Chapter 103 Tolerance? (Bug Fix) Tolerance? What tolerance? I...
Everyone around knows that Shen Zhengyuan is deliberately causing trouble for him, but no one dares to speak up to dissuade him or plead for him.
After all, although Shen Zhengyuan doesn't respect anyone, is eccentric, and speaks arrogantly, there was one truth in what he said earlier.
He truly calls the shots in the cultivation world now.
Just when everyone thought that the leader of the ghost cultivation world was about to die, he turned to look at the lay Buddhist practitioner from the Zen cultivation world who was hiding his face with a bamboo hat and asked, "In your opinion, what should I do?"
Upon hearing this, everyone turned to look at Li Chen.
The meditation community differs from the Dharma practice community. Although they may use drastic measures when encountering demons harming people, they mostly prioritize compassion.
This laywoman, Chenjin, was accepted as a disciple by Zen Master Mingcun. Although she was not ordained as a bhikkhuni, her knowledge of Buddhism must have been profound, otherwise her fame would not have been so great, second only to Zen Master Mingcun.
Han Shannan looked at the person on the ground, then at Li Chenjin, and finally looked at Shen Zhengyuan strangely, saying, "Did he offend you? I didn't hear him mention your cultivation world."
Shen Zhengyuan glanced at him and said, "In your opinion, what should you do after he spoke of your master like that?"
Everyone was startled upon hearing this.
The previous leader of the Ghost Cultivation Realm was the Sword God, but they had never heard of the Sword God taking on any disciples. Moreover, when the Sword God was alive, he was at odds with the Demon Realm, so how could he possibly take on any demons from the Demon Realm as disciples?
But these words came from Shen Zhengyuan. Although Shen Zhengyuan is crazy, he doesn't like to make up lies, so what he said is probably true.
Those around Han Shannan couldn't help but look him up and down, trying to discern some of the sword god's demeanor from him, and also curious about what he would say next.
Han Shannan looked down at the old man, drew his long sword, lifted his chin, and examined him for a moment before suddenly laughing and saying, "Since he likes to spread rumors and slander, why not pull out his tongue and feed it to him, so that his tongue can talk inside his own belly."
Shen Zhengyuan raised an eyebrow, his gaze towards Han Shannan showing a hint of appreciation. Then, he looked at Li Chenjin again and asked, "And you?"
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it any longer, Li Chen could only sigh and say, "Let bygones be bygones. After all, there are many troubles in this world; let go of what you can let go of."
Everyone thought that Shen Zhengyuan would not agree, after all, everyone knew that he was vindictive.
But unexpectedly, after hearing Li Chenjin's words, he nodded, as if agreeing with Li Chenjin, "Then let him live."
The old man was overjoyed and kowtowed repeatedly to Shen Zhengyuan, saying, "Thank you, Ancestor Shen! Thank you, Ancestor Shen!"
Just as everyone was secretly exclaiming that the madman had changed his ways, they heard him say to Han Shannan, "Go, pull out his tongue and feed it to him."
Han Shannan's eyes widened immediately. "What? Me?!"
Shen Zhengyuan asked, "What? You dare to say it, but not to do it?"
Han Shannan was initially reluctant, as he was naturally a clean freak and really didn't want to do anything that would get his hands dirty. However, provoked by Shen Zhengyuan, he immediately retorted, "Who said I wouldn't dare! I..."
"Hill."
As soon as Li Chen spoke, Han Shannan immediately fell silent, instinctively covering his mouth and turning his head to look at her cautiously.
Li Chen spoke up for a simple reason: she knew that although Han Shannan was a hothead, he wasn't afraid to kill, but he wasn't good at torturing people. If a precedent was set today and the demonic nature within him was stirred up, who knows what he would become afterward.
It's better to stay as innocent as you are now. You may be a little naive, but at least it's reassuring to see you like this.
She looked at Shen Zhengyuan and said, "Ayuan, he's just a child. Children say things without thinking, he was just joking. Since you've decided to let him go, why go through all this trouble?"
Shen Zhengyuan glanced at her, then looked down at the old man again and asked, "Do you want your tongue, or your own life?"
The old man looked up at him in alarm, only to see him slowly revealing a slightly twisted smile as he continued, "Do you need me to teach you how to do it?"
"No, no! I, I know!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Zhengyuan's lips curled into a barely perceptible smile. He remained silent, simply watching him quietly.
The old man trembled violently as he slowly reached into his robes and pulled out a gleaming dagger.
Then, under the horrified gazes of everyone around him, he slowly opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and without hesitation, swung his dagger and cut it off!
The sound of flesh being cut rang out, and half of a dark red tongue fell into his palm. Blood gushed from his mouth instantly, staining his white beard and shirt.
His entire face was contorted in immense pain, yet he clenched his teeth, daring not to utter a single scream, only letting out a series of gasping sounds from his throat.
What's even more chilling is that, staring at the trembling mass of flesh in his palm, he actually stuffed the piece of his own tongue back into his mouth, then, with his neck stiffened, he swallowed it with great difficulty, enduring the excruciating pain and the blood in his mouth.
As he swallowed, someone nearby couldn't help but gag.
