Chapter 95 Chapter 95 A sudden enlightenment
All the sounds around faded away, and the rustling of the wind in the forest seemed to have stopped. The arm holding her waist was thin but exuded a scorching heat.
Ling Fuying had heard Chen Fuxue say he loved her in her ear, but she just thought he was used to her body because of the bondage of love.
Ling Zhouci hugged her tightly, openly expressing his feelings for her and looking like he couldn't live without her.
Ling Zhouci, who once liked Yuchi Xianyue, fell in love with her?
"If you like Shen Fuxue, I can too, as long as you let me stay by your side."
Ling Zhouci thought and struggled for a long time, and finally realized his own feelings: he couldn't live without her.
Compared to Chen Fuxue, or even Xuan Min, he had no advantages, leaving Fu Ying with too many choices.
In terms of power, he is just a young master, and in terms of cultivation, he cannot compare with anyone. He doesn't know what to use to fight for it. Such a decision will undoubtedly break his heart, but he has no choice.
Rather than being abandoned by her, he would rather be one of her many choices, at least he can still have her.
But even so, he didn't know whether Ling Fuying was willing.
Last night Yuchi Xianyue said that she could be hugged by two men, and today Lingzhouci said the same thing again.
Ling Fuying felt creepy just thinking about such a scene. Wouldn't he have no free time every day, with all his time occupied by them?
"Young Master, you..." Ling Fuying pondered carefully, "I don't have any feelings for you. Perhaps you've been misled by a ghost. After a while, you'll understand that it's not love."
Ling Fuying pushed him away and left.
Ling Zhouci's eyes were red as she watched her leave, her joints turning white from being pinched.
Ling Fuying, you are mine.
Ling Zhouci was reciting silently, with a distorted look on his face.
After Ling Fuying returned, she tossed and turned. Things were getting more and more strange. She probably had to avoid Ling Zhouci for a while.
It was not until the day of the Dharma Assembly that Ling Zhouci saw Ling Fuying. He knew that she was avoiding him.
On the day of the Dharma Assembly, there were many pilgrims in Dajue Zen Temple, and they all came to the Dharma Hall to listen to Xuan Min's lecture. This time he was lecturing on the Buddhist classic "Diamond Sutra". He took a passage from the sutra and explained in detail the meaning, background, story and philosophy behind the words in this sutra. He quoted from the classics and told the story in a simple and easy-to-understand way. Xuan Min's gentle voice made people calm and feel as if they were in the story he was telling.
On the throne, Xuan Min, draped in a solemn cassock, looked just like the deities and Buddhas enshrined in the Mahavira Hall. He softly said, "All phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows; like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."
Ling Fuying didn't understand much, and some pilgrims were like her, but some had a superficial understanding of these things. Although they were confused, they looked solemnly and looked at Xuan Min seriously, waiting for his explanation.
This verse means that all things in the world, formed by causes and conditions, are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, shadows, morning dew, and lightning. They are illusory, unreal, and fleeting. We should transcend attachment through wisdom and contemplation.
He further explained this verse by telling the story of Zhuangzi dreaming of a butterfly and being unaware of the self and the world.
He said a lot more after that, but not much remained in Fuying's mind. He only remembered the first sentence: "All conditioned things are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows."
So, was her rebirth and everything she experienced just an illusion?
Before the end, believers will raise questions in their hearts, and the master will answer them. This is called "debate" or "questioning".
Ling Fuying changed the way he asked the question and asked his own question.
Xuan Min's compassionate eyes turned to her and answered her question, "When the donor smelled the fragrance of the spring flowers in the mountains and forests, his heart was filled with joy. When he saw the flowers fall, he felt melancholy. Could his thoughts and feelings be false? But if the donor clings to the fragrance forever, it will be a cause of suffering."
She seemed to understand.
After the ceremony, Ling Fuying was about to return when she saw Xuan Min approaching. A wisp of incense was trailing behind him. His gentle gaze fell on her face, and he added, "What I just said is not to ask you to deny the past. It might be more appropriate to view it as a way to calm down, let go of obsessions, and let go of yourself."
