551: Chapter 93 Taoyuan_2 551: Chapter 93 Taoyuan_2 The young man sighed softly, saying, “The majority of chronic and stubborn diseases often hide in the deepest parts, invisible on ordinary days, but once they flare up, they can be fatal…
Take my advice, you should really rest for a few more days.”
These words plunged Xie Xuanyi into deep thought.
After a moment of silence.
The young man stood up, ready to leave.
“By the way…
my surname is Chu, the clear Chu.”
The young man turned his head halfway back and said lightly, “Since you are awake, I will check on the others and come back in the evening.”
…
…
This refugee village is called “Taoyuan.”
It is a name with a story.
It is said that hundreds of years ago, during a time of war, a fisherman by chance discovered a secluded village named “Taoyuan,” where the villagers lived a carefree and unruffled life, unburdened by war or the struggles of survival, coexisting in harmony and self-sufficiency.
After the fisherman left, he reported this to the imperial court, but despite the Iron Cavalry scouring the area, they could not find this “Paradise.”
Both the Chu People and Li Country people heard this story when they were young…
The name is rather ironic.
Yuan Province has been tumultuous for many years, and although it is now under the control of Chen Chong, natural and human disasters continue.
In Yuan Province, where is there a Taoyuan?
“My lord, I didn’t expect you to use this thing too.”
A moment later.
Mi Yun, with a smile, cupped his cheek and looked at Xie Zhen sitting in the wheelchair, unable to resist joking a bit.
Xie Xuanyi forced a smile and drank the herbal medicine stewed by Deng Baiyi.
The medicine was bitter but extremely effective; after drinking it, the dried-up acupoints of Primordial Fire showed signs of being ignited again…
In this mundane world, there isn’t much difference between cultivators and ordinary people.
The so-called heavenly materials and rare spiritual medicines.
Most are scavenged from the mundane world.
“Lady Chu is indeed remarkable.”
Mi Yun, still smiling, bragged a bit, “He said he has been studying medicine since his childhood, under a very capable master.
His medical skills are extraordinary.
These past few days, Sister Deng and I went with him to other parts of the village, and he indeed has some skills, healing quite a few people.
He also looked at my leg condition…
However, he couldn’t figure out what was wrong with this leg.”
Mi Yun’s legs were amputated by himself to cultivate Divine Steps, so it was done deliberately.
Mundane doctors, if they have not personally embarked on the path of cultivation.
Many phenomena are beyond their explanation.
Ordinary people with amputated legs look pale and physically weak, and even if the wounds are fully healed, they must endure the pain of a “phantom limb.”
Yet, Mi Yun was the opposite.
The pain from the amputation pales in comparison to the pain of cultivating the Dao, and cultivating the Dao…
brings about nourishment in return.
With the nourishment from the “Tanluan Buddha Bones,” it won’t be long before Mi Yun’s “cut-off” legs grow back on their own.
So, this is not a “disease,” but “Creation!”
Mi Yun sat on Xie Xuanyi’s lap.
Deng Baiyi pushed the wheelchair.
The three left the crude thatched cottage and headed to the so-called “Taoyuan;” the village was not large but was crowded with people…
Amputated legs and arms were not rare.
In the years of raiding and combined with severe drought and famine, the tragic condition of the people of Yuan Province was already witnessed by the group heading east, but only now by “personally” experiencing it could they truly understand the hardships.
In this era, being alive was already quite difficult.
The village was not large, but there was a temple within it; the thatched cottage where Xie Xuanyi lived, and the dwellings of the refugees were all temporarily built by the monks of this temple, which had little incense burned.
The few monks were very old, with frail bodies, helping to treat the wounded.
“My lord…”
Mi Yun had already changed out of the Buddhist kasaya and wore a washed-out teal shirt.
Sitting in front of Xie Xuanyi’s knees, his expression somewhat reluctant: “You tell me, even in this situation, why does Nalan Xuance still want to ‘Destroy Buddha’?
If he succeeds, will Li Country really become better?”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi remained silent, just looking quietly at the Buddha statue enshrined in the dilapidated temple.
The turmoil in Li Country was more severe than he had imagined.
These refugees, at least for now, had a thatched cottage to live in…
If the Yuanzhou Iron Cavalry decide to destroy these Buddhist Temples, then these thatched cottages will certainly be destroyed as well.
