This rain was truly heavy. The cold wind howled, and thunder and lightning intertwined, causing the entire Violet Firmament Ancient City to be covered in a curtain of rain.
"Boom!"
The sound of thunder was like the collapse of a mountain, causing the children watching the rain to shrink their necks. Then, a blinding white lightning pierced the sky like a heavenly saber splitting the world into two halves.
This was the power of the heavens. If one was struck by this lightning, then even an all-powerful cultivator elder would immediately turn into ashes.
And on this rainy night, an earth-shattering news spread across the entire Violet Firmament Ancient City. Countless grand clans and immortal sects gathered their experts and held an emergency meeting. Very quickly, a large number of cultivators rode their horses and rushed out of the main gate of the city towards a faraway place.
This was destined to not be a peaceful night. There was an unknown battle that destroyed a large part of the city. When the city guards rushed over, there was only a pool of blood left. The blood mixed with the rain, and in the end, it was completely washed away.
The matter of the Feng Clan hunting down the traitor did not end. All of the main gates of Violet Firmament Ancient City were blocked with experts guarding. Feng Feiyun couldn't escape even if he had wings.
"Rumble!" The thunder was still roaring.
The raindrops were as big as a person's thumb, and they slapped against the tiles of the thousand year old buddhist pagoda, creating "clatter clatter" sounds. The world was unable to calm down.
This time, Feng Feiyun entered the buddhist pagoda from the main gate. He felt that the layout of this place was similar to the layout of the Mortal Life Temple's pagoda, but there were also some differences. It carried a foreign flavor.
The mottled walls were full of cobwebs. Some places were soaked by the rain because of the leaking water, emitting a musty smell.
Following a winding wooden ladder, he walked step by step into the boundless darkness.
However, this time was different. The nine Heavenly Life Talismans in Feng Feiyun's hand began to emit a bright light and gently flew from his fingers. They were like nine spirit lamps flying in the sky, illuminating the path ahead.
With the illumination of these nine talismans, the formation patterns on the ground and in the air were clearly visible. Feng Feiyun was able to avoid the maze and walked step by step to the center of the pagoda.
The monastic robe was still coiled in the center of the pagoda. It was a greenish-grey monastic robe, old and ordinary. There was no spirituality on it, and even the material used was the most ordinary cotton.
The monastic robe was embroidered with a Red Spider Lily. There were small words on the edge of the flower. "The Red Spider Lily blooms for a thousand years and wilts for a thousand years. The flower and leaves will never meet again. Love is not karma, but fate determines life and death."
The Red Spider Lily's language was very sorrowful. When one saw this line of words, one could not help but feel a sense of sorrow.
That year, the abbot of the Mortal Life Temple, because he fell in love with a woman, he imprisoned himself in this dark buddhist pagoda. He spent all day chanting buddhist scriptures in order to calm his mind. He wanted to forget this person that was destined to never be with him.
However, no matter how profound his dharma was, he couldn't stop the devil in his heart. After finding out about the death of the woman, he still took off his monastic robe and raised his butcher's knife. He used the lives of more than one thousand monks in the Mortal Life Temple just to exchange for a sliver of life for the woman. In the end, he even refined himself.
This was the true meaning of the Red Spider Lily. When the leaves grew, the flower had not bloomed yet. Only when the leaves fell into the soil and turned into fertilizer, using their lives as the price to provide nutrients for the flower so that the flower would bloom.
At that time, the abbot of the Mortal Life Temple had a complicated and painful feeling. Ordinary people would not be able to understand it.
Feng Feiyun deeply sighed and gazed at the white bony hand. The hand had been cut off a long time ago, and the fingers seemed to be holding something.
"Who was able to cut off the hand of an expert like the abbot of the Mortal Life Temple? What was that thing in the hand?"
Feng Feiyun was puzzled. A person that could reverse the Heaven's Will was definitely at the top of the Godly Jin Dynasty. Who could cut off his hand?
"Yes, at that time, the abbot must have fallen into an extreme spiritual entanglement. His mind became unclear, so he had no choice but to cut off his own hand in order to wake himself up. Unfortunately, in the end, it was all for naught."
A woman that could cause a monk of the buddhist faith to be so infatuated, moved, and infatuated.
This woman was definitely one of the most amazing women in this world!
Feng Feiyun didn't wait any longer. He wanted to directly place the nine Heavenly Life Talismans on the monastic robe and then wear it to leave, but …
"Swoosh!"
