Sang took the Yuhan from the opponent's hand and laughed at himself:
"Frankly speaking, I no longer want to avenge this hatred."
"I am also heartless. The entire eunuch has the hatred of nearly a hundred people. But I... really don't want to care about these anymore. The struggle for hatred for a hundred years is too tiring.
Already."
The young girl said: "It seems that your obsession with 'life' has changed. You are no longer obsessed with hate, but with 'love'."
"In this case, even if you gradually recover your Taoist practice, you may not be able to enter the path of Demon Buddha Bo Xun again."
Sang smiled and shook his head: "It doesn't matter, it's just a means of self-defense. Once it's gone, it's gone."
"As for Xi Xuan, I will wait patiently."
"When I meet him again one day, I will say sorry to him, have a cup of tea with him, and eat some vegetarian food to express my regret."
The girl asked: "What are your next plans?"
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"I will go to Chang'an first to take care of Xi Xuan's father until he is old. Then, I will return here."
The girl asked in confusion: "Why do you want to come back?"
"Since I met you here, I must be destined to be here. What's more, the mountains and rivers here are beautiful, and it's also a good place to practice."
The girl nodded: "Since you have a plan, just wait. I will come again when you resolve this fate one day."
Seeing the girl getting up to leave, Sang couldn't help but ask: "Girl, can you tell me who you are? Where are you from?"
"I cannot let you know where I come from. As for my name, my name is Fei, Fei from Feicui."
The bells were ethereal and the plain yarn was dancing lightly. After the girl left her name, she gradually disappeared from Sang's sight.
Sang sighed and swallowed Yuhan.
In an instant, the power of immortality flows through all the limbs and bones.
Pei Ran's vitality, gradually brightening eyesight, and gradually clear hearing, everything began to return to his youth.
Although he still looked like an old man, Sang didn't care about his appearance.
The next day, Sang returned to Chang'an.
Sang couldn't talk about Xi Xuan's matter.
He found a Buddhist temple and would go there every day when the noodle stall was closing to have a bowl of noodle soup and chat with the other person.
At first, Xi Xuan's father was a little surprised as to why a layman who led monks to practice came here every day.
However, as time changed and the news of Xi Xuan disappeared for a long time, the already aging man couldn't help but pull Sang to talk about his depression.
Once, Sang asked: "My father-in-law, do you regret it?"
"What do you regret?"
"I regret letting your child travel with that monk."
Unexpectedly, the man smiled and shook his head: "My child is restless. Being an escort is not only hard work, but also dangerous. As he gets older, he will suffer from injuries."
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"It will be more beneficial for him to follow a wise monk, practice and travel, and increase his knowledge."
After hearing this, Sang felt sad and almost subconsciously wanted to tell Xi Xuan's situation.
But looking at the hope in the man's eyes, he couldn't speak after all.
Tens of years of cold and heat, fleeting:
Chang'an is still the same Chang'an, but it is still a little depressed.
The prosperity of the Li Tang Dynasty gradually came to a regrettable end.
The stalls have long since stopped setting up.
Xi Xuan's father has always relied on the money given by Sang.
Later, when Xi Xuan's father became ill, Sang even moved in directly.
On this day, the man felt more energetic than ever before and even wanted to eat something.
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But Sang, who saw everything in his eyes, understood that the end was approaching.
At night, Sang handed a bowl of noodle soup to the man's hand.
But the other party smiled and put his face aside: "Sang, in fact, I have been thinking about one thing these years."
"Oh, what's the matter?"
"How can a person who is full of things on his mind and hesitates to speak, suppress his inner sadness, try to look indifferent every day, and support his former best friend's father in his old age?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Sang was shocked all over.
But I heard the other party sigh: "When you came back and met me, you looked thirty or forty years older than me. But now, I am about to die, but you have hardly changed."
"I knew you were not a mortal, Zen Master Fahai."
Sang opened his mouth and his eyes suddenly turned red.
The unspeakable guilt and the apologies that have been suppressed for decades, I thought would pour out like a river.
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But when it came to this moment, I found that I felt like I was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't speak a single word.
"Xi Xuan...was no longer here when you came back, right?"
"Uncle, I'm sorry." Sang choked and said, "I..."
"You don't need to let me know what happened. You kept it secret from me for so many years. Don't you just think that if I knew about it, I wouldn't be able to bear it?"
"But it's okay now. I'm about to die too. Soon, I will be reunited with my son."
"By the way, Zen Master, where is he buried?"
Sang wiped his tears: "Jiangnan West Road, by the Mang River."
"Well...it's a good place with mountains and water, haha..."
Sang didn't want to appreciate the hardship in the other person's smile, so he immediately said: "Uncle, how did you know it was me?"
"Haha. I didn't notice it at first."
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"But one time, after you asked me about Xi Xuan, I subconsciously looked at the way you were eating noodles. Only then did I realize that the way you grabbed the chopsticks and the changes between your eyebrows were all the same as the first one.
You are exactly the same as you when we first met."
"At that time, I knew that you were Sang and also Zen Master Fahai. It was also at that time that I knew that Xi Xuan would not be able to come back."
"But, as I said back then, I have no regrets."
Sang opened his mouth for a long time: "Uncle, thank you..."
