The Heavenly Journey of Zhuxian

Chapter 133 Injustice ([-])

Zhang Xiaofan's feelings for Puzhi are very complicated, at the beginning he was grateful and respectful to him, even in the dead night he never thought of betraying him.

But fate played a big joke on him.The person he desperately wanted to keep secret was the murderer who massacred hundreds of people in Caomiao Village.At that moment, his faith collapsed, and he hated, hated Puzhi, hated Tianyin Temple, hated the world, and hated himself.
Biting chills rushed from all directions, as if countless cold steel needles were about to pierce the skin.

Zhang Xiaofan fought a few cold wars, but he is not a mortal after all, he used the real method in his body to adjust his breath, and he gradually got used to it.Although the chill can't enter the body, the biting cold is still extremely uncomfortable.

This hut on Mount Sumeru seems to be colder than the bitterly cold place in Beiyuan.

Zhang Xiaofan was astonished, when he was in doubt, he only heard Master Pu Hong sighed in front of him, saying: "Junior brother, we came to see you, this person, you have wanted to see him for a long time!"

His voice was deep and full of strange feelings, and the chill in the room suddenly turned a little colder, almost freezing human blood into ice.

Then, a ray of light, white with a slight silver light, slowly lit up from the front of Master Puhong and Ghost Li, at the end of the hut.

The light is light and snow-like, first a ray of light blooms, and then another silver-white gleam slowly lights up at the edge of the light, but it gets close to it and merges into one, and then one gleam of light shines one after another, gradually seeing It is a disc shape about one foot square.

The light is soft, pure white like snow, the light rises no more than one foot high, and at the end it seems to turn into little snowflakes, or like white fireflies, dancing gently, falling slowly, almost like a dream.

After that, the strands of light slowly merged and gradually became brighter, Zhang Xiaofan and Master Puhong only heard a soft whistling sound from the room, the sound was pure and pleasant, the white light exploded, and instantly radiated brilliance, illuminating the whole room.

At that moment, Master Puhong bowed his head and chanted the Buddha's name, but Zhang Xiaofan felt that the blood in his whole body was frozen in an instant, and he could no longer feel the slightest warmth, even his own heartbeat I can't feel it anymore, and it seems to have stopped in an instant.

He just stood there like a stiff icicle, staring blankly into the depths of the light, and there was no other thought in his mind, only two words echoed: Puzhi!

The gloomy light is like snow, flowing brilliantly, emanating from a pure white jade disc, and at the same time braving a deep chill.And on the one-foot-square disc, there was a person sitting cross-legged. It was the person who changed Zhang Xiaofan's life and made him unforgettable—Pu Zhi.

Seen from a distance, Puzhi's face was lifelike, although the skin looked extremely pale and lifeless, but upon careful observation, there was no sign of dryness.What's more, he is still the kind and peaceful old monk in Zhang Xiaofan's memory back then, he has not changed at all, but there is more faint pain in his expression, like remorse and compassion.

For some reason, Puzhi's body has shrunk twice as much as before, and because of this, he was able to sit cross-legged on the pure white cold jade plate, thinking that the cold air in the room was overwhelming, but he didn't see anything. Most of the reasons for stacking ice cubes are on this rare treasure.And it is taken for granted that Puzhi's body can be preserved for such a long time, most of it is due to the power of this rare treasure.

However, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't think of so much anymore, the compassionate and peaceful monk sitting on the jade plate was clearly engraved deeply in his heart, for more than ten years, he didn't forget it at all.

Is it hate?
yes?
Sometimes his mind was empty, sometimes it was like a violent storm, thunder and lightning rumbled, all kinds of pain and grievances flooded into his heart all at once!

That kind monk was the one who saved his life, the one who taught him the true way and treated him like a son, but it was this seemingly merciful monk who ruined his life and made him suffer day and night, like falling to the ground House Abyss...

The entanglement of grievances and grievances, I thought it was only in my heart, but I didn't expect to see his face again today.

Under the agitation of Zhang Xiaofan's mind, he couldn't stand still, his head became dizzy, and he fell to the side.At this moment, a gentle and warm hand stretched out from the side to support him, and at the same time, a familiar breath came from the palm of that hand, the true Dharma of Buddhism. The turbulent blood in Zhang Xiaofan's heart slowly calmed down.

"Amitabha, Donor Zhang, don't get too excited, it's important to take care of your health." Master Puhong's peaceful voice came softly from the side.

As if awakened from a dream, Zhang Xiaofan gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, let go of Puhong's hand, and stood up straight again, but his eyes never left Puzhi's face.In the dim light, the pained look on Pu Zhi's peaceful face seemed to grow deeper.

Master Puhong was at the side, looking carefully at Zhang Xiaofan, in his eyes, this young man's painful and changeable face was changing in the dim light, at this moment, he was no longer that famous demon cultist, But just a painful mortal in his eyes, just like that boy many years ago.

