Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 607: The Flame Is Burning
The great Sangyan Buddha Lingpa actually said that he wanted to live.

Although she was sure that she had not heard it wrong, this sentence was still unbelievable, and Yuan Mingfei couldn't help but feel a sense of absurdity in her heart.

The current situation in Fandi is indeed turbulent, with the New Donglin Party showing its sword, the Dazhaohe White Horse sitting on the fence, and the Hanchuan Buddhist Order watching covetously. Even in the dark, there are Sheji and Donghuang Palace stirring up trouble.

But for now, all parties remain in a stalemate, and no one can tell what the next outcome will be.

How could Lingapāpa be so sure that he would fail and die?

Moreover, what did she mean by coming to me and telling me all this?
Could it be that she wanted her group of people to lend a helping hand to her? This was a bit too far-fetched.

"Don't be surprised. I'm already trapped in this game and can't extricate myself. There is only one outcome, nine out of ten, which is death. Only in this way can the various forces in the land be satisfied and get what they want."

Looking at the shocked Yuan Mingfei, Lingjiapo remained calm and spoke frankly.

"The people on the sacred mountain are sharpening their knives, and the people under the altar are cursing at me. Now all of them are waiting for me to be promoted to the second rank. As long as I take this step, they will swarm up and eat me up."

Yuan Mingfei was shocked and blurted out: "Why?"

"They need someone to go first and verify what is right or wrong. But at the same time, they don't want anyone to block their way. Even if they are walking with them, they don't want that."

Lingapo asked softly, "You should be able to understand what I mean."

One whale dies and all things live.

Of course, Concubine Yuan Ming understood this principle.

But this does not mean that she will believe Lingava's one-sided statement.

"Promoted to Rank Two, no different from a god. Who can hurt you?"

Concubine Yuan Ming sneered, "Even if the enemy outnumbers us, we can't be unable to escape, right?"

"My future is controlled by others."

A hint of bitterness and powerlessness emerged in Lingpa's indifferent eyes.

"From the beginning, I was just the one they chose. The further I went, the more restraints I had. Now, I am already bound by them and unable to break free."

Lingpa's words may seem obscure, but they actually contain a lot of information.

Almost involuntarily, Yuan Mingfei's thoughts unfolded in depth as Lingjiapo spoke.

Somehow, the fog that seemed to linger around the entire land slowly dissipated before her eyes.

Who is the 'they' that Lingava mentioned who 'selected' her in secret?

Yuan Mingfei originally thought that this referred to the various forces now gathered in Fandi.

But when I think about it carefully, it seems unlikely.

If this is true, Lingpa probably won't even have the chance to "realize it later".

Not to mention the situation now, which made Lingpa aware of the impending crisis and awakened him from the ecstasy of being promoted to the second rank.

From this perspective, there are probably many people in the foreign land who claim to be able to make strategic plans, but are actually ignorant.

You think you are the knife for sharing food, but in fact you are just meat on the chopping board.

As for "restraint", it is relatively easier to understand.

If Fandi Foshu and Sheji cooperated in order to find a technical method to save themselves, then it was almost certain that Sheji had made some secret moves.

Even if we take a step back and assume that the country has no ill intentions and is only trying to protect itself, it will definitely use some covert means.

Otherwise, after the rebirth of the Fandi Buddha, there is no doubt that they will be the first to be attacked.

How can you allow others to sleep peacefully on the side of the couch?
A method given by others, a false god controlled by others.

It seems that Lingpa has no way out.

Concubine Yuan Ming dissected Lingjiapo's words word by word, unraveling them. Just some guesses that could not be confirmed to be true or false made her gasp in shock.

After the completion of "Huangliang", the Buddhist order that had gone astray became a group of hopeless trapped beasts.

All they can do is try their best to survive. Even though they know that what the country is leaving behind may be poisonous flesh and blood, they have no other choice but to swallow it with great pleasure.

The Sangyan Buddha Lingpa in front of him was the most miserable one among the trapped beasts.

"In that case, why don't you give up the promotion?"

With this in mind, Concubine Yuan Ming seemed temporarily unable to care about the hatred between her and Sangyan Temple, and devoted herself wholeheartedly to the trend that swept across the entire Fan land.

"As long as you don't advance to the rank 2, won't they leave you alone?"

Chen Qisheng, who was standing by, couldn't help but frown when he heard this, and his eyes stared at Lingjiapo even colder.

“I can’t stop.”

Lingava spoke calmly.

Yuan Mingfei's eyes flickered and her lips moved slightly, and then she heard Chen Qisheng at the side speak first.

"Since you can't stop, why not just go to die calmly? Isn't sacrificing yourself for the order of Buddha the supreme honor that you people talk about?"