"After all, if you know it's a dream while you're dreaming, you can be at ease."
Listening to Xuan Min's peaceful and quiet voice, Fu Ying fell into deep thought.
What was the reason for her rebirth? Was it to make Yuchi Xianyue, who had abandoned her, feel bad, or to break up the ending in the book between him and Shen Fuxue? Or was it to pursue the freedom she desired?
She was trapped in the changes and pursuits of Chen Fuxue, Yuchi Xianyue and even Ling Huaixu Lingzhouci.
She was annoyed by Yuchi Xianyue and Shen Fuxue's relentless pursuit, had a headache because of Ling Huaixu's interference, regretted the mistake she made with Xuan Min, and was troubled and worried by Ling Zhouci's confession.
She was so worried about what had happened that she almost forgot her real goal.
The freedom she wanted was not what she thought was getting rid of Chen Fuxue and Yuchi Xianyue. The real freedom was to let go of them completely, not be disturbed by them, not be disturbed by them, and not have to think about how to get rid of them every day.
Their likes and dislikes, their pursuits, have nothing to do with her.
They are not important. What is most important is what she wants to do, whether it is cultivation, traveling, or making new friends.
Ling Fuying suddenly understood, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."
Xuan Min did not answer. Sometimes he himself could not understand the mystery, so how could he deserve the word "guidance" from others?
After the two separated, Ling Fuying was stopped by Ling Zhouci on his way back. Thinking back to Xuan Min's words, Ling Fuying calmed down and asked, "Young Master, why are you stopping me?"
She was clearly so close, right in front of him, but Ling Zhouci felt she was so far away.
"Then why are you deliberately avoiding me?" Ling Zhouci's breathing was a little rapid. His body was clearly getting better with the help of the medicine, but he was not as happy as he had imagined.
Ling Fuying looked at him for a moment before saying, "Young Master, I won't hide from you anymore. Do you have anything else to do?"
Her face was calm, and she didn't seem to care about the matter at all, but the more she looked like this, the more bitter Ling Zhouci felt.
"Since there's nothing else, I'll leave first." Ling Fuying walked around him.
Even if Ling Zhouci really developed some inappropriate feelings for her, she was not obligated to respond.
As soon as she returned, the figures of Chen Fuxue and Ling Huaixu came into her sight. Seeing them, Ling Fuying couldn't help feeling annoyed, but then she thought, why should she be affected by them? The most important thing was to focus on what she wanted to do.
What she cares about most now is the Nine Tribulations Jade. She should go back and practice and rest.
The heavenly fire in her body has been resolved and will no longer threaten her life. Instead, it can become her helper. She has also gotten rid of her identity as a cannon fodder and can take charge of her own life. She is now in the Lingxu realm and it is impossible for her to reach the sky in one step. She cannot rush things.
After visiting Dajue Temple, where will he go next time? Ling Fuying has already started planning his future.
But not long after, there was a knock on the door. It was Chen Fuxue's voice.
She thought about it and let him in.
Having not been close to Ling Fuying for many days, Chen Fuxue closed the door, turned around and hugged her in his arms, his cold and soft long hair gently rubbing against her cheek.
The unique cold fragrance on his body filled Fu Ying's nose, making her breathing slightly disordered and she tilted her head.
"Xiao Man, between you and Ling Huaixu..." He stopped talking and asked, "When can we get married?"
Ling Fuying didn't want to lie to him anymore. It wasn't so much a lie as it was a desire to stop racking her brains trying to figure out how to fool him.
"Let me go first."
Chen Fuxue's lips lingered on Ling Fuying's soft and warm cheek for a moment, then she raised her head and loosened her arms. In the slightly dim dormitory, her face no longer had the gentleness of the past, and Chen Fuxue felt a little uneasy.
But perhaps, she wanted to agree to marry him.
Shen Fuxue was nervous but also felt a hint of anticipation, "Xiaoman, what do you want to say?"
"I don't intend to marry you."
After Ling Fuying finished speaking, Chen Fuxue fell silent, then said: "Is the time not right? I can wait."
"It's not because of time. Even if three or five years had passed, I still wouldn't have planned to marry you."
