The Young Swordsman: The Taoist Priest of Qingcheng Has Descended the Mountain

"That's why my name is Wuxin (meaning 'heartless')."

"A name is just a label. If a person is truly without intention, why would they choose this name to constantly remind themselves?"

If he truly had no ulterior motives, your master wouldn't have suffered a qi deviation, right?

Wuxin opened his eyes, a flash of golden light appearing in them, and a look of pain crossing his face.

His master, Master Wangyou, cultivated the Heart Demon Guide and dedicated his life to saving all sentient beings.

But while he eliminated the inner demons of others, he witnessed too many inner demons himself, to the point that he couldn't even suppress his own.

He once asked his master if it was worth it.

Master Wangyou simply smiled and said, "If one day you understand, you will become a Buddha."

Even after his master passed away, he still didn't understand and couldn't let go of the demon in his heart.

Wuxin opened his eyes, and Zhou had to admit that they were eerily beautiful eyes.

He stared intently at Zhou Zhenhuan, the pain on his face gone, even replaced by a smile tinged with compassion.

"You know that the old monk has gone mad from practicing qi cultivation?"

Everyone knows that Master Wangyou was a great master of Zen Buddhism. People who go to Hanshui Temple will burst into tears and have a profound enlightenment as soon as they see Master Wangyou.

It is said that Master Wangyou cultivated the six supernatural powers of Buddhism and used his mind-reading ability to enlighten people.

But Wuxin knew that his master was no longer cultivating telepathy, but rather the ability to attract inner demons.

Clearly, the person in front of me also knows this.

Zhou Zhen didn't avoid him, but looked him in the eye. His smile was different from Wuxin's.

Because his smile is genuine and pure, like that of a newborn child, so clean it can wash away everything.

Wu Xin was stunned. He had cultivated the Heart Demon Guide and had witnessed the old monk's tragic end.

He couldn't believe that a person's heart could be so pure, so untouched by dust.

The inner demon summoning had absolutely no effect.

He recalled what the old monk had said: "All people are tainted by the world, which is why we need to guide them. All beings suffer, and the 'Inner Demon' is meant to help you understand the suffering of all beings."

If one day, people will be free from worldly dust, that will be a Buddhist paradise on earth.

But all these years have passed, and neither he nor the old monk have ever seen a person who is untouched by worldly dust.

But now, he saw it, and he shed two lines of tears without thinking.

"Don't make eye contact with him!"

Just then, a group of people rushed in, and a burly man shouted anxiously.

Just as he was about to rush over, Zhou Zhenhuan waved his sleeve, blocking him from the breeze.

"It's alright, I'm also very curious to know what's so magical about the so-called Thirty-Two Scrolls of Rakshasa Hall's Secret Techniques."

Everyone looked puzzled.

Tang Lianxiao was particularly surprised when she saw Zhou Zhenhuan with a monk.

Only Lei Wujie exclaimed, "Was there a monk in this coffin before? And a living one at that?"

Wu Chan clasped his hands together and apologized, saying, "I'm so sorry, I didn't explain myself clearly before."

That coffin was originally meant to seal away a person, my junior brother, named Wuxin.

But who is this person?

Zhou Huanzhen averted his gaze from Wuxin's face and glanced at Wuchan: "This humble Taoist is Zhou Huanzhen of Qingcheng."

Having said that, she ignored everyone else and looked at Wuxin again, her voice as ethereal as a gentle breeze.

"Little monk, this kind of thing called 'Inner Demon Summoning' has no effect on me."

Because my inner demons were slain long ago, when I first began cultivating.

To be honest, my inner demon is pitifully weak; all it can do is scream hysterically.

My inner demon is just a tall, thin ordinary person burdened with huge debts, who has to go out to work for four hours every day to earn a meager amount of money to barely make ends meet.

I dare not love, I dare not hate, I live each day in a daze, barely surviving.

He asked me why I abandoned him, why I betrayed myself.

Haha, actually I really want to tell him that I have always loved myself that way, and I have never been jealous of anything, let alone betrayed anyone.

Rather than saying I vanquished my inner demons, it would be more accurate to say I reconciled with myself.

Whether I am weak or strong, in the end, I am still myself.

Did you know? After I realized this fact, my spiritual practice progressed rapidly, and I was free from inner demons.

A gentle breeze accompanies me on my journey, a single thought brings liberation and clarity of mind. In a single day, my spirit travels thirty thousand miles, and from then on, I fear neither ghosts nor gods.

Wu Xin listened without saying a word, but his beautiful eyes shone even brighter with golden light. However, his body trembled involuntarily, clearly under immense pressure.

After a long while, his trembling body stopped, the golden light in his eyes disappeared, and his face became calm and peaceful.

He looks more like a high-ranking monk than many other high-ranking monks.

At this moment, he resembled a Buddha.

Wu Xin clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Zhou Huanzhen.

"Your Taoist arts are profound, senior. I have no desire to learn from you. But what kind of Taoist arts are these?"

Zhou Zhenhuan shook his head: "You have the Heart Demon's Guidance, I have the Heavenly Question's Heart-Piercing Inquiry."

