Chapter 80: Na Lan Buddhist Robe and Buddhist Jade Bead (1/2)

Chapter 80 : Na Lan Buddhist Robe and Buddhist Jade Bead

This rain was truly heavy, just like a flood. The wind screamed along with the roars of thunder and lightning, causing the entire Violet Firmament Ancient City to be caught in the torrential downpour.

“Boom!”

The thunder sounded like a mountain had collapsed. The little children under the roofs shrunk their necks in horror. Afterwards, a bright thunder flashed through the sky like a heavenly saber splitting the world in half.

This was the power of the heavens. If struck by such a thunder, even a cultivation elder renowned in one direction would immediately turn into ashes.

And on this rainy night, an earth-shattering news was being spread throughout Violet Firmament Ancient City. Countless big families and cultivation sects all summoned their experts and wanted to hold an emergency meeting. In a short period of time, many cultivation experts rushed out of the main gate, along with the cavalry, towards a far direction.

It was predetermined that this would not be a peaceful night. There was an unknown fight taking place and it destroyed a huge part of the inner city. When the city guards arrived, there was only blood stains on the ground. As the stains were mixed with the rain, they were finally and completely washed out.

The matter of the Feng family chasing the traitor was not forgotten either. All of the gates of Violet Firmament Ancient City were stationed with experts. Feng Fei Yun couldn’t escape no matter how far he went.

“Rumble!”

The thunders were still roaring.

The raindrops were as big as a human thumb, and they fell on the rooftop of the one thousand year old buddhist pagoda, creating many “clip clop” sounds. The world couldn’t regain its tranquility.

This time, Feng Fei Yun went to the front door and into the buddhist pagoda. He felt that the decorations of this place were similar to the ones inside the Mortal Life Temple, but there were also some differences that carried along an exotic flavor.

The crumbling walls were covered with cobwebs. There were places that were wet due to the rain and created a musty smell.

Along the wooden winding stairs, he, step by step, headed into the darkness.

However, the difference this time was that the nine talismans in Feng Fei Yun’s hand started to shine brilliantly and gently floated up from his hand. The nine talismans, like nine spirit lights flying in the air, illuminated the road ahead of him.

With the nine talismans’ vivid light, the formations on the ground and in the air were completely visible. Feng Fei Yun finally could avoid the maze as he stepped into the center of the pagoda.

The monastic robe was still in the tray at the center of the pagoda. The monastic robe was of a blueish-gray color — old and ordinary. It didn’t carry any spiritual power. Even the cotton fabric was of the most common kind.

There were embroideries of red spider lilies and had a laced print: “Red spider lily; one thousand years to bloom and one thousand years to wither, flowers and petals never meet each other. Feelings not because of karma, fate preordained before life and death!”

The words ‘red spider lilies’ carried so much grief. Seeing these letters, people couldn’t help but feel a sense of sadness.

That year, the abbot of the Mortal Life Temple imprisoned himself in a dark pagoda because he loved a woman. He spent his time with buddhist chants in order to calm his mind, to forget the woman that was already destined to never be with him.

However, no matter how profound his buddhist beliefs were, it couldn’t resist the demons of his mind. After hearing about the death of that woman, he took off his monastic robe and carried a butcher knife instead. He used the lives of more than one thousand monks in the Mortal Life Temple in order to give the woman a sliver of life. Finally, he even refined his own body.

This was the essence of the red spider lilies. When the leaves grow, the flowers still won’t have bloomed. When the leaves fell down to the ground and become fertilizer, the lilies used its life to become the nutrients for the flowers, in order for them to bloom.

At that moment, the abbot of the Mortal Life Temple sat here with complex and painful emotions. It was truly not something ordinary people could understand.

Feng Fei Yun deeply sighed and gazed at the lonely white skeletal hand. This hand was nearly cut off from the body and it seemed to be holding something.

“Who could actually cut off the hand of a master like the abbot of the Mortal Life Temple? What is in his hand?”

Feng Fei Yun couldn’t understand. A person that could even reverse destiny would be considered the most elite in the Jin Dynasty, who would be able to cut off his hand?

“Yes, maybe at that moment, the emotions of the abbot were extremely confused and he started to lose his mind. At that moment, he cut off his hand in order to regain his sanity. Unfortunately, in the end, everything still became shambles.”

A person capable of causing a high monk of the buddhist faith to be so infatuated, so deep in love…

This woman must have been someone without equals in this world.

Feng Fei Yun didn’t want to wait too long. He wanted to throw the nine talismans into the monastic robe, then put it on and leave, but…