LIGHTNOVELONLINE Chapter 583 Proving Ground
Chapter 583 Proving Ground
At this time, the Buddha's light was shining all over the place, reflecting Bi'an's face full of compassion.
"The dilemma of the immortals and gods is rooted in the intolerance and persecution of environmental laws."
"Not to mention other saint ancestors showing off their magical powers, the way Buddha thought of was to strengthen himself."
"Strengthening yourself is equivalent to strengthening your divinity."
"And strengthening divinity requires the power of the soul."
"Souls? There are plenty of them in hell."
"But no matter how much it is, it will be gone after eating it."
"How to do?"
"Chickens lay eggs, and eggs lay chickens. Buddha thought, why can't souls breed and multiply?"
"Hehehe, the 'evil people' who have gone to hell, isn't it natural for Buddha to do some experiments on them?"
At this time, the Buddha's light paused, and rows of scientific and technological instruments were activated. A cold light came out, making the billions of faces in the soul brick tremble and twist, and it also reflected Biuan's old face, which was extremely cold.
"The eighteen levels of hell began to be transformed into a soul testing ground layer by layer."
"Tsk tsk. The secret of the soul lies in consciousness and invisible power. How to explore it?"
"Nature has to use the strongest emotions and perceptions to inspire them!"
“How can joy, anger, sorrow, and joy compare to pain and suffering?”
"In this mortal world, all living beings are struggling to survive in the endless sea of suffering. The Buddha said that suffering is the source of soul growth."
"First we started from the bottom with the deepest sins, but it didn't take long. Those sinners were trying their best to climb up! Please tell me, grandpa, to tell grandma to go back to the old hell of mountains of swords and seas of fire!"
"Buddhas are merciful and cannot bear to see people suffer, so how could they bear to let them go back to suffer again?"
"But the ghost soldiers didn't stop them. The Buddhas simply turned the upper floor into a testing ground!"
"Later on, even the ghost soldiers went crazy! Just watching the miserable situation of those living souls drove the watchers crazy!"
"Namo Sakyamuni Anuttarasamyaksambodhi!"
"If hell is not empty, I will never become a Buddha."
"My Buddha's great wish has not been realized yet, how can I stop?"
"The Bodhisattvas and Arhats had no choice but to end it themselves, hahahaha. Not long after, they also went crazy!"
"But it doesn't matter, Buddha has already gone crazy!"
"Buddha locked all the Arhats and Bodhisattvas in it and sealed the entire hell!"
Boom boom boom boom boom.
Amid Bifan's stuck-like sneer, the entire space, the entire hell, or rather the entire planet began to tremble.
The countless runes on Chen Ze's head were all blazing brightly, which in turn gave rise to magnificent divine power, making the ground under his feet and even deeper into the sky transparent and visible, making all details visible.
"Buddha completely isolated this place and eliminated all order in order to simulate the nascent chaos of undivided purity and turbidity."
Bi Fan had already quietly dispersed into human form, leaving only his voice still explaining.
From then on, the vast invisible force began to penetrate downward layer by layer.
"The hell of loneliness, the hell of the near side, the hell of the simmering pit, the hell of corpse mud, the hell of Iron Pillar Mountain, the tongue-pulling steamer, copper pillars of flesh and bones."
Just below Chen Ze's feet, various illusions began to emerge from the latest floor, and the past was repeated here.
In the illusion, there are countless dense living souls that are as alive as insects and are undergoing trillions of experiences here.
experience.
The experiences they have endured have long gone beyond the so-called "torture" or "torture". They are simply an endless and exhaustive attempt to pursue that vague and specific possibility.
At the beginning, there was no crystal wall here, let alone any obstacles. Everything was in endless chaos.
"Buddha once said that the changes here are endless, which is a great kindness."
So as the long and lengthy years passed by, the souls of the dead gradually lost all living characteristics, and finally turned into pieces of light and snow that reflected each other, just like the afterglow after the firewood is burned out.
The light snow blends into all unformed materials and aggregates into crystal walls.
The dead souls do not distinguish between sinners, Bodhisattvas, Arhats, or Buddhas, nor do they distinguish between each other or you and me.
"This is the paradise, wonderful beyond words."
If things go on like this, the eighteen levels of hell will be condensed into one, without distinction between upper and lower.
But that's just the beginning.