The monastic robe that was sitting cross-legged on the ground suddenly stood up as if it had turned into a person. It turned around and faced Feng Feiyun.
Even though the monastic robe was empty and there was only a white bony hand in the sleeve, Feng Feiyun felt that it was a living creature. There seemed to be a person hiding inside the robe that was staring at him.
"Don't hurt her. I deserve to die, she deserves to live!"
An old and distant voice came from the monastic robe. This was not the voice of a ghost, but an undying will. It was the echo of a person's unforgettable memory.
Even though it was only a simple sentence, the emotions contained within would cause others to shed tears. This represented a monk of the buddhist faith from more than one thousand years ago, begging a junior one thousand years later.
These were the last words of a dead person, full of sorrow and shamelessness.
"I deserve to die, she deserves to live!"
Feng Feiyun's hand slightly trembled. Monk Jiu Rou asked him to find the Na Lan Monastic Robe and Buddhist Jade Beads in order to deal with this woman and prevent her from coming back to life. However, at this moment, this monastic robe was begging for mercy. This caused Feng Feiyun's originally firm heart to hesitate.
"Don't hurt her. I deserve to die, she deserves to live!"
These words kept on echoing in Feng Feiyun's ears. Perhaps it was because of these words that the monastic robe didn't fall down and persevered for more than one thousand years. Finally, Feng Feiyun came and gave him his last request.
A request separated by more than one thousand and eight hundred years!
What a difficult task this was!
Crash!
In the end, the monastic robe couldn't stand anymore and softly folded on the ground, stirring up a large amount of dust.
As for that white bony arm, it lost the last of its Essence Qi and fell to the ground, turning into a pile of bone dust. Among the bone dust, there was a dazzling green light that shot out.
It was a Buddhist Jade Bead the size of a longan fruit. It was completely dark green and had nine needle-sized holes on it. The light came from these nine holes.
Feng Feiyun put the Buddhist Jade Bead in his hand and felt an icy coldness from his palm all the way to his bone marrow. This coldness then spread to his brain, calming his mind and calming it down.
There was a faint Buddhist chant in his ears. It was as if countless monks were preaching to him. Feng Feiyun was sure that once he held this Buddhist Jade Bead in his hand and cultivated, he would never experience qi deviation.
"Such a powerful Buddhist Jade Bead. I don't know how many generations of monks of the Buddhist faith are inside. This is definitely a sacred object of the Buddhist faith."
"Recently, my cultivation has increased too fast, causing my foundation to be unstable and my Immortal Root to not condense. However, I only held it in my hand for a moment and the spirit energy in my body instantly returned to normal. Even my Immortal Root became purer and exuded vitality. It seems like I will break through again in a few days."
Feng Feiyun felt that the mysterious power of the Buddhist Jade Bead was not limited to this. He used two fingers to hold the bead and looked into the holes. He saw that the nine needle-sized holes were filled with multicolored lights. It was as if there was a boundless ocean inside. There were many Buddhist statues inside the multicolored lights with a faint golden glow.
The inside of the Buddhist Jade Bead seemed to be a world of its own. It was infinitely mysterious. Because Feng Feiyun's cultivation was too low, he could only see a corner of it before he was blocked by an invisible force.
"It is time to leave. I'm afraid Jing Huan Mountain has already been surrounded by the big powers. Countless experts are rushing over there."
Feng Feiyun placed the nine Mortal Life Cavern inside the Na Lan Buddhist Robe and put it on his body. He didn't feel anything strange. He only felt that this monastic robe was strangely light. Even his body seemed to have become lighter.
"Oh, why am I flying!"
Feng Feiyun felt his body being pushed by an invisible force towards the darkness. He crashed into a thin layer of softness. Suddenly, his body felt wet, and there were countless sounds of thunder in his ears.
"Poof!"
Feng Feiyun, once again, fell into the wide moat of Violet Firmament Ancient City. Just like last time, it was inexplicable. It was as if he had encountered a spirit technique that could shrink the earth into an inch and move a thousand miles within a foot.
Since he had left Violet Firmament Ancient City and escaped the encirclement of the experts of the Feng Clan, then he could be considered to have escaped to the heavens. From now on, the sky was high and the earth was wide. It would not be easy to trap him again.
When he crawled out from the moat, the sky was still pouring with heavy rain. The sky was still dark to the point where one couldn't see their five fingers.