This fox fairy is too inhuman

"The disciple retire."

"Well, let's go."

Jie Xing suppressed all the thoughts in his heart, stood up slowly, bowed to the Lord Buddha again, turned around and left.

The Lord Buddha did not care about the disciple's departure. He waved his hand and turned around, turning back to continue taking care of the Bodhi tree and watering it carefully.

"..." Just as he was about to walk out of the cave, Jie Xing couldn't help but look back quietly.

The young monk stood under the blood-stained bodhi tree. In the shadow cast by the blood bodhi tree, his face looked like a Buddha or a demon, and his eyes were deep, as if he could see through people's hearts.

There is a dark and bloody atmosphere faintly flowing in the soil under the Bodhi tree, which makes people feel a feeling that is both sacred and evil.

Although no one was chanting sutras, the chanting sounds of countless monks could be heard echoing in the cave. The young monk looked up at the Blood Bodhi. His bottomless eyes seemed to be able to see through everything in the world. The Bodhi behind him The trees swayed gently in the wind, and the leaves on the trees rustled, as if to accompany him.

Under the dancing shadows of the trees, the young monk seemed to be able to see two faces.

A peaceful face, peaceful and quiet, making people feel warm and comfortable.

The other one is extremely cold, like a severe winter, giving people a biting chill.

Which side is true? Which side is false?
Vaguely, Jie Xing seemed to feel a gaze from under the shadow of Lord Buddha.
Jie Xing immediately retracted his gaze, bowed his body, lowered his head, and left quickly.

Until he completely returned to his usual standing position, Jie Xing's mood had not yet stabilized.

Today's impact was a bit big for him.

Lord Buddha is actually a member of the Butian Alliance, and he is also the Four Elephants Lord second only to the Alliance Leader...

Since Lord Buddha's complete resurrection a hundred years ago, everything has changed.

Everyone knew that he was no longer the Buddha, and the kind-hearted old man who came out of that body was definitely not the same kind old man.

That's...a monster.

A cruel monster with no tears or blood hidden under a disguised appearance of compassion.

He allowed the Western Desert to be in turmoil and the entire Chinese nation to fall into suffering, but he never cared. All he needed was endless blood to irrigate the stump of Bodhi that had been dead for countless years.

Jie Xing was a person who experienced all that back then, and was also someone who was close to the Lord Buddha during these hundred years. He had the most profound experience of this.

He has always wanted to know the identity of the Lord Buddha and what kind of existence he is, but he has found nothing.

But who would have thought that a secret that could not be found even through iron shoes would be obtained with no effort at all!
Today I actually got such valuable information from the Lord Buddha - He has other identities and is a member of the Heaven-Building Alliance!
Although the current information cannot prove anything 100%, it is a breakthrough point that can help him discover more after finding the idea.

"...I will definitely find out your identity." Jie Xing hid this idea in his heart and did not dare to show it at all. On the surface, he was still indifferent, watching the banquet up and down the Lingshan Mountain.

After a while, Zen Master Tunjin came to him and handed out a blood-colored crystal: "Lord Buddha, this is today's blood essence. Should I give it to you? Or should I send it directly to Lord Buddha?"

"...Leave it to me first. I just left the Lord Buddha. Don't disturb Him anymore. I'll take it with me when I go back tomorrow."

"clear."

Jie Xing took the blood crystal. At the moment of contact, a scarlet flashed in his eyes, but it quickly disappeared. He put the blood crystal away as usual and asked lightly: "By the way, about the last time Speaking of outsiders, do you have any other news?”

"Although there are some, they are still not enough, and most of the information is wrong." Zen Master Tunjin sighed and shook his head. His expression looked very serious, but because he looked too rich, it looked a little funny, and then added: "Qing Huai The Zen master woke up from a serious injury and was in a coma yesterday, but he kept silent about what happened. Master Buddha, why don't you go and ask in person?"

After receiving the news of the death of Master Qingzhan, Zen Master Qinghuai went to look for his enemy. But in the end, not only was his enemy not found, he was seriously injured. He persisted and ran to a stronghold of the Spiritual Desire Sect and then fell into a coma.

There were no traces of a fight on his body, and a strong man fell into a coma... What exactly happened at that time?
This strange situation really confused and shocked everyone who knew about it, and also made Zen Master Tunjin nervous, who originally looked down upon outsiders.

However, the two of them were not dealing with each other. Even if Zen Master Tunjin asked, he couldn't find out anything. It was better to let the Buddha do it. At least for the sake of the Buddha, he could say more.

"Yes, I understand." Jie Xing did not refuse. He also wanted to find out what happened to Zen Master Qinghuai.

