After listening to the monk at the door's story, Kong Jingyan realized that Niankong was sent to the Vajra Platform by Jiang Yuebai to become a disciple of the Buddha Wuchen.
When the Earth Spirit Realm was in danger of a ghost tide in the Underworld Sea, the Buddha Wuchen, in order to save all living beings from the disaster, forcibly used the original power in the Earth Spirit Realm and damaged its foundation.
Coupled with the incident at the Prajna Temple in the Liusha Region, the Buddha Wuchen felt guilty and had inner demons. He knew that he would not be able to go far on the path of cultivation.
Niankong was born with wisdom and had a connection with Buddha, so Buddha Wuchen valued Niankong very much. Niankong was also very sensible and studious. At the beginning, everything was good.
Until one day, the Buddha Wuchen went into seclusion to cultivate himself because of his inner demons. Niankong's temperament suddenly changed. After escaping from the Vajra Platform, he used the name of the Buddha Wuchen to rebuild the Prajna Temple in the Liusha Region.
Later, the situation in the Liusha Region became increasingly chaotic, with various sects engaged in constant internal strife and killing each other, almost leading to total annihilation.
Because it was an internal fight, King Kong Platform could not intervene, but everyone in Liusha Domain knew that Nian Kong was instigating it behind the scenes.
Jin Gangtai also tried to capture Nian Kong, but he escaped every time.
It was not until the Buddha Wuchen passed away that he took the initiative to show up.
Vajra Platform did not welcome him, nor did it accept his chanting for the Buddha Wuchen, so he stubbornly sat there and refused to leave.
“… If it weren’t for the fact that the Buddha Wuchen had specifically instructed not to embarrass him before his death, the Vajra Platform would never have allowed him to live until now!”
The monk was indignant. It was obvious that his practice was still shallow and he was unable to achieve a peaceful state of mind.
As he was speaking, the monk who had gone to report came with the abbot of the Vajra Platform.
The host was a slightly plump middle-aged monk, whose Buddhist name was Jingshan. When he saw Kong Jingyan, he bowed with one hand and said "Amitabha".
"Sorry to have kept Master Jingyan waiting for so long."
As he spoke, Jingshan looked at Niankong who was still sitting in the center of the square and sighed.
"Please wait for a moment, Master Jingyan."
Jingshan walked towards Niankong. Niankong stopped chanting, slowly opened his eyes, looked up at Jingshan, and stood up from the ground.
Nian Kong was born with red lips, white teeth, clean facial features, and a dark red monk's robe, which made him look like a white lotus in a wildfire. He had a purity that was untainted by the mud, and was not at all like the evil demon described by the monks.
"I have already said before Buddha Wuchen passed away that I do not blame you, but since you have left the Vajra Platform, the relationship between you and Buddha as master and disciple has ended. You can go on your own from now on. I hope you can keep the Buddha's compassionate heart and save all living beings."
There was a hint of guilt in Niankong's eyes, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
He still doesn't know whether his original choice was right or wrong. In order to help his master get rid of his inner demons, he believed Ruosheng's words, took him back to Liusha Region, rebuilt Prajna Temple, and helped him get revenge.
In the end, Ruosheng's revenge was achieved and his obsession was gone. Ruosheng, dressed in red, committed suicide with a big laugh under the Bodhi tree that nurtured him in the Prajna Temple. He gave up all his spiritual cultivation, returned to heaven and earth, and went to the underworld to find the master who recited scriptures every day and led him into the Tao.
But Niankong himself did not make it back in time to tell Master Wuchen, and his master passed away.
All the sins are attributed to him alone, and now I just hope that Master will rest in peace in the next life.
"Amitabha, Niankong will remember your teachings. In addition, if my hatred is avenged and my obsession is eliminated, I will have dispersed all my cultivation and returned to the land of yellow sand. There are still many Buddhist disciples in the Prajna Temple in the Liusha Region. I'd like to trouble the abbot to take care of them."
Niankong bowed and saluted, speaking earnestly.
From now on, he will travel all over the spiritual world with his own feet, carrying the last wishes of the Buddha Wuchen, eliminating human suffering, saving all living beings, and redeeming his sins.
Jingshan nodded, Niankong bid farewell, and finally took a look at the Vajra Platform where he could never return, then slowly left, leaning on his Zen stick.
Kong Jingyan stood outside the gate of Vajra Platform and looked at Niankong silently. He always felt that there was some merit power in him, and there was a faint yellow sand that followed him like a shadow.
The yellow sand has spirits, but their spirits are weak. It has no intelligence and no malice. It seems as if it is attracted by Niankong and follows him to protect him.
Perhaps by listening to Niankong chanting scriptures every day, one day one will be able to develop spiritual consciousness.
"Zhenzun Jingyan, please follow me inside."
Kong Jingyan retracted her gaze and followed Jingshan into the Vajra Platform. After finishing the matters at the Vajra Platform, she would return to Kong Fangcheng and the Kong family to deal with the unfinished business when she left.
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Kong Fangcheng.
Wen Jian had a brush hanging from her waist and was wearing a long ink-wash skirt. She looked awe-inspiring. She took the token handed to her by the guard with a smile on her face with one hand. She didn't even look at the guard and walked into the city.
