Chapter 562 I Hurt Her
Hua Seng looked at Tao Zi calmly.
Tao Zi pinched her palm, calmed down, and said, "Does he know?"
"He won't know. A person who forcibly binds himself to the rules will see everything blurry. That's probably why he came to you. Don't worry, I will only tell you about this."
Tao Zi lowered her eyes and did not respond.
Over the years, she knew better than anyone that one should not gamble on luck, especially luck related to the laws of nature.
When Tao Zi spoke again, her tone was as calm as possible: "You seem to be changing the subject."
The flower monk was silent for a long time before he said, "I don't know how to put it."
"There's plenty of time. Take your time to think and speak."
The flower monk drank cup after cup of tea in silence. After finishing, he took out new tea and good water from the storage container and continued to brew it.
Tao Zi watched from the side for a long time, until it got dark outside, and then Hua Seng finally spoke.
"Those people were coming for me, and I was the one who led her here. I didn't want to implicate her, so I tore open a way for her to escape at the cost of destroying my cultivation."
Tao Zi looked at his face, which had fallen silent again, and filled in the rest of the story herself: "Yu Niang refused to leave and died to protect you. Did you become possessed by the devil because of this?"
That was true, but she always felt that it couldn't be that simple. What's more, it was impossible for one's cultivation to soar just by becoming a demon.
Her situation is special, but what about the Flower Monk?
As expected, the Flower Monk shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "It's just like this, I can't become a demon."
He whispered his true origins.
At that time, there was a flaw in the way of heaven, and some of the missing rules fell into the hands of Buddhist cultivators. Coincidentally, that part of the rules was related to the luck of Buddhist cultivators.
After many twists and turns, Hua Seng became the maintainer of the rules. He was reincarnated in Xuan Yue for every life, and this part of the rules would not be swallowed by the way of heaven. As a price, he had a short life in every life, and even if he cultivated immortality, he could not live for more than a hundred years.
Under the influence of Buddhist rules, it would be much more difficult for the Flower Monk to become possessed by the devil than for ordinary cultivators. Similarly, once possessed by the devil, he would face a situation: successfully ascend to heaven or transform into nourishment for the way of heaven.
But no matter which path one takes, the rules and luck belonging to Buddhist practitioners will no longer exist. Even if the way of heaven returns to normal, Buddhist practitioners will be seriously injured, just like the Taoists in the past.
After Hua Seng finished speaking, Tao Zi's expression grew even colder as he listened to the familiar ending.
She didn't believe that there was no insane soul haunting the place.
Tao Zi didn't ask any more questions about what happened three thousand years ago. She just asked directly, "Then how did you become possessed by the devil?"
"After we temporarily escaped capture, Yu Niang... she transformed herself into a corpse demon. A living corpse demon can only maintain consciousness for three days. She then used her own flesh and blood as medicine to send me into demonic possession."
Tao Zi's voice turned cold: "You're just going to watch like this?"
"I was blind at the time, and had lost most of my senses. I thought it was just a bowl of medicine that would restore my sight, until..."
"Where's her soul? If you can become a demon within three days and recover your strength, there will always be a way to save her soul!"
The Flower Monk's hands trembled, and he closed his eyes. After a long while, he reopened them and said, "The soul is also medicine. The moment I became possessed by the devil, the trace of consciousness she left within her bones was also devoured. All that was left was a skeleton destined to turn to dust."
Tao Zi stared at him intently until a sudden voice rang out, "Has that soul completely merged with yours?"
He is a senior in physical cultivation.
The Flower Monk didn't care where the voice came from, and simply replied, "It's clearly visible within my soul."
The body cultivator said calmly, "Then there's still hope. As long as you die quickly, we can take out your soul."
The flower monk laughed, and his laughter was a little crazy, and he finally looked a little possessed.
"I can't die. If I could, why would I wait until today?"
Yu Niang was unwilling to exchange his life for hers, so why would he be willing to do so?
After laughing enough, the flower monk said, "I have merged with the laws of Heaven. Only Heaven can kill me. If Heaven won't allow me to die, how can I die?"
Maybe it’s not appropriate, but Tao Zi still thought of Yue Shan and the others.
The flower monk could see what she was thinking about for a moment, and said, "Yueshan and the others are my former selves. They will die, can die, and can die. But one day, they will become me."
Tao Zi suddenly understood.
So that’s how it is. This is what the disaster is like.
Seeing the realization on her face, Hua Monk grasped at a life-saving straw and said cautiously, "What do you understand?"
Tao Zi looked at him like this, and her thoughts raced as she realized what was happening. She asked, "You think I can help you? So you want to see me?"
The flower monk did not hide it, nodded, and said: "I have calculated dozens of times in the past few days. Only you can help me."
He paused, then continued, "Failure in ascension is self-evident, but if successful, one can detach the soul and send Yu Niang to reincarnation, but this will damage the luck of the Buddhist cultivator."
Tao Zi said: "At this stage, success or failure will affect the luck of Buddhist practitioners."
"My love tribulation is my own, and Yu Niang shouldn't be blamed for it." The flower monk said, "The Buddhist cultivator's luck has changed. This is not only visible to Master and others, but also to other Buddhist cultivators. They will find out the truth sooner or later. The Buddhist cultivators of this world may not blame Yu Niang, but what about future generations? Yu Niang is so innocent, she shouldn't and can't bear those accusations and become the scourge of future generations."
"Whether it's for Buddhist cultivation or Yu Niang."
The Flower Monk stood up, bowed deeply, and whispered, "Please, Senior Sister Tao, show me the way."
Tao Zi thought for a moment in silence, then finally said a few words: "Has there been talk of a love calamity since the beginning? Has anything strange happened during your escape?"
Hua Seng didn't understand at first, but after a while, he was completely stunned.
Yes, at the beginning, it was absolutely impossible to ascend, and there was no such thing as love tribulation at all.
Escape... How could a trace of consciousness and a pile of bones escape the eyes and ears of those people?
"How could this happen? Why did this happen? What is Yu Niang's fault?"
Tao Zi stood up and retreated to the door silently.
Now, Hua Monk doesn't need anyone around him.
"Tao Zi, is it Yu Niang's destiny to suffer this calamity, or is it because of me that she has suffered this calamity?"
She didn't reply, and Hua Monk didn't need to answer.
The answer has long been clear.
"It was me who harmed her."
As the door closed, I could vaguely hear a murmur.
Naturally, these words reached Shaohua's ears outside the door. She sneered but didn't say anything else.
Qian Xuanhua asked anxiously, "Tao Zi, how is my junior brother?"
"He won't die. Let him recover on his own. He will recover."
If you have enemies, you can always recover.
It is really shocking when great revenge is taken.
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