Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 103
Standing by the side without saying a word, Fa Xiang suddenly took a step forward and stretched out his hand and said, "Junior Brother Mo has invited you. Master has said everything he needs to say as an old man. Next, the little monk will take Junior Brother Mo to visit Tianyin Temple." Bar."

Mo Yuan remained motionless, staring blankly at the old monk with kind brows and kind eyes, full of peace, but his eyes became more and more sharp.

He originally thought it was Puzhi who died, but he brought the news of Cangsong. Facing the questioning of Daoxuan Daoxuan of Qingyun sect, this old monk would confess the whole thing just like Zhang Xiaofan did. He never thought that this Puhong The divine monk actually only said that Pu Zhi was dead, but didn't say a word, it was clear that he wanted to take Tianyin Temple out of this matter.

That's right, Qingyun Sect only claimed to the outside world that Master Cangsong was insane and sat in the ancestor's ancestral hall, and Tianyin Temple was also a thousand-year-old giant sect, so how could he bear the reputation of massacring innocent people? Naturally, the death disappeared.

Even in the original book, the monks of Tianyin Temple also confessed the whole thing when Uncle Wang mistook Pukong for Puzhi and yelled that there was a ghost, but Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu realized that something was wrong.

As for treating Zhang Xiaofan kindly after many years, I don't know how much it depends on his status and cultivation, and how much he wants to include him in the temple to add to his heritage, similar to the one in the martial arts world where Shaolin Temple likes to take in a group of villains with high martial arts and promote it "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately" What's the difference?
Otherwise, why didn't they communicate with Qingyun's people at the first time, let's not talk about bringing Zhang Xiaofan into the temple, even if the Blood-devouring Orb is destroyed, there will be no tragedy in the future.

Mo Yuan looked at the Faxiang monk who was full of gods and handsome eyes, and his bearing was as straight as an Arhat living in the world, and then looked at the white-browed old monk who closed his eyes and meditated without saying a word, like a Buddha, his eyes gradually became contemptuous, and the corners of his mouth He also put on a disdainful smile.

He said: "Master Puhong, not long ago, my disciples read a script in the secular world. It was about the abbot of a temple who committed adultery and killing when he was young, but for the sake of the temple's reputation, he kept his expression on his face." , trying to act as if nothing happened, and watching helplessly the people he harmed caused disaster to the world."

"In the end, under the witness of all the people in the world, the matter was exposed. The abbot took his own Zen stick and died. The temple's reputation was ruined, but the monks in the temple closed the temple for a hundred years. After a hundred years, it became a very famous temple in the world. Everyone Forget the past and only remember the present.”

"The disciple dares to ask the master, is this behavior right or wrong?!"

When it came to the last sentence, Mo Yuan was already yelling.

"Presumptuous! Brother Mo, how dare you be so rude to my master. Today, for the sake of the Qingyun Sect, I don't care about you, please ask Brother Mo to go down the mountain with me!" Faxiang shouted with an angry face.

Mo Yuan ignored him, but continued to Puhong: "I don't know what the master thought his disciple said, that the abbot refused to admit his mistakes in order to enhance the reputation of the temple, is it right or wrong? The monks of the Manchu Temple closed the mountain for a hundred years , Waiting for the world to forget, and then come out to become a Buddha and a ancestor, is it right or wrong!"

"Junior Brother Mo, you have gone too far. I have no choice but to invite you down the mountain!"

The golden light shone all over Faxiang's body. While speaking, one of his palms was already on Mo Yuan's shoulder, and the power of Dafan Prajna, which had been cultivated for hundreds of years, had been gathered in his palm. He stretched out his hand with all his strength, as if to Arrest Mo Yuan and take him out of the main hall.

However, when he mentioned it, he felt that what he was grasping was not a person, but a majestic and towering Mount Sumeru, which did not move at all, without any reaction.

Mo Yuan glanced at him indifferently, and snorted coldly, the magic power of Taiji Xuanqing Dao surged, and with a slight shock, the Dharma figure felt an irresistible force suddenly transmitted from the palm of his hand to the whole body, the magic power was extremely pure , it was not something that the Dafan Prajna mana he cultivated in his body could resist. He felt like he was struck by lightning, and he couldn't stand anymore.

The monk Faxiang's cultivation is as high as the sky, that is, the eighth level of the Jade Qing Realm. How can he compete with Mo Yuan, who has already ascended to the fourth level of the Qing Realm?If he was fighting spells, he might still be able to fight for a few rounds, but if he was fighting for mana, he would be overestimating his capabilities.

Mo Yuan didn't even look at the injured Faxiang monk on the ground, but then said to Puhong, "Master, please give me some advice!"

"Amitabha!"

Puhong chanted the Buddha's name for a long time, sighed, and then said: "The name is also empty, and the profit is also empty. The dead are dead. The monks don't tell lies. Every word that the old monk said is true. Why bother the little benefactor?" Aggressive, asking again and again?"

"The monks don't tell lies, well, what the master said is really good, but the master didn't say anything other than telling his disciples that Pu Zhi Shenshen died. I don't know how much he has concealed in the process, so the master has nothing to say to me? "

Mo Yuan's voice was cold, and the humility when he never came back was quite aggressive, he said: "I forgot to tell the master, I am the seventh disciple under the head of Dazhu Peak, Tian Buyi, and the master respects him. I have taken in eight disciples, the eighth and the youngest one is Zhang Xiaofan, an orphan of Caomiao Village. I went up the mountain this time to ask questions for the head master and the younger junior brother. Master really has nothing to say? ?”

As soon as Zhang Xiaofan said these three words, Puhong's body suddenly trembled. He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Faxiang lying on the ground, and then at Mo Yuan who was asking questions indifferently. There was a hint of struggle.

But he was silent for a while, his face returned to normal, he said: "The little benefactor's question is after all a story, it can't be true, and the old monk has no way of judging it, but that Zhang Xiaofan, the benefactor Zhang, Puzhi Junior Brother, mentioned it to the old monk before he died. Tell him he's a poor man."

"Okay, master, my junior brother has a group of senior brothers and sisters and my master and wife to take care of him. Whether his life is hard or not, he doesn't need to worry about it. On the contrary, it is the master who only cares about Tianyin Temple and doesn't care about others. Is it possible to destroy the village?" Is Qing Yunmen responsible for such a tragedy, and the notoriety?" Mo Yuan asked loudly.

"How can you talk like this? Our Tianyin Temple and Qingyunmen have been together for thousands of years. If you spread such slander to the ears of Master Daoxuan, wouldn't he ask about your crime?" Although the monk Faxiang knew that he was no match for Mo Yuan, He didn't dare to do it again, but he still uttered threats.

"Master Daoxuan, you asked a good question!"

Mo Yuan sneered, and said: "Cangsong has already revealed everything in front of the tablet of Patriarch Qingyun in the Patriarch's Ancestral Hall. Uncle Daoxuan was concerned about the friendship between the two factions, so he just sent me to verify it. Prevarication and perfunctory, actually intending to impose thousands of crimes on my Qingyun sect, since this is the case, then I will not ask, so I will go back to the mountain to report to Uncle Daoxuan, but in the future, Uncle Daoxuan will personally mention Zhu Xian When Gu Jian goes down the mountain to seek justice for hundreds of innocent lives in Caomiao Village, your temple should not regret it!"

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(End of this chapter)