Three Buddhist bells ring, and then I join the queue to wash up.
In the blink of an eye, everyone had been here for four or five days, and a vague sense of accustomedness had settled in. Their previously raw sense of vigilance seemed to be gradually smoothed over by the subtle influence of something unknown, dulling their senses considerably.
A hare was running when it bumped into a tree and died, disappearing in an instant.
Yun Xian was stunned when he saw this, thinking, "It seems true. Apart from Master Jide's remains, no other bodies have appeared in the lotus seat. Even the person from yesterday disappeared in an instant, and no one knew where they went. It's impossible that they were all eaten. Were there any bones left?"
...Wait, the fact that a hare could kill itself while running is strange in itself.
She shook her head and washed her face with cold water again, trying to wake herself up.
Although the wooden Buddha statues given by Master Mingguang can resist corrosion, they are not completely unaffected. They are being assimilated by the lotus seat, as if wrapped in a cocoon.
Because Yun Xian washed her face an extra time for the first time, Xue Lingxiu was kinder to her the whole morning and didn't glare at her as much.
"What kind of magical weapon is the Purple Gold Bowl?"
The Smiling Buddha might have overslept today and wasn't there for morning self-study. Yun Xian, staggering through the scriptures, telepathically sent a message to Qi Zhiye, "It sounded very familiar to me when I heard it yesterday. What does it have to do with the black gold bowl of the Sword Sect in the Four Directions Secret Realm?"
"The relationship between grandma and granddaughter." Qi Zhiye said, "Apart from the Buddhist treasures, the others are either imitations or inferior products made of similar materials."
Simply put, the Purple Gold Bowl is the genuine product, and all others are counterfeit. However, the Black Gold Bowl can produce an effect on the Golden Bell Cover. If it were replaced with the Purple Gold Bowl, I'm afraid the effect would be a hundred times stronger than it.
"...So it's another weapon against Buddhists?" Xue Lingxiu didn't quite understand what the Buddhist sect was thinking. Most people wouldn't understand, either: "Your precious Buddhist treasure is the most useful weapon against me?"
Qi Zhiye said nothing, then asked, "Do you think they have a mental illness?"
How could he insult someone and even insult his own master? Xue Lingxiu said, "I didn't say that."
"I think so too." Qi Zhiye's face looked like he was smiling, but there was no trace of smile. "The situation in the Four Realms is constantly changing. Buddhism, with its unique skills that allow both offense and defense, has been at the forefront of all sects for a long time. The abbot was worried that with such a powerful force, some people would become ambitious and things would get out of control, so he created the Purple Gold Bowl as a warning. Creating something to use against someone when there's none, isn't that amiss?"
Young Master Yun, who vowed to strengthen the Sword Pavilion: "..."
Ji Xiaoxue, who was about to take over the Body Building Sect: "..."
From their perspectives, they could understand and admire the idea, but they would never do so. If they had to choose a leader from among all the sects, Yun Xian felt that Buddhism could handle the task. However, it was precisely because of Buddhism's approach that they felt uneasy about their position. This was a helpless situation. Compassion doesn't mean weakness, but those in power sometimes have to resort to tough measures, and Buddhism doesn't.
How can we protect sentient beings by simply protecting them? To truly solve the problem, we must start from the root cause.
Yun Xian: “Pooh, pooh, pooh!!”
"Sanya, what are you doing?" the old lady scolded. "How can you be so disrespectful in front of the Buddha statue?"
Yun Xian quickly turned back his unconsciously Buddhist thoughts, but the more he thought about it, the more he felt that it made sense! He couldn't help but feel a little depressed.
But it didn't matter. Yun Xian had never considered her own opinions to be particularly important. She easily accepted the other person's point, so convincing her wasn't a big deal. Even if she thought the Smiling Buddha's words made sense, that didn't mean she thought what he did was right.
Yun Xian learned the trick of seeing the essence through appearances without any instruction, and forced himself to stop thinking with the words "it's already here", successfully resolving a disaster that no one noticed.
