Journey to the West: Asking the Heavens

Chapter 556 Resurrection
More than a hundred years ago, Lu Da was just a small trooper of the Liuhe Escort.

On that day, in the bodyguard bureau, blood flowed like a river, and he was the only one left alive. If it wasn't for that young man in green clothes who rescued him, carefully trained him in martial arts, and gave him the opportunity to fight against many strange people, today Today, where did Thrushcross Villa come from, and where did Yixinjian Mr. Lu Da come from?

The grace of teaching is unforgettable forever. More than a hundred years have passed, and even my beloved wife has already turned into a pile of loess. In today's Luda, the only concern in my heart is the master in this temple besides the sword.

"Master, Ping Zhi sees you!"

Lu Da kowtowed again, and his tone was full of bitterness. Back then, he left Mo Yuan alone and wandered the rivers and lakes. He did not know how many dangers he had to go through before he finally became a dharma body. How much Lu Da longed for Mo Yuan when he was facing those difficulties and obstacles. Yuan Neng appeared in front of him.

"Fool, why do you have to act like this?"

Mo Yuan in the Sutra Pavilion sighed again, stretched out his hand, and a stream of mana spread out, leading Lu Da into the Sutra Pavilion.

"Master!"

Looking at the white-browed old monk in front of him, Lu Da didn't dare to recognize him, but his intuition told him that the person in front of him was his master. He wanted to worship again, but Mo Yuan stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Pingzhi, when I accepted you as an apprentice, I never said that our sect has so many customs." Mo Yuan laughed.

With Mo Yuan's eyesight, it is natural to see Lu Da's true cultivation at a glance. He is already a dharma body at the level of a fairy, and he even has a little glimpse of the legendary realm.

The road is still the original road, the sword with one heart, the one who is extremely emotional is the sword, the one who uses emotion is single-minded, and the sword is also dedicated, breaking the past, never the future, the way of swords is only in this life, the road of the land is He chose it himself.

For this disciple, Mo Yuan is satisfied, even more satisfied than Ye Fan.

This disciple found his own way when he was still an enlightened monk. You must know that many heavenly and golden immortals are trapped here, and his future is bound to be limitless. In the end, there may not be no chance. With the long sword in his hand, he can blaze a path of Dao fruit and completely transcend this world!

Mo Yuan refused to let him kneel, and Lu Da did not force him. He just looked at Mo Yuan's face carefully and said, "Master, you old man said at the beginning that your fate with your disciples is over, so you want to come to Shaolin to become a monk? What are you?" What happened, are those powerful forces forcing you?!"

In these years, Lu Da has never looked for Mo Yuan, because he knows that with Mo Yuan's power, what he is playing is those legendary gods and demons, those great figures whose cultivation base is above the legendary realm, He can't help.

So he devoted himself to cultivating in the sword hut, so that one day he could stand by Mo Yuan's side and help him.

"No one forced me."

Mo Yuan smiled and said: "Pingzhi, you are much older, but you are also much more stable than before. I am very happy to see you."

"Master, you...you are also much older..." Lu Pingzhi said with emotion.

Mo Yuan, dressed as an old monk, is much older than Lu Daxian.

Hearing this, Mo Yuan smiled again, but did not explain, he said: "I know everything about you, Pingzhi, I was going to tell you about it when I leave in the future, but since you I came to the door, so I will tell you today, do you miss your dead wife and want her to come back?"

"Master!"

Hearing these words suddenly, Lu Da Jianxin, who has been cultivating for more than a hundred years, was shocked. He looked at Mo Yuan in disbelief and said, "You mean... you mean you can... "

When it came to the end, he was speechless, but looked forward and longing, hoping that Mo Yuan could give him an affirmative answer.

"Exactly, if you think so, I will bring her back to life and reunite you two." Mo Yuan affirmed.

Really...it's true!

In Lu Da's heart, he was ecstatic for a moment. The people he cared about the most in his life were only two people. Now that his dead wife was saved, how could he not be happy?
Master is still Master!

Thinking back to the scene where Mo Yuan took him to the Buddhist world of Lingshan in the Six Paths of Reincarnation Square, defeated the demon Buddha Ananda, and beheaded Taoist Lu Ya, he felt inexplicable in his heart.

But when Mo Yuan stretched out his hand, a small pitch-black seal appeared, it was the reincarnation seal obtained from Ananda!
This treasure seal was transformed by Empress Houtu. It is very mysterious, and it is equivalent to the six reincarnations in the great world of Journey to the West. It is just an easy task to bring the dead back to life.

What's more, although Mo Yuan has retreated to understand the real fire of the sun these years, he is not closed to death. He still has a sliver of energy to pay attention to his beloved disciple. The soul of the woman has long been recorded, but she has not been reincarnated. .

The reason why she didn't save her right away was because, without this incident, how would Lu Da become a real Yixinjian?
Although he was naturally resolute and wise, he had to go through the pain of parting from lust and desire to turn all the deep lovesickness and nostalgia into kendo merits and achieve the true one-hearted sword.

Mo Yuan stretched out his hand slightly, and on the small dark seal, the law of reincarnation circulated, and an indescribable mysterious aura was revealed. The next moment, a beautiful woman with a gentle temperament appeared in the scripture storage pavilion.

"This... where is this?"

The woman seemed to be waking up from a big dream, holding her forehead with a confused face, she just felt dizzy and didn't know where she was in front of her.

At this moment, she only felt that she had fallen into a warm embrace, and a familiar and kind voice called out: "Madam..."

This is!

The woman woke up in an instant, looked up, and saw that in front of her was an old man with gray hair and haggard appearance, but there was still a few traces of the original expression in the facial features.

"Husband! It's you, I'm not dead!" the woman said in amazement, her tone full of joy.

"You are not dead, and with me here, no one can kill you again."

Regardless of Mo Yuan's presence, Lu Da hugged the woman tightly, and the pure place of the Buddhist scripture pavilion suddenly filled with a certain sour smell.

After a long while, Lu Da and the woman came to their senses and separated from each other.

Lu Da said embarrassingly: "Master, this disciple can't help himself for a while, but I made you laugh at me, Master."

"Master."

The woman surnamed Ye also bowed gracefully and had an elegant demeanor. She had a deep love with Lu Da, so she naturally knew about Lu Da's past.

"It doesn't matter, your husband and wife have been separated for many years, and it is reasonable to have such a gaffe."

Mo Yuan nodded and said, "Pingzhi, now that you have seen him, and your wife has been found, it's time to go."

"Master, are you trying to kick me out?" Lu Da asked with a look of disbelief.

"You and your wife can go back to Huamei Mountain Villa to live a good life. If you encounter difficulties in cultivation, you can come to me at any time. It's not that I forbid you to come." Mo Yuan smiled.

When Lu Da heard the words, this is the one who turned his worries into joy, with a cheerful expression on his face...

(End of this chapter)