noffsinger Chapter 119 The one-year period has arrived!
Chapter 119 The one-year period has arrived!
"Brother, hurry up and catch up!"
Chen Baoan, with his upper body naked, carried a wooden bucket and quickly crossed the stepped river to the large vat and poured the water into it.
"Junior brother, please slow down."
Senior Brother Zhiming behind him came late and poured the water in the wooden barrel into it.
This is the martial arts hall of Guiyuan Temple, a place where disciples train their perseverance and mentality.
Originally, a temple like Guiyuan Temple would not have a place like a martial arts hall, but things are unpredictable, the world situation is turbulent, the Demon Alliance is eyeing them covetously, and the infighting among the human race has never stopped.
Especially in the capital, countless dignitaries flocked to Ye Mian.
Although the emperor in public was still the same person, no one except Chen Baoan knew that Ye Mian had quietly taken control of the entire country.
In the underworld, an organization called "Mask" has become famous.
Among them, three were highly skilled in swordsmanship and were known as the Three Musketeers of Heaven, Earth and Man.
What is shocking is that the number one sword in the world changed hands in these six years, and the person who took away the title was not even one of the three swords of heaven, earth and man.
No one knew where that person came from, and no one knew where he was going. All they heard was that a man with a sword broke into Wangquan Villa alone.
With an almost overwhelming force, he defeated the current head of Wangquan Villa, Wang Quan Shouzhuo.
The latter died on the spot, while the former, despite being attacked by the four guardian swords of 'wind, rain, thunder and lightning' and the butler Fei, was still seriously injured and escaped from Wangquan Villa.
He disappeared from sight since then, and no one knew what sword he used.
There is only one set of swordsmanship that is wildly popular among people in the world - Qingyun Liushui Sword!
Rumor has it that this is the sword technique used by that person, but its accuracy is still unknown.
Strangely, the third daughter of the Li family, Li Muchen, disappeared afterwards.
But with the Qingyun Liushui Sword in front of him, no one cared about this news.
After six years in Buddhism, Chen Baoan has memorized all the books in the Sutra Library. After training in the Martial Arts Hall, his blood and energy have become stronger and his martial arts skills have reached a higher level.
Naturally, what improved the most through practice was his state of mind.
It's because he has a master who is very good at teaching.
"Wukong, Zhiming."
"master."
Hearing Abbot Bodhi's voice, the two of them bowed together.
"Goku, are you messing around again?"
"I don't have a master. I just run faster than my brother."
Chen Baoan explained immediately.
"Amitabha, don't be impatient, and don't be proud and complacent. In terms of physical fitness, you are the only one I have ever seen in my life."
"But in terms of state of mind, you are still far inferior to Zhiming."
Abbot Bodhi said.
"Yes, Master. I am grateful for your teaching."
Chen Baoan saluted in a low-key manner.
"Well, let's continue."
"Yes, master!"
After the two men answered, they picked up the buckets again and went to the river at the foot of the mountain to fetch water.
The training in the martial arts hall is very simple, it is to temper the body and push the body to its limit.
Go down the mountain, fill your bucket with water from the spring below, then run up the mountain to fill the large water tank.
The journey up and down the mountain is not too far and one or two times will not be enough to feel the physical hardening.
But once the frequency increases, the body will feel uncomfortable and willpower will be greatly affected.
The process is extremely painful, but once you stick with it, you will be reborn.
In addition to going up and down the mountain, there are also horse stance, stick training, stone-carrying weight training, etc.
At the beginning, Chen Baoan was tortured half to death, but when he felt the solidification of his own energy and blood and the strength of his body, he fell in love with this feeling.
Why wouldn't he want to become stronger?
At noon, in the dining hall, Chen Baoan and Zhiming were having lunch together.
"Junior brother, I am very curious about why you came to this mountain, and why you were so murderous at the beginning."
"Please help me solve this puzzle."
Zhiming asked about the doubts that had been hidden in his heart for many years.
Ever since the abbot asked him to receive Chen Baoan, some strange connection seemed to have awakened between the two of them.
Through repeated encounters and practice, they gradually became familiar with each other and now have become friends and brothers who can talk about anything.
"Hey, Senior Brother, speaking of which, I see that you are already over 50 years old, do you have a favorite girl?"
Chen Baoan joked.
"Brother, no! Amitabha! Form is emptiness, emptiness is form."
Looking at Zhiming's nervous expression, Chen Baoan was a little amused.
But when you think about it, it seems normal. After all, your senior brother Zhiming grew up in the temple since he was a child.
Just like Huiming, the little monk who has been feeding Chen Baoan meals tirelessly throughout the year.
Now is the year of dancing spoons, time flies so fast...
"From what you said, it seems that Junior Brother had a favorite girl before this?"
Zhiming smiled.
"Naturally, my common name is Chen Baoan. When I was still called Chen Baoan, I had parents who loved me, elders who cared for me, close friends, and... a girl I liked."
"At that time... it was just a one-time encounter, but it caused him to fall into a whirlpool for the rest of his life."
Chen Baoan began to tell his past, including but not limited to why he left his parents and came to the capital, why he had to take the imperial examination, and why he was persecuted because of his class and his family was broken up.
"I see, Amitabha..."
Zhiming lowered his head and chanted Buddhist scriptures quietly, as if he was praying for the souls that died in the riot in the capital.
"So, I came here. This place cannot be interfered with by the court. It is my only hope to survive."
As he spoke, Chen Baoan lowered his head slightly in shame.
