Self-struggle starting from Douluo

The Ullambana Festival is an annual grand ceremony of Buddhism. Its original meaning was to pray for the delay of the arrival of Hades, but it gradually became a day for the gathering of practitioners.

During a certain Yulan Festival, Liansheng planned a bloodbath at the Lanke Temple and massacred all those involved. Among them was a woman named Jian Xiaoxiao, a dancer and the wife of Ke Haoran from the academy.

It was also on that day that Liansheng's original intention was to cause a formal war between the academy and Xiling. In addition, he placed Mingzong's people in various forces to instigate discord, eventually causing a great melee and destroying the world.

In the end, Ke Haoran was not fooled. He destroyed the entire Demon Sect with a single sword, and Lian Sheng disappeared from then on.

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Qing Huan did not set out immediately, but continued to chant sutras and play chess with Master Qi Shan as usual, showing no hurry at all.

It was not until more than two months later that Master Qishan said while playing chess: "The gate of the Demon Sect has been opened. It's time for you to set off."

Qing Huan put the flag back into the chess cup and said, "Then I'll be back soon."

Then he got up and went into the cave.

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The "non-instrumental" meaning of the academy is that it is free from constraints and restrictions. It starts from the most basic level of not being restricted by direction and gradually becomes more sophisticated.

When you are no longer restricted by space, you will reach the "no distance" realm above the fifth realm!
Not being restricted by any rules is the Master's "ruleslessness"... This naturally includes not being restricted by time, so the Master can live for a thousand years. If there were no Haotian, he could live until the end of time!
The other five realms can also have terrifying lifespans, but they are no longer considered “human”.

The Master has always been a human being!
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There is a lake near the snow-capped mountains in the far north wilderness. Because the Mingzong Mountain Gate is located here, it is called "Daming Lake".

At this time, the water in Daming Lake had completely dried up, revealing the magnificent building at the bottom of the lake. This was the gate of the Demon Sect, one of the four unknown places.

The dried-up lake bottom was like a valley, and Qinghuan appeared among a pile of rocks in the valley at the bottom of the lake. These rocks were large or small, and of various shapes. Some were hollow like works of art carved out by the wind, some were round like drums, some were as slender as a forest, and some were so strange in appearance that it was hard to describe them.

These countless rocks seem to be blocking the heart, making people feel uncomfortable, uneasy and painful, full of resentment and unwillingness to be stubborn.

"Block formation?"

Qinghuan was dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, with his hands clasped together, as if shrouded in holy light and untainted by dust, as he walked out of the countless piles of rocks step by step.

Walked into the grand gate of the Demon Sect.

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There were piles of white bones and dried corpses. Among the piles of corpses, there was an old monk. He was so old that his hair and teeth had all fallen out. Only two very long white eyebrows were fluttering on his face.

A girl in red was kneeling in front of him. He put one hand on the girl's head. He lowered his head and used his toothless gums to tear off a piece of flesh from the girl's white neck, filling up her skinny body bit by bit.

The girl was covered in blood, and fear filled her eyes with despair and determination.

Not far from the old man, there was a girl in fox fur coat, who was weak and seriously injured.

There was also a young man who looked up at the sword marks on the wall, motionless, fascinated, and lost in enlightenment.

The sword marks were left by the Haoran Sword, which is filled with a strong Haoran spirit. The young man is Ning Que, who is accepting the baptism and inheritance of the Haoran spirit.

"Tap tap tap——"

The crisp footsteps attracted the attention of the old monk, the girl in red, and the girl in fox fur.

Qing Huan, dressed in moon-white monk robes, walked in. He took one glance and understood the situation. He sighed slightly and said, "Am I late?"

The red-dressed girl who was held down by the old monk had hope in her eyes and said with difficulty: "It's not too late!"

Qing Huan looked at the girl in red with a look of regret, and said, "I was thinking of exchanging some ideas about the "skills of sex" and "happy Zen" with Mr. Ye... I wonder if your wound can heal?"

The red-dressed girl, Ye Hongyu, gritted her teeth and said, "Lecherous monk, do you have to say this at this time?"

Qinghuan raised her foot and walked towards the old monk and Ye Hongyu.

The fox-fur girl said anxiously, "Be careful of the cage formation!"

Qing Huan pretended not to hear and walked up to the old monk. He looked at him for a moment and said, "Uncle Lian Sheng, can you let this girl go? You bit her body and hurt her. I feel bad for her."

The old monk had been watching Qing Huan in silence, and now he grinned and said, "Does the young monk intend to cut off his own flesh and feed the eagle to replace her?"

"Uncle Liansheng is just hungry, right? No problem!" Qinghuan raised his hand, and a knife appeared out of thin air and fell into Qinghuan's hand.

