Can't save...
These three words fell into Jianchou's ears, and they were extremely clear, and seemed to reveal a kind of pity and irony. But what rang in his heart was actually the sound of Huangzhong Dalu, the sigh-like verse after he cultivated to the first level of the Burning Lamp Sword:
Just like a lamp, it can dispel a thousand years of darkness; just like wisdom, it can eliminate ten thousand years of ignorance.
The pain felt was intense, but also numb.
Jianchou gently stretched out her hand in front of her, and the Deer-Cutting Knife sensed her intention and automatically pulled out from her back, leaving a string of blood, and then fell into her palm.
The sharpness of the Deer-Cutting Knife was such that it could penetrate her human-device body in just a moment...
It is worthy of being the knife that was once used by the great Master Bu Yu.
For the first time, the knife was stained with her own blood.
It was also the first time that she did not refute Xie Buchen, but calmly and peacefully agreed with his point of view: "... You are right. At least, this way it can't be saved."
Just this one sentence has already revealed her entire attitude.
Although she was stabbed by Sang Yang in a trance and was slightly injured, she did not regret coming here to save people, nor did she regret coming here to kill the Dharma King Baojing; and, although she agreed with his words, there was another hidden meaning -
People can be saved, but not at this time and in this place, and not in this way.
Xie Buchen just looked at her, and watched the wound on her back slowly heal after Ge Lu Dao left, but he did not express any opinions or comments on the matter.
He and Jianchou have never been on the same page regarding these matters.
Now that the Dharma King Baojing has died, even though the other two Dharma Kings are not in the temple, it is only a matter of time before they are discovered. The more times like this, the more we must not relax.
The trance of seeing sorrow only lasted for a moment.
After a moment, she put the knife away without even wiping the blood off it, and said directly, "It's done, let's go."
Before leaving, Xie Buchen glanced at the dead King Baojing.
When Jianchou killed this man, the method she used was quite strange, as if it was not originally her own, but a killer weapon left for her by Fudaoshanren.
The Dharma King Baojing, who originally looked like a young man, was now covered in emerald green, but his skin was wrinkled like the roots of an old tree.
At the point between the eyebrows where the green light had penetrated before, a tender green bud actually quietly grew out.
It is said that there was a "strange heart-eroding plant" in ancient times, which sprouted a leaf once every thirty years.
If you can find a good way to collect it, store it carefully, forge and refine it, and roll it into a bean. When fighting with someone, it will pop out and enter from the center of the eyebrows. It can multiply and grow roots, trapping the soul and spirit of the person in an instant, and binding the person's Yuanying. Those with weaker cultivation will be reduced to ashes in a moment; those with stronger cultivation can only hold on for a little longer.
After a person dies, his body does not disintegrate, but leaves grow between his eyebrows.
Based on this, monks of later generations gave this ferocious and terrifying creature a rather elegant name: eyebrow leaf.
Even though Dharma King Baojing's cultivation was damaged, he should not be weaker than Jianchou.
But under this surprise attack from "Meijianye", he had almost no power to resist, and after a moment he was completely destroyed by the double attack. The power was extremely powerful and the speed was extremely fast.
This thing has now fallen into the hands of Dharma King Baojing, but how does one know whether this thing was originally reserved for him
Xie Buchen looked at it and finally looked away.
Jianchou had already hidden himself and escaped for a while. Although he was injured, it didn't seem to affect her at all. Logically speaking, this was the best time for him to kill her.
But he didn't do it.
The two men were as silent as when they came and sneaked out quietly.
Outside the Dharma King's Palace, the moon is high in the sky and the night is deep.
A cold wind blew, and white frost formed on the eaves of the hall. The patrolling disciples just walked past them and did not notice their presence at all.
At this time, you can go straight down the mountain by just crossing the small square in front.
But just when Jianchou was about to walk out of the shadow of the Dharma King's Palace, cross the square and go down the mountain, a strange feeling suddenly arose in his heart.
