Tian Yuan

Chapter 2223 Homeland, Meeting

The passing of the eminent monk Jingyuan was handled in a low-key manner by the Buddhist community. Only a few high-ranking officials knew about it, and it did not cause much stir.

According to the wishes of Master Jingyuan himself, the abbot buried him under the Bodhi tree in the simple Zen temple, where he rests forever without being disturbed by others.

The abbot stood alone under the Bodhi tree for a long, long time.

The black cassock he wore was the product of his merits and virtues, and had become a treasure in the world, imbued with boundless Buddhist charm.

He didn't say anything, and I don't know what he was thinking about.

After a few days, he left and sealed the temple, not allowing anyone to enter or leave.

Since Monk Jingyuan wanted to have some peace and quiet, he naturally had to meet this requirement.

Afterwards, the abbot handed over various trivial matters of Buddhism to several Zen masters, and continued to move forward alone to comprehend the way to the Pure Land.

The so-called Pure Land is the path that the abbot will pursue for the rest of his life.

One day, the abbot came to a familiar place.

After crossing countless stars and rescuing many lives along the way, he passed by and decided to take a look.

In a corner of the East, there is an ancient star with a long history.

There are billions of living creatures living here.

There is a city in this world called Ningya City.

Long ago, a plague caused by an evil spirit broke out in the city, killing countless people. Fortunately, the abbot passed by and was able to control the situation before it got any worse.

At that time, the abbot was still a Buddhist.

"pretty good."

When he returned to his hometown, he saw a scene of peace and prosperity. A breeze blew up the abbot's heart, causing ripples on the surface of the lake.

The abbot's Buddhist aura is restrained, concealing the fluctuations of the Buddhist patterns on his merit robes. Only the top masters can see any clues, while it looks ordinary to ordinary people.

He walked along the busy streets of the city, and passers-by rarely paid him any attention.

After walking for a while, he suddenly stopped. He must have noticed something unusual, and his expression changed slightly.

Having experienced many hardships, the abbot has long developed the mentality of remaining calm even when faced with a collapse of Mount Tai.

Even when the great monk Jingyuan passed away, he faced it calmly.

At this moment, his expression changed, and the ripples in his heart gradually formed waves.

What on earth was discovered that could make the abbot of a Buddhist sect of such a high status so uneasy?

After a moment of distraction, the abbot regained his composure.

Should I turn around and leave, or go over and take a look?

The abbot stopped where he was, thinking about this question.

In just a breath of time, the abbot made a decision.

Face the old friends directly, there is no escape.

If you turn around and leave, it will seem like you are unable to see through the worldly ties.

Hey!

Once you have a plan, you should put it into action.

After determining the specific direction, the abbot walked forward with clear eyes.

In a corner of the city, there is an elegant villa.

There was a person living in the courtyard, who liked to be secluded and did not interact with others.

This person's name is Yan Yanan. She has her hair tied up in a high bun and looks elegant and graceful.

She has lived here for hundreds of years, loves flowers and plants, lives a simple life, and enjoys tranquility. Many corners of the courtyard are planted with colorful and beautiful flowers.

If you mention her name, many people in the world don't know it.

Her other identity is quite extraordinary.

She is Chen Yiyi's mother, the former seventh princess of the You clan.

"what happened?"

Yan Yanan, who was collecting flower dew in the yard, suddenly had an indescribable strange feeling. She frowned and was puzzled.

At the same time, the abbot walked to the gate of Yayuan Loft.

The red-painted door was closed tightly.

The abbot stood outside the door with a calm expression.

His thoughts drifted away with the sudden breeze, evoking memories buried deep in his heart.

His encounter with Yan Yanan began with the evil cultivator plague in Ningya City.

As a Buddhist at that time, he could not sit idly by when encountering such a thing. Adhering to the belief of eliminating demons and defending the way, he killed a large number of evil cultivators.

The You Clan is a branch of the Demon Clan. Yan Yanan has the blood of the You Clan flowing in his body, so naturally the Buddhist disciples attach great importance to him. Later, due to some misunderstandings, the two of them fought each other.

As expected, Yan Yanan was injured.

Afterwards, Fozi realized that Yan Yanan was not a bad person, and it was his own fault in judgment that caused an innocent person to suffer humiliation.

Feeling guilty, he apologized many times.

The two of them got to know each other through fighting and gradually became familiar with each other.

Fuzi knew that his identity was special, so he was always wary of Yan Yanan. He secretly investigated many times and was relieved only after confirming that the other party did not approach him intentionally.

Yan Yanan considered her acquaintance with Fozi to be an accident. Although she was a chess piece, she had no idea what was going on.

All of this was arranged by the high-level demons. The purpose was simple: to destroy the next generation of Buddhism and make them fall into the abyss.

How can an ordinary woman and her methods shake the heart of a Buddhist?

Only Yan Yanan's special physique made people want to get close to him, and coupled with the careful planning of the demon clan's high-level officials, it achieved excellent results.

The time was right, and after countless deductions, the demons arranged a hunt, which injured Fuzi and caused him to meet Yan Yanan again, unfolding the subsequent story.

The high-ranking demons have tried to kill the Buddha more than once, but it is difficult to do so. He has the most advanced protective trump card of Buddhism on him, which will be activated automatically once his life is threatened.

Therefore, injuring a Buddhist disciple without triggering the Buddhist body protection restrictions and without showing any abnormality is a very difficult task.

After getting along for a long time, I developed a good impression of him.

The moment the time was ripe, the demons activated the aphrodisiac that they had secretly placed on Yan Yanan, allowing them to have sex naturally, and thus the Buddha's heart was lost.

This aphrodisiac is extremely valuable. It can make top monks lose their minds and increase the probability of pregnancy.

"It's not her fault."

After a moment of trance, the abbot put away his wandering thoughts. From the beginning, he knew that this matter had nothing to do with Yan Yanan.

In fact, because of him, Yan Yanan was dragged into the quagmire and could never escape from it.

He felt guilty and couldn't make any promises.

Perhaps it was a telepathic connection that led Yan Yanan, who should have been in the courtyard, to the door. Although her cultivation was not weak, it was not yet at the top level, and she could not sense the abbot's presence.

Crunch!

Yan Yanan opened the red-painted door and looked outside.

The door opened, and a monk in a black robe stood before him.

Yan Yanan was suddenly stunned, and time seemed to freeze at this moment.

She had imagined the scene of meeting the abbot again, whether it was in a solemn Buddhist temple, a glimpse of him in a turbulent town, or above the clouds where heroes gathered, and so on.

I never thought that the abbot would be standing at the door. My heartstrings were plucked by an invisible force, again and again, and the feeling became stronger and stronger.

Looking at the person outside the door, Yan Yanan's red lips trembled slightly, her eyes moved slightly, and her mood was complicated.