Legend of the Mythological Genes

“Break with the heart?”

When Feng Lin heard Patriarch Subhuti’s reply, he couldn’t help but enter deep in thought.

It felt as if he understood something, yet also like he understood nothing at all.

Idealism and materialism were the two extremes in philosophy.

However, compared to the idealism perspective of metaphysical naturalism, a philosophical belief that natural elements constructed everything in the universe; even the consciousness, materialism was undeniably more realistic.

Therefore, when the universe underwent a change, the vague and insubstantial power of idealism could reverse everything and change the universe.

Even though Feng Lin had awakened the Spirit Gene and strengthened it to an extremely high level, he didn’t dare to be confident in this.

He couldn’t help but bow and ask again, “Pleading for Patriarch to provide a clearer explanation! When the heavens age the earth corrodes, how should cultivators act?”

Patriarch Subhuti smiled faintly as he sat high up on the altar. He appeared to be in a calm and relaxed state, as if everything was within his control.

“Foolish disciple!” he spoke up slowly, his voice like a great bell, cleansing people’s hearts and resounding in the world. “Don’t you know there are big and small worlds? The sun and moon circles in the external world, the stars change their positions, there are pureness and impurities in the world… All of these are worlds that nurtured many lives and are all part of materialism. When the heavens age and the earth corrodes, it’s hard for all living creatures to survive. However, heaven will always leave a door open. All lives are spirits of the world, born with intelligence and having a world within them. This is the power of idealism. A cultivator’s path is to absorb the source of the world’s materialism to strengthen the small universe within themselves, to replenish their spirits. Eventually, the spirit will gain saintliness and create an independent universe. The heaven and earth age, but I won’t age. The universe corrodes but I won’t corrode… This is the dao of transcendence!”

The Patriarch explained the profound mysteries of the three aspects—heaven and earth, cultivators, and spirits. Unknowingly, the cultivators around them were immersed in these teachings and couldn’t draw themselves out from them.

Feng Lin entered deep into his thoughts.

What Patriarch Subhuti had said was definitely an unrivaled great dao that was extremely profound. However, how should it be put into action?

The Patriarch Subhuti sat high up on the altar with clouds floating behind his back, presenting many wonderful images that possessed endless immortal profoundness.

Situated in the world, where he stood was like a world of its own, appearing as if it was in front of them yet being very far away!

Brilliant! It was brilliant beyond words!

Wasn’t this the great profoundness that the Patriarch had talked about earlier on?

Having witnessed the method personally, Feng Lin felt that he was favored by fortune and he knelt and bowed deeply, saying with great sincerity, “I plead Patriarch to impart the secret!”

“Macaque, what audacity! How dare you offend the Patriarch!”

“This is a great sin! Chase him out of the Fangcun Mountain!”

“Come down!”

…

The other cultivators were both shocked and enraged when they saw this. There was no sign of their earlier calmness.

They themselves didn’t dare to make a request to the Patriarch, but secretly harbored hatred and envy that the stone monkey would dare to raise such a delusional request!

Feng Lin paid no heed to these people’s reactions but kept his eyes on Patriarch Subhuti, his gaze determined like an unshakable thousand-year stone.

This was his only way of resolving the disaster of the universe!

Even if he was trapped for countless years in this mythology illusion-scape, he must get an answer. No one could change his mind.

These people’s words were of no concern to him.

Reprimands came from all around them, but Patriarch Subhuti remained calm, neither surprised nor furious. He neither agreed nor rejected but just smiled and asked.

“Wukong, do you know that secrets shouldn’t be passed on to six ears [1], and the profoundness of the great dao mustn’t be easily passed down? Do you know clearly what you’re doing to request me to pass down the secret?”

The Patriarch placed an added emphasis on the words “six ears” and his seemingly calm words rang out like a loud bell next to everyone’s ears, enlightening his ignorance.

A pair of clear eyes penetrated through all wonderful scenes, as if seeing through all illusions.

Feng Lin’s body stiffened and he felt that under this gaze, his entire body had been seen through and there were no secrets at all.

