Xuanxia

Chapter 455: Transformation (Part )

"Huixin, do you know what happened to those people you helped in the past?"

Upon hearing these words, Huixin was clearly stunned.

"Come and take a look."

Huijue smiled, stretched out a finger towards Huixin, and slowly pointed it at his forehead.

Huixin's eyes were focused and a strong golden light was emanating from his body. He obviously wanted to resist, but Huijue was clearly much stronger than him. No matter how he struggled, he could not stop Huijue's fingers from approaching.

Soon, the finger touched Huijue's forehead.

In an instant, countless flashing images suddenly appeared in this memory space!

Fu Qingzhou, who was watching from the side, screamed and widened his eyes.

Of course he knew that these images did not actually appear in his memory, but for Huixin, they were images that flashed through his mind frame by frame at that time.

Everything in the picture was mostly people that Fu Qingzhou had seen before in Huixin's memory and had received help from.

The victims who received disaster relief, the villagers who were treated during the plague, the woman who was rescued from the bandits’ stronghold, the man who wanted to commit suicide by jumping into the river because of a trivial matter... many of them, one after another, were people Huixin had helped.

However, what is shown on the screen at this moment is their subsequent story after Huixin left.

The victims who received disaster relief originally thought that they could rely on the food to survive the crisis. However, as the famine continued, the food shortage became increasingly serious... They became haggard and ragged, and soon fell into despair again. Some of them fought for the remaining food, while others slowly died of hunger.

The fate of those villagers who survived the plague did not improve.

After Huixin left, the plague did not disappear. It broke out again just a few months later. Due to the lack of medical care and medicine, many people suffered a relapse of their illness. In the picture, they struggled in pain, their bodies festered, and eventually they died one by one in illness and helplessness... The village became silent, with only a few dilapidated huts and the desolate sound of the wind.

The woman who was rescued from the bandit camp by Huixin originally hoped to have a new start after regaining her freedom.

However, worldly prejudices bound her like invisible shackles. She was pointed at, helpless, and ostracized everywhere. Finally, under the pressure of life, she was forced to become a prostitute. In the picture, her face was covered with tears, and her eyes revealed endless humiliation and despair. Finally, she raised her hairpin in the candlelight and stabbed herself.

There are so many stories like this.

Not everyone Huixin helped ended up in tragedy, but most of them did not have a good ending.

In Huixin's shocked eyes, Huijue said softly: "The reason why they are trapped in the quagmire is not because of bad luck, but because the world is a sea of ​​suffering. How many people can you ferry with your little boat?"

"Today you have ferried one person across the water, but you cannot make him follow you forever. When he gets off the boat, he will have to return to the sea of ​​suffering."

"If you have the power to make clouds and rain fall, how can there be famine in the world? Without famine and disaster, there will naturally be no more victims."

"If you have all the magical powers and can trace the source of the disease, all plagues can be eradicated. People in the world will no longer suffer from illness and pain."

"If you live forever and spread the Dharma, and the prejudices and shackles of the world are broken by your words, will there still be people in the world who die because of prejudice?"

"Junior brother..."

He looked into Huixin's eyes tenderly and said softly, "Do you know your mistake?"

Hui Xin's eyes were shocked: "Is this true..."

“Of course.” Huijue said softly, “If you don’t believe me, you can go and investigate… If what I said is false in the slightest, I will never be reincarnated and will never be blessed by the Buddha for a hundred lifetimes.”

Huixin was silent.

But Fu Qingzhou clenched his fists tightly.

Huixin was so shocked and stunned by the scenes just now that she didn't notice some details.

But Fu Qingzhou, who was watching everything...heard it very clearly!

Just now, when Huijue was pouring the image into Huixin's mind, a very fast, very fine and very penetrating scripture also resounded in Huixin's mind.

"Avalokitesvara, the Buddha of a hundred calamities, has gone through a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, has seen that the five aggregates are empty, and has transcended all suffering..."

"The flesh and blood bag is the basis of reincarnation. It is replaced by a hundred lives, and the pain never stops. However, the Buddha of a hundred disasters has no self and no form. He uses pain as practice and reincarnation as nirvana. He is born in every life and dies in every life. He does not dwell in life and death, and does not think about reincarnation. In life and death, he sees the emptiness of life and death. In reincarnation, he sees the silence of reincarnation..."

These scriptures were read very quickly, and if you didn't listen carefully you couldn't hear them at all. They sounded like a series of strange, dense sounds.

But Fu Qingzhou heard it clearly... because he was very familiar with this passage!

That was the time when he had been chanting the Sutra of the Hundred Disasters in the Fanyin Temple for more than a month.

Huijue... is brainwashing Huixin? !

"Brother, have you figured it out?"

