Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 116: Senior Sister, the sword you struck before you died was so powerful

Soon, Fan Qinghui walked out of the Cihang Hall gracefully and quietly, walked down the steps slowly, and came towards the young man in blue shirt.

"It's been over two years since we last met." Zhuang Bu Ran clasped his hands together.

"Jingyuan has met the Master."

"Do you still recognize me as your master?" Fan Qinghui walked up to the young man in blue shirt.

"I was picked up by my mentor. Without his guidance, I probably wouldn't be where I am today."

"Jingyuan, although I brought you back to the mountain and taught you martial arts, I never saw you clearly, which led to the harm to the sect."

Fan Qinghui showed self-mockery:
"Now I am unfit to be a teacher. As the Sect Master, I have brought disaster upon myself. I am ashamed and embarrassed. I deeply hate myself for picking you up."

The blue-shirted youth said calmly:
"Master, don't be so absolute about everything. If you hadn't picked up your disciple back then, the consequences might have been even worse. Considering my dislike for Cihang Jingzhai, I'm afraid that the inheritance of Emperor Ta Peak would have been completely cut off."

"Throughout the generations, my sect has shouldered such heavy responsibilities, but you just don't approve of it?" Fan Qinghui looked puzzled.

"Yang Guang was tyrannical and insane, people were trafficked at Xiangyu Mountain, Shangguan Long wreaked havoc in Luoyang, Xi Ying re-emerged as a scoundrel, Zhu Can ate human flesh, and so on. There are countless such incidents."

The young man in blue shirt looked calm:

"My Cihang Jingzhai prides itself on being the righteous martial arts sect that helps the people, but why is it that we are nowhere to be seen?"

He pretended to be enlightened:

"It's not that I don't want to, but that I can't. I'm just not strong enough. At best, I can only deceive the world with my superficial appearance. If I really try to save the world, it will only expose my own incompetence."

"The so-called Chosen Emperor, stripped of the outer shell of righteousness, is nothing more than profit."

"How ridiculous it is for those outside the world who practice the Way of Heaven."

The young man in blue shirt glanced at the disciples of Jingzhai in the square and shook his head.

"How can such a sect be worthy of my attention? How can I not want to destroy it?"

"To ensure that good prevails over evil and that the world remains at peace, I, Cihang Jingzhai, will not hesitate to sacrifice anything and will regard life and death as nothing more than a superficial matter. Why should we bother with any other means?"

Fan Qinghui said solemnly:

"As long as the evil is suppressed by the righteous, and the world of chaos ends, I am willing to sacrifice everything that can be sacrificed."

"Teacher, if we don't agree, there's no need to talk too much."

Zhuang Bu Ran stood with his hands behind his back:

"If you voluntarily enter into seclusion, I can give the disciples of Jingzhai on the mountain a chance to become monks after they have abandoned their martial arts."

"If you want to resist, considering that you are my mentor, I will let you have three moves. I will not use my internal energy to protect myself, and I will allow you to strike three times with your full strength."

Fan Qinghui was silent for a while before saying:
"Have you entered the critical stage of the Cihang Sword Canon?"

"Master, as the head of Cihang Jingzhai, you should know the origin of the 'Cihang Sword Canon'. Xie Tiao, the first evil emperor of the Demon Sect, created the 'Dao Heart Planting Demonic Method' and recorded it in the 'Demon Dao Random Thoughts'. This book was later obtained by our ancestor, Di Ni."

"Thus, he learned the secret of shattering the void. He then used the inner alchemy cultivation method in the 'Dao Heart Demon Planting Great Method' to transform it into the Dao Embryo and Death Gate methods. They are the same immortal embryo and demon seed. Although they each go to extremes, they share the same source."

Zhuang Bu Ran said with a smile:

"Before I came down the mountain, I was only half a step away from entering the Death Gate. Afterwards, I first obtained the 'Eternal Life Secret' and then the 'Dao Heart Planting Demon Method', and completely entered the Death Gate. Isn't this a matter of course?"

Fan Qinghui looked deeply at the young man in blue shirt:
"No wonder I felt that your immortalization was strange, as if mixed with a hint of captivating demonic nature. It turns out you've also practiced magic."