Today it was not the Diamond Sutra but the Heart Sutra. When Yun Xian saw the dense small regular script characters, he felt as if Miss Ji was crawling on him. Finally, he turned his gaze to the other side, the newcomer who came yesterday.
The person at the front was supporting his chin with his hand and looking around inconspicuously.
Why did Yun Xian initially think these people weren't from Qiankun City? Of course, it wasn't just because they were poorly dressed. If they were poor, they were all wearing linen clothes. Just looking at their gait and behavior, they exuded a wild, unsophisticated, and bandit-like air, unlike the honest laborers of Qiankun City. This was especially true of the young girl leading them, who looked to be in her teens and had a vertical scar across her right eye.
If Yun Xian is a poor little dog, then she is a country dog.
Yun Xian found that her cultivation level was not bad, around the Nascent Soul stage, but the people leading her were of mixed quality, with people of all levels of cultivation.
Since he is not from Qiankun City and was not attracted by the wind and flowers, then he came here on his own?
The quest suggestions released by Xuanbao Pavilion are so specific that most people wouldn't bother to come and try them out, so in the end—
Suddenly, a voice came from her ear: "Hey!!"
Yun Xian was almost frightened by the powerful voice transmission.
"You over there, are you the leader?" the girl said to her arrogantly, "My name is Wangcai, and I'm here to clear out this... thing... I'm laughing. Anyway, stay out of the way and stay away. Do you hear me?"
"You, Qing?" Yun Xian asked, "How did you get here?"
But seeing that she uses a pseudonym, she must know something about the Laughing Buddha.
"There are fewer people in the village!" Wangcai said as a matter of course: "Since we have collected protection fees, we have to protect the village. I heard from Xiaotao next door that the man disappeared here, so we have to bring people here. Did you see him? It's a man named Li Gen."
Yun Xian: “…” Sorry, this shouldn’t be a pseudonym.
It seemed the barrier's chaos wasn't limited to the lotus pedestal. When the group had originally entered, the lotus pedestal had been similar to the demonic cult's altar, floating in a state of disarray, hidden from view unless it was revealed. Now, it had landed near some small village, visible to anyone. It was unknown what the Smiling Buddha's condition was.
Wangcai: "I asked you a question, why didn't you answer?"
"Oh." Yun Xian couldn't really think of anyone who had recently appeared. He asked, "What are the more obvious characteristics of that Li Gen?"
Wangcai said without hesitation: "It's very ugly."
Yun Xian: "I haven't seen any." She really had never seen anyone ugly.
"Wait." Yun Xian remembered something and asked, "Wangcai, hasn't the Smiling Buddha asked your name yet?"
Wangcai glanced at her inexplicably, as if he thought her calling her by her full name was a bit too familiar, but he still said, "I didn't ask. But last night, the girl handed us a note and asked us to write down our names and hand it in."
Yun Xian frowned. It was still too late.
Wangcai laughed wildly: "Haha! Fortunately I can't read! Otherwise, if she asked me to write, I would write, wouldn't I be so embarrassed!"
Yun Xian: “…………” For the first time, she was able to say to others that fools have good fortune.
It wasn't long before Yun Xian started chatting with Miss Wangcai. Wangcai's mouth was like a leaky sieve, letting out everything. She claimed to be a bandit who had forcibly occupied the small village and was viciously demanding tribute from everyone, such as a daily steamed bun, a large meat bun, or even the services of young boys and girls playing with her. Her brutality was appalling.
The weak younger brother behind her looked at Yun Xian and asked in confusion, "Big sister, is she Yun Xian?"
It looks a little different from the portrait, but he looks like a good swordsman.
Wangcai picked his ears: "What is Yunxian? Explain clearly."
"That's Yun Xian, the ringleader of this Four-Party War, who recently resolved the Tang Ling Rebellion. He's quite impressive!" The younger brother's eyes lit up with excitement. "It's been in the newspaper for three days. Didn't you tell me to show it to you after I read it?"
"Who said I want to see it? I use it to wipe my butt." Wang Cai said in annoyance, "Go away! What's Yun? What's Xian? She's not my mother, who would want to know her! And this person is clearly called Yun San Ya, how could she be Yun Xian?"
