Under One Person: My Inner Realm Connects to All Worlds!

Chapter 55 A Buddha's Heart and Words
As the saying goes, one's environment shapes one's temperament, and one's upbringing shapes one's physique. After half a month of killing, Han Yun's temperament changed from being aloof to becoming increasingly fierce.

It was because he had witnessed too many tragic events that he became increasingly ruthless, and a murderous intent inexplicably developed within him.

Such killing intent and imposing presence cannot be cultivated in the world of Under One Person.

One day, Han Yun followed the trail of the fleeing Japanese pirates to a secluded coastline, where five surviving pirates were frantically rowing a small boat and escaping into the deep sea.

"Can they escape?"

Han Yun sneered and was about to pursue them across the water when he suddenly felt a powerful aura approaching from behind.

"Amitabha."

A Buddhist chant, like the sound of a morning bell and evening drum, resounded in Han Yun's ears. He turned around abruptly and saw an old monk wearing a crimson robe standing on a rock several feet away.

A young monk followed behind him.

The old monk had a thin face, but his eyes were bright and piercing. He held a string of shiny black Buddhist beads and was looking at him with a smile.

“Your murderous intent is too strong, which is truly against the natural order.”

The old monk clasped his hands together, closed his eyes, and said with compassion, “I am Hongye, the abbot of the Southern Shaolin Temple in Putian. As the Buddha said, ‘Put down the butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot.’ I really cannot bear to see such a talented and beautiful person as you fall into the demonic path. I would like to ask you to come back to the Southern Shaolin Temple with me to cultivate in peace.”

Master Hongye?!

Han Yun hadn't been idle these past few days. Besides hunting down Japanese pirates, he had also figured out the general situation of this world.

Although the Huashan Sect on Mount Hua in the west is thriving, it has already developed a distinction between sword and qi, while the other four sects occupy the four mountains respectively.

More than 30 years ago, several masters and elders of the Sun Moon Sect launched a night raid on Wudang Mountain and stole the Zhenwu Sword, once used by Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of the Wudang School, along with the Taijiquan Classic, a treasure of the Wudang School handwritten by Zhang Sanfeng. As a result, the Wudang School gradually declined.

Based on this, this place must be several decades before the era of The Smiling, Proud Wanderer, which explains why it only has the name "The Great Ming Dynasty Martial Arts World".

Han Yun frowned: "Master, do you know what these Japanese pirates have done? They burned, killed, looted, and tortured the people of the Ming Dynasty, sparing not even the elderly, weak, women, and children."

Zen Master Hongye sighed, "Cause and effect are cyclical, and retribution is inevitable. You have already killed thousands, even tens of thousands, of Japanese pirates. Why exterminate them all?"

"Old monk, do you have a past relationship with these Japanese pirates?" Han Yun asked calmly.

Zen Master Hongye remained calm: "No, it's just that all beings are equal, and Japanese pirates are also lives. The Buddha is compassionate and wishes to deliver all from suffering."

"If you haven't, why are you stopping me?"

"I remember that Buddhism also has wrathful Vajras. Or is it that your Buddha teaches you to watch your own country be trampled on?" Han Yun narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing the other party.

"Ah~"

Zen Master Hongye shook his head, sighed deeply, and said, "Benefactor, you should come back to the Southern Shaolin Temple with me. Focus your mind on Buddhism and you will find peace in your heart."

"hehe!"

Han Yun sneered and directly mocked, "Old bald monk, you hide in the temple and enjoy a moment of peace, but do you know the suffering of the people outside the temple?"

"Amitabha!"

Master Hongye finally couldn't help but show a look of shame, but still said, "Benefactor, there's no need to say more. Come back to the temple with me, and I will ensure your safety."

Looking at Zen Master Hongye's attitude, Han Yun couldn't help but think of something.

"Bald monk, I'm afraid you didn't want to come here today, did you?"

