Wandering Gods of Day and Night-Chapter 1108 - 428: Sea of Bitter Tears

Li Changxun spoke with great satisfaction, but Yun Ziliang suddenly pressed his mouth and nose, forcibly silencing him.

"Say a few less words, no one will think you’re mute, Xun brat."

Hearing this, Lu Xingzhou gained a new understanding of Zhou Xuan.

He bowed his head, outwardly silent, but within his chest, a storm raged, and after a whirl of thoughts, it finally condensed into a sigh—this gamble of the Great Mentor, he got it right.

When Zhou Xuan and Fish Monk had a dispute, he unwaveringly sided with Zhou Xuan.

Simply because over these days, through Zhou Xuan’s grand actions in Mingjiang Prefecture, and the snippets gleaned from Lady Hong Guan, he believed even more that Zhou Xuan was the one who could help Yellow Field Prefecture find the "River God."

Fish Monk? He cannot find it!

"The Great Mentor is so young, yet so knowledgeable and experienced; truly, the younger generation is to be feared."

Lu Xingzhou’s gaze at Zhou Xuan—while the color of admiration lessened somewhat, the look of reverence increased significantly.

Zhou Xuan marched step by step toward the "Sea of Tears," and as he drew closer to it, the cloud pattern on his chest grew increasingly hot,

An inexplicable sense of danger also loomed over the heart of Fish Monk.

"Damn it, is Zhou Xuan so unruly? Even the Ancient Buddha’s Tears Sea he dares to enter?"

This Ancient Buddha’s Tears Sea could be said to be Fish Monk’s prison; once you step in, freedom is no more.

But though it was not free, it was safe—no matter how troublesome an adversary he encountered, this Sea of Tears was his escape route.

Therefore, in the mortal world, Fish Monk behaved extremely arrogantly—he knew he was invincible.

But now, even this sea could no longer provide him with absolute safety.

"I must swim faster, a bit faster, to get as far away as possible from that madman."

Fish Monk’s nine tails frantically flailed; he needed to swim deep into the Sea of Tears and escape from Zhou Xuan.

In the process of accelerating his swim, Fish Monk couldn’t help but recall Lu Xingzhou’s words.

"Fish Monk, Zhou Xuan comes to Yellow Origin this time only to seek the method Master Lu Xue used to resurrect his family. If you hand over the method, he will leave Yellow Origin, and from then on, you and he will not interfere with each other."

Before awakening to his "Twenty-One Zen" identity, Fish Monk was Master Lu Xue, the first renowned monk of the Mahayana Temple.

"If I had known, if I had handed over the method, it wouldn’t have come to this, would it?"

Fish Monk deeply regretted his previous arrogance and contempt.

But to no avail—such is the way of the world, sometimes a single misstep can lead to eternal damnation.

"Why did I provoke that madman, that swindler?"

"Fish Monk, be careful, I’m going to enter the sea, don’t let me catch you."

Zhou Xuan’s playful words reached Fish Monk’s ears like a death knell.

Fish Monk dared not even look back, his nine tails spinning, every sinewy muscle on his body exerting itself—swimming a bit further had become his sole belief.

But in the end, Zhou Xuan did not enter the sea,

When he stood at the seashore, a black donkey carrying his old friend walked into the Mahayana Temple.

"Great Mentor, this little monk arrived a bit late, indeed the journey was long, please excuse me, please excuse me."

Wu Ya Zen clasped his hands and bowed to Zhou Xuan.

The one calling "Great Mentor" was Wu Ya Zen, the one calling "Brother Xuan" was Zhao Wuya, though these two shared one body, Zhou Xuan now distinguished them clearly.

He asked, "Master Wu Ya, weren’t you asleep?"

"I slumbered to comprehend the Dream of the Celestial Venerable, however, the appearance of the ’Six Desires Zen’ disturbed my great dream, so I came to Yellow Field Prefecture."

Wu Ya Zen thus explained.

Upon hearing the true name of Fish Monk, Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "No wonder this monk’s desires are so intense, it turns out his Dharma name is ’Six Desires’."

"Humans have six desires, and so do Buddhas; ears, eyes, nose, tongue, body, and mind, all have their objects of pleasure and admiration,

Once upon a time, the Ancient Buddha met the Tao Ancestor, seeing the Tao Ancestor’s astounding techniques and witnessing his non-action nature, he felt envious,

After their farewell, he donned the Daoist robe and indulged in the life of a Taoist for a while, chanting the Taoist Scripture and practicing alchemy.

This is the ’Desire of Opinion.’

Wu Ya Zen and Zhou Xuan slowly recounted the tale of yesteryear, and only then did Zhou Xuan understand why Fish Monk was so peculiarly dressed, evidently a monk, yet wearing a Daoist robe and practicing alchemy.

"Master Wu Ya, I will catch up with you later, first let me dive in and catch that ’Six Desires Zen.’"

Zhou Xuan, worried that Fish Monk would escape too far and be hard to capture, was halted by Wu Ya Zen, who said, "Great Mentor, though you have the cloud pattern, you lack mastery over it and cannot enter the Sea of Bitter Tears."

Zhou Xuan stopped in his tracks and asked, "I can’t enter, but you should be able... Otherwise, you go catch him?"

"..." Wu Ya Zen.

Wu Ya Zen shook his head and said, "Great Mentor, I too cannot catch him; I have long dispersed my Zen cultivation and cannot enter the Sea of Bitter Tears."

"You can’t enter, I can’t enter, so we just watch that Fish Monk escape?" Zhou Xuan was a bit annoyed.

But Wu Ya Zen smiled slightly and said, "Great Mentor, to catch fish, does one need to go into the sea?"

After he spoke, he lifted his head and looked toward the top of the Cliff Tower.

At the top, there were several wooden beams,

During the battle between Zhou Xuan’s group and Fish Monk, they had shattered the entire internal structure of the tower, but those beams had not collapsed and still firmly upheld the tower’s top.