Chapter 685: Poor Monk Bitter Mercy

In the eternal darkness of the night.

Heaven and earth are silent and dark......

But at this moment, Feng Qingyan unexpectedly saw a flying figure, which made him a little surprised.

In the eternal darkness, it is too difficult to meet a living person.

The figure flew hundreds of miles away, scurrying like a headless fly, covered in clothes he had never seen.

"This is not the costume of Zhou Tianxia, nor is it the costume of the Western Regions......"

At this time, Feng Qingyan looked curiously, but he didn't rush to catch up, after all, he was still followed by Jiu Ge and Qing Mang, "Could it be the people of Kutuotian?"

The man had gray hair, and his mental state was not very good, and he seemed to be about to fall into madness.

Although the man was frantically swept around, Feng Qingyan didn't feel any breath.

In the eternal darkness of the night, it seems to be cut off from perception.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have been aware of the other party's existence at all.

It's also the terrible place of the eternal night.

For example, Jiu Ge and Qing Mang were obviously following behind him, very close, but Feng Qingyan didn't feel the slightest breath, as if Jiu Ge and Qing Mang didn't exist.

Holding the black pottery flower pot in one hand, he quickly headed west, taking a look at the crazy figure from time to time.

This is at least the level of a great sage......

Feng Qingyan thought secretly.

It seems that Kuda Heaven is a place of Buddha cultivation, and everyone cultivates Buddha, but he is not very clear about how the realm is divided.

There is no record of this in the world.

But I think it should be similar to the division of the realm of the Holy Dao, at most the name is different. But speaking of which, the existence of the great sage level is about to fall into a state of madness, how long has this been trapped?

Half a year, or a year, or even longer?

Feng Qingyan was still curiously watching, the figure of the demon who was about to go crazy in the dark.

Boom Boom –

A terrifying voice sounded.

When Feng Qingyan saw that figure, a terrifying aura seemed to burst out from his body, causing the black soil around him to fly......

But there is no tearing space.

The space of the eternal night seems to be incomparably solid, and it cannot be torn apart at all.

Ahh

A moment later.

The figure in the distance was roaring in the sky.

However, Feng Qingyan could only see, not hear......

Lose your marbles?

Feng Qingyan frowned.

The figure seemed to be really crazy, making strange and awkward movements, sometimes flying wildly, sometimes rolling on the ground, sometimes roaring in the sky, sometimes hiding his face and crying......

Feng Qingyan frowned, and walked towards the figure.

Since you have encountered it, let's save it.

However, when they were only a few miles apart, the mad figure flew away and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Feng Qingyan frowned, but did not rush to catch up.

Although he has the other side flower to point to the west, he can't determine the location of Jiu Ge and Qing Mang, who knows if he can find Jiu Ge and Qing Mang after chasing hundreds of thousands of miles away?

He wasn't sure.

He wouldn't try it with Jiu Ge and Qing Mang's lives.

Therefore, he would not leave Jiu Ge and Qing Mang behind in order to save a stranger......

He shook his head and continued westward.

But half an hour later.

He met the mad figure again.

This is a hideous-looking old man with a cloak of hair, and his body is draped in dirty gray robes, which have long been tattered......

At this time, he was rushing towards Feng Qingyan.

Naturally, he didn't notice the existence of Feng Qingyan, Jiu Ge and Qing Mang, otherwise he wouldn't have rushed straight towards the ox cart.

Feng Qingyan immediately swept back the ox cart and took out a rope from it.

When the hideous old man swept away from the ox cart, Feng Qingyan immediately caught up with him and threw out the rope, quickly tying up the other party. But at this time, the hideous old man seemed to have been caught by a strong enemy, and his body burst out with a terrifying aura, and he suddenly attacked in the direction of Feng Qingyan.

And the rope tied to the body.

Instant smashing.

This is just an ordinary rope, and naturally it can't tie up the existence of the Daxian level. Even if it's not an ordinary rope, it can't tie up the existence of the Daehyun level......

Feng Qingyan just didn't want to hurt the other party.

At this time, Feng Qingyan immediately shifted his direction, so as not to involve Jiu Ge and Qing Mang.

According to the traces on the ground, the hideous old man also shifted his direction to attack Feng Qingyan, but he couldn't let Feng Qingyan see the magnitude of the power.

However, according to Feng Qingyan's speculation.

Even if it is a great sage-level existence, the power will naturally not be small.

"The gentleman is as immovable as a mountain, and the town is thousands of miles!"

