Chapter 58 Chapter 58 Such a person who is plagued by evil karma, ...
Du Xuan and the other two are evil women from the Hehuan Sect. They regard human life as worthless and are full of murder on their hands.
He was dissolute and frivolous, had sex with countless men, indulged in desires, and accumulated countless bad karma.
Such a person who is plagued by evil karma actually possesses wisdom.
He even received praise from Master Kongwen.
It's unbelievable.
"Brother...what's wrong with you?"
The little monk asked timidly.
Xie Qi lowered his eyes and said, "Nothing."
He retreated back into the room and closed the door.
Du Xuandu was holding Xie Qi's face, but he was not the real one after all. He only wandered around the temple for a while and then returned to the monastery cautiously.
The door creaked open and then closed again.
The handsome and upright Buddhist monk in a Haiqing monk's robe took off his clothes as he walked. The bells on his ankles jingled, and his black hair hung down, reflecting his snow-white skin.
Xie Qi sat in front of the wall with the word "Zen" on it, his back to the door. The lattice windows were closed, and a layer of sunlight filtered through the yellowed window paper. Du Xuandu walked towards him.
"Monk, you sleep soundly this morning, so I'll do it..."
Before she could finish her words, she stepped within two feet of him. Suddenly, red light lit up all around, and she was surrounded by cold murderous intent. Du Xuandu felt as if his internal organs were burning, and his legs went weak and he fell to the ground.
The red lines intertwined and entwined, and the dark red light flickered, as if borrowing the raging fire of hell, burning every inch of her flesh and blood.
"ah!!!"
Du Xuandu screamed miserably, and his face suddenly showed erect ears, pointed muzzle and whiskers, resembling a fox.
After the initial severe pain, she gritted her teeth and looked at Xie Qi who was a few steps away.
"You want to kill me?"
Du Xuandu's voice was weak, but his tone was still charming.
Xie Qi stood up and stood on the edge of the red cage, looking down at the beautiful woman kneeling on the ground.
"What exactly do you want? Master Kongwen, Brahma Temple, which one is your goal?"
Du Xuandu chuckled and said, "I want to kill two people. One of them is Du Fengyan, who is in the Brahma Temple."
"I told you clearly when we first met, why are you still asking?"
She stared at him without blinking, as if trying to see through his skin to his soul: "Or are you afraid of something?"
Xie Qi walked into the red line cage. The formation that almost revealed Du Xuandu's true form had no effect on him. His muscular arms grabbed Du Xuandu's slender neck with such force that Du Xuandu's face turned red.
"Do you think I believe it?"
At this critical moment of life and death, Du Xuandu's eyes remained calm and contemptuous. That was the look of someone who had been in a superior position for a long time, looking at people like dogs, arrogant and proud: "Then kill me."
Xie Qi was stunned. He didn't expect that she would ask for death on her own initiative.
The strength in his hands loosened a little while he was stunned. Du Xuandu coughed violently and gasped for breath. Tears welled up in his fox eyes. He endured the severe pain all over his body and moved closer to Xie Qi: "I just want to find Du Fengyan. The monks in the temple said she disappeared a long time ago."
She suddenly changed her attitude and calmly explained to him, "You practice diligently every day, so you must have never had a good night's sleep since you were a child. At five o'clock in the morning, I wanted to wake you, but I couldn't bear it. You and I have been together for many days, and our breaths have long been mixed. I pretended to be you to go through the morning class, and no one noticed."
Xie Qi's heart was in turmoil. He looked at Du Xuandu expressionlessly. After a while, he said slowly, "Sweet words and flattering expressions, is this the Hehuan Sect's trick to deceive people's minds?"
Du Xuandu chuckled, his smile distorted by the pain: "When we are trying to deceive people, we never tell the truth."
The two were close to each other, and the woman's faint fragrance was floating in the air. Although Du Xuandu's face was weak and pale, it could not hide her stunning beauty. Her lips were very close to his, but she politely did not touch them.
It was as if she respected him as a Buddhist, so she would never use dirty means on him.
Du Xuandu said, "You are a son of Buddha, and I am a demon girl. We have different paths. I have entered the mortal world three thousand feet deep and seen all the phenomena in the world. If I have gained anything, it also comes from the world. Stay with me, and I will help you become a Buddha."
