Bitter Realm: My Feet Step Through the Flames of War

A cold wind blows in the evening, and the setting sun shines alone on the western mountains.

With the help of Shao Hao's eighth-grade supernatural powers, after several days of tracking, they finally intercepted Yi Ye Shu on a deserted forest path.

Shepherd God led Lin Ruomei to meet them.

"To see the Buddha again, we are truly destined to meet."

"It's you, Linmu?"

"Indeed, this is my daughter, named Lin Ruomei."

Ruomei bowed slightly in greeting: "I have heard my father speak of the master, and I admire him greatly."

Yi Ye Shu glanced at Ruo Mei a few times, then nodded and said, "No need for formalities. You are a quiet and beautiful woman, truly exceptional."

Unexpectedly, Yi Ye Shu would praise his daughter so highly. Shepherd smiled smugly: "Where is Buddha heading?"

"Buddhas are always on the path of slaying demons and eliminating evil. Why have you and your daughter come to this desolate mountain wilderness?"

Pan gave her a wink, and Ruomei took out a simple and small wine pot and presented it with both hands.

“Master, my father and I were on our way to visit relatives and happened to pass through this area. We have nothing else of value, but this is a cup of ‘Zui Wang Chou’ brewed by Ruomei herself. We hope it will comfort you on your journey.”

It's hard for elders to refuse the kindness of younger generations.

Yi Ye Shu took the wine pot and unscrewed it. A fragrant aroma wafted out, and then, like a whale drinking water, he drank all the wine in the small pot.

"Good wine, thank you, Miss Ruomei."

"You're welcome."

"Lin Mu, I've heard that there are demonic beasts appearing in the Southern Region. I must continue my journey. Please excuse me."

"Please, Master."

After Yi Ye Shu walked away, Lin Ruomei shook the empty wine pot and laughed, "Father, you still have to rely on me."

"Of course it's up to you, hahahaha~"

Seeing her father in a good mood, Ruomei relaxed a little. These days, Shaohao had been using the spiritual flower to track her mother and finally found out that she was at Liubai Temple.

At this moment, Yi Ye Shu had already taken the golden elixir, and he and his daughter should head to Liu Bai Temple.

Ruomei's feelings were extremely complicated. She was worried that her mother would not want to see them, and she was also worried that her father would be angry because of her mother's attitude. For some reason, she was filled with unease about the trip.

When her mother left Tianjiang, Ruomei was only two years old. She didn't know why her mother left a note and ran away. She only learned from occasional gossip that her mother seemed to have fallen in love with another man.

For this reason, after passing the position of chieftain of the Feather Clan to Yu Zhiyi, Grandpa Peacock Immortal went into seclusion and lived in seclusion.

What puzzled Ruomei was that if her mother had truly pursued her to the brink of death because of love, why did she choose to become a nun?

Regardless, I'll be seeing my mother soon, and she'll want to get to the bottom of things.

She glanced behind her and saw Shao Hao just a few miles away, accompanying the father and daughter.

Although they did not work in parallel, Ruomei could feel Shaohao's warmth.

"What are you looking at! That kid is still young and ignorant; he only has a pure heart for you."

“Father, age is not a problem. Besides, in this world, a childlike heart is the most precious thing. I admire his childlike heart.”

"Time can change everything. When he grows up, perhaps everything will be different."

"Then let's wait until things are different before we talk about it."

"you!"

The father and daughter bickered as they walked toward Liubai Temple.

After finishing the book "Drunken Forget-Your-Worries," the more he walked, the more his blood surged, and long-forgotten images gradually appeared in his mind.

Is he drunk?

He focused his mind and expelled all the alcohol from his body, but more images appeared: Sanyu Wumengsheng, Chaoyizhu, Fojian Fenshuo, Fenghuo Jianjian, Bo Xun San Ti...

He couldn't help but stop his hurried steps and blurted out a verse:

"Coming without a trace, going without a trace, going and coming are the same. Why ask about the affairs of this fleeting life? This fleeting life is but a dream."

The wind rustled through my white hair, the divine verses stirred up memories of the past; I should have attained enlightenment and seen my true nature, but now I am instead questioning my own heart:

If this life is a dream, where do the images in my mind come from?

If we are in the realm of reality, where worldly desires have faded, what realm will we find?

Before I was born, who was I? When I was born, who was I? I came with joy and left with sorrow, and now, with my eyes closed in a daze, who am I?

Amidst endless melancholy, Yi Ye Shu reached out and caught a falling yellow leaf, then asked himself again, "Who am I, really?"

He lingered there for a long time until night fell, when a strange feeling prompted Yi Ye Shu to change his plans and head to Yun Du Mountain.

There was no one on Yundu Mountain. Yi Ye Shu skillfully stepped onto the lotus platform and sat down cross-legged.

Just then, a child's voice rang out: "One branch hatches one thought, forty-eight thousand opportunities arise on the tree. One chirps, one cries. If you ask about the Zen in the tree, just pick a branch and hang it in your heart."

Yi Ye Shu opened his eyes and saw a cute little boy riding a Kongming chariot, stopping in front of him.

"What a wonderful saying, 'I casually pick a branch and keep it in my heart.' Child, who is your teacher? How did you come to Yundu Mountain?"

