I want to practice Buddhism

The crowd surged and rushed to the same spot.Jiang Chengfeng stood in front of the tombstone, reciting Buddhist scriptures in his mouth, and the place below was solemn.

Sun Yao, I am ashamed to bury you only now, the situation is turbulent recently, the sudden news of the disciple's death in the mountain will only cause people to panic.It's not easy for the situation to be stable, but I can have a grand funeral with you. I hope you don't mind.

Cheng Guan thought, but his thoughts were already drifting.

After half a year, none of the spies he sent out found any trace of Zhao Zhaoran, as if he disappeared out of thin air in this vast world.Or is it true that, as the world says, he is... not alive?

The monk clenched his lower lip and frowned.No, even if the world is turned upside down, he must be found.

Zhao Zhaoran watched from the side, unable to hold back tears.How long has he been gone?How did Kongtong Mountain become like this?

Serious, cold, and numb, like some warriors specially trained to fight, without spirituality and vitality.And his expectation of staying on this mountain, Sun Yao who accompanied him throughout his childhood, unexpectedly...leaved him.He didn't even have time to say goodbye, and he couldn't even see him for the last time. Why, he just left?

He was crying, looking at Jiang Chengfeng who was still looking down on all beings, but couldn't laugh anymore.

When the crowd dispersed and only the great monk was alone, Zhao Zhaoran came out.He can hide his aura very well now, Jiang Chengfeng didn't notice it, so he doesn't blame him.

Chao Ge in his arms trembled, Cheng Guan lowered his head to look, the magic weapon in his arms broke free from his sleeve, and flew towards the real owner's hand.

When they met again, both of them were filled with complicated emotions.

"...Obviously?" The monk obviously paused, ran towards him and hugged him into his arms, "Are you injured? Where have you been all these days, do you know..."

"Brother." Zhao Zhaoran spoke softly and weakly, "Ayao... how did he die?"

If it's really caused by those monsters, then it's worth noting that you don't need the monster power in your body.All the promises and wishes were left behind, this monster really has no conscience!

Tell me, tell me, Sun Yao was killed by them.

The light in the monk's eyes dimmed little by little, and the expression on his face changed from ecstasy to melancholy.He stopped for a long time, like a century. ".…..it's me."

These two words, like a sharp sword, chopped Zhao Zhaoran into bruises all over his body.

"It's you...it's you..." He suddenly laughed wildly, with tears in his eyes, "He has no grievances with you, why did you kill him?"

"Obviously, listen to me. He insisted on saying that you have been swallowed by demons, and asked me for your clothes to go back and build a tomb with your parents. When I got angry, I slapped him, and then..." He paused again Stopped, his eyes were flickering, and there was still an appearance of looking down on all living beings.

"And then?" The little boy looked at him, neither angry nor annoyed, just flat.

The eyes of the two met, and there was no more blazing, only a silent frost.How can I lie to him, and what reason can I use to lie to him for the rest of my life.

"Then I told him that your parents had long since passed away, and he died of depression and depression." These words were full of pain and guilt, but Zhao Zhaoran couldn't hear them now.

He was trembling all over, and he felt that the joke had gone too far.He can't bear it, and he doesn't want to bear it.Whatever dies, what ascends, what the Lord of Kongtong Mountain, let him die!He would rather, would rather never step into this Kongtong Mountain.

"Why... died?" Zhao Zhaoran's eyes were empty and lifeless.

The monk is not like a monk anymore, he is a sinner, he hurt the person he loves most in this world with the self-righteous arrogance of the Buddha. "On the day you went up the mountain, you were killed by Taoist priests who robbed you of the golden body."

He has nothing to hide.

And every word and every word was so painful that Zhao Zhaoran almost couldn't stand up.The monk wanted to help, but was thrown away all of a sudden.In front of this person whom he has been thinking about for a long time, in his eyes, there is no joy and joy at first sight, only hatred, which is boundless and spreading like a tide.

"Jiang Chengfeng, Jiang Chengfeng, what kind of Buddhist cultivator are you! You can't guard my parents, you can't guard Sun Yao, and you can't guard Kongtong Mountain either!" Zhao Zhaoran roared, his voice hoarse, "Or you don't want to Shou? Those lives have nothing to do with you, right? Whether they live or die has nothing to do with you, right? You just want to satisfy your personal desires, your personal power, and let all the innocent people in this world be buried with you when you become a Buddha !"

Jiang Chengfeng was speechless, so what could he refute?

"So many lives died at the hands of you alone. And what about you? Not only do you not have the heart to repent, but you also recruit disciples, and you want to become the number one sect in the world, right? When the time is right, you will attack in one fell swoop and it will be dilapidated." The demon clan, take off the head of the demon king, and be admired by all living beings. Then, you can become a Buddha. This is your purpose, right?"

"Obviously, the battle between immortals and demons is inevitable. If I don't care about it, the three worlds will surely be devastated..."

"What a waste of life. What? Jiang Chengfeng, do you think what you have done is very righteous? In your eyes, the monster race is just doing all kinds of evil, killing innocent people indiscriminately? Why don't you use your eyes to see clearly, in this world, Who is it that turns right and wrong and distorts black and white!" Zhao Zhaoran felt pain, his whole body ached, he tried his best to yell these words at the man across from him, but he felt exhausted, "I don't know if I'm with you like this, How many times will I go against my own original intentions.”

These words are still very light and soft, but they are as heavy as a boulder, hitting each other's hearts fiercely.

"If we meet again, I will ask you for everything you owe me."

He ran towards the foot of the mountain, bringing up dust along the way.Jiang Chengfeng went after them, but felt that there was a force between them. If it wasn't for his thousand years of cultivation, he wouldn't be able to stop him so far.He could only watch the lost person gradually disappear, but he was powerless to chase after him.

Where did you... go?