Xie Qi understood the deeper meaning of her words, his rationality was as tight as a string, and he suddenly increased the strength in his hands.
Du Xuandu raised his neck like a dying crane, his face purple and swollen, his bones and flesh melting away, revealing a white skull.
Xie Qi's eyes tightened: "You've already died once."
The bones creaked and trembled, and the woman's soft voice said, "Yes, if you die again, you will never see me again."
His bones were shattered and could be turned into dust in the next moment. Xie Qi said coldly: "Do you think I dare not?"
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The Buddhist disciple made rapid progress and entered the ranks of enlightened monks through practice.
Master Kongwen was very pleased and kept praising him.
Master Kongwen is about to break through. He is also one of the few great masters in Jiuzhou who has achieved the state of leaving the body. However, his heavenly way is flawed, and his breakthrough will most likely end in failure.
He has lived for nearly a thousand years and is not as good as young cultivators. The backlash of failing to break through will be life-threatening, so Master Kongwen did not tell anyone.
He tried his best to delay the arrival of that day, hoping that before that, the Buddhist disciples could grow up and support the Brahma Temple.
Today, the Buddha’s disciples are many times more intelligent and knowledgeable than before, as if they had a sudden enlightenment overnight and realized their nature and became Buddhas.
"You are worthy of being the Buddha's disciple that our master has sought out after decades of deducing the secrets of heaven. Your wisdom is beyond the reach of even my master."
The Buddhist disciple trembled and lowered his head humbly.
Everyone in the Brahma Temple was aware of the subtle changes in the Buddha's son.
He became increasingly silent, rarely talking to his fellow disciples, as if he was strictly observing some invisible precepts.
This kind of silence and wisdom that is difficult for ordinary people to achieve further widened the distance between the Buddha and his disciples. They began to become strangers, as if there was a ravine between them. The Buddha's disciples lived in a high place that was not easily accessible to ordinary people.
Only Master Kongwen did not distance himself from his beloved disciple because of this change.
On the contrary, when he saw Xie Qi's progress, he felt even more sorry for his apprentice's hard work day and night.
After one class, Kong Wen couldn't help but touch his disciple's furry head.
"Good boy, you've suffered."
The young Buddhist raised his head and looked at Kongwen in confusion.
His eyes were clear, and he was clearly still the same Buddhist disciple, but he seemed to have grown up invisibly. His eyes blinked, and he looked at Kongwen with a watery and bright look, like a little fox.
Kong Wen's eyes were slightly red: "Good boy, so smart, really good."
The Buddhist disciple's eyes widened like a child who had been praised. Although he looked restrained, the joy and touch in his eyes were obvious.
The old man and the young boy looked at each other for a moment, and Kongwen turned his head first.
He suddenly felt guilty.
Xie Qi entered the Buddhist monastery at a young age, away from his biological parents, and practiced Buddhism since childhood, but he had never felt the warmth of human family.
The people in Brahma Temple had high hopes for him and protected him like the apple of their eye, but at such a young age he had to bear the expectations and ambitions of many people.
Kongwen was devoted to Buddhism and was also busy with the mundane affairs of the temple. He never cared about whether his children were tired or sad and lonely over the years.
Xie Qi has always been introverted, never showing his emotions, upright and steady, which conforms to all the world's expectations of a Buddhist.
But now, he rarely showed some childish nature in front of Kongwen.
Kongwen has grown old and knows that he is likely to pass away soon. The emotions that he once restrained are no longer easy to contain.
One day, Kongwen called the Buddhist disciples to his own monastery.
After closing the door, he still peeked out to see if any of his disciples saw him.
This was totally inconsistent with his usual image. The Buddhist disciple couldn't help but burst out laughing, but when he came to his senses, he quickly put on a serious face.
Kongwen also smiled, his deep wrinkles squeezed together, and his face was full of kindness.
He beckoned the Buddhist disciple to come forward and placed something in his palm.
When the Buddhist disciple took a look, he saw that it was a piece of malt sugar wrapped in oil paper, with a sweet aroma.
Kong Wen smiled and said, "Eat quickly. Master secretly hid this for you. Don't let the abbot find out."
The Buddhist looked at the maltose in a daze: "Why give me this?"
Kong Wen patted his head again: "You must be very tired recently. Have a piece of candy and cheer up."