Feng Qingyan kept retreating, and he didn't fight back, after all, the other party fell into a state of madness, and he didn't want to kill him.

So he immediately used his newly created stunt.

At this moment, the aura around him seemed to be solidified, and the hideous old man seemed to feel the existence of immobility, and he was suddenly stunned.

However, he still did not come to his senses.

It's even more crazy.

Boom –

At this time, something seemed to burst out from the hideous old man's body, shattering Feng Qingyan's immobile momentum at once.

Feng Qingyan could only frown and retreat.

The gentleman is not moving like a mountain, and his power is still a little worse, and he can't even suppress the great sage......

But the level of Confucianism should be about the same.

However, if it doesn't hurt at all, I'm afraid it will be very difficult. His killing technique can instantly kill the Daxian level, but he can't capture the Daxian level......

At this moment, he stepped back step by step, thinking of a way to capture him alive.

After thinking about it, it seems that it is still impossible to do the slightest damage, or only minor injuries. His killing moves are very scary, and he basically rushes to kill the enemy.

So it's not easy to control.

Especially the other party, it is in a state of madness, and it is even more difficult to control.

"Qingjia. ”

At this time, Feng Qingyan shouted.

However, Qingjia didn't move, which made him stunned for a moment.

"Qingjia!"

With a thought, a terrifying dark cyan figure suddenly appeared, covered with dark cyan scale armor, "Capture this person, don't hurt it." ”

Qingjia immediately greeted the hideous old man.

Burst!

The attacks of the hideous old man all fell on Qingjia.

But the green armor did not move at all, and walked up to the hideous old man step by step, stretched out his claws and grabbed the hideous old man. The hideous old man roared frantically, struggled frantically, and burst out with a terrifying aura on his body, but he still couldn't break free......

Smack-

Qingjia gently patted the hideous old man, and the hideous old man immediately fainted.

When Qingjia walked up with the hideous old man, Feng Qingyan's face showed some surprise, and he thought, "Qingjia, can you see it?"

Qingjia said: "Huifujun, you can see it faintly." ”

But Feng Qingyan didn't hear it.

"Qingjia, I can't hear you talking, I can only hear you when you speak with your mind. Feng Qingyan saw Qingjia's mouth moving, but he didn't hear a sound.

At this moment, Qingjia's mouth moved again.

Feng Qingyan still didn't hear it, and he didn't know what Zai Qingjia was talking about. However, he can roughly guess some, and he is afraid that Qingjia will not be able to communicate with him with his mind......

Feng Qingyan didn't say anything more, and let Qingjia return to the ghost gate.

At this time, he carefully examined the hideous old man, but he was a little surprised to find that after the hideous old man fainted, it was a kind face.

There is not the slightest hideousness and scary.

At this moment, the old man's breathing was smooth, and he seemed to fall into a deep sleep.

Maybe the old man hasn't slept for a long time.

Feng Qingyan hoped that after the old man woke up, he would be able to be conscious and his consciousness would recover.

He originally wanted to move the old man to the ox cart so that he could continue to hurry, but when he thought that when the old man woke up, he might still be crazy, afraid that the ox cart would be destroyed by the other party in an instant, and it might involve Jiu Ge and Qing Mang......

It was impossible for him to keep an eye on the old man all the time.

You can only stand aside and wait.

However, five hours passed, and the old man still showed no sign of waking up.

Feng Qingyan had no choice but to carry the old man on his own hands, and before he could take a few steps, the old man suddenly opened his eyes and shot at Feng Qingyan.

At the moment of waking up, he was still in a state of madness.

The breath of madness.

"Qingjia!"

Feng Qingyan's mind moved.

Qingjia immediately appeared, and stunned the old man with a claw.

Feng Qingyan grabbed the old man and continued to hurry, in the eternal dark night that was not flat, he encountered a lot of weathered bones, as well as some stones with words.

These words are basically anxious, restless, crazy, etc......

"It's been a year, a whole year, and I still haven't found a way out, I feel like I'm going to be overwhelmed and I'm going crazy......"

"Ahhh

"Why is this happening, why can't you get out?"

"I can't tell the difference between the east and the west, I can't tell the direction, I don't know where to go, it seems like I've been going in circles......"

"Ah, it's been three years, three years, and I feel like I've gone crazy. ”

"No light, no sound, no direction, incomparably terrifying, incomparably terrifying! This is unbearable even for a Buddha......

And at this time.

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

Buddha?

He knew that Kuda Heaven was a Buddha cultivator.

