The stars are arrayed, the night is bright and deep, and the lone lamp on the rocky spot is still dark.
A dim light illuminated the table three feet in front of the candle, but it still could not illuminate the strange thoughts of people's hearts.
Listening to Bodhisattva Zhiren's inquiry, Xie Heng's brows furrowed into a rare frown, and he lowered his head in thought.
The honest monk Kong Chan on the side also frowned slightly, and the rosary beads in his hand kept turning.
Obviously, even the contemporary Buddhist disciples of Fahua Temple seem to have thousands of knots in their hearts at this moment, constantly weighing the pros and cons.
Seeing this, Bodhisattva Zhiren did not urge him, he just closed his eyes and recited the sutra silently, turning the beads in his hand silently.
After a long time, the Jade Rabbit set in the west and the Golden Crow rose in the east. Xie Heng breathed a long sigh of relief and said in a low voice:
"May I ask Bodhisattva, when your respected master saw no response from the Divine Forbidden Formation, did he ever regret stopping Senior Taiqing?"
After hearing Xie Heng's question, Zhiren Bodhisattva, who was meditating with his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Xie Heng.
Looking at Xie Heng's bloodshot eyes, he must have already figured out the answer after a night of thinking.
Zhiren Bodhisattva shook his head slightly and said:
"The poor monk didn't ask his tutor back then, and he didn't know if he had any regrets."
Xie Heng nodded and said in a deep voice:
"Juniors think that Puyang Bodhisattva back then must have regrets."
Honest monk Kongchan and Zhiren Bodhisattva all looked at Xie Heng.
Bodhisattva Zhiren's eyes flashed, and the rosary in his hand moved a little faster. He asked eagerly.
"Oh? The poor monk would like to hear the details."
After pondering for a long time, Xie Heng said calmly:
"The younger generations have heard that the Buddha who burned the lamp once said that sweeping the floor might hurt the lives of ants, cherishing moths and covering lamps with gauze, not fishing if there are fish hooks in the pond, and always releasing birds in cages."
Xie Heng paused slightly and continued.
"The younger generation thinks that since the Buddha once said that all living beings are equal, in order to test the power of the Divine Forbidden Formation, Puyang Bodhisattva did not hesitate to use the lives of countless people as bait to induce Shu Cang to risk his own life."
"Such actions that are selfish and ignore the lives of human beings are, in essence, no different from demons."
"What's the difference between doing this and that Shu Cang?"
Thinking of how many innocent souls lost their lives in vain because of the ridiculous reasons of a Qi practitioner, Xie Heng's heart was filled with ups and downs, and he could not calm down for a long time.
As soon as Xie Heng finished speaking, the human destiny that had previously dissipated due to the battle with Shu Cang slowly condensed in his chaotic sea of consciousness.
At this time, the silk-like destiny of humanity was boiling. And the unknown piece of mutton-fat jade in Yuan Po's hand was also shining with an inexplicable black and yellow light at this time.
Xie Heng was also startled. He separated part of his mind and sank into the sea of consciousness. Looking at everything in front of him, he felt even more puzzled.
At the moment when Xie Heng's sea of consciousness moved, Zhiren Bodhisattva glanced at Xie Heng with an inexplicable expression and ignored him.
At this time, Monk Kongchan's face also became ugly. He looked at Xie Heng, frowned, and asked:
"Fellow Taoist, are your words too intense?"
Kong Chan thought for a while and continued.
"At the beginning, my master was also worried about the Divine Forbidden Formation. It was not because he was unwilling to save the people of Xishu."
When Xie Heng heard this, he couldn't help but smile and asked:
"Brother Kongchan, may I ask whether those innocent people are alive or dead in the end?"
"died."
Monk Kongchan's voice has already dropped.
"Brother Kongchan, have you ever heard of a common saying in the world?"
"Please give me some advice, fellow Taoist."
Seeing the Buddhist disciple of Fahua Temple whose bald head was almost lowered to the ground, Xie Heng showed no mercy and said lightly:
"Brother Taoist, have you ever heard it said in the human world?"
"I didn't kill Boren, but Boren died because of me."
