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This donghua is adapted from the novel "Zhu Xian" written by Xiao Ding
ZHU XIAN Immortal Executioner
Episode 23
May the departed rest in eternal peace.
Let their souls ascend to the heavens.
Heroic spirits of Qingyun,
Spirit Tablets return now.
Majestic Qingyun,
your valor shall echo through eternity.
Disciples,
make our Qingyun's
heroic spirits
return now.
It's...
It's Master Daoxuan.
Senior Daoxuan.
These past few days,
you've been in seclusion.
Has your condition improved?
Senior Daoxuan,
whose spirit tablet is it?
Why would Master Daoxuan place a blank spirit tablet
in the Ancestral Hall?
In the foremost spot?
This is
Elder Wan's spirit tablet.
Senior Daoxuan,
this action
violates propriety.
I implore you to reconsider.
What if
I insist on proceeding?
Is it
in this valley?
Exactly.
Patron Zhang,
come down with us.
The Blood-Striking Bead's malice has corroded your body for years.
Your life hangs by a thread.
I have a method
that might save you.
Would you
be willing to try?
Young Patron,
you've come.
Master,
is the Tianyin Temple treasure
you mentioned here?
In a moment,
you'll see it.
A faint familiarity emerges.
When Tianyin Temple's founder was still a wandering monk,
he strayed into Sumeru Mountain.
Through inherent Buddhist affinity,
he discovered a jade-smooth cliff wall.
He meditated here for three days and nights,
gradually attaining Buddhist enlightenment
and thereby comprehending our temple's
supreme art,
Brahma Wisdom.
This is
the origin of the Wordless Jade Wall.
Master,
what should I do?
This ground
is where Buddhist energy is most potent.
Sit beneath the Jade Wall in meditation.
We'll form a Vajra Ring formation
around the wall.
This may suppress the malice within you.
Then
I entrust myself to you.
With Master's kindness unrepaid
and life debts unsettled,
if my broken body can manage to endure,
why not give it a try?
Namo Amitabha.
His life has been fraught with suffering.
Junior Puzhi,
if your spirit hears me,
protect this young man.
By Dharma's cause,
wisdom manifests.
Marvelous deeds flow freely.
True perception arises.
May Buddha's Mercy
shield Junior Zhang
and guide him through this trial.
Vajra's wrathful gaze!
Immeasurable divine power!
The sea of suffering has no shore.
Turn back to find deliverance!
It's been ten years.
You sew him a new robe every year.
What's the use?
They just gather dust in his room.
Every disciple gets one.
We can't exclude Xiaofan.
Though I wonder
if the size is right.
What's wrong?
Did Senior Daoxuan berate you again
during your morning visit to Tongtian Peak?
He even scolded Shuiyue.
What am I?
Lately,
Senior Daoxuan has changed drastically.
He often flies into a rage over trivial matters.
The entire sect
is treading carefully,
fearing to provoke his foul mood.
My only concern
is that Senior Daoxuan
was corrupted by the malice of the Zhuxian Sword during the battle.
That's why...
This is no trivial matter.
Don't speak recklessly.
This matter is grave.
I won't make baseless claims.
Senior Daoxuan's cultivation reaches divine levels.
Given time,
he may gradually regain clarity
and resolve it himself.
Let's hope so.
Three days have passed,
yet Junior Zhang's final surge of malice
remains unresolved.
If it continues,
I fear Master and the others can't sustain much longer.
Fool.
You fool.
Obsessions are like abysses.
What is it that you cannot let go of?
His heart remains closed, and his inner demons persist.
Even if we suppress the Blood-Striking Bead's malice today,
we can't ensure he won't succumb again due to unresolved anguish.
If that occurs,
our efforts today would only enable future calamities.
The tribulations Patron Zhang went through
are inextricably related to our temple.
Regardless,
we cannot abandon him.
Junior,
speak no more of this.
Your reprimand is justified.
Yet whenever I recall Junior Puzhi's past state,
I cannot bear to witness this young patron
stray down that dark path.
Do you think I'm unaware of your concerns?
Otherwise,
I wouldn't have deployed the Demon-Subjugation Array
to purify him through Buddhist dharma.
Yet even beneath the Wordless Jade Wall,
his malice
seems to...
The Blood-Striking Bead's malice proves tenacious.
Suppressed for three days and nights,
it still resists.
The Blood-Striking Bead refuses to be sealed,
even at the cost of its own master's life.
This golden light...
Through millennial cycles,
stars realign,
and heaven and earth mourn.
This prophecy
manifests now?
The last time such a scene occurred
was when Qingye emerged from seclusion
and achieved perfection after overcoming heavenly tribulations.
The current phenomenon
surpasses the situation back then.
I wonder...
Look.
What is that?
It appears to be a sutra.
That familiar feeling
comes from the Wordless Jade Wall.
The waning moon hangs in the long night, clouds veiling the stars
Empty mountains, withered grass all gone
The western wind brushes sorrow across a thousand miles
Bamboo shadows ripple on emerald peaks
Pour a drifting cup, asking heaven and earth
How can one escape fate?
Even with temples grayed by hardship, I never let go
Smoke rises from the hearth of the bamboo dwelling
Where can I seek and find it?
Half a life adrift, always a traveler against the tide
All in vain
Love and hate, sorrow and joy—all are fated
Dreams return to the past
The scene remains, the people have changed—silent, I stroll the old woods
Though the tribulations have passed
The wound in the heart still will not heal
When will I return home?
Where can I seek and find it?
Half a life adrift, always a traveler against the tide
All in vain
Love and hate, sorrow and joy—all are fated
Dreams return to the past
The scene remains, the people have changed—silent, I stroll the old woods
Though the tribulations have passed
The wound in the heart still will not heal
When will I return home?
Though the tribulations have passed
The wound in the heart still will not heal
When will I
return home?
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