Chapter 106: Blocking the Way

  It's harder to get a vote than to get a train ticket during Spring Festival. My sincerity can't be compared with the great gods... I'd better wash up and go to sleep...

  Prosperous streets, crowded crowds, seemingly identical calls, people in them, can't tell east, south, west and north. Jianna suddenly found herself lost. She ran hastily, couldn't even remember the original inn's name, street names, so she couldn't find anyone to ask for directions.

  Suzhou city is really very big...

  Joanna suddenly remembered her father's solemn words: "Na'er, the world is so big. This world of ours will always be a human world, which is why we must transform into humans, learn to speak their language, study their characters, and understand books and etiquette. Only then can we live well in this world. Otherwise, without reading or understanding reason, even if one has opened up their spiritual aperture and gained wisdom, or acquired great power, they will still be nothing more than beasts who eat grass and drink blood by nature."

  What immediately echoed in his ears was Chen Jianchen's teachings: "The heavens are vast, the earth is vast, but reason is the greatest... Many things can't be settled with just a pair of fists."

  For example, now, although Jiona can use a special escape method to return home directly, such a large-scale Taoist technique will be used after it is bound to shock many people, and then it will expose her identity. By that time, whether the father and daughter can continue to stay in Hu Village has become a problem.

  Jiona is impulsive but still has some sense of proportion on certain fundamental issues.

  Thus, standing on the bustling street, Juan was like a lonely boat, not knowing where to go or what to do; she was also like a lost child, looking around blankly, feeling helpless and disoriented.

  Suddenly, in Joanna's line of sight, a young monk wearing white appeared -

  There are hundreds and thousands of people on the street. At a glance, you can't see the end of it - men and women, old and young, tall and short, fat and thin, all kinds of people are there. But when that white-robed monk appeared among them, all the other people seemed to have vanished, as if they didn't exist. Only this one monk was left, holding a Zen staff and an alms bowl, striding along with big steps, walking effortlessly, as if his feet weren't touching the ground.

  Jiona's pupils suddenly constricted, as if pierced by a needle, and she felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if being stared at by a hawk, her whole body was about to explode with goosebumps.

  At this moment, she was suddenly covered in cold sweat, as if she would reveal her true form and make a frantic escape the next moment.

  "Bodhi is not a tree, bright mirror is not a stand; My eyes penetrate the universe, true suchness is everywhere..."

  At dawn, the monk looked at the little fox with a fiery body in the distance, and the corners of his mouth revealed a smile that could overturn the world.

  Buzz!

  A very faint sound came from the palm of his left hand, and the bowl emitted a fierce rotation, as if it would fly out of his hand at any moment and take Yonna into the bowl.

  Huh?

  Just then, a person suddenly ran in front of the fox spirit and blocked her way - how was this possible? This guy was quite strange, actually able to block my Seven Revolutions Heavenly Eye True Body Technique.

  At dawn, the monk's eyebrows furrowed and a ring of golden light suddenly flashed in his pupils.

  A golden light seemed to take shapeless form, forming a circle, transforming into a golden bell-like appearance, and with a whoosh, it flew past, the visual space was as if there was nothing, and in an instant, it had entered the opponent's body.

  Clang!

  A sound that transcended the ordinary human ear suddenly arose, and from within his body, a small, crystal-clear sword abruptly burst forth. Its entire body was pure white like ice, with substance yet transparent and bright.

  Compared to the golden halberd, the sword was so small that it could almost be ignored. But this little sword, without any fear, met the golden halberd head-on and didn't need anyone to wield it, simply chopping down with a single slash.

  Pfft!

  Sword light appears, golden armor breaks, disperses into nothingness...

  Huh?

  At dawn, the monk's right foot had just stepped out and was suspended in mid-air for a long time before slowly coming down to land firmly on the solid ground.

  That is righteous energy, righteous energy transforms into a sword...

  It's been many years since a righteous person has appeared in this world. I didn't expect to actually see one within Suzhou City.

  The monk's face turned solemn at dawn, and his hand tightened around the Zen staff.

  Chen Jianchen stood in front of Jiona, bowed his head to her ear and whispered, telling her the path back to the inn, asking her to get on the horse carriage and go home first.

  As he spoke, he blew his breath onto Jiona's delicate ears, and for some reason, the little fox spirit's flustered emotions quickly calmed down. She lowered her head, didn't say a word, and nimbly left.

  Chen Jianchen watched her leave, then turned around to face the monk who was walking towards him with a gentle pace, his elegance unparalleled. Chen had never seen such an extraordinary monk in his life and couldn't help but secretly admire him.

  At dawn, Heshang came before Chen Jianshen and calmly said: "Donor, you are blocking the way of a poor monk."

  Chen Jianchen raised an eyebrow: "Is that so? But as the saying goes, 'the master opens the door of convenience', what's wrong with letting me take this path?"

  At dawn, the monk met the donor again and said: "The donor is a scholar, reading books should be clear about the truth. However, this poor monk observes that the donor seems to have mistakenly entered a wrong path, it's better to turn back early."

  Chen Jianchen remained still and calmly said: "The demonic path, the human path, I will follow my own path. In my heart, this shore is not the other shore."

  At these words, the monk burst out laughing: "What a 'I will do it my way' master! Your determination is firm, but you don't know that you're already deeply confused, unable to see through the mysteries of heaven and earth, trapped in your own cage. What a pity, what a pity."

  Chen Jianchen smiled calmly: "Different paths, no need to discuss together. The Taoist seeks freedom and leisure, the Buddhist asks all is empty. But for a gentleman, it is essential to be broad-minded and strong-willed."

  At dawn, the monk's eyes shone brightly and suddenly fell on Chen Jianchen's face, as if to see through him. Chen Jianchen showed no fear, meeting his gaze head-on, their eyes locked in a fierce stare.

  After a while, the monk's eyelids drooped, and he resumed his compassionate and gentle demeanor. He sighed and said: "Alright, since the donor has made up his mind, I will open a convenient door for him. It is good that he does so."

  Having finished speaking, he leaned on his staff, turned around and walked away in another direction.

  Chen Jianchen let out a sigh of relief and suddenly shouted at the monk's back: "May I ask, Master, where did you become a monk?"

  At dawn, the monk didn't even turn his head and said loudly: "I am a poor monk from Jinshan Temple, my Buddhist name is 'Dawn'; if the donor has any intention, you can come to our temple for a chat."

  After finishing speaking, he disappeared into the crowd with big strides.

  Jinshan Temple?

  Chen Jianchen arrived in Suzhou, but had heard the name several times before and had even thought of "matching numbers to seats", only to find that it wasn't quite the case now.

  This young monk looks youthful, probably due to his mastery of the art of preserving one's appearance. His Buddhist powers are profound and unfathomable; if he were to really take action, I wouldn't be a match for him.

  Chen Jianchen watched the dawn monk disappear into the distance, lost in thought. The various forces of this world were emerging one after another, and the situation was becoming increasingly complicated. In comparison, he himself was still too weak.

  After staying for a while, he set off on foot and returned to Hu Village.