My enemies became my companions

Chapter 223 I finally realized that my fate is not determined by heaven

Zhao Bai looked into the lake water and saw that his face was pale.

A compassionate nun stood behind him, whispering instructions on the arrangements.

"When the time comes, you will appear there, and when Chen kills you with his sword, there is no need to waste words, so that you can have a quick death.

After this, I will perform a ritual to help you attain salvation, and your soul will reincarnate in this small world. When you reach your next life, you will also be able to seek peace here."

A breeze blew across the lake. Not far from Yuyong City, Zhao Bai looked at the lake. His face became paler and paler.

After a long while, he pretended to be calm, but his expression could not hide his sadness:

"You want me to... die like this?
Don’t I have to…don’t I have to live until…the time when the demon lord Po Xun wreaks havoc?”

The nun said with a slightly regretful tone:

"Man proposes, God disposes. We never thought that man would be so determined to kill you. If possible, it would not be a bad idea to keep you until I come."

The "I" mentioned by the nun naturally does not refer to the nun herself as Master Zhihui.

All things are impermanent and there is no self in all dharmas.

The "I" she mentioned was the Buddha of Medicine who was far away in Lingshan. Zhao Bai knew this better than anyone else.

"Then why not... keep me until you come?" Zhao Bai seemed to have found a glimmer of hope and asked in a trembling voice.

The bhikkhuni is still a bodhisattva with lowered eyebrows:
"What does it matter to you if I keep you here until I come?"

Zhao Bai suddenly froze, as if all the blood in his body was blocked and he could no longer make any sound from his throat.

In the reflection on the water, he could see that the nun behind him always had the look of a bodhisattva with her brows lowered, and had never looked at him even once!
"Don't worry about it. Life and death are determined by fate. When you realize it, you will understand why I made this choice."

After the nun finished speaking, her figure disappeared into the void.

Zhao Bai suddenly fell to the ground. He sat by the lake with his eyes wide open, staring blankly.

He sat like this for an unknown amount of time.

After a long time, he said:
"I'm going to... die?"

The lake was calm, reflecting his handsome yet pale face.

"Just like that...died?"

Zhao Bai asked himself blankly, and then answered himself:
"Yes, he died just like that."

As the words fell, there was a loud bang as if thunder exploded in his mind.

They just let me die?
Zhao Bai clenched his fists, his face flushed red, his eyes bloodshot, he stood up ferociously, his mood was like a raging storm.

He didn't notice at all that there were waves on the lake.

A small boat was approaching slowly.

He was completely absorbed in his emotions.

"He died just like that, just like that?!"

All the previous plans were in vain. Zhao Bai's veins were tense. The boy's hands had some distinct joints.

"He died before he could even pass on his Kung Fu skills... Good, very good!

Why?
Why do you think I should die if you want me to die? Why do you think I should die if you say I will die in the next life? Why do you think I should die or not with just a few words? "

Zhao Bai's body tensed up and he suddenly burst into roars.

He didn't want to die, he couldn't die like this, he had to live... When his trembling body gradually calmed down, he suddenly looked up and saw a small boat, coming from nowhere, slowly approaching in front of him.

Zhao Bai looked up tremblingly and saw a palm. Looking upwards along the palm, he found that it was a Taoist priest.

No one knows where this Taoist came from or why he appeared at this time.

Zhao Bai only saw a golden pill on his palm.

That was like the last straw.

He had no time to figure it out, because the Taoist said:
"When I swallow a golden elixir, I realize that my fate is not up to fate."

...........................

When Chen Yi met the two monks again, he never expected that they were covered in wet clothes and looked in a miserable state.

After asking about the whole story, Chen Yi knew that the eminent monk from the Western Regions and the crazy sutra master had both been deceived by Qin Qingluo before. Both of them practiced Buddhism, but were easily defeated by Qin Qingluo, who was carrying the Glazed Light and had entered the fourth level.

"I wonder where that female prince is now? Can we fight again?"

The Crazy Scripture Master was still unconvinced and said:

"I'm not crazy enough. If I were a little crazier, how could I be defeated by a woman?"

Hearing this, Chen Yi showed no expression.

Naturally, he would not say what Qin Qingluo had experienced, nor would he mention her whereabouts.

Some time ago, he was sitting in a teahouse and saw with his own eyes the tall woman and Zhu E's figures walking by.

Both of them had changed their clothes, and Chen Yi just sat there watching. He didn't say much, but his gaze lingered on Qin Qingluo for a while.

Judging from the time, they had probably left the pagoda.

Seeing the Crazy Scripture Master's endless complaints, Chen Yi took the initiative to change the subject:

"I wonder how the two monks came back?"

“To be honest, the two of us were saved by a Taoist who was rowing an oar. He said his name was Zhang Boduan.” Monks do not lie, so the eminent monk from the Western Regions told the truth.

The Crazy Sutra Master also said immediately: "We talked with him for a while. I didn't expect this guy to be able to speak about Buddhism so well."

Chen Yi had never heard of this name, but Yin Weiying, who was familiar with the place, stood up after hearing it.

"Zi Yang Zhenren Zhang Boduan?"

The crown girl was surprised:
"What about the founder of the Southern School, Zhang Boduan? Didn't he...go to Penglai?"

Chen Yi didn't hear about Zi Yang Zhenren and the founder of the Southern School, but when he heard Yin Weiying mention the word "Penglai", his brows furrowed.

Penglai, Penglai again...

Before Chen Yi could think any more.

Boom!

In the distant sky, dark clouds gathered, causing lightning and thunder.

The whole teahouse shook suddenly, and countless people from Yuyong City looked in the direction of the sound. Then they saw a dark, fog-like figure pressing towards the small town!

It's late, but I'm here

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(End of this chapter)