"Master Huaijie?"
It was Xie Buchen's turn, but when Moga turned around, he saw him staring at a certain direction in the void inside the hall. He felt strange and couldn't help but shouting.
Xie Buchen heard it, but did not look away immediately.
He was still staring in that direction, his brows slightly knitted, and he looked for a while before retracting his gaze and smiling at Moga: "I was a little distracted just now."
He looked like he was distracted.
Moga didn't take it to heart after hearing this. Moreover, even if he did, he couldn't find the reason. After all, he was completely unaware of the incredible feeling that Xie Buchen was experiencing at the moment.
So he just nodded, asked Xie Buchen to come forward, arranged accommodation for him, and handed him the "key" for entering and exiting.
But Fu Chaosheng's feeling was quite difficult to describe.
Not a coincidence.
It was definitely not a coincidence that this person was looking in his direction just now. He really discovered something or sensed something.
With his natural cultivation as a great demon, he would only show some signs of weakness in front of the most powerful people in the Nineteen Continents.
But the perception of heaven, earth and all things has always been very wonderful.
Generally speaking, when it comes to being close to nature, humans are not as good as monsters; but sometimes, there are monks with outstanding talents who are blessed by heaven and are born with extraordinary perception.
When there are changes in the sky, the energy of the surrounding environment is affected, and living beings may see it with their own eyes, feel it throughout their bodies, or even have a premonition in their hearts, which is all considered "perception".
The more you can detect subtle changes in Qi, the stronger your perception will be.
Fu Chaosheng was originally a tiny mayfly in the universe. After hearing Jianchou's words, he gathered the willpower of the mayflies and was born as a demon, and a great demon by nature.
If he wanted to hide his tracks, he would be much more difficult to find than an ordinary cultivator of the same level of cultivation.
But this Kunwu monk happened to sense...
At this moment, Fu Chaosheng suddenly recalled the words he had heard before, at some unknown time, place, and under what circumstances: "Tian Zhuan Daozi..."
How could there be such unfair things in the world
The mayfly family is born in the morning and dies in the evening.
Their lives were too short, leaving them no chance to attain enlightenment. Who would be like Jianchou, talking to a mayfly by the deserted stone pond
Therefore, at that time, he had the opportunity to be reborn as Wen Dao and ride on the great wish of the mayfly clan.
Keren...
Or in other words, the person in front of him was blessed by heaven, the "Son of Heaven, Son of Tao." Even his perception was far beyond that of ordinary people.
As far as Fu Chaosheng knows, most monsters cannot compare to him.
—Is this normal
Such a thought suddenly emerged from the bottom of my heart.
So he decided to find out what was going on.
Under a pair of cold eyes, the misty evil aura floated gently like smoke, but in an instant it became stronger. However, in contrast, the color of the eyes suddenly became much lighter, like a transparent green jade.
At this moment, in his eyes, everything, including Jianchou who was looking at him and all the people in this side hall, fell apart!
Everything was caught up in the torrent of time and space.
And he was the only still point in this torrent, looking at this bizarre world before him...
Is it flounder
Jianchou didn't know whether Fu Chaosheng had been discovered by Xie Buchen, or what he was thinking, but when she saw the change in the other person's eyes, a strange sense of familiarity came to her heart.
Without even thinking, I thought of the eyes of the universe.
So, is he now looking at Xie Buchen’s past and history
Jianchou watched and suddenly had some complicated feelings: because she knew clearly what Fu Chaosheng would see from it.
That was not only Xie Buchen's past, but also her past.
Then he suddenly didn't particularly want to watch it, so he turned around, followed Sang Yang, stepped forward and took a key made of old silver from the hand of the Tantric disciple who was in charge of trivial matters.
At this point, everyone had a place to live.
Xie Buchen, who pretended to be Huaijie, naturally did not live with the "concubines" who came with him, but lived with the Tantric monks.
The young girls were on the east side of the main hall of the temple, while the monks were on the west side.
When leaving the side hall and heading for his residence, Xie Buchen held the key and glanced at Jianchou. But Jianchou's eyes were still indifferent, and even when she looked at him, she didn't show any abnormality.
It is almost impossible to find any flaws in her.
Because Jianchou at this moment is no longer the same person she used to be. She has already mastered the skill of keeping a calm demeanor.
"Let's go this way."
Moga led the way.
Xie Buchen didn't say a word to Jianchou after all, and followed Moga silently. But when he passed the place he was looking at just now, that strange feeling appeared again.
