Chapter 183 Martyrdom
Chapter 183 Martyrdom
The magic circle exuded a brilliant Buddha light. Even though it was inevitably contaminated by polluted air, the deterrent effect contained in the awe-inspiring Buddha light was still exerting its power, trapping the two people inside and making them unable to move.
Qin Baiqing felt that her dignity was insulted.
"This is clearly a magic array to scare away evil spirits. The great monk has gone too far!" She put her hands on her waist angrily, and her light movements caused a commotion of Buddhist beads.
The monk showed a look of disbelief, and quickly changed his spell to try to tighten the restraints, but the two men remained calm and clearly not affected at all.
"No more playing around," Feng Budu comforted Qin Baiqing, "beat him up."
As soon as the words were spoken, the spiritual light of the formation formed by the Buddhist beads shattered layer by layer.
The powerful magic circle was like a bubble, floating away in the depths of the Bodhi Temple along with the last sound of Feng Bu Du.
"impossible--"
The monk's pupils were shaking, and before he could finish his words, he fell straight down.
"Humph!"
"I'm not an evil spirit." Qin Baiqing picked up a Buddhist bead and threw it over. The round beads rolled happily on the monk's body for two circles before stopping. The monk became motionless.
"Good job!"
"of course."
"But now we are in trouble," Feng Budu immediately poured cold water on him, "The guardian monks have all been infected, and the situation in Bodhi Temple may be bad."
"But there was no problem before. The great monks have been guarding the crack for thousands of years, and the relics were well suppressed..."
She felt it was troublesome, and while she was mumbling to herself, suddenly an idea flashed in her mind, and she reacted with surprise.
"Ah, relics!" Qin Baiqing's eyes widened, and then he blinked, his whole face wrinkled, "Hua Mu Yao and Lu Ding will do something."
Now the entire temple has inevitably been infected. It is very likely that Huamu Yao had done something wrong, causing the pollution to leak out and the Bodhi Temple to fall!
"How could there be such a bad guy?" Qin Baiqing gritted her teeth, glared at the disappointing pagoda, and sulked alone.
The Bodhi Temple was polluted, and she was in the middle of it, so she was in obvious trouble!
"It's not easy to leave now." Feng Budu said coldly.
The two were speechless for a moment, and there was an unconscious monk on the ground who couldn't do anything to him.
It was true that the pollution in the crack had been stopped, but no one expected that Hua Mu Yao would leave such a big pit, which directly released the pollution that had been suppressed in the pagoda for many years, and it spread throughout the entire Bodhi Temple in a short time.
"What should I do..."
"Amitabha."
The Buddha's name came from far away. The old monk with kind eyes had a gold-dyed cassock and a long, snow-white brow with a gold-stamped seal. He looked like an arhat and looked somewhat familiar.
"It's the abbot of the temple." Feng Budu reminded.
"I hope you are well, benefactor." The abbot lowered his head and closed his eyes, leaving only the tip of his snow-white eyebrows waving in front of Qin Baiqing, and said with understanding: "It has been a long time since we last met. The young benefactor's cultivation has greatly improved. Congratulations."
"It is the temple's fault that the crisis in the temple disturbed the two donors. Since the two donors have already guessed the truth, I will not elaborate on it."
"I remember now! I've seen you before," Qin Baiqing just remembered, and laughed childishly with excitement, "I saw you at the Hundred Sects Competition, the great monk!"
"It's me. The young donor is as smart as ever." The abbot, whose Buddhist name is Shiji, responded calmly.
"Oh... what should we do now?" Seeing an acquaintance, Qin Baiqing became even more distressed. She pulled Feng Budu and whispered, "The temple is in chaos. The abbot is so pitiful. Are all his subordinates going to be corrupted?"
As the leader of the same sect, Qin Baiqing felt the same way and trembled with fear.
Unexpectedly, Feng Budu said dismissively, "He is not pitiful."
"You should have been there when Zhufu and Anshi were born, right? Or was it your decision?" He asked Shiji bluntly, "You were more qualified than most sect leaders to make the decision to let the monks use their bodies to suppress the cracks and to separate their bodies in order to survive."
He was able to make the decisive decision to sacrifice the monk when facing a crisis. He is not a soft-hearted person and cannot be considered an innocent victim.
"Ugh……"
"I will take you two back to the Rift."
After Feng Budu revealed the truth, Shi Ji sighed heavily but did not refute. He did not ask any questions about the fallen guardian and led the two of them back to the direction of the crack.
"He really let Zhu Fu and An Shi," Qin Baiqing thought for a moment, not knowing how to address the person who had not yet separated from them, so he simply said vaguely: "Let that person die and use his body to suppress the crack? How did you guess that?"
"It's not hard to guess that the pagoda's relics are more of a suppressant than a deterrent. In order to conceal this matter at the beginning of the rift, they had to resort to some drastic measures."
"Fellow Daoist Feng is very perceptive." Shi Ji's voice floated over without even turning his head.
"The crack first appeared a long time ago. At that time, Master Mingzeng of the temple was about to ascend to heaven, but he discovered the existence of the crack. He sensed the danger and tried to destroy it, but to no avail. Not only did it fail to solve the pollution, but it was eroded by the temple. In the end, the temple decided to suppress it."
He concealed many of the things, "This is the cause that the two Taoist friends saw. Master Mingzeng suppressed it with his own body. In order to eliminate future troubles, he separated Zhu Fu and An Shi, hoping that the temple would have enough strength to continue to deal with any accidents that might occur due to the cracks in the future."
To put it bluntly, after Mingzeng's death, in order to prevent the temple from losing its power to resist pollution, it was not enough to leave behind relics, but he also had to separate into two people to leave a fire to resist pollution for the temple.
One person supported the peace in the temple for thousands of years.
"Zhu Fu is good, and An Shi is bad," Qin Baiqing was puzzled. "What's the use of An Shi?"
"Of course, we have to separate all the pollution to ensure Zhufu is clean." Feng Budu replied coldly, "Make the best use of everything. Mingzeng's relics were left in the pagoda after his death, and the two separated ones also have their own responsibilities."
He filled in the blanks for Shiji about what happened in the temple after Mingzeng's death: "The two people who were left behind were just as polluted as those in Zhong'an, so they were able to directly absorb the pollution and coexist with it for a long time without being eroded."
"To be fair, although you are not that great, I admire Master Mingzeng."
Feng Budu changed the subject and said sincerely, "I admire Mingzeng. He deserves to be called a master. Even though he knew that he was just an ant trying to stop a tree in terms of pollution, he still sacrificed his life. His courage of flying into the fire is admirable."
It was not until this moment, when Shi Ji heard Feng Budu's tone with some contempt, that his heart finally froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to normal and continued to lead the way calmly.
A generation of high monks who were about to ascend to heaven threw themselves into the crack, but all they got in return was a moment of peace. Now everything has returned to the starting point.
It actually sounded a bit stupid, and everything he did seemed meaningless in Feng Budu's eyes.
At least futile courage is meaningless in his eyes.
Shi Ji could hear the contempt in that, but Qin Baiqing obviously couldn't understand it so deeply.
She nodded repeatedly, her eyes sparkling as she continued, "I want to die for my cause, too—"
"Um!"
Feng Budu covered her mouth directly, staring at her and asking silently: Why don’t you let me learn!
"Little kid, don't follow the crowd. Do you know what you need to learn? Your priority is to
It is to learn to seek help from adults when encountering difficulties. "
(End of this chapter)