Chapter 329: The Lotus is New, the Snow Buries the Old
Under normal circumstances, it is difficult for a person to change the tone of his or her voice because it is a natural behavior.
Only those whose character has changed drastically will show a side of themselves that is completely different from their original self.
The voice and tone of the Qing Xingdeng before me were like the melted snow flowing slowly down from the top of a mountain, icy and clear.
In the past, Qing Xingdeng spoke in a carefree manner, and sometimes even sounded a little coquettish and naive.
Pinggong Qianye did not speak. The Snow Girl beside him said with a trembling voice: "You have changed."
"As time goes by, things and people have changed. It is impossible for me to stay in the past."
"Is this you, the real you?"
"Every me is the real me."
"Do you have all your past memories?"
"I remember it all."
"Do you think you are fine the way you are now?"
“I don’t think I need to change anything.”
Facing the Snow Girl's sincere questions, Qingxuande always maintained an attitude that was neither close nor distant.
"Who are you in this life?"
When the Snow Girl fell silent, Hiramiya Chiya asked her own question.
"People have thousands of faces, Buddha has thousands of appearances. Who am I and who am I? These questions are not important."
Qingxuandeng looked at Xuenv deliberately and said, "I hope you won't be too obsessed with this. Ignorant obsession is ultimately unacceptable."
"..."
The Snow Girl's eyes showed a hint of mockery. She exhaled lightly, waved her hand and said, "You really shouldn't be obsessed. You don't need to be obsessed with the wind and snow here. Go down the mountain. The world is the best place for you to train yourself."
Qing Xingdeng didn't say anything. She might have wanted to say something, but in the end she just chose to remain silent.
"The lotus is new and new, the wind and snow bury the old one."
The Snow Girl moaned softly, and the snowflakes around her gathered together. Her figure slowly disappeared into the distance along with the snowflakes.
The white snow fell slowly, covering the surface of the lake and freezing the center of the lake.
"I would like to visit your temple for a few days. Is it convenient?"
"The door of Buddhism is always open to those who are predestined."
"Thank you, Master."
Qing Xingdeng nodded slightly and looked into the distance at the lakeside and the mountains in the distance.
"Now that I'm back, no amount of spying will be of any use."
Qingxuande murmured softly, and a lamp of Hyakumonogatari appeared in his hand.
This lamp has a long handle with an arc at the head. Hanging below is a four-sided green lantern with white tassels hanging down.
The light bloomed faintly, covering every part of her body.
Her breath disappeared in an instant, and if you close your eyes, you can no longer sense any breath related to her.
Her existence can only be seen with the naked eye.
Pinggong Qianye keenly noticed that there was a faint, almost transparent light floating on the surface of the Qingxing Lantern.
The dim light distorted the surrounding space and blocked the aura emanating from the green lantern inside, making it difficult to be detected.
This is a very clever way to conceal your scent.
"I have made an agreement with the Master to open the gate to the underworld. This agreement still stands, but the time of opening the gate will be determined by me. Is that ok?"
"It's not urgent yet."
Having seen the gate to the underworld tonight and knowing what kind of horror might be hidden behind the gate, Pinggong Qianye is no longer in a hurry to open the gate to the underworld.
At least, we have to wait until he finishes building the pagoda before trying again.
On the other side of the lake, Akechi Mitsuhide and others watched Chiya Hiramiya and Aoandon walking on the ice.
The fat and thin monks and Zen Master Zhishan were trembling slightly and seemed extremely excited.
When Pinggong Qianye and Qing Xingdeng walked across the ice and came up to them, the three of them bowed in greeting.
The fat and thin monks bowed before Qingxingdeng, and the Zen Master Zhishan bowed before Pinggong Qianye. The former was to welcome, and the latter was to confess.
"When the Buddha's daughter was born, we were willing to serve her and be at her disposal."
"Need not."
Qing Xingdeng rejected the request of the fat and thin monks, but did not reject the title of Buddhist girl.
This made Pinggong Qianye feel that Qingxuande had really changed a lot.
Perhaps she now is neither the original Qingxuandeng nor the Qingxuandeng he knows, but a brand new Qingxuandeng that has never appeared before.
"Master Liansheng, I regret it!"
"I really shouldn't have used my divine eyes to spy on the Buddha girl's affairs, causing such a big disturbance..."
Pinggong Qianye's thoughts were soon interrupted by Zen Master Zhishan's tearful confession.
He could only patiently comfort the old monk and stay a little further away from him to prevent the old monk from splashing his snot and tears on him.
After finally persuading Zen Master Zhishan to stop repenting, most of the people around him had already left.
The Onmyoji and the priests all left, and only the demon master stayed.
"Congratulations to the Buddha girl for her birth tonight. We feel very blessed to be able to witness this scene."
The demon who was in charge of this operation came over with a smile on his face and a humble attitude.
He was in his early 50s, with a tuft of white hair on each temple. He was wearing a black suit and looked as energetic as a young man.
Qing Xingdeng didn't say anything, but just nodded slightly as a greeting.
"Master Liansheng, please don't be offended. We gathered here tonight to block the gate to the underworld. We didn't intend to target you."
Hearing this, Akechi Mitsuhide sneered and snorted, what a shameless statement.
Clearly, they were under the banner of destroying the great monster Aoandon.
As for closing the gate to the underworld, they all want to go in and find out what's going on.
Pinggong Qianye had no intention of saying hello to the Demonic Division. He just chatted with him for a few words, and that person tactfully led the members of the Demonic Division away.
But before leaving, he deliberately said: "The gate to the underworld and the mystery of immortality will attract countless covetous people. It is rare for the Buddhist Pure Land to be pure."
Pinggong Chiye believed this.
The appearance of the gate to the underworld tonight and the complete resurrection of Qingxuandeng have sent a signal to everyone present.
If you master the gate to the underworld, you can really be reborn from the dead.
Immortality has always been the ultimate goal pursued by mankind.
This ultimate goal has never changed, either in the past or now.
After a while, the fat and thin monks also went down the mountain first.
They also need to tell the monks at the foot of the mountain what happened here.
Of the crowd that had originally gathered at the gate to the underworld, only Pinggong Qianye and a few others, plus the Zen Master Zhishan, were left.
"It's a pity that the Manjusri Sword cannot be used tonight."
Iori Fubuki sighed regretfully and silently put the sword box back on her back.
"The distance is too far, and we can't hurt Him." Qing Xingdeng looked at the distant mountains and spoke.
"Who is he?" Iori Fubuki asked curiously.
"An old ghost who has lived for who knows how many years." Qing Xingdeng said in a calm tone, with a solemn and mocking look, "He has always wanted to enter the gate of the underworld, but unfortunately, he has never found the right opportunity."
Pinggong Qianye guessed, "Did he come out from the gate of the underworld?"
"It's possible. I'm not the first guardian of the gate to the underworld, so I don't know much about Him."
Perhaps he felt that he had said too much, so Qingxuande did not continue the topic, which disappointed Akechi Mitsuhide and others who wanted to hear some historical secrets.
"There are some things that can only be known after death."
Aoandon's words scared Mitsuhide Akechi and others so much that they put away their little thoughts.
"Come down the mountain."
Pinggong Qianye did not dwell on this topic, as there would be plenty of time for it in the future.
(End of this chapter)