Her eyes swept across the ground, and she felt that the moonlight tonight seemed to be a little strange.
At this hour, it is not yet midnight.
The moon in the sky was hanging obliquely, shining from the Saint's Hall. The long shadow was stretched out, winding and falling not far in front of Jianchou.
She didn't move, but looked carefully for a while, and actually saw a human figure in the shadow that changed due to the angle!
At that moment, I forgot all the pain.
Jianchou turned around suddenly, his sight passed the slightly lower eaves of the Dharma King's Palace and fell on the roof of the Saint's Palace, the highest building in this snowy area!
The cold moon hung high in the sky, and the snow-white roof of the palace was tilted at an angle, forming a dark silhouette.
A figure that was not particularly tall stood in this crescent moon, standing on this silhouette! The monk's snow-white robe seemed to glow in the moonlight. A pair of bare feet seemed to be unaware of the cold surroundings, stepping firmly on the roof of the temple.
He didn't seem to notice that there was anyone in the Dharma King's Palace. He just stood on a high place and looked far away towards the back of the temple.
He was the strange young man whom I had met before in front of the Holy Lake.
Even though the other person was facing sideways to her, how could Shi Xiaochou easily forget this young man who left such a deep impression on her? Or rather, the Holy Son Ji!
As for the direction he was looking at, it was undoubtedly the holy lake on the ice field behind the temple.
At this moment, Jianchou stopped for some reason.
But the young man still seemed not to notice them. Even his body shape did not change at all, and he did not turn his eyes back even for a moment.
He just stared like that, as if waiting for someone to come from the direction of the Holy Lake.
Under the night sky, the lake is calm and waveless.
Behind the wide lake, there is a vast and endless ice field. Crossing this ice field, going straight is Yangzong, turning left is Yinzong, and the right is the East China Sea. Under the big peach tree in the East China Sea is the entrance to the Polar Region.
It is said that this ice field is the northernmost of the Snow Region and the Northern Region, and even the most cold-resistant birds and beasts cannot cross it.
But tonight, from the distant endless ice field, a group of people came flying in. They were all monks, but they made almost no sound while moving.
Judging from their clothing, this group of people can be divided into two groups.
One group wore dark red robes and had shaved heads, with a layer of green skin on their heads. They were Tantric monks. The other group mostly wore loose gray-blue or gray-yellow robes. They had shaved heads, but most of them had six incense scars on their heads from taking the precepts. You could tell at a glance that they were Zen monks.
The rule of burning incense scars when taking precepts exists in Zen Buddhism but not in Tantric Buddhism.
It has always been said that the two sects of Buddhism, Zen and Esoteric Buddhism, are incompatible.
But now, people from the two sects actually came up from this deserted ice field together. Although they were clearly separated from each other, it was obvious that they came from the same way and were going to the same place.
If there were outsiders here, they would probably be shocked when they saw this.
But fortunately, there are no outsiders here at the moment.
Especially Liao Kong.
In his eyes, everyone is one, and he would not be shy with anyone. Even if it was an ant crawling on the ground or a sparrow flying in the sky, he would approach it and say a few words to them whenever he got the chance.
As for the two sects of Zen and Esoteric Buddhism working together at this moment
That’s nothing!
When they got to the temple later, they would fight side by side. Liao Kong didn't even think about the idea of water and fire being incompatible.
Anyway, the ones who are traveling with the Zen Buddhists now are the Old Esoteric Sect.
Over the years, not only have the two sects of Zen and Esoteric Buddhism been fighting endlessly, but the open and covert struggles between the new and old Esoteric Buddhism have also never stopped.
The struggle between the Zen and Esoteric sects originated from the differences that existed in the war between the Yin and Yang realms, and was later explained by the northern migration and split of Buddhism. However, the real struggle over the years did not take place in the Nineteen Continents, but on the isolated islands on earth.
Because Buddhism believes in reincarnation, there is a chance to connect the isolated island of the human world with the 19 continents.