Huijue smiled and said, "Only by achieving the state of selflessness can we save the world and save people."

"..."

Huixin could no longer maintain her calm expression; her eyes kept flickering, and it was clear that she was experiencing a fierce struggle in her mind.

On the other side, the light on Huiming's body was gradually fading.

He loosened his grip, and the Buddhist robe and the blood cicada returned to Yuan Wu's hands. "Uncle Master Huiming."

Yuan Wu asked softly, "How?"

“Miraculous, miraculous!” Huiming’s eyes lit up. “There is such a miraculous method in the world! This method will surely make up for the shortcomings of the Golden Cicada Divine Shell Technique and help us achieve the path of selflessness!”

"but……"

As he spoke, his eyes darkened again: "All the acupoints in my body have been destroyed, and my meridians have been cut off. Even if I wear Buddhist robes, I am just a broken jar that keeps leaking water... Even if I get this magical power, I will never be able to achieve the great Dao in this life..."

It was only at this moment that Yuanwu finally smiled.

He raised the corner of his mouth and whispered: "Uncle Master, there is still a chance."

Huiming was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and looked into the eyes of his nephew.

The next moment, he seemed to understand something, his eyes gradually became clear, and a strong excitement flashed in his eyes!
"Yes... yes, yes! There is a chance!"

Huiming was overjoyed and said, "As long as I become a part of your practice, when you achieve the Tao and become selfless, I will also be able to glimpse the scenery of the Tao!"

After saying that, he tore off his clothes without hesitation, then stretched out his hands and inserted them fiercely into his head!

"Junior Brother Huiming?!"

Hui Xin, who was struggling with her conscience nearby, suddenly woke up when she saw this. She was horrified and was about to stop it.

But the next moment, Huijue's hand was on his shoulder.

"Avalokitesvara, the Buddha of a hundred calamities, has gone through a hundred lifetimes of reincarnation, has seen that the five aggregates are empty, and has transcended all suffering..."

The Hundred Evils Sutra slowly flowed out of Huijue's mouth. Huixin's pupils trembled and his body stiffened. After struggling for several times, his expression gradually calmed down. He slowly put his hands together and lowered his head.

On the other side, Huiming...he tore open his scalp!

Although he had lost all his cultivation, he always had to strengthen his body and cultivate himself during practice, so his physical strength was always good. In addition, he was determined to die at this time, so he almost used up all his strength to do this!

He laughed so hard that he tore open his scalp, and then tore it downwards, tearing off the skin all over his body like taking off clothes!
It was bloody and horrific.

During the whole process, Yuanwu just watched with a calm smile.

“Wow, wow…”

Huiming folded his own skin and placed it in front of him. He himself had turned into a creepy blood gourd and laughed hoarsely.

"Uncle Master is so righteous." Yuan Wu put his hands together and bowed deeply to him: "Nephew Yuan Wu, thank you, Uncle Master."

After saying that, he bent down and picked up the human skin on the ground.

Then, under the watchful eyes of Huijue, Huixin, and the ghostly Fu Qingzhou, he slowly took off his robes and carefully and seriously covered his own skin with the human skin.

As the blood flowed, the human skin gradually merged with Yuanwu's skin, and was finally completely immersed.

This human skin did not change Yuan Wu's body shape, but it seemed to make his skin look a little brighter, and his aura also became stronger.

"wisdom."

Huijue said softly: "Do you understand?"

"Brother, I understand." Hui Xin lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and replied softly: "This is the great way for our temple to achieve the realm of selflessness."

"Help me." Huijue said again, "Help me to accomplish this, help Yuanwu prove his conjecture, and help me spread the Buddha's wish throughout the world."

At the same time, a large amount of blood-colored mist suddenly emerged from this memory space.

Fu Qingzhou was shocked.

He could sense the fishy and murderous smell in the blood, and more importantly, this smell... was corroding his memory bit by bit!

Unlike the previous scene change after being covered by golden clouds, this time the blood-colored mist caused the entire space to begin to collapse and fall apart!
"Oops!"

Fu Qingzhou suddenly realized: "After he was brainwashed, a part of his consciousness appeared that was not his own!"

"and many more……"

His pupils shrank. "In this case, how much of what Hui Xin did afterwards can he remember based on his own memory? Or is it because I invaded for too long and saw the key memories, so he started to resist on his own?"

In this memory, Huijue was still smiling and said, "Junior brother, now that you are working with me, you must be careful and cautious. Next, I will teach you the highest soul-protecting technique of Buddhism, the Bodhi Divine Light Seal..."

But Fu Qingzhou couldn't listen anymore.

He turned around and suddenly rushed into the golden clouds not far away.

If Huixin loses those memories, this trip will be in vain!

(End of this chapter)