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The process of creation took an extremely long time and was incredibly brutal. At that time, whenever a baby girl was born in that region, she had to be sent to the Ton Sect, where the High Monk would perform divination. If it was determined that the girl was the chosen one, her tongue would be cut out and her ears pierced to render her deaf.
Their doctrine stated that depriving the baby girl of hearing and speech would plunge her world into eternal silence, preventing her from ever hearing a single curse word, thus making her spirit and body infinitely pure. After experiencing the purity of love as a young girl, she would eventually be subjected to a special method that would strip away her flesh.
The remaining parts would be used to make Muyu from the skull, Muyu hammers from the leg bones, drums from human skin, and beads from other shattered bones. Huo Qi frowned upon hearing this; he had spent a considerable amount of time understanding this religion in order to eradicate it, yet he had only come across these horrifying details about the Skull and Muyu.
I had witnessed it myself when they were about to be completely exterminated. The monks took out their Muyu and sat on the ground, striking it rhythmically. It was the sound of those strikes that suddenly evoked a sense of pity in me, leading me to refrain from complete annihilation. At that time, I had a bloodthirsty nature, and for the first time, I entertained the thought of laying down my weapon. Today, I finally understood; it must have been the seductive sound of the Muyu.
The function of Muyu was not merely seduction; its greatest purpose seemed to be stealing others' Merit. Old Vine flipped through another scroll, which contained records from Believers stating that the Ton Sect's High Monks held large gatherings at regular intervals. The Sutra teachings were repeated over and over again, but the majority of the gathering time was dedicated to striking the Muyu.
Before each session of striking Muyu, a strange fragrance would waft through the air, making people feel dizzy—not in a sleepy way but rather instilling a sense of proud willingness to contribute. I couldn't tell how long the Muyu had been played; in front of me, amidst the illusory scenery, I could still see specks of starlight shimmering like gold, gathering together to form a distant path.
Sang Qingxiao asked if the golden light represented Merit and whether there was any mention of it in the records of the High Monk. While not explicitly stated, there were some indirect confirmations. The number of women killed by the Ton Sect was significant, and their methods were notoriously cruel. Logically speaking, those who prided themselves on being Buddha Cultivators should not have been recognized by heaven.
However, in reality, they had existed for many years during which twenty-one Sarira and Parinirvana High Monks appeared—this number alone surpassed that of today's Puzhao Temple. Huo Qi nodded in agreement; indeed, these two accounts were quite contradictory.
Not just contradictory; they shattered common sense and existed miraculously. But if those golden lights were indeed Merit, then everything made sense. After all, why did High Monks receive Sarira after Parinirvana? It was a divine gift.
What method did heaven use to determine eligibility for this gift? The answer lay in Merit. It didn’t matter if one accumulated it themselves; they could steal it instead. Once stolen, it became theirs—thus using this pilfered Merit became their achievement.
Old Vine's words left Sang Qingxiao enlightened. Moreover, he had seen Merit light with his own eyes; within the Misha Relic, there were indeed glimmers of golden light scattered like stars.
Old Vine continued, "Regarding that prescription, I found some clues in the records of the Ton Sect. Look here, there’s a small portion of the Ton Sect's offering list: Child Urine, Virgin Blood, and proper Buddha Cultivation. Why would the Believers offer such things?"
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