However, if you are a person in the world, you will never say, "This, even a Buddha, is unbearable", but "This, even a saint, is unbearable."

So.

The words on this stone were left by the people of Kudatian?

That is to say, the writing of Kudatian is the same as that of Zhou Tianxia?

This made Feng Qingyan very surprised, after all, Kutuotian and Zhou Tianxia had been isolated for a long time, and when there was almost no real communication, they actually used the same language?

However, this stone alone cannot be confirmed.

He continued to walk with the gray-robed old man, observing the stones on the black soil from time to time to see if there were any words left, so that he could easily understand Kutuotian.

The eternal night is not a flat earth, but is shaped like the Gobi Desert.

Some places are high, others are low.

"I'll go out ......"

Soon after.

Feng Qingyan was on a stone and met the words left by Yan Shan.

Although it seems that Yan Shan's writing is very sober and the handwriting is very upright, without the slightest scribble, this sentence explains.

Yan Shan encountered a dilemma.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have said this for no reason......

Feng Qingyan's brows furrowed, becoming more and more worried, not knowing what Yan Shan's situation was. If luck says, maybe you can meet Yan Shan and save Yan Shan from the eternal night.

It's just that he can't figure it out, what did Yan Shan do when he went to Kutuotian?

And alone.

A few days later.

Feng Qingyan encountered a stone that was more than a foot long, one side was very flat, and it was engraved with words.

"When I heard this, at one time, the Buddha was in the garden of solitude in the garden of solitude, and there were 1,250 people with the great bhikkhus. At that time, when the world-honored one was eating, he wore clothes and held a bowl, and went into the city to beg for food. In his city, he begs and returns to this place......"

Feng Qingyan frowned and read, a little incomprehensible.

It seems that what is recorded is not the matter of Zhou Tianxia, but may be the matter of Kutuotian. Moreover, I feel that there is a great power hidden in this text, and some of it is like a classic of the Holy Path......

Is it a Buddhist scripture?

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

When he reads it, he does have a feeling like a "scripture", which contains the power and grandeur of the "scripture".

"How can Buddhist scriptures use the words of Zhou Tianxia?"

Feng Qingyan pondered.

There are two possibilities, one is that Kuda Tian and Zhou Tian use the same script.

The second is that there were once people from all over the world who came to Kutuotian through the eternal night, and brought them back after learning Buddhist scriptures. However, when he returned, he could not wear the eternal night again, so he translated the Buddhist scriptures in the words of Zhou Tianxia and left them in the eternal night......

As for which one is possible.

Feng Qingyan is more inclined to the second ......

The full text of this Buddhist scripture is about 5,000 words, and Feng Qingyan read it twice and completely memorized it, but it was difficult to understand the whole scripture for a while, let alone understand the mystery.

It's profound.

The main thing is that there are many phrases that he doesn't understand.

He didn't study it deeply, after all, he was not a Buddhist cultivator, so he carried the gray-robed old man and prepared to continue walking.

But at this point.

The gray-robed old man suddenly opened his eyes, and attacked Feng Qingyan for the sixth time, and was also stunned by Qingjia for the sixth time.

"Qingjia. ”

Feng Qingyan's mind moved, and Qingjia appeared again, stunning the gray-robed old man for the seventh time.

But this time.

The gray-robed old man woke up quickly.

However, to Feng Qingyan's surprise, the gray-robed old man did not attack again, as if he was looking at the Buddhist scriptures stupidly.

Maybe the gray-robed old man didn't see it, but vaguely felt it.

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and as soon as his heart moved, he brought the gray-robed old man to the stone engraved with Buddhist scriptures.

The gray-robed old man was a little indifferent, stretched out his trembling right hand, and gently stroked the Buddhist scriptures.

He seemed to be coming to his senses.

Buddha Cultivation!

At this time, Feng Qingyan was basically sure.

This gray-robed old man was a great sage-level Buddhist cultivator in Kutuotian.

I don't know when, the crazy aura on the gray-robed old man's body became lighter and lighter, and he seemed to have finally come to his senses.

He gently stroked the sutra and seemed to sigh.

A moment later.

He turned his head to look, as if he was looking at Feng Qingyan.

However, he saw nothing, heard nothing, only knew that there must be someone nearby.

Because it was the other party who saved him and woke him up from his madness.

At this moment, he turned slowly, his face showed kindness, and a pair of thin hands were put together in front of his chest, and ten fingers were in a salute.

Feng Qingyan didn't know what the other party was.

But knowing is etiquette.

Also return the favor.