Zen Master Hongye's expression softened slightly, and he sighed helplessly, "Since you guessed it, you should know that this old monk meant well."

Han Yun scoffed at this. He already knew that these Japanese pirates had deep connections with local powerful merchants and officials, and might even be their puppets.

Now that he has killed so many Japanese pirates, these people are naturally restless, so they have to find a way to kill him.

So, who should we contact?
Putian Southern Shaolin Temple is known for its thriving incense offerings. Many of the temple's properties were donated by wealthy and powerful merchants, forming a community of shared interests. It's like the Southern Shaolin Temple has the fist, while the wealthy and powerful merchants have the money.

A fist needs a wallet to maintain it, and a wallet needs a fist to protect it.

It's even possible that the Putian Southern Shaolin Temple had some connection with imperial officials.

Otherwise, how could the "Sunflower Manual" have been so easily seen by Yue Su and Cai Zifeng, the founders of the Huashan Sect, and even evolved into the later sword-qi conflict?

But the Sunflower Manual is a martial arts technique practiced by eunuchs, so where did this technique come from?

It's the imperial court, of course!
Officials, merchants, and monks colluded together, allowing the Japanese pirates to run rampant, and it was only the common people who suffered.

"kindness……"

Han Yun said calmly, but his tone suddenly changed, and he immediately cursed, "To hell with your good intentions! You're all talk and no action, but all you're good for is scheming and despicable."

"Are you even fit to be a monk?"

"Tell me, what is Buddha?"

"The Buddha renounced worldly riches and honors, and after attaining enlightenment, he insisted on begging for alms. He often meditated and attained enlightenment in the forest and under the trees. He established various precepts to keep his disciples away from the three poisons of greed, anger, and ignorance. When the Buddha was alive, he did not erect Buddha statues or sculpt golden bodies. This is the Dharma that the Buddha promoted."

"But what about you Buddhist disciples now? You hide in temples, enjoying peace and tranquility, while eating the blood and sweat of the people, which are plundered by wealthy merchants and powerful figures through the hands of Japanese pirates. How is this any different from eating the flesh and blood of the common people?"

"Turning a deaf ear, not seeing the killing, not hearing the killing, and not suspecting that it was killed by me—that's the three kinds of pure meat, right?"

"Even though the outside world is engulfed in flames and people are crying out in agony, he refuses to open his eyes to look at it. He only says that he is suffering this calamity in this life to atone for the sins he committed in his previous life."

"You are truly a compassionate Buddha!"

Han Yun's words were like knives, piercing straight into Zen Master Hongye's heart. The old monk's face turned from red to white, and the prayer beads in his hand were squeezed so tightly that they made a cracking sound.

The young monk couldn't help but shout, "How dare you be so disrespectful to the abbot!"

"Insolence?" Han Yun sneered. "Today, I will not only be insolent, but I will also act on behalf of Heaven!"

Having said that, he flashed across the sea and chased after the five fleeing Japanese pirates.

Seeing this, Zen Master Hongye finally stopped hiding his intentions and shouted, "Since you are so stubborn, I have no choice but to take action!"

With a flick of his sleeve, several Buddhist beads shot out, carrying a sharp gust of wind as they aimed straight for Han Yun's back. Without turning his head, Han Yun swung his hand back, and an invisible wall of energy shattered all the Buddhist beads.

Han Yun laughed loudly, and his figure was already above the small boat.

The five Japanese pirates were terrified and started wildly slashing with their swords.

Han Yun slammed his palm down, and the sea exploded with a deafening roar. The small boat shattered instantly, and the five Japanese pirates were killed on the spot by the bone-piercing force that ruptured their internal organs.

Zen Master Hongye said in a deep voice, "Your murderous intent is too strong, and you have already fallen into demonic possession. Today, I must rid the world of this scourge!"

"magic?"

Han Yun said jokingly, "I'd like to ask you, where were you when I, this demon, relieved the suffering of all living beings?"

(End of this chapter)