When Xie Heng finished speaking, Monk Kongchan suddenly raised his head, and the confusion in his eyes was gone, leaving only wisdom.
Gradually, the Buddhist chants around the monk began to reverberate uncontrollably in the small Zen room. Invisibly, the sound of the monk's Zen chanting sounded.
Seeing this scene, Xie Heng knew that this was an epiphany for the honest monk.
In the blink of an eye, the Buddhist charm in Kongchan Buddha became purer and purer, and his Taoist heart seemed to become more crystal clear.
Seeing this, Zhiren Bodhisattva on the side also showed a hint of relief on his face.
"Little friend Xie Heng, would you like to join the poor monk and enjoy the beautiful sunrise at the Golden Summit of Emei?"
Zhiren Bodhisattva turned to Xie Heng and smiled.
Xie Heng understood that Bodhisattva Zhiren wanted to give his disciples a quiet place to meditate.
"It is my honor for my juniors to follow the Bodhisattva to enjoy the sunrise on this golden dome."
"please."
Xie Heng made a gesture of invitation.
The Golden Crow rises in the east, and the dazzling golden light fills the entire Jinding Cave, and at the same time illuminates the vast world.
It can be said that the sky rooster calls out to each other, and the dawn glow rises, and the shadows are shrouded in light to let the rising sun rise. The sunrise is noisy and no one is idle, and the night comes and the scenery is unparalleled.
The early morning bells came from nowhere, and along with the golden auspicious clouds in front of him, the resentment in Xie Heng's heart began to slowly dissipate.
"A flash of light can last a thousand years."
Looking at the rising sun, Zhiren Bodhisattva couldn't help but sigh.
"Thinking of the disaster that happened ten thousand years ago always lingers in the mind of the poor monk. Over the years, the poor monk has been thinking, where did my generation of Qi warriors come from?"
Seeing Xie Heng's silence, Bodhisattva Zhiren didn't care at all. He smiled calmly and said:
"One hundred thousand years have passed since ancient times, and now the human world has also changed."
When Xie Heng heard this, his heart moved, and he kept thinking about what Bodhisattva Zhiren meant by his words.
"Excuse me, Bodhisattva, why did you seal the rat cang instead of killing it directly?"
Hearing this, Zhiren Bodhisattva ignored Xie Heng's question and asked with a smile:
"Little friend, there should be a trace of human luck in your chaotic sea of consciousness, right?"
Hearing this, Xie Heng was immediately shocked. When he turned to look at Bodhisattva Zhiren's eyes like a deep pool, his heart suddenly calmed down.
I think it should have been discovered by Bodhisattva Zhiren when he was healing himself. When he thought of this, Xie Heng immediately replied readily:
"The Bodhisattva's wisdom is true."
Then Xie Heng asked with some confusion:
"What does this have to do with Shu Cang being sealed?"
"Hahaha, it doesn't have anything to do with it. Don't worry, little friend."
Zhiren Bodhisattva said frankly with a smile.
"My little friends, do you know what luck is?"
Xie Heng didn't realize why Bodhisattva Zhiren suddenly said such words. He just waited quietly.
Seeing Xie Heng standing aside without saying a word, Bodhisattva Zhiren didn't take it seriously. He chuckled and said slowly:
"The way of heaven is elusive, and destiny is difficult to determine. Since the beginning of chaos and the formation of the wild world, there has been a theory of luck between heaven and earth. However, the way of luck is too elusive and difficult to predict. Countless sages have continued to pursue and explore it.
There have been some modest achievements.”
"The destiny of a living being is like a drop of water in the long river of destiny. The accumulation of soil forms a mountain and the accumulation of water forms an abyss. The intersection of destiny is the burden of cause and effect. The retribution of cause and effect is even more unfavorable. Under the interaction of heaven and earth, destiny is naturally formed.
If one were to use human power to control and control luck, for countless years, there would only be very few."
Glancing at Xie Heng, Bodhisattva Zhiren continued.
"Do you know that when the Rat Cang was raging in Western Shu, the reaction of the human race's luck was so violent?"
Speaking of this, Bodhisattva Zhiren seemed to recall the shocking scene that year, and was filled with emotion.
