Xuanxia

Chapter 454: Transformation (Part )

Jinchan Temple, Valley of Regret.

Skipping the process of Fu Qingzhou's search for his memory, by the time he passed through the golden clouds and came to this memory, Huixin had already found the deep part of the Valley of Regret.

Although his expression was as calm and serene as ever, there was already a strong sense of doubt in his eyes.

After turning a corner, Huixin suddenly saw a very high cliff wall in front of her eyes. At the bottom of the wall was a large, tightly closed stone door. Huijue was standing in front of the stone door with another person standing beside him.

When he saw that person, Fu Qingzhou immediately narrowed his eyes.

Yuan Wu...

Yes, the person next to Huijue was Yuanwu, whom he had already killed.

Yuan Wu now looks younger, and the evil spirit and evil aura on him are much lighter...

But light does not mean non-existent.

"It seems that Yuan Wu has already learned the Blood Sea Robe Technique at this time." Fu Qingzhou murmured to himself: "Based on this, the current time period should be when Yuan Wu has just returned from the Western Regions?"

"Senior Brother." Huixin clasped her hands together and bowed to Huijue.

Huijue smiled at him and said, "Junior brother, you are here... This is Yuanwu, whom I mentioned to you a few days ago."

Yuan Wu also put his hands together and bowed deeply to Hui Xin, bending his body almost to 90 degrees, with an extremely humble attitude: "My nephew Yuan Wu, I greet my uncle Hui Xin."

Hui Xin returned the greeting slightly and looked at Hui Jue: "Brother, why did you call me here?"

Huijue smiled gently and looked towards the big stone door: "Please follow me in first."

After the master gave the order, Yuanwu immediately went to the gate and pushed it open.

Inside the gate was a cave. There were faint flames on both sides of the corridor, illuminating the densely packed Buddhist scripture inscriptions on the rock wall.

As the three of them went deeper, they saw the corpses of several monks who had died in meditation. They were in the posture of meditation, and although their clothes had been weathered, one could still tell they were once monks.

Fu Qingzhou followed the footsteps of memory and looked around, his eyes moving slightly.

It seems that there are quite a few monks who have committed sins in this Jinchan Temple? And seeing that these monks have passed away here, did they not get rid of their sins even in death?
Huixin and the other two didn't walk for long before they arrived deep in the cave - Huiming was imprisoned there.

All his cultivation had been wasted, and he looked extremely decadent. His long hair was not shaved off, but hung down behind his shoulders. His two sunken eye sockets stared at the Buddhist scriptures on the wall, and he was muttering to himself.

"Junior Brother Huiming."

Huijue smiled and said, "I'm here."

“Brother Huijue…” Huiming did not turn around. He sat cross-legged in front of the stone wall, looking up at the scriptures on the wall. His voice sounded inexplicably crazy: “I… was not wrong…”

"Yes, you are not wrong." Huijue said with a smile.

Hearing this, Huixin was stunned and her brows tightened slightly.

But perhaps because he knew what happened to Huiming before, he did not rush to speak, but just listened in silence.

Hearing the words "You are not wrong", Huiming was stunned, but his eyes still did not move away from the scriptures on the stone wall.

"Junior Brother Huiming..."

Huijue said calmly: "My disciple Yuanwu has already been to the Western Regions."

Huiming was still looking at the scriptures with a somewhat crazy and wooden expression, but he saw Yuanwu calmly step forward and said gently: "Uncle Huiming, my nephew Yuanwu has found the method that confirms my Buddha's one hundred calamities... the Blood Sea Robe."

As soon as these words were spoken, Huiming's pupils shook violently!

He turned his head sharply and glared at Yuan Wu: "What did you say?!"

“In the Huigen Grotto, the technique that combines the power of the Sea-covering Demon Monk and the true meaning of our Buddha… is indeed there.” Yuanwu said solemnly: “More than a hundred years ago, after the Jinchan Temple moved to the capital, you and I were not the only ones who noticed the special features of the Hundred Evils Buddha.”

Huiming's eyes were wide open and sparkling, but he said nothing, obviously waiting for him to continue.

Yuan Wu did not let him down and said solemnly: "Many years ago, our predecessor, Master Zhao Jian, personally copied the scriptures left by the Fuhai Monster Monk from the old site of our temple in Mangdang Mountain. After realizing the profoundness of the Buddha's teachings, he personally set out to find the Fuhai Monster Monk."

