The light of the sword is like the moon reflecting on Kyushu

Then, more monks in red robes entered the temple, about twenty in total. Almost every two monks were escorting a child of seven or eight years old. By this time, more than a dozen children had been brought into the temple!

Every red-robed monk who returns to the temple is shocked by the mess inside!
Finally, someone couldn't help but start questioning!
"How is this going?"

"Who...who did this?"

“Jinmei, when I came in, only you and Losang were here. You two must know what happened, right?”

Jinmei shook her head and said, "I just came in not long ago. It was already like this when I came in. Oh, right, there was a mother and daughter here when I came in. I was just about to interrogate them."

The red-robed monk, Desang, frowned and asked, "Mother and daughter? Where are they?"

Jinmei spread her hands and said, "I also find it strange. They were clearly sitting here just now, and then they disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

Desang narrowed his eyes. "Gone in the blink of an eye? Do you think anyone believes you?"

Losang suddenly said, "Was it scattered by the force of your punch just now? Since you failed to kill me with one blow, now is the perfect time to kick me while I'm down."

Jinmei's expression changed, and he cursed Losang inwardly for being an idiot! He immediately denied it, saying, "What does this have to do with me? When did I lay a hand on either of them?" He even gave Losang a wink, signaling him to stop and not bring it up again!
Losang mistakenly thought that Jinmei's winking was a provocation!
This is outrageous! How dare you provoke me! I'll make sure you pay!

He sneered, "Jinmei! You dare to do it but not admit it? I saw with my own eyes how you used the 'Meditation Seal' to utterly destroy them, leaving no trace of their souls or bodies!"

Jinmei immediately flew into a rage and said, "Bullshit! They were clearly behind me, how could I have hit them? If they were blown away by the wind, then there is only one culprit, and that is you! Look at the ground, look at the marks! What other method besides the 'Turning the Falun Seal' could have made the ground such a mess?"

Desang's eyes flashed, then he looked at the deep, swirling trenches on the ground, and asked in a low voice, "You two just fought?"

Jinmei and Losang fell silent immediately!
At this moment, Desang resembled a wild beast that had caught the scent of its prey, waiting for the right moment to strike and kill with one blow!

Losang couldn't help but feel a little regretful!

He shouldn't have revealed to Desang that he had fought with Jinmei!

Internal strife is a major taboo in Mahayana Maitreya Buddhism!

Anyone who bullies or insults fellow disciples, whether through verbal or physical oppression, will be severely punished!
A barely perceptible gleam of ecstasy flashed in Desang's eyes!

He thought to himself: Heaven rewards those who persevere! I've finally waited for this day! It's been so hard to find something to hold against you two! Hehehehe... I'll teach you a lesson for being so arrogant and domineering all the time! This time—I won't rest until I've skinned you alive!

Losang and Jinmei glanced at each other at the same time!
They both saw complex expressions in each other's eyes!

There was anger, there was resentment, but even more so, there was regret!
Both of them felt a little regretful!
What I shouldn't have done, what I shouldn't have done, was expose the conflict between the two of them in front of Desang!

In the past, the two of them gave the impression of being as close as brothers in front of their fellow disciples! So almost no one dared to underestimate them! But now, the conflict between the two has been exposed in front of Desang, that jackal! This guy will definitely make a mountain out of a molehill and use the gang rules to start a big fight!

One of the rules of the sect is that if a conflict arises between fellow disciples and a fight breaks out, both sides will be punished! Of course, the party who initiates the provocation will bear the main responsibility and receive more severe punishment!
Losang and Jinmei knew perfectly well what was going on, but faced with the despicable Desang, neither of them could escape the charges of "provoking trouble" and "bullying fellow disciples"! He wouldn't let go of any opportunity to torment people! In Losang's eyes, Desang was a pervert! His main purpose in being born into the mortal world was to torment people! And the Holy Venerable seemed to tacitly approve of this pervert's actions!
If I'm not mistaken, the Holy One wants to use Desang as a weapon to intimidate the other disciples! After all, the Mahayana Maitreya Sect is expanding rapidly, and the members are of varying quality, so we can only use a combination of kindness and severity, and strengthen supervision!
Of course, Desang is just one of the most ordinary knives among many! This knife can only be effective at the Jokhang Temple! When you get to the Garan Temple, there is naturally another knife there, and that knife will definitely not allow this knife to steal the limelight!

