Text Chapter 233: Danxia Palace (Fifty-two)
"Amitabha..." Fahai's old and dim eyes looked at Xu Yangyi for a few seconds and shook his head: "If you don't realize your true nature, Buddha is a living being. When you realize it, all living beings are Buddha."
Xu Yangyi didn't speak, Fahai already knew what he was going to ask. Therefore, I used this method to tell him that practicing is to cultivate immortality. If you realize it, you will become an immortal. If you don’t realize it, you will cultivate the legendary immortality. The so-called immortality is vague, but in fact the immortality lies within the human heart. Why should you ask about something that no longer exists?
"Junior, please be taught." Xu Yangyi said calmly before Xu Yangyi opened his mouth. Fahai nodded slightly: "Everything has its chance... One day, the opportunity for herring arrived. On the banks of the Weishui River, Jiang Shang was fishing with a straight hook. Jiang Shangde met King Wen of Zhou... Everyone's eyes were devoted to this unprecedented meeting. When we got there, who else caught sight of that herring?"
Several glances looked at the woman in green in shock. Her expression was neither sad nor happy, as if she was not what he was talking about.
"King Wen of Zhou Jichang..." Mao Baer swallowed: "This... this monster... has lived for at least three thousand years! What kind of state is this!"
"No one noticed..." Fa Hai sighed: "In order to repay the favor of meeting the herring, Jiang Shang nodded three dots on the herring's head. This herring has since opened its spiritual wisdom."
"She has seen a lot... she has seen the destruction of the Shang Dynasty and the rise of the Zhou Dynasty... she has seen the heads of those great demons who were once arrogant... and she has also seen the rise of new demon cultivator families..." His voice was filled with emotion. There is a kind of hoarse desolation, and the eyes are a little blurred, as if looking back on the long river of history.
Fahai paused for a moment, then slowly continued: "Her realm is getting higher and higher, so high that the world can no longer tolerate the existence of this big demon. At this time, thousands of years have passed, and time has come to the Southern Song Dynasty."
"Everyone, have you ever watched The Legend of White Snake?" He changed the topic and looked at everyone and said quietly: "Everyone, have you ever thought that the poor monk is a confused monk who is unsympathetic and unreasonable?"
No one said anything. Everyone has seen The Legend of White Snake. The image of Fahai is indeed as he said, that of a confused monk who beats mandarin ducks with a stick and a dog with a mouse.
"It's a big mistake." Fahai's unimpressed expression finally fluctuated a little, and he looked directly at the Demon King of Ten Thousand Waters like lightning: "The Legend of White Snake... is not like that at all... In the early Southern Song Dynasty, a benefactor named Xu Xuan came to I sat in Jinshan Temple for several days, saying that I would never go back until I saw the poor monk. After asking about it, I found out..."
"His wife Bai Suzhen repeatedly committed heretics! She was turned into a monster! She married her because she was covetous of his appearance. Only then did the poor monk conquer her with his own hands! Unexpectedly, she did not give up and married her sworn sister Qing She Together, for their own sake, they fought with the poor monks! The water fell and the waves surged into the sky, causing countless people in Zhenjiang to be displaced... Donor!" Fahai took a step forward and looked directly at the Wanshui Demon King: "Hundreds of years have passed. Do you regret your sins at all?"
Mao Baer asked Mr. Zhao Wu in a low voice: "A bucket of water-dropping water?"
Mr. Zhao Wu replied in the same low voice: "It's just that the water overflows the Jinshan Mountain."
The woman in green clothes smiled slightly: "Go on, I would like to know how long you can keep your tongue blooming like a lotus flower?"
"Amitabha..." Fahai closed his eyes in pain: "Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. Why can't the donor have the heart to put down the butcher's knife in his heart?"
Dead silence, dead silence.
I don't know how long it took, but Xuan Chengzi looked at the woman in green with a trembling voice: "Senior, what you mean is..."
"This senior is Xiao Qing." Xu Yangyi's voice sounded, seemingly calm, but his heart was also filled with huge waves!
Speculation is one thing...certainty is another!
Who would have thought that...myths and legends actually exist?
Who would have thought that Fahai and Xiaoqing...are still alive?
Who could have imagined that there would be such a scene at the bottom of Danxia Palace!
If I hadn’t seen the wall sculptures on Huangquan Road before, I would have been more shocked by this moment than anyone else!
"Dong..." Mao Baer sat down on the lotus leaf, the dog hair all over his body was shaking.
"She, she, she is Xiaoqing? Green Snake?" It shook its tongue, and its eyes were too distracted to focus. He looked at the Demon King of Ten Thousand Waters blankly: "Then she, she has lived to this day, no, isn't she already over a thousand years old?!"
"Amitabha..." The Dharma Assembly was extremely shocked, and the expression of disbelief on the usually calm face could not be concealed at this moment!
"Your Majesty, Dao Ancestor..." Xuanchengzi took a breath and looked at the woman in green with a calm face in great surprise, her voice was trembling: "This... this is the real great demon of the ages..."
No one spoke, no one dared to speak.
No one thought that the woman in green turned out to be Xiao Qing, who had no name at all in The Legend of White Snake!
The man in the myth truly stands in front of himself!
"It's really a name worth remembering." The woman in green said after a long while: "My real name is Yu Qinglin, so there is nothing wrong with calling me Xiaoqing."
