Chapter 42 Cheers
After being imprisoned by the Precepts Academy for ten days, Zhao Hong finally gained freedom. In the end, the Precepts Academy defined his actions in the new mine as innocent and meritorious. In contrast, Xuan Xinzi, who was in charge of "deral dereliction of duty" and causing major casualties, was dismissed.
However, the new mine vein is his eldest disciple, Taoist Xinchen. At the same time, Taoist Xuanxin continued to stay in the mining department as an inquiry and aide, and in name it was his disciple Xinchen who assisted him. But in fact, everyone knows what happened. Zhao Hong asked in the side and made this arrangement. Taoist Xuanyu, the senior brother of the sect...
"After all, I am the senior brother of the head. I have thought of such arrangements, principles and human feelings. No matter whoever wants to say the word "good"." Zhao Hong praised in his heart, and at the same time thought: "Why is the senior brother such a versatile person who gave birth to something like Song Renshu?"
However, these actually have nothing to do with Zhao Hong. Now he needs to consider another thing, that is, to give this event a perfect ending:
On the day he left the precepts, hundreds of fellow disciples who had a good impression of him gathered at the gate of the precepts.
The auspicious clouds lingered in the sky, colorful clouds were dancing, countless immortal birds and beasts, and countless moral people gathered together. Many fellow disciples who rushed over from the nearby courtyard did not know, and they thought that a division commander had held a Dharma meeting to preach, or there was a festival. Some militants said that their Taoist soldiers defeated the evil spirits of Xuan Bingyang in the north.
As a result, in the end, all the discussions turned into a marvel. The young man in thin plain white cloth clothes and slightly pale skin came out of the court. All the cheers were also directed at him.
This person is naturally Zhao Hong.
It seemed that the sunlight was a little dazzling. Zhao Hong narrowed his eyes slightly, then raised his hand to cover the sunlight.
Seeing this man emitting a feeling of weakness everywhere. The new disciples, who didn't know who he was, were amazed, and I wonder how such a sick young man could be welcomed by so many fellow disciples. So I asked the fellow disciples around me.
After hearing these people's inquiry, the fellow disciples who were asked also answered with honor: "Today is a good day for Uncle Hanshui to be lifted out of supervision. We all came to welcome Uncle Hanshui to Uncle Hanshui."
After hearing what others said, most of the disciples said "Oh...". In the past few days, Zhao Hong's name has spread throughout Xueyutianling again with the fact that it was as big as the new mine. There are few people who know him in various places, but not many who have never heard of his name.
So another disciple of the disciple who had a good thing continued, "I know this fellow disciple, Mr. Hanshui. I know that he confessed to his guilt when he went to the precepts court. But why are so many fellow disciples here to pick him up?"
After hearing this, the fellow disciples also started to tell him with a gaze. From the three battles between Zhao Hong and his fellow disciples and the Red Flame Golden Ringworm, to the fact that only six people came back. When Zhao Hong went to the precepts court, he claimed to be guilty, and the fellow disciples of the public were grateful for his grievances and ran for him.
"Just like that, in ten days, nearly 300 relatives from the same sect, and the testimony of the brothers and sisters was about to arrive. Naturally, there was no reason to be imprisoned by the Precepts Academy. Uncle Hanshui was released."
After hearing this, the fellow disciple who came from afar couldn't help but sigh: "There is such a thing. I didn't expect that Uncle Han Shui was not old but could do such a big thing, which is really admirable."
"That's not. If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have been attracted by the uncle of the Yuanyi Master and taught him the Taoist tradition." The fellow disciples who came first felt quite honored.
At this moment, Zhao Hong staggered forward a little and took two steps. Taoist Ruiming and five fellow disciples who had already returned with him snatched the crowd and ran to Zhao Hong.
"Uncle Master is suffering." Taoist Ruiming walked over with a Taoist robe, put it on Zhao Hong's body, and then said.
"You guys have worked hard, too."
Zhao Hong gently patted Taoist Ruiming's back of his hand, said this, then raised his head and said loudly to the fellow disciples around him: "It's hard for you to come and visit me. I thank you all my fellow disciples here!" After that, he lowered his sleeves and bowed his head to greet him. The fellow disciples around him hurriedly returned the greeting. Then they continued to look at Zhao Hong with a look of eagerness, hoping that he could say a few words.
At this moment, Zhao Hong was wearing a coarse white robe and a Taoist robe. He looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness and seemed to have experienced a disaster. He gave people the feeling of beings suffering. That look, that aura, and the low and emotional voice captured the hearts of nearly ten thousand brothers around him from the beginning.
"All the fellow disciples present, the monks from Xueyutianling, and fellow disciples from other mountain gates who are friendly to Xueyutianling, I am polite here." After this shout, Zhao Hong bowed again and continued:
"I was born in the ordinary world, and I did not cultivate virtue in the place where I lived and grew up. I did not have the opportunity to trace the great way. It was just because my teacher favored me and pity me for my misery, and I included me entering the door wall. This is why I have the cold water of today.