Zhuang Bu Ran sneered:
"The Mahaparinirvana Sutra says, 'Those who touch the tusks say the elephant is shaped like a radish root; those who touch the ears say the elephant is shaped like a winnowing basket; those who touch the head say the elephant is shaped like a stone; and those who touch the nose say the elephant is shaped like a pole.'"

"Those who touch the feet say the elephant is like a wooden mortar; those who touch the back say it is like a bed; those who touch the belly say it is like a jar; those who touch the tail say it is like a rope."

"It's like a group of blind men touching an elephant, each with his own unique ideas. What will they do if they suddenly meet someone with clear eyes?"

"Master, it seems you really don't understand the meaning of the blind men touching an elephant. With your current martial arts skills, how dare you speculate about your disciple's realm?"

"I only know that good and evil cannot coexist." Fan Qinghui said expressionlessly.

"Oh, really?" The blue-shirted boy asked with a smile:
"Then why did Master Bi serve the demon?"

Fan Qinghui's expression froze, and he suddenly didn't know what to say.

"The more I talk to an old stubborn man like my mentor, the more annoyed I become." Zhuang Bu Ran said quietly.

"In the realm of death, if one who has not yet attained sufficient cultivation attempts to cultivate, his entire body of essence and blood will explode and he will die."

"I, the disciple, cannot bear to see my teacher end up with nothing but his body, so I will personally send him off. I hope my teacher will have a peaceful journey!"

After the young man in blue shirt finished speaking, he gently stroked Fan Qinghui's head.

Suddenly, Fan Qinghui's body stiffened, he fell to the ground with his head raised, and died.

At this moment, seeing this, Kankan felt that someone had really chosen the wrong master. If he entered the Holy Sect, he would definitely become an unparalleled Holy Lord who was unprecedented and would never be seen again.

"My fellow senior sisters, I am not a mean person. You can live your life as you wish. All you need to do is give up your martial arts and cultivate your Zen mind."

"Since then, the affairs of the Jianghu and the world have nothing to do with my Di Ta Feng anymore."

"Junior Brother Qing, death is the greatest thing. I wonder if this is possible?" A nun in her early thirties looked sad.

The young man in blue shirt glanced sideways: "Kan Kan, send someone up the mountain."

"Yes."

Kanan took out a meteor from her bosom and lit it, and a flame shot up into the sky.

Zhuang Buyan saw the confused and uneasy look on Jingzhai's face and said gently:

"I've already had a fine coffin made, and I'll give my mentor a grand funeral."

"In addition, I will not only select a good feng shui location on the mountain, but I will also personally chant sutras for my teacher to be liberated. I hope that she will no longer be bound by the unruly sect rules."

Suddenly, the people around looked puzzled.

For a moment, it was hard to tell whether the young man in blue was a traitor who killed his master, or a good disciple who respected his master.

And Kankan felt that someone had a strong demonic nature and was the Holy Lord of Destiny.

Ten months later.

After following the leader of Qishazhai into Emperor's Peak and disappearing from the martial arts world again, the situation in the world gradually became clear.

The north was gradually unified by Li Tang, while Kou Zhong in the south married the legitimate daughter of the Song family and received their full support. In addition, with the reputation of a certain person named Qi Sha Zhai Zhu, he unified the south not much slower than Li Tang. The Shaoshuai Army was officially renamed the Han Army, and he took the throne of King of Han.

Emperor steps on the peak.

At the Rain Viewing Pavilion on the back mountain, a young man in a blue shirt was leisurely watching the drizzle.

After a while, a graceful and elegant woman came over with an umbrella.

"Sister, what do you think of this situation?"

Shi Feixuan stood in the Rain Viewing Pavilion, gazing at the bamboo forest, the mountains, the gentle breeze and the drizzle. She was inexplicably stunned where she was, her clear eyes filled with reminiscence.

"Is there a feeling that things and people have changed? It's like wanting to buy osmanthus flowers and carry them with wine, but it's never the same as when I was young."

