Xuanxia

Chapter 453 Transformation (I)

The drizzle gradually turned into heavy rain. In the wind and rain, the bamboo branches and leaves turned into green waves, sweeping and surging rhythmically.

A large open space appeared in the endless bamboo forest. All the bamboos there had fallen down and exploded, spreading out in a disorderly and dense manner on the ground, covered with bloodstains.

At the edge of the flat ground, Huixin leaned against a big bamboo, sat cross-legged on the ground, and calmly reached out to touch the scars on her body. A golden light flickered in her palm, and the wounds gradually stopped bleeding.

And Huiming...had already tilted his head, collapsed on the ground, and didn't move.

Of course, his chest was still rising and falling weakly, so he was not dead.

But Fu Qingzhou, who was immersed in this memory, saw clearly that Huixin had already destroyed this person's cultivation.

Fu Qingzhou read this memory very seriously.

Some of the questions that Yue Heng had brought back from Jinchan Temple before had already been answered with clues in the conversation between the two monks just now.

But those words were too vague and too obscure, and Fu Qingzhou didn't want to speculate too much, so he might as well take a closer look.

He has discovered the peculiarity of this memory... In this memory, there is almost no golden cloud covering the scene.

Perhaps, this means that Huixin himself has an extremely deep impression of this memory, so deep that he remembers every detail of it.

But until the end of the battle and Huiming's cultivation was abolished, the two had no further conversations.

Fu Qingzhou frowned and looked at...

Is that it?

He couldn't believe that such a profound memory for Huixin would end so hastily.

Sure enough, just as Huixin was about to get up and leave, he suddenly seemed to realize something and looked up at the sky.

In the sky, a young monk who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen years old, with a faint golden glow on his body, was floating down.

Although this monk looked young, his eyes were extremely dull and cold, as if he had experienced hundreds of reincarnations, which was a bit frightening.

Seeing him, Hui Xin was obviously a little surprised. She placed one hand on her chest and bowed slightly: "Senior Brother Hui Jue."

Fu Qingzhou's pupils shrank.

This... is Huijue.

Huijue fell to the ground like a weightless feather and looked at Huiming.

"How does it feel?"

After watching for a while, Huijue looked at Huixin calmly and asked softly.

Hui Xin tilted her head slightly, looking a little puzzled: "What do you mean, Senior Brother?"

"I personally severely injured my fellow disciple." Huijue said slowly: "I destroyed his cultivation and ruined his life... How does it feel?"

"Amitabha."

A heavy look flashed across Huixin's eyes: "It's very bad."

"Even if he is a traitor to the temple?" Huijue asked leisurely, "Even if he has entered the evil path and even tried to peel off people's flesh for cultivation?"

“Yes.” Hui Xin said seriously, “Junior Brother Hui Ming was also a very talented and outstanding disciple in the temple. He was bewitched by external evil and walked into the evil path. I feel very sorry for him… Although Junior Brother Hui Ming died on the day he fell into evil, I still feel sad that I have personally destroyed his cultivation and cut off his future.”

"wisdom."

Huijue smiled and said, "You are indeed the one with the strongest Buddha nature among our generation of Hui people."

“I dare not.” Hui Xin clasped his hands together and bowed his head: “Whether it is Senior Brother Hui Kong or Senior Brother Hui Jue, you are closer to the great path of Buddha than I am.”

Huijue smiled and did not respond to this sentence. Instead, he slowly said: "Take Huiming back. I will tell you something in a few days."

"Yes."

Huixin bowed deeply.

Fu Qingzhou wanted to listen more, but suddenly a large mass of misty golden clouds rose up in the bamboo forest. They rolled over and submerged everything, including Huixin, Huijue, and Huiming on the ground. They were all swallowed up by the golden clouds.

"Eh? What's going on?" He was surprised: "Does this memory end here?"

Yes, this memory ends here.

Fu Qingzhou quickly reached out his hand to push away the mist and continued to rush to the next step... He walked through several scenes and saw many insignificant memories before he finally found the next memory.

"Brother Huijue, what do you want to say to me?"

Huixin's voice came softly.

The scene in this memory is a small room in an unknown place... The room was extremely simple, with no bed, no table, no windows, and no other objects or people except the young monk with his back to Huixin.

Hearing the question, Huijue slowly turned around. He smiled and asked, "Today, Senior Brother Huikong punished Huiming, and you were there... What do you think of Senior Brother Huikong's punishment?"

"That's very kind." Hui Xin bowed his head and said, "Junior Brother Hui Ming will be sent to the Valley of Regret, where he will repent and admit his mistakes. After he leaves the valley, he will travel the world as an ascetic and save people... In this way, he may be able to cleanse the sins that Junior Brother has committed."

