The surrounding crowd was also shocked by the sudden outbreak of fighting. However, they did not look at the Buddhist cultivators who were knocked away. Instead, they looked at the broken-armed Buddhist cultivator. Most of their faces were filled with shock.
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They couldn't believe that such an inconspicuous figure with a broken arm was actually a hidden master. He could easily defeat several high-level Emperor-level figures just by sitting there. His strength was simply terrifying.
"What happened just now?" someone asked.
"If you don't succeed in seeking the truth, you will be taught a lesson instead." Some insiders explained in a low voice.
They witnessed what happened. The figure with the broken arm had already refused twice, but those people didn't listen at all. They even wanted to take the figure with the broken arm. They never thought that the gap in strength between them was so huge.
He couldn't even bear the opponent's palm, and he still wanted to use force. It was simply ridiculous.
"Who is that figure with the broken arm?" someone else asked. Such a terrifying figure must be quite famous.
However, no one responded to the man's words, and no one knew the origin of the figure with the broken arm, as if, as he said before, he was just one of the many living beings, nameless and nameless.
"Ahem." The repelled Buddhist cultivators kept coughing out blood from their mouths. They got up from the ground and looked at the broken-arm figure who was still sitting there quietly. Their eyes were full of fear. Not only were they proficient in
Is the power of Buddhism so terrifying?
"Let's go!" one person said, and then several people left here in embarrassment.
The crowd around them glanced meaningfully at the figure with the broken arm, and then dispersed one after another. What happened just now was just a small episode for them. Although Nanxiao City was peaceful, it did not mean that there would be no fights. As long as there were people.
If there is a place, contention cannot be avoided.
Qin Xuan's eyes flickered, he lifted his steps and walked in a certain direction. After a moment, he stood in front of the figure with a broken arm.
With the strength of the figure with a broken arm, he naturally sensed Qin Xuan's presence, but he did not react at all. He lowered his head slightly, as if he was asleep.
But Qin Xuan did not disturb the figure with the broken arm. He also sat down without saying a word, making people wonder what he wanted to do.
The two of them sat like this. After an unknown amount of time, the figure with a broken arm suddenly said, "What are you doing here?"
"Same as those people just now, seeking enlightenment." Qin Xuan responded.
"Since you are seeking the truth, why don't you speak?" the figure with the broken arm asked again.
"Seeking the Tao lies in the heart. If the senior is willing to preach, he will naturally do so. If the senior is not willing, I will end up like those people just now, so why bother to speak?" Qin Xuan asked in return.
After hearing Qin Xuan's answer, the figure with the broken arm was silent for a moment, and then said: "Everyone wants to cultivate a different way. You can't cultivate my way, so let's go."
"Senior's way is to understand the sufferings of the world. This way is indeed beyond the reach of human beings. I, the younger generation, think that I can't even practice it." Qin Xuan nodded. He has been practicing all the way to this day. Although he has experienced many hardships and has been on the border of life and death several times.
He struggled, but if he was asked to practice the way of the broken-arm figure, he couldn't do it.
At least, he could not cut off the love between his children. He had parents, wife, friends, and teachers, all of which he could not let go of, and the way of the broken-arm figure must cut off all earthly ties.
The figure with the broken arm was staring at Qin Xuan, seemingly a little surprised by Qin Xuan's answer, and then he asked: "Since you know you can't repair it, why are you sitting here?"
"Although it is impossible to cultivate it, there are three thousand avenues in the world, but they all lead to the same destination. I would like to ask my seniors how they feel now that they have cultivated this path. Have their Taoist hearts ever been shaken?" Qin Xuan looked at the figure with a broken arm and asked, this is
When he met the ascetic for the first time, he was very curious about how he persisted.
Upon hearing Qin Xuan's question, the broken-armed figure fell silent again, this time for longer.
It seemed that Qin Xuan's question stumped him.
"There are many hardships in a person's life. Face them with a smile, don't complain, be leisurely, follow your heart, follow your will, and follow the fate. All you have to do is wait for the time when the flower blooms a hundred years later." The figure with the broken arm suddenly spoke out a voice.
It has become much gentler than before.
It seemed as if these words were not only an answer to Qin Xuan's question, but also an answer to his true heart.
Qin Xuan's eyes showed a hint of thoughtfulness. He could understand the first part, but the last two sentences were very profound and made him very confused.
He couldn't help but look at the figure with the broken arm and asked: "After a hundred years, what is the explanation for the time when that flower blooms?"
"A hundred years is just a virtual reference. It may be ten years, or it may be ten thousand years. As for that flower, it refers to the flower of the avenue." The figure with a broken arm responded.
After the explanation from the figure with a severed arm, Qin Xuan suddenly understood.
No matter how difficult and bumpy life is, as long as you face everything with a smile, let go of your inner worries and troubles, and let nature take its course, then sooner or later, the flower of the avenue will bloom for you.
This is the Tao that the figure with the broken arm believes in, and it is also the strength that supports him to persevere.
Qin Xuan looked at the figure with the broken arm, and a hint of admiration suddenly arose in his heart.
With his strength, he would have been able to regenerate a broken arm long ago, but he did not do so. He was willing to face the world like this. It can be seen that his state of mind has reached a state of detachment, with no desires and demands, and does not care about what the world thinks of him.
From his point of view, he only pursues the freedom of his own mind.
"Senior's state of mind is extraordinary, and I am admired by this junior." Qin Xuan cupped his hands towards the figure with the broken arm and said, such an extraordinary person is indeed worthy of respect.
"The donor has given too much praise. Being extraordinary is easier said than done." The figure with the broken arm smiled bitterly. Although he has been adhering to his own way, he has not yet been able to understand it. This shows that he has never been able to achieve true extraordinaryness in his heart.
Qin Xuan's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and he seemed to be able to understand the thoughts in the heart of the broken-armed figure. He smiled and said: "I believe that seniors will be able to make Dao flowers bloom one day!"
"Let the Dao flowers bloom?" the figure with the broken arm murmured to himself. There seemed to be a ray of light shining out of his turbid eyes. Then he looked up at Qin Xuan and said, "I'm borrowing the benefactor's good words."
"Master, continue your practice." Qin Xuan said goodbye to the figure with the broken arm, then stood up and left. After a conversation with this person, he learned a lot.
The figure with the broken arm looked at Qin Xuan's leaving back, as if there was an unfathomable meaning in his eyes. After a while, he stood up and then disappeared into the crowd without knowing where he was going.