Tantric Buddhism, especially the New Tantric School, is ambitious. With such convenience, how could they give up the opportunity to "promote Buddhism"? If there is a mortal on the isolated island of the human world who is willing to believe in the New Tantric School, the power of the New Tantric School will be strengthened, and relatively speaking, the power of Zen will be weakened.
As one sect gains strength while the other loses, it won’t take long for the two sects to decide the winner.
But Zen Buddhism is not stupid and would not allow Tantric Buddhism to develop like this.
It can even be said that in the fight for followers on the Human World Island, the Zen sect's methods and means were thousands of times more sophisticated than those of the Tantric sect. Not only did they see through their plans early on, but they also gradually squeezed out the Tantric sect's preaching space in the eleven sixty years after the Yin-Yang World War ended, causing their sphere of influence to shrink to the northeast corner of the Human World Island.
In this way, Zen Buddhism could continuously gain new believers and disciples from the isolated islands on earth, while Tantric Buddhism gradually weakened.
That is why today, six hundred years later, they were able to unite with the old Tantric sect that was driven out of the Tantric Buddhism and together set foot on this icy field towards the Holy Temple of Snow.
Liaokong was flying in the front, and thinking of this, he couldn't help but look back. His admiration and respect for his own master deepened. He heard that he was the one at the helm of the game between the Zen and Esoteric sects on the isolated island in the human world.
"How can Master be so capable and think so far ahead?"
He couldn't help but mutter with some emotion.
Also flying in the air in front were three monks and a woman.
The woman looked very young, but there was a gleam in her eyes. She was wearing a peacock blue dress that was gorgeous yet had a strange and otherworldly feel. Between her slender fingers she was holding a string of thin beads.
She just laughed when she heard what Sora said.
"Master Yichen entered the Dao with his heart, and is the leader of the three masters. His thoughts and plans are far beyond those of ordinary people like us. Young Master Liaokong has a clear mind, and he also worships Master Yichen as his master. He also has Zen Master Xuelang and Abbot Wujiu to guide him. He is the best among the new generation of Zen disciples today, and he will definitely surpass his master in the future."
"No, no, no, I dare not say it."
When Liaokong heard the woman's words, his face immediately turned red and he waved his hands repeatedly, feeling very embarrassed.
"I have always been dull. Since I started, I have been scolded by my master for being stubborn and inflexible. I have also been caught by the abbot several times and thrown into the Discipline Hall where I was beaten many times. As for Master Xuelang, he... I have asked for advice before, but he never paid any attention."
"ah… "
The woman was a little surprised, as if she had never expected Lekong to answer like this. It was far from her imagination, or the imagination of the world about the "little wise monk" of Zen Buddhism.
Even the other three monks who were traveling with him couldn't help but raise their heads and take one more look at Kong.
One of them had nine incense scars on his shaved head, three more than Luo Kong, and his cultivation was more than one level higher. At this moment, he shook his head helplessly and said nothing.
Yichen entered the Dao with his "heart", so he naturally couldn't stand this disciple who was not smart enough, and he always said a few words of disdain;
Abbot Wujiu always values rules, and Liaokong is the most gifted disciple of this generation, so he naturally has to prevent him from doing bad things, fearing that he might go astray and take some evil path. Therefore, even though he is not his disciple, he is very strict with him.
As for Brother Xuelang...
The word "love" can make one go from a demon to a Taoist. It is normal for one to have a different temperament and ignore others.
This kid, he didn't understand.
Except for himself, everyone in the entire Zen sect can see that as long as he practices without making any mistakes, even if he is not as smart as Monk Yichen, he can gather the strengths of the three masters, and his future achievements will no longer be lower than those of the three masters.
Even the people of Tantric Buddhism could see it clearly, but he was still confused.
but…
The reason why everyone is so optimistic about him is because of this ignorance, right
The old monk thought about it and couldn't help but smile, shaking his head and sighing.
