novelraw Chapter 1940 1941: If I Can't Lead Myself to Enlightenment, I'll Lead You to Darkness
Chapter 1940 1941: If I Can't Lead Myself to Enlightenment, I'll Lead You to Darkness
Amitabha!
A phrase often spoken by monks, usually quite ordinary when uttered. However, this voice carried a peaceful aura, making those who heard it feel as if bathed in a spring breeze, and seemed to cleanse one's soul, causing Ye Xunhuan's heart to tremble!
"Who!"
The next moment, a monk dressed in a grey robe, with prayer beads hanging around his neck and holding prayer beads in his hand, with snow-white eyebrows and a ruddy complexion, slowly floated down from the nearby rooftop.
From the monk's white eyebrows, it was clear that he was of an ancient age, yet his rosy face made him look like he was in his forties or fifties, presenting a picture of otherworldly grace!
"Sir, the murderous aura on you is too heavy!" The monk clasped his hands together and said to Ye Xunhuan, "Eyes as dark as ink, murderous intent as cold as ice, unthinkable hell!"
"Sir, lay down the butcher's knife and become enlightened!"
Upon seeing the monk, Yan Qingjun and Lin Zhetian's expressions shifted. Although they did not know the monk, his ability to appear without Ye Xunhuan noticing suggested he was extraordinary, likely matching Ye Xunhuan in skill.
Moreover, the monk's first words were to deter Ye Xunhuan from further killing, implying he was the savior for Yan Qingjun and Lin Zhetian; how could they not be excited!
"You wish to guide me?" Ye Xunhuan asked lightly.
"Sir, a single thought creates Buddha, a single thought creates devil, lay down the butcher's knife, become enlightened!" The monk solemnly yet kindly addressed Ye Xunhuan.
"What is devil, what is Buddha?"
"Buddha, good; Devil, evil!" The monk simply stated four words that were filled with Zen wisdom!
Ye Xunhuan sneered, "Without being a devil, how would Buddha know devil's evil?"
"Sir, throughout history, devils are those who stir storms, slaughtering all life!" The monk softly spoke, "You have not yet become a devil, there is still time to turn back!"
"Monk, today you won't guide me!" Ye Xunhuan dismissively replied, not wanting to engage in philosophical discussions or hear about Buddhist Law. "Today, I must kill them both!"
"Sir..."
"Monk, you cannot guide me, return from whence you came!" Ye Xunhuan interrupted the monk, "If you insist on guiding me, then try it!"
"But if you cannot guide me to become Buddha, I will guide you to become a devil!"
"Amen, amen!" The monk clasped his hands together, reciting a sacred phrase with a solemn demeanor, "Sir, you are a marshal; I know this!"
"You know well how many you have slain, surely you must consider, excessive killing leads to karmic cycles!"
Ye Xunhuan snorted coldly, "Monk, I have said, today you will not guide me, and if you forcibly try, then I will make you a devil!"
"Sir, you are the son of Qin Fenghuang; Qin Fenghuang was a blessed daughter of the heavens. With such actions, have you considered her peace in the afterlife?"
"Monk, do not use my mother to press me, if she were here, she would definitely not stop me!" Ye Xunhuan firmly declared.
"Sir, you only think it's so!"
"You are not my mother; how would you know her thoughts?"
The monk was momentarily rendered speechless!
"Monk, leave now; their lives, I will take!"
"Sir, once you lay down all grudges, you will find this world beautiful. Why be entangled by obstinacy? Let go!"
"Let go?" Ye Xunhuan snorted coldly, "Ask them if they can let go?"
"And ever since my return, have I ever provoked anyone? Every time, they provoked me, I had no choice but to retaliate!" Ye Xunhuan said coldly, "I do not wish to take up the butcher's knife, yet the world forces me to!"
Ye Xunhuan spoke truthfully, from the start, he only wished to live a carefree life, not seeking trouble or rivalry.
Yet some people, ignorant of death, continually pressed him, forcing Ye Xunhuan to fight back!
"Amitabha!" The monk softly recited and spoke again, "Sir, it is now over, you have killed many; that butcher's knife should be laid down!"
"Moreover, all the karma is simply due to the Taiji Seal in your hand!" The monk softly said, "Why not destroy the Taiji Seal, or place it before my Buddha?"
Upon hearing this, Ye Xunhuan burst into laughter.
"Monk, talking all this while, you are also targeting my Taiji Seal!" Ye Xunhuan mocked, "No wonder people say, Buddha hides during chaotic times, emerges during peace!"
"Sir, I am merely addressing the matter at hand," the monk said matter-of-factly. "Without the Taiji Seal, would you have such tangled grudges?"
"Monk, I quite admire you!" Ye Xunhuan remarked lightly, "Even robbery sounds so dignified from you, what a shame you haven't entered politics!"
"Sir..."
"Monk, the Taiji Seal is with me. If you want it, come take it. As for those two, I shall kill them; if gods stop me, I kill gods; if Buddha stops me, I vanquish Buddha!" Ye Xunhuan's face turned stern, as a murderous intent made of endless blood and bones erupted from him.
Instantly, the surroundings were completely shrouded in an ominous and murderous aura, growing thicker and giving the sensation of being surrounded by a sea of blood and bones, chilling and terrifying!
"Sir, if you insist on committing further sins, I have no choice but to intervene!" the monk replied calmly.
"How righteous!" Ye Xunhuan sneered, "Monk, I give you one last chance, leave!"
"Otherwise, I will take your life!"
"All men are destined to die, be it heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather!" the monk eloquently spoke. "My Buddha preaches that saving a life is more virtuous than constructing a pagoda of seven stories, also advocating universal salvation; you, I must guide; the lives, I must save!"
"Then see if you have the ability!"
Saying this, Ye Xunhuan brandished his Longsword and charged toward Yan Qingjun and Lin Zhetian.
Seeing this, the monk quickly murmured again, amen, amen, and his figure flickered, instantly appearing before Yan Qingjun and Lin Zhetian, while his prayer beads spun around, entangling Ye Xunhuan's sword strike.
"Sir, the sea of bitterness has no bounds, turn back and find shore!"
"Retreating brings more bitterness!" Ye Xunhuan growled, his sword twisting to dislodge the monk's beads, though not breaking them!
"Sir..."
"Enough chatter, your words are useless, today I will kill!"