Under One Person: The Seeker of the Dao in the Lü Family

Chapter 344 Buddhist Robes, Fame and Fortune, and a Trip to Northeast China

Following Wang Ai's cane, Wang Bing looked again towards the old site of Sanyi Gate. The morning sun shone on the desolate palace on the mountaintop. Although there were no signs of fire and the building was generally well-preserved, the mottled doors and walls, the leaning eaves pillars...

All of this demonstrates that the Trinity Gate did indeed suffer a devastating fire and is now in ruins.

"In other words, the Sanyi Sect is like the Guanyin Temple in the book, and those disciples who lost their lives are like the monks. But, sir, in the old stories I heard, the brocade kasaya that aroused greed did not appear."

As Wang Ai listened to his great-grandson's question, his smile widened. In his eyes, Wang Bing's ability to think for himself was a huge step forward.

He put down his cane and led Wang Bing forward, his kind voice echoing on the mountain path where only the grandfather and grandson were.

"Actually, you have already seen that Buddha robe and put it on yourself, and most people in the world do the same."

Upon hearing this, Wang Bing didn't actually check if he was wearing a cassock. Instead, he pondered for a moment and replied, "Grandpa, are you referring to fame and fortune?"

"clever!"

Without turning his head, Wang Ai praised her and walked to the Sanyi Sect's lower courtyard at the foot of the mountain, which was also the place where the Sanyi Sect used to select disciples in the past.

"My dear grandson, back then, the name of the Sanyi Sect was renowned throughout the north and south of the country. The Great Ying Immortal Zuo Ruotong, with that golden signboard, no extraordinary person in the world could not respond or disobey him."

"It is conceivable how glorious the Sanyi Sect was back then, and one can also foresee how the so-called Xuanmen disciples within the Sanyi Sect were fascinated and flattered by the bustling world of fame and fortune."

"Aren't they just like the monks in Guanyin Temple? They coveted the Buddhist robes and kasayas that were considered the best in the world, their hearts overflowing with resentment, and finally ignited the fire of desire, causing the entire sect to burn itself out."

Finally, Wang Ai led Wang Bing to continue walking down the mountain, and the outline of the grandfather and grandson's private plane could be vaguely seen.

"As for the black bear spirit, it is not just a demon; it is the manifestation of greed in everyone's heart. Demons are born from the wickedness of the human heart."

"Growing greedy, the black bear spirit, who was originally inclined to do good and cultivate himself, turned into a thief who stole Buddhist robes and was eventually subdued by a restraining band."

"And the warning of the [Buddha's robe] also becomes clear: fame and fortune are like clothes; wearing precious clothes will naturally make one respected by others."

"But when one becomes obsessed with the fame and fortune praised by others, one forgets that true fame and fortune do not come from the affirmation and gifts of others, but from one's own self-cultivation. That's why the Black Bear Spirit stole the cassock, and then Sun Wukong stole it from him."

"Those who steal from others will be stolen from by others; what one cannot control will naturally attract the covetous eyes of other thieves."

Wang Bing followed Wang Ai attentively, listening to the explanations of his predecessors and expressing his own views. "In that case, wouldn't it be easy to break the deadlock?"

"Since fame and fortune are like clothes, once you've put on the Buddhist robes, why not just take them off?"

"Haha, my dear grandson, some people can't take off their Buddhist robes. They wear them not only on their bodies, but also in their hearts."

"Alright, hurry up and get on the plane. Our next stop is the South China Sea to watch the tidal bore. I went there when I was young. The roaring waves and the strong winds were truly spectacular."

Wang Ai sat down in her seat, recalling her childhood experiences, and a pure light shone in her cloudy little eyes.

"Then let's set off quickly."

Wang Bing was also captivated by Wang Ai's description, and stopped discussing the profound principles, his attention being diverted by Wang Ai like a child.

Amidst the roar of the plane, the figures of the grandfather and grandson disappeared on the horizon, continuing their journey.

"Grandpa, why don't you have a private jet to pick you up when you travel?"

At the foot of Sanyi Mountain, Lü Qian gazed at the harmonious journey of the Wang family grandfather and grandson, then turned to Lü Ci and asked, "You're both heads of four families, and you're on the same side as the Wang family patriarch, you can't possibly not even afford a private jet, can you?"

"Or is it that you've embezzled all the clan's assets and kept many mistresses and cronies outside the clan?"

If Lu Ci could tolerate the first sentence with a raised eyebrow, the second sentence, which slandered his personal character, enraged him so much that he kicked Lu Qian.

"Get lost! I may not be a paragon of virtue, but I've at least kept myself clean throughout my life. You little brats alone are enough to give me a headache."

Lu Qian stood still, his figure flashing, and in the blink of an eye, he moved to a place three steps away. He looked Lu Ci up and down a few times and said with certainty.

"Indeed, your yang energy is surging. I would believe you if I told you that your yang essence has not dissipated."

"you......"

Lu Qian calmly dodged Lu Ci's whirlwind kick, his hair perfectly in place and his steps light and agile, playing with the old man for a while.

"Alright, sir, you didn't take Master Lü Xiao with you on this trip, and you specifically left me behind. What exactly are you planning to do?"

"What's wrong? Can't I boss you around anymore, you little Lu Zu?"

"No, it's just that what you said just now was a bit troubling."

Looking at Lü Ci's still relatively robust physique, and then carefully examining him with his Qi-observation technique, Lü Ci, when he started fighting, had a long and steady breath and a complete and focused mind, and did not seem like someone who was about to die.

However, Lu Ci's words and actions on the mountain just now did indeed have the implication of entrusting his orphan to someone else. Lu Qian could understand the division of the family, but those words really left Lu Qian baffled.

Could it be that Lü Ci, who was perfectly fine, suddenly wanted to commit suicide?

Impossible. Even if the old man had killed everyone in Lüjia Village with his own hands, he would never have committed suicide.

Lu Qian shook his head, as if trying to clear that absurd thought from his mind, and waited for Lu Ci's answer.

"It's simple, I'm just tired."

With his hands behind his back, Lü Ci looked at the sun that had already risen high in the sky. The bright and dazzling sunlight made his eyes, which were usually filled with indifference and killing intent, narrow involuntarily.

"I have carried the burden of the Lü family for over eighty years, and lived for over ninety years as the head of the Lü family. Although the name Lü Ci is resounding, he actually died long ago."

"Right now, all I want is to be Lü Ci of the Lü family and walk my own path once more!"

He took a few steps forward and continued walking into the sunlight, as if adapting to the feeling of coming from darkness into light. Gradually, his movements became more and more skilled, but his swift movements still did not slow down.

It's like an old wolf that has been hunting for a long time. Even when it leaves the dark, its sharp teeth and claws are not dulled or worn down. They are just hidden, waiting to bite the enemy with whom it has a blood feud.

The murderous aura and killing skills that permeated Lü Ci's very bones, nurtured throughout his life, were ultimately something he could not relinquish.

With his back to Lü Qian, Lü Ci stepped forward, his back to the sun hanging in the southern sky, and walked northward.

"Lu Qian, accompany Grandpa to the Northeast again. I want to go and get some things back."

However, before the handsome old man could take a few steps, he suddenly slapped his forehead, as if he remembered something, and waved to Lü Qian behind him.

"By the way, I'm essentially becoming a monk with nothing this time, so you'll cover all my expenses for the journey!"