From a refugee to a martial artist

Chapter 388 Wisdom

The sky and the earth are white.

While countless people prostrated themselves in worship both inside and outside the capital, many others stood still and raised their heads.

At this moment, the sound of chanting sutras outside the city soared to the sky. He took off his shirt, which was covered with dried mud, and looked around. He saw that the world was vast and desolate, filled with people prostrating themselves on the ground in a state of madness. However, many people were still not affected by the great light.

"There are many great people in the world, but few can go forward without hesitation and live even in the face of death." Jie Kaiping's practice of the Nirvana Dharma is most skilled in calming the mind, so he knows how difficult it is to abandon the method of dispelling the Buddha's light that disturbs the mind, and therefore he also knows that there are countless great people far and wide.

Dugu Kang stood close to Jie Kaiping. He looked up at the sky blankly and saw a Buddha statue, its light shining in all directions, while the wisp of starlight drifted about, clearly no longer free.

"Brother-in-law, please don't let the Third Miss and Sister Qingqing be widows!" Zhao Ying'er hid behind Jie Kaiping, praying incessantly, muttering incoherent words.

"Amitabha." Suddenly, a chanting of Amitabha Buddha's name rang out behind the three of them, followed by someone saying, "Venerable Peacock, Master Liaokong, how have you been?"

Jie Kaiping and Dugu Kang turned around and saw a handsome monk in black robes, his hands clasped together, a smile on his face, as if the great battle in the sky was nothing to him.

"Juesheng the bald thief?" Jie Kaiping has been dealing with Lin Yan quite a bit lately and has also picked up some of Lin Yan's catchphrases.

The visitor was none other than the monk Juesheng. During the Lanruo Temple incident, Juesheng fled and his whereabouts were unknown. Unexpectedly, he ended up here.

This person has an extraordinary background, is well-versed in Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and has a profound understanding of Buddhist teachings. It is said that he had a close relationship with Ying Rushi's deceased sister.

"Amitabha." Juesheng smiled slightly and bowed his head in a gesture of respect to Zhao Ying'er.

Zhao Ying'er had already realized that Jie Kaiping was capable, so she quickly hid behind Jie Kaiping without saying a word.

"This is Master Juesheng of Lanruo Temple. He is extremely famous in Ping'an Prefecture." Jie Kaiping patiently introduced him to Zhao Ying'er and Dugu Kang, and didn't forget to tug at Dugu Kang, saying, "Speaking of which, Master Juesheng belongs to the Jue generation, so he should call you Uncle-Master."

Dugu Kangcai dared not acknowledge him and only returned the greeting with trepidation.

Jie Kaiping had dealt with Juesheng before, and had even been chased by him for a long time. He wasn't afraid this time, but simply pointed to the sky and asked, "Senior brother, are you also here to see a martial artist prove his Dao?"

"Having witnessed Master Li's swordsmanship before, I thought I could die young. I never expected that such a master would appear again. Naturally, I must pay my respects." Monk Juesheng spoke slowly and smiled. "I also have some news to share."

He looked at Dugu Kang and said, "Back then, your master used the wind to prove his Dao. Although he could not compare to the Holy King of Light and the Arhat of No Birth, he still entered the upper rank. Now your master is under the command of the Holy King of Light and has already arrived in the capital."

“Zhitong…” Jie Kaiping was taken aback upon hearing this. Back then, Li Weizhen had killed the Arhat Wusheng with his sword, and Zhitong had used this opportunity to attain the third rank of Dao. Afterwards, he was taken away by the Buddha Zizai and then disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, they also came to Shenjing.

In this way, it turns out that a third-rank Arhat was lurking behind Qing Guangzi.

Everyone looked up at the sky and saw that the stars were tiny and almost indistinguishable under the bright light, clearly indicating that they were not in a favorable position. If Zhitong in the shadows were to make another move, it would be even more difficult.

Jie Ping and Dugu Kang had witnessed the great battle between Meng Yuan and Dugu Sheng. Although they did not know the exact nature of Meng Yuan's Transformation Flame, they could sense that it was probably extremely difficult to extinguish, growing stronger with each battle, and even an inextinguishable flame. However, things were different then than now. A martial artist could prove his Dao by killing one third-rank Arhat, but if two third-rank Arhats appeared together, it would be a completely different scene.

