LRAB Chapter 330 Disciple Zhang Lingyu Returns to the Mountain Today
Chapter 330 Disciple Zhang Lingyu Returns to the Mountain Today
"Was that nameless person actually surnamed Feng, and did they have descendants?"
Lu Jin's seemingly nonsensical words piqued the interest of the senior figures present.
In an instant, more than a dozen scrutinizing gazes fell upon Feng Baobao, leaving Zhang Chulan and Xu Si no time to make excuses.
"Clear-headed and ethereal, with the bearing of an immortal... wait, such appearance, such aura?"
The senior members were initially drawn to Feng Baobao's childlike demeanor, but when they began to focus on her appearance and temperament, some of those who had met Wugensheng were struck dumb.
The world is full of diverse people and their unique personalities. These veterans have been in the world for many years, and when they look at people, they no longer judge them by their appearance. Their aged eyes, honed by the trials of life, can see through a person's very essence.
If they only look at her appearance, they might overlook some clues because of Feng Baobao's pure aura.
Normally, these older folks don't have the time to pay attention to the young-looking Feng Baobao, nor do they have the rich imagination to connect this seemingly slovenly woman with Wugensheng from a hundred years ago.
However, today, with Lu Jin's deliberate guidance, after they tried to pay closer attention to Feng Baobao, a somewhat absurd conclusion emerged in everyone's minds.
"Alas, what is meant to be will be, and what is meant to be will be."
The old master seemed to have anticipated that absurd conclusion. He shook his head and shouted at Zhang Lingyu, who was hiding his face, and Zhang Chulan, who was sweating profusely.
"Those two little bastards surnamed Zhang have been loafing around outside for so long, they've forgotten how to come home?"
At this moment, the old Celestial Master was like an ordinary old neighbor, complaining about his unfilial children and grandchildren who were never home. He looked at Zhang Chulan and Zhang Lingyu kindly and said.
"Hurry up and come back to the mountain with me later. I'll punish you when we get back."
None of the elders present refuted the old Celestial Master's words; they accepted the explanation given by the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei.
If Zhang Lingyu and Zhang Chulan are willing to extricate themselves from the situation and stand by the Old Celestial Master's side, they will naturally pretend they didn't see these two people's appearance and let Longhu Mountain handle the matter themselves.
They naturally had to give them the utmost respect.
However, the girl named Feng Baobao must say something today, otherwise, although they may not openly express their anger, they might secretly take action against her in the future.
Who told Wugensheng, that troublemaker, to have so many old debts from his past misdeeds that nearly 80% of the forces had a grudge against him?
Neither the Celestial Master nor Lu Jin could stop this, and neither could Lü Qian. It is only right to settle scores and avenge wrongs!
Out of consideration for the three individuals, they would refrain from openly taking their anger out on others and committing acts that implicate future generations.
A silent deal was formed and finalized in the blink of an eye without anyone discussing it, even though these people did not ask the parties involved for their opinions. Two battlefronts were formed in an instant.
The senior figures fell silent, tacitly agreeing, waiting for the two young people to make their choice before the reckoning began.
"This unfilial disciple Zhang Lingyu greets Master."
Zhang Lingyu, who had been trying to hide her identity, immediately tore off the only black cloth covering her face the moment she finished speaking, revealing her distinctive white hair and red mole between her eyebrows without any attempt to conceal them.
He first bowed to the old master, and then, like a child who had finally been accepted by his parents and could go home, he excitedly took a step forward.
Just as he took two steps, Zhang Lingyu sensed that Zhang Chulan beside him hadn't moved. He turned around to look at Zhang Chulan with some confusion, then, as if he understood something, his puzzled look turned into relief.
"Junior Nephew Chu Lan, choices are not always available. Some choices can be corrected if they are wrong, but some choices can never be reversed if they are wrong."
Zhang Lingyu turned around and continued walking towards the Old Celestial Master. He pulled open the uniform of the Na Du Tong employee, revealing a somewhat worn white Taoist robe underneath, the very one he wore when he was "demoted" down the mountain.
This pure white Taoist robe is no longer pure and perfect; the sleeves are worn, and some dust has accumulated on the collar and hem.
Wearing a Taoist robe that she would normally discard, Zhang Lingyu appeared relaxed and composed, her steps becoming lighter as she walked towards the person she felt at peace with and the home she felt at peace with.
Where my heart finds peace, that is my Pure Land!
Seeing Zhang Lingyu so carefree and natural, the old Celestial Master Zhang Zhiwei's smile became even more pronounced. He raised his hand and stretched it towards the top of his head.
Today, the Celestial Master was dressed both casually and formally, accompanied by his eldest disciple, Zhang Qianhe, as he descended the mountain.
He was dressed in his usual monk's robes, without even an outer robe, and wore dusty cloth shoes, but he wore a dignified crown on his head.
The crown was neither a lotus crown nor a fishtail crown, but a simple Hunyuan scarf, a round black cloth with a wooden hairpin on top, square and proper, nothing more.
Zhang Qianhe, who was standing by, understood his master's meaning. He stepped forward and helped the old celestial master remove the Hunyuan turban from his head. Then, he presented this most common and ordinary turban to Zhang Lingyu with both hands.
This senior disciple from Longhu Mountain was old enough to be Zhang Lingyu's grandfather. At this moment, he smiled and looked at his junior brother, raising the crown he was holding with both hands and speaking to Zhang Lingyu.
"Lingyu, it seems you already understand the meaning of the precepts and have also overcome the barrier of love."
"Yes, I am dull-witted and only understood after I went down the mountain."
Zhang Lingyu reached out and took the Hunyuan scarf, looking at his senior brother and master, and said, "True discipline is not external, but internal, originating from the body, mind, body, and actions of us cultivators."
"What is practiced in keeping the precepts is not the precepts and rituals in the scriptures, but the true self within and outward words and deeds."
"The emotional hurdle is neither a hardship nor a calamity; it is a test of myself."
Although Zhang Lingyu still answered questions in the same rigid manner, his words and actions had lost their former restraint and constraint, becoming more unrestrained and natural.
At this moment, the moon was high in the sky, and the bright moonlight shone down in front of the Sanyi Gate, shining on Zhang Lingyu's not-so-white Taoist robe, making it radiate a purer and more crystalline glow than usual.
"I was the one who broke the vows and lost my virginity because of desire, and who had an affair with a woman from Quanxing. I was also the one who was overwhelmed by lust and possessed by the three poisons on Longhu Mountain that day. Today, I am the one who has returned to the mountain to cultivate and bind my hair to make a vow."
As she spoke, Zhang Lingyu gathered her disheveled hair behind her back and styled it into a bun.
After speaking, he held the Hunyuan scarf in both hands and placed it on his head. The square and round scarf covered his hair, but it did not look oppressive; it had a natural and just-right feel to it.
Donning the cap and turban, Zhang Lingyu reached into her sleeve and pulled out a simple wooden hairpin. The hairpin had no patterns or decorations, only the faint grain of the wood was visible.
"Since it is a matter of self-discipline and self-cultivation, then I should be the one to put it on."
Zhang Lingyu declined the old celestial master's offer of help, and personally inserted the wooden hairpin into her hair bun. Then, she smiled and bowed to the old celestial master and Zhang Qianhe.
"Disciple Zhang Lingyu returns to the mountain today!"