87 Chapter 87: No Return from the Boundless Sea of Suffering
Outside the tavern, the moonlight spills like water, flowing for thousands of miles.
Shui Zhongyue stood atop a distant roof, his eyes fixed intently on the private room's entrance of the Wuyang Tavern.
Having lost track of the young doctor last ti, Huo Zhongyun had been punished according to the Demon Sect's rules, and to this day, he's still bedridden. Shui Zhongyue knew he absolutely must not follow in his footsteps and needed to keep a close watch on that young doctor.
"I really don't know why we have to keep an eye on, protect this young doctor," Shui Zhongyue muttered to himself.
Yet, as Shui Zhongyue watched the private room, a shadow silently flew out of the window without him noticing at all.
That person was none other than An Jing, who had concealed his Qi.
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Three Temple Mountain, the northern peak at Bright Moon Pavilion.
The peak was shrouded in mist and cloud, with winding mountain paths, and the moon seed to hang just before one's eyes.
At this mont, the mountain path was filled with experts, each with a blade at their waist and a waist badge—upon closer inspection, all were Xuanyi Guard badges, and even the lowest rank among them was Silver.
Moreover, standing beside the pavilion were five Gold Constables, each in a posture of obedient readiness.
With Gold Constables standing guard outside the pavilion, naturally, the one inside had to be the Jade Constable of the Xuanyi Guard, also known as the Great Heavenly Gang.
Three Great Heavenly Gang mbers stood within the pavilion, one of whom was Gan Yue.
The person standing in the chief position had graying temples and bright eyes, his left hand resting on the hilt of the blade at his waist. His face was as still as calm waters, and the other Great Heavenly Gang mber was a woman.
The woman appeared to be in her forties, with fairly unremarkable looks, and with the passage of ti, she began to show so signs of aging.
These two were the Heavenly Kill Star Xi Jikui and the Heavenly Skill Star Zhang Shuang of the Xuanyi Guard.
"Master Xi, Master Zhang, all the hands have been deployed,"
Xi Jikui nodded slightly, "Thank you for your efforts, Master Gan."
Gan Yue replied indifferently, "Master Xi jests, we are all but sharing His Majesty's worries."
"Those from the Demon Sect, truly hateful!"
Xi Jikui's eyes narrowed into slits, a trace of cold light erging, "Li Fuzhou broke the seal this ti for rely a wisp of nature's spiritual energy, but he completely disregards the safety of the world."
"This ti, I will ensure Li Fuzhou does not return."
Xi Jikui's tone was very mild, yet it concealed a thick intent to kill.
Gan Yue and Zhang Shuang felt a tremor in their hearts upon hearing this.
Who was Li Fuzhou? He was the Sect Master of the Demon Sect's Human Sect, an unmatched expert who in his pri stood against four Great Heavenly Gang mbers alone. Even Xi Yuanjun couldn't slay him when he was at his peak.
Today, however, they had to ambush this man.
Zhang Shuang chuckled beside them, "If Master Xi manages to kill Li Fuzhou by hand, you're sure to beco celebrated across Jianghu, and His Majesty will be greatly pleased."
Li Fuzhou was the Sect Master of the Demon Sect's Human Sect. If they were lucky enough to kill him this ti, although they would gain a great reputation, they would also be marked for vengeance and retaliation by the Demon Sect. This was not a title just anyone could bear.
Xi Jikui naturally understood Zhang Shuang's intentions, but of course, he was not afraid of offending the Demon Sect. After all, his father was Xi Yuanjun, the Deputy Governor of the Xuanyi Guard.
If soone like him feared the Demon Sect's retaliation, then who in the world would dare to kill the experts of the Demon Sect?
Gan Yue pondered for a mont, then said, "Apart from the Demon Sect, I'm certain other experts will want to vie for nature's spiritual energy. We must be cautious. According to information from the Heaven and Earth Net, people from the Five Poison Sect seem to have also arrived..."
"If they can be killed, kill them all!"
