noveltune 0007's memories of the game, starting with the endgame to turn the tide.
0007's memories of the game, starting with the endgame to turn the tide.
No matter what Yuwen Zhe catches.
Zhao Jing had no time to spare for anything else.
He hid in the soil and began to study Abbot Chen's gift.
After all, Zhao Jing suffered considerable losses in the battle in the illusionary realm.
The pagoda was bombed, and Haoran's jade pendant was shattered.
Our biggest asset is gone.
Strangely, the bullets he used in the illusion remained intact.
It seems that bullets and bullets are all illusions, which is the inherent flaw of the pagoda itself. You must be able to produce whatever you have, otherwise it will not be real.
Only the Haoran Jade Pendant truly withstood the attack.
As for the Thousand Illusion Pearl and the Heavenly Silkworm Robe, they were still intact, which gave Zhao Jing some comfort.
As the saying goes, "What is lost on one front may be gained on another."
The Haoran Jade Pendant is gone, but the Futu Pagoda is even better.
The former is a low-grade treasure, while the latter is the most prized treasure of Longhua Temple, second only to the Maitreya Buddha statue, and is an exquisite treasure.
It may even transform into a true Dao artifact.
Zhao Jing gladly accepted these precious treasures.
On a whim, he went to the pagoda and reached out to touch it.
Come on, I want them all.
Longhua Temple is the weakest link among the Princess's allies, so there's no need to make it an enemy for now.
Even if things turn sour, it will be settled later.
Therefore, Zhao Jing didn't mind learning some Buddhist teachings.
hum! !
As if sensing his presence, the scriptures on the pagoda fell down and gathered in his palm.
A grand voice then rang out, chanting scriptures:
Heaven and earth share the same dream, while all living beings slumber countless times.
The world is still unaware, but I alone observe the past and present.
This is the introductory chapter of the "Great Dream Floating Pagoda True Scripture".
Upon seeing the scriptures, Zhao Jing felt refreshed, and the memories compressed during the explosion were revived.
Past lives and present lives come one after another.
……
"We lost again."
Zhao Jing looked at the list of winners with a helpless expression:
"I'm definitely not a genius."
Qiming, a friend, was taken aback and pointed to the list:
"Dude, you won the national first prize, aren't you satisfied yet?"
"My advisor said that you were actually in second place."
Zhao Jing pursed his lips, feeling extremely unwilling:
"The first place went to Lu Zhou's team. There's no difference between the second and sixtieth place teams in mathematical modeling; they're both first-prize winners."
"I lost."
Qiming couldn't help but say:
"That's infuriating!"
"I only won second prize."
Zhao Jing sighed softly:
"You don't understand. If I can't even be number one in my own area of expertise, what else can I do?"
"Caesar wept bitterly upon seeing the statue of Alexander."
"Because at his age, Alexander had already achieved great success, while he himself had accomplished nothing."
"And what about me?"
Qiming couldn't help but pat Zhao Jing on the shoulder:
"Dude, don't think like that."
"You should play some games and relax."
"I plan to develop a massive game. I'll be working on this project after I graduate; it's my lifelong dream."
"How about you lend a hand?"
Zhao Jing nodded:
"Oh well, consider it a way to relax."
……
Qiming excitedly introduced his dream:
"I once had a dream, a dream filled with countless stories."
"So I decided to turn this dream into a game."
Zhao Jing asked curiously:
"What game?"
Qiming said with absolute certainty:
"The dream was related to court intrigue and also contained fantasy elements."
"That's why it's called 'Nine Princes' Struggle for the Throne'."
……
Wait, a power struggle among nine princes?
Zhao Jing's expression changed, and his heart started racing.
Boom!Boom!Boom!
The missing memories became incredibly clear.
An opening scene of a game unfolded in his mind, accompanied by a deep narration:
"At the end of Emperor Hongjing's reign, the fate of the Dayong dynasty was precarious."
