The Snow and the Moon in the Wind: The Lights Dim and the Way Back

Chapter 284
three days later.

The former site of Dafanyin Temple.

Two long rivers pass through.

The ruins are tottering here and there.

The only thing that remains intact is the dilapidated Buddha statue.

"This is Master Wangyou's former home, Dafanyin Temple? It's so broken."

Frowning, Sikong Qianluo looked disgusted.

Baili Qingwu also stood on her tiptoes, looking cautious. If she was not careful, there might be a pit under the rubble.

Lei Wujie pointed at the small fish in the river with a curious expression on his face,
"By the way, why are there two rivers here? Could it be that this temple was built on the river before?"

Generally speaking, temples only dig wells, not so close to the river.

"Why do I still feel a familiar sword intent in the river?"

Tang Lian bent down, touched the clear water, and thought for a while.

Xiao Se covered his head, helplessly.

"Don't think about it, where is this river? This is clearly a sword mark, can't you see it?"

Sikong Qianluo was taken aback,
"Sword mark? Xiao Se, you lied to me? Believe it or not, I will kill you?"

Baili Qingwu took a look at the river and couldn't see the end at a glance, she also couldn't believe it.

"Is this a sword mark? It's unbelievable. Who caused it?"

Inadvertently looked at Mo Qianshang with his hands behind his back, who looked like he had nothing to do with him.

The others suddenly realized, and at the same time they were amazed, they finally understood why someone called him a house demolition maniac.

Wuxin walked to the river, looked at the ruins in front of him, and sighed,

"This river is called the Luoyue River. Back then, the Demon Lord and the Demon Lord competed here for the position of the Demon Lord in the world. In the end, the Demon Lord lost a little bit, and this river was created by the Demon Lord's sword skills. The one next to it is called the Sunset River. , the two rivers are called the Sun Moon Wang Shu. These two swords directly destroyed the thousand-year-old Dafanyin Temple."

Mo Qianshang rolled his eyes,

"Wuxin, don't talk nonsense, there is no competition for the position of the devil. I was a young hero who was famous all over the world. You were there at the time, so you can't slander me."

Inadvertently smiled,
"Uncle Mo, isn't this a rumor here? Those two swords you used back then caused irreparable damage to Dafanyin Temple."

"Ahem. You can't blame me for this. If you want to blame, your father should at least take half of it."

"So I paid for it with a golden coffin."

Mo Qianshang: "..."

Cannibalism is short, grabbing hands is short, and words that owe money are short.

Mo Qianshang was really helpless.

"Okay, blame me, blame me. By the way, those great monks seem to have started?"

"Yes. It's the Nine Flower Lotus Putuo Rebirth Sutra."

There was a burst of Sanskrit sounds.

The voice of three hundred monks chanting scriptures together is very magnificent.

Mo Qianshang also put away his smile, and stood aside with a serious face.

Everyone was silent, looking at Wu Xin.

Wuxin tidied up the cassock on her body, put on a string of bodhi beads, and walked slowly in front of the Buddha statue.

Reach out.

A golden bottle appeared in his hand.

Sikong Qianluo: "This is?"

Xiao Se: "Relic. According to rumors, after the death of those eminent monks, there is a part of the body that cannot be burned. This is the relic. It is the supreme treasure of Buddhism. I didn't expect Master Wangyou to leave one behind."

Sigh unintentionally,

"After the old monk passed away, his body disappeared instantly. But this relic was left in place."

in front of the Buddha statue.

That is the Buddha that the old monk enshrined every day when he was young.

Wuxin closed her eyes, and burst into Sanskrit sounds together with the three hundred monks.

For a while, there was no sound, only the sound of chanting scriptures was mighty on the old site.

Sudden.

Bursts of brilliance appeared from the relic.

Tears welled up in the corners of Wuxin's eyes.

Everyone was taken aback.

Even Mo Qianshang made a rare bow to the relic, with a pious face,

"Master, thank you for the kindness of teaching you back then. Don't worry, I will take good care of the little guy."

sound off.