This scene made Liansheng's face change slightly. The little monk was so close to him that he had already stepped into the range of the cage formation, and the vitality of heaven and earth was completely isolated.

He also did not sense any fluctuations in mental power, which made Liansheng even more fearful.

Qinghuan held a knife in one hand and placed the other hand on his chest.

Soon, an eagle that was supposed to be soaring in the sky inexplicably flew into the Demon Sect's mountain gate, flew all the way to this room, circled twice above Qinghuan's head, and landed on Qinghuan's shoulder.

It seemed to be frightened by something in an instant and wanted to flap its wings to escape, but was chopped to the ground by Qinghuan's knife.

He did the same thing again, and soon a wild rabbit came out from somewhere, hopping over from the pile of corpses, and squatted at Qinghuan's feet. It suffered the same fate as the eagle, and was chopped down by Qinghuan with a knife.

"I don't like the pain of cutting my flesh to feed the eagle, why not let them do it for me?"

Qing Huan threw the knife away and said with a smile: "This pretty girl should be handed over to me!"

As he said that, he reached out to hug Ye Hongyu.

The moment Qinghuan stretched out her hand, Liansheng's palm, which was pressing on Ye Hongyu's head, suddenly shook and lifted up.

Liansheng couldn't help but take a step back. An abnormal blush appeared on his dry face, and then he started coughing violently.

Qinghuan held Ye Hongyu horizontally, turned around and left calmly. The proud Ye Hongyu was particularly quiet at this moment. While holding Qinghuan, she could still feel her delicate body trembling.

He carried her all the way to the fox-fur girl. When Qing Huan saw the girl's face, his eyes lit up and he said, "Girl, I wonder if you know much about the Buddhist Joy Zen...hiss!"

Ye Hongyu twisted Qing Huan's arm tightly, her eyes full of anger as she said, "Shut up!"

"All right!"

Qing Huan reluctantly placed Ye Hongyu next to the fox-fur girl and said, "I'm going to take care of some small matters first."

Liansheng in Fan Long's formation kept coughing in pain. Finally, he couldn't bear it any longer and sat down, grabbing the eagle and biting it.

Qinghuan walked up to him and sat down cross-legged as well. The two were only a foot apart.

Liansheng bit the thing, his mouth full of blood as he said, "Buddhism is extraordinary. Those hypocritical people in the Hanging Temple can't teach it. Are you Brother Qishan's disciple?"

Qing Huan clasped his hands together, and said with compassion and love, "I am sitting down with Master Qi Shan and chanting sutras. I have been ordered to help my uncle to be liberated."

Liansheng grinned and said, "Why don't you do it? Do you want to convert me like Senior Brother Qishan did? When I ate people in front of Senior Brother, he had the same expression as you... Yes, yes, that's the look in his eyes. Heartache? Regret? Do you think I'm possessed by a demon and can be converted? Can I be saved?

Hahaha, who am I? I am the High Priest of Judgment, who once sat on the Black Jade Throne. I am the High Priest of the Demon Sect, who can choose the Sect Master. I am the Guardian of the Buddhist Sect, who can command ten thousand monks!
If I want to become a Buddha, I will become a Buddha. If I want to become a demon, I will become a demon. I am a lotus with 32 petals, each one is different. I have always been the only one who can save people. Who in the world is qualified to save me..."

Listening to Liansheng's roar as if to vent his anger, Qinghuan did not say anything, but just asked silently: "Is it bitter?"

This simple question was as loud as a bell, and it immediately stopped Liansheng from saying anything.

Faced with this simple question, Liansheng was unable to answer. He began to tremble, his whole body trembling, even his eyes were trembling...

"Amitabha!"

Qing Huan sighed slightly, put his hands together, and chanted: "Those who receive the endless hell will not die, and longevity will lead to the great calamity of the endless hell. The endless hell means no time, no space, and the realm of infinite karma. There is no interval in time, no interval in space, and no interval in karma..."

The "Avici Hell" in the Buddhist scriptures of Nalanda Monastery is the Avici Hell.

Liansheng practiced Buddhism all his life, so he naturally understood it. Even if he didn’t practice Buddhism, he would still understand it.

Because he is in the endless hell!
The ups and downs of Qinghuan's chanting voice go straight to people's hearts, making people's hearts become peaceful involuntarily.

Calming one's mind and not being troubled by inner demons will enable one to think rationally.

So Liansheng stopped trembling and began to reflect on his life while chanting scriptures.

Buddhism talks about cause and effect. What you sow is what you reap. How did you end up like this?

A Buddhist, a Taoist priest, a big devil, a god, a tiger, a scabby dog, he can be anyone!
But he didn't know since when he was no longer Liansheng! (End of this chapter)