Qingling Punishing Heart

Chapter 157

The sun dispelled the gray clouds, and a ray of sunshine shone on the Kunlun Mountains.

The sound of tree cutting came from under the Yao tree:

Boom!Boom...

Day after day, year after year.

Over the years, Bukit has swung the ax countless times, and the wounds of the tree trunk have healed countless times, and it seems that it will never be cut off.

No one ever knew why he did it.

Whenever he put down the axe, he would sit down and think quietly alone, thinking about problems that people who have lived more than 200 years old would think about.

Sometimes, he even thinks: "Longevity" may be just a beautiful metaphor, and "death" is the destination of all people.

The so-called eternity may not exist in the world. Even though the mountains, rivers and earth are undergoing great changes, human life is more like passing by in time.

There is nothing more painful in the world than a white-haired person giving a black-haired person.

Gazing at the ever-flowing ice-free spring, he would always feel sorry for the two disciples who failed to get rid of the fate of reincarnation.Even though the two of them were ups and downs during their lifetime, they still couldn't stop the torrent of fate from flowing unceasingly.

Wu Ji let out a long sigh, and swung the ax again, chopping, chopping...

I don't know how long I chopped until I saw a familiar figure, who raised the ax in mid-air and slowly lowered it down.

The wind blows the dust and blows it to the horizon.

The girl in white clothes seemed to come from the sky.

Stepping through the dust, the white boots slowly walked in front of Wu Ji.

Mu Lingyu bowed and said: "This disciple has insulted the master, so I'm here to plead guilty, and ask my uncle to punish me!"

Wu Ji didn't speak, but waved his hands calmly.

Seeing this simple movement, Mu Lingyu suddenly let go of a hanging heart.She understood the meaning of that movement, and that simple wave of her hand seemed to be able to forgive all the grievances and grievances in the world.Since she was a child, no matter what kind of mistakes she made, her uncle would use this action to forgive her, and it seems that today is no exception.

Wu Ji looked up at the towering tree, and said to Mu Lingyu, "Xiao Mu, do you still remember this tree?"

Mu Lingyu looked at the tree, as if he saw himself playing under the tree when he was a child, and slowly replied: "I remember my master once said that this ten thousand-year-old Yao tree is full of treasures. The branches and leaves on the tree can resist the mountains. The wind and sand, the fruit on the tree can be used to refine extremely precious medicines, but master...why do you want to cut it off now?"

"The trunk of the yao tree is thick and big. It is perfect to make a coffin after cutting it off." After Wu Ji said, he swung the ax again and slashed with the axe!
"A coffin?" Mu Lingyu was startled suddenly, and asked, "Who is the master going to make a coffin for?"

Wu Ji pondered: "It's not sure yet, I think it's likely to be left to myself."

Mu Lingyu frowned slightly, as if she suddenly remembered something, and asked urgently: "Could it be that the time for the uncle to cross the catastrophe is coming?"

Wu Ji nodded and said: "What I want to survive is a death calamity, or the body is sanctified, or the soul is scattered, there are only two possibilities. I predict that this death calamity is an unprecedented human calamity, and that calamity This person is my future disciple."

Mu Lingyu lowered her head and pondered, and began to understand why the master was so anxious to select disciples from the registered disciples this year.

Wu Ji looked at Mu Lingyu, smiled and said: "I haven't seen you for a few years, you little girl has become so much more beautiful and gentle... Have you met someone special in these years?"

"……No."

Mu Lingyu lowered her head, her eyes moved, and her expression became tense for no reason.

Wu Ji saw that her expression was like a child who made a mistake, and couldn't help laughing: "You girl, even your brother Bailang can guess clearly, let alone me... Don't worry, I don't blame you What do you mean? I just thought that the lifespan of a mortal is only a few decades at most, so you might as well go there first but it won’t be too late to come back to practice.”

"Absolutely not!" Mu Lingyu was slightly taken aback, and said seriously: "I implore Master to teach disciples the method of getting rid of mortal hearts!"

