Chapter 57 Chapter 57 “He stole the relic and rebelled…
A barrier containing powerful spiritual energy fell, covering the territory of Brahma Temple, and rows of golden scriptures rose up.
The Buddha's light shines upon the three thousand worlds, and the spirit of Zen lingers in the nine heavens.
Fu Guang's body was trembling constantly, which was the excitement of meeting a strong man and the instinctive uneasiness.
There were the sounds of footsteps and the blazing lights as the monks moved out in an orderly manner amidst the chaos, searching for the defected Buddhist disciples.
"Who?"
"Who broke into the Brahma Temple without permission?"
Chen Qian stopped Yao Ning and was about to explain when he saw a monk wearing a five-colored robe and holding Buddhist beads walking towards him.
"Everyone, leave." The disciples received the order and left. The monk turned to Chen Qian and the other two and said, "You two Immortals have arrived. We are sorry that Brahma Temple failed to welcome you."
"Master Kongwen, you're welcome."
Kong Wen coughed twice, a sickly aura lingering around him. A worry crossed his features, but he spoke gently, "My defection has made you two immortals laugh at my failure. I am short-sighted, and I shamelessly beg for your help."
Yao Ning looked at the five-colored robes on Master Kongwen. The five aggregates were empty, and his practice had reached a height that ordinary people could not reach.
Such a great monk said that he was short of wisdom. Either he was too humble, or he was a Buddhist who defected, and even Kongwen could not figure out the reason.
Yao Ning's impression of the Buddhist disciple still remained from their brief encounter on the immortal boat.
He was a young monk who was very dignified in appearance, speech and behavior.
Brahma Temple holds the reins of the immortal sect, and Fozi is Kongwen's most proud disciple, a person who is trained as his successor and has high hopes for him.
Yao Ning asked directly: "Master said that the Buddhist disciple defected, what did he do?"
Kong Wen glanced at Yao Ning, a flash of pain in his eyes: "He, he...Alas!"
Yao Ning had heard Adu mention that even in the Brahma Temple, the number one Buddhist temple in Kyushu, there were monks with impure six senses. The Buddhist disciple was young and was too well protected. Kongwen's original intention in going to the demon world must have been to train him, but he did not expect that the Bingyanjian illusion and the situation where he almost lost his life had somewhat changed his mind.
A monk who has been tempted by worldly desires and defected from Buddhism could do something so shocking that even Master Kongwen was heartbroken.
Yao Ning had a vague guess in his mind.
But Kongwen's answer was beyond her expectations.
"He stole the relic and rebelled against the demon world."
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The eminent monks of Brahma Temple obtained relics through six reincarnations, and the temple once offered them with 84,000 pagodas in nine continents.
The relics can eliminate disasters and misfortunes, protect all living beings, and maintain peace on earth.
"We can't let him take the relic away. If the balance between the righteous and evil worlds is broken, the Xuanqing Sect won't be able to stay out of it. Liangxiu, you and Shen Qian and Aning must stop him."
"Yes, Sect Master."
When they arrived outside the Brahma Temple, the barrier had already risen.
Chu Liang held the sword in his sleeve and closed his eyes for a moment. The water within a radius of ten miles formed a thin layer of ice, like her outstretched tentacles.
If the Buddha's disciple breaks the barrier, she will be able to sense it immediately no matter which direction he escapes from.
Shang Linran communicated with Shen Qian for a moment, his brows furrowed, "He is still in the temple, but I can't find him."
The towering buildings of Brahma Temple overlooked the Huai River. Standing awestruck beneath the high, vermilion walls, he felt a strange feeling in his heart: "If he is still in the temple, why is Master Kongwen so convinced that he has betrayed his master and, in fact, betrayed the demonic world?"
There were footsteps behind him. Adu's face turned pale. He looked up at the main hall shaded by the Bodhi tree and murmured, "He really betrayed me."
Shang turned back to look at Adu and asked in surprise: "What do you know?"
Adu lowered his eyes and said, “I saw it long ago in the Demon Realm.
“The Bone Palace, the Ice and Flame Mirror, we entered the Ice Mirror and will see the things we fear the most.
“Yet for some reason, what I ended up seeing was the fear of the others around me.
"He was right next to me and I saw his fear."
