917 Having Nothing To Do With The Beautiful Scenery (2/2)
As the breeze blew gently, an illusory body of the Tyrant was seen in the distant void. Last time, when Meng Qi entered the Ananda Pure Land in the Universal Fragment, he already knew that the Tyrant had been here before.
Xuan Bei looked at the illusory body and sighed, ”The death of the Tyrant seemed to have something to do with the mighty people of Legendary Realm.”
”The Tyrant had gone back to the past with an attempt to kill the mighty people. Of course, the mighty people would do something about it,” said Wang Siyuan calmly after keeping the Ancient Book.
Xuan Bei stopped talking about this topic and said in a serious tone, ”The Devil Master, Han Guang has most probably obtained the nine strikes of Buddha's Palm or even the method to practice it reversely. Those who obey the commandment will be going to heaven, whereas those who disobey it will fall into diabolism. After combining the inheritance he got from the Celestial Ruler and the Nine Nether, in time, he will surely become a major threat like the Devil Buddha. We must pay attention to this matter and spread this news to the top sects and families as soon as possible.”
Without staying any longer, all of them went out of the Pure Land.
After destroying the cultivation base of Duan Rui, Wang Siyuan handed him over to Xuan Bei. Then, he turned around and left. The condition of his body might be weak, but the madness and the strong fighting will within his body were growing rapidly.
”The Samsara Mission will begin seven days later. Is there any places that you want to go?” Jiang Zhiwei sent a secret message to Meng Qi. She knew the mission this time would not as simple as it might seem since it was related to the Spirited Mountain.
Meng Qi was startled for a while, then he looked down, ”Send me back to the broken temple.”
After pursing her lips, Jiang Zhiwei gave a smile without asking any more questions.
Jiang Zhiwei and Meng Qi bid farewell to Xuan Bei, and headed back to the barren hill. Soon, they had arrived at the broken temple that was located beside a lotus pond.
”How beautiful…” Jiang Zhiwei looked at the lotus and sighed. Then, she turned and flew into the sky on her sword.
Meng Qi went to the pond, sat cross-legged and looked at the lotus quietly.
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In the World of Gods, Meng Qi, Kong Zhao and Childe Yu had travelled to several kingdoms and witnessed all kinds of chaotic situations. For example, several officials with high rank had killed the king, divided the land and proclaimed themselves as the feudalists. There was also a prince who had killed his father in order to ascend the throne. Wars were happening frequently between the kingdoms. Countless citizens of the city were badly injured or killed.
As the carriage went past the villages, they saw a large number of corpses on the roadside. So far, they had not seen anyone alive yet.
There was a sympathetic look on the face of Kong Zhao when he sighed.
”What do you think about it?” suddenly, Meng Qi - who was currently known as Lao Dan - asked with his eyes half-closed.
Kong Zhao sat upright and answered in a solemn tone, ”The cruelty of people is due to the loss of benevolence.”
”What exactly is benevolence?” asked Meng Qi at a slow pace.
Kong Zhao raised his head slightly while he answered, ”Benevolence can be achieved through constraining ourselves so that the words we speak and the actions we do are in accordance with etiquette.”
After he finished, he looked at Meng Qi, ”Teacher, what do you think?”
”Let's visit a few more kingdoms…” the voice of Meng Qi was so soft that it sounded like a sigh. Without giving an answer to the question, he closed his eyes once again.
At the same time, the words from the Tao Te Ching had crossed his mind, ”The loss of Dao will be followed by the loss of virtue, benevolence, righteousness and etiquette, successively.”
”When the sages and wise men start preaching about etiquette, it shows that most people in the society aren't placing much importance on trust and loyalty. This marks the beginning of all kinds of disasters!”
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For seven days, Meng Qi had been sitting idly next to the pond, staring at the sun that rose and set every day.
Suddenly, a person was approaching Meng Qi with hurried footsteps - it was the Brocade-Weaving Idleman, Shao Changge.
Looking at Meng Qi, he gulped and said, ”I… I'm here because the young miss asked me to pass some words to you.”
”What is it?” Meng Qi stood up slowly.
After hearing the answer, Meng Qi was startled. Feeling heartbroken, he looked back at the lotus.
Now that the lotus has bloomed, where are you?
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Late at night, the Samsara Mission was about to begin. Meng Qi closed his eyes for a while before he took a step forward. After piercing through the void, he had appeared outside the Shaolin Temple!
Countless bright stars were shining in the vast sky. Surrounded by a peaceful atmosphere, the Shaolin Temple was very quiet.
The arrival of Meng Qi was not noticed by anyone. Step by step, he walked to the main entrance with a deep look in his eyes.
After going to the Spirited Mountain, he might not be able to come back again.
Master, it will be a waste of effort to protect me.
Sorry, I may not be able to live up to your expectations...
Kneeling down slowly, Meng Qi put his hands on the ground, and kowtowed to the Shaolin Temple.
Sorrow and hatred are inherent feelings in human beings. Sadness arises from within when human is separated from the loved ones, so it has nothing to do with the wind, the moon, the beautiful scenery, or anything external.
You're the only teacher in my present life!
Meng Qi stood up, turned around, and went down the steps. As he walked further, black hair was grown on his bald head. The sideburns, however, were gray in color. Turning his gray kasaya into a green robe, he was holding a long blade in his hand.
He had spent ten years living in seclusion as a monk, and taking care of the lotus. However, at present, he had become the Frenzied Blade again.
With hatred, he would be pointing his long blade at the enemy!