Because the purpose of coming here to convert to Buddhism was not for practice, nor for faith, nor for the people of the world (at least not at that time), but simply to survive.
Under Zhiming's gaze, I suddenly felt ashamed.
"Amitabha, Junior Brother, there is no need to do this."
"You must understand that even if the rise and fall of the country is the responsibility of every man, you should also protect your own life."
"Heaven and earth are not kind, and treat all things as straw dogs. We should strive to improve ourselves and be virtuous!"
Chen Baoan was amazed by what Zhiming said. Only then did he understand why his state of mind was far superior to his own.
Buddhism emphasizes letting go, not solving problems. Zhiming emphasizes letting go after solving the problem.
"Amitabha, Brother, I am grateful for your advice."
Chen Baoan spoke calmly.
Chen Baoan's mood at this moment rose to a higher level again.
As night falls, the stars twinkle in the sky and the moonlight sprinkles on the earth like water. The whole world is immersed in tranquility.
In the end, Chen Baoan never left the meditation room, nor did he sleep in the meditation room with other fellow disciples. Instead, he continued to live in the meditation room.
After finishing reading the book he borrowed today, he began to meditate on the spot.
Since that letter was sent, Chen Baoan did not receive any reply for six years.
That’s right. After all, it’s a farewell letter. If the other party replies, that would be real trouble.
"Little partner?"
"Little partner?!"
Out of habit, Chen Baoan shouted the name twice into the air, but unfortunately the final result did not surprise him.
"You still don't want to pay attention to me?"
Chen Baoan asked doubtfully.
Since that night, if Chen Baoan had not confirmed the existence of Xiao Pei, he would have gone crazy.
He thought about it carefully and felt that he didn't seem to have offended her in any way, which was really strange.
"never mind……"
Chen Baoan murmured to himself, this was also a kind of comfort to himself.
Time flies, years pass by, time will not stop, it will always move forward and will never stop.
The six-year period has expired, and it is time to set out to seek revenge.
He would take revenge if there was revenge, and he would take grievances if there was grievance. Chen Baoan had asked the Buddha for instructions, and Ye Mian must die!
For this reason, he has begun to pack his clothes. Even if he is not pulled into that mysterious space tonight, he will escape from the Buddhist sect and seek revenge on Ye Mian.
No one in the temple knew that he had consulted the Buddha for permission before taking this action. If he escaped, he would be labeled a traitor.
His final fate is most likely to be caught and beaten with a stick hundreds of times, and then thrown out of Guiyuan Temple.
At that time, he was on the mountain with no one to rescue him and would surely die.
But he was not afraid. Perhaps this was what he was thinking, just like Lu Wan back then.
Even when facing a huge army, she never showed her cowardly side, and the same was true for Chen Baoan!
After packing his bags, Chen Baoan closed his book, extinguished the candle, and just as he stepped out of the door, something unexpected happened.
He only felt his soul being quickly pulled out of his body, and a creepy crack appeared in the ground, and the scarlet aura in it was chilling.
"Chen Baoan, the six-year period has come! You are finally here."
A man in black with silver-green hair and a long sword on his waist stood with his hands behind his back with his back to Chen Baoan.
I saw that the original feeling of weightlessness and the earth-shattering cracks disappeared.
The sky is dotted with stars, and the land under your feet is a long river of time and space composed of countless stars.
"Well, I'm here. Last time I came, you said I came six years early. This time, I'm here!"
"You! Can you answer my questions?!"
Chen Baoan was a little excited. He had a hunch that the person in front of him knew everything!
Where is this space? What has he forgotten? He has so many questions.
"No, this time I only want to give you one tip."
The man turned around, and Chen Baoan was shocked by his familiar face.
"You! You are... ugh!"
The man came forward like a phantom and covered his mouth.
"Listen, Dongfang Huaizhu is in danger. She is being targeted by someone. The force targeting her is extremely powerful and you are not capable of resisting it now!"
"Uuuuuuu..."
Just as Chen Baoan was about to express his doubts, he discovered that everything around him changed rapidly and quickly returned to its original appearance outside his cell.
A slanting moon hangs in the sky, with a few stars dotted beside it.
Below this scene, a person who shouldn't be there appeared.
"master?!"
"Why...why are you here?"
Chen Baoan hid his bag behind him and said awkwardly.
It can be said that he died before he could accomplish his mission. As soon as he went out, he ran into fate.
"Amitabha, are you leaving?"
There was no anger as imagined, only a hint of disappointment in his tone.
"Master...I..."
"Oh, never mind. Take this."
Abbot Bodhi threw the Zen staff in his hand over, and Chen Baoan caught it quickly.
"Master, what are you..."
"After you take over the Zen staff, you will no longer be a member of Guiyuan Temple, nor will you be my disciple..."
"master!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Baoan immediately knelt on his knees.
"Wukong, listen, there is nothing that cannot be done in this world. There is nothing that cannot be done. The moment I saw you, I knew from the evil spirit that although you have a connection with Buddha, it has ended here."
"Don't call yourself my apprentice anymore when you are outside."
'Boom! '
Chen Baoan kowtowed to say goodbye to his master.
As for the reason for giving away a Zen staff, it is something that only the abbot of a temple can get. If you get it, you will no longer be a disciple.
"Oh, Amitabha, please go!"
"Master, I will never forget your years of teaching and care. Please forgive me for having unfinished business and not being able to take care of you any longer!"
After Chen Baoan finished speaking, he kowtowed twice, then stood up and left.
In the night wind, a few drops of pearls fell and disappeared in the haystack.