"Can I ask one last question? Why did Xi Xuan die in the end?"
Sang took a deep breath: "To protect a woman he loves deeply, and to protect me as his best friend."
"Okay! In this case, he is a good boy! He did not embarrass me! Hahahaha..."
Perhaps only the man himself knows how bitter and sad the seemingly hearty laughter is.
Finally, the candlelight was extinguished in a wisp of breeze.
The man's life also ended at this moment.
Sang spent almost half of his life savings to give Xi Xuan's father a grand burial, and even invited the abbot from the temple to personally liberate him.
Then, Sang left silently.
From now on, farewell to Chang'an!
Returned to Runzhou, back to the mountains and forests where I first met Fei.
The mountains and forests have not changed, but almost all the people traveling along the way have become strangers.
It was also when he came back this time that Sang realized that the mountain forest he was in was called Shiyue Mountain.
Not long after, Sang found the ruins of Zexin Temple during the Eastern Jin Dynasty on this mountain.
"God's will, didn't you expect that you would end up with the Buddha?"
At this moment, Sang smiled in relief, and he began to restore Zexin Temple's appearance little by little.
Then, it gradually moved towards the outside of the temple.
Time passed slowly, and people around him began to know that there was a layman who was building a temple on this mountain.
Some kind people enthusiastically went to the mountain to help.
One day, golden rain fell from the sky, and everything in the mountain came to life. The villagers who helped build the temple bowed their heads and worshiped.
Sang Fu reached his heart and put on the monk's robe again.
The monk's robe is still the same as before, even a little faded due to too many washes.
Sang didn't care.
He placed the purple gold bowl under the Tathagata Buddha in the Main Hall, along with the vajra pestle that had never been used.
After respectfully offering a stick of incense, Sang took the razor, knelt on the futon, and shaved off his hair bit by bit.
At this moment, the three thousand worries are eliminated again.
Under auspicious circumstances, after being tonsured, Sang hung the plaque on the temple door.
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The name of this place is Jinshan Temple!
Many people who came to offer incense said that Zen Master Fahai was a truly wise man.
He did not accept extra silver from pilgrims. Each person only needed one penny to get a stick of fragrance.
Moreover, this Zen Master Fahai would also sit in the Mahavira Hall and enlighten some pilgrims who looked sad.
Over time, the reputation of Jinshan Temple spread throughout Runzhou.
Many pilgrims come here with admiration and want to meet this Zen Master Fahai, who has profound morals.
There are also many traveling monks who decided to practice in Jinshan Temple after having a heart-to-heart talk with Fa Hai about Buddhism.
For a time, Jinshan Temple became the most magnificent Buddhist temple in Runzhou.
...
Time passed by, and the prosperous age of Li Tang finally came to an end.
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More than sixty years followed, accompanied by the end of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms era.
The people finally ushered in the peaceful era - the Song Dynasty.
It was on this day that Sang announced his retreat.
And this retreat lasted for a hundred years!
...
On this day, I don’t know how long it has been, in the quiet room, Sang opened his eyes.
His foundation was finally restored to full strength, even better than before.
If he had to use the power of the stars to deal with Bai Qinsu back then, then now he is truly not afraid.
The inner peace also allowed him to finally face those years of heartache.
Bai Qinsu and Qingxiang Yin are no longer important to him. His only regret now is Xi Xuan.
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After leaving the quiet room, some young monks scratched their heads and didn't even recognize Sang.
After all, in a hundred years, most of the old friends Sang knew at the time have passed away. Only a few enlightened monks can live a relatively long life.
"Ah, abbot, you are finally out of seclusion!"
A monk who was over a hundred years old showed joy and immediately told the younger monks around him: "Quickly, inform the whole temple that the abbot has been in seclusion for hundreds of years and has finally come out!"
"When is it now? Is it still the Song Dynasty?"
"It is now the second year of Jianyan. The Song Dynasty is still there, but... there have been some changes in the Song Dynasty and the capital has been moved to Hangzhou. It has been almost more than a year."
"Oh?" Sang looked at the purple gold bowl and vajra that were still enshrined, and recalled those years: "I want to go out."
"Huh? Abbot, where are you going?"
"Hangzhou, Yongming Chanyuan."
The monk scratched his head in confusion, then seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized: "Abbott, you mean Jingci Temple."
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Sang looked at him with some doubts.
"Your Majesty just changed his name this year."
Sang nodded and did not delve into this matter further.
"Abbott, what are you going to do in Hangzhou this time?"
Sang put away the purple gold bowl and vajra pestle, and smiled like a flower-picking Buddha: "I will go and repay some cause and effect."
So far, the Fahai I imagined has been established.
In my opinion, this kind of monk is dubbed as a myth and legend.
It should not be just a simple act of compassion, nor should it be a simple tough bigotry like in "The Legend of White Snake".
Human nature is inherently complex, and a one-sided description of the characters in "The Legend of White Snake" is obviously not enough.
Therefore, Jean Sang was first forced to become a monk as a "human", then became a demon, and then through friendship and sacrifice, he saw through the world, stabilized his state of mind, and regained the true Dharma.
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This should be the real Fahai.
According to Tongshan's understanding of Buddhism, only after experiencing great compassion in the world of mortals and realizing the real suffering of all sentient beings can we save others.