Chapter Ninety-Four: Becoming a Demon
The repentance in gray clothes was silent when he heard Li Xiangyun say that he would not stop Qi Niang from taking revenge.
Repay grievances with directness.
If you teach but do not punish, the traitors will not be punished.
Confucianism does have a concept of grievances and punishment that is very different from that of Buddhism.
In front of him, the green-shirted Confucian was unwilling to take action to stop Qi Niang from taking revenge, and he was not reluctant.
However, Qi Niang hated him very deeply, and no matter how hard he tried, it was difficult to resolve the resentment in Qi Niang's heart.
But he failed to Qi Niang twenty years ago, he really didn't want to look at Qi Niang, because of resentment in his heart, he indulged in the sea of suffering, and turned into a demon step by step.
The young monk in front of the meeting looked pained, and Li Xiangyun said: "Master Repentance, you just persuaded me to help you resolve Miss Feng's resentment, I don't think this matter is okay; In addition, I have a word of advice for you. β
"Twenty years ago, because of the pursuit of demon cultivation, Ling failed to arrive at Feng's Mansion on time, resulting in Feng's Mansion being robbed and unable to help, let's leave this matter right or wrong for the time being."
"But after that, why didn't you avenge the Feng Mansion, but escaped into the empty door?"
"I know that you became a monk because of remorse in your heart, so you chose to forget Hongchen, but this still can't explain why you didn't avenge Feng Fu, after all, it was your wife who died, and there was also a newlywed wife who had a close relationship with you."
Li Xiangyi looked at the former third young master of the Chen family and continued: "With your identity as the true legend of the Hidden Star Sect and the young master of the Chen family, it should not be difficult to find out, who slaughtered the Feng Mansion, right?" After finding out, it shouldn't be difficult to take revenge. β
"Why did you choose to run away?"
"If you don't escape, the big revenge will be avenged, Miss Feng will definitely not turn into a ghost today, and she won't need to carry a severed head and return to take revenge."
Regret's expression was sluggish, and he never seemed to have thought about it.
Perhaps, he once thought about it, but did not dare to face it.
was pierced by Li Xiangyi today, and it is difficult to hide the sorrow in his heart.
"I'm just ......"
Li Xiangyun interrupted the young monk's words: "The matter has come to this point, and it is meaningless to talk about the events of the past. I just want to tell you that twenty years ago, you were already wrong onceβat least in the eyes of Miss Fengβyou can't be wrong today. β
"If you are wrong again, Miss Feng is the real resentment that will not be eliminated, and she will forever fall into the sea of suffering, and she will not be able to be liberated."
Regret was stunned: "Wrong again today?" Please also ask Mr. to explain the doubts, the little monk can't bear Qi Niang to commit the killing ring, why is it wrong? β
Li Xiangyun said: "As the descendant of the ascetic lineage of the Fire Lotus Temple, Master Regret Kong only knows that 'the sea of bitterness is boundless, and turning back is the shore'? I don't know if your Buddhism also talks about karma? β
"Buddhism says that 'saving a person's life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter', but sometimes, killing people is saving people."
"Miss Feng's demeanor at this time, don't say that you regret emptiness, even if Cihang appears in the world and the Buddha comes, it is impossible to ignite her. On the contrary, if you let her kill those people in the boat, she will get revenge, and she will naturally let go of her obsession and be freed. β
Regret turned his head to look at the big boat, where there was still a gray-clothed young monk, who stopped in front of Feng Qi Niangzi in a blood-colored wedding dress again and again.
He said with a bitter expression: "There are hundreds of people on the ship, if they all die at the hands of Qi Niang, even if they are all guilty and the killing ring is too heavy, how can Qi Niang turn back?" β
Li Xiangyun replied: "You all know that they are guilty, there are thousands of people in the Feng Mansion, but just because they are guilty, they all became ghosts under the knife overnight, how innocent are they?" Repentance, their souls at the moment may be floating on this Qingjiang River, looking at those bandits who are full of blood debts! β
Regret is speechless, and can only bow his head and recite "Amitabha".
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On the big ship, hundreds of people related to the Feng Mansion tragedy were all very frightened.
Everyone knew that when the blood-colored wedding girl in the aisle on the second floor broke through the young monks' barriers, their end would come.
The thick fog of resentment that enveloped the entire ship was too evil and rich, and all the immortal monks, heroes of the rivers and lakes, officials and wealthy businessmen together could not break this evil predicament.
They only hoped that the young monk in gray would be able to stop the blood-colored wedding maid, or other immortals and powers, from passing by, so that they could save them from danger.
However, before waiting for the immortals and powers, they first ushered in a wave of mirages.
β¦β¦
On May 27, the waning moon was shining, and the Fengfu mansion was full of lights, full of joy.
Every Feng family member had a smile on their faces.
The most favored Miss Seven in the province will marry the third young master of the Chen family today, and from then on, she will be harmonious and become a fairy couple who envy the entire Tung Wan County.
It's just that for some reason, the third young master of the Chen family's welcoming team did not appear at the agreed auspicious time.
But the Feng family didn't care too much about it, and they were still waiting for the most festive moment to come.
As a result, a large group of masked bandits broke into Feng's mansion first.
Bloody killings appeared in all corners of the Feng Mansion, and even the waning moon in the sky seemed to change color.
β¦β¦
This illusion didn't last long, but everyone on board knew why they were in this strange and desperate situation today.
They finally recognized the blood-colored wedding dress floating in the aisle!
They were terrified, panicked, and needless to say.
Suspended in the void of regret in front of Li Xiangyi, the young Jiang Shen, and Xiao Qianjun, they also saw the illusion.
Seeing the tragic scene twenty years ago, he looked stunned, and his eyes swelled with endless pain and remorse.
He looked at the young lady of the Feng family who was dressed in blood on the boat, and was about to disperse the clone who stopped in front of her.
At this moment, Jiang Shen, a young man who had not spoken, spoke: "Monk, in fact, there is a way to not only make Miss Feng not commit murder, but also allow her to take revenge and eliminate her resentment. β
Regret looked back: "What way? β
The young Jiang Shen smiled slightly, but he didn't say directly: "You should know." β
Regret was slightly stunned, and soon reacted, clasped his hands together and whispered "Amitabha".
The young Jiang Shen looked at Li Xiangyun and secretly said, "Sir, what do you think this monk will choose?" β
"Does he have a second option?"
"Yes."
The smile on the young Jiang Shen's face was even stronger, holding his hands on his chest, waiting to see a good show.
Xiao Qianjun on the side was a little puzzled, blinking with a pair of big eyes.
She hoped that the eldest sister surnamed Feng could take revenge, but she didn't want her to get too much blood.
didn't wait for her to be entangled for too long, and the repentance in front of her suddenly disappeared, and the figure of the young monk blocking the passage of the big ship became one.
Then the gray monk's robe fluttered, and he flew to the cabin hall.
Miss Feng, who was dressed in a blood-colored wedding dress, was a little surprised to see him leave suddenly, and then heard a burst of screams in the cabin hall.
She quickly flew over, and saw the figure in the monk's robe, haunting all corners of the cabin hall, and everywhere she went, the crowd flew sideways, and blood shot out.
"This ......"
She was puzzled.
If you want to rush forward, kill a few people with your own hands, lest he kill them all.
But he was flicked by the sleeves of the gray-clothed figure and froze in place, and could only watch him turn into a demon.
(End of chapter)