The First Volume County Town Chapter 35: The Gate of Compassion and Mercy

  Yitian Xing's fingertips suddenly felt a strange sensation, and he forced himself to open his eyes to find an ice crystal had fallen on them. Only then did he understand that this feeling was called pain. He knew that at this moment, he could no longer withstand the heavenly killing treasure of the cassock. A faint sigh escaped from the bottom of his heart, and he didn't know how much regret he felt.

  "Lele." Among the countless people, he was thinking of this one woman. Thinking of Lele's delicate and lovely face, Yi Tianxing's desire to survive surged, and with a sudden bite of his tongue, his fingers wildly strummed, his thumb rapidly tapping on the first joint of his other four fingers, the remaining golden red flame within him scattering like piano keys, following his finger movements.

  "When practicing, one should be in a cool place during the hot summer, and then feel calm; in an icy cold place, seek warmth, and then feel calm. It's like when hungry, getting food, when thirsty, getting drink, or when traveling on a long road, exhausted and extremely tired, but then getting to ride in a vehicle, and feeling calm... holding the mind without confusion... no different or special mind, all can attain liberation, just like my own body."

  He silently recited the "Xiu Xing Dao Di Jing", which is the "Ci Xin Fa Men" in the "Wu Men Dui Zhi Fa" of the "Zuo Chan San Mei Jing", where it says, "For those with much anger and resentment, use the Ci Xin Fa Men to cure them."

  This sutra was originally about human kindness and resentment, but it has been used by this unbelieving little ancestor as a method for refining the true fire within his body!

  It was as if fate had ordained it, for this passage seemed to match his current situation perfectly. The true fire within him was in disarray, a manifestation of the desire for coolness amidst the sweltering heat. Meanwhile, outside, the snow-covered pavilions and the icy robes that covered his body were a stark contrast, as if seeking warmth at the very moment when he was exhausted to the extreme...

  He couldn't help but recite for a long time, and Yi Tianxing slowly opened his eyes, his pursed lips slightly parted, shaking off a few snowflakes, the tip of his tongue flicking out, and he spoke in a low voice: "Refine this body to defy the laws of nature."

  In an instant, the situation inside Xuetang changed drastically! The flames that had been extinguished on Yitianxing's body reignited, no longer emitting a white glow of extremely high temperature, but a deep crimson color with a calm and peaceful aura. The crimson flames burned fiercely, instantly sweeping away the low temperature inside the pavilion.

  The cassock in the sky seemed to have also sensed the abnormality in Xuetang, and it began to flutter in the wind on the ninth heaven. Yitianxing only felt that his body was being bound by an inexplicable force, getting tighter and tighter, while the temperature drop on the pavilion was also getting faster and faster.

  He let out a low grunt, and some unknown inspiration made his body lean forward, with his right leg half-kneeling on the ground, using his waist and back to resist that powerful and mysterious force... Then he shook his arms, drawing a beautiful arc beside his body. The crimson flames that had been attached to his body also followed this movement, along his left middle finger to his right middle finger, bringing with it a fiery red glow from his shoulders, which he used his magic to propel into the air, a ball of flame flying towards the pavilion, looking from afar like a phoenix.

  The snow pavilion, which had been tossed about for a long time, finally could not withstand the internal and external attacks, and with a loud crash, it collapsed and pressed down on the two people inside. Yi Tianxing made a swift move, shielding Bin Ku, the monk from the Guiyuan Temple, under his body.

  At this moment, the scarlet flames that had burst forth from Yitian's shoulders and back shot up into the sky like an arrow, transforming into a tiny light point in the distance. Just as it was about to strike the dancing cassock, Yitian couldn't help but tense up, after all, he didn't know what kind of treasure the cassock was or whether it could be burned.

  At this moment, someone in a certain place in the backyard of the Temple of Return to the Origin whispered: "Wow, it's so much fun to conjure up heavenly fire?"

  The man's voice was extremely soft, but it clearly hit Yi Tianxing's ears. Yi Tianxing's eyes turned black, and his brain buzzed with a loud noise before he fainted.

