Chapter 821 - 72: Contempt_2

The words hadn’t finished being spoken.

A mad laugh directly interrupted him.

On the ground.

Huai Yuan watched Chen Lusi not far away, with a twisted smile on his face, suddenly chanting madly: "...to perceive all five aggregates as empty, overcoming all hardships!!!"

And along with his mad chanting.

Zen Master Huizhao, who had tried to warn Chen Lusi with difficulty, suddenly froze... motionless.

Everyone suddenly froze, motionless.

Chen Lusi also suddenly stopped.

At the same time.

More intensive sounds of collapse continuously came.

As if in a moment, all the temples in the country had collapsed.

"Hahahahaha..."

Blood tears continuously flowed from Huai Yuan’s empty eye sockets, like springs, leaving dazzling marks on his face.

He started laughing madly again, full of twisted delight: "You all, go die..."

The words weren’t finished.

Suddenly a pause.

Because, not far away, Chen Lusi... moved again.

He suddenly stepped forward.

And as he took a step.

The mad twisted chanting suddenly halted.

At the same time.

As he stepped forward, centered around him, the previously withered and decaying wild grass suddenly regained life, and the dried up insects that had been drained of blood and flesh sprang back, slowly moving.

"..."

Huai Yuan, with blood tears continuously flowing, his arm started trembling again.

And afar, Chen Lusi took a second step.

Unknown wild fruits on the branches quickly regained vitality, bright red... like blood, sap began to flow back, turning bright red and translucent in an instant.

And the dried yellow faded leaves on the ground started swirling back to the tips of the branches, turning green again.

If.

Earlier Huai Yuan was causing all surrounding life to wither.

Then, at this moment, Chen Lusi walking forward, was causing everything to regain vitality.

Walking along the path.

Life sprang up along the way.

The mist dared not approach.

No chanting was heard.

Within the Ghostly Land, hope appeared.

"..."

Huai Yuan saw this scene, not only his arm, but his whole body began trembling.

Involuntarily, he raised his hand again.

However.

The Buddha behind him, without Buddha light, without lotus, without compassionate Buddha, remained silent.

He suddenly turned around, ’looking’ toward his back.

Then.

He found that the originally fierce, sharp-toothed Buddha, like a ghost... sometime before, a lotus appeared at its feet, though bloodstains remained on its face, it was full of compassion, solemn and majestic, looking down at him.

Bodhisattva with lowered brow.

Clatter—

A deeply humanized look of astonishment appeared on Huai Yuan’s face again.

Before he reacted.

Footsteps suddenly sounded.

He rigidly turned his head, Chen Lusi had already walked to his front, standing firm.

"How is this possible..."

Huai Yuan slowly lifted his head, hollow eye sockets ’looking’ at Chen Lusi, the mad look on his face vanished without a trace.

And the answer to him was the rustle of turning pages.

Chen Lusi raised his right hand, the heavy ’Book of Descriptions’ automatically opened.

The pages started turning constantly, the names at the top of each page began flashing by—’Name of Evil Charm’, ’Name of Evergreen’, ’Name of History’, ’Name of Folklore’, ’Name of the Human World’, ’Name of the Ancient’, ’Name of the Dragon and Tiger’...

As the pages kept flipping, a gentle breeze was stirred, lightly lifting Chen Lusi’s ponytail.

He looked down at the flipping pages, his expression calm.

Huai Yuan stared in astonishment at this scene.

Soon.

The ’Book of Descriptions’... reached the last page.

The sound of turning pages suddenly stopped.

And accompanied by the gently falling ponytail, Chen Lusi slowly lifted his head, gazing down at Huai Yuan, while raising another hand.

Snap—

Chen Lusi abruptly closed the ’Book of Descriptions’ that had reached the last page, as his left hand gently clenched, announcing plainly: "You do not belong here."

In the next second.

Swish—

Huai Yuan’s sight went black, realizing everything around him disappeared.

The hall, the Buddha statue, the black mist, even the zen masters.

Everything.

Disappeared.

All that surrounded him was deep darkness, boundless blackness.

Huai Yuan stood dumbfounded in place.

But soon, a hint of warmth suddenly appeared on his face, attracting his attention.

