Chapter 429: Inner Demon
After an unknown amount of time, Huiyuan slowly opened his eyes.
He was covered in scars, his face was so bruised and swollen that it was almost impossible to see his original appearance, and his cassock had long been torn and turned into strips of cloth hanging on his body.
He was still sitting cross-legged in the small courtyard, but it was already extremely late. There was no moon or stars in the sky, only thick clouds. It was unknown how much time had passed since he set up the magic array.
"Still...in the illusion...or...or already..."
Huiyuan covered her chest and coughed heavily. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth uncontrollably.
“This, this is the illusory formation created by the poor monk, but why does it have such a sinister and cruel meaning?”
He murmured to himself: “This is not my Buddha at all. The illusion..."
"Amitabha."
At this moment, a voice suddenly sounded next to him: "The so-called gloomy and cruelty does not come from outside, but comes from you and me. Original heart.”
Huiyuan was startled.
This voice is exactly the same as his own!
He followed the sound and saw a person walking slowly in the shadow of the small courtyard at night. His appearance and demeanor were exactly the same as him!
It's just that this "Hui Yuan" looks more holy and innocent. He is wearing a plain white monk's robe with no lines on his body. There is nothing on his body and hands. His eyebrows are lowered and his mouth is smiling. .
Huiyuan in white walked steadily and finally stood in front of Huiyuan.
"You are..."
Huiyuan's eyebrows twitched: "What is this illusion this time?"
"This illusion formation was created by you and me, to practice self-cultivation. You should be able to identify...the phantom formation has ceased." Huiyuan in white said calmly: "Ignorant monk, it is not an illusion."
Huiyuan looked at him steadily: "You...are the inner demon of the poor monk. ."
"No."
Huiyuan in white said softly: "You are the inner demon."
In the underground secret room of the small courtyard, Qiu Chan and other young women gathered together. There was a bronze mirror in front of them. It was the person who had helped Qiu Chan before. Chan distinguishes the true and the illusion of the Tai Chi mirror.
This time, the mirror clearly showed the scene in the small courtyard, and also showed the scene of the conversation between the two Huiyuan.
"Senior Sister Qiu."
Si Yu whispered excitedly: "Young Master Fu did a very good job in this play!"
Qiu Chan snorted and said: "You've all seen it, this man lies just like he eats and drinks! Be careful with him!"
"Oh~" The other divisions The sisters cried out in dissatisfaction: "Then why are you not careful about him?"
Qiu Chan folded her arms and did not answer, but looked into the mirror with a somewhat worried look in her eyes.
Yes, Huiyuan in white is none other than Fu Qingzhou.
Two days have actually passed since Huiyuan deployed the phantom formation.
In the past two days and two nights, he has never been able to break out of the illusion. Instead, he has been circulating and struggling in the nested illusion arrays. Both his body and mind have been greatly tortured. The aura on his body Weakened to the extreme.
Only such a long period of torture can make a strong man in the second realm of Dongtian become so weak and withered.
In the past two days, Fu Qingzhou and the others secretly took Hui Yuan's essence and refined another Yi Yan Pill.
This is where "Hui Yuan in White" comes from.
In the small courtyard, Huiyuan looked at Fu Qingzhou in front of him, his expression changing several times.
But in fact... Fu Qingzhou also felt a little nervous.
It is impossible to accurately ask the secret of Huiyuan's heart by relying on the magic array.
Therefore, he had to remove the illusion and take advantage of the great monk's extremely weak body and confused mind to pretend to be another personality of the other party to deceive and ask questions.
But frankly speaking, he is really not particularly good at engaging in such inscrutable tricks...
There is no other way, I can only bite the bullet and show off.
"Wisdom illuminates the source, and compassion manifests itself."
Fu Qingzhou clasped his hands together and said softly: "I dare to ask, do you still have compassion and wisdom in your heart?"
Huiyuan's face struggled for a while, He sighed and didn't dare to answer.
"You understand."
Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "He acted as a savior, was greedy for profit, and was an adulterer of a good family. He also covered up his crimes and concealed himself... Huiyuan, you are not a demon. , who is the inner demon? ”
Every time he spoke a word, Huiyuan's body shook heavily, and his expression became even more miserable.
"I, I can't help it, I can't help it..."
He lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out a whisper from between his teeth. "No way?"
Fu Qingzhou's tone was still calm: "Master, how did you teach me back then?"
Of course he didn't know what Master Huiyuan taught, but he was lying and making it up anyway, so he didn't believe that the senior monks of the previous generation at Jinchan Temple didn't say anything about Zen.
Sure enough, Huiyuan sighed again.
"It is wrong to be strong, and only by guarding your heart can you prove it... That's right." The misery on his face slowly dissipated, and he gradually gained a look of understanding: "Master has said it before, said it a long time ago ..."