I wanted to argue: "They have the same features, and their swords are equally ugly..."
Taiping screamed in Yunxian's spiritual palace: "You are sick! You are ugly, your whole family is ugly!!"
Annoyed to death, Wangcai said fiercely, "So you mean I'm wrong?"
The younger brother said aggrievedly: "...I went to chant sutras."
Yun Xian was happy to watch the fun, but that wasn't the most pressing matter. Wangcai and his group had technically strayed in, but once they were in, it wasn't easy to get out. Besides, judging by her appearance, she didn't have any magical tools like a wooden Buddha statue. She couldn't be allowed to stay in the lotus seat for more than five days, or she would surely die.
"Wangcai," Yun Xian said seriously, "Although this is the first time we meet, I beg you, if the Smiling Buddha comes later, don't attack him. Don't have any killing intentions either."
"Don't do it, I understand. We have to observe the situation before we kill someone. We're not that stupid." Wang Cai scratched his head and said, "But how do we control the killing intent?"
This question stumped Yun Xian.
It was a century-old question: one couldn't hide the desire to stab someone, but Yun Xian still struggled to get up and said, "Just treat her as an old grandmother who teaches in the village. Use respect for the elderly and love for the young to suppress the desire to kill! Believe in yourself, you can do it!"
Although Wangcai is rather wild and seems to have not been well socialized, she is still very loyal. If you tell her to respect the elderly and love the young, she might not understand. But if you tell her that not controlling her behavior could affect her plans, she will understand and immediately say, "Okay, I understand! I won't do it."
In the second half of the morning chanting, the smiling Buddha appeared.
When the Buddhist chanting sounded outside the hall, everyone's crooked sitting postures straightened up a lot. Those who were sleeping were woken up. Yun Xian wiped the saliva on the scriptures and reached into his arms without changing his expression.
Well, the Buddha statue is still there, but it looks like it’s about to break apart right there on the spot.
The sword talisman is still there.
Feeling further down, I found that the defensive socks were put on and the hairpin was inserted.
She touched from toes to head, and Xue Lingxiu's face turned green. Finally, she confirmed that she had finished, sat up straight, and began to recite the Heart Sutra with great concentration.
The Smiling Buddha of the day was absolutely friendly. He beamed as he said, "Today, many new children with deep Buddhist connections have arrived. No matter what, as long as you join us, you are all brothers and sisters. We must help and care for each other."
Everyone looked at Scarface Wangcai: "..."
How can this be considered a profound connection with Buddhism?! Could you please stop lying so openly? You look like a naughty kid who would steal robes and offerings, okay?!
The Smiling Buddha emphasized: "Everyone, did you hear that?"
Everyone said weakly: "I heard it."
The Smiling Buddha smiled with satisfaction and kindness. The girl behind him handed him a stack of papers. She flipped through them and began to call out names: "Has Daqiang arrived yet?"
"arrive."
"Has Erniu arrived yet?"
"arrive."
Having forcibly requisitioned Taiping's evil eye, Yun Xian could now clearly see that as soon as the person responded, the blood-red branches surrounding the Smiling Buddha would wriggle and instantly penetrate the person's ear canal. The branches were intricately intertwined, gradually absorbing the flickering light within the person's brain, dimming and dissipating, the final result being like Lin Zhi's twinkling eyes.
When the roll call was called just now, Lin Zhishuang did not answer. Another person in the team said that he refused to listen to anyone's advice last night and opened the door and ran out.
Judging from the labor market shortage at the village entrance, he is probably mixing fertilizer with a happy face now.
The Smiling Buddha was flipping through the pages when suddenly his smile froze. He seemed to be reading carefully. After a while, he said uncertainly, "Wang... Bei?"
It turned out that Wangcai was really illiterate and could only write half of what she wrote. But it was a blessing in disguise. Yun Xian signaled her to respond quickly.
Wangcai replied, "It's me."
