The Silent Watcher of Tianji Temple Chapter 1

In the dead of winter, snowflakes flew down from the dark sky, burying the outlines of the bleak surrounding mountains. Suddenly, the sky and mountains became the same color.

Zane Shen was a little confused about the direction.

His vision was already blurry. The wounds on his left shoulder and right abdomen were bulging hideously, and the blood that flowed out was constantly taking away his strength and warmth, leaving bright traces in this desolate mountain.

But he doesn't care.

If those pursuers were fast enough, he would not have been able to escape here; but since he had already escaped here, the heavy snow would give him enough time to cover his tracks.

What's more, the Tianji Temple is just ahead, right?

"cough..."

He stumbled over a rock in the deep valley, and his steps were already heavy and staggering. Fortunately, he used the Chuihong Sword in his hand to support himself and barely avoided falling to the ground. However, the blood and qi in his body, which were already in disorder, became even more disordered after this shock.

He coughed, and blood stained his thin lips and also splashed on his collar.

The crane cloak that he had put on just three hours ago was originally dark purple in color, and after being soaked with the blood of others and his own, it became even darker.

Even the large golden patterns of the Sixteen Heavenly Demons embroidered on the wide sleeves were stained.

Where can one still see any trace of the profound prestige and courage of the ten-year leader of the Demon Sect?

I'm afraid even a beggar on the street is a hundred or a thousand times better than him.

laugh.

Zane Shen couldn't help but sneer in his heart. He felt a bloody smell rising quickly in his throat and he was almost about to vomit blood the next moment.

But he gritted his teeth and held it in!

On the pale and delicate face, there is a pair of deep black eyes, which are stronger than the north wind blowing in the face, and colder than the heavy snow around!

It's not that he can't die.

In the ten years of his career as a demon, he had witnessed countless deaths and deaths, and personally destroyed countless lives. After killing his father and mother to take that position, he had never thought about having a good end.

Only Kai Pei naively prepared a golden nanmu coffin for him.

He said: "If you die one day, I will bury you in this coffin and hang you on the cliff. Everything will be the same as when you were alive. You can see the earliest sunrise, the latest sunset, the longest day and the shortest night."

Yes, Zane Shen doesn't like the night.

He remembered that he was leaning on the couch at that time, laughing, and calling Kai Pei a fool.

Because, with his skills and cultivation, there are not many people in the world who can beat him. If something really happened to him one day, and he died, it must be a big change.

In this situation, how could a person like him keep his body intact?

It's all in vain to have a coffin.

But at this moment, Zane Shen didn't want to die, and couldn't die.

I don't want to die here, and I can't die here.

This time, the righteous people in the world are besieging us, and the evil people are plotting against us!

If he died here, on the way to escape, he would be found sooner or later, his head would be cut off with a knife, and then hung on the tall flagpole at Wufengkou, becoming a glorious footnote in the great achievements of others!

But---

In this world, there has always been a time when others make wedding dresses for him, Zane Shen, but there is absolutely no reason for him, Zane Shen, to make wedding dresses for others!

Even if he has to die, he wants to die where these people can't reach him!

At the age of seventeen, he killed his father and mother, and began to master the way of demons and practice the magic of **;

At the age of 20, he massacred the Five Capitals and made all the evil spirits and heretics in the world submit to him;

At the age of 22, he had mastered the ** Divine Art to a small extent, and defeated Mason Gu, the number one immortal in Pengshan, and defeated Leo Lu, the head of Xiefeng Villa. Except for Shanzai, a wise monk from Tianji Zen Temple who did not care about worldly matters and did not travel around the world, no one from other righteous sects could stop him, and he and the righteous sects have since divided the world.

...

He is twenty-seven years old this year.

Mason Gu gave him an invitation, inviting him to a banquet to negotiate peace and discuss going to Tianji Zen Temple to retrieve the three volumes of Buddhist scriptures.

There is no good banquet or good meeting.

He knew it was a Hongmen Banquet and was not completely unprepared, but he did not expect that the knife that almost took his life at the critical moment came from the person he trusted the most.

At that moment, even Mason Gu, who was fighting with him, showed a bit of surprise. Perhaps he was extremely smart and had calculated everything, but he didn't expect this?

The rugged mountain path came to an end and there was no road ahead.

A deep valley lies below.

Zane Shen was a little unable to walk. He lowered his eyes and loosened his hand that was pressing on the wound on his abdomen. His bloodstained fingers looked like a few dead branches. After moving them away, he could see the wound clearly.

This is a wound that can only be inflicted by the sharpest knife in the world.

Flat and smooth.

He still remembered the dim silver light when it penetrated, like a cold moon reflected in the lake and shattered by the waves, with a few red cloud-like thunder patterns floating on the tip.

