Chapter 1119: Myriad Thoughts Pot (1/2)

Chapter 1119: Myriad Thoughts Pot

Eventually, he entered the innermost area of the temple. This place contained a pit that seemingly reached the entrance of h.e.l.l. There was nothing else in this place outside of darkness.

The old monk slowly left while Li Qiye smiled.

“You came again.” In the dark pit, a strand of divine intent emerged. It was not a sound, only a pure intent without emotions, just like a universal law.

Li Qiye sat freely next to the pit. He gazed into its abyss and smiled: “Are you speaking for yourself or for Di s.h.i.+?”

“Are you looking for me or Di s.h.i.+?” This law-like divine intent from the bottom of the pit could be heard clearly.

“You are only a broken pot without life and emotions. Why do you like to act like this so much?” Li Qiye quipped.

“I am the Myriad Thoughts Pot; one thought to become Buddha, another to become Devil. My will can turn into anything, so who says that I do not have emotions?” This divine intent pulsed like a universal law.

Many people didn’t know what the pot was, but if they were to understand its true essence and origin, they would be jumping from horror.

The Myriad Thoughts Pot was one of the Nine Grand Heavenly Treasures. After millions of years, many people presumed that these treasures did not exist even though their legends had been pa.s.sed down this whole time. No one had seen them before, hence the a.s.sumption that they were mere fabrications.

Li Qiye smilingly said: “Buddha or Devil, it doesn’t matter. Even if you have a strand of Buddhist intent, it is without emotion. Thus, you will forever be a broken pot.”

The thing in the deep pit did not become angry. It seemed to speak with its divine intent: “One thought will turn into myriad thoughts. If you leave your desires here, I will gain another thought.”

Li Qiye burst out in laughter and said: “It seems like I have to take back my words. Despite only being a broken pot without emotions, you do know about some other things, such as poisoning the mind and instigating the weak.”

“Don’t forget, I have become a devil, an emperor and a Buddha before. These are the desires left behind by the people in this world for me, they are not my desires.” The intent answered.

Li Qiye pondered for a moment and had to concede in the end with a nod: “This is indeed you. You are still you, a broken pot. My accusation that you were bewitching me is only based on the emotions and desires others left behind.”

It wouldn’t be correct to say that no one had seen the pot’s true form before. For example, Di s.h.i.+, the Imperial Lord, and the Devil Lord had seen it before. However, regardless of who they might be, they would never be able to escape after seeing the pot itself.

One thought to become Buddha and another to become Devil — these weren’t empty words.

Those who had heard about the Myriad Thoughts Pot knew of a certain legend very well. It stated that after obtaining the pot, it could realize their dreams and desires no matter what they might be.

As for whether this was real or not, no one had ever found evidence or heard of it happening. Few were able to see the pot, let alone obtain it so that it would realize their dreams.

As one of the nine grand treasures, it was only a broken pot without life and emotions. However, after people left their desires here, they also left a mark on the pot. Everything changed from this.

The traces from these people and their emotions and desires seemed to come back to life. Because of this, the Buddhist Funeral Plateau and the Lesser Imperial Devil World came into existence.

The intent spoke: “You are truly an existence that has lived for millions of years, your perspective is different from the others.”