"The emperor was old and senile, and feared that the powerful minister Yuwen Huan's achievements threatened his rule. Therefore, he allowed his sons to fight among themselves in an attempt to select the next great ruler."
"Thus, a grand drama known as the 'Nine Princes' Struggle for the Throne' slowly began."
"On the border of the empire, a boy from a barren village unfortunately fell off a cliff and into a dust cave, where he accidentally released the divine artifact, the Destiny Bone."
"Nine princes vie for the throne, ten princes rule simultaneously—who will truly possess the Mandate of Heaven?"
A snap.
The game's visuals and content abruptly ended there.
This is it!
The current reign title of the Great Yong Dynasty is Hongjing.
Zhao Jing's grandfather was Emperor Hongjing.
The Grand Tutor of the current dynasty, the second strongest on the Heavenly Ranking, is also known as Yuwen Huan.
Everything fits together.
How could Qiming's dream foresee another world?
Could my reincarnation be related to making games?
Give me more related memories.
A sharp pain struck, like the moment in a past life when I was crushed by a steel coil, and memories of the past flashed by.
But it doesn't matter. Zhao Jing only cares about the intelligence, regardless of the pain, and gives the order to the pagoda:
help me!
The pagoda suddenly shone brightly.
A look of pity appeared on the face of the Maitreya Buddha inside the pagoda:
"The sea of suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."
"By taking refuge in the Buddha, one can cross the sea of suffering."
"By using the stupa as your bones, you can cultivate the supreme Dharma."
"Namo Maitreya Buddha!"
Haha!
Zhao Jing couldn't help but laugh.
Abbot Liaochen is quite shrewd; this is the great gift he has given.
They both gave benefits and protected their own interests.
The Great Yong Dynasty revered martial arts, with metaphysics taking a secondary place.
The most important aspect of martial arts is the martial spirit; the higher the grade of the martial spirit, the easier it is to cultivate.
Mystic arts, on the other hand, have a weaker connection to martial bones; even the lowest-level ninth-grade martial bone is sufficient.
The pagoda left behind by Abbot Liaochen is neither gold nor jade, seemingly real yet illusory. It can be integrated into the sea of consciousness, replacing the martial bone, for the purpose of cultivating mystical arts.
So what's the price?
Zhao Jing craves power, yet he has never learned any mystical arts, and there is a reason for that.
When he was eight years old, the prince asked somewhat strangely:
"Jing'er, do you want to cultivate mystical arts?"
Zhao Jing nodded vigorously:
"Father, since I lack martial talent, am I not allowed to cultivate mystical arts?"
"Mr. Pei has mastered some mysterious arts; he's truly remarkable!"
The Crown Prince shook his head and laughed:
"Jing'er, you are unaware of this."
"The essence of metaphysics is prayer."
"Whichever deity or Buddha you worship, you must abide by their precepts and become their lackey."
"The first level of mystical arts is called 'disciple'."
"Mr. Pei is a disciple of the academy and voluntarily abides by the etiquette of Confucianism."
"Are you willing to convert?"
……
The essence of mysticism is to regulate oneself through precepts and to draw power from prayer.
Breaking the precepts will greatly diminish one's profound power.
This is why Zhao Jing studies martial arts bones instead of practicing mystical arts.
Firstly, mystical arts also require martial prowess.
Secondly, one must become a disciple of the mystical arts.
Now, Abbot Liaochen offers a shortcut to bypass the martial arts path, as long as you become a disciple.
No matter who ascends the throne in the future, Longhua Temple will never lose out.
To practice or not to practice?
This problem is right in front of us.
"Practice? Why not practice?"
Zhao Jing grinned, as if talking to himself:
"If I had known this would happen, I would have swallowed the Mystic Pearl sooner, regained my memories, and rewritten the ending."
"As for joining Buddhism, I'm not afraid."
"What does reading Buddhist scriptures and studying Buddhist teachings have to do with my suppression of Buddhism?"
Anyone who says that reading Buddhist scriptures and studying Buddhism makes them a Buddhist can also be Mara.