"""

He realized something, hesitated again, tremblingly... opened his eyes.

Then... slowly opened his mouth.

Sunshine.

The dazzling sunlight was shining on his face.

Jiming Temple.

Still Jiming Temple.

Without the terrifying black mist, the trees and wild grass were not withered, no grimacing Buddha statues, no distorted chanting sounds.

The sunset, carrying a hint of scorching heat, made the scenery of Jiming Temple even more vividly presented.

The glow spread across the sky.

And Chen Lusi was still quietly standing in front of him.

In the distance.

Zen Master Huizhao... all the Zen masters, including Si Yujie and others, opened their mouths, staring at the peaceful and tranquil Jiming Temple at this moment, dumbfounded.

The moment when Huai Yuan spoke just now.

Zen Master Huizhao really thought it was over.

His thoughts were still stuck in that moment of despair.

But.

The next second.

He saw the calm and serene Jiming Temple.

And he didn’t even know what had happened...

Almost instinctively.

Everyone looked at Chen Lusi... looked at Chen Lusi who was at the center.

Then.

They discovered that Huai Yuan had returned to normal as well.

The bloodstains on his face disappeared, the previously hollow sockets reappeared with eyeballs, staring... dumbfounded at Chen Lusi.

And Chen Lusi exchanged a glance with Huai Yuan on the ground, recalling his recent journey to the Yellow Springs, suddenly said, "Bodhisattva Guanyin, when practicing deeply in Prajnaparamita, perceives that the five skandhas are empty, thereby transcending all suffering and distress."

He calmly recited the scripture that Huai Yuan had just chanted, reciting it once more... in front of this monk.

After speaking.

He no longer paid attention to the astonished Huai Yuan, didn’t glance at him even once, and directly turned around to Si Yujie and Tang Language beside him.

The two women were also not in a good state, leaning on each other, looking at Chen Lusi in confusion and shock.

Chen Lusi smiled and then said, "Let’s go."

"Go... go?"

As if too shocked.

Or perhaps they didn’t know what had happened at all.

Si Yujie, who had always carried an air of maturity, spoke with some stuttering.

Chen Lusi nodded.

Seeing Chen Lusi nod.

Years of trust made the two move.

They instinctively followed behind Chen Lusi, turning to walk towards the exit of Jiming Temple.

The surrounding Zen masters still stood with their mouths open, watching Chen Lusi’s back in confusion and shock.

As Chen Lusi walked, he suddenly thought of something, paused for a moment, then turned around, surveyed the surrounding Zen masters with a calm expression and said, "If you still wish to leave, to go to your envisioned Holy Land to take refuge in the Buddha, you can; I agreed. But you cannot take away even a single domestic Ancient Object, nor take away any monk besides yourselves.

Also, you cannot take away your Authority Ability that originated domestically."

After speaking.

He turned again, went to Xia Panqiu and the little girl’s side, first smiled at Xia Panqiu, then reached out and rubbed the little girl’s head.

The little girl looked up, gazed at Chen Lusi, her big eyes blinking, full of shock.

Chen Lusi said nothing, just held her hand, leading her to walk outside.

"..."

"..."

Deathly silence.

All the enlightened monks watched Chen Lusi’s departing figure, a scene of deathly silence.

A pin drop could be heard.

Agreed.

Chen Lusi agreed.

However, no one felt happy.

Bang.

The next second.

Finally, someone reacted.

Zen Master Huizhao stared blankly at Chen Lusi’s back, plopping down to sit on the ground, murmuring with a trembling voice, "Book of Descriptions... it really is the Book of Descriptions... Book of Descriptions... appearing in human hands..."

Hearing his words.

The surrounding Zen masters slowly began to react, gradually widening their eyes.

But they didn’t have time to speak.

Crack—

The sound of breaking abruptly rise.

Everyone turned again, looked toward the direction of the sound... Huai Yuan.

Huai Yuan still sat on the ground.

He also heard the breaking sound, slowly lowered his head.

...That was the sound of the Stone in his heart breaking.

And along with the Stone shattering.

The Spirit from him began to quickly dissipate.

In an instant.

He became a... normal person.

Thoroughly a normal person.