Wu Ji shook his head, and said disapprovingly; "It may not be a good thing to get rid of the mortal heart. I still have a mortal appetite left. You know, if a person really cultivates to the state of being carefree, there will be no worries in his life after that." Unexpectedly, everything goes with the flow. At first, I will cheer for the rapid progress of my cultivation, but the life will become more and more boring. When a person reaches that state, the ups and downs of the past will be forgotten, and many things that he cared about before will no longer be Nostalgia and persistence. Although you can live forever, you only have a lot of time. At that time, it was time that a person had the most, and it was time that looted a person."

Mu Lingyu said resolutely: "This disciple once again implores Master to teach you! If you don't get rid of the heart, even if you cultivate to the ninth level of Xuanqing, you will fail like Senior Sister Yu back then, falling like a meteor..."

With a gloomy expression, Wu Ji put down the ax slowly, and said in a deep voice, "It's not difficult to get rid of the mortal heart, all it takes is an unforgettable pain. After the pain, you won't be as naive as before. The reason why you are easy to have feelings for mortals now , because you are too young and have experienced too little pain. Once you cultivate to my age, you will find it harder and harder to like someone.

"Is that the realm of exterminating all hearts?" Mu Lingyu's eyes lit up with a gleam.

Wu Ji laughed at himself, and said, "That's not a state at all...in fact, it's old."

"Old?" The light in Mu Lingyu's eyes dimmed, replaced by deep doubts, and asked: "Isn't it close to immortality after cultivating to the realm of Master Master?"

Wu Ji replied slowly: "Although people are not old, their hearts will grow old. The older the heart, the more stable it is, and the harder it is to move the heart..."

Mu Lingyu thought for a long time, but she seemed to understand. She remembered that her master would always say some difficult words in the past, so she didn't pay much attention to it. She just remembered another important matter, and suddenly said: "The disciple has an important matter to inform you. Uncle, there is a thief named Ye Linglong who has sneaked into Kunlun. Uncle must be careful."

Wu Ji responded briefly, and said, "I will find time to tell Junior Brother Chai Song about this."

Hearing the name "Chai Song", Mu Lingyu's face suddenly changed, "Chai Song's master is Shen Gongbao! How can the master entrust the affairs of the teaching to a disciple who is a traitor who explains the teaching?"

"The grievances and grievances between Shen Gongbao and I explaining the teachings have long been an old story more than 200 years ago, and it cannot be generalized. Shen Gongbao's disciples are not necessarily the ones with bad intentions. Besides, except for Chai Song, the teachings, regardless of seniority , or cultivation base, who else do you think can take on this important task?"

Mu Lingyu pondered for a moment, and finally shook her head.

"I originally wanted to entrust the teaching to you, Senior Brother Bailang. But he didn't listen to the advice, and he must go to provoke Qingli, which has cost his life in vain. I don't have much time and I don't have time to take care of many things. Now I can only do the most urgent thing. Three things: the first thing is to choose a disciple who can take charge of the house to replace Chai Song as the leader of Chan; the second thing is to cut down the yao tree before the Queen Mother of the West's birthday banquet; the third thing , I want to send you to Yuxu Cave to retreat and practice while I am still alive..."

Mu Lingyu was startled suddenly, thinking back then that Yu Hongzhi retreated in the Yuxu Cave and cultivated to the peak of the Ninth Realm of Xuanqing.Yuxu Cave is nothing more than an excellent place for retreat and practice for monks who explain teachings. Only those with special physiques such as pure yin bodies can enter.

However, upon hearing this great news, Mu Lingyu was pleasantly surprised, with a worried expression on his face, and asked in a low voice:
"When?"

"Tomorrow is best." After saying that, Wu Ji swung his axe and struck again!
"tomorrow?"

The suspicion on Mu Lingyu's face became even stronger, thinking that with her current cultivation base, it would take at least 80 years to reach the peak in retreat.During these 80 years, there must be absolutely no contact with the outside world.

80 years is almost equivalent to a lifetime of a mortal.

She knew that this meant that the moment she left the customs, she would never see the familiar faces again.

Seeing that she was hesitant, Wu Ji said, "Time is really tight. How about this, I will give you a month to say goodbye to your friends. Calculated by one person per day, there are 30 days in a month, and you can say goodbye to at least 30 days." People. I think based on your character, there will be no more than [-] friends you want to say goodbye to.”

"Not a month..." Mu Lingyu lowered her eyes, and said sadly: "...Just one day... is enough."

(End of this chapter)