Desang's expression turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "Fellow disciples, the Holy One has repeatedly emphasized that our sect must unite as one against external threats, and must not fight amongst ourselves! But Brothers Losang and Jinmei have disregarded the sect rules and the Holy One's teachings, and have actually started a fight here! Tell me, how can we face the Holy One's teachings and the abbot's teachings if we do not severely punish them?"

A Tibetan monk suddenly exclaimed, "Look! Isn't that the abbot?"

Everyone's gaze turned to the deep pit of ruins, where they could vaguely see scattered red monks' robes. Although the robes were scattered everywhere, some people could still recognize them by the crimson silk ribbons, making them clear that they belonged to the abbot!
"The host is dead too? How is that possible?"

"Losang! How did the abbot die?" someone suddenly questioned Losang!
Losang frowned, looking at his fellow disciple who was glaring at him. "What makes you so sure I know the cause of the abbot's death?"

"Because you were the first to return to the temple!"

"I told you! When I returned to the temple, it was already like this! What makes you think I am wrong?!"

"What are you yelling about? You say this is how it was when you came back? That's pure nonsense! There are clearly signs of your fight here. How dare you say it was like this when you came back?! I strongly suspect that the abbot's death is closely related to the two of you!"

"That's right! They are both prime suspects!"

Jinmei was immediately at a loss!

"What? I'm a prime suspect in a murder? Don't frame me!"

“That’s right! You have a motive for murder and the time to do so!” Another righteous junior brother stepped forward!

Jinmei, enraged, laughed coldly: "You son of a bitch... How could I have a motive to kill? Why would I kill the host? What would my motive be? If you dare to spout any more nonsense, I'll kill you!"

"Look at him! He's a complete serial killer! He'll kill anyone he doesn't like! Do we even need to ask why he's killing? This kind of psychopath wants to kill anyone he doesn't like. Keeping him around is just asking for trouble!" Another junior brother jumped out from behind, eager to kick someone when they're down!

Jinmei finally understood why these junior brothers had suddenly become mentally challenged!

They didn't suddenly become mentally challenged; they simply seized the opportunity to kill themselves!

He was indeed a bit arrogant and haughty towards his fellow disciples, which inevitably caused them resentment! It's just that no one dared to disobey him normally!
But now—that mad dog Desang has stepped forward, and these fence-sitters are starting to waver! When the wall falls, everyone pushes it down—that's reality! It's all that idiot Losang's fault!
He grew angrier the more he thought about it, and suppressing his anger, he said in a deep voice, "Losang! Don't you have anything to say?"

Losang was already filled with regret, but seeing Jinmei about to make trouble, his fighting spirit was rekindled, and he said arrogantly, "What do I have to say! What do you want?"

Jinmei said, "Fellow disciples killing each other means three cuts and six holes! If someone else were to inflict the torture, we might have a three-tenths chance of survival, but if it's Desang who's doing it, we're doomed!"

Losang's eyes flickered: "What do you want?"

Jinmei's face darkened with malice. "If we're going to do something, let's go all the way! Let's join forces and kill Desang!"

Losang was startled: "What?" At the same time, Desang was also startled: "What?"

The other red-robed monks were also shocked: "What?"

Jinmei suddenly made a move!

A burst of black mist erupted from his left palm, instantly obscuring the red-robed monks! At the same time, a gigantic fist imprint condensed in his right palm! A swirling golden phantom of a Dharma wheel appeared out of thin air, hovering and spinning rapidly above everyone's heads!
Jinmei sneered, "Since you call me a serial killer, then today I'll show you what a serial killer really is! Om!"

The golden wheel of light spun at high speed, its edges arranged like countless giant scythes that reaped lives; anyone swept by it would either die or be maimed!

Desang's expression changed!
"Your hand seal technique has already reached the advanced level?" He thought Jinmei was only at the initial level, and that he, at the intermediate level, would crush him completely!
Lausanne seemed to smell the scent of life brought by a ray of sunshine after the dark clouds had gathered!
He suddenly flicked his sleeves, and two plumes of black smoke burst forth like dragons from his sleeves, rushing straight at his other junior brothers!
"I'll take care of them! You take care of Desang!"

Jinmei grinned maliciously: "Good!" He immediately activated his Dharma wheel and attacked Desang!
Like a gear, the Dharma wheel spins at high speed, each tooth like a sharp scythe, ruthlessly preparing to reap lives.
Desang retreated at lightning speed!

