength to supply the Wangchuan snake fish again, wanting to help the Wangchuan snake fish recover from its injuries!
The entire underworld was shaking. It was a real shock, not just an expression. The sun in the sky was vast and its light was like a spear, piercing through the earth. The Forgetful River on the ground burst its banks, sweeping in countless evil ghosts and souls!
And this is just the power of one blow!
The rules of the underworld were broken, which also affected the Taihang Mountains in the world of the living. The terrifying power was bred underground through the gap between the underworld and the living, causing the already active earth veins to boil, like a volcanic eruption!

Zhou Tieyi frowned. It was the first time he felt the horror of incomparable power, and this was when he tightened his strength in the second half!

Theoretically, with the help of Tian's father, he could swing like this at least eight more times.

but……

He looked hesitantly at the madly twisted snakes and fish on the ground and the towering sycamore trees on the Netherworld Taihang Mountains.

It doesn't take eight times. As long as he attacks the snake fish for the second time, when he kills the snake fish, a horrific earthquake of at least magnitude 7 will be set off in the Taihang Mountains of the Yang World. After the earthquake, there will be unimaginable horrific geological disasters such as the netherworld being penetrated and unable to recover. By then, the number of people who die in his hands due to geological disasters will probably be a hundred or a thousand times that of the gods! Not to mention that he will have to deal with the sycamore tree that is integrated with the rules of the Taihang Mountains!
Zhou Tieyi took out a scroll and spread it out in front of him. The image of Zhao Fuer in the scroll was lifelike, but it was just a flesh cage. Inside the cage, an old monk was sitting cross-legged, looking pure and clear.

Shenxiu had left behind a scroll before, but due to the barrier of the Great Wisdom Root Realm, he was unable to contact Zhao Fuer, so he gave this backup to Zhou Tieyi.

At this moment, with the Great Wisdom Root Realm fully contained and the power of the Holy Way in his hands, Zhou Tieyi easily knew Zhao Fure's location through the scroll.

"So here it is, that's smart."

Zhou Tieyi complained and his eyes fell on the blood-colored water of the Forgotten River.

When Zhou Tieyi used the Five Emperors Star Bow to pierce through the Great Wisdom Root Realm, Zhao Fuer pulled Qi Dazhuang into an Eight Treasures Pond. The water in the Eight Treasures Pond of the Great Wisdom Root Realm was essentially pure water source drawn from the Forgotten River, so Zhao Fuer and Qi Dazhuang could follow the water source and hide in the Forgotten River.

Also, the roots of his good and evil were not cut off by the water of the River of Forgetfulness like those of other monks, but were like a long fuse, stretching endlessly, and the other end of the fuse was his previous life, the infinitely pure Pratyekabuddha.

This Wangchuan snake fish was originally meant to absorb the evil thoughts that were cut off by monks one by one. Combined with the Bodhisattva's five signs of decay and the rules of death in the underworld, it could serve as one of Shinto's trump cards this time.

But because what Zhao Fuer cut off was not his own evil, but rather his practice of supreme compassion in his previous life, and this Pratyekabuddha was also embraced by the snake and fish, he became the key to solving the problem.

Zhou Tieyi waved his hand, and the power of the holy way gathered again, but this time he did not pierce through the Wangchuan snake and fish on the ground that had merged with the souls of thousands of evil spirits in Taihang Mountain, but pierced through the scroll in his hand, severing the connection between Zhao Fuer and his previous life.

In the water of Wangchuan River, Zhao Fuer suddenly felt his whole body lighten. He opened his eyes and saw a scene that only he could see. Under his feet, the old monk who was sitting cross-legged was floating away with the water.

Zhao Fuer came to an understanding and put his hands together, "I wish to use the merits of my past life to overcome the thousands of evils in this life."

As Zhao Fure severed his previous ties, his Pratyekabuddha's golden body completely merged with the Wangchuan Snake Fish. This time, the light was ignited from within the Wangchuan Snake Fish, but not as violently as the Holy Dao spear wielded by Zhou Tieyi. The souls of the evil ghosts that were merged with the Wangchuan Snake Fish rebalanced good and evil in the compassionate Buddha's light, awakened their boundless malice in good thoughts, and restored their sanity.

Then the Pratyekabuddha himself turned into a rotating reincarnation millstone, on which the celestial beings were perfect and the evil ghosts were hideous. Infinite attraction rolled from the snakes and fish in the Wangchuan River, and according to the rules of reincarnation in the underworld, the souls were saved, and good and evil were allowed to return to purity.

(End of this chapter)