Pick up the Buddhist scripture, Amitabha.
Put down the Buddhist scriptures, confiscate their property and exterminate their entire clan.
Once I obtain the martial bone in the future, I can then discard my cultivation of mystical arts.
come on.
I accept the power of Maitreya Buddha.
Give them all to me!
Zhao Jing opened his arms wide, embraced him openly, and accepted him with open arms.
At the very center of the pagoda, a smile appears on the face of the Maitreya Buddha enshrined there:
"Namo Maitreya Buddha!"
The vast Buddhist light merged into Zhao Jing's body, tempering his physical form like a marrow cleansing ritual.
Only a strong physical body can ignite the light of the soul and unleash mystical arts.
The problem is that without martial bones, the physical body cannot be truly tempered.
Now his physical body has been fitted with a top-grade magic weapon to replace his martial bones, which is the only way to achieve the tempering effect.
For the first time, this mortal body has mastered extraordinary power and established a connection with gods and Buddhas.
Mystic arts are also divided into six realms, corresponding to martial arts: disciple, cultivator, priest, saint, Dharma king, and the legendary deity.
There are also three stages of discipleship: enlightenment, empathy, and grace.
If you wish to practice esoteric arts, you must first take refuge in gods and Buddhas, strictly abide by the precepts, and recite scriptures.
This is a letter of introduction.
Only when you maintain your precepts for a long time and have a deep faith can you establish a mysterious connection with the divine.
This is synesthesia.
Only when you finally gain the approval of the gods and Buddhas and are granted profound power can you truly unleash your mystical arts.
This is grace.
Of course, mystical arts are different from martial arts; they can lead to instant enlightenment.
If you are destined to be favored by gods and Buddhas, you may be granted a holy mark and become a saint.
Liao Chen left behind the pagoda to guide and bless Zhao Jing, helping him ascend to heaven in one step.
With devout worship, we pray to the spirits, receive blessings from Maitreya, and are reborn in the Pure Land!
With devout worship, we pray to the spirits, receive blessings from Maitreya, and are reborn in the Pure Land!
Countless chants echoed in my ears, tempting me to submit.
The power of Buddha's light is integrated into the pagoda, which he can access at any time.
Just as he was feeling empowered, voices of persuasion arose again.
Pray.
Only through sincere prayer can one comprehend the true meaning of the scriptures.
Countless scriptures swirled before Zhao Jing's eyes, all to allow him to complete the final Buddhist ritual and perform the kneeling ceremony.
No.
"I neither pray nor worship Buddha."
Zhao Jing refused to kneel before Maitreya Buddha.
The pagoda trembled violently, transforming into a colossal Buddha statue, which asked in a deep voice:
"Now that you have seen the Buddha, why don't you bow down?"
"Since you have received this blessing, why not worship it?"
The enormous Buddha statue, obscuring the sky and the sun, cast an inescapable shadow, and the questioning voices struck Zhao Jing's heart.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Jing grinned:
The Diamond Sutra says: "If one seeks me by form or sound, that person walks a false path and cannot see the Tathagata."
"If you ask me to kneel, then it's not worth kneeling."
The Buddha statue never expected that Zhao Jing was so well-versed in Buddhist principles.
He refused to become a disciple, citing the Buddha's words.
Mystic arts, disciples.
Once a status is established, it's very difficult to reverse it in the future.
If the name is not correct, then the words will not be proper.
He could receive the Buddha's power, but he could not become a disciple.
The Buddha statue remained calm and continued chanting:
"This foolish child is spouting nonsense and has already gone astray."
"If there is no self, how can one perceive emptiness?"
"Without a precious raft, how can we cross to the shore?"
"If one does not worship the Buddha, how can one be enlightened?"
"You have received my grace and the Buddha's teachings."
"What's wrong with kneeling and bowing?"
Why not?
The chanting of Buddhist hymns was vast and boundless, filling the surrounding area, and irresistible.