I was clearly walking through an empty hall, but at that moment...
He actually felt as if he had passed by someone.
The extremely close distance even gave him a creepy feeling, but when he looked over, there was still no one at his shoulder.
Is it an illusion, or is there really someone standing here
Even after he walked out of the hall and followed Moga through the other halls and pavilions, and saw a group of ordinary-looking monks' rooms in front of him, he still couldn't let it go and was still brooding over it.
Xie Buchen remembered Jianchou's gaze at the void just now, as if he saw a familiar confidant; he also remembered Jianchou's answer and choice when they were discussing whether to search Moga's soul directly or sneak into the temple.
Even though she knew the danger, she still wanted to enter the temple with him.
Is it just because you are curious about the purpose of his trip and are afraid of Kunwu
What if she was in the temple and had more to rely on
The shadow that had been looming over my heart ever since I met Jianchou halfway through the journey all the way to the Snow Region, the moment this thought suddenly popped up in my mind, it suddenly spread in all directions, pressing down heavily, making it difficult for even a ray of light to penetrate through it.
Xie Buchen's premonition became worse again.
The trip to the temple may bring more twists and turns...
"This is your room now."
After passing through a dark gray corridor, Moga stopped in front of a monk's room that looked somewhat special.
"All the monks who came to the temple to receive initiation over the years live here. Brother Huaijie, please go in and take a look."
The walls outside were painted a light blue, like the sky.
The two doors in the middle are carved with delicate Buddha statues and filled with bright and rich colors, giving people a strange impact at first glance.
But for Xie Buchen, what is more shocking is actually the content of the painting.
In the center of the painting, a Buddha is sitting on a lotus platform.
However, there was not a trace of compassion on the face of this Buddha. Instead, his eyebrows were raised and his eyes were ferocious. In his arms, there was actually a woman with big breasts and a big buttocks. She was naked and stretched her body freely, revealing a graceful posture. She was sitting cross-legged between the legs of the Buddha.
How can it be called a Buddha statue? It is clearly a lewd act, a lewd and evil heretic!
Xie Buchen knew in his heart that Xinmi was not a good thing, but before the Future Temple, he did not know that it had become so blatant.
He looked at the withered painting, his eyes flickering slightly.
The other monks who came with Moga to watch laughed when they saw him looking at the painting like that, thinking that he was having some thoughts related to the painting.
The fat monk boasted that he talked more with Xie Buchen than anyone else, so now he was even more direct.
He immediately hooked his hands around Xie Buchen's shoulders and grinned, "Brother, how is it? Not bad, right? Can't wait for the initiation? There are even better ones inside!"
"… Yeah?"
Xie Buchen smiled faintly, but his expression actually did not change much.
These pictures before him were nothing more than pictures. How could they arouse any lust in his heart? All his love in this life was tied to one person.
“Squeak.”
Moga glanced at them, pushed the door open, and said to him, "Come in and take a look. Master Diyi should have taught you about the four initiations. Before receiving the initiation in the temple, you need to visualize here and complete the first level of the bottle initiation."
Xie Buchen nodded and walked in.
Some of the monks who came with him had already been in, while some had not, but at this moment they all followed him and walked in together, looking at this simple room with somewhat burning eyes.
It was empty, without any tables or chairs.
Only on the ground in the middle was there a colorful painting of a mandala; on the left and right sides were eight Buddha statues, all of which were similar in style to the one at the door, or even more explicit; on the front was a very special painting, with roughly four pictures painted on it.
Xie Buchen roughly figured out that these four pictures should be talking about the "Four Initiations".
Vase initiation, secret initiation, wisdom initiation, ultimate initiation.
They all sound like good names.
But looking at these four pictures, the summary is roughly like this -
First look at the Tantric dual cultivation images and pictures, and visualize them;
Then, he personally watched the guru and his consort having sex, and accepted the semen from their union.
Then he would have sex with his consort himself, experiencing the "great joy" in order to cultivate the so-called "great concentration";
Finally, through this kind of realization, one’s practice will be accomplished and one will attain Buddhahood in this very body.
Four initiations
Even when I was on an isolated island on earth, I had never heard of such disgusting entertainment in the brothels and taverns of Daxia.
Moreover, he remembered that when they came, most of the consorts chosen by Moga were very young, mostly between twelve and sixteen years old, and the only one who was twenty or above was probably Jianchou.
He looked at the picture in front of him, countless thoughts running through his mind, but he remained silent.