At this moment, the gray-robed old man walked to the other side of the stone and slowly wrote on the stone with his fingers, leaving a lot of traces......

"The poor monk is merciful, and I thank the donor for saving his life. ”

The gray-robed old man wrote.

Sure enough, he is a person who cultivates Buddha in Kuda Heaven.

Feng Qingyan did not have the slightest surprise, so he slowly walked to the side of the stone, stretched out his hand and touched the words written by the gray-robed old man, and wrote next to him: "It's just a gesture, Your Excellency doesn't have to be polite." ”

After writing it, I slapped the bitter mercy.

Kuzi understood, so he reached out and touched the words written by Feng Qingyan, slightly surprised, and then wrote: "The donor is from Zhou Tianxia?"

Then the two began to communicate.

"Exactly, Your Excellency should be a person of Kutuotian, I can't imagine that Kutuotian also uses the words of Zhou Tianxia......"

Feng Qingyan wrote.

"Donor, this is the text of the Buddha, not the text of Zhou Tianxia, but speaking of which, how does Zhou Tianxia understand?"

But fortunately, the two did not argue over the text, but everyone consciously exchanged information.

In the blink of an eye, hours had passed.

The stone, which was more than a foot in size, was wiped alive by the two of them, and only a thin piece remained.

That is, the one that only the Buddhist scriptures remain.

That sutra is engraved with bitterness.

"Feng Benefactor, it's time for the poor monk to leave. ”

Kuci finally said.

"Master Kuci is going to Zhou Tianxia?"

Feng Qingyan wrote.

"Yes, this is the lifelong wish of the poor monk......"

Kuci wrote.

"Then Qingyan wishes Master Kuci a smooth journey. ”

Feng Qingyan wrote.

Kuci did not write again, but saluted to Feng Qingyan and continued to walk into the darkness.

After Feng Qingyan returned the salute, he also went to the west.

One to the east and one to the west.

In the past few hours of communication, Feng Qingyan has learned a lot of information about Kutuotian, such as Kutuotian does have thirteen immeasurable Buddha kingdoms......

The largest temple in Kutuo is Kutuo Temple.

Buddha practice, like the holy path, is divided into nine realms, which are called: novices, bhikshus, Buddhas, monks, Zen masters, vajras, arhats, bodhisattvas, and Buddhas.

Therefore, bitterness is the bodhisattva realm, which can be called a bodhisattva.

Bodhisattva of Bitter Compassion.

However, according to the Bodhisattva of Kuci, he was trapped in the eternal darkness for at least two years, and the exact time is not clear.

Feng Qingyan became more and more curious about Ku Tuotian.

All the way west.

In the blink of an eye, another few days passed.

At this time, Feng Qingyan was a little surprised, and saw that Ku Ci was dozens of miles away in front of him, didn't he go to the east?

Why did he get ahead of him?

In the midst of doubt, I suddenly found that there seemed to be something wrong with the state of suffering, and it was possible to fall into a state of madness again.

At this moment he leaned in and threw out a rope to see if he could wake up again.

This time Kuci did not struggle.

Stand quietly.

Feng Qingyan approached, looked at a stone not far away, picked up the writing and handed it to Kuci, and said, "Master Kuci, who are you?"

"The poor monk thanked the benefactor for saving his life. ”

Ku Ci sighed a little, and continued to write: "The poor monk's mind is afraid that something is wrong, and it is easy to fall into anxiety and madness, if it is not for the ...... of the benefactor."

A stone that was more than a foot long, and it was erased after writing a few sentences.

At this moment, Feng Qingyan found another piece and continued to communicate with Kuci, and soon after Kuci left the eastward again.

However, something unexpected to Feng Qingyan happened again.

Again, he was confronted with bitterness.

Kuci fell into madness again.

"Kuci thanked the Lord for saving his life. ”

Kuci sighed and wrote.

"Master Kuci, do you want to continue eastward?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

At this moment, Kuci was silent, as if he didn't know how to write.

He knew that he could hardly go east, and if he continued to go east, he was afraid that he would fall into a terrible madness.

Finally, it turns into a handful of black soil in the eternal night.

But he was not reconciled.

He always wanted to go to Zhou Tianxia, to see the world of Zhou Tianxia, to see the people or things in Zhou Tianxia, and to spread the Dharma in Zhou Tianxia......

"Master Kuci, go back to Kutuotian. ”

Feng Qingyan persuaded.

However, if Kuci still had to go to Zhou Tianxia, he would not stop it......

But will Kuci's luck still be so good?

I met him three times.

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