What you just saw was the demon in your heart.

Whether you can slay the demon is your business. If I were to intervene, your cultivation would be ruined, your humanity would be eroded, and you would be devoid of all desires.

But even then, are you still you?

I've always believed that human emotions and desires are the most fascinating aspects of this world.

Your Buddhists talk about cause and effect; what you do in the future will produce what you experience today.

Some things you have to decide for yourself; I can't make the decisions for you.

I believe your master told you that one thought can lead to becoming a demon, and another to becoming a Buddha.

Slaying demons isn't actually that difficult.

Having said that, ignoring Wuxin who was lost in profound contemplation, Zhou Zhenhuan leaped up and landed lightly in front of everyone.

"Okay, everything's fine now."

Wu Chan was the first to realize what was happening and bowed to Zhou Huanzhen.

When did such a virtuous immortal appear in Qingcheng Mountain?

But none of that matters. What matters is that this person was able to resist the power of the unintentional.

Moreover, it seems to be able to suppress Wuxin.

You should know that even Master Wangyou, the master, couldn't do anything about Junior Brother Wuxin.

Tang Lian stepped forward: "Senior, what's going on?"

"Oh, this little monk hasn't fully mastered the power within him. Hmm, you can think of it as something like going into a state of demonic possession."

It's one thing to go astray and become possessed by demons, but this little monk was a demon to begin with.

However, this young monk possessed the thirty-two secret techniques of the Rakshasa Hall, but he couldn't control his power, which made things a bit troublesome.

Of course, this trouble is for you.

Chapter 24 The Underworld Lord Demands the Answer, Lei Wujie Sudden Enlightenment and Breakthrough

Everyone fell silent. Although they knew it was the truth, the truth was often hard to accept.

Wu Chan gave a bitter laugh and chanted a Buddhist prayer again:

"The senior from Qingcheng Mountain is right. That is why Master sealed Junior Brother Wuxin in this golden coffin."

He hoped to find Master Dajue at Kowloon Temple to see if there was a way to achieve liberation.

Of course, if you would be so kind as to lend a helping hand, the entire Hanshui Temple would be eternally grateful.

"Nine Dragons Temple, Dajue?" Zhou Zhenhuan completely ignored the last sentence and shook his head.

"I have already made my move, but ultimately it depends on his choice."

You should be clear that there is still a karmic connection between Dajue and him.

Because his master was killed by Ye Dingzhi, Dajue also harbored hatred for Wuxin. Because of this incident, he had already fallen into demonic possession, so how could he find a way to escape?

If I have no intention of going, I fear there will be another setback.

Before Wu Chan could speak, two uninvited guests approached.

Tang Lian, Lei Wujie, and Sikong Qianluo instantly became alert.

The person who came was none other than the Underworld Marquis Yue Ji.

It was clear that Minghou Yueji's expression was very solemn.

They didn't even glance at Tang Lian and the others, but walked straight towards Zhou Huanzhen.

"What do you want to do?"

Lei Wujie stepped forward and blocked Zhou Zhenhuan's path, his fist already raised. Although he didn't think these two people could hurt Zhou Zhenhuan, as a senior, fighting with them would likely be seen as bullying the weak.

When elders are in need, their disciples will do their work.

His predecessor had passed on to him the Ice Heart Manual, which was a great kindness in passing on his skills and teaching him.

The Marquis of the Underworld glanced at him, snorted coldly, and did not answer, but stopped in his tracks.

Tsukihime's gaze was cold: "We have come here not for you, but to find an answer."

"An answer?"

Lei Wujie was stunned.

Just then, Zhou Zhen patted his shoulder gently: "It's alright, let them come over."

Indeed, the two people in the world who can give them the answer are right here, and they should have come.

However, as I said before, some answers, even if you know them, will only become your inner demons.

Are you sure you really need this answer?

The Marquis of the Underworld bowed deeply, a rare occurrence for him: "I appreciate your kindness, senior."

But this answer is far too important to us juniors; otherwise, we two would never dare to show ourselves where our seniors are.

Now that I'm here, I'm determined to get the answer, even if it means death.

Zhou Zhenhuan sensed his determination and smiled slightly: "Fine! Everyone has the right to make their own decisions. Since you've made up your mind, I won't stop you."

As he spoke, he pointed several fingers at Wuxin and laughed, "Little monk, your job is here."

While I could give him the answer, it wouldn't be nearly as convenient as the answer you've found through your inner demons.

Wuxin let out a long sigh of relief, waking up from a mysterious feeling.

I felt that all the past suffering and karma had been swept away, and my mind was clear.

He knew that all of this was the work of the person in front of him, and he was filled with astonishment.

You should know that even his master, Master Wangyou, was helpless in dealing with his internal condition.

He seemed to understand the feelings of those who had been converted by their master, and indeed felt relieved.

At this moment, he had even greater respect for his master's actions.

He didn't realize that his state of mind was slowly changing.

"Thank you, senior."

Wu Xin clasped his hands together in thanks, then turned to look at Ming Hou.

"I've seen you!"