Xi Jikui declared icily, "This nature's spiritual energy is an asset of the Dynasty; anyone who dares to covet it deserves to die."
Even Gan Yue frowned upon hearing this remark.
After all, many formidable opponents may have co this ti, and if it really ca to a fight, the Xuanyi Guard might not necessarily hold an advantage.
Furthermore, what he referred to as an asset of the Dynasty, that statent seed sowhat off; evidently, he wanted the spiritual energy for himself.
Xi Jikui stated expressionlessly, "These people are all parasites of our Great Yan, only thinking of fishing in troubled waters for their own gain. What use is there in keeping them around?"
Gan Yue nodded upon hearing this and no longer spoke.
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Dusk descended, and the entire Three Temple Mountain was shrouded in darkness.
In the Vilu Hall, the sound of a wooden fish being struck could be heard.
At this mont, the statue of Buddha in Vilu Hall had been shattered, and the ground was covered with broken fragnts, which, despite being broken, still emanated a faint golden glow.
It was precisely because these fragnts still carried Buddha's light that the seal did not break imdiately.
"Sizzle!" "Sizzle!"
Dark currents of air spread out around the great hall, seemingly trying to burst forth from the hall, but they appeared to be restrained by so sort of shackles.
"Senior Brother, the moon is almost full."
Fa Wu looked up at the moon outside the hall.
The rounder the moon, the heavier the Yin Energy, which was a bad on.
"What must co will always co,"
Fa Zhi sighed, "Suffering is inherent in the human world, not just for common folk."
"Senior Brother?" Fa Wu asked, "I don't quite understand."
"What don't you understand?"
"Why do we protect the seal? Yet so people want to destroy it? Who is right and who is wrong?"
"Each person has their own destiny; right and wrong lie within a single thought of yours. If you believe it's right, then it is right. If you think it's wrong, then it's wrong."
"Each person has their own destiny? Do I have one too?"
"Yes, your destiny and mine are the sa as all beings. All beings suffer, and you must seek liberation from this suffering sea."
Fa Wu beca even more baffled, as his Senior Brother always spoke of the suffering of all beings, yet he couldn't feel it, "Why do all beings suffer, the world is not at peace, yet they do not turn towards our Buddha?"
Hearing this, Fa Zhi said, "Do you think that if more people turn towards our Buddha, all the people in the world will be able to escape the sea of suffering and the world will be at peace?"
Fa Wu asked in confusion, "Senior Brother, is it not so? Isn't our journey here to fulfill the Bodhisattva's decree to preach the scriptures?"
"Fa Wu, you are mistaken,"
Fa Zhi shook his head.
"Mistaken?"
"We did not leave our hos rely to preach the scriptures."
"If not to preach, then what for?"
"We left ho so that there would be no more monks in the world."
Upon hearing these words from Fa Zhi, Fa Wu was completely stunned, "We left ho just so that there would be no more monks in the world..."
At that mont, it was as if he had been enlightened, realizing the profound truth.
Fa Zhi nodded and slowly said, "Leaving ho is but a way to help sentient beings escape the sea of suffering. Should the sentient beings truly escape it, what use would we have then?"
Indeed, if all beings are universally saved and people escape the sea of suffering, then what purpose do we serve?
Fa Zhi looked towards the wall where the evil Yin energy was nearly bursting forth, "Is the evening drum prepared?"
"It's ready," Fa Wu nodded.
"Good," Fa Zhi sighed softly, "Fa Wu, rember always that you are a monk, but you are also one of the countless sentient beings. When they escape the sea of suffering, so will you."
"Senior Brother, Fa Wu will bear this in his heart, never to forget," said Fa Wu.
Fa Wu felt that today his Senior Brother was unusually talkative.
In the past, he too asked many things, but his Senior Brother often told him to listen and to perceive. Today, however, Fa Zhi seed willing to explain everything, word by word.
Fa Zhi, in a rare gesture, patted Fa Wu on the head and said wistfully, "In fact, for so people, leaving their hos to beco monks is the greatest sea of suffering."
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