Spirit Realm Walker

The five words "scorching sun and shadow" seemed to be a kind of opening mantra. The golden Buddha opened his half-closed eyes, which were a pair of eyes that condensed the dirtiest and most chaotic eyes in the world.

It is the embodiment of all "evil" and the evil ghosts in hell who have been watching the world for thousands of years.

Out of instinct, everyone in the hall subconsciously raised their eyes to look at the Golden Buddha.

boom!

Everyone's thoughts exploded, and their memory, thinking, and emotions were confused. Blood overflowed from their eyes, ears, mouth, and nose.

The members on the futon fell all over the place, holding their heads and screaming in pain.

"Amitabha."

At the critical moment, Master Wuhen calmed down his emotions. A Buddha's chant echoed in the hall, and the Golden Buddha's eyes slowly closed and returned to the half-closed state.

This Buddha's name contains the ability to heal chaos and trauma, and everyone's splitting headaches were immediately relieved.

Screams of agony turned into gasps.

Master Wuhen waved his hand gently, and all the members disappeared inch by inch, leaving only Zhang Yuanqing alone.

In the large suite on the second floor of the hotel, everyone's figures appeared at the same time and returned to their original seats.

Everyone was slumped on the bench, breathing heavily and looking pale, like travelers who had just escaped from a tiger's mouth.

"What's going on?" Lin Chong, the chief instructor, stood up staggeringly, with an apocalyptic expression on his face, and shouted: "The Buddha statue has opened its eyes? The Buddha statue has opened its eyes! Has the master lost control!?"

The expressions of others were equally fearful and uneasy, and they turned their attention to the gloomy "Guo Aunt", no, Aunt Fang, she is a sixth-level Dream Palmist, the same profession as Master Wuhen. If the master loses control, she will be able to detect it.

Aunt Fang had a sullen face and said coldly:

"Why panic? If Master loses control, will we be able to get out?"

After hearing this, everyone's expressions improved slightly, and Madoka whispered: "But the Master Buddha statue has indeed opened its eyes. This is the first time in more than ten years."

"This shows that the master almost lost control just now." Uncle Yang's tone was unprecedentedly solemn.

Why did the master lose control?

"It's Yuanshi Tianzun." The honest middle-aged man showed a strange smile: "What did the boy say to the master? It's not a confession. What I said was the last sentence."

Everyone in the room looked at each other, seeing confusion and confusion in the eyes of their friends.

"No, I didn't hear that." Kou Beiyue scratched his head, "I just heard him say give the master a chance to repent. Hiss, give the master a chance to repent. Is Yuanshi Tianzun crazy?"

Everyone ignored the rebellious child's nonsense.

Aunt Fang said in a deep voice:

"The last words of Yuanshi Tianzun were wrapped in illusion. The person who cast the illusion is higher than me. It's normal that you can't hear it. But it cannot be denied that those words did make the master almost lose control."

"So, what exactly did he say?" Chong Ge's eyes widened.

No one could answer him because that was what everyone was curious about.

"Master Wuhen is not in danger, is he? Is the official going to deal with us?" Zhao Xintong is young, but he is very good at inferring malice in others.

"No!" Uncle Yang shook his head, "The official will not let Yuanshi Tianzun come and die."

Everyone stopped talking and remained silent, trying to recall the scene before the master "lost control" and trying to remember Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth shape, but his position was too far forward, and everyone could only see his back, not his back. his face.

After a long time, the charming bank teller tutted:

"It's really interesting today. Yuanshi Tianzun is actually a more surly and dangerous person than us, and he came prepared, holding back his big move to show it to the master.

"Madoka, you have known him for the longest time and are most familiar with him. Do you know his situation?"

Everyone looked at Madoka.

Xiao Yuan's brows had not relaxed since she left the Buddhist temple. She thought about it and said:

"His mental state is indeed problematic and extremely extreme, but it shouldn't be so exaggerated. It's possible."

After a pause, she sighed: "I didn't tell you in detail what happened in the dungeon. He was possessed by the boss in the dungeon and paid a huge price to reverse the situation."

