In the Bodhi Yard, the group of eminent monks from the Arhat Hall were filled with the anger of the Vajra.
The faces of the eminent monks in the Bodhi Yard were also ugly. They looked at Guo Xiang, who was kneeling before the Buddha and praying for Zhang Sanfeng. Their eyes were filled with helplessness and hesitation.
"Benefactor Guo, you can also be considered a disciple of our Buddhist Sect. The Arhat has become what he is today. Both of us have come to a conclusion in our hearts that we can't let the Arhat continue like this!”
The head monk of Arhat Hall called out Amitabha. He stood behind Guo Xiang, seemingly ready to show the anger of a wise king if there was any disagreement.
The Zen Master in the Bodhi Yard turned a blind eye to his actions. All the eminent monks in Shaolin lowered their heads at this moment and said Amitabha. With the Arhat reduced to such a state, the Shaolin people could not help but feel a little resentful.
If it weren't for Guo Xiang, they didn't think their Arhat would have become like this. In this situation where everyone was pointing fingers at him, only Wu Se was still standing beside Guo Xiang. Just like a few years ago, Wu Se had brought her out of Xiangyang City from the midst of thousands of soldiers.
"I won't implicate him."
Guo Xiang didn't raise her head. She just knelt under the Buddha statue of the World Honored Buddha. Her voice was cold and decisive!
"Ever since I was 16, I only lived to avenge my parents. I'll leave a letter to explain everything to Zhang Junbao.”
"I will live in seclusion in the mountains and have no contact with him for the rest of my life. This is what I promised Master Jue Yuan, and the only thing I can do!”
Guo Xiang kowtowed to the Buddha statue. In the next moment, she tore off a piece of her clothes and bit her finger to bleed. Using her blood as a book, she wrote the most resolute words in the Bodhi Yard.
Since that day, Guo Xiang had disappeared from Shaolin Temple and the Jianghu. No one knew where she went, no one knew what she was thinking.
After that day, Wu Se also went into seclusion.
The three of them, who were once inseparable, had completely parted ways after that day.
A year later, Zhang Sanfeng finally walked out of the Bodhidharma Cave. However, when Zhang Sanfeng, who was only 46 years old, appeared on the Universal Golden Roll again, his face was already old.
After ten years of wandering, hair had long grown on his head. However, at this moment, his hair was completely white, and his eyebrows were also white.
With his appearance, no one would believe that he was a middle-aged man of forty-six years old. Perhaps it was a great destruction, or perhaps it was a great destruction. When Zhang Sanfeng walked out of the Dharma Cave, he had already become a martial arts grandmaster!
After leaving the Bodhidharma Cave, Zhang Sanfeng's first thought was to find Guo Xiang. However, when he saw the blood letter left behind by Guo Xiang, Zhang Sanfeng, who had already become a martial arts grandmaster, felt as if half of his spirit, energy, and spirit had been cut off.
His heart was dead?
Annihilation of All Thoughts?
No one knew how Zhang Sanfeng felt when he saw the blood letter left behind by Guo Xiang. The head of the Dharma Hall wanted to shave Zhang Sanfeng's hair again, but he said he would wait.
The head of the Arhat Hall wanted to shave Zhang Sanfeng's head, but he also said to wait.
From that day on, a sweeping monk appeared on the mountain road of Shaolin Temple. Everyone knew why he was sweeping the floor. He was waiting for someone who might never return!
Every day, he only swept away all the dust and fallen leaves on the mountain path. Patriarch Bodhidharma, who had not left the Bodhidharma Cave for a long time, came out to see Zhang Sanfeng once. When he saw Zhang Sanfeng sweeping away the dust every day, he first nodded and then shook his head.
His face showed some relief, and then he sighed. The heads of Bodhi Yard and Arhat Hall did not know what their ancestors meant, so they did not disturb Zhang Sanfeng.
Until one day, the sweeping monk on the mountain path of Shaolin Temple suddenly disappeared. When the heads of departments of Bodhi Yard and Arhat Hall looked at the path up the mountain that was piled up with fallen leaves, they looked at each other and saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
As long as they had a choice, they just wanted to let go of this Arhat…
"Let him be!"
"If he is fated, he will become the next Wayfarer of the Human World after me.”
"If we are not fated…"
"Then it's fate!"
Patriarch Bodhidharma had also appeared on the day Zhang Sanfeng disappeared. All the onlookers saw was the fallen leaves piled up on the mountain path. What he saw was that Zhang Sanfeng had used four years to sweep away the dust and distracting thoughts in his heart.
"Yes, sir!"
Although the heads of the Bodhi Yard and Arhat Hall were somewhat unwilling, they could only sigh when they heard their patriarch say this.
Just as Dharma had said, Zhang Sanfeng had used four years to sweep away the dust in his heart. He no longer searched for Guo Xiang like a madman. After leaving Shaolin Temple, he traveled between mountains and rivers every day.
He was always holding a book in his hand. It was either a Buddhist scripture, a Daoist scripture, or a Confucian classic. After a few decades, he was once again reading the classics of the three religions.
Zhang Sanfeng had learned a lot from everything he had read thirty years ago. Slowly, the charm of a withered tree reviving in spring on his body like Bodhidharma dissipated.
What replaced his body was a perfect harmony that belonged to him alone! That was the Pure Yang Limitless Art. He had used his original martial arts as the foundation and supplemented it with the classics of the three religions. He had developed a martial art that belonged solely to him.
He was in the imperial examination in the human world, and a seventy-year-old man was listed in the golden list. That day, he floated away from Mengyuan Imperial City, leaving behind only a legend in the human world.
He was meditating in the ruined temple, and there were wild foxes in the ruined temple listening to him explain the Buddhist scriptures, shaking their heads and accompanying him to sleep.
He offered incense to the monastery and occasionally passed by the monastery to listen to the old Taoist priest's lecture. Hearing the difference in opinions, Zhang Sanfeng also discussed the Dao with the old Taoist priest.
He was in the human world, but also transcended it. More and more legends about him were left behind in the Mengyuan Empire. The Mengyuan Empire wanted to confer him the title of True Human.
But Zhang Sanfeng himself didn't even know what he should be.
He came from Buddhism, and the Confucian classics were enough to be nominated on the Golden Roll. The Taoist classics were enough to discuss the scriptures with the Keeper. He wasn't conferred by Meng Yuan, so he continued to walk through the famous mountains and rivers, wandering among the prosperous cities in the human world.
Not a monk, not a Confucian, not a Taoist, but a white-haired old man with deep love
As the golden word appeared on the Universal Golden Roll again, Zhang Sanfeng walked to the foot of Mount Hua.
At that time, Mount Hua did not have the current Mount Hua Sect. Mount Hua was like a giant sword of mountain rocks standing in the human world. He had created a cloud ladder at the foot of Mount Hua and reached the peak of Mount Hua in nine steps!
And at the peak of Mount Hua, he met another person!
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