Chapter 99 The sea of ??suffering is boundless, and immortality cannot be released
Chapter 99 There is no end to the sea of suffering, and there is no escape until death
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Chapter 99 There is no end to the sea of suffering, and there is no escape until death
The mountain behind Wanfu Temple.
In front of the dilapidated ancient temple, a rickety old man wearing a brown monk's robe, holding a rosary, sat cross-legged on the ground.
He kept reciting scriptures in his mouth, and his deep voice drifted into the distance with the cold wind.
The young novice monk standing next to him stood behind the old man with a pale face, his thin body trembling slightly.
The cries and screams of death could be heard endlessly in the Qianshan temple, and the chilling atmosphere sent a chill down the spine, even from a distance of several miles.
"Hey~~"
With a sigh, the old Heavenly Master came to Master Kumu's side.
"Why did you come?"
Master Kumu stopped chanting and spoke softly.
"Why don't you leave?" The old master looked at Master Kumu with a complicated expression.
"I can't leave!" Master Kumu looked at the palaces and pavilions in the front mountain.
The golden roof shines brightly in the bright sunshine.
That is Manpukuji Temple, not Manpukuji Temple.
Thousands of years ago, Wanfu Temple was just a small temple with three or five monks. A hundred years ago, the sound of Sanskrit in Wanfu Temple was faint, and the sound of bells and chimes was flying. Now, Wanfu Temple has become gorgeous and solemn, but it only lacks a bit of Buddha nature.
He has always felt that Manpukuji Temple has changed and is no longer the Manpukuji Temple it used to be.
But regardless of whether it is Manpukuji Temple or not, it is his destination.
"Leave here, it's all over!" the old master said in a low voice.
"Even if I'm here, it's all over!" Master Kumu turned his head to look at Master Tian, a kind smile appeared on his old face.
"Why bother?"
The old master's expression became more complicated.
"If there is obsession in the heart, there will be lasting love in the world." Master Kumu said.
"I thought you could see through it!" said the Heavenly Master.
"After all, I am still a human being, not a Buddha!" Master Kumu said.
He looked at the Heavenly Master seriously and said, "You shouldn't have come."
The Heavenly Master smiled bitterly, "Hey, I have to come!"
"Yes!" Master Kumu nodded, as if he understood why the Heavenly Master had to come.
"Now that we're here, let's get started!"
"We haven't fought each other for thirty years. Haha, I won't give in!"
The Heavenly Master took a deep breath and said, "Please!"
The cold wind is blowing, and everything is withering, just like the hearts of the two of them at this moment.
…
In front of Wanfu Temple.
Qin Wei stood there with his eyes slightly closed.
His ears were filled with shouts of death and screams.
After coming into this world, killing seems to have always been with him.
From Kyoto to the current Manpukuji Temple, although he has never killed anyone, thousands of people have died in front of him.
He seemed to have become accustomed to this kind of screams and bloodshed. Faced with all this, his quiet heart did not waver.
"Hey~ people will always change, and so will I!"
Qin Wei opened his eyes, looked at the bluestone ground covered with blood and the corpses lying on the ground, and murmured softly.
"Your Highness!"
At this time, Wang An came to Qin Wei.
"What's up?"
"The identity of the innate warrior has been found!" Wang An's voice was a little low.
Qin Wei looked at him and asked: "From Kyoto?"
Wang An was startled, "Your Highness already knows!"
"It's just a guess." Qin Wei said calmly: "Is it the two palaces or the East Palace?"
"Donggong!" Wang An lowered his head.
East Palace!
Qin Wei couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.
He preferred the two palaces to the East Palace.
Because he has no worries about the two palaces, but he has to worry about the East Palace.
The prince is dying!
At this time, he must not touch the East Palace.
Not only now, even after the prince dies, he will not be able to touch the East Palace for a short time.
Death is a big deal!
After the death of the prince, the East Palace was lonely. If he moved the East Palace, it would be somewhat unkind.
Of course, what he cares about is not favors, but Emperor Li's attitude.
