I have already cultivated to a state where all things are separated from the outside and are dust-free... Sure enough, I am not far from becoming a Buddha.
The shoal is overgrown with weeds and staggered here and there. The tall and lush reeds used to be there, but now they have been washed away by the flood.
In recent days, monsters often run out of the poisonous fog forest, and some even boldly run into the Fanyin Valley.
This was an unprecedented thing, and the abbot master was very shocked. Just as he was out of seclusion, he sent him and several junior brothers to come to see what happened in the demon world.
It took them two days to get here through the poisonous fog forest, but they didn't want to see this scene after the raging flood.
It turns out that a natural disaster occurred in the demon world, so some demons risked their lives and ran out in search of food.
Along the way in, many corpses have been found in the poisonous fog forest. They were all poisoned by the poisonous fog because they could not escape.
Compassion arises spontaneously. It would be great if there were no barriers and differences in the six realms.
Then, there would not be so much freedom from suffering.
Wujiang looked at the mess ahead, shook his head and sighed, and was about to leave, when suddenly something moved in the reeds ahead.
Are there still people alive?
Regardless of whether it was a demon clan or something else, as long as it was a living being, he could not just sit idly by and ignore it.
Wujiang walked over quickly, and for some reason, halfway through, his heart was beating fast, as if it was going to go through his chest.
There was something ahead, attracting him...
Startled for a moment, he had already peeled away the moving reeds, and sure enough he saw a figure lying on the ground, his whole body covered in mud.
Her long hair was scattered in the mud, and half of her cheeks were buried in the mud, almost suffocating her.
"Donor." Wujiang quickly picked up the person. The person immediately coughed several times and spit out a large amount of sewage from his mouth.
He wiped the mud off her face with his cloak, and while wiping it, his movements suddenly stopped.
His face was still covered in mud, but he could still recognize that face without rubbing it all away.
"Hua Xi?" The voice was trembling. How could it be her?
At this moment, he seemed to see his destiny.
The majestic golden Buddha statue sitting in his destiny was leaving him, replaced by that beautiful face with a chuckle.
Not seen for two years...
He practiced Buddhism hard for two years and almost turned his back on him in an instant.
No, I promised to take refuge in Buddha.
But he couldn't let go of her with his hands. Looking at her dying face, he knew that letting her fend for herself here would be impossible in this life.
Just treat it as someone else, an ordinary life, even if it is just an ant, he will not leave it alone.
Yes, this is what his master taught him since he was a child.
Saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda.
He wants to save her.
"Elder brother, have you discovered anything?"
Behind him, the disciples from Fanyin Temple were also preparing to come over to check on the situation.
Wujiang was startled and looked at the woman in his arms. If they discovered Hua Xi, they would not let her go.
Although no one has mentioned what happened two years ago, everyone knows that Hua Xi is a demon and there is no room for her in Fanyin Temple.
Perhaps he had selfish motives. If he brought her back to Fanyin Temple for healing, would Master still let him see her?
Why is there a contradiction?
If it were someone else, even a demon, he only needed to bring her back to Fanyin Temple, and the master would save her.
But Hua Xi is in a dilemma.
After his thoughts changed, Wujiang put down Hua Xi, stood up, and walked out of the reeds, still as calm as before.