She couldn't remember that she hadn't been back for hundreds of years.
It seemed that she had never been to Kong Fangcheng since the day she escaped from the back wall of the Kong family during the Fengyun Society when she was in the middle stage of foundation building.
She was just an insignificant little woman in the Kong family. Even if she escaped, no one cared and no one chased her. They just thought she was dead.
Who could have thought that she, the little girl who abandoned the surname Kong, would come back today in the late Nascent Soul stage.
Kong Fang City was as prosperous as before, without the alien slaves in her memory. Now, all the cultivators in the Earth Spirit Realm knew that the Alien Kingdom was growing stronger and stronger, and was no longer a place that could be bullied.
In addition, there are many more female cultivators from Feiyan Pavilion on the streets.
Seeing a female cultivator with a Feiyan Pavilion token hanging on her waist bargaining with a roadside vendor, Wen Jian rummaged in his storage bracelet for a while and finally found the Feiyan Pavilion token that she had not thrown away.
She was about to take the token and go over to ask something when she suddenly heard a voice.
"Third sister!"
Wen Jian turned his head following the sound and saw his fourth brother, Kong Wenrang, one of the three most famous brothers of the Kong family, whom he had not seen for many years in the crowd.
"Argen!"
Both brother and sister have preserved their youthful looks at an early age, and their appearance has not changed at all over the years, so they can recognize each other at a glance.
Kong Wenrang ran over against the flow of people, his eyes full of excitement and joy. Even though he was already a mid-Nascent Soul cultivator, he was still clumsy when he saw her.
"Third sister, didn't you go to the upper realm? Why are you here?"
Wen Jian didn't have time to answer, "Where are my elder and second brothers? How is mother? How have you been doing in the Kong family these years?"
Both of them were curious about each other's situation over the years. Finally, Kong Wenrang took Wen Jian to find a teahouse, booked a quiet room, and notified Kong Wenliang and Kong Wengong to come over for a chat.
It just so happened that the new Fengyun Club was about to begin, and they had all just returned from outside recently and had never left.
During this period, Kong Wenrang told Wen Jian what had happened to Kong Fangcheng over the years.
Wen Jian was sad to learn that their mother had passed away, but as a cultivator, he had long since become indifferent to life and death. Apart from the regret of not being able to see his mother for the last time, Wen Jian did not dwell on it.
"… The Fang family was completely destroyed. They attacked Fang Ruyan, who was a magic cultivator. Later, they broke the curse and slaughtered the entire Fang family, occupied the Fang family land, and established the Feiyan Pavilion."
"In the early years, many women from our Kong clan also fled to join Feiyan Pavilion, which has become the fourth largest force in the Earth Spirit Realm besides the three major sects. Fang Ruyan also made arrangements before ascending to heaven. Now Feiyan Pavilion has twelve flower gods in charge and has recruited female cultivators from all over the world, which is..."
"The older generation of our Kong family is still too stubborn. They control the women in the Kong family too strictly and regard Feiyan Pavilion as an enemy. After all, this is an internal problem of the Kong family. Even if Feiyan Pavilion wants to help, it can't intervene. My eldest brother mentioned several times that women can also practice, but he was punished by the clan leader every time."
Wen Jian smiled bitterly and took a breath, "It doesn't matter, Jingyan is back with us, this time she is here to deal with this matter!"
Kong Wenrang's eyes lit up, "Kong Jingyan? She's back too? What's her current level of cultivation?"
"The early stage of transformation."
hiss-
Kong Wenrang took a breath of cold air. Kong Jingyan was much younger than him and Wen Jian. Kong Jingyan was born when they were in the Jindan stage.
Now they have only cultivated to the middle and late stages of the Nascent Soul, but Kong Jingyan has actually reached the stage of God Transformation!
As expected of a saint reincarnated, he has a golden body with merits and virtues, and is blessed by heaven. His life is destined to be smooth.
Kong Wenrang suddenly thought of another abnormal cultivator and could not help but approach Wen Jian, "What is the current level of that 'Hanging Himself on the Southeast Branch'?"
"Hang oneself from the southeast tree?" Wen Jian was stunned and didn't realize who it was. Lu Nanzhi
Kong Wenrang said anxiously, "It's Jiang... Jiang Yuebai from Tianyan Sect!"
When this was mentioned, Wen Jian smiled mysteriously, "Guess."
"Could it be that he is also in the early stage of transformation?"
“It’s too low.”
"Middle stage of the Spiritualization? Late stage? Impossible?"
“It’s still low.”
"Lianlian... Lianxu?!" Kong Wenrang was so shocked that his voice broke.
Wen Jian continued to shake his head while holding the teacup, "No, it's the early stage of fusion."
Ding!
Kong Wenrang jumped up in fright, knocking over a chair. Two people who had just walked in from the door happened to hear this conversation.
Wen Jian turned his head and saw his eldest brother Kong Wenliang, who was at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, and his second brother Kong Wengong, who was at the late Nascent Soul stage. Both of them had their mouths slightly open and looked dumbfounded.
No more updates today, see you tomorrow~
(End of this chapter)