The branch couldn't find a place to stay, so it drooped down dejectedly and quietly hid back into the body.
Smiling Buddha: “…………”
Yun Xian suppressed her laughter. She thought, this couldn't be Wangcai's fault. With such imperfect management methods, there would always be some special circumstances.
Qi Zhiye still didn't read the sutra today. He had confirmed that the Smiling Buddha was Mingren, and now he knew Mingguang's plans, and he couldn't calm down. Then, the Smiling Buddha said, "Son, have you figured it out?"
Qi Zhiye asked, "What did you figure out?"
"Have you reflected on what I said yesterday?" The Smiling Buddha looked at him kindly, "You know in your heart whether I was right or not."
Qi Zhiye looked at her steadily, with a very complicated look in his eyes.
The Smiling Buddha asked gently, "What's going on?"
"Why do you insist on me admitting you're right?" Qi Zhiye said indifferently, "You've done so many things over the past few decades, leaving behind only a bad reputation and costing so many lives. Do you insist on me admitting you're right because you think I might become a Buddhist traitor like you, and that's why you're so desperate for recognition?"
This is really unpleasant to hear.
"Practice." The Smiling Buddha's expression remained unchanged, and he only smiled faintly, "Your provocation is very poor."
Qi Zhiye also stared at her and frowned, "Am I wrong?"
"Of course I'm wrong." The Smiling Buddha said firmly, "I'm not a traitor to Buddhism, but an orthodox Buddhist."
His tone was calm and composed, as if he was stating a truth known to everyone. Qi Zhiye was speechless and shook his head, saying, "I don't understand."
"I enlightened you because you have the potential for enlightenment," the Smiling Buddha said. "You simply took a detour along the way and need to correct it. Why do you always think about revenge?"
Qi Zhiye sneered and said, "Killing someone means paying with one's life. This is only natural. Why can't I take revenge?"
"That's why I said, you still don't understand."
Talking to the Smiling Buddha was torture. It was like hitting cotton with a full-strength blow. She paid no attention to any offense or attack, simply looking at the other person with the tolerant eyes of a child, just looking at him, as if he was still young and everything he said was childish.
Qi Zhiye clenched his fists and after a long pause, he suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Then let me ask you, what do you want me to do?"
"Of course, forget it," said the Smiling Buddha. "Forget everything, let go of worldly ties, and cultivate great aspirations to bring benefit to the world."
Qi Zhiye: "Like those people outside?"
The Smiling Buddha smiled faintly: "You are a Buddhist, how can you be just like them?"
Qi Zhiye: "It's easy to say, but whoever hurt you, you can forget it and let it go?"
Smiling Buddha: "Why can't we forget? Why can't we let go? Only by leaving everything to heaven's punishment can we achieve unity. You seek revenge, I seek revenge, everyone slaughters each other, each seemingly with their own reasons. Others don't understand, but do you understand? To end hatred, you can only end it in your own hands."
Qi Zhiye sneered, "If someone killed your parents and burned your house, would you be able to say this so easily?!"
The Smiling Buddha's expression shifted slightly, like the soundless cracking of ice.
In the silence, she smiled faintly and said, "My earthly parents both died as a result of divine punishment. Their deaths are not worth regretting."
“…”
Everyone's pupils shrank slightly.
Death by divine punishment sounds nice, but doesn't that mean...she killed herself?!
It turns out that Akihito's parents disappeared for such a ridiculous reason!
Wangcai didn't quite understand what he was saying. He said, bewilderedly, "Hey, what do you mean, Sanya? What heavenly punishment? Why are you talking so weird? It sounds scary."
Yun Xian was taking something out of his sleeve.
Wangcai asked again, "Why are you ignoring me? Is that why you asked me not to take action? Will I be struck by lightning?"
"No." Yun Xian stood up and said, "I asked you not to take action because I want to take action."
Wangcai: “??!”
At this moment, an extremely sharp sword light shot out, cutting through the space and heading straight towards Mingren. Her eyes became fierce and she dodged, but because she was caught off guard, she was still cut in the mouth.
Black blood flowed out and the hall was silent.