"Why should you tell me?" Qin Wei asked.
Wang An trembled all over, "I dare not deceive Your Highness!"
"Actually, you don't have to say it, right?"
"I just want to serve His Highness!" Wang An still lowered his head.
In fact, he should report this matter to the Imperial City first, and then the Imperial City would decide whether to tell Qin Wei.
But now he reported it to Qin Wei first.
"Thank you for your hard work, Eunuch Wang!" Qin Wei's lips curled up slightly.
"It's not hard, old slave!"
"Teach Xiao Shunzi more in the future!" Qin Wei said again.
Xiao Shunzi next to him was slightly stunned and looked at Qin Wei in confusion.
Wang An's expression moved slightly, and a gleam of light bloomed in his eyes, "I understand, I will definitely train this boy well."
Xiao Shunzi looked at him, Wang An.
Why are you training me?
Qin Wei nodded slightly and looked into Wanfu Temple again.
Wang An grinned at Xiao Shunzi, then looked serious and asked: "Your Highness, do you want to report this matter to the imperial city?"
"You didn't report it?" Qin Wei was slightly surprised.
"This old slave is working for His Highness, so naturally he must obey His Highness's orders." Wang And said.
Qin Wei thought thoughtfully, "There is no need to report it, and it will save Grandpa Huang from being angry."
The East Palace wanted to assassinate him. Even if this matter was reported to Emperor Li, Emperor Li would probably not investigate further. At most, he would just reprimand or slightly punish him.
Such punishment is meaningless, it would be better not to report it.
"Xiao Shunzi!" Qin Wei called.
"Here!" Xiao Shunzi responded quickly.
"From now on, Eunuch Wang will be your godfather!" Qin Wei ordered.
"Ah!" Xiao Shunzi was stunned.
"No way?" Qin Wei looked at him.
"Okay, whatever His Highness says will be whatever!" Xiao Shunzi lowered his head and said.
"Old slave, thank you for your consideration, Your Highness!" Wang An grinned at Xiao Shunzi again and bowed.
Wang An reported the East Palace incident to Qin Wei first, which represented his loyalty to Qin Wei.
And asking Xiao Shunzi to be Wang An's godson is Qin Wei's recognition of Wang An.
One generation of emperors and one generation of ministers, as long as Qin Wei is still there, there is no need to say much about Xiao Shunzi's status.
With this relationship of godfather and godson, no matter what happens to Wang An in the future, Xiao Shunzi will always cherish this relationship.
…
The wind is cold and the mountains are withered.
As long as people are alive, they will have many unavoidable difficulties, either because of themselves or because of others.
Whether it is an innate warrior, a monk or a Taoist, they are all nothing but a small boat in this world.
When the general trend rolls in, everyone has to go with the flow.
After all, Master Lao Tianshi and Master Kumu couldn't escape.
They cannot change the general trend and can only let it drive them.
The two have been friends for decades, but at this moment their swords are going to be at each other's throats.
Those eyes full of vicissitudes of life were filled with complex emotions.
The two rickety bodies collided one after another, and dull sounds swept through the surroundings carrying heavy power.
"Hahaha~~Old guy, you are really getting worse as you get older!"
Master Kumu laughed.
I saw his whole body bathed in golden light, and his two withered palms were pounding away like heavy giant hammers.
Every bombardment made the Heavenly Master take a step back.
"I just don't want you to lose too badly."
The old Heavenly Master’s eyes were bright.
Lingxu walked in the air, his skinny palms slapped in the air, and bursts of thunder sounded.
Master Kumu smiled happily when he saw this.
The golden light on the palm is slightly brighter.
The golden energy collided with the blue thunder, and a violent wind broke out and swept away in all directions.
"Don't hold back, I'm old and can't hold on for long!"
Master Kumu said.
The old Heavenly Master moved his eyes slightly, looked at him solemnly, and said: "Then the last move."
"good!"
The thunder suddenly sounded and the sound of thunder rolled.
The bright thunder wrapped around the old Heavenly Master's arm and spread to his whole body.