The Buddhist disciple raised his head, his eyes shining, and took a careful bite.
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"During those days, the one who spent time with the Master and was praised by everyone, couldn't he be a Buddhist disciple?"
Master Kongwen's eyes shook: "It's Du Xuandu."
Stealing jade and hooks, hating purple and taking red.
Du Xuandu occupied the position of a Buddhist disciple.
Was Xie Qi defeated? Or was he deliberately condoning it?
Chen Qian asked, "When did the master discover this?"
Master Kongwen looked up at the towering buildings, with their eaves curling up and wind chimes making soft ding-ling sounds.
There is a tall building in the Brahma Temple, named Weilou.
The tower is a hundred feet high, and you can pick the stars with your hands.
"When this poor monk failed to break through and his life was hanging by a thread."
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The way of heaven is flawed, and no one in the world has reached the state of becoming a god for thousands of years.
Master Kongwen's failure was expected.
In order not to disturb the people in the temple, he only told his two junior brothers that he was breaking through alone on the top of the dangerous building.
It was then that he heard Du Xuandu's real voice for the first time.
"You can go now."
When the voice of his disciple Xie Qi reached his ears, Kong Wen was still confused, not understanding why he went up the dangerous building so late at night.
On the highest floor of the dangerous building, winds came from all directions, blowing the dress fluttering.
Du Xuandu looked a little dazed: "Don't you need me anymore?"
Xie Qi said: "I never needed you."
Du Xuandu did not argue with him and remained silent.
There was no light in the dangerous building, and Xie Qi's delicate features were unclear in the dim light.
He looked at Du Xuandu and couldn't help asking, "What are you reluctant to give up?"
A kind face appeared in Du Xuandu's mind, and the warmth of the early sun rose in her heart. It was a strange feeling that she had never felt in her half-life of wandering.
She held Xie Qi's face and calmly talked about Buddhist scriptures with Kong Wen. Every time the old monk curved his eyes and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes came together, she couldn't help but want to laugh and wanted to put her head in his palm and let him touch it again.
Kongwen never hesitates to give praise.
Sentence after sentence was completely different from what I had heard before.
It’s not “The Saint is the most beautiful woman in the world”, “The Saint’s martial arts are unparalleled”, “The girl is a natural beauty”, “You are my living Bodhisattva”…
The old monk's praise was simpler and more plain, but coming out of his mouth, it was so sincere and touching.
Du Xuandu subconsciously retorted: "How can I be reluctant?"
Xie Qi stopped talking.
The moonlight lengthened her shadow. Xie Qi stared at the shadow on the ground and repeated, "You should leave."
"Thank you, Qi." Du Xuandu said, "What on earth did you go through during your trip to the Demon Realm? Why did you rush to drive me away as soon as we returned to the temple?"
Xie Qi couldn't help but clench his hands hanging at his side, as if he thought of some horrific scene. His eyes hidden in the shadows looked at Du Xuandu's face facing the moonlight.
This woman's cultivation level was not as high as his, and her fragile neck would break if bent, but Xie Qi had to patiently explain things to her.
Realizing this, he felt irritated.
"You are from Taohua An. In the demon world, Du Wuzhu almost killed everyone."
When Du Wuzhu was mentioned, Du Xuandu's body stiffened. This scene fell into Xie Qi's eyes, and his irritation became even more intense.
He said coldly, "Good and evil cannot coexist. You and I should be strangers."
Du Xuandu said, "I understand. I'll leave now. Don't worry, you took me to the immortal boat to meet the enemy, and I will help you practice. We will pay for the goods and owe nothing to each other. After today, I will not remember anything."
After hearing this, Xie Qi was not relieved, and the shadow in his eyes became even darker.
At this moment, a strange breath descended, and Xie Qi's hairs stood up in an instant. Du Xuandu also felt it, his heart suddenly lifted, and he became alert in an instant.
The sound of footsteps came from far away and got closer. Xie Qi and Du Xuan both heard the sound and when they were about to step into this place, they attacked fiercely at the same time.
The man was wearing a monk's robe and walked out quickly from the shadows. There was blood at the corner of his mouth, and his face was pale but full of anger.
Du Xuandu and Xie Qi's attacks were already before them, but they both stopped abruptly. Two voices, one male and one female, blurted out almost simultaneously:
“Master!”
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