He even felt that Patriarch Subhuti wasn’t looking at the stone monkey’s body but was looking at his own soul.

(A person has two ears. Was the sixth ear referring to me?)

(Could it be that Patriarch Subhuti had seen through the times and saw me?)

(How is this possible?)

(Is this the prowess of a saint?)

…

Feng Lin was filled with astonishment but didn’t know what to say.

It was hard to say and difficult to guess, appearing extremely profound.

Given his current cultivation, he was unable to imagine what realm the saints were at. He could only feel that all the vicissitudes of the universe through the ages were within the saints’ control.

Even though he was hidden deep within the stone monkey’s body, he was unable to stop Patriarch Subhuti from probing deep into him.

It was as if Patriarch Subhuti had seen through everything long ago and Feng Lin was at a loss of how he should reply. He merely bowed deeply and said once again, “Pleading for the Patriarch to guide me to the right path!”

Patriarch Subhuti shook his head and sighed, saying, “Fool, fool! How can you not know that forcibly seeking for the secret is like a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water; it doesn’t last long!”

Feng Lin didn’t waver and bowed once again, saying, “Patriarch, this thought fills my mind. I’d rather obtain the answer directly and not seek it amidst turns!”

His words expressed his determination.

“You’re still not giving up!”

“How dare you! The Patriarch has already rejected you, yet you still dare to offend him?”

“Patriarch, chase him out of Fangcun Mountain!”

…

Humans and demons could never co-exist.

The stone monkey was a monkey demon and had encountered a lot of rejections amidst the group of human cultivators. Right now, seeing how it didn’t know what was good for it, the cultivators kept on reprimanding him.

Feng Lin did not waver and treated these people as if they didn’t exist.

Right now, even Patriarch Subhuti seemed to be a little angered by Feng Lin’s repeated offenses. The depths of his eyes emitted profound meanings and he suddenly bellowed, “Wukong, you don’t show respect to your Teacher! Come forth!”

“This macaque dares offend the Patriarch. He’s going to be in trouble!”

“He might be chased out of Fangcun Mountain!”

“Fangcun Mountain is a holy ground for cultivation. Since when could a wild monkey even enter?”

…

A lot of voices sounding like they were gloating over other’s misfortunes rang out.

Feng Lin took in a deep breath and controlled the stone monkey’s body to step forth, bowing.

“Macaque, this is for showing disrespect to your teacher!” Patriarch Subhuti held a wooden plank and knocked on the stone monkey’s head.

This seemingly light knock brought about a thunderous sound, breaking the perplexities in Feng Lin’s heart.

Feng Lin’s eyes gleamed as a great voice resounded in his mind, being omnipresent and vaguely presented the words “Subhuti Measureless Heart Sutra”.

There were even saints speaking secrets above the heavens, being extremely majestic and vast.

In that instant, the endless profoundness of the universe was channeled into his brain.

Magnate imparting teachings, providing great enlightenment!

Feng Lin immersed in that endless mysteries. He suddenly obtained endless profoundness but yet seemed as if he didn’t know anything at all.

It could only be comprehended and not expressed in words!

“This scripture can help you tide over your calamity. Go on!”

A soft bellow rang out.

At the next instant, it felt as if there was a light breeze and he had been given a sudden push. His soul became extremely indistinct and light, breaking out from the stone monkey’s body and riding the wind to fly into the universe.

The illusion-scape was gradually starting to be destroyed and he looked down.

That celestial figure still sat on the clouds, smiling at him and nodding slightly.

Before Feng Lin could think much into it, he had already returned to his body by the time he regained his senses. He was back in his mecha and situated in the starry sky.

The disaster of the universe expanded out like endless shadows, encompassing all interstellar humans within it. No one could escape and all of them were putting up a tough struggle.

Feng Lin was lucky and he sat down in the void, reciting the profound scriptures. His voice wasn’t loud, but it instantly reverberated throughout the surrounding outer space. He released a tremendous amount of light that broke through all the shroud of evil.

“Matter isn’t reality, thoughts are power! Emptiness is the true state of everything in the world, neither being born or perishing, neither tainted nor clean, neither increasing nor decreasing…”