Zhang Ling sat on the futon and listened attentively to the story.
He didn't expect that this flying centipede had such a great origin and was actually the guardian beast of the Xumi Realm!
Although it was only the clone that was killed in Taohua Temple, it seems that there will be a backlash on the original body.
Going through disasters and hardships always involves both opportunities and risks. There are countless saints in heaven and on earth who have suffered from disasters and turned into ashes and scattered between heaven and earth.
"Ever since I attained the Vajra Fruition five hundred years ago, I've rarely seen that centipede in the Xumi Realm. Perhaps its clone's life force is deficient, and its original body is suffering a backlash, forcing it to rest and recuperate."
"Thinking back, I realized it gave me a great fortune, but I ended up suffering the consequences. I feel ashamed, and I have spent the past five hundred years touring the world hoping to make amends. Finally, my efforts paid off. Today, I met Your Excellency in Yongning County, and I am filled with emotion."
Zhang Ling sighed and pulled the hot peach fruit from his sleeve. "That day, the Flying Centipede sat on the ground at Peach Blossom Temple, stretched out its neck, and I pierced its chest with a sword. Feeling a little regretful, I took the seeds from the peach tree where it lived and planted them there. The peach tree was originally shady and full of fruit, but unexpectedly, lightning struck the firewood and turned the peach tree to charcoal, leaving only this fruit. I picked it up to keep as a souvenir, but who knew it would have such a profound causal connection."
Fashan saw the peach in Zhang Ling's hand with his own eyes, clasped his hands together, and said with emotion: "Amitabha, it is true that the Supreme Lord and my Buddha are destined to be together. A kind heart and wisdom have continued the life of this Xumi beast clone. I wonder if you can bear the pain and give it up?"
Zhang Ling handed the peach to the other party, waved his hand and said, "It was just an accident. I never thought that such a fate would come to me. Master, please take it. It should be yours."
Fashan solemnly took the hot peach, cut it open with one finger, and a thumb-sized dark red centipede emerged from it. As soon as it saw the sunlight, it curled up into a ball, and the next second shade appeared. It turned out that the monk felt pity for it and used the sleeves of his cassock to block the sunlight for it.
"Thank you for your kindness, Your Excellency. I will always remember this kindness."
After Fashan finished speaking, he took out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it over: "This is the Wordless Sword Art that I have treasured for nearly ten thousand years. I think it is more suitable to be handed over to the Supreme Lord."
Zhang Ling pushed his hand away and declined, saying, "I haven't put much thought or effort into it, so how can I dare to accept a master's treasure?"
Fashan shook his head and said, "The law of fate is beyond words. I feel deeply moved. This item belongs to you."
Zhang Ling pushed his hands twice and said seriously, "That day, the flying centipede sat on the ground with its neck stretched out. Its chivalry and courage were admirable. It's a pity that we have different standpoints and cannot compromise. This matter has resolved the cause and effect in my heart. Later, my mind has become clear and I will never be so shameless as to accept it."
Fashan nodded and continued, "I will return to the Xumi Realm soon and return the life source of this clone to the guardian beast. This will also be considered as settling the karma in my heart. Your Excellency, you have helped not only me, but also the flying centipede. If there is a chance in the future, it will definitely repay you."
"Please accept this wordless sword sticker, Your Majesty. Otherwise, my thoughts will be hard to understand, and my inner demons will arise frequently."
Zhang Ling heard Fashan say this and immediately accepted the scroll from his hand: "This is the first time, the second time, but not the third time. I will obey your command respectfully."
He didn't accept the wordless sword sticker before not out of pretense, but because he took into account the cause and effect relationship.
After all, the flying centipede's clone's life source was cut off by him, and it might anger the guardian beast of the Xumi Realm. He had to get to the bottom of everything and couldn't try to get the upper hand for no reason.
If you always try to take advantage of small gains, you will suffer big losses sooner or later.
There is a sense of connection between people. Everyone knows who is really taking advantage of each other, just like a mirror in their hearts, but they just don't say it out loud. At the critical moment, it is easy to lose the ball and lose the big picture for the small.
How could the gods not know this truth?
It was not until Fashan said that the Flying Centipede would not bear grudges but would repay the favor that Zhang Ling accepted the thank-you gift.
The young man in green opened the wordless sword sticker in front of him, and suddenly a rainbow light appeared. After about two or three breaths, it returned to calm. The whole scroll was as white as snow, like a blank piece of paper, without any words on it.
Zhang Ling's mind was sharp and his eyes were like torches. He could immediately tell that this thing was extraordinary. There was a vast and ethereal sword light that was as thin as a gossamer and faintly emanated from the empty paper.
"Your Majesty, I have been contemplating this sword for nearly ten thousand years, yet have gained nothing. I only know that daily meditation can solidify my foundation and purify my mind. Today, I have a feeling that this object is a perfect match for you. This can be considered a good karma, continuing today's good results."
As Fashan was narrating, he suddenly noticed that Zhang Ling was standing still, with an unknown and powerful sword rhythm emanating from the surroundings. He understood what was going on, and knew that Zhang Ling had suddenly realized something and was immersed in studying it, unable to extricate himself.
The sleeves of his cassock were waving in the air, and a beam of Buddha's light covered the entire backyard. After doing all this, Fashan stood up and said: "Amitabha, please rest assured and attain enlightenment here. I have opened the Dharma protection barrier for you. I will return to Xumi now and see you again in the future if we have the chance."
A few breaths later, a young man in blue was left alone in the yard, sitting under the Bodhi tree with a sword in his hand. He looked intoxicated and immersed, as if he had entered into an epiphany here as if nothing else was happening.
At this moment, the scene around Zhang Ling changed drastically. He was in the boundless sky, with the sound of wind whistling in his ears, but he could not see anything, as if there was only endless void in this world.
In the land of longevity.
Qinglian was playing and laughing with the thirty-six Thunder Pengs on Lingshan Mountain. Suddenly, they were stunned for a moment, and then they all soared into the sky and disappeared into nothingness.
The next second, Zhang Ling suddenly had an idea and looked sideways towards the east. There were a lot of light spots flying towards him, and the one leading them was a green rainbow light.
"Qinglian!"
"Lei Peng?"
Zhang Ling was surprised and waved his hand to hold the green lotus, but he saw thirty-six thunder rocs surrounding him. The scene here produced a strange phenomenon, the whole sky seemed to be upside down, the sky was tilting and the earth was turning over, it was very terrifying.
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