Chen Qisheng sneered: "If you are afraid of death, how can you become a Buddha?"

"It seems you still misunderstood."

Lingjia Po looked at Chen Qisheng, his eyes as clear as morning dew, and said softly: "When I say seeking survival, I am not seeking survival for this life, but for the fulfillment of my long-cherished wish in this life."

"What is your long-cherished wish?"

Chen Qisheng held a sword, his silver armor was whiter than snow, and two green and red Taoist symbols were wandering around his body, making no effort to hide his hostility.

"Over the years, the Fandi Buddhist Order has become increasingly insane in its actions and mentality in order to survive, persecuting the Fan people and committing an irreparable mistake."

Lingjiaba's compassionate words were interrupted by a loud sword chant.

It was Chen Qisheng who was flexing his fingers and flicking the sword.

"Is it my memory that's wrong, or is it that you, the Buddha Sangyan, are forgetful? I remember that in the neighboring Usizangwei, there were many Buddhists from your Sangyan Temple who treated the indigenous people like pigs and dogs, knocking their bones, sucking their marrow, using their meat to fertilize the soil, and using their blood to write scriptures?"

"I have long lost the ability to control the Sangyan Buddhist Order. This is one of my many sins."

Lingavada did not argue but put his hands together in front of him.

"I have committed many sins in this life, and I am doomed to never be reincarnated. I only hope to make up for the endless sufferings of the people who have suffered as a result of my efforts to raise the Sangyan Buddhist Order."

Linga Po's voice gradually became louder and louder: "Unfortunately, I am now imprisoned on the sacred mountain. I have many aspirations but no chance to realize them. So I came here today just to hope to find someone to act on my behalf after my death."

"What you said is so righteous that one can't help but admire you."

Chen Qisheng sneered, "But why do I still feel that you are just looking for someone to take the blame for your own sake? Lingapo, do you think we are easy to fool?"

"Where does the deception come from?"

Finally, there was some expression on Lingpa's dull face.

She looked at Chen Qisheng with a hint of sarcasm: "Would I ask you to defend me against those wolves and tigers? Regardless of whether you agree or not, I only want to ask one question: are you a match for them?"

"Chen Qisheng, if you were the 'Zhang Zhenren' back then, I believe you could do it, but unfortunately you are not. Even the Fire Lord Li Jun couldn't stop them. So what's the point of me lying to you?"

Chen Qisheng raised his sword-like eyebrows, wanting to refute, but found that he could not find the words to refute.

Indeed, no matter how wonderful Lingjiaba's words were, we could not help her.

Since the deadlock cannot be changed, what good is there for Lingava to lie to himself?
Could it be that when a dying person is about to speak good words, Lingpa knew that he was going to die, so he suddenly came to his senses and wanted to do some good things?

At this point, this seems to be the truth.

But Chen Qisheng always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

"So you want me to atone for your sins?"

Yuan Mingfei, who had been silent for a long time, asked, "Why me?"

Lingava replied, "Because you are different from us, you are the only exception."

"You hate the Fandi Buddhist order, but you sympathize with the Fandi people and have never eaten them. This proves that you have a kind heart."

Walking barefoot on broken tiles and beams, and on stumps of limbs and blood.

Lingpa's pure white Buddhist robe was stained with filth, and his feet were covered with scratches.

At this moment, she no longer looked like the Buddha who was high above and overlooking all living beings, but an ordinary aboriginal woman, standing quietly in front of Yuan Mingfei.

"You don't belong to any sacred mountain, but you are always accompanied by the Vajra Dharma Protector. This proves that you have a rich blessing that others cannot match."

"You were once a lowly celestial maiden, but you achieved the third level of enlightenment through your own perseverance. This proves that you can inherit my enlightenment and Dharma."

Lingapo said in a deep voice: "So, I chose you."

As soon as the words were spoken, the thick leaden clouds that had long since stopped scattering snow and wind suddenly dispersed.

The sunlight pierced through like a sharp sword, and a beam of it fell on Concubine Yuan Ming, illuminating her eyebrows and long hair.

It is as glorious as a miracle and as shining as the presence of Buddha.

If there were any Buddhist believers nearby at this moment, they would surely kneel down, kowtow, and shout the Buddha's name.

But now in this ruin, there is only a Taoist priest holding a sword and a woman who never considers herself a Buddha.

"Actually, I really don't like the way you guys talk. All you talk about is roots, bones, heart, dharma, fate, and nature. You sound so superior and superior that you forget how to speak like a human being."

Concubine Yuan Ming stared into Lingjiapo's eyes.

