chsdbacks Chapter 234 What weeping willow? I am a Buddhist disciple!
Chapter 234 What weeping willow? I am a Buddhist disciple!
The ancestral witches, watching the dissipating projection, burst into laughter.
However, there are some things that cannot be said in front of Jin Chanzi.
It would be quite embarrassing if he overheard it by accident!
Then, with a wave of his hand, Pingxin emitted a beam of light from the Wheel of Reincarnation.
Carrying the soul of the Buddhist monk Jin Chanzi,
They are drawn into a cycle of reincarnation that has already been meticulously "arranged".
Of course, being reborn as a human is definitely possible.
After all, they had just received benefits from the West.
You still need to have some conscience!
But what kind of person exactly could Jin Chanzi become?
How long you can remain a human depends on the arrangements of the underworld!
......
On Flower and Fruit Mountain, spring comes and autumn goes.
Three years have passed in the blink of an eye.
However, this amount of time is insignificant for the Sage of Heaven and this stone.
It's nothing!
Tongtian preaching to the stone every day has gradually become a habit.
Sometimes when he got excited while talking,
They might even forget that they are facing just a rock.
"Today we will discuss the third move of the Seven Swords of Heaven-Slaying, 'Severing Fate'."
Tongtian stood up, and the Qingping Sword slowly unsheathed once more.
"The arising and ceasing of things are all due to cause and effect."
This sword strike is not aimed at severing cause and effect itself.
It is an attachment to cause and effect.
This is what I realized when I was practicing the method of severing the three corpses.
Observe this carefully! It might be useful in the future!
Of course,
Tongtian had no idea that this stone would be used as a stick in the future.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so focused on teaching swordsmanship!
I just hope that in the future, when the monkey wields the stick, it won't become something out of place; it should still have a sword-like, sword-like quality!
The sword light, reaching to the heavens, slashed out lightly, leaving its mark wherever it passed.
A few leaves drifting in the wind silently broke in two, the cuts as smooth as a mirror.
"Severing ties is not about being heartless, but about understanding one's own heart."
After executing the Heaven-Piercing Sword Technique, he sheathed his sword and sat down again.
continued:
"This is just like our master-disciple relationship."
When the bond is there, teach with all your heart; when the bond is broken, let go with equanimity.
Forcing a continuation of the relationship only leads to obsession and is a poor choice.
He paused here,
He then thought of his own tragic deaths and those disciples who were listed on the Investiture of the Gods.
This will always be a thorn in his side.
Even if someone becomes a saint, as long as they still have humanity, it cannot be erased in a short time!
Tongtian sat down cross-legged.
The golden light on the surface of the stone began to flow again.
This time, the golden light seemed to form a blurry vortex.
It absorbed the essence of heaven and earth even more quickly!
Tongtian naturally noticed these changes, but he didn't pay them any mind.
It's quite normal for Chaos Immortal Stones to undergo some strange changes!
He then continued:
"Although you are a stone, since I have come here to preach, we are destined to be master and disciple."
If you are born in the future, will you acknowledge me as your master?
"It's all up to you, I won't force you!"
A mountain breeze swept by, carrying the sound of distant ocean waves.
Like a response from a stone!
At this moment, inside the stone, under the influence of the divine might of Tongtian,
The chaotic consciousness is slowly coalescing.
It was a very strange feeling—as if I were sleeping in the deep sea, and occasionally I could hear the sounds coming from the surface of the water.
At first, it was just indistinct syllables.
Later, I gradually became able to distinguish some words: "Dao...Sword...Fate..."
This is the power of having a good foundation; even if the stone hasn't undergone systematic learning,
You can also appreciate the good things around you!
Stone's faint consciousness instinctively captured these sounds.
I especially love the rhythm of the figure demonstrating swordsmanship.
Those sword light trails were recorded by primal consciousness.
Like an imprint etched into one's instincts.
However, sometimes, these external voices also carry some emotion.
For example, when talking about the Jie Sect, there would be feelings of pride and sadness in his words.
When talking about his disciples, there are both warmth and regret.
This incomplete consciousness, at this moment, does not understand the meaning of these emotions.
However, their fluctuations can be clearly felt.
