Chapter 269: Fly
“Abbot!”
“Abbot!”
The monks behind the bronze statue transformed from Master Eight Sufferings shouted repeatedly.
Master Eight Sufferings, who was like a mountain in their hearts, suddenly became a glittering golden statue.
The bronze statue was lifelike, even Master Eight Sufferings’ eyebrows and beard could be seen strand by strand, and even the kasaya on his body had turned into bronze.
Martial arts? Sorcery?
In any case, it was a powerful being that they could not defeat!
What to do?
What to do?
Guangfa and Guanghui were the only two Living Buddhas left in the Golden Buddha Temple. They looked at each other and saw despair in each other’s eyes.
This was even more despairing than being driven out of Jizhou and Yanzhou by the Yellow Heaven Path before!
A phantom of the Burning Lamp Buddha appeared behind Guangfa and then dissipated. At this moment, all his thoughts were extinguished.
The ship was gone, and so was the hope of going to sea.
Abbot Master Eight Sufferings was also gone, and the big tree they relied on was gone.
What should they do?
It was truly confusing!
“Ahem…” Guanghui stood in front of Guangfa calmly and said, “Master’s cultivation technique suddenly had an accident and he turned into a golden Buddha. We need to take Master back. Stone Venerable, please do as you please.”
“Oh?” Shi Feizhe looked at the bald donkey in front of him, a little surprised.
He didn’t expect this bald donkey to be so quick-witted and sensible.
What an accident with the cultivation technique, that was just an excuse to get out of this situation!
“I’ll take the ship and the people!” Shi Feizhe said.
“Stone Venerable, do as you please! Master’s cultivation technique had an accident, so we will take our leave first!” Guanghui said.
After saying that, he carried the bronze statue of Master Eight Sufferings on his shoulders, suppressed the Qi Sea and Zhoutian realm monks with his gaze, pulled Guangfa’s hand, and said, “Let’s go!”
“Junior brother!” Guangfa looked at Guanghui and said.
He saw Guanghui facing him with his back to Shi Feizhe, revealing an expression he couldn’t understand.
It was a mix of crying and laughing, sorrow and joy.
“Let’s go!” Guanghui said to Guangfa again.
Guangfa also understood that if they didn’t leave now, they wouldn’t be able to leave.
Only by living could they have everything.
So he and Guanghui walked back to the temple. As they took the lead, the other monks followed them.
Shi Feizhe deliberately let them go; it wouldn’t be difficult to kill them.
However, the Reform Society couldn’t liberate Qing Province yet. Rashly killing these two True Realm martial artists would inevitably lead to chaos in the city after he left.
Without True Realm martial artists to suppress them, the Zhoutian realm martial artists in the city would inevitably fight for power, causing unnecessary casualties among the people.
Even a bad order was better than no order.
Ignoring this group of bald donkeys, Shi Feizhe asked the craftsmen to call their families and board the ship together.
The craftsmen ran home and returned with their families one after another. By the time they finished counting and confirmed that no one was missing, it was already midnight.
The original plan to sail downstream from the shipyard, reach the sea, and then head south to Yangzhou from the sea had to be changed.
He had to find another way.
So Shi Feizhe had them all go to the cabin below deck and told them to stay safe and away from the portholes because they were going to fly soon.
Fly?
“Mom, what is fly?”
A dirty child in the cabin yawned and asked his mother, hugging her.
“I don’t know either, honey. Do you know?” The mother was a family member of a shipbuilder and didn’t know what fly meant either.
She and her son were sleeping when they were suddenly woken up by her husband who had returned, saying that they had to board the ship to Yangzhou.
It had been a long time since their mother and son had seen her husband, and he suddenly came back in the middle of the night, asking them to go to Yangzhou.
They simply packed up, took some clothes and dry rations, and set off to the dock to board the big ship.
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They were arranged with her husband in a place near the porthole.
“Fly, means we are in the sky!” The husband said.
“Sky?” Hearing that they were going to be in the sky, the child immediately became energetic and asked, “Are we going to heaven?”
“A kind and powerful person is taking us to fly.” The husband had just seen among the crowd that the arrogant Buddha Masters of the Golden Buddha Temple were vulnerable in the hands of the powerful person.
Including Master Eight Sufferings, whom he had only seen a glimpse of his robes during the Buddha’s Birthday Celebration, had also been turned into a golden statue by the powerful person.
“Dad, that person is…” The child was about to say something more when he felt a tremor around him. The whole ship started to shake, and then he felt a strange sensation.
Many years later, when he boarded a plane again, he realized that this was the feeling of being overloaded.
Then he looked through the porthole and saw the torches on the dock gradually becoming smaller and dimmer.
“Fly! We’re flying!” he shouted.
As he spoke, the people in the cabin also felt the big ship under their feet lift off the ground.
“Oh my god! Such a big ship actually flew!”
“Is this what a powerful person is like?”
“It’s incredible!”
“We met good people today.”
“Are we going to fly all the way to Yangzhou like this?”
They rushed to look out the portholes, exclaiming in amazement and wonder.
There was actually such a powerful person who was willing to take them flying.
The night sky wasn’t completely dark and invisible.
The child could see the big moon through the porthole, emitting bright moonlight. The moonlight reflected on the clouds in the sky, emitting a dim light.
In this light, they could faintly see the outlines of the clouds in the darkness.
Sometimes the clouds were even right next to them, giving him a dreamlike, unreal feeling.
As if he was dreaming.
Then he really fell asleep. As he watched, the excitement wore off, his eyelids began to droop, and he unconsciously fell asleep.
In his dream, he dreamed that he was a big bird, flying freely in the sky.
Diving in and out of the white clouds, carefree.
When he woke up again, he saw a dazzling light coming from the porthole. It turned out that it was dawn.
The sun had risen.
The sunlight was golden!
This was his most direct feeling!
The sunlight was different from the moonlight. The sun dispelled the darkness, and the clouds that could only be seen as outlines in the darkness had turned white, as white as cotton.
They were layered and had various shapes, all glowing golden under the sunlight.
The ship under their feet seemed to be sailing on a mountain of gold.
The child was stunned by this never-before-seen sight.
What shocked him even more was that when he looked down, he saw mountains, rivers, and everything seemed like toys made of clay.
Even the cities were just square boxes, with a few black roads extending outwards.
Was this the view from the sky?
The child was speechless.
Not to mention him, even the other people in the cabin, who lived at the bottom of the Jianghu world, had never seen such a sight.
In the past, only martial artists could fly in the sky. How could people like them fly!
They couldn’t even dream of such a scene!
Only by flying in the sky could one feel this shock!
