Chapter 139 Seeking the Way, Asking Buddha

Chapter 139 Seeking the Way, Asking Buddha

Chapter 139 Seeking the Way, Asking Buddha

The more absurd the truth is, the harder it is for people to imagine it.

Of course, the consequences are often more serious.

No one could have imagined that the Tianming Sect had two leaders, the chief and the deputy, let alone that one of them was the chief of the Qin Sky Patrol Department, a great man who was already famous in the world.

"I don't think you want to find out who that ghost is now."

Pei Jinge looked into Gu Zhuo's eyes and said in an extremely cold voice: "You clearly want me to die."

As long as people are alive, there are no absolute secrets.

If she really agreed to this proposal and temporarily took the position of the leader of the Tianming Sect in order to hide Gu Zhuo's identity, and this matter was exposed to the public one day in the future, she would definitely be suspected of treason and endless troubles would follow.

Even if this secret is kept hidden forever, Gu Zhuo can use it as a handle to blackmail her in the future and force her to do something she doesn't want to do.

Yes, she was indeed curious and wanted to know the whole truth of the matter, but this was not enough for her to devote the rest of her life to it.

No matter who Gu Zhuo is to her, it won’t work.

The more Pei Jinge thought about it, the angrier he got. He laughed out of anger and said, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"

This was undoubtedly her first real loss of composure in many years.

Perhaps it was for this reason that in Gu Zhuo's eyes, Pei Jinge looked rare and cute at this moment.

"This is just an idea or suggestion of mine. It doesn't involve anything more than that. I'm just asking. You don't have to think too much about it, and don't get angry about it."

Gu Zhuo sighed.

Pei Jinge calmed down, glanced at him and rolled his eyes.

Seeing that she seemed less angry, Gu Zhuo asked, "Is there really no way to discuss this?"

Pei Jinge was silent for a moment, then said, "I've wanted to ask you since that day. You've always given me the impression of being extremely mature and even old-fashioned. Why are you so childish about this matter... It's like you're completely unaware of the consequences of your actions?"

Gu Zhuo thought about it and said uncertainly: "Maybe it's because I'm very young now?"

Pei Jinge thought that this was a irrelevant answer, and sneered, "So you don't know how high the sky is and how deep the earth is?"

As she finished speaking, she suddenly recalled that before the summer festival began, she had asked Gu Zhuo about the four words "the sky is high and the earth is thick", but in the end she did not get an answer.

Gu Zhuo seemed to have guessed her thoughts and said, "Do you still want to know the answer now?"

"Of course I did."

Pei Jinge ignored the trembling of his Dao Heart, looked at him expressionlessly, and said: "But even if you are my chance to break through the realm and become a fairy, it is not worth it for me to become the leader of the Tianming Sect."

Gu Zhuo was just asking casually, so he didn't feel disappointed and said with a smile, "Because four metamorphosis means three more metamorphosis than one metamorphosis?"

For some reason, when Pei Jinge looked at his smile, she suddenly felt too lazy to be angry and just treated this as an endless and casual chat.

Anyway, the mountain road is still very long, dawn is far away, and there is no one around.

"Because I don't want to be the next Yingxu."

"Makes sense."

"More importantly, I don't think that I can only break through by relying on you. If I hold on to this idea, even if I can achieve metamorphosis, I will still be nothing but a waste."

"Even Yuhua is useless?"

"Practice is about seeking your own self, not the power gained through the hands of others."

Gu Zhuo smiled and said nothing more.

Pei Jinge looked at the night scene ahead of the mountain road and suddenly said, "But I will act according to the agreement I made with you before."

Gu Zhuo said: "Thank you."

Pei Jinge said calmly: "There's nothing to thank me for. I just don't have the habit of breaking my promises. What you are going to do is very interesting in itself and worth my close attention."

Hearing this, Gu Zhuo thought of the fact that he didn't want to meet her in the summer, and then thought of the pleasantness of this conversation at this moment, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Things are so unpredictable.

"Do you still see me as an old friend?" He asked casually, somewhat curiously.

Pei Jinge thought about it seriously and answered, "Sometimes, sometimes not."

Gu Zhuo laughed and said, "I think you are more like a Taoist master."

Pei Jinge glanced at him and said, "Are you trying to please me?"

"No, that's what I really think."

Gu Zhuo's voice was very sincere.

Pei Jinge thought to himself that you still have some vision, and his mood improved unconsciously. He turned to ask, "How are you and Lin Wanyi doing?"

Gu Zhuo thought that he hadn't heard these three words for a long time, and he felt a little emotional. He said softly, "It's just as you know."

"Lin Wanyi's mother will take over soon, at the end of the year, or at the beginning of the year."

Pei Jinge hesitated for a moment, but finally gave a more direct reminder: "If you insist on finding the traitor, maybe you can try to get her support."

Gu Zhuo shook his head and refused directly.

Because of Lin Wanyi, he didn't have a very good impression of this empress and had no interest in forming an alliance with her.

Pei Jinge just mentioned it simply, without any intention of making it happen, so he didn't care about being rejected.

In the following time, the two still had things to talk about, but they were all small talk.

At the end of the conversation, Gu Zhuo asked Pei Jinge to deliver a letter for him, and the recipient was Bai Nanming.

The content of the letter was very simple. He said that he suddenly became interested in Buddhism and planned to travel to the 480 temples in the south to ask questions of the Buddha.