The brilliance spread again.

The phantom of Master Wangyou suddenly appeared in front of Mo Qianshang.

A stooped back, a benevolent face, and caring eyes.

These are all of the old monk.

"Qian Shang. He is going home. What about you? What are you waiting for?"

Mo Qianshang was taken aback for a moment, lowered his head slightly,

"Master, this matter is over, I will go home."

Nodding slightly, Wangyou looked pleased,
"It's good to know to go home. After staying outside for a long time, home is the warmest."

Turn around and look at Wuxin.

"Silly boy, what are you doing here?"

When the love is deep, who can say that a man will not cry easily.

Tears are not the patent of women, but also the weakness of men.

tears.

Choking.

cry.

Unintentionally knelt down.

Before his death, he disdained to kneel down to the old monk.

When he wanted to kneel, the old monk had already passed away.

In the world, you only know regret when you lose it, and you only know how to cherish it when you think about it.

Weeping, choking, tears dripping to the ground.

"Wuxin's home is Hanshan Temple."

"Silly boy, your home is out there, out in the sky. It's a place of freedom, and they need you."

cry.

reluctant.

"Disciple, I just want to go back to Hanshan Temple."

Seeing Wuxin crying, Wangyou sighed slightly,
"Hey, what a silly boy, and only those people think that you will become the spark that will subvert the world."

Seeing Wuxin crying, everyone felt the same, and their eyes filled with tears.

"Actually, Wuxin is also a good person."

"Junior brother, he is very kind."

Mo Qianshang remained silent.

The joys and sorrows in the world are helpless. Birth, old age, sickness and death are the normal state of human beings. Even if he is a true land immortal, he can't control life and death.

"Master. Please tell me what to do?"

Where is the road?
Unintentional, don't know where I'm going.

Hanshan Temple?
Beyond the sky?
He can choose, and he also has choices, but he doesn't know whether to choose or not.

"Stupid child. You know, we are not masters and apprentices, but partners who go on the road together. Now my journey is over. You have to walk your own journey."

Sighing slightly, Wangyou slowly turned into a burst of brilliance.

Stretching out his hand, Wuxin wanted to grab it.

But, can't catch it.

Really can't catch it.

How can the passing wind stop for people?

Lying on the ground, weeping unintentionally.

He knew that from now on, there would really be no master.

……

"Umbrellas can cover the rain in the sky, but they can't cover the rain in our hearts. We simply wash our hearts, and the rain will always pass and the sky will clear up, and the clouds will be calm and the wind will be light."

……

The miraculous scene has stunned everyone.

Sikong Qianluo pulled Xiao Se's clothes,

"Xiao Se, do you know what's going on?"

Xiao Se's face was indifferent, and he sighed slightly,
"It is the most mysterious of the six supernatural powers of Buddhism. It knows Yin and Yang, understands cause and effect, clears the world, and crosses reincarnation. Master Wangyou's Dharma is probably unprecedented."

on the ground.

Wu Xin was still crying.

Sanskrit is still going on.

Mo Qianshang came forward with a calm expression on his face.

The voice is cold, but the meaning in the words is like a sharp sword, which makes people believe that he will do what he says.

"Wuxin, the road is at your feet, it depends on your own choice. No matter what road you choose, I will support you. Back then, I might not be able to act willfully, but now I can tell you very clearly. As long as You think, no one can stop you."

Unintentionally raised his head, choked with sobs,
"Uncle Mo!"

Nodding his head, Mo Qianshang gently stroked his head,

"Son, this is the only thing Uncle Mo can do for you. Freedom is the only gift Uncle Mo can give you."

　Nothing owed.Nothing owed.After this is over, the next step is to unravel the foreshadowing one by one.

　　To be honest, the original design was to use the token of the other side that Anhe gave to Li Hanyi, but now, Anhe doesn't know why he is using it.

　　Hey, I can only blacken Su Changhe.Probably, that's it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)