The daily life of a max-level immortal cultivator

Chapter 243 God’s Domain 2

Yan Zhi looked at the two of them with a smile in his eyes, but when he saw Xing Ye's expression of only smiling and no emotion, he sighed silently.

Xingye has been his disciple since birth, and he has been guiding her for 100,000 years. How could he not know what kind of person she is?

Xingye has extremely high talent, and none of them, these old folks, can compare to her. They still call him Master now only to give him face.

She seemed born to be a deity. She rarely showed any emotion, but most of the time she was in a state of indifference, so much so that even he, her master, sometimes couldn't figure out what she was thinking.

One by one, his old friends passed away, and he didn't know when he would leave. He only hoped to see his disciple enlightened before he died.

After all, a god's life is long, and it's good to have someone to accompany him, but Zhouyang has really suffered too much.

Yan Zhi gazed at Xing Ye's calm profile for a while, then lowered his eyes and stopped looking at her.

Yes, a god's life is far too long; he has lived for a very, very long time. What is a mere hundred thousand years...?

No one knew that the fireworks that night would become the last beautiful moment for the three of them.

……

That day, under the starry night, she came to find Yanzhi and said, "Master, I want to go to the outer realms."

Yan Zhi asked, puzzled, "Why do you suddenly want to go?"

“There’s been nothing much going on lately, and my fellow cultivators in the Divine Realm are all doing their jobs, so my role as Divine Servant is quite leisurely. I haven’t left the Divine Realm for thousands of years, so I thought I’d like to go and see the world beyond the realm.”

“Doesn’t Master always say that I have no common feelings? Then I will go and see what the seven emotions and six desires are like in the outer realms, and what common feelings are.”

She could also see clearly what the problem that had troubled her for ten thousand years was...

She didn't have the chance before because of the affairs of the divine realm, but now that she has the chance, she is determined to go.

Yan Zhi looked at her in silence for a long time, and finally sighed and asked, "Have you decided how many days you'll be gone?"

Xingye lowered her eyes: "I don't know. If I gain enlightenment, I will return."

"Should we go to Yama and enter the Six Paths? If we enter the Six Paths, we must forget our past lives. If we do not enter the Six Paths and do not experience it ourselves, but merely observe from the sidelines, we may not be able to understand even after thousands or tens of thousands of years."

Yanzhi explained the cause and effect clearly, leaving it to Xingye to decide.

Xingye pondered for a moment, then looked up at Yanzhi a few times and said, "Thank you for your guidance, Master."

The God of Hell governs the six realms of mortals. If one is reincarnated as a mortal, one will live for no more than a hundred years. If one is strong and healthy, one can live for another three or four hundred years. Compared to thousands or tens of thousands of years, these few years are nothing at all and will pass in the blink of an eye.

Watching Xingye's departing figure, Yanzhi's expression changed repeatedly. In the end, he closed his eyes, sighed, and then opened them to follow.

After all, they were people who had been raised for a hundred thousand years...

……

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The mortal realm, Jade Capital

The entire General's mansion was in chaos, as the General's wife was struggling to give birth to her child.

"The baby is breech, and the lady is bleeding heavily from below the abdomen. General, we can only save one of the lady and the child..."

The midwife rushed out in a panic and asked the burly-looking man who was anxiously waiting outside.

Upon hearing this, the man froze on the spot, staring blankly at the midwife whose hands were covered in blood. Before he could make a decision, he heard a very weak voice from inside the room, as if calling to him.

"General, general..."

The man immediately rushed into the room without a second thought and went around to the screen. There he saw the pale-faced woman lying on the bed and a group of servants scrambling around.

The woman, pale and weak, turned her head to look at the man who had suddenly become helpless, and called out again, "General..."

The man stepped forward and firmly grasped the woman's hand, his voice trembling as he said, "Yun'er, you'll be alright, you, you..."

The woman gave a weak smile, as if to comfort him.

"General, Yun'er, I can't go on with you anymore. Save the child, the child... our child, he will definitely grow up healthy and happy, he must..."

The woman was clearly dying; she was clinging to life with her last breath so that she could give birth to the child in her womb.

The man was already sobbing uncontrollably. Looking at the woman on the bed who was no longer looking at him, he gave his final command: "Save...the child!"

