The Beautiful Boss's Personal Bodyguard -
Chapter 549 - 548
Chapter 549: 548
"I have meditated on the mat for twenty years, solely for today’s enlightenment. Can I not fulfill this wish?"
A blade light swept towards him, and Ye Tian barely blocked it with his golden edge, yet his feet had already dragged out a rice-length trace on the ground.
"People think Buddha Path is the great path of the world, but in this world of three thousand paths, who can truly know even one or two of them? Is it you?"
Another blade light cleaved through the air, Ye Tian blocked it once again, retreating ten meters back. This time though, the golden sword glow in his hands started to fracture. If another strike came, it was likely to completely shatter, and then the blade would inevitably strike him!
Who has lived enough? I certainly have not!
"Since I cannot die, I must face death!"
Another blade light swung towards him, Ye Tian’s Three Feet Golden Light desperately defended but to no avail. The golden glow was shattered instantly, and the relentless blade light descended from the sky directly towards Ye Tian’s head.
"Today I attain enlightenment, what can heaven do to me!"
The blade light struck down, and a violent wind arose. The peaceful and calm Bodhi Master suddenly transformed into a different person—fierce, bloodthirsty, his eyes turning blood-red. It was terrifying. The one who originally sought enlightenment had turned into a monstrous Devil.
How could Panchen Two Fingers withstand this ultimate, full-powered strike? As expected, Ye Tian’s body was blown away, floating lightly in the air like a butterfly with broken wings, like dried autumn leaves, like a kite with its string cut, emptily fading away without a trace of misery, composing a lament lighter than a bug’s weight with that remaining sliver of life.
In fact, the sensation of flying in the sky, Ye Tian even felt it seemed better. Though, this body felt excessively light, even if it had flown, it shouldn’t be completely powerless like a Dead Man.
When Ye Tian landed on the ground, the little monk next to Ku Rong saw the dust rising from the ground blurring Ye Tian’s entire body. Seeing his life-saving benefactor turn into this, the little monk felt quite angry, promptly snatching the Zen Stick from his Master’s hand and charged into the Buddha Light Barrier. Surprisingly, the Zen Stick wasn’t as formidable as it looked. Although coated with a layer of gold, it proved to be more fragile than usable, having already been nicked and scratched by bugs earlier, causing much of the gold paint to flake off which troubled his old master greatly, given how financially strapped the temple was. In these times, begging was hardly a successful endeavor, as people would rather spend money on cigarettes for a quick suicide than put it in the bowl you hold.
The degradation of public morals truly shows no reverence to the old ways! Originally thinking of scraping off the gold paint from the Zen Stick to sell and support the temple food for a while after returning, he didn’t expect his crazed little disciple to break it instead – truly a wasteful thing, had I known, I would have never brought you along, deserve to be bullied by your fellow disciples!
Holding the Zen Stick, the little monk who went out could never have imagined that his Master was rolling his eyes at him from behind. He only felt that the gaze behind him was full of loving encouragement and trust, which made his spirit even more arrogant, only wanting to quickly save his lifesaver and not wanting to let this disgrace of the Buddhist community continue to be arrogant.
Seeing Ye Tian land, Bodhi Master revealed a slight smile at the corner of his mouth, pressed his hands together, nodded with a lowered head, and bowed to Ye Tian’s body which could no longer move. Without seeing him take a step, his figure shook twice and he was already at Ye Tian’s side, leaving behind only a trail of afterimages that were too fast to catch. The little monk had originally wanted to attack Bodhi’s head with his stick, but before he could even get close, Bodhi had already run far away, which greatly annoyed and frustrated the little monk.
Arriving beside Ye Tian, looking at Ye Tian who was exhaling but unable to inhale, Bodhi’s expression remained stern, his smile still hanging on his lips, but now it carried a bit of sorrow and pity for the world.
"Buddha said, all beings suffer. I used to disagree, thinking it was just a lie to deceive people. If everyone suffers, why does everyone still strive for fame and fortune? Why does everyone still cultivate, rushing to attain the great path, and swiftly become Immortals or Buddhas? It shows that even the Buddha can make mistakes, and one mistake could lead to thousands of others making mistakes. But now, I agree with Buddha’s words, indeed, all beings suffer!"
Before the sound of his words faded, Bodhi’s hand knife slid across Ye Tian’s arm, still bringing intense pain. Ye Tian’s facial muscles struggled painfully, his already difficult breathing became even more congested at this moment, he could only breathe heavily like a fish out of water, extremely uncomfortable, half-dead.
"I can understand now why Buddha said all beings suffer; it’s just seeing more people pursuing things they cannot obtain. That is suffering, not obtaining is suffering, and getting it is perhaps even more suffering!"
Another cut landed on Ye Tian’s leg, still without any visible wound or blood. However, Ye Tian’s mouth opened wider, breathing even more laboriously, his chest heaving more severely, clearly, the pain he was enduring was increasing.
"I leave one of your arms just to tell you that I can do whatever I want whenever I want. Your arm, I will take it whenever I decide!"
Another blade, striking Ye Tian’s other leg, still leaving no trace.
"Stop!"
Finally, the little monk who was holding the Zen Stick but had missed his strike finally caught up, raising the Zen Stick with both hands and swinging it at the amiable face of Bodhi, it was his first time following his Master here, unaware of who this person was or how formidable he was. Although Bodhi seemed more skilled, the little monk had managed to defeat a much larger bug, could Bodhi do the same? Definitely not!
His Zen Stick struck empty air, hitting the ground and creating a large crater.
Bodhi, having already moved to a distant spot, looked at the little monk and said, "Little master, you are still a bit too slow."
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