The other five people knew about it in advance and were now on edge, observing the situation. Zhang Heyan's group was holding the Heart Sutra and reading the Diamond Sutra with ecstasy, not affected by external things at all. Only Wangcai looked shocked as if he had been deceived.
The old couple almost fainted and trembled, "Sanya, you, you, you...how dare you do that in the main hall!"
The Smiling Buddha lowered his eyes and looked at the back of his hand which was bleeding profusely. He tilted his face to the side in some confusion, probably thinking about the same question.
She looked up at Yun Xian and said, "Child, what are you doing?"
Yun Xian said nothing, and crushed a few more sword talismans. The sword energy covered the sky and formed a sword net, rushing straight towards the Smiling Buddha without mercy!
The hall was narrow, and behind him was the Buddha statue with its back to the Buddha. The smiling Buddha wanted to dodge, but he couldn't let Yun Xian destroy the Buddha statue. For a moment, he was restrained and forced a smile, "San Ya, you are too naughty!"
Yun Xian had long wanted to chop the Buddha statue into pieces with his sword, so he pinched a sword talisman between his two fingers and asked something expressionlessly.
The Smiling Buddha didn't hear clearly: "What?"
Yun Xian cares about the physical and mental health of the elderly: "Are you angry?"
Smiling Buddha: “…?”
"I still have a lot," Yun Xian said, and then he activated a sword talisman, chattering like a newly brought-home dog. "Are you angry? Are you angry? Are you still not angry? I'm deliberately picking on you. Are you really not angry? Are you really, really not angry?"
Even Zhang Heyan was stunned. He regained consciousness for a brief moment and was stunned.
How could he have the good of witnessing such a bizarre sight in his short life? A Buddhist cultivator in the Fusion Stage could be chased and beaten onto the roof beams by a sword cultivator who had just left his body and was still unstable, yet he remained silent and didn't fight back. This seemed too...
It’s too immoral!!
He was speechless and choked.
No matter how you look at it, the Smiling Buddha looks like a grandmother with gray hair and a kind smile. If he were outside, he would have to give up his seat to others when riding in a carriage. Yun Xian, on the other hand, looks like a strong and energetic teenager. The picture now is extremely difficult to watch, and has nothing to do with the word heroic.
If he were to write a newspaper for the people in Qiankun City, he would have already thought of the title:
Shocking! A teenage girl publicly assaulted a 60-year-old woman, leaving her bleeding profusely and no one trying to stop her. The hidden story behind this is heartwarming.
"Stop it! Stop it!" The old woman, unable to ascend due to her lack of cultivation, watched the Smiling Buddha flying around in the sky and cried out in grief, "This is ridiculous! Come down now!"
Yun Xian twisted the sword talisman and saw that he had used up one third of it, which was almost enough, so he finally stopped.
“…”
The Smiling Buddha slowly descended to the ground.
The sword talisman of the Spirit Severing Stage was extremely powerful, and even she couldn't take it easily. Now her hair and clothes were disheveled, and blood was slowly oozing from many parts of her body. She looked a little embarrassed, but that was all.
It is almost impossible to harm her life with these.
Yun Xian calmly pinched the sword talisman again, forcing himself to ignore the slight condemnation from his conscience, and continued to ask: "Are you angry?"
The Smiling Buddha shook his head and said, "No."
Yun Xian: "Really, you're really not angry?"
Smiling Buddha: "It's normal for children to like to fight and play. Just be careful about the occasion next time. If you damage the Buddha statue, it will be troublesome."
Yun Xian looked at her steadily, and could not see a trace of annoyance on her face.
The atmosphere was a little tense. At this moment, a young man under Wangcai seemed to have mustered up his courage and came up with a knife, shouting and killing. Yun Xian was unable to stop him. The Smiling Buddha didn't even turn his head, just watched him chop his waist with a knife.
"So, if you have a bad habit, you must correct it immediately." Buddha said with a kind smile, "Children love to imitate."
