Cultivation Of Coders

Chapter 253 Great Wish and Prophecy [Please subscribe, please vote]

Gu Donglin was also stunned. With a wave of his hand, the book flew out in the direction pointed by the arrow.

In a moment, everyone came to the sky above Huayue Academy. Looking at the downward arrow, old monk Fuyuan looked at Gu Donglin with a strange expression.

Gu Donglin's expression changed a few times before he said: "It seems that this is for me and others to play tricks under the lamp."

Everyone landed without answering, because they did not hide it. At this time, several academicians of Liangyi had already discovered the situation and ran over.

When he saw the few people in the book and his dean, they all saluted and said: "Dean!"

Gu Donglin said with a dark face, "Whose residence is here?"

Everyone paused for a moment, and one of the academicians answered carefully: "It should be the residence of the newly recruited musician and dancer, Teacher Guan Zhenzhen."

Gu Donglin had a dark face and continued to ask: "Where are the people?"

The academician paused and replied: "In the afternoon, a disciple of the Wu family took the lead and asked for leave to go out."

Gu Donglin glanced at the academician and said, "I'll deal with you later."

After saying that, he waved his hand and threw the book in his hand directly.

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry forward the unique teachings of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!"

The book was opened quickly and the sound of reading reappeared.

As the book was opened, the word "present" appeared in the book.

As the fonts in the book flickered, a formation appeared in front of everyone, and many academicians were stunned.

Seeing this, Gu Donglin had no intention of entering through the formation.

Pressing down with one hand, the book fell quickly, and a big hole was created in the formation area in the small courtyard.

It is accurate to say that the books melted directly into a big pit, because the surrounding soil did not tumble at all.

Through the big pit, everyone saw the situation below.

The yard is large and the ablation pit is also large, so many rooms can be seen.

Some rooms were empty, while others contained a few children with dull expressions. At this moment, because the skylights were open, they all raised their heads and stared blankly at the sky.

In some places, there are still some disciples, who are wandering around in a panic at the moment.

The most attractive thing is a cell like a hall. In the cell, a young monk is fixed on a wooden horse... and a Confucian is tied to a cross in reverse, and each is tied to a strong man... ·····

At this moment, the three of them were all looking crazy and in pain.

Zhang Deming was stunned for a while, and it took him a long time to take a deep breath.

"hiss······"

These demon cultivators really know how to play!

Can't afford it! Can't afford it!

No wonder the magic cultivator is so feared. With this method, Zhang Deming felt his back feel cold and his anus tightened.

Everyone was also stunned. Only with the sound of Zhang Deming taking air-conditioning did they come back to their senses.

Gu Donglin's face was extremely ugly, and the aura all over his body was rioting. After a long time, he roared: "You bastards, I'm going to peel off your muscles and skin, boil your bones and refine your soul!!!"

The old monk Fuyuan also looked extremely ugly. He jumped down and waved his hand to catch Huineng who was riding the wooden horse.

Huineng, who was looking crazy, suddenly stopped shaking and was stunned. He came back to his senses slightly and looked at Fuyuan with dull eyes.

The moment he saw the old monk Fuyuan, his dull eyes fluctuated slightly.

After a long time to regain consciousness, a look of pain and despair appeared on his rather handsome face. He looked at Fuyuan and suddenly wailed: "Master!!! Disciple... Disciple..." Wow······"

The voice is sorrowful, heartbreaking, and screams with blood.

Fuyuan hugged Huineng and said with the same heartache: "It's okay, it's okay. Master is here. It's over. Everything will be fine."

Huineng heard this, but the more he cried, the more sorrowful he became. The more he cried, the more tearful he became, which touched the bottom of his heart.

After a long time, he suddenly raised his head, looked at Fuyuan with dull eyes, and said instinctively:

"Master, I hope that hell will never be empty and that my disciples will never become Buddhas!

I hope that the path of evil in the world will never end and that my disciples will never become Buddhas!

I hope that sins will still exist in the world and that my disciples will never become Buddhas!

I am willing to use my body to devour all the demons, to eradicate evil in people, to ban ghosts, and to block the devil's kiln!