As soon as he retreated, the surrounding children were instantly exposed to the butcher's knife!

Jinmei frowned. These children had become the biggest obstacle to his hunt for Desang. He only wanted to push through obstacles and completely eliminate them – that was the most time-efficient and effective way! Who had the time to carefully move these children one by one? By the time they were all moved, wouldn't that damned Desang have already disappeared?
Just as the golden phantom of the Falun was about to crush the children, they suddenly vanished without warning!
Jinmei seemed to have thought of something, but at this point the offensive had already begun and there was no reason to stop halfway. He intensified his efforts to activate the golden shadow of the Falun, which suddenly accelerated and flew horizontally, passing by Desang's waist like lightning!
Desang let out a scream as his body was split in two! His upper body fell to the ground, while his lower body continued to run wildly for more than ten feet before finally collapsing!

Desang stared at his vanished lower body, his face turning deathly pale. "You...you actually dared to kill me! The Holy Lord will not let you get away with this! You...you're dead!"

Jinmei's face was contorted with rage as he roared, "Die!" The Falun spun and slashed wildly across Desang's body, tearing him apart inch by inch from bottom to top. Desang struggled desperately, but without the support of his lower body, he had nowhere to pull himself together and could only watch helplessly as the Falun devoured him! His waist was gone, his abdomen was gone, his chest was gone, and soon it would be his throat!

Bai Lian, who was watching from a distance, was puzzled. "His heart was crushed, how come he's still alive?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "Perhaps this is the unique feature of the Falun Seal, which can forcibly stimulate a person's will to remain conscious and immortal!"

Bai Lian shook her head, her face full of sympathy: "Too cruel!"

The two of them had been shielded by a huge and thick glass barrier set up by Feng Jiuxiao, so people outside could neither see them nor hear their voices. Therefore, Bai Lian could speak with complete impunity and without fear!
Feng Jiuxiao had used a "switching trick" to pull more than a dozen children to his side, and they were already fast asleep. They were already tired and hungry from their long journey, and Bai Lian, fearing that one of the children might be too energetic to sleep, had even used a hypnotic method!
Now, all the children are asleep!
The reason we put them to sleep is to prevent them from seeing things that they shouldn't see at their age!

Bai Lian said, "Although I come from the Demonic Sect, I still have a trace of kindness in my heart. In a sense, I am a good person."

If a master of the Demonic Sect were to abruptly claim that he still possessed a sliver of kindness and was still a good person, no one in the martial arts world would fail to scoff! Everyone would laugh at Bai Lian's hypocrisy! Although the Great Bright Temple was at odds with the Demonic Sect, it was ultimately incomparable to the righteous path of the martial arts world! In the eyes of the martial arts world of the Central Plains, the relationship between the Great Bright Temple and the Demonic Sect was like that of wolves and tigers. They might fight to the death for territorial supremacy, but when it came to prey, their interests were aligned; neither side would side with the prey against the other!
When there are no sheep, tigers and wolves will most likely pass each other when they encounter each other!

Because there is no benefit to be gained, pointless fighting will only result in both sides suffering heavy losses!
If a conflict were to occur, it would only involve a struggle for territory!

Whoever seizes control of the territory can hunt and kill at will within it!

When a sheep actually appears, both the tiger and the wolf will only consider one question—at what angle and at what speed can they strike and kill their prey with a single blow, biting its throat!

Wolves won't help fight tigers!

Tigers won't help sheep drive away wolves either!

So no matter how much wolves claim they are not as cruel as tigers, they only make themselves a laughing stock!

But Feng Jiuxiao did not laugh at him.

"What you said is actually very profound, just like the debate that everyone is having—is human nature inherently good or inherently evil at birth?"

"Young master, your sword intent is clear and pure, yet why do you not believe in the inherent purity of human nature?"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "It seems you are more inclined to believe that human nature is inherently good! Xunzi's 'Human Nature is Evil' says: 'People are born with a desire for profit,' which is the way of Heaven. If this child is not properly educated, he will grow up to be a demon king who will slaughter Tibet."

Bai Lian said, "Young master only sees the defilement of the Alaya consciousness, but does not see the radiant light of the Tathagatagarbha shining throughout the universe. The seventh volume of the Mahaparinirvana Sutra says: 'All sentient beings have Buddha-nature.' The oil is exhausted but the fire is passed on, and the light of nature remains forever."

