Not everyone in Haomun can understand what I’m saying. In so ways, the White-Robed Scholar might actually understand better. And when it cos to how I feel about Haomun, the Beggars’ Sect Leader would probably understand best.
So just because soone belongs to Haomun doesn’t an they truly understand .
Likewise, I couldn’t properly understand what the Crazy Monk said to in my past life. Maybe he held back from trying to beat to death like other Jianghu bastards at least ten tis a day.
The Crazy Monk, dragging around with him, seed to constantly wrestle with the identity crisis between being a peaceful martial monk and a vengeance-consud defrocked monk.
That’s probably why he beca soone who was neither a monk nor a defrocked one—just the Crazy Monk.
We stared for a long ti at the fierce flas rising from the burning corpses. Beside us, the disciple of the Crazy Monk—my martial uncle Dong-su—was chanting Buddhist sutras, praying for the souls of the dead to find peace in paradise. And since none of us were deaf, we all heard it.
Normally, sutras ntion Avalokiteshvara or Amitabha, but Dong-su was mumbling so weird nas in odd pronunciations that were hard to make out.
When he finished chanting, I asked him:
“...Who the hell is Azarananta?”
Dong-su looked at .
“He is the Immovable Wisdom King.”
“Oh, really?”
Hearing the na Immovable Wisdom King made think of the Crazy Monk.
Even the flas swirling around the corpses resembled the Crazy Monk’s martial arts.
The Crazy Monk mostly used techniques similar to the fla arts of the Golden Nine Free-Wandering Manual, and according to him, it was sothing he called Feral Fla. In old temples, you occasionally see statues or paintings of the Immovable Wisdom King, and he’s usually surrounded by flas.
That must be Feral Fla.
Maybe that’s why the Immovable Wisdom King always cos to mind whenever I think of the Crazy Monk.
Originally, the Immovable Wisdom King wasn’t a deity associated with rcy.
I don’t know exactly what kind of figure he is in Buddhism, but just judging from how he’s depicted, he looks like an embodint of rage. He holds a sword and whip and looks like he’s going to beat everything to death. I don’t know if these religious figures ever actually existed, but one thing’s certain: the Immovable Wisdom King was a martial master suffering from rage disorder. The fact that even a Buddhist Wisdom King can’t escape rage disorder shows how terrifying it is.
I asked Dong-su:
“What kind of being is the Immovable Wisdom King? He seems pretty far removed from your peaceful mindset, baldy. Isn’t he the guy who beats the crap out of evil spirits?”
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