Embers of Sword

Chapter 394 Cicada (V)
All roads in the world have an end.

If you practice the "Way of Life" to the extreme, can you condense the Fountain of Immortality?
Xie Xuanyi was thoughtful and silently memorized this statement in his heart.

"Thank you, benefactor. I don't have much time left."

The long river of fate was surging with waves, and Facheng's long sigh reached Xie Xuanyi's heart.

This magical power has been used several times.

It takes a lot of energy to take people to see the scenery of the long river.

The shadow of Facheng's monk robe was gradually fading. He did not forget to bow to Xie Xuanyi, and said humbly and pleadingly: "Today's battle has ended. I have answered all the questions you asked. Now I have only one wish, that you do not draw your sword again and save Chen Chong's life."

This is actually quite clever.

Although Xie Xuanyi put away the flying sword, there was no guarantee that he would draw it again. Fa Cheng knew that with the reputation of this Dasui swordsman ten years ago, if he met someone he wanted to kill, he would draw his sword as soon as he said so, and he would not care about so many rules.

Xie Xuanyi just looked at Facheng coldly without saying a word.

"Karma, karma, everything is destined."

Facheng bowed again and said respectfully: "If I am blind and have made a mistake in saving Chen Chong today, but I will make a big mistake in the future, thank you for helping me. It will not be too late to use your sword then."

"You can say whatever you want, good or bad."

Xie Xuanyi showed no mercy and said coldly: "Everyone has his own responsibility for his own actions. You insisted on keeping Chen Chong today. If you create karma in the future, it will all be borne by the Buddhist sect."

“…That’s the truth.”

Fa Cheng said cautiously: "Next, I will use my last 'magic power' to send Chen Chong away. Within three days, the martial law in Yuanzhou will be like a blank piece of paper, which will break at the slightest poke. If you want to leave, you'd better take advantage of these three days."

"Where's Miyun?"

Xie Xuanyi said expressionlessly: "Are you just going to ignore your Buddhist 'disaster-taker'? If you don't want him, I will take him back to Da Chu."

"After half an incense stick, the Buddhist boundary will completely dissipate. Donor Xie will naturally see how the Buddhist sect 'handles' this matter."

Facheng chanted a Buddhist name: "Thank you, benefactor. Logically speaking, Chen Chong should not have been involved in today's cause and effect. Meng Kejian's death was his own fault..."

"Okay, no need to say more."

Xie Xuanyi waved his hand, not wanting to listen any more.

Facheng had no choice but to retreat silently.

The calm river of fate in front of the two people suddenly surged violently.

Facheng withdrew his "fate-seeing" ability.

The scene around Xie Xuanyi was changing rapidly.

Just as he was about to exit the river, a gentle and heavy voice suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Xuan Yi."

These two words fell into Xie Xuanyi's heart, making him stunned.

He raised his head subconsciously.

The waves swept in, soaking the black shirt.

The destiny-seeing ability is no longer effective, and this long river of destiny should have been shattered.

Facheng's figure has disappeared.

But Xie Xuanyi was still in the long river.

He watched the waves pushing him away, surrounded by thick fog and filled with Buddhist music. The old monk who had been so far away from him suddenly appeared before him.

"...Zen Master?"

Xie Xuanyi stared at the old man in a daze.

The distance between the two of them was only a dozen feet. He subconsciously wanted to move forward, but the "advance and retreat" of this long river was not so simple. He took a slight half step and the tide immediately submerged his knees, and the distance between the two of them did not advance but retreated.

Xie Xuanyi hurried back to his original position.

He knew that this was probably the closest position the two could be.

Although they were only a dozen feet apart, Xie Xuanyi couldn't see the Zen master's face clearly, but... he could feel the warm and gentle aura from him.

After completing the practice of Buddhism, one has become a Bodhisattva.

That great and complete road of life, in the shape of a "birth cave", turned into a lantern, like a flaming lamp, hanging high above the Zen master's head. Above this cold and dark river, it emitted strands of gentle power, preserving the three feet of light around the old monk.

"You know me?"

Xie Xuanyi's expression was somewhat complicated.

For some unknown reason, he was left in this long river and had this encounter. "Of course."

The Zen master looked at Xie Xuanyi and smiled.

He stretched out his palm and smiled slightly, "Nice to meet you again, take your things."

again……

Xie Xuanyi was stunned again. He didn’t understand why the Zen master said “again”?
At that time, he traveled to Dali and went to Fanyin Temple to ask for swords, trying every means to meet the Zen master, but ultimately failed.

in the end.

Xie Xuanyi only received a bamboo slip and a message.

“The moon becomes full and then wanes, the Tao becomes waning and then full.”

He had only glanced at the bamboo slip and thrown it away, not taking it seriously.

This time.

The Zen master stretched out his sleeves.

Xie Xuanyi was somewhat familiar with this action.

Previously, the Zen master watched "destiny" across the long river and met many people in this long river.

Every time the Zen master saw these people, he would give them the "Fountain of Immortality" in this posture.

"Crash."

The waves of the long river were surging. Xie Xuanyi subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch the "thing" thrown by the Zen master. After catching it, the originally calm long river suddenly became turbulent and furious, and countless waves rolled up high, as if to swallow Xie Xuanyi away.

The Zen master stood at the end, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea.

He waved his sleeves.

The Great Way of Life transformed into a blazing sun, emitting endless brilliance, falling on Xie Xuanyi and also on the rolling waves.

……

……

Everything disappeared.

Xie Xuanyi's mind returned to the Buddhist realm. He lowered his head and looked at Chen Chong, who was half dead not far away.

Facheng's shadow has disappeared.

The last half drop of the Immortal Spring lingered in the wind and fell into Chen Chong's brow bit by bit.

The sounds of bells and drums in the Buddhist kingdom became increasingly solemn and grand.

The void is shattering.

Chen Chong's body was dragged by the water vapor of the Immortal Spring and the power of the Buddha, and moved into the void little by little. If it were any other Yin Shen realm cultivator, he would be strangled by the turbulence of the void and would have no way out. However, Chen Chong had been promoted successfully, and even if his breath was unstable, this body could still stably complete the crossing.

The thought of killing emerged, but was dispelled.

Xie Xuanyi just stared at Chen Chong's body indifferently, and then he swept into the void like pulling a coffin, leaving the barrier and heading to an unknown place.

This moment corresponds to the scene a few days ago.

He fled to Qixia Mountain and escaped into the teleportation array, and saved his life by teleporting through the void.

Golden rain fell down.

There was no longer any warmth between heaven and earth.

Xie Xuanyi was standing alone in the huge handprint created by the Zen master's handprint. He slowly spread out his palm, and a golden raindrop fell into his palm, making a crisp sound.

"Clap!"

Along with this crisp sound, the sound of slight flapping wings was heard.

"Buzzing..."

It turns out that at the end of the long river of fate, the object that the Zen master threw to Xie Xuanyi was not the Fountain of Immortality...

But a living creature.

It was a cicada.

Xie Xuanyi silently watched the golden cicada awaken from between heaven and earth, slowly spread its wings, and fly towards the zenith against the heavy rain.

(End of this chapter)