"Being strong is not the way, only by guarding the heart can you prove it."
Fu Qingzhou repeated what Huiyuan said and said lightly: "Thank you for remembering it, and because of this, there is. ”
Huiyuan raised his head and looked at him with a sudden look on his face: "I see."
After that, he clasped his hands together and bowed deeply to Fu Qingzhou, exuding a faint and sacred aura. Buddha's breath.
Fu Qingzhou smiled slightly: "So... what should you do now?"
"The poor monk should face the sins he committed." Huiyuan said seriously: "Make up for the mistakes of the past. ."
"Not bad."
Fu Qingzhou's eyes brightened and he said with a smile: "Please."
"Yes."
Huiyuan responded and changed his posture, from sitting cross-legged to sitting on his knees.
Then, he slowly bent down towards Fu Qingzhou and knocked his forehead against the floor tiles.
"Quick, quick, quick!" Fu Qingzhou shouted in his mind: "Old man, help create some visions, otherwise he won't believe it!"
"Tsk..."
The smoker said impatiently: "It's so annoying, you don't know how to do magic, so you can do it yourself?"
"What little magic I have, he is a hole in the sky. You can see it in the blink of an eye!" Fu Qingzhou urged: "Please, please, I won't catch you this time. I will get the Xuanxing Shentie when I get back and touch it for half an hour!"
"Half a minute! An hour..."
The smoker suddenly became interested: "That's okay."
On this side, Huiyuan's head had hit the ground.
“The poor monk was seduced by Concubine Jing and hoped to join the Yuan family in exchange for the lost secrets of Buddhism, so as to compete for the right to be the first lecturer in the future. In the process, he used the power of Jinchan Temple to help her and become the queen. Fighting for the throne, and raping the palace maid Wen Qingru after taking the medicine, this is a serious crime."
He said solemnly: "From now on, I am determined to sever ties with Concubine Jing, return to the temple, and take the initiative to obey the precepts. Senior Brother Huikong described the matter in detail, and was willing to accept all punishments... He should do his best to compensate Wen Qingru for all his losses, cleanse his reputation, and make him live in peace."
After he finished speaking, he saw " A thick white smoke rises from the body of "Hui Yuan in White" and disperses into the air. There is no spiritual meaning in this white smoke, but it gives people a profound and mysterious feeling... After the white smoke rises, the "White Smoke" Hui Yuan's figure seemed a bit blurry and unreal.
When Huiyuan saw this, his eyes brightened even more and he kowtowed his head again.
"The poor monk was coerced and seduced by two senior brothers, Hui Jue and Hui Xin. He once scouted potential disciples for Fanyin Temple and provided him with huge financial resources for cultivation. As a result, he indirectly killed countless living beings and led to heinous crimes."
After saying that, he raised his head again and kowtowed heavily again: "Senior brother Huikong once believed in me and sent me to investigate the behavior of two senior brothers Huijue and Huixin. However, I misheard his words and acted for them. He concealed it and even thought it was for the benefit of Jin Chan Temple. Now he realizes that he was totally wrong! "
More and more white smoke rises from Fu Qingzhou's body, and his figure becomes more and more illusory.
But the smile in his eyes could not be hidden.
The words Huiyuan said while kowtowing were more important than the last!
He has done a lot of things for Huijue and Huixin, and he is even considered one of their "ones", and he knows a lot of inside information that is scary!
What the hell, isn’t the evidence Huikong wants right here?
Of course...this is just his one-sided statement, Huixin still needs to be caught.
Finally, Huiyuan finished kowtowing. The floor tile he knelt on had been shattered, and his forehead was swollen. It was obvious that he was really guilty and did not use any real energy to protect himself. Every time, the blow was extremely heavy.
Not only that, there were two more tear marks on his face... I don't know when, he had tears streaming down his face.
"Very good."
Fu Qingzhou, whose figure could not be seen clearly in the white smoke, said softly: "In the opinion of a poor monk, you and I should write down all our crimes so that Brother Huikong can clean them up. The door of the temple, from now on, should spend the rest of his life making up for his mistakes. If the person he has harmed has a family member, he should make up for it; if there is no way to make up for it, he should do good things and eliminate evil things to redeem himself. "
"...What he said is true." Huiyuan smiled slightly and said: "If the poor monk needs to die, the poor monk will go there; if the poor monk is ordered to live as an ascetic life, the poor monk will do it for the rest of his life, just for peace of mind."
< br>Fu Qingzhou nodded slightly, and then gently squeezed the beads that controlled the magic array in his hand.
The huge power of the phantom formation pressed against Huiyuan again. His already exhausted body and spirit could no longer bear it. His body swayed slightly, his eyes rolled, and he fell to the ground and passed out. .
(End of this chapter)