The young man in blue shirt smiled and said:

"I also miss that senior sister who used to get so angry at me on the mountain that she jumped up and down. But the past is like the wind."

"Someone, unknowingly, was transformed by the so-called heavy responsibility of the sect, from a bright and lively little girl into a Cihang Jingzhai Saint in the eyes of the world."

"I have changed a lot, but I have never seen my own junior brother clearly." Shi Feixuan's pale and bloodless face showed a hint of smile:
"You're really annoying to be around. You're lazy and mean-spirited. You clearly don't care about your martial arts at all. You fish for three days and then slack off for two days. You don't know what hard work and concentration mean, but your martial arts skills improve by leaps and bounds."

"For a while, whenever I saw you, Junior Brother, I felt angry. I was angry at myself for being useless, and I was also angry at you for being so lazy and wasting your talent. If you could concentrate on your cultivation, you would definitely be able to enter the realm of death."

"Then what happened to Master Bi will definitely not happen again."

When she said this, a trace of fatigue appeared on her pale face. She sat down in the Rain Viewing Pavilion, staring blankly at the drizzle outside the pavilion, and said:

"Junior brother, I suddenly feel that the days when you and I played together on the mountain were the happiest times of my life."

"When I first saw you, the first thing that came to my mind was, what a beautiful little junior sister! I must never let her be bullied in the future."

"When you revealed your masculinity, I felt a mixture of emotions. When you were about to betray my master and ancestors, I suddenly felt a sense of emptiness in my heart. My first thought was to bring you back and apologize to my master."

"I've thought about this long ago. After I complete my important duties with the sect and return to the mountain, as long as you call me "Good Senior Sister" a few times, I can discuss the position of the vegetarian master you want."

"Anyway, I'm the master from now on, so whoever I want to appoint as the master can say anything."

"Besides, I've already chosen the true emperor for the world and restored peace to the world. So what's wrong with being willful occasionally?"

As Shi Feixuan spoke, she began to amuse herself and laughed out loud.

After she finished speaking, she leaned on the back of the chair at the edge of the pavilion, turned her head to look at the blue-shirted boy, and asked softly:

"Junior Brother, according to your understanding, how can we truly cultivate the Way of Heaven?"

The young man in blue sat beside Shi Feixuan, looking at the drizzling rain, and said softly:

"According to my understanding, the beginning of cultivating the Way of Heaven is called attachment to appearances. It means clinging to appearances, getting lost in them, and constantly struggling with joy, anger, sorrow, worry, fear, resentment, anger, and annoyance."

"Afterwards, it can be called a broken appearance. Gradually, one breaks through the inherent cognition, begins to question all rules, and touches the threshold of the heavenly way."

"Then comes enlightenment. When there is nothing outside the mind, no matter outside the mind, no reason outside the mind, the original mind begins to appear."

"Finally, practice the Dao, applying the wisdom of the Dao in the mortal world, following the Way of Heaven, being free from desire and seeking, and realizing that life is a practice of the unity of form and emptiness."

Shi Feixuan smiled weakly:
"If that's the case, I'm still in the realm of attachment. No wonder I can't comprehend life and death, and enter the realm of death."

She slowly closed her eyes and whispered softly:
"Junior brother, I'm so sleepy, I'm going to take a nap first. Please don't steal my umbrella again."

As soon as she finished speaking, Shi Feixuan's body suddenly tilted, and when she was about to fall to the ground, the young man in blue shirt picked her up by the waist and sighed:
"Senior Sister, the sword strike you made before you died was truly powerful."

As the young man in blue shirt was holding the body of Shi Feixuan and walked out of the Rain Viewing Pavilion, the oil-paper umbrella placed on the ground was controlled by an invisible force and opened up and hung above the young man's head.

He suddenly looked up, glanced at the oil-paper umbrella above his head, then looked at the drizzling rain, his eyes dark and deep:
"The drizzle is annoying."

In an instant, a gust of wind blew around his body, blowing away all the dark clouds above Emperor Peak, and the drizzle gradually disappeared.

The young man in blue then walked out of the Rain Viewing Pavilion.

(End of this chapter)