Chapter 272: The Past (3)
Until then, Feng Zhen hadn't noticed anything wrong, and was confused and vaguely looking forward to the arrival of the people from the Discipline Hall.
He had also heard about the Vinaya Hall purging people who had ruined the reputation of Buddhism, but he thought that his sect was dedicated to promoting Buddhism, so naturally it would not be in the scope of purging.
"The Hall of Discipline hunted you down?" Jingli was a little puzzled. In fact, hearing this, she felt that if what Feng Zhen said was true, he didn't seem to have done anything heinous, and the people who only joined the sect later sounded more like victims. If the Discipline Hall pursued and cleaned them up as Mo Qiu said, it would be too much.
Feng Zhen shook his head and sighed, "I didn't do anything to us, but I did something stupid." Over the years, he has not had the opportunity to leave, but because of his guilt, he is willing to stay here, trying to help his younger brothers and sisters out of the sea of suffering, it is precisely because of his false compassion and false compassion that many later generations have been harmed, and staying here is more like a negative atonement.
Hearing this, Jingli quietly leaned into Mo Qiu's ear and whispered, "I think he is more like a monk than you." "Great compassion for the world, sacrificing oneself to save the common people, heaven, this is close to the level of becoming a Buddha, if this person is a Buddha cultivator, the Buddha's heart must be very firm.
Mo Qiu glanced at Jingli with slanted eyes, and replied, "How can we monks be so hypocritical. ”
Isn't that hypocrisy? Although he hadn't heard this Feng Zhen finish speaking, he had already guessed some follow-ups. If that person was him back then, who had experienced these things, and now he was either dead or had killed that unlucky master, how could he continue to harm people for a hundred years. In the end, it's just cowardice.
Saying that the lack of strength is just an excuse, and that fear of death is just a kind of self-comfort.
False compassion does connivance.
It's just that he won't say this for the time being, after all, the other party's cultivation is relatively high, what if he becomes angry after being exposed. Mo Qiu's eyes rolled slightly, expressing his disdain with his eyes.
Besides, at that time, Feng Zhen really didn't know anything about what his master had done, only that the Discipline Hall suddenly made a move. At that time, he saw that the younger brothers and sisters were all mournful, and they were silent one by one. I thought it was because I was afraid of the might of the Discipline Hall.
He was furious. I thought that although I and my master were not formally apprenticed to Buddhism, they were seriously preaching Buddhist teachings, and it was really hateful that this precept hall did not ask questions and killed people. No wonder Buddhism is declining.
In a word. Although he did not dare to face the entire precept hall. However, he secretly hid the Yuan Ying who escaped from the master......
He still clearly remembered that after the people from the Hall of Discipline left, he excitedly told everyone. When Master was still alive, the strange eyes of those people were some of fear, some of them crazy.
After that, he learned that when they saw the Discipline Hall, they were so scared, in fact, because these surviving disciples, most of whom were also participants in the experiment, had been helping to abuse, and they were afraid that they would be cleaned up.
After the seizure, the master and the new body were mutually exclusive and unable to cultivate, so he began to experiment more frantically, and only by creating an ideal body could he integrate into it and continue to cultivate.
Naturally, the original place could no longer continue to live, so he took his disciples to the Jiang Li's Spirit Realm and entered the Spirit Mist Forest. Master had been to Jiang Li's Spirit Realm when he was young, and the Heavenly Gate was the place where he obtained the evil law, so he knew this place very well and was very close, and finally chose the Spirit Mist Forest as his new base.
Jiang Li's spirit realm is the territory of the demon race, and the demons' natural physical advantages are more suitable for experimenting and creating new bodies than humans, and the spirit mist forest is covered by dense fog all year round and will not be easily discovered.
The first test specimen he took a fancy to was the original owner of the Spirit Mist Forest, the Hedgehog Clan, and he coveted the eyes of the Hedgehog Clan, which were eyes that could see in any environment.
"But how exactly did you do it to the Pigs?" For this matter, Jingli really can't figure it out. Xie Meng said that in addition to him, there are people in the Hedgehog clan who have cultivated higher, that is to say, at least Yuanzhong monks. Although there is a big gap between the Yuanying Monks at different stages, it is very difficult to quietly hide from one of them and imprison the other, or to hide from one of them and solve the other, not to mention that they did not have the ability to see in the fog at that time.
"Medication. The group of hedgehogs were relatively sluggish and had little resistance to the powder. Shi Sui snorted lightly, and said in his heart, it is no wonder that he is almost wiped out, hidden in this thick fog, there is a natural barrier, his vigilance is poor, and he does not know the sinister nature of the immortal cultivation world.
Hearing this, there is a black line on the net glass, is this actually the case? She thought too much or too little, and she didn't even think that it could be like this. At that time, she only thought, wow, the opponent is so strong, it seems that she has not considered the problem that her own side is too weak.
"The problem lies with the pig." The encounter with the hedgehog led to the master's final madness, and even more directly led to today's situation.
"The eyes of a pig corrupt a person's flesh." Shi Sui reached out and rubbed his eye sockets, showing the black viscous liquid on the back of his hand to Jingli and the others, "After replacing the eyes of the hedgehog, if they can't be fused, they will start to corrode from the eye sockets until the whole body ulcerates." ”
Hearing this, Pan Qi was taken aback, he covered his eyes violently, rubbed it vigorously, and looked at his palm, why was there nothing?
"You're the right person." Seeing Panqi's movements, Feng Zhen sighed and reminded, "For some reason, some people will not be rejected, they can fuse with the eyes of the pig, and their bodies will not fester. "For example, it is lucky to be curled and panqi, but it is obviously not. These eyes, which were originally curling, had only been replaced by him not long ago, and they had already begun to corrode at this time.
"Can you hold it?" Feng Zhen asked worriedly. Shisui shook his head, signaling that he didn't have to worry, he didn't plan to live too long, but it was just a pain before he died.
At that time, in order to adapt to the life of the Spirit Mist Forest as soon as possible, the junior brothers and sisters of the same sect hunted and killed the hedgehogs one after another, and replaced the eyes of the hedgehogs on their bodies, including the master.
The eyes of the hedgehog led to a "disaster".
The disciples who changed their eyes were all wiped out, and even the master's newly seized body was mostly destroyed, thanks to his profound cultivation, he first forcibly and temporarily suppressed the spread of decay, and then began to frantically exchange his rotten body with others, so the disciples who had never changed their eyes and survived were most likely taken away from their bodies and became victims, and there were only more than 20 people left in the Compassion Sect (to be continued. )