Huijue looked at him deeply, without saying anything, but looked behind Huixin.

Huixin seemed to sense something, was a little surprised, and turned around.

The door of their little house was pushed open, and a hunchbacked and old man walked in, looking dazed and helpless.

"Old man, you are..." Huixin asked subconsciously.

But Huijue was one step ahead of him and asked with a smile, "Old man, did you hear what I just said?"

“I heard it…” The old man’s eyes were cloudy, and he said in a trembling voice: “Master Hui, what happened to him? Won’t he come to help our village?”

Huixin was stunned.

Huijue looked at Huixin and explained softly, "Junior brother, do you know why Junior Brother Huiming wanted to leave the temple?"

Hui Xin responded: "He has embarked on an evil path..."

"If he wanted to practice, why would he leave the temple?" Huijue interrupted him and asked calmly, "There are many records in the temple. With his ability, he can stay in the temple and study slowly. As for the other Buddhist teachings of the Milun Temple that he wants to find, he can just send his disciples there secretly. Why would he risk it in person?"

After hearing these words, Huixin's usually calm face showed some fluctuations and she seemed a little confused.

Huijue looked at the old man and said softly, "Old man, why did Junior Brother Huiming leave the temple? Can you tell me?"

“Oh, okay, okay…”

The old man said nervously: "When Master Huiming was young, he passed by our village and was seriously injured..."

The old man spoke very slowly, but Huixin still understood it... Well, Fu Qingzhou, who was browsing the memories, also understood it.

When Huiming was young and had not yet practiced enough, he was seriously injured while eliminating a group of bandits. When he passed by the old man's village, he was rescued by the villagers. As a result, he developed a connection with this small village and often went to help this poor village.

Over the past decade, as his cultivation level increased and he gained more and more resources, the small village became more and more prosperous with his help.

But practice takes time.

In recent years, Huiming has been concentrating on practicing and has never left the temple. Until he broke through the cave realm and went to the village again, he was shocked to find that the village had become extremely dilapidated and weak!
the reason is simple.

With his support, the small village gradually became prosperous and strong, but they themselves did not have the power to protect the village and had to rely on this powerful monk all the time... and Huiming was a person who was devoted to spiritual practice and was unfamiliar with danger, so he never thought of sending disciples to protect the village.

Therefore, during the years when he disappeared, the village suffered a series of attacks. Bandits and horse robbers came to rob many times, killing many people and seriously injuring many others. Even several young people with some talent who said they wanted to practice with Huiming had their cultivation ruined.

It’s not entirely Huiming’s fault...but he still felt extremely painful and guilty inside.

Finally, after staying in the village for a night and seeing the suffering of those people, he decided to avenge the village.

However, the Buddha taught that revenge will never end. As a monk, how could he do such a thing?

Therefore, Huiming finally decided to quietly leave the temple and return to secular life, and kill all those bandits and horse bandits one by one!
But the world of martial arts is not that simple. Bandits and horse bandits are not just bandits and horse bandits. Some of them have masters, some have backers. If you provoke a small one, a big one will come. So Huiming can only kill his way out!
Not only that, while he was killing people, he was also saving them. He was searching everywhere for panaceas and magical spells to save those in the village who were seriously injured and whose cultivation was destroyed.

Just at this time, Huixin came.

“He practiced that strange technique after breaking through the cave heaven.”

Huijue said softly, "But his decision to leave the temple and to avenge the murder had nothing to do with the technique... On the contrary, Junior Brother, do you really think that Junior Brother Huiming deserved such an end for what he did?"

Huixin opened her mouth slightly, and her usually calm pupils were clearly trembling.

"Have you become stupid from chanting sutras?"

Fu Qingzhou folded his arms and muttered to himself, "Your Jinchan Temple punished Huiming for practicing evil. What does it have to do with him leaving the temple? There is definitely something wrong with Huijue... Damn it, he can't be wrong now, right?"

However, the Huixin in my memory obviously didn't think this problem through.

He personally crippled Huiming and captured him, and today he witnessed Huiming being punished. But after everything was settled, he was told that Huiming was not wrong?

However, Huijue had much more to say than that.

"Junior Brother Huixin."

He chuckled and said, "Do you remember that I have a disciple named Yuan Wu?"

Fu Qingzhou's pupils narrowed.

"I remember." Hui Xin asked suspiciously, "This person is the most gifted disciple under my senior brother. He was unable to break through the cave heaven before, so he left the temple to look for opportunities... Why did you mention nephew Yuanwu now?"

Huijue looked deep in his eyes and said quietly, "Just remember it, Huixin. You should first take care of the old man... Then we will meet again in Huixin Valley."

(End of this chapter)