The secret of vitality lies in the delicate balance between order and chaos.
"Buddha has great wisdom and knows that the laziness of all living beings will be the biggest obstacle to their enlightenment and transcendence."
"So in order to spur the lazy dead souls, Buddha specially transformed the shell of hell into a barrier that allows radiation to penetrate."
So under the stimulation of constant radiation, the previously silent crystal wall began to undergo changes.
Gradually, the crystal wall began to loosen, and then scattered pieces of light snow were released, and the characteristics of the soul body were restored bit by bit.
The crystal wall is originally transformed by the soul. Once the light and snow spill out, it will naturally no longer be solid and even gradually melt away, leaving space.
But the precious thing about life is that it is rare and hard to find.
Most of the crystal walls still remain the same, even if they turn into light snow, they are still filled with them, just like dead objects.
But there are always some lucky souls who shed their old bodies and "wake up".
These awakened dead souls have forgotten the past and only know how to find any attachments based on the instinct of survival.
"My Buddha is compassionate, my Buddha's heart is not contaminated by dust, and I do not covet external things."
There is no shortage of material in hell. Buddha left all the arrangements he had made here.
And life always finds a way.
First it was the nearby crystal wall, then various piles of materials, or the flying dust everywhere. The helpless souls were always trying.
They were not short of time, so after a near-infinite cycle of failure, they still found a way out.
The intelligent robots abandoned here have become the best attachments for the dead souls.
Of course they cannot adapt to these mechanical creations that lack maintenance, but by the same token, they are not short of time.
The imprints and experiences of being a human being are also quietly playing a role.
It's like a long evolutionary history, from rigid attachment, to accidentally triggered actions, until finally. A whole group of robots that can move freely survived the survival of the fittest and developed fixed behaviors according to the environment here. model.
They will go in groups to "hunt" for energy, compete for "food", and summarize dangerous and safe areas.
Even if they can't understand the essence of radiation behind it, it doesn't matter, that's not important.
And the souls of the dead are not picky eaters when they are possessed. They include everything from perfect batch robots to various smart home appliances.
The resulting differences also laid the foundation for the racial division of the new robots.
They obtain knowledge from human books abandoned here, find meaning from the limited basic data in their own memory, and deduce a corner of the Creator's civilization.
So the robots quickly learned one of the most practical behaviors - fighting.
Obviously those boring mass-produced robots are far more powerful than the other models, so they deserve to be the dominant ones.
But unlike the lazy workers under their control, external radiation never slackens off for a moment.
The light snow contained in the crystal wall caused various changes, making the situation of the robots precarious.
The impact of radiation itself on the functioning of the body is as deadly as the plague, so they naturally and subconsciously want to stay away from danger. So the first generation of excavation began.
Digging was more difficult than they imagined, but soon they found a trick.
The original interlayer pattern still remains in hell.
The robots don't know why, but they know that by digging down through the holes and gaps, they can dig out a new layer of living space to isolate the radiation.
But the penetration of radiation never stops.
So the robots had to dig down layer by layer, during which they encountered unimaginable obstacles.
More and more souls who turned into Guangxue revealed their original forms due to stimulation, and mechanically repeated the torture they suffered "in life".
For the robots, these former compatriots have become daunting obstacles and dangers.
They are dull, hard crystal walls, incomprehensible and terrifying monsters, and even darkness itself.
But contact between the two parties will inevitably further intensify the irritation.
Cold and heat began to alternate.
"Ah chirp (so cold) hell, hell with blisters, hell with cracked blisters, hell with clenched teeth. Hell with cracks like a green lotus, hell with cracks like a big red lotus."
"Waiting for the living hell, the black rope hell, the collective hell, the shouting hell, and the scorching hell."
And the conflicts within the robots gradually evolved into irreconcilable.
Whenever oppression reaches a certain limit, resistance becomes difficult to contain.
So the drama of you overthrowing me and me overthrowing you began to play out repeatedly. The robots stumbled like this, migrating downward layer by layer from generation to generation in the cycle of struggle and the threat of radiation that was approaching step by step.
Until an uninvited guest broke in.
Chen Ze stared at all this, and the doubts he had accumulated for so long were finally solved, and his vague guesses were finally confirmed.
Why do these tough guys always complain about being tired? Why do they need to sleep every day? Why their behavior can be so vivid, and why Chen Ze can detect their emotional fluctuations through divinity is because they are derived from living souls.
