bookcurios Chapter 155 9 Dragon Island 4 Saints
Chapter 155 9 Dragon Island 4 Saints
On the top of Jiulong Island, clouds and mist linger like a veil, and cranes dance gracefully in the air, their singing sounds clear and melodious, like the sounds of nature.
At this time, Shen Gongbao was sitting upright on a cushion. In front of him were four monks with strange looks and wearing Taoist robes.
These four people are none other than the Four Saints of Kowloon Island - Wang Mo, Yang Sen, Gao Youqian and Li Xingba.
Wang Mo, wearing a Yizi Xiaoyao scarf and a water-repellent suit, has a face like a full moon and his eyes sparkle with wisdom.
Seeing Shen Gongbao's solemn expression, he took the lead in breaking the silence and asked:
"Brother Gongbao, I feel like you seem to be worried. What is it that's worrying you?"
Upon hearing this, Shen Gongbao sighed softly and said slowly:
"Four Taoist brothers, I came here today to tell you something. I have decided to leave Kunlun Mountain and cut off all ties with the Chan Sect."
After these words were spoken, Wang Mo and the other four looked at each other, obviously shocked by Shen Gongbao's decision.
Wang Mo frowned and asked doubtfully:
"Brother Gongbao, why did you suddenly make such a decision? The Chan Sect is a saintly sect, and you have become a disciple of the Jade Purity Saint, so your path of cultivation should be smooth and unobstructed."
Upon hearing this, Shen Gongbao lowered his eyelids slightly and took a deep breath, as if trying to calm his inner emotions.
He slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with complex light, and his voice was filled with bitterness and helplessness:
"Brother Wang, you are right. The Chan Sect is indeed a saintly sect, and the Jade Purity Saint is even more profound in his Taoism and is worthy of respect."
He paused and continued:
"However, the disciples of the Chan Sect are all arrogant and look down on me because I am a black panther. Every time they see me, they speak ill of me, saying that I am 'born from an egg, covered with fur and horns'."
Shen Gongbao's voice gradually became heavy. He recalled his days in the Chan sect. He could still vividly remember the scenes of being ridiculed, excluded and isolated by his fellow disciples.
He smiled bitterly and continued:
"No matter how hard I try or how humble I am, my fellow brothers always regard me as an alien, and they are prejudiced against me, look down on me, and disdain me."
"I feel so depressed in this environment that I can't stay here any longer. Although I don't want to fight with others, I don't want to be humiliated like this either."
As soon as the words fell, a feeling of indignation rose in the hearts of the people.
Wang Mo took a step forward, patted Shen Gongbao on the shoulder, and said in a deep voice:
"Brother Gongbao, I support your decision. I already know that the Chan Sect attaches great importance to the disciples' background and fortune. They disdain people like us."
"Furthermore, those disciples of the Chan Sect are arrogant and self-proclaimed as the leaders of the righteous path in the world, but in fact they are narrow-minded and cannot tolerate the slightest dissenting voice."
Yang Sen also echoed:
"Yes, I have also heard that there are many arrogant and disrespectful disciples among the Chan Sect."
"They think highly of themselves and treat us with disdain, as if we are not even qualified to talk to them."
Gao Youqian snorted coldly and said:
"Humph, those disciples of the Chan Sect may appear to be righteous on the surface, but in reality they are extremely hypocritical."
"They keep saying they want to save all sentient beings, but in reality they only care about their own cultivation. How can they care about the lives of the people in the world?"
Li Xingba couldn't help but complain:
"That's right. There is even more intrigue within the Chan Sect. In order to compete for resources and status, they don't hesitate to kill each other. It's right for Brother Gongbao to leave such a sect."
Shen Gongbao slowly turned around and faced the four indignant Taoist brothers, and a warm feeling rose in his heart.
He nodded slightly, with a hint of bitterness in his voice:
"You brothers are right. Since I joined the Chan Sect, although I seem to be doing well on the surface, the pain in my heart is beyond words."