“The tragedy in Northern County is similar to that in Yuanzhou.”
At this moment, Deng Baiyi also spoke up.
She looked at the famine refugees and said sadly, “Some time ago, the Taoist sect sent some real masters to help.
But for some reason, these masters stopped coming later, and many people have died in Northern County over the years…
Later on, everyone just got used to it…”
Xie Xuanyi knew the reason.
The spiritual energy in Northern County was depleted.
For cultivators to go to Northern County, it is a loss for themselves.
Besides, since Great True Master Chong Kan took power and socialized with the Imperial City Nobles, the stance of the Taoist sect’s seven monasteries changed…
After the Holy Empress took control, dismissing the garrison commander, the Northern County families moved to the Imperial City one after another, Da Sui Sword Palace secluded itself, this was a time when the Taoist sect conveniently used the “closed-door cultivation” as an excuse to heal and maintain a low profile.
Aiding Northern County is harmful without any benefit.
Such an unappealing and hard task naturally wouldn’t be done by Chong Kan, and even if there were disciples willing to “sacrifice themselves,” they would also be expressly forbidden and prevented.
“Have you acknowledged them?”
Xie Xuanyi, looking towards the dilapidated temple not far away, asked.
“Not yet.”
Mi Yun shook his head and said, “My grand master told me, everyone in the world thinks that ‘Fan Yin Temple’ is a Buddhist temple, but on the contrary.”
Deng Baiyi was puzzled: “What does that mean?”
“Fan Yin Temple is just Fan Yin Temple, a mountain gate, a few bricks and tiles, nowhere near encompassing the vastness of ‘Buddhist’.”
Mi Yun seriously said: “Anyone who keeps kindness in their heart, whether wearing the kasaya or not, is within Buddhism…
Fan Yin Temple might only exist for a thousand years, but Buddhism can be passed down for eternities.”
“So you do not acknowledge them because you fear implicating them?”
Xie Xuanyi hit the nail on the head.
“…Yes.”
Mi Yun lowered his head, carefully saying, “Sir, we are currently wanted by the Yuanzhou Iron Cavalry, Meng Kejian won’t stop until he finds us…
If…
I mean, in the worst-case scenario, if I never acknowledged them, then perhaps they would not be held accountable by the Iron Cavalry.”
“Not acknowledging them is a good thing.”
Xie Xuanyi also lowered his eyes, softly praising: “You truly are my good nephew.”
“?”
Mi Yun was stunned.
Having known Xie Zhen for so long, he always remembered him as a serious man who hardly jokes.
This was the first time he heard such words from his benefactor.
Was this an acknowledgement of his constructed identity?
“The current turmoil in Yuanzhou, at the root of it…
stems from the struggle between the Crown Prince and the Ninth Prince.”
“A struggle for imperial power deems millions of lives as mere weeds, just usual business…”
Xie Xuanyi raised his head, his gaze fell into the temple and he calmly said: “Nalan Xuance is going to great lengths to push the Crown Prince to the throne, if Fan Yin Temple insists on siding with the Ninth Prince, then there is no place for mediation in the issue of destroying Buddha.
Once the ambush at Qixia Mountain erupts, the collapse of Buddhist Temples in Yuanzhou is simply a matter of time.”
Mi Yun followed Xie Zhen’s gaze.
He saw the most conspicuous, that ancient large Buddha statue, somewhat rusty, swaying as though it would fall.
He vaguely guessed what the other was trying to express: “Benefactor, are you saying?”
“Buddhism values fate.”
Xie Xuanyi sighed and said, “I didn’t believe in this thing before, now I do…
Indeed, there exists ‘karma’ in this world, ‘karma’ needs to be planted, plant good causes, receive good fruits.”
In the battle with Meng Kejian, Xie Xuanyi was seriously injured.
Now his body’s meridians are severed, unable to walk freely.
This should be extremely bad news.
Yet Xie Xuanyi’s mindset was incredibly serene…
At this moment, he greatly resembled the story he heard many years ago; the Karma Principle guided him to this distinct “Paradise.”
He faintly felt that this disaster might not be a disaster.
For him, it might very well be a creation.
A breakthrough creation!