amaotonovel Chapter 107 Western Region Saintess VS Ascetic Buddhist Disciple (37)
Chapter 107 Western Region Saintess VS Ascetic Buddhist Disciple (37)
Seeing this scene, Master Xuyun probably cured Sister Sang.
Qiaoqiao saw something she shouldn't have seen and quickly made her escape.
Sangyu, still asleep, unconsciously sucked on the food, which deepened the color in Master Xuyun's eyes.
Long, slender fingers gently brushed across Sang Yu's cheek.
He was extremely possessive, so he cast a spell on Sang Yu to separate her from danger. On the surface, it was to protect Sang Yu and keep danger away from her.
In reality, it was Master Xuyun's possessiveness that caused his inability to tolerate others getting close to Sangyu.
Sang Yu's lips were kissed until they became moist and glossy.
"wait for me."
Master Xuyun sighed softly. He had to leave quickly and return quickly. He couldn't guess Sangyu's thoughts and was afraid that she would run off with someone else.
Sang Yu was in the recovery period and was extremely sleepy, sleeping very soundly.
Master Xuyun reluctantly closed the door. When he returned to the hall, Shen Lanqing and the other two had already returned.
You stole my future wife away!
Shen Lanqing immediately jumped out, his tone quite provocative. He still wanted to salvage the situation, or rather, he wanted to see Master Xuyun suffer a setback.
Master Xuyun remained silent, but he readily admitted to the crime of abducting.
He doesn't acknowledge Shen Lanqing as his future wife.
"Xu Yun, how is Miss Sang's health?"
Chu Weimo didn't bother with Shen Lanqing; he was constantly worried about Sang Yu's health.
That day, he saw Master Xuyun in such a distraught state for the first time, and he figured it must be because Sangyu had fallen ill.
"Better."
Xu Yun remained as sparing with his words as ever.
The meaning behind these three words is self-evident.
Sang Yu is feeling better. How did she get better? It must have been because Xu Yun treated her personally.
It's something even a child could guess.
Shen Lanqing sat down. It would be a lie to say he wasn't disappointed, but he also understood why Sang Yu had chosen him.
Because Sang Yu believed that he didn't like her.
Sang Yu didn't want to be treated by the three of them, so she chose the one who disliked her the most.
Apart from Xu Yun, who was blinded by his own involvement, the other three people clearly saw the underlying reasons for Sang Yu's choice.
From beginning to end, Xuyun was Sangyu's only choice.
Sigh, even if I can't have him, I still have to annoy Xu Yun.
Otherwise, how could they comfort the wounded hearts of the three of them? So Shen Lanqing and the other two tacitly agreed that none of them would point it out.
Let Xuyun suffer the torment and agony of love.
I plan to leave for a few days.
"Are you going to be punished?"
Wu Shiyun thought to himself that since the three of them were all here, given Xu Yun's personality, he wouldn't have left on his own initiative at this time.
Upon seeing Xu Yun's appearance, Wu Shiyun knew that he had not yet reached a mutual understanding with Sang Yu.
It seems that Xu Yun is leaving to be punished at Luhua Temple.
"Ah."
Master Xuyun made up his mind to handle everything properly before returning to see Sangyu.
"Treat her well when you come back." Chu Weimo couldn't hide his disappointment. More than possessing her, he hoped Sang Yu would be happy.
Moreover, Sangyu never chose herself from beginning to end.
"Ah."
Master Xuyun immediately set off for Luhua Temple, feeling uneasy. He could not eat or sleep until this matter was resolved.
Master Xuyun knew clearly that he had fallen in love, that his feelings were deeply rooted, and that there was no turning back.
What prevented him from turning back was not the past, nor the strict rules, but his uncontrollable emotions.
Luhua Temple was the temple where Master Xuyun and several of his uncles lived.
Xu Yun returned to the temple with the scripture given to him by Sang Yu, and was warmly welcomed by everyone at Luhua Temple.
