Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

There is only one staircase leading down from the Lingtai.

At this moment, countless people rushed towards the bell. Shen Jin, still unconscious, jumped down from the stairs.

The wind crackled, the bells rang, and the robes fluttered, turning into a flying bird.

Shen Jin didn't look back.

But Fangcun stared at the crowd, lost in thought. The auras of those climbing the stairs converged, condensing into a long sword, pointed at the bell. He had rarely seen mortals possess such a powerful fighting spirit.

But that's normal, isn't it?

He suppressed his beating heart and spoke slowly: "The bell rang."

"Once it rings once, it will ring a second time. As long as they are willing..."

Shen Jin smiled and said, "It seems that there is a lot of noise in Fanyin City. I wonder if ringing the bell in the middle of the night will violate your Buddhist laws."

Fang Cun put his hands together and said, "Amitabha."

Just when Shen Jin thought that the Buddhist disciple was going to defend his sect, he heard him say: "All conditioned phenomena are like dreams, illusions, bubbles, and shadows. Like dew and lightning, they should be viewed in this way."

"If it's an illusion, what's the point of ringing the bell at night?"

Shen Jin smiled with her eyebrows curved, and even her dark eyes were filled with ripples.

The ground beneath their feet was bluestone. Long ago, it was once drowned in a sea of blood. The descendants of Fanyin City tread the path their ancestors had taken. Only this time, they could actually ring the bell.

"Dang...dang..."

Shen Jin looked at Fang Cun: "The bell has rung again."

"Same as you knocked."

Fang Cun moved his ears, but still heard nothing. He could only hear the voice transmitted by Shen Jin's spiritual sense.

If one day Shen Jin leaves, he will really no longer be able to hear any sound.

But at this moment, he said, "That's wonderful. That bell sounds very loud, isn't it?"

……

Following the same path they came from, the two of them became the only ones going the other way.

"Many of them come from outside the city, are exhausted from all the travels, and are different from other city residents."

Shen Jin looked at a man whose thigh was still bleeding. It was a wound from thorns, and the thorns were only outside the city. Another man was carrying a wild deer, and judging by its appearance, it looked no different from a wild man. Self-taught, he embarked on the path of martial arts.

Their movements were perfectly coordinated. They were half-dazed as they entered the city, their eyes welling with tears as they confirmed the presence of the bells. They rushed to the spiritual platform with all their might, forgetting to rest or set down their prey.

It's quite interesting.

Fang Cun was inevitably bored after losing her hearing. Shen Jin started talking to herself, just like she wanted to go with Fang Cun in the beginning.

"You once said that there is no place to live outside the five great cities. But now, if I ask you again, Fangcun, do you have an answer?"

Fang Cun naturally saw the running citizens. Their skin was darker and they had more scars than ordinary people. But their eyes were determined and full of vitality.

“Those who stay in the city live an ordinary and happy life; those who escape from the city face a life of near death.”

“But the sky is high and the earth is vast.”

“So, the vastness of heaven and earth can accommodate everything.”

Fang Cun was still surrounded by Shen Jin's aura, floating in the air. He was now sitting cross-legged, with standard movements as if he was in a temple hall, facing the golden body of the Bodhisattva.

"Shen Jin, I would like to ask you a question."

"You said."

"Did they catch a glimpse of the Three Thousand Great Avenues?"

Shen Jin was a little surprised: "Didn't you say there was only Buddhism?"

He clasped his hands together and said, "I have also seen a phrase in a book: All things return to their origin, and there are three thousand great ways."

Shen Jin smiled and said, "Of course. This path was created by people."

She said meaningfully: "Even if it is cut off and forgotten. As long as there is a person, we can finally embark on the path."

Fang Cun smiled. His amber eyes were filled with sunlight. "That's good, that's good..."

He looked like he could arrange his funeral arrangements and pass away peacefully. Shen Jin was unhappy seeing this.

"Fang Cun, have you ever thought about where you fit in this world?"

Shen Jin had stopped at some point and stood before the Buddha's light barrier of Brahma Sound City. She raised her hand and tapped the barrier lightly with her fingertips.

The mysterious golden light flowed within the light shield, as if it was trembling.

"Shen Jin."

Fang Cun dissipated her spiritual energy, and a golden lotus swayed and appeared at the intersection of her fingers and the barrier.

Shen Jin only gave it a slight twist, and the golden lotus shattered. Even at his peak, Fang Cun still had the ability to stop her, but now he...

The golden lotus is pinched like a paper flower and will break if you poke it. Do you still dare to stop me?

Fang Cun asked, "Are you worried about me?"

Shen Jin lowered her eyes and pieced the broken golden lotus back together.

"Thank you."

He smiled brightly, even with a hint of satisfaction: "I won't die so easily."

"I haven't been back there yet."

Shen Jin stuffed the repaired golden lotus back into his palm, turned around and left without saying a word.

It's just as well that he died, she still has to bury his body.

……

Ten thousand Buddhist sects.

Golden Lotus Buddhist Hall.

The three eyes looked at the three awakenings.

"Brother Sanjue, Brahma Sound City has been reclaimed. My three junior brothers have been practicing in seclusion, and I believe they have gained a lot."

Sanjue opened his eyes. He was the leader of the Buddhist sect, and even in meditation he exuded a certain authority. "It's just you and me here. Sanmu, where do you think the Buddha's disciples will go next?"

"Amitabha."

Sanmu closed his eyes in pain, his gray beard drooping onto the cushion.

Sanjue said, "Among the five of us brothers, you are the only one who treats him as a disciple. Sanmu, I warned you not to let your emotions get the better of you."

……

Sanmu often thought of the time before Fangshi became a Buddhist. Little children would spend their days climbing trees and touching birds, and even dust and ants would be their companions.

He loves all kinds of delicious food, beautiful scenery, beautiful people and beautiful things, and chanting scriptures is what he hates the most.

He also has his own twisted logic.

That day, the child found him and pointed to the scriptures and asked, "What is falsehood?"

Sanmu was about to quote from the classics when he heard the child close the book and say, "What I think is empty; what goes against Heaven is always delusion."

"I do not wish to study the scriptures, and there is no reason in the world that would oblige me to study Buddhism. Three-eyed Saint Monk, the Buddhist sect is good, but I do not wish to be here."

"I often feel like I don't belong here. It's so high up and cold and lonely, it's not the place for me."

……

The Buddhist sect would not let him leave. Where could a child who was not as tall as his waist run to?

After Fang Shi became a Buddhist, the situation improved and he never said such rebellious words again, or said he wanted to leave Buddhism.

He was destined to be a disciple of Buddha. Once he entered the path, his practice progressed by leaps and bounds. In just twenty years, he had already reached the threshold of Bodhi. Meanwhile, he, after a hundred years of practice, had only barely reached Bodhi.

The other three junior brothers were jealous and often said, "But we have the right time and place, and one day we will get it back."

But he was more delighted and often had the illusion that he had really raised a disciple.

Until, he heard a Buddhist disciple come to him and ask: "Master, the book says that the universe and all things are of the same origin, but why is it that only my Buddhist sect has a way of cultivation?"

"Be bold!"

He beat his beloved disciple to his knees and punished him to go to the Cliff of Repentance for nine months.

What happened after being punished?

He forgot.