Suddenly, a copper bell on the eaves rang in the distance, startling sparrows into a frenzy over food. Two sparrows tore at the insect carcass, their downy feathers mixed with mangled limbs falling onto the stone steps.

"Buddha-nature is eternal?" Feng Jiuxiao smiled calmly. "Venerable one, look, does this sparrow possess even a trace of compassion? Mencius said in 'Gaozi': 'The so-called "heart of compassion" is nothing but the vanity of sages.'" He gestured with his fingers, and the sparrow's shadow was cast on the pink wall, forming a human shape—a silhouette of Tibetan cavalry slaughtering women and children.

Bai Lian said, "The bloodlust of hawks and hounds is a habit, not their nature. It's like the bright moon covered in dust—" He flipped his palm and lifted the ice wheel, the ice surface gradually stained with ink, "The cold pool is inherently clear, the ink is not the nature of the pool!"

"Mo Fei Tan Xing?" Feng Jiuxiao's thunder blade rang out from his sleeve. "Han Feizi's 'Xian Xue' has long established the conclusion: 'The carpenter who makes the carpenter desires the wealth and honor of others; the craftsman who makes the coffin desires the premature death of others.' It is not that the carpenter is good and the craftsman is evil—" With a flash of light, the blade cleaved the ice wheel, and the broken ice solidified into two skeletons, one wearing a Confucian hat and holding bamboo slips, the other wearing a cassock and holding a begging bowl. "Driven by profit, how can human nature be good or evil?"

Bai Lian drew a circle in the air with her finger, and the illusory trace floated into the air to form a golden wheel on the Buddha's head: "Young master, you only see the turbid waves of the Saha world, but not the clear and bright ocean of your true nature. In the past, when the Venerable Xuanzang translated the 'Treatise on the Establishment of Consciousness-Only,' he said: 'The Ālaya-vijñāna is extremely profound and subtle, and all the seeds are like a waterfall. Although the evil seeds remain, the good seeds have not been extinguished!' Suddenly, a scene of people cultivating the wasteland and doctors dispensing medicine appeared in the golden wheel!"
Feng Jiuxiao smiled calmly, and the Xuanhuang Treasure Blade drew the Hetu and Luoshu in mid-air. The trigrams overlapped and formed chains to bind the golden wheel: "Does the Venerable One dare to forget that poor families exchanged children to eat? The Lunheng·Benxing states: 'Zhou Shishuo believed that human nature has both good and evil.' The truth is that good and evil are mixed together!" The chains shattered the golden wheel, and the fragments turned into black and white fish with their tails touching and spinning rapidly.

"Excellent! This question is exactly in line with the Middle Way!" Bai Lian's feet touched the ground, and twin lotus flowers sprouted from the cracked blue bricks.

The left lotus forms the golden seal script of Mencius's "Benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and wisdom are rooted in the heart," while the right lotus unfolds the silver patterns of Xunzi's "On Rites," "Transforming nature and giving rise to artifice." "Young master, have you heard of Master Mingjian's 'the mind in its original state, neither good nor evil'? Good and evil are like these lotus petals—two sides of the same coin!"

Feng Jiuxiao said, "If we follow your opinion, Venerable One, when the Tibetan serf owners were skinning people to make drums, where was their Buddha-nature in their hearts?"

Bai Lian said, "This is the delusion of the Manas consciousness! The Awakening of Faith in the Mahayana says: 'Because of the Tathagatagarbha, there is a mind that arises and ceases.' It is like a bronze mirror rusting; it is not that the mirror itself is dirty!"

“What a Tathagatagarbha! Venerable One, would you dare to dissect the heart of that serf owner and seek his Buddha-nature?” Feng Jiuxiao asked with a half-smile.

Bai Lian laughed and said, "Why bother with all that effort? The Buddha's Discourse on Entering the Womb states: 'When it first enters the womb, it is called Gelala. At this time, there is neither good nor evil—good and evil are taught and cultivated. Whether your thunder blade cuts through karma or creates sin!"

Feng Jiuxiao immediately smiled.

"You speak well! Good and evil are taught, cultivated, and, more importantly, determined by whether the long sword in my hand cuts through karma or creates evil! I have learned my lesson!"

Bai Lian immediately clasped her hands together and said, "I wouldn't dare!" (End of Chapter)