My Legend Still Exists in the Cultivation World

more his mind was affected, the stronger the dream monster.

“Regardless of whether we’re cultivating Dao or Buddhism, we’re fighting against the heavens.
Once we’re careless, we can easily go astray.
Only a person with a truly determined heart can embark on the Great Path.
Jing Wu, think about what Hui Yuan died for.
Don’t you realize it yet?”

Kong Miao’s words fell into Jing Wu's ears.
He looked around blankly, unable to see everyone’s faces clearly.

He always thought that Hui Yuan died because of Qi Deviation.
He did not expect that Hui Yuan was killed by his inner demon.

If he could not accept the fact, how could he realize anything?

In his trance, Jing Wu heard someone calling him ‘Shifu’.
The voice was very soft, very foreign, but it was a little bit of light in his blurred vision.

The spot of light got bigger and bigger, compelling him to step forward instinctively.

As soon as he stepped into the light, Jing Wu saw a baby lying beside the mountain road.
The thin arms struggled weakly in the swaddle and even the crying was faint and almost absent.
He cautiously approached and hugged the baby in his arms.
The baby immediately stopped crying and his youthful appearance reflected in his black and white eyes.

He brought the baby back to Three Realm Temple and gave him the name ‘Hui Yuan’.

Hui Yuan grew up year after year, and the chubby little monk was so lovable that everyone in the temple adored him.
But Hui Yuan only liked to stick to him, calling him ‘Shifu’ all the time.

“Shifu, Hui Yuan found an injured rabbit today.
Can Shifu heal it?”

“Shifu, I made a mistake.
I released the snapping turtle into the pond and it killed the fish raised by Master Jing Xin…”

“Shifu, I met Master Kong Miao today and he praised me! Do you think I can become a Buddha one day?”

“Shifu, I can guide the Qi in my body at last! I can finally feel the Buddha’s power!”

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Hui Yuan's joyful smile slowly dissipated like ripples, and the scene in front of him suddenly turned into a vast hall.

“Shifu, come in.” Outside the hall, Hui Yuan beckoned to him.

No, he can’t!

Jing Wu looked at the dark palace gate and felt a sense of foreboding.

“Shifu, come in quickly,” Hui Yuan urged.

Jing Wu wanted to take Hui Yuan away but his steps moved towards the hall uncontrollably.

Finally, he arrived at the entrance of the hall.

The hall was very dark, the Buddha statue at the front hidden in the shadows, the smile on the lips held a trace of evil.

Jing Wu saw someone sitting in front of the Buddha statue, the back facing him, with a spiritual energy suppressing rope tied around the body.
A youthful-looking Hui Yuan knelt aside with tears in his eyes and said to that person, “Shifu, don’t blame me.
Once I purify the dream monster, I’ll release the binds.”

Hui Yuan kowtowed heavily and sat upright, chanting scriptures in his mouth.

One by one, the magic runes came out of his mouth and penetrated the body of the bounded person.
The latter wailed in pain, fell to the ground, and rolled over, shouting, “Stop it! Hui Yuan, how dare you kill your teacher?!”

“Stop it! Stop it at once!”

Hui Yuan looked sorrowful but the chants continued.

After a long time, the bounded person suddenly screamed and then fell silent abruptly.

“Shifu?” Hui Yuan called cautiously.

There was no answer in the quiet hall.

“Shifu? You… are you alright?”

There was a hint of panic in Hui Yuan's tone.
He approached the person on his knees and turned him over.

Outside the door, Jing Wu stared with widened eyes—he saw his own face!

That’s right, Hui Yuan had been calling that person ‘Shifu’! But he had been standing here all the time, right?

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His lips twitched slightly as he tried to remind Hui Yuan but he couldn’t make a sound.
His body had also been sealed and he couldn’t move.

The other ‘Jing Wu’ appeared to be lying on the ground, face pale with no breathing movements on his chest.

“Shifu…”

Hui Yuan stretched out his hand and tried to probe for a pulse.

Suddenly, he withdrew his hand quickly and sat down in a heap abruptly.
His eyes filled with panic and cold sweat fell from his face.

The next moment, Hui Yuan quickly got up, turned around, and rushed out of the hall!

“Yes! Come out! Get away from him!”

Jing Wu roared hysterically in his mind, but it was a pity Hui Yuan could not hear him at all, and his footsteps even stopped.

Hui Yuan stood on the spot for a while with hesitation in his eyes.
Finally, he turned back and squatted beside ‘Jing Wu’.
It seemed as if he was going to untie the spiritual energy suppressing ropes.

Almost instantaneously, Jing Wu guessed Hui Yuan’s thoughts—the disciple noticed that the master’s situation was unfavorable and wanted to lend a helping hand, but at the same time, he was also worried the others would find out that his master had developed an inner demon.
Therefore, he was going to remove the ropes in the pretense that his master had simply lost consciousness… or was suddenly not breathing.

“Don’t untie the ropes! It’s dangerous!!!”

However, Jing Wu’s silent cry was in vain.
He watched helplessly as the rope fell to one side.
The ‘Jing Wu’ who was lying on the ground startled violently and a red light was about to penetrate Hui Yuan’s body!

Jing Wu knew inexplicably that the red light would shred Hui Yuan’s internal meridians into pieces and create the illusion that he had suffered from Qi Deviation!

“Run quickly!”

Jing Wu roared but he still could not produce a sound, and then, everything was too late.

Hui Yuan’s disbelieving eyes gradually enlarged in Jing Wu’s vision, and black-and-white orbs were still as distinct as they were at first sight.

He saw blood oozing from the surface of Hui Yuan’s skin and the monk’s robe was quickly drenched.
He heard Hui Yuan’s dying breath, “Shifu…”

“He’s not your Shifu! He’s a monster!!!”

Jing Wu only felt a heart-wrenching pain as his head buzzed like ten thousand landmines exploded at once, splitting his soul into pieces.

“Argh!!!”

Jing Wu roared wildly.
He felt his blood boiling all over his body and the sounds of his bones cracking in his ears.
With a wave of his arms, he broke free of the imprisonment abruptly, and launched a palm-strike at his other self!