Legend of the Great Sage

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In Sukhāvatī, that mad night where demonic beasts prowled, the demonic blood that vapourised under the sunlight…

Before the grand hall, the blooming lotuses and the Upraised Light abbot’s questioning and sobbing…

“What’s the point of this Nālandā? What’s the point of this Sukhāvatī? You might as well have it all destroyed!”

Why was he so heartbroken?

He did not understand originally.
Even if Sukhāvatī was originally the Qilin Paradise, that was still a demonstration of the buddha’s great benevolence, great power, and great might.
He should have felt proud.

It all made sense now.

The Demon domain is also from the Qilin Paradise!

This was basically challenging common sense.
The difference between Sukhāvatī and the Demon domain was far too great.
One was a pure land, while the other was a corrupted land.

However, the truth was laid out right before him.
After transforming into the qilin, both Sukhāvatī and the Demon domain responded violently towards him, perhaps different in method but identical in nature.

Meanwhile, the Black Sun Demon Heart was like the pond of lotuses.
They were all manifestations of the laws of the world.
The properties they contained were just drastically different.

It was like someone had used a blade to split the four seasons into two groups.
Spring and summer went to the pure land of Sukhāvatī, while autumn and winter went to the corrupted land of the Demon domain.

If I’ve guessed correctly, this is probably the buddha’s handiwork.

In Sukhāvatī, there were eternal bountiful harvests and a limitless supply of food.
The people there obviously did not have to toil about, nor did they have any desire to compete against one another.

However, that was still not enough.
If they could not control the population size, then all worlds, no matter how bountiful, would devolve into conflict.

Not anyone could enter Sukhāvatī.
Moreover, none of the people possessed any desires.
That was how they ensured the quality of life stayed the same.

Improper thoughts arose when people were content with where they were.
That was commonplace.
The residents of Sukhāvatī were not some cultivators of great resolve and great wisdom.
They were just a bunch of people who had done good, so where did their desires go?

In the beginning, Li Qingshan thought the buddha had used his great powers to influence the world or even brainwash everyone.

Otherwise, it was not just a matter of desires.
Good people would still have greed and envy.
Good people could even fall.
They were not guaranteed to be impervious.
Just being well-fed and well-clothed could not create a paradise like that.

Only now did he realise that none of that was so simple.

The original Qilin Paradise was both fertile, yet also not that fertile.
Even if there were barren wastelands, it should not have been as barren as the Demon domain.

The buddha drew out the laws of the world he required to construct the entirety of Sukhāvatī.
He had not just split the Qilin Paradise into two.
They were still connected and still able to influence one another.
All of the desires and wicked thoughts sank into the Demon domain.

The fertile pure land just happened to have very few people, while the barren corrupted land was impelled by desire, leading to rapid procreation of demonfolk.
They were unable to sustain themselves, so they sent them out wave by wave, invading and devouring other worlds.

It was no wonder the Demon domain continued to exist too.
It was not because the gods and buddhas were incapable of destroying the Demon domain, but because it had always been a part of the original arrangement.

He had constructed a world, using the environment to influence people and the laws to mould the people.
He had not used his abilities to control people.

This ingenious idea, this great power, even left this demon city that could sustain over a hundred million demonfolk seeming as unsophisticated as a sandcastle built by a child.

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As such, Li Qingshan could understand what the Upraised Light abbot thought.
He had presided over the Pure Land temple in Black Cloud city, watching countless soldiers and demonfolk die on the battlefield.
Who knew how many lives of demonfolk his staff had claimed as well, yet at the very end, he discovered that the source of all this was the Sukhāvatī that he longed for.
It was unavoidable for his faith to collapse, throwing him into disarray.

Most importantly, the Demon domain could not be destroyed and demonfolk could not be converted.
This overturned the pure land school’s beliefs of bringing salvation to all from the very foundations.
It was no wonder the White Bone Bodhisattva would burn everything with the Samādhi Flames of White Bone.

The cause of all this lay right here.