"Since the day I escaped from the Jokhang Temple, I never thought that I would one day help the poor and the needy. All I can do is to save myself."

"I was able to be promoted to the third rank of Buddha because I was in danger of dying. If I didn't get promoted, I would die."

"I am blessed with the Vajra Dharma Protectors because I exchange hearts with them and share life and death with them."

"I can sympathize with the indigenous people because I still have a conscience and am still a human being."

Concubine Yuan Ming stepped forward, making way for the golden light shining on her body, and spoke word by word: "Buddha Sangyan, let me ask you a question, what does all this have to do with Buddha?"

The woman's eyes were soft, but her words were full of pride. "It's nothing to do with it."

Lingava was silent for a long time, with a hint of self-mockery on his face.

"Since you don't want to listen to the language of heaven, then I will speak to you the language of the human world!"

The light faded and she took a step back.

"After my death, the Jokhang Buddha Longsheng will surely be promoted to the second rank of Buddha. If you want to kill him for revenge, accepting my Dharma and attainment is your only chance."

"only?"

Chen Qisheng interrupted with disdain, "I alone am enough to kill him."

"The hatred between the old and new Dao order is far from over."

Lingjiapo stared into Yuan Mingfei's eyes without blinking.

"Zhang Xiji, who destroyed Zhenwu single-handedly back then, is still alive. He is also Daoxu 2."

These words exploded in Chen Qisheng's heart, and he was stunned on the spot.

"The Mo order is split, Yin and Yang are in chaos, who among the people around you doesn't bear a blood feud?"

Yuan Mingfei's expression was calm, but her pupils involuntarily contracted, revealing the uneasiness in her heart.

"I will release all the solitary martial arts officers detained in Sangyan Divine Mountain. This is the best I can do now. Let me remind you that Li Jun is in great need of these people now."

At this moment, Lingpa seemed to have really let go, his words were sharp, and his aura was overwhelming.

"Sheji is far from being as simple as you think. If they are not sure of dealing with Li Jun, how could they dare to take action against Tianque?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lingpa suddenly turned around and looked towards the northeast.

"Is everyone here?"

Lingjiapo muttered to himself and looked back at Concubine Yuan Ming who had a serious expression on her face.

Her lips did not move, but a voice sounded in Yuan Mingfei's heart.

"Only if you help me fulfill my long-cherished wish will you be able to help them. Concubine Yuan Ming, I will wait for you on the Sangyan Sacred Mountain."

After leaving these words, Lingpa's incarnation suddenly disappeared like a bubble.

At the same time, a stronger snowstorm suddenly blew up.

The world was filled with filth and dirt, but in an instant it became pure white.

Nagqu Buddhist land, treasure village.

The temple in the center of the village was converted into a private school. The bell for the end of school rang clear and melodiously, and a group of boys ran happily towards the houses where smoke was rising.

"I asked you to practice boxing, and you were so vigorous. I asked you to learn some principles of governing the country and benefiting the people, and you cheered loudly here. How could I, Zhang Siyuan, have a student like you?"

Dunzhu, who was dozing off on the steps, was kicked hard and turned around with a simple smile on his face.

"I don't understand, sir."

"If you don't understand, then you won't learn?"

Zhang Siyuan had a sad expression on his face, as if he was disappointed with his friend. He lifted up the corner of his robe and sat down next to Dunzhu.

"If I wasn't worried about damaging your pure body, I would have made a six-art chip and put it in your brain."

Dunzhu didn't answer, but just laughed.

Zhang Siyuan looked at the man in front of him who was pretending to be stupid and sighed helplessly.

"In the past few days, I have roughly figured out which sequence these guys from Zhenbao Village are suitable for. I have to say that even the Nanbei Zhili who have been in the Confucian Order for many years have the same potential as those students from the Confucius Temple, and they are even slightly better."

Zhang Siyuan exclaimed: "Nature is wonderful, it is unbelievable."

"The Fan people can endure hardships."

Dunzhu spoke in a muffled voice and gave the explanation in his own words.

"It's probably true, just as you said. The wind and snow on this plateau have oppressed you for many years, and the future will pay you back for that many years."

Zhang Siyuan nodded thoughtfully.

"The things needed to break the lock and advance to the next level are already on their way. Your husband and I have also found a group of people to guide them."

A group of black boys with dirty faces hid in the corner of the temple, looking over here curiously.

"As long as we can lay a solid foundation, it shouldn't take a few years for some of them to be promoted to followers. Then we can send them out to travel around the foreign lands, discovering useful people from village to village, and guide them. In time, the foreign lands will flourish and all the followers will emerge."