The visitor was none other than the Four Wise Martial Boys. He calmly replied, "I have no master, but I admire a high monk on Yundu Mountain, so I asked him to write a Zen poem to find the Zen master."

"Are you looking for a page in the book?"

"How do you know that the eminent monk on Yundu Mountain is named Yiye Shu?"

"Because only one person has always lived on Yundu Mountain, we cannot think of a second person."

Xiao Si continued, "Do you know this eminent monk named Yi Ye Shu?"

"Alas, a single sheet of paper, weathered by a hundred generations, is no longer worthy of recording."

"A single sheet of paper, heavy with the weight of a hundred generations, its unwavering loyalty remains through the ages."

Upon hearing this, Yi Ye Shu seemed to sense something: "Your words have a hidden meaning. Do you perhaps know Yi Ye Shu?"

Xiao Si got off Kongming's carriage and jumped a few steps to Yi Ye Shu's side: "You are the man of a hundred generations, Yi Ye Shu."

"Ok?"

Before anyone could react, Xiao Si had already thrown himself into Yi Ye Shu's arms and cried out, "Senior, I'm so glad you're safe and sound!"

"you?"

Xiao Sihuan held onto Yiyeshu tightly, saying, "That's right, I am the person you've been thinking of!"

How did you come to have such a childlike voice?

"Hehe, I came today to confirm whether you have regained your senses and whether you still remember what happened during your amnesia?"

Yi Ye Shu stood up: "I remember it perfectly."

Meanwhile, Ji Wuxia returned to Tianhuan Valley, another base in the Desire Realm.

This is where the Eight-Colored Banners trained and were stationed. The Four Banners were almost destroyed in the Battle of Tiandu. After recruiting and organizing people during this period, the ranks were filled again.

Although the number of people in Tianheng Digu was large, their morale was very low. Apart from Hachiman Rei and Akae Jihang, all the middle-level officers had died in battle.

Two of the three bodies, Demon Buddha and Buddha, have gone missing, and one has been captured, leaving the Desire Realm almost without a master.

Upon seeing Nüya arrive, Chi Hui Cihang wept with joy: "Nüya, the Demon Buddha, you're finally back! Hurry and save Demon Buddha Mida, he's been captured by Shang Yingluo and Buddha Sword Fenshuo."

“Mida has his own way of protecting himself, so there’s no need to panic. You’ve worked hard these past few days, so go and rest now.”

"Magic Buddha?"

"I need to consider the matter of Mi Da carefully."

"Yes, I am resigning."

After Chi Hui Cihang withdrew, Ji Wuxia pondered alone. Mida had been captured by the Buddhist village and was bound to suffer greatly. She felt a pang of pity for him.

However, rescuing him would inevitably lead to conflict with Shang Yingluo, as well as Fojian Fenshuo and Wuhuo Dumi, who had previously appeared in Tiandu.

She will no longer kill Buddhists.

If it is truly a conflict of beliefs, why can't they use their respective doctrines to persuade each other?

With the strength of Wu Jun and Tian Du, seizing the entire Bitter Realm would not be difficult, but during her time in Tian Du, Ji Wuxia did not hear anyone mention using force to bully others.

Even when Yan Du injured Liao Tian, ​​Wu Jun did not retaliate.

In Luo Hou, Ji Wuxia sensed true confidence, the kind of tolerance that a supreme expert possessed in the face of all things in the world.

Because he stood so high, his opponents appeared all the more insignificant.

Let's solve Yan Da's amnesia problem first. Among the three bodies, Yan Da is the strongest and the most irritable. If we can persuade Yan Da to abandon evil and do good, then Mida will have no choice but to comply.

Having made up her mind, Ji Wuxia activated the mutual connection between the three bodies. It was a pity that the Spirit Buddha Heart was in Yan Da's body, otherwise she could have directly summoned him back.

“Silent color is difficult to obtain; the mind seeks profit; the breath of the Bo Ye is released; the body is saddened by delusion.”

“Silent color is difficult to obtain; the mind seeks profit; the breath of the Bo Ye is released; the body is saddened by delusion.”

“Silent color is difficult to obtain; the mind seeks profit; the breath of the Bo Ye is released; the body is saddened by delusion.”

……

As the calls echoed, Yan Da, who was wandering aimlessly in the forest, stopped in his tracks and searched for the source of the sound.

Just then, a deafening roar resounded, and a gigantic beast swooped down from the sky, opening its blood-red maw and spewing out countless bolts of lightning.

"That monster is courting death!"

The troll god disrupted the familiar voice, and Yan Da was furious. He immediately leaped onto the monster's back and punched it.

This troll is the same one from Yandu. After Xigong Diaoying died, it became uncontrollable and wreaked havoc everywhere, injuring countless people.

When the giant demon god encountered the enraged Yan Da, it roared repeatedly as it was beaten up. It instantly soared into the clouds, but it couldn't shake off Yan Da on its back.

After several charges, the troll god calmed down and no longer offered any resistance.

"Hmph! You're smart enough to know your place. From now on, I'll be your master!"

The troll god nodded his enormous head.

“Silent color is difficult, the mind seeks profit, the breath of the Bo Ye is released, the body is saddened by confusion. Remember this, from now on this will be your command.”

The troll god flapped its fleshy wings and flew into the sky, heading towards the Heavenly Valley, where a similar voice could be heard.