Fu Canglu

Chapter 217 Crime and Punishment

The voice of the old owner of Hidden Valley fell.

Xuan Shangyu's body under the purple robe trembled slightly.

"You meddled in the conquest of the Northern Wei Dynasty, which led to Kuchan personally acting, sealing your cultivation, and even blocking your hope of cultivating the soul. Until his death, he thought that what he did was the right thing to do. "

Bitter Zen
Xuan Shangyu was a little dazed when he heard this familiar name.

Master Wangguishan Kuchan is his master whose kindness is as heavy as a mountain.

It was also he who personally sealed his path of cultivation.

The old owner of Yin Valley smiled and said: "I am blind, but I can see some things more clearly than most people. Your master is bitter."

"enough."

Xuan Shangyu took a deep breath, raised his head, and stamped his feet slightly.

The thin sword at the waist was unsheathed by itself, suspended three feet, and under the control of the vast soul power, it came out with a clang.

The voice of the old valley owner of Yin Valley came to an end in summer.

A streak of blood flowed from the tip of his brow.

The three-foot rapier stopped a foot in front of his eyebrows, but he refused to enter again.

"As expected of the 800 years of Buddhism, he has been hailed as the person with the most amazing talent in practice after the demon monk." The owner of the hidden valley praised slightly, and said sincerely: "The practice time is so short, and he has already entered the eighth state of the soul sage realm. , you are truly the proud son of heaven. It's a pity that if you don't practice the art of nine streams, but practice Yuanli, maybe the second Nanhai Tao Wuque will come out."

The purple-robed great master ignored the owner of the hidden valley, but was about to leave here.

He turned the sword boat and faced the Wanzhang Water Tower.

There is a seal between the eyebrows like blood.

The place was completely red, sealing his spirit tightly.

Xuan Shangyu slowly raised a finger and released the master's seal by an inch.

The monstrous soul power is surging.

The Shuizhang Water Tower exploded.

The owner of Hidden Valley didn't stop him, but when the sword boat turned around and was about to leave, he said calmly: "I traveled the world and found a ray of the Tantuo spirit of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva."

Then the purple-robed figure who was about to leave suddenly froze.

Xuan Shangyu turned the sword boat and stared at the old man with cloudy eyes sitting cross-legged on the dragon's head.

The owner of Hidden Valley laughed softly: "So, make a deal?"

The purple-robed Great Master said in a deep voice, "What do you want?"

The owner of the hidden valley smiled and said: "This ray of the spirit of Tan Tuo Bodhisattva can extend the life of your junior brother, and even send a real hope of death and rebirth to the Buddhist sects in the world. And I What I want is very simple, and it is nothing compared to this gift."

"You should know that I have descendants in both Qi, Liang and Northern Wei." The old man in linen smiled and said, "One is the second prince of Qi and Liang, the Xiao family commoner, and the other is Chen Wanjuan, the heir of your Northern Wei champion. These two are amazing figures who ride the wind and waves, and I have taught half of Confucianism and Taoism to each other, and made half of the successors."

The purple-robed great national teacher was silent for a while, raised his head, and looked at the old man: "Old man, your heart is a little too big, right?"

The owner of Yingu shook his head and said with a smile: "My days are numbered. There is only one person in Yingu's first life, but a person is also a person. There must be someone who can finish reading the nine volumes of Yingu. I am not like the sword master. He You can choose Ye Xiaolou who is pleasing to the eye at will, and leave the sword mound to him if you don’t talk about other things, just read the fate method; Yingu is not like Yincheng. Unreservedly teach swordsmanship."

"I originally thought that the Northern Wei Dynasty had the Ukishi Seal, and Qi Liang had the Cangsheng Seal. After 16 years, Chen and Xiao are almost certain seal holders. One day, dragons and pythons will swallow each other. If one person dies and disappears, the other will become famous. It can be regarded as leaving a legacy for me in Yingu, and it is not in vain for me to follow a thousand miles."

The old man in sackcloth suddenly smiled and said, "Maybe it's a trick of good fortune. Now I have found the disciple who can really inherit the mantle of Yingu."

The purple-robed great master frowned slightly.

"He can definitely take on Yingu's burden." The old man in Maiyi Yingu said softly, "Speaking of which, don't you understand?"

The purple-robed master narrowed his eyes slightly.

"I want you to sing a play. The process of the play is fine, but the ending cannot be changed."

"The Floating World Seal and the Cangsheng Seal can be broken, but Chen Wanjuan and Xiao Buyi, they cannot die in each other's hands." The owner of the hidden valley said softly: "After my disciple enters the world, he will find the world's most monstrous Chen Wanjuan and Xiao Buyi, they are the heirs of the orthodox Confucianism and the successors of Yingu Confucianism, even if they want to die, they can only die at the hands of my disciples."

"Is this asking for trouble?" The purple-robed master sneered and said, "There is only one owner in the first nine volumes of Yingu. You gave them half of the Confucian volume and want to take it back. Confucianism can only wait for your disciple to kill one by one." In this world, splashing water is easy, but controlling water is difficult. I can't do this."

"Of course I know you can't do it." The owner of the hidden valley smiled and said, "I just want you to bring the Ukishi Seal of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Cangsheng Seal of Qi Liang together. We only need to get together once."