Just as a stone can sense the warmth or coolness of the sunlight.
A vague sense of awareness can clearly capture those different emotional fluctuations.
Although it doesn't yet know what joy is,
I don't even know what sadness is!
He tried hard to understand this information.
But it's like looking through a thick veil, all hazy and indistinct.
Cannot see clearly, cannot understand thoroughly
The only thing it can clearly perceive is...
That sound comes every day, rain or shine.
It is as punctual as the tides of the ocean.
This feeling... made him, who had stood alone on the mountaintop for who knows how long,
I feel very safe!
......
Deep in the underworld,
The first incarnation of Jin Chanzi is about to end.
In this life, he was born into an ordinary tiger-hunting family in a marginal tribe of humans.
He named himself "Jin Dachan".
He had been hunting with his father since childhood, and while his physical abilities weren't top-notch, he was still quite sturdy.
However, including him, the hunter's family had a total of ten children.
He was the youngest and weakest of them all!
Unfortunately, when Jin Dachan was thirty years old,
He died young, just a few years into his life, during a hunting trip!
During the death scrolling light,
Looking back on his life, he felt it had been alright.
It's a pity he died so young.
And there's always this inexplicable feeling.
I feel like I haven't lived enough as a human being, and I have a feeling that I might not be able to live as a human being anymore.
It's so inexplicable!
Moreover, when he reflected on his own life, he always felt something was off.
Despite being the son of a hunter, he had a strange habit from a young age—
Always looking for someone to talk to, to "preach and discuss doctrines"!
To put it simply, it's about reasoning.
After all, the scriptures in his mind had been cleansed by the power of reincarnation!
He could sometimes chat with the neighbor's child for an entire day.
This caused the other children to not play with him much.
Behind his back, they all called him "Golden Talkative Man".
The moment Jin Chanzi's soul left his body,
The mystery of the womb was touched by a mark secretly left by Buddhism.
Jin Chanzi briefly regained some of his memories.
"Am I... Jin Chanzi?"
His soul was completely lost.
"Is this life... over?"
Before the Wheel of Reincarnation, Apocalypse stared at this scene.
He then calmly said:
"It can help him stay sober for a while longer."
Let his mind fight amongst itself, and confuse his past memories!
Nod calmly, and slow down the rotation speed of the rotating disk appropriately.
Before Jin Chanzi could finish his dazed state, he felt a blur before his eyes.
When he looked around, he suddenly realized that
Before he knew it, he was already in a long queue.
Both in front and behind are souls waiting for reincarnation.
It's so inexplicable!
In the distance, a giant wheel could be seen slowly turning.
The six beams of light flickered intermittently.
"Is this...the underworld?"
he murmured.
"Recently dead?"
An old ghost came over from the side.
"Is this your first reincarnation?"
Don't worry, the process will be quick.
Do you see that six-path wheel of reincarnation in the distance?
People like us who do good deeds usually go to humanitarian hospitals...
"humane..."
Jin Chanzi was hit by this little thing,
I suddenly remembered the instructions from the guiding teacher.
"Ten lifetimes of reincarnation, enduring countless tribulations to return to one's true nature..."
"But something looks a little strange about you."
The old ghost stared at him and asked in confusion,
"It seems... not entirely the aura of a human soul?"
Jin Chanzi's heart tightened; he felt a little nervous.
It was as if someone had discovered his secret!
At this moment, a ghost messenger walked over.
I looked at the booklet in my hand:
"Jin Dachan, right?"
He had committed no wrongdoings in his lifetime, and his hunting of demonic beasts could be considered as indirectly protecting the safety of the human race, thus qualifying him for the path of humanity.
but..."
The ghost messenger frowned, pretended to observe carefully for a moment, and then said indifferently,
There is something wrong with the origin of your soul.
According to the rules of my underworld, one must first enter the realm of spirits and monsters to cleanse one's soul of its filth.
In the next life,
You, Jin Dachan, will be reborn as a weeping willow by the East Sea.
Standing by the sea for a century, watching the tides and listening to the waves, washing away the impurities of my soul!
"What??"
Jin Chanzi was taken aback.
"What weeping willow? I'm a Buddhist disciple...!"