"After searching for who knows how many years, he went to the Western Regions and finally found the remains of the former Sea Demon Monk." "At that time, Master Zhaojian had already completed four sheddings and reached the Xuanxing Second Realm... but he was still shocked by the insights left in the remains."

“So, Master Zhaojian spent many years and months deeply studying the Hundred Evils Sutra, combining it with the skills of the Sea-covering Monster Monk, and using the Golden Cicada Divine Shell Skill of our temple as the basis, and finally… created a brand new skill that can glimpse the selfless divine realm!”

Hearing his words, Huiming's eyes almost shone with stars, so bright that it was difficult to look directly at: "What kind of skill is that?!"

"Blood Sea Robe Technique."

Yuan Wu smiled and said, "Anyone who practices my Golden Cicada Divine Shell Technique can practice this technique directly; even for those without a foundation, Master Zhaojian has created a foundation technique called the Golden Body and Bronze Bone Technique."

"This kind of skills have touched upon the beginning of our Golden Cicada Temple's inheritance, and I hope to reach... the realm of the selfless god."

After saying that, he slowly took out two things from his arms.

One was a plain white cassock; the other was a blood-red cicada that lay quietly in his palm, like a jade carving.

"Buddha's robe, blood cicada!" Fu Qingzhou blurted out!

This is what's hidden in the big iron box!
At the same time, Hui Xin finally spoke, with a tone of deep uneasiness in her voice: "Brother, this thing... has an extremely ominous aura."

"No hurry." Huijue smiled at him and said, "Just wait and see."

On the other side, Huiming had already slowly stood up, and excitedly but cautiously stretched out his hand, slowly reaching for the Buddha's robe and the blood cicada.

Yuan Wu was still talking: "It's a pity that Master Zhaojian created such an amazing and amazing skill as the Blood Sea Robe Skill, and even the heavens were jealous of him... When the Blood Sea Robe Skill was finalized, the master also passed away... He only had time to leave everything in this cassock and this blood cicada."

As he spoke, Huiming's hands had already touched the two objects respectively.

In an instant, the white cassock emitted a soft and pure light, and a stream of blood gushed out from the blood cicada. The two simultaneously poured into Huiming's body from his arms, causing Huiming's eyes to widen and an involuntary smile to appear on his face!

"Stop!"

Huixin finally couldn't bear it anymore and suddenly stretched out her hand towards Yuanwu and Huiming.

But the next moment, his arm was held down by Huijue.

"wisdom."

Huijue said softly, "You and I have known each other for decades. From what you have seen, how do you think I am, Senior Brother?"

Huixin frowned deeply and said nothing.

“Huixin.” Huijue called him again, “You are not stupid. You should be able to see… Huiming and Yuanwu, the reason they have their current enlightenment is because of my guidance.”

Hui Xin looked at him and asked in a deep voice: "Brother... why did you do this?"

“This is the only smooth path for our temple to reach the realm of selflessness.”

Huijue said calmly, "Huiming has taken the wrong path, but Yuanwu has tried it himself. The Blood Sea Robe Technique helped him easily break through the cave-heaven realm. He also saw a distant and bright road. We should help him fulfill his conjecture."

"Brother!"

Hui Xin said in a low voice: "If you firmly believe that what you did was right, why didn't you dare to tell Brother Hui Kong! And why did you do it in secret?!"

“Junior brother… the right things may not always be accepted by the world.” Huijue said calmly: “In the past hundreds of years, has there been a senior in Jinchan Temple who has advanced to the Wuwo Divine Realm by relying on the Jinchan Divine Shell Technique? Five times of shedding the shell and the third level of Xuanxing is the limit. Don’t you think that’s wrong?”

"The realm of cultivation is not everything!"

Hui Xin said in a deep voice: "Even if I haven't opened my mind, I can still save the world with my weak body!"

"You are wrong." Huijue shook his head and said, "If we can save all the people in the world with just one mind and one thought, why do you and I practice cultivation?"

As they were talking, Huiming over there had already made some unusual movements.

He held two precious treasures in his hands, and two auras, one white and one red, were flowing wildly in his body. His cultivation had originally been abolished, but now his aura was faintly starting to rise again!
Hui Xin's brows furrowed more and more tightly: "Brother, you can't convince me..."

"I still want to try."

Huijue smiled and said, "Huixin, do you know what happened to those people you helped in the past?"

(End of this chapter)