Is the opponent really that powerful?
If so, can it be exploited?

……

……

"Old man, you take the medicine according to the medicine list I gave you. Drink one at noon every day for a week, and then you will be cured." Mingxin let go of the old man's wrist and quickly wrote out a medicine Putting it in his hand, he said softly: "These medicinal materials are not expensive. You must drink them on time. Do you understand?"

"I understand, thank you, eminent monk! Thank you, eminent monk!" After getting the prescription, the old man excitedly knelt down to salute Ming Xin, but was stopped by him, who supported him and tried to persuade him.

"Old man, please walk slowly and take a good rest during this period. You will be able to fully recover soon."

"Thank you! Thank you, sir!"

After finally seeing off the grateful old man, Mingxin took a breath and turned to look at Taoist Master Ren, who had already been standing nearby to observe, "Do you have anything to do with me, Taoist Master?"

"No, it's nothing. I just got bored and came to see what you were doing." Ren Yidao had a piece of dead grass in his mouth. He spit it out and let it shoot out like an arrow and pierce into the sand next to him. .

"Speaking of which, you seem to do this kind of free clinic every time you go to a place. Is it a hobby?"

This wasn't the first time he saw Ming Xin giving free clinics to other people, but it was the first time he took the initiative to show up.

Because he was sure at this moment that Mingxin was not just showing off to himself, but was actually sincerely trying to help these people.

"No, it's the master's order. My master once asked us that we disciples should do our best to help mortal believers." Mingxin smiled and packed up the torn blankets placed on the ground.

A worn wool blanket was placed on the sand for the caller to sit on, while he himself sat on the ground, directly in the sand.

"Master's order? Master Jinglian still has such requirements for you."

"Ah."

"However, you don't seem to have any requirements for these people asking for help? Anyone can do it?"

Ren Yidao was a little surprised, because in his observation, Mingxin treated everyone who came to help equally without any distinction.

Whether those people are innocent believers or evil bandits, whether they are pious or not, he will accept their calls for help and provide certain help.

This point made Ren Yidao feel a little interesting.

Because according to his impression, a normal Buddhist monk would not lend a helping hand to evil people.

If saving them will cause them to harm more people, then the cause and effect will come back to him, so generally not only will he not help, he may even take the initiative to do justice for heaven.

"I guess the Taoist priest may want to ask this, so I would like to ask the Taoist priest, why do you think those people can't be saved?" Mingxin packed up her things, carried the package and headed towards everyone's residence with Ren Yidao. Go.

"Hey, you're done for this guy, aren't you! I've said it several times, don't answer questions with questions!" Ren Yidao glared at him angrily. This little novice monk was good at everything else, but it was this aspect that made him a bit agitated. I have a headache, and I like to play aggressive every time.

"Haha, the Taoist Priest doesn't care about this trivial matter anyway, so let the young monk take advantage of this."

Tsk.

Ren Yidao curled his lips. He really didn't care much about such trivial matters as Ming Xin said. In the end, he compromised again and said, "Retribution. Isn't that what you Buddhists like to pay attention to? Good people do good deeds and evil people get good results." If you do evil, you will get bad consequences. If you help good people, you will get good consequences. If you help evil people, you will get bad consequences."

"Don't talk about distant places, let's talk about the group of bandits you rescued today. You are helping these bandits now. Aren't you worried that they will rob the caravan tomorrow and kill innocent people?"

"Don't tell me that they have already washed their hands. If Mingren doesn't tell secrets, the murderous aura in them cannot just stop like that. And even if they want to, others can't allow them to just stop like that."

Why is it difficult for some people to turn back after falling into evil? In addition to the insatiable desire, it is also because in that environment and situation, it is not easy to stop if you want to.

If that group of bandits stops, those who were harmed by them will take revenge, and the fellow bandits will also be hurt. They will have no place on either side.

Therefore, many so-called degenerates have one and only one choice. They can only go to the dark side and eventually fall on this road, with no option to exit.

"Yes, they will not plunder other people again as they promised me." Ming Xin was very calm when talking about this. He had no intention of hiding it, let alone deceiving him.

"Even if the young monk is not strong enough, they even want to kidnap the young monk to the village to become a specialized doctor. Even if the young monk is a nun, the end will be even more miserable."

He understands, he understands all of these.

"If you understand everything, why do you need to save me?"

Ming Xin's reaction made Ren Yidao even more confused and really curious.

If you understand everything, then why?
There has to be a reason.

"because……"

Mingxin stopped, clasped her hands together, and said softly:
"Everything has two sides." (End of chapter)