No matter how hard the young man tried, his knife couldn't penetrate the body. It was like he had hit some kind of diamond. He immediately shouted in anger, "Hand over Li Gen! Did you kill him?!"
"Establishing roots?" Buddha asked, "Who is that?"
Boy: "I clearly saw him coming to you!!"
For someone who lives on the edge of a knife, fighting is commonplace. In this bizarre situation that he cannot understand, the instinct to protect himself in his heart was instantly aroused, and transformed into—
The killing intention towards the enemy.
At the moment when murderous intent was about to rise, the expression of the Smiling Buddha suddenly turned cold. The red branch that was invisible to ordinary people was connected to the temple of the young man in front of him, and it slowly squirmed and was about to attack. At this close distance, a magic light with a sharp aura attacked. The Smiling Buddha sneered, and the Taiping Sword was screamed and bounced away. In just a few back and forths, he cursed Yun Xian thirty times in his heart, calling him a bastard and a shit eater. Finally, he hit the wall and fell headfirst into the arms of Jimo Shu, who had been peeping at him from some point. After looking at each other for a moment, both the magic and the sword were embarrassed.
In silence.
Taiping Sword: "You also think Yun Xian is mentally ill, right?"
Jimo Shu: "You are the one with a mental problem, why are you scolding her?"
But Taiping was flung away, and there was still the sword talisman. Yun Xian seized this lightning-fast opportunity and fired several sword talismans in succession, each time hitting a precise point. The branch let out a human-like cry and broke all over from the cut!
That's why she said yesterday that only she could do it. She has a magic sword, can open the evil eye, and is a sword cultivator, able to control sword talismans. If it were really Qi Xingye, he would probably just stare blankly at her.
The young man had no idea how tragic an ending he had avoided. He only felt that the blood that had almost stagnated just now finally began to flow. He was kicked to the side by Wangcai and was stunned.
The ugly branch lay on the ground, bounced twice at last, and withered into a thin flower.
Everyone in the hall looked at the branch, including the Smiling Buddha.
Her expression was frozen in place.
It was like a dream bubble was burst on the spot.
“…Divine punishment?”
Yun Xian said, "Senior Mingren, perhaps you were very brave in the past and you have experienced many things. But now, you are really a coward. You are so cowardly that you dare not admit that you did it and killed the person. You blame everything on the heavens, saying that it is the heavens that are punishing you. Therefore, this is not your sin and you don't need to bear the responsibility."
Smiling Buddha said woodenly, "Who are you talking about? I'm not Akihito."
Yun Xian: "Why are you so obsessed with Qi Xingye? Because you want a successor who can carry forward your ideas. But a Fusion Stage cultivator can live for at least 500 years. Why are you looking for a successor so soon?"
The smiling Buddha's fingertips curled slightly: "I said, I am not Akihito!"
"You obviously are." Yun Xian said, "Because you can't convince yourself, you are too contradictory! Are these the people you didn't save in Faxi Country back then? Or are they people you know? You think they are good people, and you feel guilty towards them, so you gave them the role of savior in your own field, killing them while saving them at the same time. What exactly do you want to do? No, I can't ask you. If you knew, you wouldn't be like this now."
The Smiling Buddha raised his eyes, and the expression on his face was terrifying.
Maybe this is what she really looks like.
All the onlookers felt their breath hold in their chest, as the pressure was overwhelming like a mountain, not to mention Yun Xian who was right in the center of the situation, cold sweat already dripping down his face.
The Smiling Buddha took a half step forward and said coldly, "What do you know?"
Yun Xian: "I..."
The Smiling Buddha approached her step by step: "Let me ask you, what do you know?!!"
Her roar was like thunder, and her expression became increasingly ferocious and uncontrollably fierce. The branches behind her curled and surged, ready to strike. Yun Xian did not move, but looked at her quietly.
A little sad.
Yun Xian asked: "Do you look like you want to kill me?"
The Smiling Buddha was completely frozen.
In that split second, a similar bloody lotus blossomed on her face. Her entire body began to crack, blood gushing out. She hurriedly covered her face, frantically saying, "No... Can't kill... Can't kill!! Can't kill!!"