……

...A few days passed in a flash. The extremely tough attitude displayed by the Sky Patrol in Chaozhou City once again caused a stir in the world. The silence of the King of Southern Qi made the situation even more rampant. Many sects secretly expressed their concerns, but no one was stupid enough to show their concerns openly.

That would be understood as sympathizing with evil.

Before the storm subsided, one incident almost caught everyone's attention.

No one expected that Gu Zhuo, who won the first place in this year's summer festival, would suddenly appear in a temple to listen to sutras and then ask the monks in the temple for teachings.

That temple is quite famous both in the human world and in the spiritual world. In the past few summer festivals, it has harvested many good seedlings, and now there are many outstanding ones.

According to the news that spread out afterwards, the battle between Gu Zhuo and the young monk in the temple was indeed not just a matter of a single sword, but rather involved over a hundred moves.

Of course the winner is Gu Zhuo.

In this battle, the realm he displayed was still that of Dong Zhen, and he had not yet broken through to the stage of Yang Shen.

People can't help but feel more confused.

According to past practice, practitioners would devote themselves to cultivation after the summer festival. Geniuses like Gu Zhuo would often travel the world after achieving a breakthrough.

There are many geniuses who are even obsessed with spiritual practice, indulging in the pleasure brought by the continuous rise of their realm. Not to mention going down the mountain, they are even too lazy to take care of their daily lives.

Not until the realm begins to stagnate will practitioners reluctantly and painfully stop practicing and try to travel around the world looking for an opportunity to break through.

With the talent that Gu Zhuo displayed during the summer festival, there is absolutely no possibility that he will not be able to break through to the stage of nourishing the spirit. As for seeking fame... who in the world doesn't know him now?

That's why people are so puzzled, because this matter really doesn't make sense. They just think that the temple and Gu Zhuo may have had some unknown grudges.

So, when Gu Zhuo appeared again in another temple a few days later, continued to listen to the scriptures, challenged again, and won after more than a hundred moves... people really didn't understand.

With the turmoil that Gu Zhuo personally started, no one cared about the things that the Sky Patrol had done in Southern Qi and they were forgotten.

It is said that the king of Southern Qi almost suffered a heart attack due to this and vomited blood on the spot.

Pei Jinge also did not expect that public opinion would be suppressed in such a strange way. For this, he specially thanked Gu Zhuo and brought him Bai Nanming's reply.

Her Royal Highness the Princess’s meaning was very simple: you can go to worship Buddha, but you also have to keep your eyes on other places.

To put it simply, it means that Gu Zhuo should stop causing trouble for the monks. If he wants to fight, he should fight them all and don't let the Zen Sect mistakenly believe that Daqin is dissatisfied with it.

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"Master..."

Lin Wanyi asked seriously, "Where is Gu Zhuo fighting now?"

The head of Chaotian Sword Palace is named Zhou Qingyu. He has a very good reputation in the cultivation world and does not have any of the common bad habits of sword practitioners.

For example, poverty.

"Where is the saying of where to hit?"

Zhou Qingyu smiled and shook his head, jokingly saying, "It's not like Gu Zhuo is leading the barbarians southward."

Without waiting for his disciple to speak, he continued, "I heard that they are now circling along Yunmeng Lake. They probably want to fight all the sects in that area first."

Hearing this, Lin Wanyi's eyes brightened.

However, in the next moment, the light disappeared, and all that remained was regret.

Zhou Qingyu knew what she was thinking and said, "You want to go too?"

Lin Wanyi was slightly startled, and said seriously: "Yes."

Zhou Qingyu said gently, "You are not the only one who thinks this. I heard that many young people can't sit still anymore and want to join in the fun. It seems that one of them is your friend."

Lin Wanyi thought to herself, you obviously don’t seem like someone who likes to be lively, so why do you always make the world lively because of you?

Thinking of this, the corners of her lips inexplicably curled up, and a faint smile appeared in her dimples.

She looked at Zhou Qingyu and said, "Master, what do you mean?"

Zhou Qingyu explained with a smile: "As long as you can master the Chaotian Sword Canon, I will let you go down the mountain, because you will not bring shame to the sect."

The word "entry" sounds easy and simple, but that is only for other exercises.

The complexity of the Chaotian Sword Classic is unparalleled in the world, and few martial arts can compare with it. However, Lin Wanyi has only been a student of the Chaotian Sword Palace for less than half a year.

"It's a word."

Lin Wanyi agreed without thinking.

Then the girl stood up, bowed hastily to her master, and turned away, obviously wanting to devote all her time to practice.

Zhou Qingyu looked at her receding back, feeling deeply moved and thinking how great it was to be young.

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……

The fallen leaves become denser as autumn comes, and the world seems bleak.

As the second largest force in the world today, Zen Buddhism naturally occupies the best scenery in those famous rivers and mountains, with dense temples standing at the end of the mountain roads.

Unlike the past, Cha'an Temple was completely silent today, not even the sound of homework could be heard.

Inside the temple, the monks looked extremely solemn, completely lacking the gentleness and compassion they had when they chatted with believers in the past.

Why so solemn?

If the calculation is correct, Gu Zhuo will come to Cha'an Temple to listen to the sutras today, and then... continue what he did before.

Since early autumn, he has defeated monks from thirty-three temples in succession.

It is said that some great Zen masters are dissatisfied with this and are ready to suppress Gu Zhuo's arrogance.

　When I was writing this chapter, I suddenly thought of a sentence: Do you know what top flow is? (Tactical retreat)
　　
　
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