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Chapter 596 - 596 119 Cicada Part 5


596: Chapter 119 Cicada (Part 5) 596: Chapter 119 Cicada (Part 5) All great paths under the heavens come to an end.


Could it be that if the Path of Life is cultivated to the ultimate, the Undying Spring will coalesce?


Xie Xuanyi pondered thoughtfully, silently committing this concept to his heart.


“Donor Xie, this poor monk does not have much time left.”


As waves surged in the River of Destiny, the sigh of Fa Cheng echoed in the heart lake of Xie Xuanyi.


This Divine Skill has already been executed several times.


Bringing someone to witness the river’s scenery requires a great deal of effort.


The fading remnants of Fa Cheng’s monk robe were gradually lightening as he bowed to Xie Xuanyi, his tone humble yet pleading, “Today’s battle is over, and all the questions raised by Donor Xie have been answered by this monk.


Now, I have but one wish, that Donor Xie does not draw his sword again, to spare Chen Chong’s life.”


These words were actually quite ingenious.


Although Xie Xuanyi had sheathed his Flying Sword, it was uncertain if he would draw it again.


Fa Cheng knew that, considering the reputation of the Da Sui Sword Immortal from ten years ago, when encountering someone he wished to kill, a sword would be drawn without a moment’s hesitation, unconcerned with any rules.


Xie Xuanyi simply looked at Fa Cheng with cold eyes, and did not speak.


“Cause and effect, karma, it’s all predestined.”


Fa Cheng bowed once again, respectfully spoke, “If this poor monk’s short-sightedness has erred and saving Chen Chong today leads to a grave mistake in the future, it will not be too late for Donor Xie to draw his sword then.”


“You’ve had your chance to say both good and bad.”


Xie Xuanyi, sparing no kindness, retorted coldly, “An individual’s actions are their own responsibility.


Since you insist on saving Chen Chong today, if he accrues any karmic obstacles in the future, let the Buddhist community bear them all.”


“…That is fair.”


Fa Cheng cautiously replied, “Next, I will use my last Divine Skill to send Chen Chong away.


For the next three days, Yuan Province will be under strict martial law, as fragile as a sheet of paper, easily torn apart.


Should Donor Xie wish to take action, it would be best to seize these three days.”


“What about Mi Yun?”


Xie Xuanyi asked expressionlessly, “Your Buddhist ‘Tribulation Responder,’ are you just going to abandon him?


If your order does not want him, then I shall take him back to Great Chu.”


“Half an incense stick of time later, this Buddha Country Barrier will completely dissipate, and Donor Xie will naturally witness how the Buddhist community handles this matter.”


Fa Cheng chanted a Buddhist mantra, “Donor Xie, by all accounts, Chen Chong should never have been entangled in today’s cause and effect.


Meng Kejian’s demise is a consequence of his own actions…”


“Enough, no need to say more.”


Xie Xuanyi motioned with his hand, no longer wanting to listen any further.


Resigned, Fa Cheng silently retreated.


In front of the two, the previously tranquil River of Destiny suddenly surged violently.


Fa Cheng lifted the Destiny Power.


The surroundings of Xie Xuanyi began changing rapidly.


Just as he was preparing to leave the river, a warm and weighty voice suddenly rang in his ear.


“Xuanyi.”


These two words fell into his heart lake, causing Xie Xuanyi to be startled.


He instinctively raised his head.


The breaking waves drenched his black robes.


With Destiny Power no longer in effect, the River of Destiny should crumble into pieces.


The figure of Fa Cheng had already vanished.


But Xie Xuanyi was still in the River of Destiny.


He watched as the waves pushed him away, a thick fog enveloping him, with Buddhist chants lingering in the air.


The old monk, previously separated by an abyss, now appeared before him.


“…Zen Master?”


Xie Xuanyi gazed, stunned, at the elder.


Between them lay merely a distance of dozens of feet, and he instinctively wanted to move forward, but ‘advancing and retreating’ in this River of Destiny was not so simple.


With half a step taken, the tide immediately rose above his knees, and the distance between them grew instead of closing.