Shen Gongbao took a deep breath, as if to expel the depression in his chest. He continued:
"My fellow Taoists may not know that before I came here, I was blamed by the Southern Pole Immortal."
"The reason turned out to be that I picked some ordinary spiritual roots and herbs in the back mountain of Kunlun Mountain."
There was a hint of helplessness and sadness in his words.
Shen Gongbao paused for a moment, as if recalling the scene at that time, and then continued:
"Because of this action of mine, the Immortal of the South Pole criticized me directly and sharply, saying that I was 'born from an egg, covered with fur and horns, with a short-sighted vision and a wild nature that is difficult to tame.'"
"What is even more difficult for me to accept is that before leaving, Nanji Xianweng bluntly said, 'I cannot destroy every flower, grass or tree on Kunlun Mountain.'"
"I picked those spiritual roots and herbs only for cultivation. How could I have ever had the slightest intention of wasting them?"
Shen Gongbao's voice gradually became excited.
As Wang Mo and the other four listened to Shen Gongbao's story, the anger in their hearts grew stronger.
Wang Mo stood up first, his face full of dissatisfaction and anger.
He strode up to Shen Gongbao, held his shoulders tightly with both hands, and said in a deep voice:
"Brother Gongbao, please don't be sad about this anymore. We all know how much effort and sweat you have put in to join the Chan Sect."
"However, it is outrageous that the disciples of the Chan Sect treat you like this!
Yang Sen followed closely behind, his eyes flashing with determination:
"What Nanji Xianweng said is simply an insult to Brother Dao! As a member of the Chan Sect, you picked spiritual roots and herbs for cultivation. What's wrong with that? How can he blame you so rashly?"
Gao Youqian also stood up, with a hint of excitement in his voice:
"Although the four of us are not brothers by blood, we are better than brothers by blood. Brother Gongbao, the grievances you have suffered are our grievances! We will stand by you and seek justice for you!"
Li Xingba nodded, with a determined expression on his face:
"That's right, Brother Gongbao, you don't need to care about what Nanji Xianweng said. Even if you leave Kunlun Mountain, you still have us. Jiulong Island is your home."
After Shen Gongbao heard the words of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island, a warm feeling surged in his heart and the haze in his eyes gradually dissipated.
He took a deep breath, as if to turn all his grievances and anger into motivation to move forward.
Shen Gongbao bowed to the four people and expressed his gratitude:
"Thank you four brothers for your support!"
Seeing this, Wang Mo and others stood up and helped Shen Gongbao up.
"Brother Gongbao, we are all family, why should we be so polite?"
Wang Mo smiled and said, "Your business is our business. We will always support any decision you make."
Yang Sen also nodded and added:
"Yes, Brother Gongbao. The four of us will always be your solid backing."
Gao Youqian and Li Xingba also expressed their support, and their words made Shen Gongbao feel unprecedented power.
While Shen Gongbao and others were discussing, on the outskirts of Jiulong Island.
A white light flashed, and when a figure appeared, it was Luoshu who came from Yufu Mountain.
Yufu Mountain and Jiulong Island are both on the coast of the East China Sea, not far from each other.
In less than half a day, Luo Shu arrived above Jiulong Island.
Luoshu stands in the air like a white crane, with his clothes fluttering in the wind, as if he has merged into one with the heaven and earth.
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the fairy air that permeated Kowloon Island, feeling the unique scent contained in every inch of land and every breeze here.
When he reopened his eyes, his gaze was as sharp as a torch, scanning the mountains below.
Soon, his sight fixed on the top of a fairy mountain, where five auras were fluctuating.
Luo Shu smiled slightly, and understood in his heart.
If I’m not mistaken, these five auras should be the Four Saints of Jiulong Island and Shen Gongbao.
Then, Luo Shu moved and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the top of the fairy mountain.