Chapter Fifty: The Eyeless
ok at the person standing motionless on the ground, extending his wrinkled and thin fingers, and tapping lightly on his forehead.After a moment of stillness, the man's vacant eyes gradually came back...Guan Yan's description of the most evil place, of course, refers to the Morain Sea Realm during the Dark Age.
And the "Blissful Flower" he spoke of, could only be a small annoyance, of course.
All beings experience no suffering, but only joy, hence the name Sukhāvati (Pure Land).
The Pure Land is the pursuit of many Buddhist disciples in their lifetime.
But for Guan Yan, right here in the Sea of Origin, he has already found his "paradise."
It was at this time that Jiang Wang realized that Guan Yan had the opportunity to leave the Mori Hai Yuan Realm, but he didn't want to leave again.
He asked Jiang Wang to send his monk's robe back to Xuankong Temple, only to bid farewell to his faith and his deceased master.
From then on, he could leave Buddhism with peace of mind. He no longer had to follow the rules and regulations, and he could love whomever he pleased.
The snowy white monastic robes burned away in the air, consumed by the last flicker of flame. Guanyan's voice also vanished into silence.
"Jiang Wang bowed respectfully, then straightened up and bade farewell to the monks of Xuankong Temple: “This is a pure land of Buddhism, and worldly people dare not linger. Now that my business here is done, Jiang Wang takes his leave.”
“Master Guanyan’s matter requires your help, sir.” Master Fuming said, “Please wait a moment, I will have someone bring some Buddhist blessings.”
So-called "Buddha's grace" is just a polite way of saying "reciprocity."
In fact, even if Jiang Wang didn't actively strive for it, a renowned sect like Hanging Void Temple wouldn't let him leave empty-handed. Of course, the level of "Buddha's affinity" would still be adjusted accordingly.
The Hanging Temple boasts great scale and influence, and with difficulties arising that require someone to step forward and vie for them, the pitiful Abbot must surely be fetching a "Buddha's Luck" of considerable value.
But Jiang Wang still refused: "Guanyuan senior is someone I deeply respect. He's willing to trust me, and I'm willing to do everything I can for him. There's really no need for any reward. Besides, the monk's robes have been burned, this matter has nothing to do with your temple anymore. I wouldn't take it before, and now even less so."
When Guanyanseng's robes were consumed by flames, it indicated that his connection with Xuankong Temple had come to an end.
Jiang Wang pointed this out, so naturally Bu Ming didn't insist on giving gifts any further. However, his opinion of the young man couldn't help but improve a little in his heart.
“The Suspended Temple will remember the kindness of its donors.” The unfortunate man held up his palms in supplication and uttered a Buddhist chant: “Namo Amitabha Buddha.”
Jiang Wang returned the greeting and then turned to leave.
As soon as he moved, Ku Jue immediately appeared in front of him, a wide smile plastered on his face: “Master has brought you something.”
Jiang Wang had no choice but to accept. Refusing would be useless, so he politely said, “Then I’ll have to trouble the master.”
Ku Jue, with an obstinate insistence on being addressed as "Master," acted as though he was indeed a senior figure. Jiang Wang didn't find this tiresome at all and repeatedly distanced himself, politely calling him "Master" while making it clear that their relationship wasn't one of subservience. He refused to be swayed or taken advantage of. In terms of persistence, for the moment, it was impossible to say who had an upper hand.
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After Bitter Taste and Jiang Wang left, Jingli the monk naturally followed suit with hurried steps.
The abbot, and two chief abbots of Xuankong Temple were still in front of the Dingyu Tower.
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After a moment of silence, the Grand Master of Guanshiyin Temple, Ku Di, was the first to speak: "Gu Yan has betrayed the mountain gate. This matter needs to be handled according to proper procedures."
“With only a sliver of true spirit left, what can be done” The Head Abbot of the Dragon Subduing Temple croaked.
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Though he was trying his best to speak softly, it was still deafening.
Fortunately, everyone is already used to it.
“I don’t think so.” Ku Di shook his head. “How can a little bit of true spirit communicate with humans, or ask them to do things Besides, he could project his power over from the Yu Heng star region.”
