Chapter 614: The Point Of Buddhism? (2/2)
“We need to thank you, Monk Formless. Your Buddhist arts are peerless. Even though you’re around the same age as us, your cultivation is a hundred times better. I was blind for thinking that I was comparable to the kings of the young generation. After seeing your abilities, I realized just how much of a frog inside the well I was.” Chi Yao seemed to be a different person when she’s talking to Formless. There was respect and even a touch of reverence.
“Yes, if it wasn’t for your help, we would have been eaten by those monsters.” Ningxiang had the same expression.
In terms of Buddhist affinity alone, the ten supremes of their sect combined still didn’t match him. Meanwhile, the one who worked the hardest, Feng Feiyun, was completely pushed to the side by them since they still considered him to be evil.
Formless placed his palms together and said: “I simply did my best with my meager strength. Monk Jiu Rou came at the right time or I would be a meal for them as well.”
The group began to head for Beastmaster Camp.
Xuejian was in a terrible mood. She sat on Rhino and continued to protect Feng Feiyun, rubbing his legs then massaging his back. She didn’t dare to be too rough lest the risk of aggravating his injury.
Formless wanted to continue on his journey but under everyone’s enthusiastic request, he agreed to come train at Beastmaster for a bit.
After all, it was the number one sacred ground for Buddhism with plenty of old scrolls. Moreover, a magnate like Monk Jiu Rou was around as well. These were big reasons for a Buddhist like him to stay.
“I come from Rapture to the west, studying the Grand Completion Bodhi Scripture with my master. I have only left my temple three years ago to start a journey. Along the way, I have met the sinister aspects looming in the heart of people, such as greed, anger, and addiction… Truly inevitable, so Monk Jiu Rou was right. Buddhist cultivation is about how to improve oneself…”
Chi Yao, Ling’er, Ningxiang, and even Wu Qinghua were fans of Formless. They debated the essentials of Buddhism with him.
However, it looked like Formless wanted to bring Monk Jiu Rou into the mix. He would occasionally ask the monk questions with a respectful and polite attitude.
On the other hand, Feng Feiyun relaxed on top of Rhino with his eyes closed: “Xuejian, we can’t be together. My cultivation is broken now so I only have several more decades to live. You are cultivating with the monk and can even become a Buddhist Saint in the future, we’re not from the same world, you and I.”
She froze while rubbing his arm after hearing this and said pitifully: “Then I’ll stop cultivating.”
“Why?” Feiyun got up and touched her face.
“The one I like is you, not Buddha.”
Feiyun sighed and lay back down.
It was a peaceful journey back to Beastmaster Camp.
***
The moon was hanging high in the night sky.
The shadows of the trees fluttered. The ones nearby were tall enough to blot out the sky. Just one branch was as thick as a large water basin.
The lake nearby had an upside-down moon within. Feiyun was by this shore of Thousand Islands, sitting in the grass and leaning on a tree to drink by himself. He touched his heart while reminiscing about a beautiful figure. Her image was still as clear in his mind as ever.
“So you didn’t lose your cultivation completely.” Quiet footsteps sounded to the back.
Formless came out of the forest, wearing his stainless robe and holding his beads. He stood nearby and looked at the water surface.
Feiyun’s long hair fluttered with the wind; his expression showed nothing as he said: “Don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Formless came over and sat down; his ever-present glow became faint: “There are eight tribulations in life, and the one that hurts the most is the separation of lovers. If you don’t want to love and hurt, then don’t get involved at all. That’s how a man should act.”
Feiyun chuckled in response and kicked his jar over: “Don’t preach Buddhism with me, how about a drink instead?”
Formless looked at the wine jar and said: “A monk does not drink.”
“You’re really a boring person.” Feiyun shook his head.
“Fine, I will have one sip… then ask Buddha for forgiveness for three days, Buddha will surely forgive me.” Formless took the bowl from Feiyun’s hand and actually took a drink.
Feiyun was caught off guard by this!
“Bam!” The bowl fell to the ground and broke to pieces. The monk staggered back and forth before passing out with the scent of wine in his mouth.
“That’s his alcohol tolerance?” Feiyun shook his head and smiled again. He stared at the moon in the sky and said: “A bad man doesn't deserve the love of a good girl.”
Having said that, he picked up a different jar and immediately took a drink. Half of the liquor got in his mouth and the rest all over his face.
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