The wooden Buddha statues on everyone's chest began to glow intermittently, burning like charcoal. The entire hall rumbled and flickered. In this chaos, one could actually see the boundary between the two spaces.
The evil Buddha statue was pushed to the ground, its red veil fell off, and its golden body was broken, but it was still smiling suddenly, with human flesh and blood stained on its lips. Dead bodies were scattered all over the ground in front of the altar, and those that were so old were almost turning into rotten bones. Looking around, there were only a sea of human heads, too many to count.
This horrific scene appeared and disappeared alternately with the bright and magnificent Buddhist temple hall. Sometimes the ground was covered with blood, and sometimes it was filled with the fragrance of Buddhist incense. The alternation speed was getting faster and faster, and it seemed that the chaos was about to reach an extreme!
Yun Xian lowered his eyes and looked at the smiling Buddha covered in blood.
If you want to destroy a barrier, you don't necessarily have to attack it from within. If you are confused, how can the barrier coexist?
She touched her waist out of habit and was stunned.
Hey, where is Taiping, such a big guy?
At this moment, the Smiling Buddha finally raised her eyes quietly, and Yun Xian and her looked at each other.
Yun Xian got goosebumps all over his body: "..."
Are you really going to chop her? Grandma, those words just now were just to provoke you, so they were a bit too loud. She really didn't mean that -
The next moment, Yun Xian’s eyes went dark and he fainted. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw everyone falling to the ground with him.
The moment her head hit the ground, she thought worriedly, "Grandma, why didn't you tell me earlier that you had this map-wide AOE skill? What should I do now? It looks like I'm going to flip over!"
When I opened my eyes again, I saw iron windows and iron bars, and the steamed bun I had eaten was dry.
Yun Xian found himself locked in a small single room.
There were no clouds, no sky, no stream outside, only a chaotic darkness. There was no window in the small room. Yun Xian rushed to the railing and looked into the eyes of Wangcai, who was also crying behind bars.
silence.
Wangcai's eyes sparkled as he said, "Saya, you are so amazing!!"
The little brother next door: "I told you she's Yun Xian!!!"
In the long corridor, everyone gradually woke up, everyone grabbed the railing, and the scene suddenly became very awkward.
Ji Rongxue asked, "Yun Xian, are you on my right? Can you reach out your hand?"
Yun Xian stretched out his hand with difficulty and groped for the furry paw on his left side. He said with a distressed look, "How long will we be imprisoned?"
"Don't you realize this is no different from the previous bunk bed?" Xue Lingxiu's voice came from nowhere. "Senior Mingren must be really angry."
Yun Xian: “…”
I get it. Being locked up in a prison and being locked up in a bunk bed are actually the same. You can't go out either. But before, you could eat and sleep well during the safe time every day, and you could wash your face in the stream and play outside. Now you just stay locked up like this. Anyway, you guys are courting death, haha!
This is probably what Mr. Akihito went through.
Qi Zhiye lit a flame on his fingertips, communicating with the outside world. After a while, he said, "I can't sense Senior Mingren's stable consciousness anymore. It's not that she doesn't want to recover, it's that she can't, so she can only lock us up here temporarily."
Constructing a domain is a difficult task. Previously, the lotus seat was a complete village with many lifelike Buddha phantoms. Now the Smiling Buddha's body was in a state of chaos and could no longer support such a sophisticated conscious creation, so it could only hastily build a simple place and throw everyone in.
The culprit, Yun Xian: "...What about the barrier?"
Qi Zhiye said: "It's broken. But not completely broken. She is still holding on."
Everyone was silent again.
Qiao Lingshan said, "I've never been in prison in my life. I didn't expect it to look like this."
Feng Ye: "You don't have to experience this kind of thing... It seems like the people next to me are not alive..."
Aside from this prison, there was a chaotic consciousness everywhere. Yun Xian was still biting his nails, thinking about what else he could do next, besides waiting for Master Mingguang to arrive, when he suddenly felt a headache, like a churning sea: "Ah! My head... my head hurts!!!"