I was so grateful to my teacher, and I even more sincerely recognized Xueyutianling. At first, it was indeed a link because of my teacher. But the longer I stayed in Xueyutianling, the more I loved Xueyutianling! Why is this? Because, the purpose of our Xueyutianling and the meaning of our Xueyutianling are correct!
What is the meaning of other sects? It is to become immortals and achieve enlightenment, to gather together, to learn from each other, to spread Taoist traditions, resources, and to the martial arts and scriptures... This cannot be said to be wrong, but in the end, there is a gap in the level.
And what is the meaning of the existence of my Xueyutianling? The meaning of the existence of my Xueyutianling is for the entire Biluobeizhou and even the entire Xuanyuan World! We have inherited the beliefs and honors of our ancestors and fought for the reproduction of the people!"
Zhao Hong's words were very loud, and when the disciples of Xueyutianling heard it, they were like drinking iced sour plum soup in the dog days of summer. They felt comfortable with 48,000 pores on their bodies, and they were full of recognition for what Zhao Hong said.
"In the following time, I realized the other qualities contained in Xueyu Tianling. In the confrontation with the evil spirits in the North, we are usually at a disadvantage.
The number of evil spirits produced by the sea water of Xuanbing Ocean is countless, and our monks in Xueyutianling are far inferior to that. When the two sides face each other, our number is usually less than the other party's eleven, or even less. This kind of evil makes us cherish every fellow disciple around us - any disciple, which is the most precious treasure for Xueyutianling and cannot be exchanged for any of them. This is one of the most precious qualities of our monks in Xueyutianling!
Xueyu Tianling cherishes the friendship between his classmates, and Xueyu Tianling’s classmates can exchange lives with each other! In countless foreign wars, countless accidents of all major and small confirmed this! This is beyond doubt!
We, the monks from the Xueyutianling lineage, can stand on the north of Beizhou and the bank of Xuanbing Ocean, rely on this! We work together and we are united! And I do think so, and I also hope that I can do this." Speaking of this, Zhao Hong's tone became much deeper:
"But, it's very regrettable that in the end, I didn't do this... My power is still too weak to save the lives of those fellow disciples who were harmed by evil spirits." Speaking of this, Zhao Hong's tone brought indescribable pain, which also made the emotions of the fellow disciples around him become depressed.
"I've really worked very hard...but...but it just can't."
Speaking of this, Zhao Hong's eyes turned red and he shouted to his fellow disciples: "Dear students, do you know what it feels like to watch those fellow disciples be swallowed by the lava of the earth center and killed by those evil spirits, and that I am powerless?! I don't want to experience that heart-wrenching feeling anymore."
After Zhao Hong said that, he closed his eyes tightly and clenched his fists:
"I can still hear the screams of the dying people that day, the tearing sounds of evil spirits when they devour their flesh and blood, and the sizzling sounds of the earth's center that emits endless high temperatures, burning everything. I still remember it fresh, maybe I can't forget it in my life.
How long can a monk have a life? If I build a foundation perfectly, it will last more than three hundred years, and if I luckily form a pill, it will be more than five hundred. If I am lucky enough to reach the stages of Nascent Soul, Refining God, and Transforming Imperfection, then it will be even longer... I will never forget this for such a long time."
"This is not your fault, Uncle Han Shui." Taoist Ruimin hurriedly said next to Zhao Hong. Zhao Hong turned around and nodded at him, then shook his head, and then said, "Even if it is not my fault, I must bear the responsibility. This is also the reason why I came to the precepts."
After saying that, Zhao Hong turned his head and continued to face these fellow students, and then said, "Dear fellow students, these are the two things I want to say to you. One is to have the courage to take on our responsibilities. The other is more important, that is, the friendship for our fellow students.
Please take a look at the fellow disciples around you, everyone. They are there on weekdays, when you live, when you practice, when you will enter the battlefield in the future - isn't this kind of friendship the most worthy of your cherishing?
How can a disciple of Xueyutianling not care about his fellow disciples? If this is the case, then he is not worthy of being a fellow disciple of Xueyutianling! And if there is something even more, not only does he not care about his fellow disciples, but he is in a vain heart and wants to harm his fellow disciples, then he will not even have the qualifications to be a human being!"
After Zhao Hong said this, all the fellow disciples around him cheered and cheered, but the only one changed color - which one? It was just that he had just recovered from a serious illness. After hearing that Zhao Hong was released from prison, he was angry and rushed over to find an opportunity to embarrass him. When others heard this, they felt that Zhao Hong was right. When he heard this, he felt that Zhao Hong was talking about himself.
Seeing the excited appearance of fellow disciples around him, Song Ren, who was secretly running over, was ashamed, trembling unconsciously, and wanted to turn around and run away. However, he was afraid that he would attract the attention of others. However, it was even more terrible to stay here. All he thought about was that after Zhao Hong recognized him, he pointed his fingers together and pointed at him, saying:
"He is a villain who is ruthless and unrighteous in framing his fellow disciples! A group of fellow disciples will follow me to kill this villain!" Then a group of fellow disciples rushed forward, and countless magic weapons and countless magic techniques blasted overwhelmed, knocking him to the point where he was gone, and his soul was scattered...
Chapter completed!