I am willing to transform myself into an angry eye, violate all precepts, bring chaos to the world, and restore my clarity of mind! "

Fu Yuan was slightly stunned. The entire basement suddenly flashed with golden light, and a huge shadow of the Golden Wheel of Merit emerged above the dull-looking head of Hui Neng.

The golden wheel rotated slightly, and a huge Buddha statue sat cross-legged in the void and said:

"Leiyin Temple, Huineng, made a vow today: I hope that all the evil ways in the world will be eradicated, that the evil ways will never end, and that I will never become a Buddha.

Make a wish for eternity, perform thousands of sacrifices, wait until the merits are completed, the Buddha will appear, the merits will be added to the body, the pool will appear and guide you, and you will become the Buddha. "

The few Buddha's sounds lingered in the sky for a long time. Finally, the golden wheel, Buddha's sound, Buddha's shadow, and Buddha's light were all collected and turned into a swastika Buddha seal, which fell on Huineng's eyebrows.

Huineng's sluggish expression improved slightly, but his handsome little face was filled with endless indifference.

"Oh... you... why bother!" Seeing the disciple make such a great wish that can never be realized, he sighed softly while holding the disciple's blessing.

He, who has a Buddha heart as strong as a rock, has been throbbing several times today, and even the emotion he has forgotten for many years has filled his heart silently. That emotion is the word hate.

Although it is extremely light, it cannot dissipate for a long time.

The Buddha's seal between Hui Neng's brows rotated, and he said silently: "Master, I am willing to have no regrets and no regrets. I hope that in this remaining life, I can eliminate the evil way."

"Sigh... After returning to the temple, you go to the Vajra Hall and become the Angry-Eye Vajra! The road to the Monk Hall is not suitable for you anymore..." Fuyuan sighed.

Hui Neng was neither happy nor sad, and said silently: "Thank you, Master, for making it possible."

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When Fuyuan jumped down, Gu Donglin also jumped down. With a wave of his hand, he threw the two soulless strong men aside, but did not kill each other. He was obviously very angry.

With a wave of his hand, he put down one scholar and two others.

The two of them softened, and Hua Zhengyu, a middle-aged man in Taoist robes, collapsed to the ground.

Nangong Cheng, a young man in scholar's shirt, was hugged by Gu Donglin as he stepped forward.

Gu Donglin didn't dislike the other party's current state at all. He looked sad and said sadly: "Azure Lotus, it's Master who can't help you!"

Nangong Cheng's eyes were not dull at all, but rather calm, but his eyes were full of lifeless silence.

Hearing this, his ashen eyes turned slightly, looked at Gu Donglin and said, "Teacher, Azure Lotus begs for a quick death!"

"You..." Gu Donglin looked stiff and didn't know what to say.

He paused for a long time, and looking at the endless gloom in his disciple's eyes, he suddenly said angrily: "You bastard, my teacher won't allow it. You are not allowed to say this again in this life."

At this time, the two of them paused, and suddenly a golden light shone next to them. They turned their heads and saw Huineng, who looked indifferent and expressionless as all living beings would be.

"well······"

Gu Donglin paused and let out another faint sigh.

Nangong Cheng's eyes were still ashen, and he showed no emotion at all.

Looking at his disciple, looking at his disciple who should have been carefree and cheerful, but now looked like this, the hatred in Gu Donglin's heart surged.

Then everyone paused in unison and turned their heads to look at the other corner of the room.

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After Taoist robe Hua Zhengyu collapsed to the ground because no one was paying attention, an academician above saw that he was not being cared for. He hesitated for a moment, jumped down, helped him up, and whispered: "Taoist Master Hua, you... ·······”

I asked him if he was okay, but the academician couldn't come up with the question.

Among the three, Hua Zhengyu's behavior was the most normal and the most distressing. He smiled hard and said to the academician: "Academician Bai, please help me pull out this soul nail. "

Academician Bai paused and said, "Daoist Master Hua, wait a minute, wait for the dean to deal with it. I think this soul nail has been driven into the depths of the soul. If you pull it out so hastily, it will hurt the soul body and touch the fundamentals." of."

Hua Zhengyu smiled hard again and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a little soul damage, it's better to feel a little more pain."