An invisible and violent power shrouded the world between heaven and earth.
The surrounding dry vegetation was shattered into powder at this moment.
Diamond colored glaze!
Authentic Buddhist skills.
It is based on the two techniques of Vajra Fist and Glazed Body.
One punch shook the world.
With a stooped body, an old face, and a fist bathed in golden light, he struck out with incomparable power.
This punch contains hundreds of years of cultivation and understanding of Deadwood.
Strong and fierce!
There were bursts of thunder, and the Heavenly Master waved his palms with all his strength.
The two are old friends, and although they haven't competed for decades, he knows very well that in terms of strength alone, he is a little worse than Deadwood.
His fists and palms were about to collide.
suddenly.
Master Lao Tian discovered that Kumu's punch seemed to be three points weaker and his direction was also deviated.
It was only a deviation of two or three points, but it missed his palm perfectly.
The pupils in his eyes suddenly condensed, and he wanted to withdraw his palm.
But it's too late!
Bang!
That palm imprinted on Dead Wood's chest.
He had already retracted five points of his power, but the dead wood dispersed all the glass bodies.
boom!!
The fist passed by the old Heavenly Master's ear and struck the dilapidated temple door, causing the temple door and the earthen wall to collapse.
Smoke and dust are everywhere.
A stream of dark red blood shot out.
"Ahem!! I can't do it anymore, I can't do it anymore, I'm old!" Kumu said as he coughed up blood.
The Heavenly Master looked at him blankly.
"Why?"
He never wanted to kill Kumu, he just wanted to stop Kumu from going to Wanfu Temple.
"You can't escape until you die!"
Deadwood said with a vicissitudes of smile.
His rickety body was trembling, he staggered and fell limply toward the ground.
The Heavenly Master quickly stretched out his hand to support him.
"I~~"
“It’s just a matter of one day earlier and one day later!”
Master Kumu looked in the direction of Wanfu Temple, slightly absent-minded.
The killing there was still going on, and he could no longer hear the screams, but could only see the bright golden roof.
The roof is very bright, very bright, just like the Buddha's light on the Buddha's body.
He knew that the Heavenly Master did not want to kill him, but he still wanted to die under the Master's hand.
Since I am going to die, why not under the hands of the Heavenly Master?
It is more comfortable to die in the hands of the Heavenly Master than to die of old age, illness, or being killed by some inexplicable people.
"It's okay, you didn't kill me. This is the relief I want!"
The dead wood seems to be comforting the Heavenly Master.
The Heavenly Master exhaled a long, trembling breath.
He doesn't care about killing people.
In the world of martial arts, whose hands are not stained with blood.
But seeing his old friend die in his own hands, it was really hard for him to accept it for a while.
"The sea of suffering has no end!"
"Sea of bitterness~"
The dead trees pointed towards the ruined temple.
He closed his eyes.
The cold wind disappeared, the mountains disappeared, and the old man sitting in front of the Buddha also disappeared.
The world seems to be getting colder.
The old master looked at the young novice hiding behind the door in the temple.
The little novice monk’s dharma name is the Sea of Suffering.
The confused eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness.
The old Heavenly Master raised his head and looked around. The sky and the earth were vast, and he suddenly felt an indescribable coldness.
He lifted up the dead tree's body.
The body was cold.
His heart is even colder.
"sea of bitterness!"
"Let me go!"
The young novice monk walked out of the ruined temple and looked at him, "Master said I can't blame you."
Dead trees already have the will to die.
"Then will you be resentful?" Master Tian asked.
Kuhai's body was trembling, he put his hands together and recited: "Amitabha, little monk, I have no complaints."
The Heavenly Master looked down at him.
"Forget it, don't be a monk anymore, go back to Tianshi Mansion with me."
Kuhai lowered his head and said nothing, and followed the Heavenly Master step by step.
The Heavenly Master held up the dead wood's body, and the bitter sea pulled the dead wood's clothes.
The three of them were walking on the cold mountain road.