"What's wrong?" Ji Rongxue asked with concern, "Is the brain going to grow out?"
Xue Lingxiu: "Come here... Tsk! Tell me about your symptoms! Describe them in detail!"
Feng Ye: "Remote consultation? Do you want some water, Yun Xian? Are you thirsty? Ling Shan has some!"
"No." Qi Zhiye said firmly: "Inner demon!"
“Inner demon?!” “Where does the inner demon come from?!”
Did the Smiling Buddha change his strategy? What on earth was she planning?
Yun Xian was in pain when suddenly Ji Rongxue's expression changed and he said patiently, "I'm here too."
Yun Xian heard her trembling voice, and suddenly found a way to laugh, saying, "Still laughing at me! Now you have a brain. Watch closely!"
Ji Rongxue gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "...It's not funny!"
Xue Lingxiu angrily said, "You know it's not funny! You know it's not funny too! You two have used up all your extra brains to make up jokes!"
It was obvious that this was bound to happen sooner or later, and the Smiling Buddha would not let anyone go. Suddenly, there was a cry of pain in the prison, and occasionally there were a few laughs that sounded like leaking air, which sounded so weird that it couldn't be weirder.
“…”
The smiling Buddha in the chaos was looking at the several balls of light in front of him with a stern expression.
She didn't know what she should do. The resentment that had been pent up in her heart for decades burned like fire, almost burning her to the bone.
The Smiling Buddha suddenly raised his eyes and walked towards the first ball of light.
What comes into view is an endless cliff of snow-capped mountains. On the huge rock at the entrance are the sharp words "Jian Ge" engraved. However, it is now stained with blood, and weapons are scattered everywhere. No one knows where the owner has fled to, and he even left behind his own natal spirit sword.
On the mountain peak, the remaining blood of a Taoist couple flowed into the sect protection formation. With despair on their faces, they were gradually surrounded by a group of people in fire robes.
So, he is from Jiange?
The Smiling Buddha had long stopped paying attention to the affairs of the martial arts world, but in her vague memory, there was once a brilliant swordsman who also came from Jiange.
But that was a long, long time ago.
Is the thing you fear most, the destruction of Jiange?
The Smiling Buddha turned his gaze away indifferently and continued walking deeper into the depths.
This time, what she saw was a perfect match, a handsome man and a beautiful woman, snuggling together with affection.
The woman was wearing light clothes, some of them tanned and some white... Hmm? Never mind, it doesn't matter. The man, dressed in a graceful Taoist robe, smiled gently and said, "My lady, you know, you are the only woman I have ever given a legitimate relationship with. Doesn't this prove my feelings for you?"
The woman was moved to tears: "Lord Yao...for you, I am willing to do anything!"
Seeing San Ya's innocent and childlike appearance, I thought she had never thought about these things, but it turns out that she already has someone she loves, and that person is already married. How tragic.
The Smiling Buddha continued to walk deeper into the cave woodenly, but this time, she saw a peerless beauty.
Although he had been a monk for a long time, Mingren could still tell the difference between beauty and innocence. This man had an amazing appearance rarely seen in the world, a frosty temperament, and a flower on the top of a mountain. No one dared to touch him or pluck him.
But why is there another man? What about the guy in front?
Smiling Buddha's chaotic mind was a little confused. At this moment, San Ya's voice came over: "Big Brother!"
The handsome man looked in the direction of the voice, his expression remaining calm.
San Ya rubbed her hands together and said, "Big Brother like you was born to be teased by me!"
Smiling Buddha: “?”
As soon as San Ya finished speaking, she began to remove the handsome man's Taoist robe. Unexpectedly, the robe had more than a dozen layers, layered on top of each other. She peeled more and more, until the man looked like a hand-peeled bamboo shoot. The more San Ya peeled, the more he took off. The handsome man just stood there, looking at her coldly, and said, "I'm going to tell my master's wife about this."
What?! How could this be possible? Sanya immediately screamed in fear: "No!!!"
Smiling Buddha: “………………”
Did she come to the wrong place?
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