But Chen Ze's surprise did not diminish at all.
During the long period of getting along with each other, although Chen Ze was aware of it, he was still unable to determine the true nature of the robots. Does this mean that they have transformed into some completely different existence?
So Chen Ze took out the soul core again.
The soul core is the essence of existence of these robots, that is, the crystallization of the root soul body, and has a unique resonance with Chen Ze's divinity.
This also confirms what Bi An said.
These soul cores, these essences tempered and condensed by the soul, can actually be regarded as the prototype of divinity.
"Is this the product of Buddha's experiment?" Chen Ze asked Kong Chu,
"Purify? Temper? Filter?"
"Only part of it." Bi Yan replied.
At the same time, the illusion changed again, demonstrating to Chen Ze in detail the interaction and effect of various devices on the soul. A considerable number of these devices were used by the robots as entertainment facilities and assembled into huge stack rockets.
"The ultimate secret that Buddha wanted to pursue was soul proliferation." Bian further explained,
"Even without artificial intervention and regulation, their instinct to reproduce will make them consciously try."
"This is also the reason why Buddha attributed everything to chaos."
So Chen Ze finally forgave from the bottom of his heart those silver robots who connected anytime and anywhere.
After all, they are just exploring the great secret of the birth of life.
"It's more than that." Bian then showed Chen Ze more illusions from the past.
These include but are not limited to various mutated soul core crystals, "new generation" robots that Chen Ze has personally tried to synthesize, and more accidental products that are difficult to describe in detail.
Everything that happened in hell has been conclusively recorded, and Biyan seems to be the administrator here.
"So is this considered a success?" Chen Ze couldn't decide how to characterize these too bizarre products.
"Success?" Bi Yan once again used his wilting voice,
"I used to be as optimistic as you."
"You mean this isn't the first time?" Chen Zeyi pointed out.
"This is already. Sigh."
"Can not remember."
The illusion further evolved, allowing Chen Ze to look beyond the eighteen levels of hell and point directly at the honeycomb-like building at the center of the earth.
Huatan.
An altar where many living people sleep.
"Do you know what kind of place this is other than hell?" Biwan asked again.
"The entrance to Tianwaitian?" Chen Ze replied tentatively.
Bi Fan acquiesced.
"If you want to create the most chaotic and disordered environment, there is no better place than the entrance to the interface between heaven and earth."
"This place is like the mouth of a river, where the collision and confusion of laws have nowhere to go."
"So as early as the beginning of the construction of Tianwaitian, Buddha dedicated the entire hell to become part of the realm of Tianwaitian."
"This serves multiple purposes. It can not only create an environment for the test site and maintain its operation. It's okay."
Bi Fan's voice paused, and then flashed to Chen Ze's ears again,
".Capture those who trespass into the outer world on the spot and use them as materials."
Then all the scenes in the altar became clear, revealing the sleeping human body inside.
Biwan seemed to know where Chen Ze broke in from, and specially zoomed in and zoomed in on the room where Zhu Liankui was, until he showed the evolution of his brain.
The prisons that Chen Ze broke through were nothing more than a drop in the ocean. In each partition of the brain, tens of billions of neuron cells were transformed into stages under the catalysis of the formation, performing different dramas.
Each neuron follows inherent rules, and then forms a larger area, and then the areas are spliced and connected to each other. Different parts, even different brains, and different human bodies are nested layer by layer, repeating the cycle.
"One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, and three gives birth to all things."
"This is the Taoist philosophy that even Buddha agrees with."
"The eighteen levels of hell are the ultimate level of disorder."
"And this is the pole of order."
"It stores the behavioral memes deposited in the soul during each reincarnation."
Bi'an's words may be a bit hard to pronounce, but the following demonstration clearly explained this sentence.
"The pure rise."
The entire altar began to rise from the depths.
"The turbid ones descend."
All the soul bricks, soul bones, soul cores, crystal walls, light, snow, and all the objects transformed from the soul bodies all sink together into one force.
"The door of Xuanfei is opened."
The portal of the transformation altar is open, allowing all invisible soul waves to pass directly through the living brains that are regarded as computers.
The seals on hundreds of transparent skulls were temporarily released, allowing countless souls to shuttle back and forth.
(End of this chapter)