Mountain Patrol Military Officer-Chapter 70 - The Marvelous Scripture Debate Place (Please Follow)
Chapter 70 -70: The Marvelous Scripture Debate Place (Please Follow)
Chapter 70 -70: The Marvelous Scripture Debate Place (Please Follow)
On the other side,
Unknown land.
Upon the Night Navigation Ship,
Dim candlelight flickers.
Only the faint glow of fire candles, hopping in the cabin.
Inside the cabin, darkness as thick as undissolvable ink.
Inside, there were twenty low tables arranged lengthwise.
Each table bore a candlestick.
However, most of them had extinguished.
In the darkness, behind the tables with extinguished lamps, sat figure after figure in meditation.
Staring for a long while, it seemed as something was about to crawl out of the darkness.
The thick night pressed down on the few remaining lamp lights inside the cabin.
Among them, eight candles flickered.
An old monk with a sorrowful face and drooping eyebrows, head bowed and hands together, holding beads, with a little lamp light in front of him.
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A young man standing sharp as a blade, carrying a foot-wide black Sword Box on his back, eyes closed, his lamp light the size of an egg, flickering and changing with a tiny sword resonating within the flame.
And a woman in a purple gauze skirt, veiled with white gauze, with a graceful figure and elongated eyebrows, a deep furrow between her brows.
Her lamp light foggy and unclear as if piercing through the clouds.
………
These people, men and women, young and old, each had their uniqueness.
Their attire varied, seemingly from different places.
However, each one of them had an obscure breath pulsing within their bodies.
Powerful yet restrained, seemingly entering a deep level of cultivation.
And the differences in the size and shape of the lamps in front of these people seemed related to their cultivation.
But among these eight lights, two were particularly unusual.
In front of a lamp filled with lamp oil, a little chubby child lay on the table, seemingly asleep.
With a Little squirrel on the left and a White Fox on the right shoulder.
The light in front of them flickered finely and densely with fireflies, inside which twinkled a miniaturized city.
At the very corner of the cabin, there was a man with sword-like eyebrows, clad in a blue robe.
The flame in front of him blazed fiercely, like a pillar of fire, dispelling the dense darkness in the cabin.
Unapproachable!
…….
When Chen Yuan opened his eyes.
A flicker of surprise passed through them.
He was sitting in his house in his own small courtyard at the moment.
Hadn’t he just boarded the ship and entered the cabin?
He frowned and pushed open the window.
Outside the courtyard,
Was covered in dense white fog.
In front of his hand was a fiercely burning lamp.
The Heart Eye in Chen Yuan flowed, casting a burst of silvery light.
As he scanned around, the surrounding courtyard seemed to dissolve like melting snow.
An Illusion Realm?
It didn’t seem like it.
Suddenly, his ears slightly trembled.
In the white fog ahead, sounds were coming through.
His eyes flickered as he stepped into the white fog.
Suddenly, beneath the fog, he missed a step and abruptly lost weight.
His expression changed slightly, True Qi inside his body violently shook, whipping up a fierce wind to try to stop the falling trend.
But this seemed like an irresistible force.
It only straightened his body.
As he fell, the white fog dispersed.
The surrounding world cleared up.
He saw a mountain forest.
A surging great river.
And a boat carrying cargo and passengers.
He also heard the sound of disputes and shouts from the boat.
Chen Yuan’s eyes flashed with silver light, and from afar he saw in the open cabin, peddlers, and people from All Kinds of People.
Either arguing or shouting around an old monk with drooping eyes and long eyebrows.
It seemed as if he was arguing with the old monk.
But the old monk just cast his eyes down and did not respond.
Chen Yuan’s brows rose slightly.
This old monk, he had seen him in the cabin before.
Before he could think further, he descended from the sky and landed on the deck of the ship.
At that moment, the inside of the cabin suddenly quieted down.
Then, all the people looked towards him.
And among them, Old Monk Bai Mei, with his drooping eyebrows, also twitched as he looked at Chen Yuan.
“This gentleman, we asked this master whether, one day, if we became wild cranes and idle clouds in the mountains, transcending the mundane, would we become carefree?
The master said people’s hearts create illusions, no real words can be spoken, he refused to speak, then we might as well become Clear Wind and Bright Moon, desireless and wanting nothing, surely that would suffice, yet the high monk still refused to speak.”
“Please give us your judgment, is this master perhaps a fake monk?
Sir, how would you respond if it were you?”
A voice came.
Then, followed by indignant voices of condemnation.
“Exactly!”
“Just so!”
“…”
Then, everyone simultaneously stopped and looked at Chen Yuan, waiting for his response.
Chen Yuan smiled.
“The master is right.”
Suddenly everyone’s expressions shifted, quickly turning dark, their looks unfriendly as they stared at Chen Yuan.
“The master didn’t speak, how can you say he’s right, are you also fake?”
A loud shout.
Then, a chorus of voices erupted, as if a demonic chant poured into their ears.
Yet, Chen Yuan spoke.
“Wild cranes and idle clouds, why not Dharma Image.”
“Clear Wind and Bright Moon, also are the dust of sensory perception.”
“The master didn’t speak because what you all are saying is wrong.”
“So, the master’s silence is indeed thunderous, didn’t you hear it?”
As soon as he said this, the previously restless crowd on the ship suddenly quieted down, thoughtful.
Then as if they had found some answers, they dispersed in an uproar, each going about their own.
It was as if the previous matter had never happened.
At this time, the old monk rose and left the cabin, coming before Chen Yuan.
Under those thick eyelids, a flicker of brilliance shone, then he expressed a Buddha’s name.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
“Benefactor, you truly are a wonderful person!”
“Even if I cultivated Mute Zen, I fear I could not endure many days.”
“Not only did you help the needy monk out of a difficult situation, but you also gifted me a Buddha’s verse, well said, well said.”
Chen Yuan carefully observed the old monk, noticing his physical form seemed somewhat worn and tired, but the brilliance in his eyes was not diminished, showing his advanced Cultivation.
Thus, he asked directly the answers he wanted to know,
“What exactly is going on?”
“What place is this?”
The Old Monk Bai Mei raised his eyebrows, seemingly surprised.
“Benefactor doesn’t know where this is?
And how did you come here?”
“This place is the Scripture Debate Place!”
“There are great opportunities, and also great dangers.”
Chen Yuan’s eyebrows twitched.
“Chen know very little about this place and came here to find someone.
Please enlighten Chen with some explanations.”
“It doesn’t seem like the Illusion Realm!”
Saying so, he clasped his fists.
The Old Monk Bai Mei heard this and shook his head.
“Not so, not so.”
“This place was originally the debate ground of a Great Divine Ability User, and with the passage of time, it formed into its own Contemplation Space.”
“Here, in the olden days, countless Divine Ability Users left their scriptures, shaping the miracles of this place.”
“Traces left by many Achievers turned into various splendid and perilous scenes, if the benefactor encounters them, perhaps he could comprehend something, achieve True Cultivation.
Or perhaps,”
The Old Monk Bai Mei paused here, his aged eyes drooping.
“Or perhaps, if one cannot transcend, they perish, and their lamp extinguishes, leaving them here forever.”
“This is the second danger of this place, the traces left by those who achieved their Tao Heart, and also the obsessions left by those whose Tao Heart shattered.”
“The place where we are now might be an impression left by the Night Navigation Ship’s owner when his Cultivation had not yet succeeded, imprinted here.”
“Presumably, the benefactor has experienced this too.”
“Life-like, as if everything is real.”
“Both real and false, opportunities and dangers coexist!”