Academician Bai was stunned, looking at Hua Zhengyu's difficult smile, hesitating for a moment, reaching out and pulling out the soul nail on his right hand.

Hua Zhengyu's face turned pale and he showed no other reaction, but a faint soul power began to leak out from the wound on his right hand.

Academician Bai's expression changed. It was obvious that he had underestimated the severity of the injury and was about to take action to restrain it.

Hua Zhengyu smiled hard again and said, "Academician Bai, that's no need."

After saying that, he stretched out his right hand, and with the surge of spiritual power, he ripped off the soul nails on his hands, feet, and chest one by one.

The pain that tore apart his soul only made his face a little pale, without any other expression.

Looking at the other party's movements, Academician Bai moved his lips and half-stretched his arms, but paused, and in the end did not say a word.

Hua Zhengyu pulled out the soul nail, and the soul overflowed from his body. He stood up directly, spread his hands flat, and a huge gossip slowly emerged.

He didn't do any foreshadowing of the lie, nor did he think about it at all, he just opened his mouth and said: "I use the path of life and death to disappear, my soul is scattered, and my true spirit is annihilated. My enemies will be a hundred times more painful than me, a thousand times more miserable, and bleak." lifelong."

Academician Bai's expression suddenly changed, and he said in horror: "Master Hua, think twice..."

But it was obviously too late. The Bagua aura surged and slowly rose into the air, getting bigger and bigger.

Hua Zhengyu tilted his head, smiled hard again, looked at the defeated Nangong Cheng and said, "Master Azure Lotus, I'll take the first step. I hope you will keep an eye on what I'm going to say today."

Nangong Cheng's gray eyes flickered slightly, and when he turned his head, what he saw was Hua Zhengyu's entire body, disintegrating into a sky full of spiritual light, pouring into the gossip in the sky.

The gossip flew into the sky, getting bigger and lighter, and finally disappeared in the sky.

Nangong Cheng raised his head for a long time, looked at the sky, and whispered: "Have a good trip!"

Zhang Deming stood at the edge of the pit, lowering his head to take in everything, with a somewhat inexplicable look on his face.

At this moment, he fully felt the cruelty of this world. Even if he was a major cultivator of Liangyi, everyone would end up like this, let alone a Tai Chi monk like him.

Cultivation is the root of everything!

While sighing, as Monk Huineng completed his vow, Zhang Deming's expression moved slightly. In the warehouse, golden light surged, and he suddenly gained three golden merit light balls.

Looking at the ball of light, Zhang Deming was a little silent. This was the first time he had gained merit for no reason, but he didn't feel the slightest bit happy.

If possible, he doesn't want this merit, maybe he is being hypocritical! Think of him as being hypocritical!

Anyway, he always knew that he was an awkward person.

After a long time, Zhang Deming came back to his senses.

Below, Hui Neng, whose lower body was already wrapped in a monk's robe, stood up with an indifferent expression, without any emotion.

As for Nangong Cheng, after watching Hua Zhengyu disappear, he asked Gu Donglin to get the soul nail for him and slowly stood up.

Rejecting Gu Donglin's help, he took off his Confucian shirt and wrapped it around his waist.

Then he said calmly: "Teacher, this disciple has gone down to freshen up."

Gu Donglin frowned and stared at Nangong Cheng without speaking.

Nangong Cheng said calmly: "Don't worry, as long as you don't allow it, teacher, this disciple will never ask for death again in this life."

When Gu Donglin heard this, his expression moved, but he was still a little worried. He turned to look at Academician Bai and said, "Take Azure Lotus down and freshen up."

"Understood the dean." Academician Bai replied.

As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Cheng, who received the answer, floated up directly, left the sinkhole, and disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Gu Donglin watched Nangong Cheng's disappearing figure for a long time before he came back to his senses, floated up, looked at Zhang Deming and said, "I have neglected my little brother."

Zhang Deming replied: "Senior said this, which is a bit embarrassing to the junior."

Gu Donglin paused slightly and said: "It's my fault. I'm a little upset today, so I took the first step. The little brother's matter will definitely give a satisfactory result tomorrow."

Hearing this, Zhang Deming nodded and said: "Junior understands, junior, don't be in a hurry, it's okay to be a day or two late."