Xie Xuanyi quickly returned to his original spot.


He knew that this was probably the closest they would ever get.


Even though only a dozen feet apart, Xie Xuanyi could not clearly see the Zen Master’s face.


However…


he could feel the warm and comforting aura emanating from him.


The cultivation of Buddhist Law had come to perfection, turning him into a Bodhisattva.


The Perfect and Whole Path of Life, taking on the shape of his Lifebound Cave Heaven, became a lantern, burning brightly like the Blazing Sun, suspended high above the Zen Master’s head, casting gentle forces down upon the dark and icy River of Destiny, preserving a three-foot radius of light surrounding the old monk.


“Do you, know me?”


Xie Xuanyi’s expression was somewhat complex.


For some unknown reason, he was left in this long river, having such an encounter.


“Of course.”


The Zen Master looked at Xie Xuanyi and revealed a smile.


He extended his palm, and with a slight smile said, “We meet again, take care of this item.”


Again…


Xie Xuanyi was once again stupefied.


He did not understand why the Zen Master said “again.”


In the past, he roamed Da Li, sought the sword at Fan Yin Temple, tried every means to see the Zen Master, but ultimately ended in failure.


In the end.


Xie Xuanyi only received a bamboo slip and a parting message.


“The full moon wanes, the incomplete Tao becomes complete.”


This bamboo slip was only glanced at by him once before tossing it far away, not taking it seriously.


This time.


The Zen Master extended his robe.


This gesture was somewhat familiar to Xie Xuanyi.


Previously, while observing “Destiny” across the long river, the Zen Master met with many people within this river.


And each time after seeing these people, the Zen Master always bestowed Undying Spring Water, always with such a gesture.


“Whoosh whoosh.”


The waves in the long river roared, and Xie Xuanyi subconsciously stretched out his hands to catch the “item” tossed by the Zen Master.


The moment he touched it, the originally calm long river suddenly turned tumultuous and furious, with countless waves curling up high as if they intended to engulf Xie Xuanyi then and there.


The Zen Master stood at the end, steadfast as a pillar that calms the sea.


He waved his robe.


The Path of Life transformed into the Blazing Sun, shooting out endless radiance, falling on Xie Xuanyi’s body as well as on the surging waves.




Everything dissipated.


Xie Xuanyi’s Divine Thought returned to within the Buddha Country Barrier.


He lowered his head, gazing at Chen Chong not far away, who was left with only half a life.


The phantom of Fa Cheng had already disappeared.


The last half drop of Undying Spring Water floated in the wind, slowly falling onto Chen Chong’s brow.


The sound of bells and drums within Buddha Country grew even more profound and grand.


The void was bursting apart.


Chen Chong’s body was pulled by the Undying Spring Water Vapor and the mighty power of Buddha Country, bit by bit, shifted into the void.


If he were any other cultivator at the Yin God Realm, he would meet his end under the chaos of the void streams, but Chen Chong had successfully ascended.


Even with an unstable aura, his body could still steadfastly complete the crossing.


The intent to kill arose, only to be quashed.


Xie Xuanyi just calmly watched as Chen Chong’s body, like dragging a coffin, was swept into the void, leaving this barrier, heading towards an unknown place.


At this very moment, corresponding to the scene from dozens of days ago.


Escaping on Qixia Mountain, he fled into the Transmission Array, utilizing the void to transport himself and snatch back a life.


Golden rain fell in torrents.


Yet between heaven and earth, no warmth could be felt anymore.


Xie Xuanyi stood alone within the giant imprint created by the Zen Master’s hand seal.


He slowly opened his palm, and a drop of golden rain fell into his palm, producing a crisp sound.


“Plip!”


With this crisp sound, a faint sound of flapping wings emerged.


“Buzz buzz buzz…”


It turned out that at the end of the River of Destiny, the item that the Zen Master threw to Xie Xuanyi was not Undying Spring Water…


It was a living creature.


It was a cicada.


Xie Xuanyi silently watched this dazzling golden cicada awaken from the world, slowly unfurling its wings, flying against the heavy rain towards the heavenly zenith.