What is the fear of Buddhists? Why does it lead them to defect to the demon world?
"What he's afraid of—" Adu's eyes were confused, "is a woman."
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"Since the Buddhist disciple is still in the temple, why does the master insist that he has defected to the demonic realm?" Chen Qian asked, "Could it be that there are people from the demonic realm in this temple?"
Kong Wen nodded.
"Who is it?"
Kong Wen sighed, "Her name is Du Xuandu, she is the abandoned saint of the Hehuan Sect in the Demon Realm, also known as Taohua An."
Du Xuandu, another person with the surname Du.
The disciples following Kongwen could not help but say angrily, "The Buddhist disciple must have been seduced by that evil woman and betrayed the Buddha!"
Kong Wen gave a bitter laugh: "Witch woman, Buddha's son, there is a world of difference between you and me, you are incompatible."
He looked at Yao Ning and Shen Qian. There was a hint of desolation in the eyes of this enlightened monk who was deeply respected by the Nine Continents Immortal Realm.
"If I say that the demon girl is the Buddha's child, will the two immortals think that I am old and foolish, and I see red as green?"
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His Buddhist Dharma name is Mingjue, and his secular name is Xie Qi.
The high monks of Brahma Temple deduced the secrets of heaven and finally found such a rare person with great wisdom.
Xie Qi was born into a wealthy family and was weak and sickly since childhood. When Master Kongwen came to his home, his parents thought about it for a long time and agreed to let him become a monk.
The eminent monk who had a glimpse of the secrets of heaven vaguely saw that Xie Qi's luck might have been stolen by someone else, and because of his excellent physique, everyone in the Brahma Temple protected him as a precious treasure.
Xie Qi rarely left the temple.
He was naturally intelligent, had great wisdom, was hardworking and persevering, and therefore he was able to understand Buddhism at a young age and had no worries in his heart.
All changes begin with Xuan Du.
"Monk, what are you chanting?"
The monastery is shaded by towering ancient trees, with dark shadows looming. A huge word "Zen" covers the entire wall, and a young Buddhist sits and chants scriptures.
The moon is at its zenith, and the Brahma Temple is the only place with a single light.
The slender fingers counting the Buddhist beads paused, and the Buddhist disciple opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.
The closed window opened wide, and the night wind rushed in, blowing the woman's red dress like fire.
She had a beautiful face, but Xie Qi's eyes were indifferent as he calmly replied, "Reciting scriptures."
"Do you know Du Fengyan? She's a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl."
Xie Qi's eyes flickered, and he paused for a moment before answering, "I don't know him."
Du Xuandu tilted his head and looked at him for a while, then climbed down from the windowsill and walked towards him step by step.
Only then did Xie Qi realize that the woman was barefoot. Her flesh was snow-white under her red skirt, her nails were a lustrous pink, and her ankles were prominent.
As her lotus steps moved lightly, the copper bells on her ankles made soft chimes.
Du Xuandu approached Xie Qi, bent down and looked closely into his eyes. After a long moment, he said firmly, "You are lying. You have violated the precept against lying."
Xie Qi pursed his lips and asked instead of answering, "What do you want to do with her?"
Du Xuandu walked around Xie Qi, took in the simple furnishings in the room, and replied casually, "I want to kill two people, and she is the first one."
Xie Qi's eyebrows moved slightly. As Du Xuandu moved, he smelled a very faint smell of blood.
There was blood and gore mixed in, she had killed more than one person not long ago.
Xie Qi's eyes turned cold and he attacked suddenly. Du Xuan was shocked and jumped back. The light and shadow in the room were chaotic and the two men started fighting silently.
Du Xuandu seemed to be displeased with Xie Qi for attacking him due to a disagreement. He tore off his clothes with an expressionless face, revealing his thin clothes on the ground. Large areas of his snow-white skin were exposed, with all kinds of ambiguous traces on it.
Xie Qi was only surprised and panicked for a moment before he calmed down. Du Xuandu raised his eyebrows and started to "fulfill his life's wish".
However, Xie Qi's heart was pure and he had no thoughts of love between men and women.
As the former saint of the Hehuan Sect, Du Xuandu has superb skills in seduction and a radiant face, but her cultivation level is not that high.