The purple-robed master squinted his eyes, and continued: "The Ukiyo Seal of the Northern Wei Dynasty and the Cangsheng Seal of Qi Liang are the important weapons of the two countries, and each of them does not leave the city of Lanling in Luoyang. It's fate. I can't even do this."

The owner of Hidden Valley smiled, and an ancient scroll slipped out of the linen sleeves.

"There are things you can do."

The old man threw out the ancient scroll.

The purple-robed Great Master caught it expressionlessly.

"Buddhism. Sansheng Jue?"

Xuanshang Yuxu narrowed his eyes and said softly: "What do you mean?"

The owner of Hidden Valley smiled and read a few words from his mouth.

"Sansheng Jue Six Paths Revolving Buddha's Remains Burned the City"

A ray of light came.

getting brighter.

getting brighter.

The purple-robed Great Master pursed his lips tightly.

The clue in his mind was instantly opened up, leading to the future.

Transparent.

"This matter is feasible." Hidden Valley Valley Master smiled softly: "There are some slightly uncontrollable factors, but the final outcome is doomed."

He took the ancient scroll and said softly, "Give him that wisp of Tantu's spirit."

Satisfied with the attitude of the purple-robed man, the old man raised his sleeves, and a ray of soft light floated out, floating slowly in the mist on the river, landing between the eyebrows of the man on the Dragon King Snake Letter, and then falling slowly, Apply between eyebrows.

"Xuan Shangyu, you originally wanted to send this bodhi plant to the bottom of the Qi River, so that the true luck of Buddhism can avoid the capture of this world, and leave a clean place for Buddhism." Watching the fusion of the spirit of Tantuo Ksitigarbha and the white-robed man, he said casually: "But if this Bodhi plant will bloom and bear fruit in Luoyang one day, and spread the Buddha's affinity to the whole world, why should Buddhism hide from the world?"

The great master in purple robe silently watched Liu Baichan turn his life back.

The soul of the Tantuo Ksitigarbha resided on him, transporting a portion of the bodhisattva's reincarnation life back bit by bit.

There is no resurrection of the dead in this world.

Can there be a continuation of life.

The reincarnation of a Bodhisattva is the top-level means of life extension in Buddhism.

Xuan Shangyu ensured that Liu Baichan had fully accepted the spirit of Tan Tuo, and then slowly said: "I will practice Sanshengjue, and when the time is right, let Ukiyoyin and Cangshengxi meet."

The owner of Hidden Valley nodded.

The sackcloth old man suddenly laughed a little: "You have done so much for Buddhism, they can't see it, so don't you blame them at all?"

Xuan Shangyu was startled.

Then shook his head.

"It's a pity, you really can't wash it away." The owner of Yingu smiled and said: "You killed tens of thousands of Buddhist practitioners in the world, and wiped out all the Buddhist gates in the Northern Wei Dynasty, and you are really reviving Buddhism. For the sake of thinking, if you say it, no one will believe you."

The master of the purple robe turned the boat around expressionlessly.

He never cared about these.

Don't care what the world thinks of him.

The sword boat where the purple robe was on broke through the waves, and the old man Yingu who was sitting on the dragon's head sighed.

"Cause and effect, cause and effect."

"A Bodhisattva fears the cause, and all living beings fear the result." The old man shook his head, and said in an old voice, "For me, cause and effect are all to be feared, and all cause and effect can be thrown away."

"Xuan Shangyu, what is cause and effect to you?"

It was the first time that the old owner of the hidden valley muttered so many words.

"The decline of the three religions is the trend of the times. Even if Buddhism is wise and sage to protect itself and use all means, there is no age when Bodhisattvas were born. It is not easy to keep an acre of land. The eight great kingdoms stepped on the iron horses, and the temple of the Daoist Daoist did not know it was trampled. How many seats have been built, no matter how perfect Buddhism is, it cannot escape the fate of being annihilated. So you simply sent out the Northern Wei cavalry in person despite the world's infamy, determined to destroy the Buddha's luck, condensed the Buddha's luck into the Northern Wei Dynasty's national destiny, and protected the prosperity of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Did you try your best to force the bodhi essence onto your little brother, just to give the Buddhist sect a chance to breathe?"

He paused, his eyes clouded.

"But you killed so many people."

"You really can't wash your hands."

"When that Bodhisattva was born, the first thing he did was to retrieve the soul of the Tantuo Ksitigarbha, and then he asked you to be blamed."

"What will you pay for the crimes and punishments in this world?"

Long sigh.

The owner of Hidden Valley shook his head and said softly: "I can't figure it out, I can't figure it out."

The waves on the Qijiang River subsided.

The eyes of the old dragon king lying on the river face were still staring straight at the sackcloth old man sitting cross-legged above his head, not daring to vent his anger.

It greedily sniffed the remaining breath of Tantuo Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva on the surface of the Qijiang River, and finally couldn't help but secretly stick out its long and narrow tongue, and licked it lightly like a wave.

A long and narrow streak of water exploded on the surface of the river.

The old man Yingu patted the big head of the seat, and laughed and cursed: "Greedy, don't eat what you shouldn't eat in the future, or you will die in your own mouth sooner or later."

The pond fish that ate the forbidden fruit of Tianque shrugged in grievance.

The old man didn't pay any attention to this half dragon and python beast.

He looked at Luoyang in the Northern Wei Dynasty with cloudy eyes, laughed at himself and said, "Bodhisattva, if one day you see my little tricks, don't laugh at my small belly, you must compare every penny."

(End of this chapter)