At this point, Chen Fuxue already understood, so it was indeed as Yuchi Xianyue said, Xiaoman was just lying to him, and promising to marry him was just a delaying tactic.
But he still didn't want to believe it.
Shen Fuxue took a few steps forward and held her in his arms again, "Then Xiaoman, what do you have to do to agree to marry me?"
At least for now, she would not agree, whether it was Chen Fuxue or anyone else, she would not agree. She was tired of being tied to others.
Ling Fuying sighed, "Chen Fuxue, the future is long. I am not the only one in your life. There are many things you can do."
Why cling to her?
"You are my only future." Chen Fuxue said, his eyelashes trembling slightly, looking at Ling Fuying in front of him in confusion, "What did I do wrong?"
There is no right or wrong in these things. The only thing she can blame is that she was reborn and no longer wants to be involved in love between men and women. As for Chen Fuxue, she can't make any promises.
"Xiaoman, I don't ask for more. I will follow you and will not interfere with your decision. You can do whatever you want..." Even if she can't let go of Yuchi Xianyue and likes Ling Huaixu Lingzhouci or even Xuanmin, he doesn't care.
Chen Fuxue was thinking that perhaps the previous confrontation between him and Ling Huaixu made Ling Fuying feel annoyed.
Ling Fuying paused for a moment, "You go back."
Chen Fuxue couldn't hear what she said at this time. He didn't want to leave, but he was worried that Ling Fuying would become even more annoyed. He actually knew that Ling Fuying didn't like being controlled by others, so he had no choice but to leave.
During the few days they stayed in Dajue Zen Temple, Ling Fuying and Xuanmin went to see the flowers in the mountains and forests, the waterfalls on the cliffs, and listened to him recite many scriptures.
Although I didn't quite understand what I heard, I still had some vague insights after listening to it.
Chen Fuxue didn't bother her again, which made Fu Ying feel relaxed and happy. But her happiness didn't last long, as Yuchi Xianyue came again.
Ling Fuying silently recited the scriptures he learned from Xuanmin, keeping calm in his heart. He flipped through the scriptures by himself and ignored him.
Under the dim light in the room, Ling Fuying was only wearing a thin nightgown, with her long black hair loose, lying on the bed reading a book, revealing a small part of her fair and white arm. This scene reminded Yuchi Xianyue of the scene in the Three Thousand Realms when Ling Fuying was waiting for him to come back on the bed.
As soon as he got closer, he could smell the faint fragrance from her. When he looked down, he found that she was reading Buddhist scriptures.
"When did Madam become interested in this?" Xuan Min said, and the smile on his face faded. Xuan Min was the only one who was proficient in these things, and this Buddhist scripture was probably written by Xuan Min.
Ling Fuying ignored him and continued to read the book to try to understand the mysteries, and referred to the "Great Wisdom Treatise" to understand the meaning of the scripture on his own.
When thinking about these things, I can indeed temporarily forget some of my worries and troubles.
Yuchi Xianyue sat down beside the bed, but she never even glanced at him. He made a very childish move and covered the scriptures with his hand, preventing Ling Fuying from reading.
But she did not argue with him. She looked as if everything was empty and closed her eyes to go to sleep.
Faced with such a Ling Fuying, Yuchi Xianyue was somewhat helpless. He hated her ignoring him like this, as if he was nothing but air.
He would rather let Fu Ying argue with him.
"Are you going to become a monk?" Yuchi Xianyue couldn't help but ask.
But he didn't hear the answer.
Yuchi Xianyue looked at her closed eyes, her little face was fair, her long eyelashes cast a small shadow under the light, her lips were slightly open, and her white teeth could be seen.
He reached out and lifted a strand of hair from Ling Fuying's cheek. His fingertips felt slightly hot, and a voice in his heart kept urging him to lean over and kiss her red lips.
The soft touch, the hand holding Ling Fuying's cheek tightly.
Yuchi Xianyue seemed to be addicted, craving the feeling of lips and teeth entangled with her, flesh and blood blending together. He used to be confused and disdainful to understand such a relationship. Physical desire was just the lowest excuse for people's inability to control themselves.