In the hearts of everyone at Luhua Temple, Master Xuyun is a god-like figure, untouched by worldly affairs, compassionate to all beings, and radiant with Buddhist light.
He is the only one who can become the next abbot.
"Master."
Master Xuyun followed Master Chengtong into the house, and as soon as he entered, he knelt on the ground.
Master Chengtong seemed to already know what had happened. He stood next to Master Xuyun and put his hand on Master Xuyun's shoulder.
"What is supposed to come will come."
Master Chengtong sighed softly, knowing that Xuyun was destined to face such a tribulation in his life.
"Master."
Master Xuyun looked up at Master Chengtong, and upon seeing Master Chengtong, he immediately sensed something was wrong.
He vaguely sensed that his beloved disciple had something even bigger waiting for him, something he hadn't yet revealed.
"I've fallen in love."
These four simple words left Master Chengtong speechless. These four words were far more terrifying than breaking the precept against lust.
If one breaks the precept against lust and does not repeat it, the punishment is twenty lashes.
Being moved by emotions means that one's heart returns to the secular world, and from then on, one has no connection with Buddhism.
Master Chengtong hadn't expected that Xuyun would be tempted by worldly desires during this trip. Indeed, Xuyun was young and vigorous; it was perfectly normal for him to be tempted by worldly desires.
"Decided?"
Master Chengtong knew Xuyun's temperament. Xuyun was precocious from a young age and possessed insights beyond ordinary people. He was calm, composed, and self-controlled.
These words must have been spoken after careful consideration.
"Yes, Master."
"Your disciple has failed to live up to your teachings over the years."
Master Xuyun dared not look at Master Chengtong. He kowtowed several times, feeling ashamed before Master Chengtong.
The pure and innocent young man, untouched by worldly affairs, ultimately bowed his head and bent his back for love.
Master Chengtong slowly turned the prayer beads in his hand, his eyes tightly closed. How could he not be heartbroken?
His only beloved disciple had developed worldly desires and was about to leave his master's school.
Sudden farewells are always so heartbreaking.
Master Chengtong was not a true Buddha after all, and could not escape the suffering of the seven emotions and six desires, which made him feel extremely bitter.
"He was given ninety-nine lashes and expelled from Luhua Temple."
Master Chengtong spoke softly, not wanting to make things difficult for Xuyun, knowing that his beloved disciple was also suffering greatly at this moment.
He was willing to let Xu Yun go.
Let him go without hesitation.
"Thank you, Master."
Master Xuyun spread his palms upwards and kowtowed heavily on the ground.
Outside the main hall of Luhua Temple, Master Xuyun stood in the center of the execution platform, waiting to receive his punishment.
The people of Luhua Temple were puzzled, wondering what crime Master Xuyun had committed. He was a great contributor to bringing back the supreme Buddhist scriptures, so why was he being punished as soon as he returned?
The monk carrying out the punishment stood beside Master Xuyun and called out.
“Master Xuyun requested to leave Luhua Temple and was given ninety-nine lashes with the disciplinary cane.”
Upon hearing this, the entire hall fell silent. They looked at Master Xuyun in disbelief, unable to believe that Master Xuyun would actually leave Luhua Temple after his return.
He is the strongest person in Luhua Temple in this era, and the future abbot is a sure thing.
"Execution."
Master Chengtong stood on the high platform and announced it expressionlessly.
The discipline whip moved like a dragon, swiftly striking Master Xuyun's body and leaving a deep bloodstain on his moon-white robe.
Ninety-nine lashes of the discipline whip could kill a person.
One lash after another fell from the disciplinary whip, but Master Xuyun stood upright, neither dodging nor flinching, letting the whip strike his body.
Bloodstains appeared one after another on the moon-white robe. Master Xuyun's face was cold and aloof, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and cold sweat seeped from his forehead.
Can not give up……