Half an hour later

"Wow! Woohoo!"

"It's a baby girl!"

The baby's cry, accompanied by the midwife's repeated congratulations, left the man unable to smile.

Looking at the lifeless woman on the bed, the man didn't even glance at the child before giving a deep, resounding order:

"Give the order: the youngest son of the Pillar of State General's family has been cursed to death by his wife since birth. Send him to Yushan Temple to be raised and exorcised. He shall not be sent back until he reaches the age of coming of age!"

Everyone below looked at each other, not daring to utter a sound, except for the old butler who helplessly agreed.

The newborn child was sent to Yushan Temple overnight and left unattended for fifteen years. Only the monks in the temple know what the child looks like now.

Fifteen years later

"clang!"

"clang!"

"clang!"

At dawn, the temple bell rang, sparrows chirped noisily under the eaves, and peach blossoms planted in the corner of the wall were in full bloom. A figure walked briskly past from the front.

The morning sun in early spring is just right; it doesn't feel warm on the skin, but rather a little cool.

The young novice was sweeping fallen leaves in the temple, while the abbot was talking quietly with a worshipper. Suddenly, a simply dressed figure with light steps walked towards them.

"Honorable Abbot Chen'an!"

A clear and melodious voice inappropriately interrupted their conversation.

The abbot was not annoyed. Instead, he kindly asked the pilgrim to wait a moment. Then he walked up to the person and asked, "Why are you up so early today, you little monkey? Don't you usually sleep until the sun is high in the sky?"

Willow Branch replied with a grin, "I woke up hungry today. Springtime always makes me lazy, so sleeping a little longer is fine, right? By the way, Abbot, what's the vegetarian meal for today?"

"You're like a little monkey who's become a spirit. You've certainly eaten your fill. Go check on him, or your senior brother Zhang will take all the food away."

Liu Zhi smiled mischievously and hurried toward the dining hall: "Okay, Abbot, you're busy, I have to go now."

The abbot shook his head helplessly and then went to greet the pilgrims.

"Whose child is that? So pretty and well-raised, they're really blessed."

The abbot looked towards the dining hall and sighed with a smile: "This child has such a hard life..."

The dining hall wasn't very big; besides the monks from the temple, some pilgrims came specifically to eat vegetarian meals there.

As the number one food enthusiast, Liu Zhi was extremely familiar with this place, and naturally, she was also very familiar with Zhang Yu, the senior student who served the food.

Zhang Yu was a lay disciple of the temple, practicing Buddhism with his hair tied up. No one knew why he decided to become a monk, and Liu Zhi had never been able to uncover anything about him.

The abbot had always been unwilling to accept him as a disciple and was not very willing to see him, so he just sent him to this dining hall to get food.

"Oh, benefactor Liuzhi, you've arrived early today."

Zhang Yu always speaks with an unintentional, sarcastic tone. If it weren't for wanting to eat a few more bites and his decent-looking face, Liu Zhi really wouldn't want to talk to him.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what delicious dishes are served today?"

Zhang Yu quickly served the dish to Liu Zhi with a large ladle: "You've come at the perfect time. We just started making a new dish today: stewed hawthorn with deep-fried tofu. Would you like to try it?"

Liu Zhi's eyes lit up immediately and she ran to get the bowls and chopsticks: "It smells delicious, Senior Brother Zhang, please get me a lot."

Zhang Yu smiled confidently: "No problem, I knew you liked to eat that."

Liu Zhi served several more vegetarian dishes, all of which were her favorites, and Zhang Yu also served her plenty.

After eating and drinking her fill, Liu Zhi was about to take a walk to digest her food when she ran into the abbot she had just met. It seemed that the abbot had come specifically to see her.

"Abbot, what's wrong?"

The abbot remained silent for a while after seeing her before speaking, "Come with me, someone wants to see you."

Liu Zhi was taken aback, her expression somewhat confused: "Who wants to see me?"

"Oh, it's your family."

"Home……"

The willow branches slowly drooped their heads.

She wasn't completely ignorant. When she started learning to recognize people and read, the abbot told her about her background and family situation, and she gradually came to accept it.

She was both surprised and frightened by the sudden arrival of the person, especially since she was accompanying the abbot to meet him.

Beneath the tall and solemn Buddha statue stood a burly man with a menacing aura.