Zhao Jingming realized that this was definitely not the power of the pagoda, but rather a deity formed from the incense and vows of Longhua Temple.
The projection of Maitreya Buddha on earth.
Incense offerings and the power of faith among all beings can transform into spirits and deities; this is the source of mystical arts.
The pagoda served as a bridge, guiding Zhao Jing through the dust, allowing him to meet Maitreya.
Zhao Jing said that worshipping Buddha and venerating him are all superficial. If one is attached to superficiality, one cannot understand the true Dharma. Therefore, he does not kneel.
Maitreya Buddha then spoke of the function of appearances and how he had received favors, so naturally he should kneel in worship.
Zhao Jing understood immediately, and his smile deepened:
"Buddhism is for fame and fortune."
"I will repay him with fame and fortune."
"No need to worship Buddha."
It's just a transaction.
The words "fame and fortune" caused the Maitreya Buddha statue to pause, sighing repeatedly.
"Though it may be for fame and fortune, it is also out of compassion."
"If you do not worship Buddha, then enter my gate."
"Do you know the essence of the true scripture?"
The greatest danger in esoteric arts is losing control.
Like Li Shuo, who suffered a series of crushing defeats and became mentally unstable, he transformed into a true Blood Raven.
Mystical arts require faith to avoid spiraling out of control and turning into monsters.
Zhao Jing naturally knew this, but simply smiled faintly:
"I will bear it all alone."
Maitreya Buddha ceased his argument, but simply joined his palms in praise:
"Good man, good man."
"Buddha guides those with affinity; you, benefactor, were indeed just one step short."
"May you, benefactor, not lose sight of your true nature in this great dream, and quickly attain enlightenment."
The deity is ultimately formed from the power of incense offerings and prayers; he is a righteous god, and Zhao Jing is unwilling, nor can he force him to comply.
It did not leave a Buddhist imprint in Zhao Jing's heart, but left all its blessings in the pagoda.
Disciples—Letter Beginning, skip.
Disciple-synesthesia, achieved.
Disciples—blessed by grace, fulfilled.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao Jing was promoted three ranks.
Entering the second realm of profound arts, a cultivator.
A true cultivator can use profound energy to interfere with the minds of others, create dreams, and even illusions.
Feeling the power, Zhao Jing bowed and said:
"Thank you, Bodhisattva!"
This is not a Buddhist ritual, but merely an expression of gratitude.
Even if it's a transaction, it's a timely help for Zhao Jing.
Maitreya Buddha could only sigh:
"Namo Maitreya Buddha!"
The Buddha statue dissipated, and the pagoda merged into Zhao Jing's limbs and bones.
Countless fragments of memory were completely glued together.
Zhao Jing remembered; all his memories returned.
"Nine Princes' Struggle for the Throne" tells the story of Shen Changsheng, a young man from a rough village, who accidentally falls into a dust cave and releases the legendary divine object, the "Heavenly Fate Bone".
The appearance of the divine object attracted the attention of two men in black, leading to a fierce battle.
After the battle, the two men in black each seized one-third of the Destiny Bone, while the other third flew away and fell into Shen Changsheng's hands.
To conceal the news of the Heavenly Mandate Bone, one of the men in black massacred the entire Mang Village.
Only Shen Changsheng survived because he was trapped in the Dust Cave.
The man in black who set the fire was none other than Yuwen Xiao, the second son of Grand Tutor Yuwen.
Yuwen Xiao was unaware that there was a Mirror of Light in the Dust Cave, which allowed Shen Changsheng to see everything that happened in Mang Village and vow to take revenge.
The surviving Shen Changsheng, carrying one-third of the Heavenly Fate Bone, travels to Yujing to investigate information in order to find his enemies, and eventually gets caught up in the political vortex of the Nine Princes' struggle for the throne.
On his path of revenge, Shen Changsheng will join different factions depending on the circumstances, leading to different outcomes.
"Oh, I see."
