Udanhua rushed back to the Demon Mountain in anger. The extremely low air pressure around her frightened all the demon envoys to kneel on the ground, not daring to make a sound.
"Let Cuiguo come and see me!" Youtanhua said coldly.
After a while, Cuiguo hurried over, looking at Youtanhua with the same regret as in the daytime.
"Let me investigate and find out the details of the nun who came to Futan Temple today." Utanhua ordered.
Cuiguo didn't know why, so Youtanhua told Cuiguo exactly what happened in Futan Temple today.
Cui Guo muttered: "Lord, since you have decided to defend the formation with your body, why do you care who is around Master Mu? If this nun is really the cause and effect that Master Mu needs to repay in this life, her appearance will not just help Mu.
Has the Zen master attained true enlightenment through cultivation?"
Youtanhua was silent for a moment and said: "She is not even a living person. A living person without cultivation, how can she not have any inner demons at all?"
"What if, like Master Mu, she is a daughter of destiny, born pure?" Cuiguo couldn't bear to wake up Utanhua.
Youtanhua shook his head, with a serious expression: "My intuition is not wrong, not to mention that the birthmark on her chest was obviously engraved the day after tomorrow. She may be able to hide it from others, but she cannot hide it from me. This person's cultivation level may not be the same as mine.
If you look alike, you may have already cultivated into a Bodhisattva."
Cui Guo raised his head in shock and said in disbelief: "How is it possible? If Nanyang was so powerful, Demon Emperor Lou Ying would not have been able to act so tyrannically that the people would not be able to survive."
Youtanhua frowned, feeling very uneasy when she thought that someone with a similar level of cultivation as her was plotting against Mu Fusheng with ulterior motives, and that she would be gone soon.
She said solemnly: "Go and check quickly. If you have any news, report it to me immediately. I have to keep an eye on the situation in the back mountain at all times. At this juncture, nothing can happen to Mu Fusheng!"
Cui Guo accepted the order and retreated.
In the cold dormitory, Youtanhua stepped on the ground with her bare feet. Everything was back to before she met Mu Fusheng. She had spent thousands of such nights alone.
But at this moment, she felt a little bit unaccustomed to it, and she always felt that something was missing.
It is difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. When did she start to covet the warmth around her?
Through the window, she saw the demonic energy running wildly in the formation at the back of the mountain, constantly impacting the formation, while a dim light was shining on the Futan Temple at the foot of the mountain, making it vaguely shadowy.
Mu Fusheng, Mu Fusheng, if you are here to repay karma in this life, what about me?
Why was this deity born with demonic blood? What on earth do I live for in this life?
Thinking of this, Udanhua suddenly felt that being burned alive as a child might be a kind of relief, and he would not have to go through all kinds of difficulties and dangers to find a vanishing ending for himself.
In Futan Temple, Mu Fusheng has already rescued Lingyu. Fortunately, the knife edge was not deep enough and it has been repaired, but the person is not awake yet.
Mu Fusheng was meditating and chanting sutras with his back to Lingyu for a long time, when Lingyu slowly woke up behind him.
She looked at the wound on her chest. Although there was still blood stains, the skin and flesh were intact as before, and the collar was neatly wrapped. She inadvertently curled up her lips and said to herself: "It seems that the Buddha also
It’s not necessarily that the four elements are all in vain, but he is also very sympathetic to me.”
So, she frowned, seeming to endure the pain, and weakly stretched out her arm to pull Mu Fusheng's sleeve.
Mu Fusheng noticed the movements of the person behind him, and suddenly stepped away, stood up and stood a foot away from Lingyu, and Lingyu did not even touch the corner of Mu Fusheng's clothes.
Mu Fusheng clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, Master, you are fine now. You should take a good rest and don't seek short-sightedness again."
Lingyu frowned and said aggrievedly: "Since Zen Master Mu rescued the poor nun and stayed by his side until the poor nun woke up, it shows that the Zen Master cares about the poor nun and why he keeps a distance from the poor nun.
"
"Amitabha, please forgive me for my sins. I just don't want my master to be too obsessed with the things of my past life and waste my life. Master is fine now, so I will leave."
After saying that, Mu Fusheng turned around and left.
Lingyu suddenly wailed and covered her heart: "Zen master, wait a minute, the nun's chest still hurts a lot. Zen master, come quickly and let the nun have another look."
Mu Fusheng's footsteps did not stop, but he just said: "The young monk is not a doctor. As for how to relieve pain, the young monk does not know."
Ao You laughed in Mu Fusheng's sleeve and said, "Mu Fusheng really loves you. You will lose your relationship with women if you act like this."
Seeing that Mu Fusheng was determined to walk further and further away, Lingyu said angrily: "Mu Fusheng, what do you mean? Are you going to ignore the mark on my chest? This is what you left in your previous life, aren't you going to take responsibility?"
Mu Fusheng stopped, stood with his back to Lingyu, and asked flatly: "Not to mention whether this mark was left by the young monk in his previous life, even if it was, how does the master want the young monk to be responsible? The Buddha's light of this mark
Although he and the young monk come from the same lineage, the current cultivation level of the young monk cannot be transformed."