Similarly, he also remembered Kai Pei's eyes when he first got the knife.

In the eyes of others, Kai Pei is a wolf, but in front of him, Kai Pei is just a dog.

When he is pleased, he pampers him and calls him;

When he was unhappy, he chased him away and told him to get out.

He was in charge of the demon sect for ten years, and he also raised Kai Pei for ten years.

He had killed Kai Pei's parents, and also saved Kai Pei's life; he had broken Kai Pei's hands and feet, and also instructed Kai Pei on his cultivation; he had asked Kai Pei to help him alleviate the backlash of the ** Divine Art, and also watched Kai Pei stand beside him step by step.

Kai Pei is Zane Shen’s knife.

---Everyone in the world knows it.

But Zane Shen didn't know, and didn't believe, that this knife would one day stab him.

Was it Kai Pei who wanted to avenge his parents? Or did he think that the position of Jian Tianya's Left Envoy was too low? Or did he simply think that the coffin he prepared for him would eventually come in handy?

Neither.

If he wanted to kill him in the past ten years, he would have had countless opportunities, any one of which would be better than the one three hours ago.

The knife was the one he gave to Kai Pei.

But who is the person holding the knife?

Zane Shen didn't see it. So he didn't know whether the person behind it was Kai Pei, and whether Kai Pei betrayed him. Maybe he would never know in this life.

Meridians are broken, vital energy is diverted, and excessive blood loss occurs.

He could fall at any moment.

But Tianji Temple was not far ahead, and his arrogance would not allow him to fall here. He had always been the most ruthless and cruel to himself.

As soon as he raised the white jade-like Chuihong sword, it had already cut deeply into the arm!

The little blood in the body flowed out again.

The intense pain instantly cleared his drowsy consciousness, and his vision became much brighter. He forced himself to walk down the valley, and when he looked up, he could see the deep canyon.

It was as if a mountain had cracked open here, and an unfrozen stream flowed through the crack from the other end of the canyon and flowed past Zane Shenjiao.

The shallows were paved with gravel.

The stones were covered only with scattered, melting snow.

It is said that the Bukong Mountain where the Tianji Zen Temple is located is the place where the beauty of heaven and earth gathers, and the creation of yin and yang gathers. The earth's energy gathers, so it is not cold in midwinter and there is no heavy snow. It turns out to be true.

Zane Shen was already a little dazed.

He staggered forward, stepping on the stones on the shallows, going against the stream, towards the steep canyon.

It was dimly lit inside and there was a lot of moss growing.

There were bloodstains, old and new, on the lonely and rugged cliffs. Some had merged with the color of the rocks, while others were still brown-red, as if they had been there only a few days ago.

It doesn't take much thought to know that over the past few hundred years, countless people have fallen unwillingly on this last stretch of road. Perhaps they were experts and knights trying to avoid disaster, or perhaps they were lunatics and demons trying to escape...

Every wandering person in the world knows that Tianji Temple is a secluded place that rarely interferes in the world's conflicts; but what is even more famous is a certain rule of Tianji Temple.

It is called: Stop the War.

No matter whether you are good or evil, what your identity is, what miserable experiences you have had, or how much innocent blood you have shed, as long as you enter the Tianji Zen Temple, this pure land of Buddhism - you must never draw your sword again, and never start a war again!

Over the past decade, Zane Shen has heard of many innocent and weak people saving their lives because of this rule, and he has also heard of many desperate criminals escaping disasters because of this rule...

But he never thought that he would become one of them today.

It was clearly a very short distance, but it took him a full moment to walk.

The strong internal force gained from practicing the **Shen Jue had nowhere to go and had already been scattered into his internal organs. For Zane Shen, this was more fatal than the sword wound on his shoulder and abdomen.

He thought that he probably wouldn't live long.

He felt piercing pain in every part of his body, but it did not make him any more awake. His usually slender and powerful hand could not even hold the Chuihong Sword.

With a "dang" sound.

It slipped from his grasp and fell to the side of the canyon rock.

The dim and gloomy sky caused by the snow suddenly shone into his eyes. When he walked out of the canyon and saw the legendary tall stone tablet with "Tianji Zen Temple" engraved on the front and "Stop the War" engraved on the back, Zane Shenqiang's will finally reached its limit and collapsed!

Unable to hold on any longer, he fell headfirst.

Just like the sword that had been with him for ten years.

"Clatter..."

The man fell into the flowing stream, splashing water everywhere. His blood-soaked robe spread out in the current, washing away the red color of the entire stream, and even the shadow of the stone tablet reflected in the stream was stained with a bit of blood.

Consciousness gradually disappears.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he could only smell the faint scent of white sandalwood in the cold air, which reminded him of Buddhist temples, the three thousand gods and Buddhas...

It’s good to die in peace.