"What are you worried about?" Zhao Ying'er asked with inexplicable confidence. "Brother-in-law can marry two, but he can't kill two?" Jie Kaiping had no time to argue with Zhao Ying'er and immediately made up his mind. "Junior brother, we need to inform Meng Feiyuan so that he can be on guard! You look after Benefactor Zhao, and I'll go to the city to look for someone!"

"I'd rather go!" Dugu Kang finally understood.

“This humble monk is willing to take care of this female benefactor,” said Monk Juesheng.

Seeing this, Jie Kaiping and Dugu Kang were about to set off when suddenly a red light landed in front of them.

The newcomer was hidden in a red cloak and wore a bamboo hat. It was impossible to tell whether he was beautiful or ugly, but judging from his height, he was much shorter than Zhao Ying'er and looked like a child who had not grown up.

"No need to go, let's see how things go." Dugu Ying said calmly, her back to everyone.

Upon seeing Dugu Ying suddenly appear, Dugu Kang was so frightened that he retreated repeatedly and could no longer stand steadily.

Jie Kaiping did have some connection with Dugu Ying, so he composed himself and asked, "Does the benefactor mean that he already knows?"

Dugu Yingren, shrouded in a red cloak and with his face obscured by a bamboo hat, said, "Whether he knows or not is no longer important. Now that he has embarked on this path, only he himself can save him. If he succeeds, he will attain enlightenment; if he fails, he will turn to ashes."

As she spoke, a delicate, fair hand emerged from the cloak, slightly lifting the hat to reveal a well-behaved but expressionless face. Her eyes didn't look at anyone, but only glanced at Zhao Ying'er, leaving Zhao Ying'er stunned before she looked up at the sky again.

“Benefactor Ying, this is Zhao Ying’er, the daughter of an old friend of Nie Yannian. She’s not acquainted with Meng Feiyuan.” Jie Kaiping, being the most perceptive, quickly smiled and said, “Where have you been these past few days, benefactor? I haven’t seen you at all. Meng Feiyuan returned from beyond the borders and often thought of you on his journey…”

Before he could finish speaking, as if sensing a hint of murderous intent, he untied the screen, rubbed his bald head, chuckled, and obediently shut his mouth.

"Amitabha." Monk Juesheng stepped forward, looked at Jie Kaiping and Dugu Kang, and asked, "You two once cultivated under Qingguangzi, do you have any insightful opinions?"

"No." Dugu Kang hadn't been with Qing Guangzi for long and hadn't even seen his true face. He only knew fear and didn't know how to control it.

"Although the Master is called the Holy King of Light, he loves to hide in the shadows, plotting and acting in the dark." Jie Kaiping was insightful. He pointed to the illusory Buddha image in the sky, "At this moment, the Master may be high in the heavens or deep in the netherworld. He only reveals his Dharma form with great supernatural powers, which not only made Meng Feiyuan take action, but also lured out all the people watching from inside and outside the capital."

"Where do you think Qingguangzi might be hiding, senior brother?" Monk Juesheng asked again.

“If I had known, I would have been the master.” Jie Kaiping spread his hands in annoyance. “The master is currently exhausting Meng Feiyuan’s strength, and seeing that no one is coming to help Meng Feiyuan, it is obvious that everyone is waiting for Meng Feiyuan to break through with the master’s help. In my opinion, Meng Feiyuan is about to find the master’s energy, and then he will open the Heavenly Gate, burn his flesh and blood, and make the final blow.”

"Amitabha." Upon hearing this, Monk Juesheng looked up at the sky and said nothing more.

"What should we do then?" Dugu Kang was the most timid, and the self-cultivation skills he had learned from Jie Kaiping were completely useless. Sweat poured down his forehead, and he was bewildered and helpless.

Dugu Ying seemed to have great confidence in Meng Yuan. She didn't say anything, but just one look from her made Dugu Kang shut his mouth tightly.

Zhao Ying'er originally wanted to ask about the origin of the red cloak, but seeing this, she didn't dare to say anything more. She could only stare blankly at the sky, muttering some boring words about her brother-in-law's inevitable victory. Then she became distracted again, stroking her chin while stealing glances at Dugu Ying.

(End of this chapter)