After hearing this, Gu Donglin made an explanation to several academicians and headed in the direction Nangong Cheng left. He still seemed a little worried.

The old monk Fuyuan also jumped up from the bottom of the pit with an indifferent expression on his face.

Everyone bowed in unison, and Fuyuan and Huineng responded slightly. They looked at Zhang Deming and said, "Little donor, I have something to do today, so I'll excuse you now."

Zhang Deming nodded and said: "Well, Master Fuyuan, just take care of the rest first. Don't worry about me. I can just stroll around the academy today."

Then the two of them bowed, and Fuyuan turned around and left, taking the priest, who had always had little presence, and Huineng.

After a few people left, the academicians present took action. The disciples outside were let in one by one and began to deal with the matters in the underground palace below.

Some demon sect disciples need to be dealt with, and some boys who still have hope need to be rescued. From busy to orderly in a moment.

At this time, an academician came forward and said to Zhang Deming: "Fellow Daoist, please come here. I will take you to the guest room to find your way first. After that, you can wander around the academy as you like."

Zhang Deming nodded and followed him.

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Looking at the layout of Huayue Academy, it should have been similar to the ancient academies of previous generations.

However, due to the influence from outside the territory, Huayue City seems to have quite some contacts with outside the territory, and the academy is at the forefront of the times.

Therefore, here, we can already see a little new trend, which is somewhat similar to the formation department of Heavenly Spirit Sect.

But the Formation Department is like a campus, and this is a campus.

Hmm... the monk's campus!

Among the hundreds of arts schools, chess, calligraphy and painting are the representatives. Painting has a high intention, qin is the most gifted, and chess is the most profound. And this calligraphy often pays attention to purity.

Calligraphy is a great avenue with many schools, but if you want to be successful, purity is the key, because many schools of calligraphy are based on this word purity.

Whether you are bohemian, unrestrained and unrestrained, or independent from the world, as long as you maintain the purity in your heart, you can hope to achieve greatness, but vice versa will be difficult.

Literary talent is born, literary courage arises, and the literary heart is hidden. As long as you maintain that purity, you can achieve some success in calligraphy with less talent.

Therefore, along the way, Zhang Deming felt the sincerity and innocent heart that is rare in this world in Huayue Academy.

A place like this is really rare in this world.

Of course, these accomplished disciples are not Silly Baijun. They can be chosen by Huayue Academy, and they cannot be Silly Baijun who practice here.

The reason for this is that they are here and willing to get along with each other in this way.

Zhang Deming was led away from the crowd and came to the guest room.

As one of the three major forces in Huayue City, Huayue Academy occupies a large area and offers good guest room treatment.

Zhang Deming was arranged in a superior room. The academician chatted with Zhang Deming for a while before leaving a few disciples. It was almost dark now.

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Early the next morning, Zhang Deming had nothing to do. After browsing the room roughly, he turned and walked towards the academy, followed by several disciples, and began to walk around the ancient version of the campus.

Because Zhang Deming had a special status and was a distinguished guest brought back by the dean himself, the journey was smooth.

After wandering for most of the academy, Zhang Deming came to a pond. In the pond was a pond of lotus leaves, which looked quite elegant.

A little baby of about ten years old was sitting by the pond, hugging his legs, and his pink and cute little face was almost wrinkled at the moment.

The little baby sat with his left hand holding his curled legs, and kept picking up stones with his right hand, throwing them into the pond one after another, with a look of displeasure on his face.

Zhang Deming looked at each other and was slightly stunned, mainly because he was too cute.

Among the children he had seen, only Qian Xiaogong could compare with him.

"Hey, my little ancestor, why are you here again? Didn't I tell you to be more careful and honest today?" A disciple hurried over and saw the little doll and hurriedly stepped forward and said.

The child frowned slightly and said: "I have said it countless times, I am not a child anymore, I know what I am doing. Stop following me, or I..."

"Shh... keep your voice down!" The disciple immediately turned his head and looked at the corner of the pond before continuing: "Little Ancestor, let's leave quickly. Today is not the time for you to lose your temper."

After saying that, he actually put the cute little baby on his shoulders and left in a hurry.

(end of this chapter)