Qian Rongzhi opened her mouth, but it was as if she had lost her ability to speak. She made a hollow and meaningless sound, like the hiss of a snake. A minuscule pain pierced her heart, but it was even more unbearable than the snakes coiling around her. She almost couldn't help but curl up.
Little Ann sighed softly and took out a set of clothes to drape over her.
"You've changed."
Qian Rongzhi's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. In her memories, she had always gazed at everything with clear and empty eyes, without love or hate, without sorrow or joy. She would never act like this. A wave of anger suddenly surged in her heart. These three words seemed to be a question.
"Then what exactly is our original appearance?" Little Ann asked in response.
"Thank you for coming to see me. I've already seen you. You can go, go to Li Qingshan's side." Qian Rongzhi lowered her head, feeling an indescribable disappointment.
The wind blew across the island, and the grass rustled.
Clang!
Little Ann pulled out the Trouble Severing Blade and raised it high. "You once crossed me. Let me cross you once too!"
Qian Rongzhi suddenly raised her head, and the snakes all over her body hissed in warning. She suddenly laughed and closed her eyes. "Alright!"
The blade flashed like snow and lightning, bright and clean, disappearing in a flash.
After a long time, Qian Rongzhi slowly opened her eyes. She found that she was still alive, and there were no wounds on her body. However, the blade mark was left on her heart, as if it had cut and torn something.
Those memories that she had abandoned long ago resurfaced in her mind, and she finally understood what it was that was still hurting her.
Even though she had already twisted, crushed, and obliterated the past, some things had instead been tempered and solidified. Like a grain of golden sand.
Since she had to associate with the snakes, she should transform into a snake. Only then could she treat this hell as normal, even a paradise. Otherwise, she could only continue to endure the pain of this hell.
This was the source of her troubles, and the Trouble Severing Blade could not cut it away. This was because it was not just the memories of the past, but also all the beautiful hopes of humanity, wishing for happiness, wishing for peace.
This was compared to all the greed, anger, and obsession of humanity. It had to be even more deeply rooted. Therefore, Gods and Buddhas were high up in the Nine Heavens.
She looked up at the sky with a blank expression and muttered to herself, "What exactly is our original appearance?"
No one answered. Only the sound of the wind was heard.
…
The Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga In front of Demon Suppression Hall.
Yue Wuyang looked at Li Qingshan earnestly. Li Qingshan had no reason to refuse. He agreed.
"However, it's not easy to subdue this Weapon Spirit. If it's not handled properly, it could even be life-threatening."
Li Qingshan had no doubt that Yue Wuyang could offer more weapons than him, and his own strength was not much weaker than him. At the very least, he wouldn't be able to confront the Frenzied Flower Sword Soul like this. He could only rely on his innate divine ability to suppress it.
"I'll be careful. If there's any danger, please give me some pointers."
Yue Wuyang's change in attitude was not unnatural at all. He was not an Asura yet, but he still followed the principle of respecting the strong. The fact that he could refine the End Frenzied Blade proved that Li Qingshan's strength was definitely not as simple as his battle against Si Qing.
The Frenzied Blade Spirit clearly did not submit to Li Qingshan, but no matter how he cursed, he never actually attacked him. This was already a rare form of recognition.
Li Qingshan's slight displeasure towards Yue Wuyang vanished as a result. He was Han Qiongzhi's master after all, so he said modestly, "I wouldn't dare to say I'd give you any pointers.
I just have some experience. Let's go to the great general's estate first? "
"Alright!"
"Hold on!" The Unraging monk suddenly grabbed Li Qingshan's shoulder.
"What else is there?" Li Qingshan asked.
"Something good!" The Unraging monk chuckled.
"That doesn't sound like it."
"Why would your master harm you? Please wait a few days, fellow Yue. Come with me to Great Buddha mountain first. You better hide your demon qi for now!"
The Unraging monk grabbed Li Qingshan's shoulder and made his way up the mountain in a single step, arriving before the grand hall.
The Dauntless monk sat before the buddha and said without even looking back, "You've emerged."
His voice echoed through the vast, distant hall, accompanied by the curls of incense. It possessed its own sense of solemnity.
"The abbot was waiting for me?" Li Qingshan was surprised.
"That's right."
"Why?"
"Because you have a buddhist nature."
"Pfft!" Li Qingshan burst out laughing. Only after receiving a vicious glare from the Unraging monk did he stop laughing. "Cough, cough, sorry. I couldn't help myself. What do you think I have?"
"A buddhist nature."
"When?" Li Qingshan found it rather funny. Just recently, the Dauntless monk was tempted to suppress him like a demon king, yet now he suddenly said he had some sort of buddhist nature.
"The buddha is in the heart, always present."
"Damned disciple, how dare you laugh again!"
As soon as the corner of Li Qingshan's lips curled up, he was scolded back by the Unraging monk. He raised his hands. "Alright, alright, alright. I'll stop laughing. Though, how did you manage to tell, abbot? I've already said it before. I don't cultivate good karma in my life. I only like killing and arson … "
Before he had even finished, the Dauntless monk cut him off. "That's a very buddhist nature!"
"If I remember correctly, it was because of that that I was sent into the Demon Suppression hall back then."
Li Qingshan shook his head. That had indeed come from a great monk. The monk's dharma name was Zhi Shen. As for what buddhist nature it was, he had no idea at all. He just found it extremely refreshing to talk about it.
"You entered the Demon Suppression hall, yet you practised the Demon Suppression Statuary. You practised demonic arts, yet you didn't succumb to the demonic path, so you obviously have a buddhist nature in your heart. I made an error in judgement back then. Instead, junior brother Unraging was able to discern a gem and accepted you as his disciple."
The Unraging monk laughed aloud. He also felt like he was being glorified.
"Now that you've said that, I suddenly feel like it's quite reasonable, but don't tell me you want me to become a monk again?" Li Qingshan said cautiously.
"The buddhist school is vast. You can come and go as you please. It won't force you. If you want to be a secular disciple, then be a secular disciple!"
"That's not what you said back then."
In order to prevent him from affecting Little Ann's cultivation, the Dauntless monk had wholeheartedly wanted him to lose all sense of self.
"Back then, it was expediency. Now, it's the buddhist dharma."
"Alright then. You called me over just to tell me this?"
"You might be a secular disciple, but you're also a disciple of the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga. You do have a buddhist nature in your heart, but if you don't receive guidance, you'll be corrupted by demonic thoughts and become a true Demon King in the end, which is why I've prepared a dharma assembly for you."
"Stop. My head hurts when I hear about scriptures." As soon as Li Qingshan heard the word "dharma assembly," he was about to leave, but the Unraging monk stopped him. "Don't worry, you don't need to understand the scriptures. It can even enlighten your root of wisdom and spirituality. Not just anyone can enjoy a dharma assembly of dhyana."
"A dharma assembly of dhyana!"
Li Qingshan vaguely remembered that Little Ann had once mentioned that during the time she cultivated in the Chan Monastery of Deva-Nāga, she had also gone through a dharma assembly of dhyana. It seemed like only the most outstanding disciples of the monastery could enjoy it. It was extremely beneficial to her cultivation of the Path of White Bone and Great Beauty. Its effects were rather similar to the Fruit of Wisdom, but chan schools had their own realms of cultivation and comprehension.
So this monk sees how he can't suppress me, so he wants to rope me in instead. However, he obviously would not turn down a free advantage like this. He clasped his hands. "Then thank you for your kindness, abbot."
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