"But the most urgent task at the moment is to first eradicate the Buddhist thought that has been ingrained into our bones and marrow. We must not be careless in this step, otherwise failure in advancement will be a small matter, but genetic collapse will be a big problem."

Zhang Siyuan was talking excitedly, but Dunzhu looked as if he wanted to say something but was hesitant.

"If you have something to say, just say it. If you have something to say, just fart. Why are you being so shy?"

Zhang Siyuan noticed something was wrong with Dunzhu and asked directly.

"In fact, sir, you have already contributed so much to Zhenbao Village and are the benefactor of the people. We should not have any more requests."

"Of course. Now you have even learned this kind of rhetoric. It seems that I should find you an official position when I have the chance."

Zhang Siyuan snorted coldly: "Stop talking nonsense, it doesn't suit you."

Dunzhu scratched his head and chuckled, then raised his hand and pointed to the corner where a head had grown.

"They all want to be Wuxu."

Zhang Siyuan frowned when he heard this: "Are you doing something behind my back?"

Dunzhu didn't say anything, but just lowered his head in agreement.

"Sequences are chosen by heaven, not by man. There are some people who can ignore the degree of genetic compatibility and forcibly choose the path they want to take, but they are only a very small minority after all. The current Fan people do not have this condition. You will only harm them by doing this. Do you understand?"

Zhang Siyuan's face turned serious and he scolded in a deep voice.

"And how much do you know about Wu Xu? Let me tell you, this is not an easy road to walk!"

"Sir, there have been no roads in Fandi for so many years. We are used to it."

Dunzhu's voice was low, but it revealed a stubborn and savage strength.

"fart!"

Zhang Siyuan was furious: "Indeed, Wuxu was once glorious, even surpassing all other sequences, but that is a thing of the past. Their current situation cannot be described by the four words 'struggling'."

"The threshold of this path may not seem high, but it is extremely difficult to advance. Moreover, the martial arts order of the sects has disappeared. Without a systematic training method and martial arts foundation, you can only choose to be alone. Do you know what the word 'alone' means? It means mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and corpses lying for thousands of miles!"

"I know you admire your teacher, but you only saw Li Jun's tyranny, but didn't see the sword shadows and knife lights he had along the way! Not everyone is qualified to learn from Li Jun. There is only one monster like him in the entire martial arts order. What can you learn from him?"

A string of dense words came like a violent storm, scolding Dunzhu harshly.

Dunzhu buried his head deeper and deeper: "Sir, we know that we are not as good as our teacher. I have never thought that one day I will be as powerful as our teacher."

"If you knew that, why did you do it?"

Zhang Siyuan glanced towards the corner. The boys stopped peeking and stood shoulder to shoulder. Their rough and red little faces were tense and their eyes were full of desire.

"Dunzhu, you'd better give me a reasonable explanation today, otherwise don't blame me for punishing you!"

"Sir, because I think the teacher needs us now."

Dunzhu raised his head and mustered up the courage to look directly at Zhang Siyuan: "We can't do anything else, we can only do this little thing within our capacity."

"Nonsense, how could he possibly need you?"

Zhang Siyuan's voice suddenly stopped and he fell into silence.

The fourth chapter of the Solitary Walk is named the Master of Salary.
Maybe it's true
"Donzhu, tell me honestly, why do you feel this way?"

Dunzhu looked confused and murmured, "I don't know either, it's just my intuition."

"Is it because Li Jun brought you into the Wuxu?"

Zhang Siyuan took a deep look at him and sighed, "You kid, you look stupid on the surface, but you actually know better than anyone else. You are also a freak!"

"Thank you, sir."

Dunzhu stood up and performed the Confucian disciple salute to Zhang Siyuan.

At this moment, Zhang Siyuan, who was about to speak, closed his mouth, his eyes swept across Dunzhu's body and looked straight at the village entrance.

A man in a scarlet official robe stood in the distance.

The person who came was none other than the official named Sun.

"Sir, Lord Liu sent me here to tell you that the guests are almost here."

"understood."

Zhang Siyuan, who had already guessed the reason, sighed and slowly stood up.

Dunzhu looked at him in bewilderment, just like when Li Jun left.

He knew his husband was leaving, but he still didn't know why.

"Don't worry, I am a responsible person, unlike your teacher who leaves you alone."

Zhang Siyuan patted Dunzhu on the shoulder and said, "Your intuition is right, just do as you wish."

"Also, don't underestimate yourself. There is nothing that can't be compared to anyone. Your teacher was just a street urchin. You are better than him. I believe in you!"

Zhang Siyuan laughed and walked towards the village entrance.

"To learn how to enter the order, you must first learn how to be a good person. Dunzhu, you taught me a lesson today!"

(End of this chapter)