"Cheng, admit it! Is she really Xiaoqing?!" Mao Baer's eyes were straightened. In fact, it was not just him, but everyone's eyes were straightened. He stared blankly at the woman in green, his mind a mess.
"Senior...Senior..." Zhao Wuye spoke in a trembling voice: "This, this is inconsistent with the recorded legend of the White Snake... Moreover, this senior, she is not the Green Snake..."
"No! This is the fact!" The Dharma Assembly's eyes were a little red, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Dear donors, have you read the warning words of donor Feng Menglong in the late Ming Dynasty? This... is the original version of the Legend of the White Snake recorded above! From the beginning , it’s definitely not a green snake, but a herring!”
He took a deep breath, stood up and bowed deeply towards Fa Hai: "The poor monk always thought that this was just a fairy tale... Senior, for the sake of the common people, he did not hesitate to go to hell alone. Junior, I deeply admire you."
Yu Qinglin looked at the Dharma assembly coldly and suddenly smiled: "Fahai...you are a descendant of the Dharma generation, I will personally bury him."
Fa Hai glanced at Yu Qinglin with pity, shook his head, did not answer, and continued: "However, the perfume and the bucket are all caused by poor monks... The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell. Although the white snake head is evil, Town, but Qingyu fled. The poor monk had to hide in the crab because of the great cause and effect of Zhenjiang... He chased the murderer alone for thousands of miles, and finally found Qingyu's trace here, but while suppressing him, he was plotted by Qingyu. Both sides suffer."
He let out a long sigh and bowed deeply to all the monks in the Qi training period: "I also hope that all donors will put the common people in the world first. This monster... can never be released!"
Silence, deathly silence.
"Bah bang bang..." After a long time, the applause started. Yu Qinglin remained calm and clapped softly: "What a good story... It almost makes me think that I have done something terrible. It is used to fool these Qi practitioners. It's more than enough for a young monk. I didn't expect it... In these hundreds of years, I haven't seen that you have such a sophistry."
"It just so happens that I also have a story here, but it is very different from what you told me. But I wonder who the juniors here should believe after listening to it?"
"Amitabha." Fahai looked majestic and motionless, with his white beard fluttering: "When the false is true, the true is also false, and when the true is false, the false is also true... A drink, a peck, a flower, a fruit, all have a certain number. Dear donors, It must be decided clearly.”
"Make a clear decision?" Yu Qinglin looked at Fahai coldly: "People from the Buddhist sect, their words are always better than their actions... use your body to suppress monsters?"
"It's just you?" She tilted her cheeks and sneered, "If it weren't for this Five Elements God Conferring Formation, would you be able to control me?"
She put away her smile and looked at everyone with ice-like eyes: "I will tell you two things."
"If it weren't for me, it would be impossible for you to get out of the Danxia Palace." She raised two fingers: "Secondly... if you don't pull out the chain from my chest, you... will all die here."
"Listen up." She was like a queen on earth, not looking at everyone at all. There was also a trace of nostalgia in his eyes. After a pause of ten minutes, he said leisurely: "I have been locked here since the late Han Dynasty. At that time, my cultivation level had reached the early stage of Yuanying."
Nascent Soul!
Everyone gasped in unison.
Qi training, foundation building, golden elixir, and then the Nascent Soul that has long since disappeared without a trace in the Age of Ending Dharma. Golden elixir is called the real person, Nascent Soul is called the real king! To this day, Nascent Soul has long been a misty legend.
Now, here, in front of his eyes, stood a living True Lord Nascent Soul!
Although, they had already guessed that these two people were at least Nascent Soul or above. But at this moment, Xiaoqing admitted it herself. It still shocked everyone.
No... Xu Yangyi took a deep breath, this is... the Nascent Soul Lord from two thousand years ago! How far has her cultivation reached now? No one can tell!
He secretly calculated in his mind that Yuan Ying and Shou Yuan were recorded for eight hundred years. He didn't know exactly what state he would be after Yuan Ying, but Yu Qinglin must have advanced to the next state! Only then can we survive the two thousand years from the Qin Dynasty to the present!
Yu Qinglin didn't pay much attention to other thoughts at all, and said slowly: "On a certain day in the late Han Dynasty, all the monks...just disappeared...I'm talking about the top ones. It's like there has never been anything in the world. The monks generally... only left a group of second- and third-rate sects. Haha... At that time, the second- and third-rate sects were enough to level the current cultivation world."
Her expression became complicated: "On that day, a man in a wheelchair found me. He imprisoned me without saying a word. But even if he didn't say a word, I couldn't Recognized him..."
She paused for a long, long time. Thinking about that person's name with some distress, Xu Yangyi gritted his teeth and said softly: "Zhuge Liang?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Qinglin suddenly raised his head and looked at him, his voice extremely cold: "How did you know?"
Fahai also raised his head and recited the Buddha's name: "How did the donor guess that it was Senior Zhuge? This poor monk heard this story once from this demon hundreds of years ago."
Xu Yangyi didn't speak, but his heart was shaking violently!
Fahai doesn’t know?
Xiaoqing doesn’t know either?
So... where did that wall sculpture come from!
Is there a third person here? No... maybe he... is still here!
Who is it? Can you survive in front of two such high-level monks? You haven't let the other party notice it for so many years?
No... maybe... it's Liu Bowen? Zhuge Liang?
Not right either! If it were them, why would they seal Fahai's plea for help?
Or...he took a deep look at Fa Hai, was this in itself a pretense of ignorance?