Madoka explained what happened in the copy.

Everyone listened in silence. Kou Beiyue already knew these things and had no intention of listening anymore. He looked around and saw the little fat man squatting in the corner, hugging his knees. He looked like he was abandoned by the world and didn't want to cause trouble to the world. A gesture of concern.

"What's wrong with you?" Kou Beiyue approached and asked.

The little fat man raised his head, his eyes were dull and hopeless, "Boss, I want to go back to the Southern School."

"Why?"

"Just think of me as dead. Social death is also death. When you die socially somewhere, the best way is to go somewhere else to develop." The little fat man said sadly.

"Oh, then go ahead."

"Huh? Boss, won't you try to keep me here?"

"There's no need to hold you back. I'll pass on your past affairs to the black market later. When you die in the Southern School, you will come back."

"Boss, you have been playing the role of a fire master, right? You are actually a cunning bewitching demon."

"Are you stupid? I am originally a bewitching demon."

An antique and quiet Buddhist temple.

Zhang Yuanqing gasped for breath, and large beads of sweat slid down his face. After breathing like this for a long time, his chaotic heartbeat gradually calmed down, and the tearing feeling in his soul also slowed down a lot.

Finally having enough energy to speak, Zhang Yuanqing took a deep breath:

"Master, do you still remember Xiaoyao Organization?"

"Amitabha, the past is like smoke, why bother mentioning it again." Master Wuhen's voice was low, mixed with pain, "How did the donor know about the poor monk's past?"

"The zoo's weapon spirit told me." Zhang Yuanqing said.

This time, Master Wuhen was silent for a few seconds before replying:

"Why is it telling you?"

Zhang Yuanqing glanced at the quietly burning candle and smelled the scent of incense. When the matter came to a close, he hesitated.

Before coming, he looked at faces, looked at the stars, and used Xiahou Aotian's divination tools to make a divination for himself. Finally, he reported today's itinerary to Fu Qingyang and Fu Qingxuan.

After weighing it in his mind for a few seconds, he said:

"Master, do you know my real name?"

Master Wuhen sat silently and did not respond.

Zhang Yuanqing stared at his back and said in a serious tone: "My surname is Zhang, from Zhang Tianshi."

As soon as these words came out, the half-closed eyes of the Buddha seemed to tremble, and there were faint signs of opening them again.

The entire Buddhist temple shook violently, but quickly returned to calm.

This Buddhist temple is transformed into the state of mind of Master Wuhen, and the movements in the Buddhist temple represent the master's emotions.

After saying these words, Zhang Yuanqing went all out and had no scruples, "My father is Zhang Tianshi. He passed away when I was just in elementary school. I had almost no impression of him until he became the Night God and joined the official team. I entered the zoo by chance, and the weapon spirit mistook me for Zhang Tianshi based on my bloodline."

"I checked the official database and learned about the existence of the Xiaoyao organization. A series of things happened in Songhai recently. The marshal killed the great protector of Dark Night Rose and found out that he was Shanhe Yongcun, the former elder of Taiyi Sect. The official already knew that Lingtuo was Leader of Dark Night Rose."

"So I found the zoo and confessed my identity to the weapon spirit. It didn't know what happened that year, but it told me your identity. You are the most mysterious child of shadow."

After saying this in one breath, Zhang Yuanqing straightened his back and leaned forward, "Master, I am here this time to ask you about the past. What did you four do in 1999?"

There was dead silence in the hall.

For a long time, Master Wuhen put his hands together and chanted the Buddha's name in a low voice:

"Amitabha! It turns out he is the son of an old friend."

Zhang Yuanqing clasped his hands together, bowed and buried his head: "Master, please clarify my doubts."

"Donor Zhang, the past has become a blur, why bother to cling to it." Master Wuhen sighed: "Knowing too much is of no use to you."

Zhang Yuanqing smiled bitterly and said:

"Master, someone told me that my father left something for me back then. I guess it was the core fragment of the Compass of Light. I am already in the game. If I can't know myself and the enemy, I may not know how I will die in the future.

"Master, for the sake of my father and our affection, please tell me."

