No abstraction, no cultivation

Chapter 134 Release
"The Emperor of Qinghua in the East is a wise leader!" The black shadow said again, "But he is too impulsive! Too biased!"

Buxu asked, "Have you ever served Emperor Qinghua?"

"Huh? You too..." said the black shadow.

"The moon shines brightly in front of the bed?" Buxu said.

"The Green Emperor loves to drink!" said the black shadow.

"The river flows eastward, and the waves wash away everything?" Buxu said.

"The Green Emperor curses when he drinks!" said the black shadow.

"Comrade!" Buxu shouted immediately, "I am from the Green Palace."

The combat forces under the command of Emperor Qinghua are differentiated by color and are divided into the Red Palace, Orange Palace, Yellow Palace, Green Palace, and Blue Palace.

"Oh? I'm from Huangsu Palace!" When the black shadow heard that Buxu was using the famous joke from Qinghua Immortal Mansion, his tone softened a lot.

It was beyond his expectation that he would meet someone from Qinghua Immortal Palace here.

"So it's the senior from Huangsu Palace!" Buxu knew that the person in front of him must be a veteran immortal.

"The Emperor is magnanimous and generous, and knows how to treat people, but he is too willful. Sometimes he does things without considering the gains and losses, and just does it according to his heart!" The black shadow sighed and continued:
"He treated his direct descendants with great care, but treated others well..."

"Hey! If the emperor is willing to be patient and focus on strategy, there will be no problem for the other three emperors."

"Indeed!" Buxu also nodded and said, "The Emperor sometimes cannot stand provocation and has been restrained many times by the three Emperors, Nanji, Beiyu and Xiwei."

Before the demons invaded the fairy world, the situation in the fairy world was one between Emperor Donghua and three!

"The king is not kind!" said the black shadow, "What a pity..."

"Senior, you have been in this world for so long, do you know about the Qinghua Sect?" Buxu asked.

The black shadow said: "How could I not know? That is the direct descendant of the Emperor!"

"Then do you know that Emperor Qinghua is also going to return to this world and return to the Qinghua Sect?" Buxu said again.

The shadow was silent for a while, then said, "I didn't know it at first, but when I saw you, I knew it."

"Hey... Immortal World! Hey... The Four Immortal Emperors!" He laughed for an unknown reason, but his laughter was not vain and he felt uneasy inside.

"When Emperor Qinghua returns, why don't you come with me to pay him a visit again? I think people like us are still of some use in this world, right?" Buxu said.

"Have you ever done anything to let Emperor Qinghua down?" the black shadow suddenly asked.

This time, Buxu was silent.

If he hadn't done it, how could he be assigned to the Pathfinders?
"Me too!" said the black shadow.

"We can't go back!" He said again: "We can't go back!"

"I can't go back to the fairyland!"

"There's no going back to the past!"

"We can only survive here!"

The shadow said with a voice that sounded like crying and laughing: "Either live like a mouse, or be found and beaten to death!"

When a large number of immortals flee to the world of immortal cultivation, it will inevitably cause unrest.

Apart from anything else, these banished immortals must be included in the volume.

Although they are immortals who know more about immortal arts, no one can guarantee their survival in such a turbulent environment.

It is better to be a dog in peacetime than a man in troubled times!
The black shadow came to the world of immortal cultivation just to escape from the disaster, but as a result the world of immortal cultivation became the main target of escape in the immortal world.

He didn't curse at anyone, which was very cultured of him.

"Forget it! Let's take it one step at a time!" The black shadow said to Buxu: "Let's drink while we can!"

"Since we both serve the Qinghua Emperor, I will not make things difficult for you today!"

"See you someday, we'll talk later!"

After saying that, the black shadow turned into a gust of black wind, swept up a dozen trapped immortal shadows, and flew away.

"..." Buxu looked at so many trapped immortal shadows, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead again. If the black shadow attacked him, he really couldn't resist!
Alas, he sighed.

The fairy world is dangerous, so isn’t the world of cultivating immortals dangerous to them as well?
Right now, as the black shadow said, we can only take one step at a time!

He walked along the mountain road to a flat area and began to meditate. To him, the world of immortal cultivation was like a pond without water, and he needed to adjust his own skills.

The environment is changing, and people must also change.

Immortals are also human beings.

Even Buddha has to chant sutras in different temples.

Buxu chanted a spell, and a faint golden light emerged from his body, blending with the heaven and earth. He placed his palms upward on his lower abdomen, with his right hand placed on his left hand, and the tips of his two thumbs touching.

It is the seal of meditation.

It was not until the next day that he stopped practicing.

Because a person appeared in front of him.

A woodcutter.

The weather on the mountain was a little chilly in the morning, but the woodcutter was wearing a washed-out coarse shirt, and a wide hemp rope was tied around his waist to hang the cut firewood.

The woodcutter carried a sharp axe on his shoulder and wore a pair of straw sandals with worn edges on his feet.

The woodcutter's face was full of wrinkles. He knelt in front of Buxu and remained silent until Buxu opened his golden eyes. Then the woodcutter said, "Buddha, have mercy!"

He went up the mountain to chop wood today and saw golden light coming out of the mountain. When he got over to take a look, he actually saw golden light coming out of a monk.

If it’s not the true Buddha, then what is it?
Buxu was very familiar with this kind of situation. He smiled and said, "What do you want?"

"My old mother is critically ill in bed. I beg the Buddha to have mercy on her and save her!" The woodcutter kowtowed and begged.

"I am willing to move bricks and tamp the earth to build a temple for the Buddha!" ​​the woodcutter said again.

He has no money, only strength.

"That's not necessary!" Buxu said, "Your mother is ill because of karma."

"Trapped by karma?" The woodcutter didn't understand.

"Every sentient being in the world will create karma. In your mother's lifetime, I don't know how many bugs she has stepped on and how many lives she has killed, so naturally she is burdened with karma," Buxu explained.

“Does it count if… if they are stepped on to death?” the woodcutter stammered.

Is stepping on bugs so serious?

"That's right! They are also lives! Think about it, if you step on those bugs to death, won't the bugs come to claim your life?" Buxu said.

"Then...what should I do?" The woodcutter was completely frightened.

He not only crushed bugs to death, but sometimes went up the mountain to hunt. Living in the mountains, there was no need to be so particular.

"Please, Buddha, help me get rid of my karma!" He kowtowed to Buxu again.

"Ask others, not yourself!" Buxu shook his head and said, "You kill animals and create karma, so releasing animals can eliminate the karma."

"As long as you release the animals, you can eliminate the karma for your mother and yourself."

The woodcutter said, "Buddha, it's too late for me to release them now."

He knows the math. He doesn't know how many bugs he crushes to death and how many prey he kills every year. Now he is asked to let them go.

How many lives can he let go?
Buxu laughed and said, "Luckily you met me today! I have a wonderful way to release animals, which can help you quickly eliminate your karma!"

"Please, Buddha, give me some advice!" The woodcutter kowtowed immediately.

Buxu took out a stone, and to the woodcutter's astonishment, it turned into a stone bowl.

There was a bowl of clear water in that stone bowl.

"You can just release this one!"

(End of this chapter)