But behind him, the fat monk had already walked up automatically, looked at the long picture of the four initiations in front of him, pointed with his finger, and said with a smile: "This is called Thangka, do you know what it is made of?"
Xie Buchen had noticed before that the backing paper of the painting seemed to be a little special, but he just thought it was the fur of some special animals in the snowy area and didn't pay too much attention to it.
But the fat monk's question made him feel a little chilly for no reason.
He turned back: "I don't know."
"Haha, I knew you didn't know!" The fat monk immediately became proud, "Let me tell you, this is human skin! I heard that it was made by the skin of twelve consorts peeled off by the Aquarius Dharma King hundreds of years ago. Look, it's so big."
"… "
Human skin!
And they are the human skins of twelve Ming concubines!
Even though Xie Buchen's heart was as hard as a rock and he was never moved by the suffering of others, he could not help but be moved when he heard about such horrific acts.
This was exactly the expression on his face that others wanted to see.
Even Moga smiled a little, not to mention the others, as if this was something worth bragging about and being proud of.
The fat monk patted his shoulder, his voice full of envy: "I really envy you when I think about it. Your master actually had such a good consort. Although she is now offered to Dharma King Baojing, if Senior Brother Moga speaks well of you, when Dharma King Baojing gives her empowerment and practice, maybe he will preside over the second empowerment for you, or even the third empowerment as well."
Xie Buchen's eyes twitched slightly, but he didn't say anything.
The fat monk and others did not notice his change in mood, and thought that the situation they described was already a great blessing.
The fat monk even came forward quietly and put his arm around his shoulders, lowering his voice with a sly look in his eyes and saying, "Well, we are all brothers from the same sect. If Dharma King Baojing returns this Ming Fei to you, can you lend her to me as well?"
"… "
At this moment, Xie Buchen was completely silent.
He couldn't explain the emotion that suddenly emerged and spread in his heart. He only knew that when he looked up at the fat monk again, he had already calculated eighteen ways of death in his mind.
This look is actually no different from looking at a dead person.
But no matter whether it was the fat monk or the others, they still had no idea, and some even thanked Buchen in a stingy way: "We are all fellow disciples, you wouldn't be unwilling, right?"
"How come?"
Xie Buchen put his hands in his sleeves, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he looked very easy to talk to.
The other monks then secretly said to him that he was sensible, and complimented Xie Buchen on his good cultivation and great luck. It was a long time before they dispersed.
Before leaving, Moga told him that he would report to him later.
As for the reinstatement ceremony, it will most likely be arranged for the day after tomorrow. He can meditate and worship Buddha in these two days, or walk around and look at the temple, or stay in the room and meditate. As long as he does not do anything that offends the temple, it will be fine.
After saying this, he left.
With a soft "bang", the door finally closed.
Xie Buchen was the only one left in the room filled with the statues of the evil Buddha. At this time, he slowly lowered his head, looked at his raised hand, and then slowly moved his stiff thumb.
On the old silver key between my fingers, a deep fingerprint was left...
This will not be a peaceful day for anyone.
On the other side of the temple, Jianchou had also arrived at his room.
Compared to Xie Buchen's room which was specially set up for the initiation ceremony, this place is naturally much more "simple". There is only one Buddha statue, but there are many paintings hanging around it, which should also be used for the concubines to visualize.
When I saw the sorrow, I almost wanted to burn it to ashes. Why would I bother to study it carefully
Fu Chaosheng is in the room at this moment.
Although I had walked around the temple before and seen some strange statues in some halls, this was the first time I saw them in these more ordinary rooms.
So he didn't want to just turn a blind eye like Jianchou, but walked around it.
When Jianchou came in, he sat directly at the round table in the room. Seeing how seriously he was studying, she suddenly had a very strange feeling for some reason.
These rooms in the Snowland Tantric Sect are really not a good place to discuss things.
But Fu Chaosheng obviously didn't think so. After reading it, he turned around and asked, "Do people like this very much? Even if they become monks."
"… "
This is really not a good question, nor an easy question to answer.
Jianchou looked at him for a long time, thinking carefully, but he couldn't think of a suitable answer, and he didn't know what to say for a moment.
Fu Chaosheng felt strange.
Because he knew that this old friend was a human and also a monk, so shouldn't this be a very easy question to answer? But why did she seem to think about it for a long time
Confused, he wanted to ask further questions.