But every time he was with Ling Fuying, such thoughts always came to his mind.
Even if I occasionally see her raise her eyes or even scold her, I will have a different feeling.
He also became the despicable person he once described himself as, although he never claimed to be a gentleman.
Ling Fuying hurriedly opened her eyes and tried to avoid him, but he was pushed back by him. Yuchi Xianyue was extremely aggressive at this time, and her breath was filled with his scent, which diffused through his lips and tongue.
Can't escape, can't hide.
The flickering lights caused Ling Fuying to loosen his hairband, causing his long hair to cascade down. In a panic, he grabbed a strand of it at random. It felt soft and smooth like fine silk, but Ling Fuying pulled it hard, determined to hurt Yuchi Xianyue.
His scalp ached, and Yuchi Xianyue frowned slightly, thinking that Fu Ying was too harsh.
But his expression returned to normal in an instant. He stood up, breathing softly, staring at Ling Fuying's lips that he had kissed red, and gently stroked them with his slightly cool fingers.
His eyes were slightly moist, and his voice was a little hoarse when he spoke, "Madam, it doesn't seem too much for a husband to ask for a kiss."
During the argument, Ling Fuying's clothes loosened a little. He felt warmth in his palms and gently held Ling Fuying's soft hand, but she broke free.
Then he shook her hand back without getting tired of it, causing Fu Ying to keep telling herself to calm down, but she still couldn't bear it any longer.
"You are at most my ex-husband, so you are not afraid of your tongue being blown away by the wind."
"We can become a real couple again at any time, so what difference does it make."
He could control her dreams and force Ling Fuying to enter into a marriage contract with him, but he didn't want their relationship to be mixed with anything else.
"What have you thought about the last proposal?" Yuchi Xianyue quickly looked away. If he continued to look, he didn't know if he could continue to endure it.
Ling Fuying thought for a moment and remembered what had happened.
Yuchi Xianyue had previously suggested that she could have both him and Shen Fuxue.
She had no such intention, but she felt a pang of mischief and couldn't help asking him, "So what are the plans for tonight? Will it be the same as before, with you taking turns one day and him the next?"
Yuchi Xianyue couldn't help but recall the intimate scene between Ling Fuying and Shen Fuxue in his mind, and the intense jealousy was about to burn his sanity.
"This is not public for me. If your turn comes, what will I do if I want to sink into the snow?"
"Also, if I get pregnant, how can I tell the father of the child?"
"How can we explain our relationship to the outside world? If it's still like before, with you and I being a couple in name only and Chen Fuxue secretly being my husband, what if he disagrees? Besides, rumors will surely spread as time goes on."
Ling Fuying looked hopeful, yet also a little worried, as if she liked this proposal very much.
The person who took the initiative to propose it was Yuchi Xianyue, but when she accepted it so easily, and even seemed happy to see it happen, Yuchi Xianyue's face turned a little ugly. It's not that he hadn't thought about this possibility, but the feeling of anticipation and actually hearing her say it in person were completely different.
Ling Fuying's smile was dazzling, and the faint fragrance in the room was a little muffled. Her soft voice was also very harsh, and Yuchi Xianyue's solar plexus was throbbing.
"Are you unhappy?" Ling Fuying glanced at his face, paused and asked in confusion.
"Madam, are you doing this on purpose?" She deliberately wanted to see this expression on his face, deliberately wanted to pierce his heart, and would not be satisfied until a bloody hole was made.
"Didn't you bring this up? This is something that needs to be considered, and there's even more to it than that. If three people live together, there will inevitably be more conflicts and friction."
It was raining outside, and the sound of water dripping from the eaves disturbed Yuchi Xianyue. He couldn't guess Ling Fuying's true thoughts for a moment.
"You can't do it, Yuchi Xianyue." Ling Fuying stared into Yuchi Xianyue's dark green pupils. "Even if you can do it, you won't be able to hold on for long."
After Ling Fuying expressed all these doubts, Yuchi Xianyue found that he really couldn't do it.
If she gave Chen Fuxue even half a glance, he would probably demand it back a thousandfold.
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