  Yitian Xing's physique is strange, his brain is strange, and his nerves are strange. Perhaps it's because of these three strangeness that he never dreams, from childhood to adulthood. During the prime of his youth, he was even more heartbroken about the spring dreams that left no marks, and couldn't find them anywhere.

  But he thought he was dreaming at this time.

  Previously still in the cold snow, now lying in a warm quilt, the quilt is cyan and yellow, it seems to be in the Zen room. Looking to the left, I was startled again. Previously shouting and scolding myself, but finally under my own body, the dying abbot of the Temple of Return to the Origin, now looked at me with a kind face, as if he had just turned from Jia Zheng into Old Lady Jia.

  "This must be an illusion." Yi Tianxing muttered to himself, thinking he was right.

  But he immediately denied this idea, because he found that the abbot of Huiyuan Temple, Benkuo Shang, although full of kindness on his face, was also wrapped in a quilt and shivering, with dark purple cheeks, obviously frostbitten. And the two long eyebrows of the monk were also shortened by a lot, it's just unknown whether they were frozen off by the heavenly cloak or burned off by their own true fire.

  Yi Tianxing's divine consciousness swept through the room, finding nothing unusual. He calmly looked at the old monk and slowly asked: "Please explain, Master."

  " Misunderstanding, misunderstanding." Benkuo and Shang explained while shivering, "This backyard is a secret place of our temple, only the disciples who have entered through the proper gate can enter, otherwise they cannot. But just now, the donor walked in as if strolling in a leisure courtyard, and also had a dispute with Ye, so the old monk mistakenly thought that the donor was a bad person, and rashly took action, hoping for the donor's forgiveness."

  Yi Tianxing rolled his eyes and snorted through his nose, saying: "Great monk, can't you come up with something more pleasant to hear?"

  "It's indeed a misunderstanding." Ben Hu said with a worried expression.

  "How can I be misunderstood now?" Yi Tianxing thought that he had almost been killed by that big Taoist priest, and gritted his teeth in hatred.

  Bin Ku and the old monk furrowed his brow, thinking for half a day before responding: "Just now the situation was so critical, yet the master still didn't forget to protect Old Na; how could he be the murderer?"

  Yi Tian Xing slightly furrowed his brow, naturally not believing that the other would believe him just because of this. He smiled faintly and said: "What's with the cassock in the sky? What happened afterwards? Why did I wake up in this Zen room?"

  Benkuo was originally not good at speaking, listening to him firing questions like a machine gun, he was momentarily stunned and didn't know how to respond. After a while, Sheng brought up the topic: "How is your body feeling, donor?"

  Yitian walked with a smile, looking at him, originally wanting to ask him what was going on with that dizzying voice, but thinking he definitely wouldn't say, so she forced herself to hold back and quietly listened to his words.

  Bin Ku and the monk had never seen such a young man, humming for half a day, finally putting his heart straight, honestly said: "In fact, our temple has recently encountered a great difficulty, and that fierce person is rumored to be a young man in his early years. Today, seeing the donor come here, with an extremely high spiritual power, so reluctantly asked for the Dharma order, moved the Fumo array, all kinds of things are not our temple's fault."

  Yitian saw that he was sincere, and also felt that the fight was inexplicable, so he believed three points. However, thinking of being wronged and almost losing his life, he still couldn't help but feel angry; ready to explode, but suddenly thought of the two sentences of conversation with Huan and Shang in the back garden earlier, and after pondering for a moment, he burst out laughing.

  The host smiled and said with a warm smile: "The donor has also understood."

  At that time, Yitian Xing was arguing with Naye about the Buddhist precepts, and they couldn't come to an agreement. The abbot asked him if he came from the Upper Three Heavens, and the young man learned that there really is a legend of the Upper Three Heavens in the world. His mind was stirred up and he hastily replied, "The abbot seems to know a lot..." This made the entire Huiyuan Temple regard him as an enemy.

  Yi Tian Xing faintly smiled and said: "I think that the person who wants to kill him in this Return to Origin Temple must be from the Upper Three Heavens."