Unexpectedly, before he could open his mouth again, something hit him hard in the waist. The force was so strong that his body even tilted.
Fu Chaosheng frowned immediately.
Looking down, it was none other than the carp jade pendant hanging around his waist.
The two fish eyes that should have been carved in the right place had somehow moved to his forehead, staring at him intently, and said in a low voice: "You have to be reserved!"
"… "
What does this have to do with modesty
Fu Chaosheng was confused again.
Is it because the families are all different
Mayfly, Kunpeng, and humans.
So he didn’t understand why Jianchou couldn’t answer; he also didn’t understand why Kunpeng asked him to be reserved; they also didn’t understand why he asked these questions.
Thinking this, Fu Chaosheng walked slowly to the table and sat opposite Jianchou.
Before Jianchou could react, the jade pendant hanging on his waist, which was actually a salted fish, let out another long sigh, as if he was disappointed in his friend.
Jianchou heard it clearly and couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Old friends, don't pay attention to him."
Fu Chaosheng didn't know why Jianchou was laughing. He just thought that the salted fish was too annoying, so he said this indifferently.
"Well, it's okay."
Jianchou coughed, trying to suppress his laughter, and then changed the subject.
"You have been in the Snow Region for a while, right?"
"It has been seven or eight days since we came to the Snow Region, but we have been waiting in the temple for three days."
Fu Chaosheng nodded and did not deny it, but after he finished speaking, he was silent for a moment.
He raised his eyes and looked at Jianchou, a faint evil aura lingering in his eyes, making his eyes look unique and different from ordinary people.
But at this moment, there was a little more hesitation in these eyes.
Although they had not met many times since she met Fu Chaosheng, she had never seen this kind of expression on his face, and she didn't think that such an expression should appear on a great demon who roamed the world.
So, a bad premonition quietly floated in my mind...
"… What's going on?"
"… "
Fu Chaosheng did not answer her, but turned his eyes away silently. Then he stretched out his hand and gently placed the bead that he had been holding in his palm for a long time on the table.
He was born of heaven and earth, and this palm of his hand can seize the fortune of heaven and earth. It is very beautiful.
Beneath the pale and somewhat transparent skin, there are faintly winding light blue blood vessels that look very much like those on human palms, but if you look closely, you will find that their direction is completely different from that of ordinary people.
But the bead that fell on the table was dark green.
It may seem ordinary at first glance, but once you take a closer look, you will find that it is vast and profound, as if there is a world hidden inside.
The first time he saw it, Jianchou recognized it.
This is a bead with a space inside.
But what's in it
Her thick and long eyelashes suddenly trembled, and her eyes fell on Fu Chaosheng's face, and she understood at once.
"I was just passing by and didn't want to get involved. But when I was about to leave, I..." Fu Chaosheng paused, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his lips, "I just thought that my old friend might care."
So, I will bury the body on your behalf.
They are the corpses of fourteen disciples from Yashan.
Jianchou just stared at the bead, his mind in a mess.
Without closing her eyes, she could still recall the broken life tablets lying in the meeting hall, the expressions on the faces of the headmaster Zheng Yao and the master Fu Dao, and the mottled sword marks and bloodstains on the riverbank where she and Xie Buchen had been before...
For a moment, I didn't dare to reach out to take it.
What kind of heavy thing is hidden inside such a small bead
Jianchou didn't say anything and just looked at him for a long time.
Fu Chaosheng didn't bother him either.
It was not until the sunset outside completely sank into the horizon and a crescent moon hung in the sky, illuminating the snow-white window paper, that he saw her reaching out her hand.
The moment it touched, the fingers shrank as if they were about to retreat.
But in the end I picked it up again.
The small dark green bead was trembling. The moment her fingertips touched it, all the scenes inside entered her mind.
There are fourteen people under Yashan's tutelage.
Not one less.
At that moment, tears rolled down Jianchou's eyes, but the expression on her face was no different from before.
It's a very strange feeling.
She didn't seem sad at all. But Fu Chaosheng, who was sitting in front of her, felt that she was actually very sad. So, in fact, he didn't understand people very well.
But he thought, he was right, she did care.
Tantra...
Holding the bead in this way, Jianchou was in a trance for a long time, then he laughed sarcastically, and gently put it back on the table, looked up again and looked at Fu Chaosheng.
"Himaru's eyes—"
"The left eye is the universe, which can see the four directions and the ups and downs; the right eye is the universe, which can check the past and the present."
"I don't know, can you lend it to me?"