"It's a pity it's too late."
Zhao Jing's memories of the game were completely filled at this moment.
"Three years ago, Shen Changsheng attempted to assassinate Yuwen Yi, the fourth young master of the Grand Tutor's mansion, but was killed on the spot."
"This turned out to be a turning point in my life."
The original protagonist, Shen Changsheng, had never met Zhao Jing and had no interaction with him before he died.
The villains are about to achieve their final victory.
According to the storyline, no matter which path Shen Changsheng takes, he will gradually eliminate the Grand Tutor's Mansion.
Therefore, the Grand Tutor's Mansion stepped forward, took the route of the villain's victory, and joined forces with the Eldest Princess to wipe out the remaining nine princes.
The game is over.
At the normal pace, only the day after tomorrow remains.
The story of Zhao Jing was mentioned after the Crown Prince's mansion was wiped out. He and Shen Changsheng were forced to live among the common people, evading capture and becoming beggars, even fighting with wild dogs for food.
"If it had been earlier, even three months ago, we could have turned the tide instantly!"
Three years ago, Zhao Jing had the script in hand and knew all the resources for the instance.
Even if you bring a dog, you can still win; this is called the "dog-tethered game."
If it were three months ago, before the opponent had fully integrated their forces, Zhao Jing would still have room to maneuver and launch a counterattack.
At least the secret passage won't be leaked inexplicably.
It's too late now.
The game is over; now it's time for the villains to claim victory.
Do not!
it's not finished yet.
Zhao Jing sneered:
"The game isn't over yet."
"There's still one piece of the Destiny Bone left. If we can get it, we can turn the tide."
"This game has only just entered the endgame stage."
In Go, there is a professional term called "endgame".
This indicates that the game is nearing its end.
But in Zhao Jing's previous life, a chess player discovered the value of endgame moves, repeatedly turned the tide of battle, won 18 world championships, and dominated an era.
Zhao Jing absorbed the game memories, and his expression gradually returned to calm:
"It's good that you know this."
"Now we're on the same starting line. You're no longer omniscient or omnipotent."
"The last piece of the Destiny Bone will not be given to you."
The whole situation suddenly became clear.
Seize the Destiny Bone and change the entire ending.
In addition, with the fusion of memories from the two lifetimes, Zhao Jing's soul also grew stronger, his consciousness became more sensitive, and he could even hear sounds from afar.
"What should we do?"
"The adult suddenly fell into a coma."
"Lord Commander is chasing after His Highness the Imperial Grandson. Could he have encountered some danger?"
"How is that possible!"
The ten Imperial Guard commanders, looking at the unconscious Li Shuo, were caught in a dilemma.
In such pursuit operations, quality is more important than quantity.
Otherwise, Bao'er could run faster than anything else carrying Zhao Jing, how would you possibly catch up with her?
Li Shuo's solution was to have these Imperial Guards carry the sedan chair together to move forward quickly.
This sedan chair is also a treasure, named the "Blood Raven Flying Sedan Chair".
The more people who carry it, the greater its power.
Only then could they keep up closely with Zhao Jing and the others, preventing Bao'er from running too fast and getting lost.
Once the connection is lost, the possession by spirit will also become ineffective.
Now that Li Shuo is in a coma, they have lost their way.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing thought to himself:
"Could it be that Li Shuo didn't die, but his soul was annihilated, leaving him in a vegetative state?"
"Yes, he once merged his soul into the pagoda. Now that I have refined the pagoda, a connection has been established between us."
With a sudden thought, Zhao Jing attempted to use the power of the pagoda and the Great Dream Floating Pagoda Sutra to manipulate Li Shuo through dream manipulation.
The next second, Li Shuo opened his eyes, his tone turning serious:
"You need not panic."
The other four Imperial Guards were overjoyed and immediately shouted:
"grown ups!"
"Should we continue tracking them?"
Li Shuo answered affirmatively:
"Go after them, I found them."
"Not a single one will escape!"