Unfortunately, this trick did not cause any harm to Xie Qi, and in the end, he was defeated by him as expected.
The temptation failed, and Du Xuan was grabbed by the neck by Xie Qi with one hand. While struggling, he saw an open scripture on the side, with a line drawn under a few words with a red pen.
Du Xuandu blurted out, "When Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva practiced the profound Prajnaparamita, he saw that the five aggregates are empty. How do you know that killing people is evil? Those men are lustful and hungry ghosts, abandoning their wives and children. They have no moral principles. I am enforcing justice for the heavens."
Xie Qi paused: "How do you know the Heart Sutra?"
"I can read."
Xie Qi frowned and slowly let go of Du Xuandu: "How dare you, a witch from the Hehuan Sect, talk nonsense about Buddhism."
Du Xuandu tilted his head to look at him, as if he was very surprised: "Lust and purity are originally one. You practice Buddhism, but you have a discriminating mind?"
Xie Qi's body stiffened and he looked towards Du Xuandu.
The moonlight entered the room, illuminating her skin, which was whiter than snow and brighter than snow. The cloth on her chest could not hide her spring light, which was a color Xie Qi had never seen before.
Coming back to his senses, he turned abruptly to face the word "Zen" on the wall.
Du Xuandu narrowed his eyes and snorted.
The sound was very soft, but it rang in my ears like a big bell, and a shadow was added to Xie Qi's handsome eyes hidden in the light and shadow.
Du Xuandu was looking for an opportunity to escape silently.
He had just taken a step back when his wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone, and it was as difficult to break free as with a pair of iron clamps. Du Xuandu felt gloomy in his heart, so he simply moved forward instead of retreating, threw himself into his arms, and rubbed his soft chest against his hard chest.
Xie Qi let her twist, his expression unchanged, except that his eyes became very heavy.
"Stay here."
Du Xuandu snorted mockingly, his tone disdainful: "What for? Serving you?"
Xie Qi said: "Help me practice."
"What if I don't?"
"Leave it to the abbot, who will either kill him or send him back to the demon world."
Du Xuandu's face turned pale in an instant.
In this way, Du Xuandu stayed in Xie Qi's meditation room under the nose of Brahma Temple.
Xie Qi was not as bad as she thought. He was not impure and greedy for the world.
On the contrary, he was very diligent and self-disciplined in his practice.
When chanting scriptures and meditating at night, he asked Du Xuandu to do his best to seduce him, and Du Xuandu did as he was told. Xie Qi blushed and his breathing became unstable at first, but he soon calmed down.
Du Xuandu was almost twisted into a water snake, and in Xie Qi's eyes, he was probably just like a hemp rope.
After a few days, Du Xuan couldn't stand it anymore.
Xie Qi was clearly determined, but he refused to let her go.
Du Xuandu's skills were inferior to others, and he was pinched to death. He had no choice but to hold his nose and play the role of a brothel girl soullessly.
One night, Du Xuan couldn't bear it anymore and used the side effects of his charm to knock Xie Qi unconscious, which gave him temporary relief.
Xie Qi practiced meditation every day. Often, when the lights in the entire temple were turned off, he would still read Buddhist scriptures by lamplight at night. He did this day after day, year after year, and he had not had a long sleep for a long time.
That night was dark, sweet and comfortable. When he woke up, he felt extremely relaxed both physically and mentally.
It was only when I saw the snow-white sunlight outside the window that I realized that I had missed the morning class because of oversleeping.
Xie Qi was horrified and broke out in a cold sweat. He quickly packed up and adjusted his mindset. While thinking about how to apologize to his master, he opened the door of the monastery.
Just then, two young monks passed by and saluted Xie Qi with their hands clasped together. Xie Qi calmed himself and returned the salute calmly.
As he was about to leave, one of the young novices said with a smile, "Brother, you are truly wise and insightful, and you are making rapid progress."
Xie Qi paused and looked at him in confusion: "What?"
The young novice monk didn't notice anything unusual and continued, "During morning service, the abbot asked about Buddhist teachings, and you answered brilliantly! Even the abbot was delighted, saying that you had profound insights and were truly a disciple of the Buddha with a deep wisdom!"
Xie Qi's pupils suddenly constricted and his whole body turned cold.
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