He and Master Wuhen also have a romantic relationship.

Master Wuhen was silent for a long time and said slowly:

"The you shown in the mirror just now is the most real you. There is no core fragment of the Compass of Light in you."

"Master, when I was in high school, something went wrong with the compass fragment and suddenly tore my soul apart."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Master Wuhen, whose tone was full of solemnity and confusion: "What did you say?"

"I said the compass fragments tore my soul apart."

"The compass fragment does not have this ability."

Zhang Yuanqing was stunned.

"You, you, you" his expression suddenly became excited, and his voice turned into a question:

"Won't the compass fragments tear apart my soul? How is it possible? You just saw it. My soul has indeed been mended. This information was told to me by the person closest to me. She will not lie to me. We can communicate with each other. It depends on your life."

Because he was too excited, he changed from sitting cross-legged to kneeling, leaning forward, staring directly at the master's back.

Master Wuhen's tone remained unchanged: "It will not tear anyone's soul apart. Yuanshi, the core fragment of the Bright Compass is not in you. Your soul problems come from others."

Zhang Yuanqing's butt sank down and he sat slumped: "Then, what's the reason?"

"The poor monk doesn't know."

After a few seconds of silence, Master Wuhen spoke slowly:

"Back then, the four of us used the fragments of the Light Compass to open a mysterious passage that led to the deepest part of the spiritual realm. There, we saw the truth of the spiritual realm, and it was a despairing truth.

"We didn't dare to stay too long and returned to reality with the help of the compass fragments. That exploration caused us to have differences. Lingtuo believed that the matter should be made public, but Zhang Tianshi felt that this would only cause panic and lead to the collapse of the social structure.

"Before we could reach a conclusion, something more difficult happened. We were cursed. A terrible curse that the divine power of the sun, which claims to purify everything, could not eliminate. The source could not be found, and neither the spiritual body nor the physical body could be traced. Something goes wrong, but our bodies are getting worse and worse, and we are approaching death step by step."

Zhang Yuanqing, who was stunned, gradually pulled back his thoughts and boldly guessed: "Is it a curse from the spiritual realm?"

"It's not a spiritual realm, but it can also be said to be a spiritual realm." Master Wuhen said:

"We knew nothing about the curse at the beginning. Chu Shang and Ling Tuo returned to their family and sect and searched the information but could not find a way to resolve it. What really let us know the true nature of the curse was an experiment conducted by Ling Tuo."

"What experiment?" Zhang Yuanqing asked.

"Lingtuo told an ordinary person the secret deep in the spiritual realm. As a result, the person was cursed on the spot and died unexpectedly." Master Wuhen sighed:

"The curse was brought out by us from the depths of the spiritual realm. The moment we learned the truth about the spiritual realm, we were cursed. Everyone who knows the truth will be cursed."

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a while and asked tentatively: "Have you tried telling the demigods?"

"Lingtuo tried it, and he told the leader of Taiyi Sect."

So, it doesn’t work on demigods? Zhang Yuanqing sighed: "So, I'm not qualified to know the secrets deep in the spiritual realm, right?"

Master Wuhen remained silent.

Zhang Yuanqing, who had finally gained something, pinched his brows, thought for a long time, and said, "You have been sitting here for more than ten years just to fight against the curse?"

Master Wuhen nodded slightly:

"It has the characteristics of a curse and an evil profession. As the curse deepens, I gradually lose control of my nature. I am tortured by bloodthirsty desires every day, which is extremely painful."

After hearing this, Zhang Yuanqing clasped his hands together and recited "Amitabha" devoutly.

Not to the Buddha, but to this master.

He had fought against his instincts for more than ten years and endured pain for more than ten years. He felt inferior to his perseverance and determination.

Zhang Yuanqing continued to ask: "Then do you know how Lingtuo died? Why didn't Chu Shang use the mother goddess's womb to resurrect Lingtuo?"

Master Wuhen was silent for a moment, and his deep voice echoed in the hall: "Because Lingtuo was killed by the three of us."

PS: typos should be corrected first and then corrected.