Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 1019 Among the Ten Elders, three are bald, and they are very reluctant to talk about their hair.

"What I have is called high technology."

He Songling didn't intend to explain to Lü Ci. Although he and Lü Ci had a good relationship, it wasn't to the point where he could reveal the secret of being a time traveler to Lü Ci.

Even his wife, Lu Huizhong, only learned the secret that she was originally from another world because she knew he would leave one day.

What merit or ability does Lü Ci possess to compare his status with his wife?
"Old Lu, you're a man of few words," He Songling said, unusually attacking someone's character. "You don't keep your promises. You're very untrustworthy. Let alone with me and the Tang Clan. How have we treated you? I don't need to brag about it, do I?"

"This...this is..."

Lu Ci was at a loss for words.

"Alright, you're a big shot now, so it's up to you to decide what to do. I can't ask you to do anything or give you any pointers. That's all I have to say to you. It's up to you. We probably won't have this much of a conversation again in the future."

He Songling patted Lü Ci on the shoulder: "Just consider this my farewell to you today."

“Brother He, I…” Lu Ci suddenly raised his head, his expression complicated.

Even at over a hundred years old, the person he respected most was still He Songling. Although he did some things later that might not have satisfied He Songling, and He Songling might have stopped him if he were still alive, he could guarantee that he never intended to harm He Songling or the legacy he left behind.

Even though they hadn't seen each other for so many years, and their friendship had faded over time, he was still the person he admired and looked up to the most. He had even knelt down and kowtowed to become his disciple.

Having witnessed countless partings at over a hundred years old, it still brings mixed feelings to say goodbye like this.

"That's enough. You're an old man like me, Lao Lü. You've seen so many partings and deaths. People just drift apart as they go along. Most people don't realize that a meeting with another person might actually be the last time they see each other in this life."

He Songling crossed his arms and sat back down on the sofa. “You and I are lucky. You’re over a hundred years old and we can see each other again. I can give you so many parting words and say a clear goodbye. My wife and I were separated for seventy years and I didn’t even have a chance to say a word to her.”

"What's with the jealousy?" Lu Huizhong drew a wisp of air mixed with the haze of Dan Shi and swirled over. "Young Master Lu, Seventh Brother Lu, if you don't get out of here, I'm going to beat you up. I guarantee you'll get the same treatment as Young Master Wang."

"Farewell!"

Lü Ci wasn't He Songling; he didn't have a penchant for getting beaten up by Lu Huizhong. He was incredibly fast, outrunning even rabbits. Of course, Lü Ci was also quite loyal, as he even managed to scoop up Wang Ai, who was embedded in the floor tiles, before leaving.

“Benefactor He.” Jie Kong actually took the initiative to come up and greeted He Songling with his palms together.

"It's been so many years. That little monk from the Sutra Repository has become a master." He Songling looked at Jie Kong's body and meridians. "Do you still want to restore them?"

“No need. The Buddha’s teachings are boundless, and there is more than one path to the transcendence of life.” Jie Kong decisively refused He Songling. “Look, this is what it means to become foolish from practicing religion.” In front of Jie Kong, He Songling turned around and mocked the abbot of Lingyin Temple, one of the Ten Elders, to Ru Hu and Lu Huizhong.

"Religion can help people achieve innate abilities because the practice of cultivating Qi is itself a way of developing the body through mysticism. In the process of cultivating Qi, people can gain strength and guidance from religion and find the way forward."

Therefore, throughout history, most people who have achieved the Innate Realm have come from religious backgrounds. In the Lao Zhong area, it's either Buddhism or Taoism. In the past, there were people like Confucius who achieved the Innate Realm through Confucianism and Taoism. Unfortunately, Confucianism has since become a tool for rulers to keep the people ignorant, and it no longer has the ability to achieve the Innate Realm.

The last person to achieve innate enlightenment through Confucianism and Taoism was Wang Shouren of the Ming Dynasty. However, in this sense, the last person to achieve innate enlightenment through Confucianism and Taoism came even later than the last person to achieve innate enlightenment through Buddhism and Taoism.

But no matter which religion you draw strength, guidance, or firm belief from, you still need 'Qi' to support you on your journey and to help your body and soul undergo transformation. In scientific terms, this is called 'matter determines consciousness'.

First, you need a brain to think; you need legs to run; you need gasoline for the engine to run and for the car to move. If you don't even have this vital energy as your driving force, no matter how profound your Buddhist practice, how can you climb to heaven?

He Songling's sharp and biting sarcasm made many people feel embarrassed, but Jie Kong himself didn't seem to care at all.

He clasped his hands together, a smile playing on his lips, and said, "Benefactor He truly deserves to be called a sage of our time. He sees through this kind of problem so clearly, getting straight to the heart of the matter."

However, the pursuit of life is not limited to achieving one's innate potential. At my age, even if I were to regain my vital energy with your help, I would merely become another Master Song or Benefactor Lu, nothing more. It would be better to pursue a deeper spiritual meaning within Buddhism.”

"Hey you bald monk, what do you mean?!" Lu Jin slammed his fist on the table and stood up, only to be met with an angry glare from Song Mian: "Old Lu, whose side are you on? Taoist priests aren't allowed to lose their hair, are they?"

Jie Kong ignored the two old men's antics, continued to clasp his hands together, and bowed to He Songling. "I have met Bao Jing. If I had to say what I still can't let go of in this life, it would only be this disciple who has fallen into demonic possession. Fortunately, fortunately. I thank you on his behalf."

“Hey, we’re like family. If you hadn’t given me so many Buddhist scriptures to read back then, my journey to the Yang Shen stage in Baiyun Temple, where I studied the three religions’ internal alchemy, might not have gone so smoothly. In your Buddhist terms, this is called ‘every sip and every bite is preordained.’”

Seeing the old monk's carefree attitude, He Songling was pleased. "It's not easy to live to such an old age, Master. Let's take our leave now."

"Amitabha, this old monk takes his leave." Jie Kong didn't say much, but put his hands together in a deep bow and walked out of the hotel.

"Muyou, you bald monk, I'm talking to you, why are you running away!" He Songling pointed at the monk again and cursed him as a bald man. Song Mian's face turned ugly. "Old He, are you alright? If not, I'm leaving."

"Let's go. Tell Zhou Sheng on our way back, is he still on Wudang Mountain?"

"He's nowhere to be found, he's long gone." Song Mian's face was grim. Zhou Shengzhen truly lived up to his nickname "Big Monkey," disappearing in the blink of an eye. Who knows what kind of scheme he's up to now.

"When I see him, I'll give him my regards, as well as those of my fellow disciples. Also, you'd better send Wang Ye back to us, or Wudang will never forgive you!"

(End of this chapter)