Lekong's nose turned red from the cold wind from the snowy area. Although he saw the old monk shaking his head, he couldn't understand why he did that after thinking for a long time, but he didn't ask any more questions.
At this time, when I looked up again, I could already see the outline of the temple.
Liaokong was suddenly excited, and he put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name: "Amitabha, I finally saw it. I just don't know if Senior Sister Jianchou from Yashan and Senior Brother Xie from Kunwu are still here. Uncle Huinian, should we go look for them first?"
"That's not necessary."
The old monk was the "Uncle Hui Nian" mentioned by Le Kong. He was now at the peak of his worldly cultivation and almost able to return to the void. This time, following Yi Chen's order, he brought some elite disciples of the Zen Sect and masters from the Old Secret Sect to launch a night attack while the two Dharma Kings were away and the Snow Region was empty.
"Both of them are gifted by heaven. Once we take action, they will immediately find out. When the time is right, they will come down the mountain."
“That’s right.”
Although he had never met Xie Buchen, Liaokong knew Jianchou and how terrifying this senior sister from Yashan was when she was in the foundation-building stage. It didn't make sense that she would become weaker now that she was in the late Nascent Soul stage.
As for Senior Brother Xie from Kunwu, he is as famous as Senior Sister Jianchou, so I think he is not much different.
When Liaokong thought about it this way, he felt a lot more relieved.
only…
His thoughts wandered and he suddenly thought of the woman who looked exactly like Jianchou that he had met at the foot of the holy mountain that day. He felt a little doubtful for a moment, but he couldn't say it out loud in front of so many people.
After that, he went through many twists and turns, and was lucky enough to run into the old secret monks who were expelled from the temple. Then he was taken by them to meet his fellow Zen disciples.
In this way, I naturally got in touch with my master.
Regarding the matter of "another Jianchou", he had of course carefully consulted his master and had some idea in his mind. But God knew at this moment, whether this "Jianchou" who was exactly the same as Jianchou would cause any complications.
well.
Buddha, why can't you give me a quick death
God knows why a person's past can become a "demon" just because of a thought? It's all Master's fault. Why is he sitting by the ember pool and chatting with his past
If we hadn’t talked, there would have been no enlightenment, and if we hadn’t been enlightened, we wouldn’t have had the troubles we have today!
If that Senior Sister Jianchou finds out about this...
Maybe it was because the weather was too cold, Liaokong shivered suddenly. As he gazed at the vast holy lake and the towering temple in front of him, there was a hint of despair in his expression.
When others saw his expression, they just thought he was thinking about something irrelevant. They had gotten used to it over the past few days, so they didn't pay any attention to it.
Seeing that they had arrived at the destination, the group stopped in tacit understanding.
The woman in peacock blue was the most rude. Her eyes, which originally had warmth, turned completely cold when she looked at the temple!
Her face was solemn, but the smile on her lips was contemptuous and sarcastic.
He raised his left hand high and without any hesitation, he uttered those two decisive words: "Do it!"
“Hula—”
At this moment, in the dark blue night sky, hundreds of meteor-like lights rose up and were reflected on the rippling holy lake!
The dazzling light instantly illuminated the entire majestic and huge temple!
Jianchou, who was hiding in the shadow of the Dharma King's Palace with Xie Buchen, had not yet had time to think clearly about what the young man was looking at before he felt a dense and terrifying attack coming like a torrential rain above his head!
Surprise came over her, and she looked up.
The whole world was as bright as day, but what illuminated the temple was not the light of meteors, but the strong light caused by the attack of formations and magical weapons!
"boom!"
The horrifying sound of explosion spread out the moment they fell; the powerful force spread in all directions, almost instantly overturning several halls!
Even the tallest and largest Saint's Palace was shaken!
The entire sleeping snow region and the sleeping temple all awaken at this moment!
All that reached everyone's ears was a long and lingering Buddhist chant, followed by a cold and murderous female voice that resounded through the heavens and earth—
"Xinmi running dog, come and die!"