"This!"
Jieyin Daoren's eyes lit up with a terrifying brilliance. He saw that the newly revealed pattern was densely packed with countless illusory lines—chaotic, disordered, and incomprehensible to the untrained eye.
But he instantly grasped their aning. These were the Chaos Lines of Karma, and this pattern clearly depicted the supre essence of the Dao of Karma.
What is karma? So say it is fate. Others call it destiny. So claim it is inevitability.
Regardless of how it is defined, karma is the most profound mystery of existence—it unveils the infinite, primordial law that governs all.
And among all cultivators, Jieyin Daoren had delved deepest into the laws of karma.
One must understand: his na, Jieyin (接引), ans "to guide" or "to receive." It is also rendered as Sheyin or Jiehua, carrying the sacred implication of a Bodhisattva who leads sentient beings, a teacher who guides disciples.
In Pure Land Buddhism, Jieyin reflects the act of Amitābha Buddha receiving beings into the Pure Land. According to the Pure Land Sect, those who cultivate this Dharma Gate, who possess deep karmic roots, rit, and virtuous affinity, and who sincerely recite the Buddha's na with unwavering mindfulness, will be received by Amitābha himself at the mont of death and be reborn in the Western Pure Land.
But why does Amitābha co to receive them?
Because both parties are karmically connected. If there is no predestined relationship—no karma—then there is no path to reception.
"This is the Karma Chaos Monunt."
Jieyin Daoren gazed at the ancient inscription beneath the image. Several large characters adorned the stele, revealing the mystery of the supre Karma Dao. It was a road that pointed straight to the ultimate.
"As expected, this Chaos Monunt is fated to be mine. It belongs to ."
He made his decision without hesitation.
"Hm?!"
Just as Jieyin Daoren discovered the monunt attuned to his Dao, Zhunti Daoren arrived before another mural.
This mural was equally mysterious. It depicted a colossal brain—an organ vast enough to encompass the entire cosmos. It radiated with the Light of Infinite Wisdom, known also as the Universal Mind.
At the sight of it, Zhunti Daoren was flooded with a sense of boundless comprehension. It was as if he had suddenly seen through the hidden fraworks of reality, and his own wisdom expanded to staggering heights.
Even his soul and Divine Sense surged in power, elevating to unprecedented levels.
"I see. This is the Wisdom Chaos Monunt."
He imdiately recognized it. The mural represented the Chaos Monunt of Wisdom. Within this monunt lay infinite understanding, capable of unlocking the Six Perceptions of Life.
Mastery of it would grant one the wisdom of heaven and earth—insight into the Three Realms, knowledge of the past, foresight into the future, and awareness of the eternal present.
The only thing that separates a beast from a conscious being is wisdom. Without it, life remains lost—unaware of its origin or its destination.
Such is the imasurable importance of wisdom.
Zhunti Daoren instantly realized the value of this Chaos Monunt to his cultivation.
The na Zhunti is no accident. Derived from the Sanskrit Cundi, it ans "pure" or "complete enlightennt." It also symbolizes great wisdom.
In later epochs, Jieyin Daoren would beco known as the guide who leads all karmically connected beings into Buddhism. anwhile, Zhunti Daoren would be the one to preach the Buddhist scriptures, unlock the minds of practitioners, and expound the profound truths of the Dharma.
The legendary Bodhi Tree—whose seeds grant instant enlightennt—was a possession of Zhunti Daoren. It holds the power of infinite wisdom and Dao, capable of awakening the Six Perceptions and the Spiritual Soul.
"This Chaos Monunt is destined for ."
Excitent glead in his eyes. Just gazing at the mural, he felt his understanding deepening, as though the brain of the universe was whispering the secrets of all existence.
If he could comprehend it—even a fraction—he would command foresight over all things: past, present, and future.
"Older Brother, what should we do?"
Nuwa turned to her elder brother Fuxi, her tone tinged with concern. Other prehistoric beings had already discovered Chaos Monunts resonating with their Dao. Yet they had not found theirs.
Impatience started to creep in.
"Don't worry," said Fuxi, eyes narrowing. "I just perford a divination. Your opportunity lies at a mural 1,500 kiloters ahead. Mine is only 300 kiloters from here. Go find it."
His Innate Eight Trigrams spun within his pupils, calculating the endless karmic patterns of heaven and earth. He saw faint traces of future destiny with remarkable clarity.
"Understood, Brother."
Nuwa nodded, reassured. She had always trusted her brother's abilities. Though not infallible, his calculations rarely missed when it mattered most.
Especially in monts of great consequence, his predictions were nearly always correct.
Whoosh!
Without hesitation, Nuwa soared toward the location Fuxi had pointed out.
Fuxi himself turned and vanished into the distance.
"What is this?!"
Nuwa's beautiful eyes widened in shock. Before her was a majestic mural—an imnse tree, towering beyond the clouds. Its foliage was dense, each leaf glimring with unfathomable complexity, as though they contained the ever-shifting trajectories of the universe.
Just one look at this tree filled her with boundless vitality, as if she had suddenly understood the Way of Life—like a deity who breathes existence into all creation.
The sheer presence of the tree overwheld her. It was as if the entire power of the world had rushed into her, trying to drown her in its imnsity.
But that wasn't all.
From this tree, she sensed the Laws of Ti, Space, Creation, Life, and the Five Elents. All these Daos were present within it.
It felt less like a tree and more like a universe. Every leaf was a Small World, and its infinite roots drank from the deepest parts of the Chaos Void.
Boom!
Her sea of consciousness exploded.
A deluge of law fragnts flooded in, triggering an intense epiphany.
"This... this is the World Chaos Monunt."
Nuwa instantly understood. The pattern depicted the sacred tree known as the World Tree, and the monunt contained all its vast Dao Laws—boundless and complete.
Comprehending this monunt would be akin to mastering the power to create worlds.
"So this is it... it belongs to ."
A shimr of awe and joy filled her eyes.
Her brother had been right. She had indeed found a Chaos Monunt that was perfectly aligned with her path.
Even grasping just one percent, even one tenth, would be enough to propel her into the realm of the Saints.
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