Once one person started, the others followed suit and began to vomit. Soon, the sounds of vomiting rose and fell. Even Han Shannan, who had initially made the suggestion, couldn't help but turn pale, whether from fear or nausea, it was hard to tell.
Shen Zhengyuan, on the other hand, watched all of this indifferently from beginning to end, as if he were simply enjoying a drama that had nothing to do with him.
Only after the old man had completely swallowed his tongue did he slowly shift his gaze, glance at Li Chenjin, and then turn and leave without looking back.
Although Han Shannan was disgusted, he still had the mind to pay attention to Shen Zhengyuan.
After seeing him leave without looking back, he walked up to Li Chenjin and asked, "Why did he leave so suddenly? Wasn't he always bothering you before? And he even said you two were Daoist partners just now, so why now..."
Li Chen looked up at Han Shannan with a hint of anger in her eyes, which silenced Han Shannan, who dared not utter another word.
"Han Shannan, remember to think before you speak in the future." Li Chenjin tapped his chest and said, "Don't say things you don't think before you speak."
Han Shannan: "..."
Han Shannan: "Oh..."
Li Chen glanced at him with annoyance. This guy was quick to admit his mistakes, but whether he could remember them was another matter.
But right now, Han Shannan's matter wasn't the most important thing. She only told Han Shannan to take the sweet rice balls to the house to rest before turning around and leaving.
well……
It's been more than a month since their argument, and I can't believe he's still angry. Older people are just stubborn.
She followed Shen Zhengyuan to the back garden of Wanshan Gate.
Although the Wanshan Sect is the headquarters of the sword cultivator world, when the former sect leader was still alive, he advocated a balance between work and rest and self-cultivation. Since sword cultivators are inherently full of killing intent, they should cultivate themselves even more.
Therefore, although there are martial arts training grounds for sword cultivators within the Wanshan Sect, most of the space is used for relaxation and sightseeing, such as bamboo groves, lotus ponds, gardens, and artificial mountains and landscapes.
Having seen so much of the past, I used to find things ordinary. But now, looking at them again, I realize that everything is beautiful and reflects the painstaking efforts of the former sect leader. It seems that he was afraid that the disciples in the sect would become too bloodthirsty and lose their true selves. However, very few of them can understand the former sect leader's intentions.
Finally, Shen Zhengyuan stopped by a bamboo grove. He clearly knew why Li Chenjin had followed him. Although he didn't seem to care, he found a quiet and secluded place so that she could do what she wanted.
After Li Chen stopped, he looked up at the bamboo forest in front of him.
As a gentle breeze rustled through the bamboo, a faint "shashasha" sound filled the air, along with the subtle fragrance of bamboo. In a daze, one could almost hear the laughter of people playing and laughing.
She gazed at the bamboo grove before her and murmured, "It's not much different from before..."
Shen Zhengyuan said, "The scenery never changes; only people's hearts change. If it's Li Xianghuan, he will definitely come back for revenge."
“But I am not,” Li Chenjin said. “Li Xianghuan is dead. The only one in this world who looks like Li Xianghuan is Li Chenjin. Li Xianghuan will take revenge and kill all those who have wronged her, but Li Chenjin will not. In Li Chenjin’s view, these are just the push and pull of fate.”
"Moreover, if it's Li Xianghuan, then who knows who these flowers will be given to?"
As she spoke, she suddenly stretched out a hand in front of Shen Zhengyuan.
Shen Zhengyuan was taken aback. When he looked down, he saw a perfectly intact peony flower lying quietly in Li Chenjin's outstretched palm. He wondered when she had picked it.
Shen Zhengyuan: "..."
He stared at the flower, remaining motionless for a moment. Li Chen looked up at his face and then said, "Don't want it? If you don't want it, then I'll..."
Before Li Chenjin could finish speaking, Shen Zhengyuan snatched the flowers from her hand. Although he accepted the flowers, he still looked angry and turned his back, still unwilling to talk to her.
Tsk...
He does look somewhat like he did more than 700 years ago. I never thought that Shen Zhengyuan could revert to youth when he gets angry.
She coughed lightly, moved closer to Shen Zhengyuan, and tugged at his sleeve. "Ancestor Shen? Sect Leader Shen? Are you still angry? I spoke without thinking before. I wonder if Ancestor Shen or Sect Leader Shen could be magnanimous and forgive me next time?"
Shen Zhengyuan ignored her words and instead asked, "In the world of Zen meditation, has all you learned been how to be tolerant?"
Li Chenjin asked, "Tolerance? What tolerance? Since Sect Leader Shen wants to be my beloved, does it mean that I should put aside my pride and bend my back to please her?
"you!"
Shen Zhengyuan seemed genuinely interested in having a serious argument with her, but he didn't expect her to say something like that, so he immediately turned around to look at her with some annoyance.
But when he met her smiling eyes and saw her smiling face, he couldn't stay angry for a moment. For some reason, his face turned slightly red, and his hands unconsciously tightened, almost crushing the delicate peony.
Author's Note: The rankings are empty, hehehe. Luckily, I was mentally prepared. I knew that given how I sometimes earned less than two cents a day, I'd definitely be left out during the National Day holiday. [doge emoji]
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