"Back when Shu Cang was wreaking havoc in Western Shu, my master and senior Taiqing were puzzled when they saw no reaction from the world. However, Taiqing Patriarch was still planning to kill Shu Cang directly in Shu Mountain."
Having said this, Bodhisattva Zhiren also paused slightly.
"However, just when Senior Taiqing was about to take action, a big change suddenly occurred in the wilderness."
"I don't know why, but that time, maybe because of the human destiny in the wilderness, a huge golden dragon of destiny covered almost the entire Dongsheng Divine Continent."
"At that time, when the Luck Golden Dragon appeared, the entire world of immortality was shaken."
Bodhisattva Zhiren spoke slowly, as if he was remembering something.
"Sadly, the Luck Golden Dragon only seriously injured Shu Cang, who had just recovered his cultivation, and then suddenly dissipated."
Hearing this, Xie Heng recalled the scene when he fought against Shu Cang, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart. He subconsciously asked:
"Bodhisattva, the golden dragon of luck that covers an entire continent only injured Rat Cang? This, it can't be so weak, right?"
Zhiren Bodhisattva glanced at Xie Heng, as if sighing.
"Yes, my little friend's question was also a question asked by my master and senior Taiqing back then. It is also a question asked by everyone in the world of immortality."
Seeing that Xie Heng still wanted to ask questions, Zhiren Bodhisattva did not want to dwell too much on this issue and said to himself.
"After experiencing the fate of humanity, the entire world of immortal cultivation has turned its attention to Xishu, and at the same time, it has also paid attention to Shu Cang who is still alive."
"Back then, Senior Taiqing wanted to kill Shu Cang, but was eventually blocked by the demon clan, and the two sides reached a deadlock."
"In the end, Senior Taiqing had no choice but to arrange for his disciple, Taoist Brother Changmei, to fight Shu Cang, hoping to kill him directly."
"Shu Cang is an ancient beast. Taoist Brother Changmei used all his strength to suppress it in Shu Mountain and was unable to kill it."
Speaking of this, Zhiren Bodhisattva was also filled with emotion.
"Back then, the poor monk was unable to lend a helping hand to Brother Mei because of his low cultivation. It is a pity."
"I see. This junior understands."
After understanding the ins and outs of the matter, Xie Heng had nowhere to vent the frustration in his heart. He couldn't help but responded with a dull voice.
Seeing that Xie Heng seemed to be in a daze, he smiled lightly and suddenly said:
"Little friend, don't worry. Since that Shu Cang was injured by your true sun fire and has been sealed for ten thousand years, he must be extremely weak. What's more, now that the disciples of the three religions have begun to walk in the wilderness, that Shu Cang has already
It’s the end of the road.”
"Even the demon clan may not protect him again."
Hearing this, Xie Heng was horrified. Thinking of Nangong Lingyue he had met before, he couldn't help but ask:
"Bodhisattva, are you saying that disciples of the three religions are now walking in the wilderness? Aren't they afraid that the fate of the world will fluctuate violently again?"
After hearing such a question, Zhiren Bodhisattva looked at Xie Heng in front of him and said with emotion:
"Actually, when the Luck Golden Dragon failed to kill Shu Cang, the world of immortal cultivators already understood that this world is no longer the world of ancient times."
"Otherwise, there would not have been the great war five thousand years ago."
"The great war five thousand years ago?"
Hearing this, Zhiren Bodhisattva paused slightly and said calmly:
"You don't need to pay attention to this matter. It's not the time for you to know it yet. When the time comes, you will know it naturally."
I don't know what he thought of, but Zhiren Bodhisattva seemed to become frowning. He turned to look at Xie Heng and asked:
"My little friend, now that the Emperor of Heaven has passed away, the world is about to be turbulent, and there will be countless people like mice in the future. What do you want, little friend?"
"A storm is coming?"
Xie Heng murmured.
Bodhisattva Zhiren nodded lightly and said frankly:
"Now that humanity's destiny is declining, not only the two religions of Taoism and Buddhism, but also the demon religion and demon clan, the world will be unbearable to disturb them."
"My little friend, I don't know what you want to do?"