At this time, Ku Ming spoke up: “I see that Master Jiang is truly sincere and has not lied.”
"He either wasn't lying. But with his cultivation level, could he see through the truth" Kudi questioned bitterly.
Ku Bing Hong Sheng said, "He has been lost in the secret realm for five hundred years. He could have completely kept us from knowing he was still alive. The fact that he had someone send back his monk's robes and bid farewell to the mountain gate shows how much he cares for the sect."
“That’s his business, his choice.” Ku Di remained unmoved. “I only know the temple rules are such. No one is allowed to cross them. He has cultivated his way all this time, thanks to the resources of our Xu Kong Temple. All extraordinary fortune and enlightenment were provided by our Xu Kong Temple. How can he simply say ‘This life I will not become a Buddha’ and easily leave the temple”
... He didn't have any resentment towards his illness. He knew that Kudi was a rigid person, and by bringing up the temple rules, there wasn't much he could say. So, he simply asked: "What do you suggest we do"
"First, find him. If there truly is only a sliver of genuine spirit left and the suffering he endures is enough to atone for his deeds, then Shakong Temple will no longer pursue the matter. If not, then at the very least, we must strip him of all his knowledge, cast him down from the Transcendent realm, and prevent the secrets of Shakong Temple from being spread." Ku Di's expression was grave, with no room for compromise.
Even though he might be harsh, he is undoubtedly upholding the mountain rules out of a sense of duty.
At this very moment, a monk with no eyebrows appeared as if out of thin air and landed behind them.
"After five hundred years of education, is it not enough to repay this teacher's kindness"
With illness pressing down, he hastily turned around and, despite his lofty status as Abbot, still bowed first in respect: "How did you come to be here"
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The air of the departed, stirring up the essence of Zen.
The monk with no eyebrows had a fierce face, but his voice was surprisingly gentle. "Let's just end the matter of Guanyin here."
"Stop, Evil Zen Master." Ku-ti still remained impassive: "This little monk is only following the mountain rules."
This shaven-headed monk, it turns out, was a high-ranking master of the "Zhi" (止) lineage, ranking above Guan Yan by one generation and five generations above figures like Ku Di. No wonder even Ku Ming felt compelled to greet him first.
But seniority is seniority. As the current abbot of Xuankong Temple, Ku Di doesn't need to go against his wishes.
The shaven-headed Zen Master Zhi'e sighed: "Guan Yan is a disciple of Zhixiang. Among all the disciples with the name 'Guan,' he entered the sect last, is the youngest, and is the youngest brother among all the 'Guan' disciples."
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“When Zhixiang died, he asked me to look after him. Later, Zhixiu also died. It was then that Fangzh-”
The monk with no eyebrows looked at Ku Ming with a hint of apology, then changed the subject and said, "It was Shizun who personally took care of him."
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The Zen Master Chi'eh, when he mentioned his fellow practitioner, meant the Abbot of Xuankong Temple at that time.
The person has long since passed away, and their remains are within this pagoda.
Kuo-ti frowned and said, "Since the mountain gate treats him so affectionately, he should be even more devoted."
“Back then, the senior brother was Master’s intended successor. Sadly, he disappeared in a secret realm and there hasn’t been any news of him since. I didn’t expect that after so long, I would actually receive news about him.”
Master Zhi'e shook his head: "Of all the disciples I've seen, from then until now, he has the highest aptitude. It's a pity..."
Since he is so capable, we absolutely cannot just let him run wild!
Ku Di was indeed a little dissatisfied. Rules are rules, and Zhi'e Chan Master certainly held a high position and deserved respect. However, as the head abbot of Guanshiyin Temple, talking about rules here while constantly reminiscing about the past was truly unpleasant.
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Let's be nice and say it's just nagging, but to be honest, some people are acting like they're too old for this!
Zhi'e Chan Master glanced at him and smiled wryly: "Master Guan Shiyin, you've changed so many disciples, yet they all seem like they were molded from the same mold. So rigid. Seeing you, I almost thought it was still back then."many choices.Both paths ahead lead to a dead end.This is a continuation of the previous line.Every single day of his life, he endured immense suffering. Every bowl of medicine he drank was bitter to t...