He sighed softly, with deep eyes, turned his head to look at Puzhi in front of him, walked forward slowly, stared at Puzhi's face, and said in a low voice: "Brother, your last wish, the brother has already fulfilled it for you. Senior brother is incompetent, and he couldn’t save you back then. Evil causes come out of evil results, and you have to suffer the debt yourself. This is what you said back then. May you let go of your past evils and reincarnate as soon as possible. Amitabha!”

He clasped his hands together and bowed to Puzhi's body, then walked out straight away, the moment he was about to go out, he said calmly: "Benefactor Zhang, I think you also want to be alone with Junior Brother Puzhi for a while! I'm in the meditation room ahead, if you need anything, just come and find me."

Zhang Xiaofan didn't speak, seemed to turn a deaf ear, at this moment, he only had that monk Puzhi in the dim light in his eyes.

Master Pu Hong sighed, opened the door and lifted the curtain, and walked out.In the house, there was silence.

Zhang Xiaofan moved slowly, slowly, walking towards Puzhi bit by bit.

As he slowly approached, an inexplicable fear rose in his heart, and he was at a loss.Obviously this person in front of him is the murderer who massacred Caomiao Village, but for some reason, facing his dead body, the sadness of poverty wells up in his heart.

Zhang Xiaofan walked in front of him, nails dug deep into his flesh, he stared at Puzhi.In the end, as if he had been drained of strength, he fell silently to the ground.

The sound of his heart beating can be clearly heard in this room, thump, thump, thump.
The cold feeling spread from the stick in his hand to his whole body.The wailing voices of the villagers of Caomiao Village seemed to be heard again.

blood everywhere...

As soon as the screen turned, the scene of the benevolent old man teaching him Dafan Wisdom appeared before his eyes again.

Zhang Xiaofan's complexion was distorted, blood was shining in his eyes, and he was struggling.

Suddenly, he suddenly picked up the stick in his hand.Three different forces emerge at the top of the stick.

There is the compassionate Buddhist mana, the majestic Taoist true energy, and the ferocious devilish evil spirit.

The stick carried infinite power and smashed towards the top of Puzhi's head.

In the end, it stopped two inches above Puzhi's head.

Three kinds of mixed forces swept out, and the surrounding walls and floors were cracked inch by inch.

However, Pu Zhi who was sitting on the jade plate was not damaged at all...

At a cliff on Little Sumeru Mountain, the priest Puhong looked at Yunxia in the distance and said:
"You are talented and intelligent, which is rare in the world, but more importantly, you have another level of wisdom in Buddhism and Buddhism.

Back then, among the four of us, your uncle Puzhi was the smartest. Unfortunately, although he was smart, he took the wrong path, delayed his Buddhist studies, and vainly sought longevity, and finally ended up in a terrible end.It is your blessing that you can enlighten today, and it is also the blessing of Tianyin Temple! "

Faxiang was startled, looked up at Master Puhong, and said, "Master, what do you mean by that, I don't quite understand?"

Master Puhong shook his head, first he stretched out his hand to support the Dharma figure, then the joy on his face gradually faded, and he said lightly: "For these years, I have been busy with mundane affairs day and night as a teacher, so that my understanding of Buddhism has stagnated. It is in vain to have this worldly reputation, and you have been fighting for half a lifetime, but you can't let it go. After your uncle Puzhi passed away, you had a heart of seclusion as a teacher, but there was no one under your door. Facing this patriarch's foundation, although it is a thing outside of the body, you can't do it. Give it up easily. Now that I have you, I can feel at ease as a teacher."

Faxiang was shocked, his face turned pale, he just stood up and knelt down immediately, and said anxiously: "Teacher, what are you talking about, how can Tianyin Temple leave you, not to mention that disciples have to accompany the teacher day and night, listening to the teachings But I beg my teacher, never abandon my disciples and the people of Tianyin Temple and go back to hermitage!" After saying that, he kowtowed.

Master Puhong laughed, then sighed, pulled Faxiang up, and sighed: "Fool, fool, is there a feast that lasts forever in the world? However, the matter of returning to the hermit as a teacher is not urgent, and it can't be done in a few days. You don't have to worry, you have to settle everything properly so that I can rest assured.

Besides, Reverend Qingyun Daoxuan and the chiefs of each lineage retreated one after another.Didn't little friend Chen Tianxing lead Qingyun's younger generation to manage Qingyun in an orderly manner? "

Speaking of this, Puhong patted Faxiang's shoulder with a smile and said: "From now on, the world will belong to you young people..."

There were tears in Fa Xiang's eyes, but after all he knew that Master Puhong's desire to retire was unstoppable. Fortunately, as his teacher said, although he wanted to, he didn't see any urgency. When there is an opportunity in the future, he will just persuade his teacher well.Thinking of this, he stopped crying and stood aside.

Venerable Pu Hong looked up at the sky, saw the moonlight shining brightly, desolately and beautifully, he looked at it for a long time, then suddenly said: "Let's go in and see that little benefactor!"

Fa Xiang was startled, and said, "What?"

Master Puhong said indifferently: "Right and wrong, grievances and hatreds, no matter what, there must be a result in the end."

Inside the empty room, the silver light of the "Jade Ice Plate" was still shining.

Nothing, nothing happened!
Puzhi Dharma Body is still sitting cross-legged on the jade ice tray, while Zhang Xiaofan is sitting cross-legged opposite him, with his back to Master Puhong and Dharma-image, silently staring at Puzhi's face in the dim light.

Master Puhong turned his head to look, and couldn't help frowning, only to see that the surrounding floors and walls had all been broken.

Venerable Pu Hong slowly walked up to Gui Li, glanced at the ground in front of him, and said in a peaceful voice: "Benefactor, you have been here for a day and a night, have you thought it through?"

Zhang Xiaofan slowly turned his eyes away from Pu Zhifa, looked at Master Pu Hong, Master Pu Hong's heart was shocked, he saw his face was pale and tired, although he only sat here for a day and a night, But it seems that there are vicissitudes and vicissitudes on the face, and it has experienced a hundred years in the world.

Master Puhong put his palms together and softly recited: "Amitabha!"

Zhang Xiaofan stood up slowly, but halfway up, his body trembled suddenly, his footing was unsteady, both Faxiang and Puhong frowned, when Faxiang was about to step forward to help him, he had already regained his footing, Taking a deep breath, he stood up straight again, facing Master Puhong.

His body was weak at first glance, but for some reason, at this moment, he seemed as strong and strong as Mount Sumeru.

"Master..." His voice was hoarse.

Master Pu Hong put his palms together and said, "Yes, what is your order, little benefactor?"

"The dead will rest in peace, you can cremate his dharmakaya and bury him!"

Master Puhong and Fatong were shocked at the same time, looked at Zhang Xiaofan, after a while, Master Puhong let out a long sigh, as if he was in a state of embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "Benefactor, have you seen it?"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled miserably, and glanced at Pu Zhi who was sitting cross-legged in the twilight, the muscles on his face tensed and then relaxed, and he said slowly: "I only met this master in one night, but I once knelt down before him , kowtowed to him willingly, and called him 'Master'. He saved me and harmed me, but without him, there would be no me, and the dead would be dead. Although I am not a Buddhist disciple, I know that Buddhism values ​​reincarnation most. He refused to go into the ground even when he was dying, so we know that he feels remorse in his heart..."

The cold breath faintly emanated from his hand, Master Pu Hong and Fa Xiang felt it almost at the same time, that surge of strange monster power.

"The blood-devouring bead's demon power is fierce and violent. I have felt it all these years, and I can somewhat understand the reason for it." Having said this, he slowly turned around and walked towards the door.

Master Puhong and Fatong were behind him at the same time, facing his back and chanting Buddha with ten together, Master Puhong immediately said: "Little benefactor's heart is so kind, I am moved by heaven and earth, I am here to thank Puzhi for my unworthy younger brother who passed away The benefactor. I would like to follow the benefactor's instructions, and I will cremate my brother's dharma body later and bury him. I just don't know if the benefactor has anything to say before that?"

Zhang Xiaofan has already reached the door at this moment, and stretched out his hand towards the door, but after a while, he paused, his whole body seemed to be frozen there.Master Pu Hong and Fa Xiang didn't know what he was thinking, they just looked at him for a while and didn't speak.

Zhang Xiaofan turned around slowly, and saw that old and slightly painful face again.He had only seen this face twice in his life, and over the past ten years or so, all of it came to his mind in an instant. In the end, all that remained was his kind and peaceful smile in front of him on that stormy night.

Zhang Xiaofan was right at the door, facing the remnant of the dharma body who was sitting cross-legged on the twilight jade plate, just like the young man back then, he knelt down to him and kowtowed three times, then he raised his head , Su Rong, with deep and endless pain on his face, said: "Master!..."

Silence!
"Master, you... rest in peace!"

He whispered, then stood up, without further words, turned and opened the door, and walked out.

Practitioners like Puhong and Dharma, he was stunned and speechless for a while, just watched Zhang Xiaofan walk out of the hut.

In the silence, Faxiang sighed and said: "He, he really has great wisdom, great kindness and compassion! He is really a strange man in the world, Amitabha..."

Master Puhong turned around, looked at Puzhi Dharma Body, put his palms together for a while, and said, "Junior Brother, you can finally rest...huh?"

Master Puhong let out an exclamation of surprise, which surprised Faxiang, and quickly followed Master Puhong's gaze, and his body was shocked immediately, and his face was full of surprise.

I saw that the Dharma Body of Universal Wisdom sitting cross-legged on the jade ice plate had changed dramatically at this moment. In the silvery white shimmer like frost and snow, the Dharma Body of Universal Wisdom turned into powder like sand and stone, bit by bit. The dust, which was so fine that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye, slowly fell.And on his old face, for some reason, the original trace of pain disappeared, and a gratified smile appeared instead.

(End of this chapter)