Chapter 1381 - 753: Pixiu (Double-Length)
Pixiu.
With a form similar to a tiger, or some say a bear, the males are called Pi, the females Xiu, thus often mentioned together in ancient times.
An auspicious beast said to consume wealth from all directions, receiving the blessings of Heavenly Luck, it is rumored that it only takes in, never lets out, and the fortune and treasures it swallows are never expelled. As a dragon’s offspring, it often appears in wards and patterns on objects, holding the role of warding off evil, bringing in wealth.
A single horn is Pi, and a pair is Xiu. The Pixiu in front has a pair of horns, nestled in a lake of molten golden water, dozing with eyes tightly closed, and its long tail curled to the side.
Chen Yi, after pulling himself together from the shock, took a cold breath in.
He now understood how the stupid girl’s strong fortune had come about.
How could a Pixiu, such an auspicious beast, not have strong fortune? Even without luck, the heavens and earth would forcibly bestow it with boundless blessings. This is what’s called Heavenly Luck. And why Yin Weiyin repeatedly met misfortune when plotting against Miss Donggong, why the half-dead Si Ming in the Chu Tomb attempted to seize her body—all stems from this.
To whoever has, more will be given, so that they will have abundance.
As a result, the golden water from the vast lake piles up in Heart Lake, immeasurable and bottomless.
Chen Yi gazed at the sleeping Pixiu, its heavy eyelids tightly shut, looking utterly foolish, much like the stupid girl. One wonders if this Pixiu is indeed the true form of the stupid girl...
"Is this Donggong Ruoshu’s true form?" Chen Yi asked in a hushed tone.
"Amitabha Buddha, you could say that. To be precise, this is her dharma body, which is Alaya Consciousness." Master Linghui intoned with palms together.
"What coconut stone?"
The word was translated from Sanskrit, sounding awkward to Chen Yi. Though he’d heard it mentioned a few times by Little Fox, he never quite remembered it.
Master Linghui didn’t show any disdain, instead she spoke soothingly: "Alaya Consciousness is the seed of dharma. It is said that good causes yield good fruits, and naturally, the seed of dharma can yield Buddha Fruit, which is what you martial artists outside the sect often call Buddha Nature."
"Still don’t get it."
"..."
Master Linghui was silent for a while, seeing Chen Yi drifting closer to the sleeping Pixiu on the golden water, she hurriedly cautioned:
"Do not awaken it, benevolent one, this girl’s dharma body mustn’t wake up now!"
Chen Yi had indeed moved closer, just to observe the sleeping auspicious beast at close range, to feel the overwhelming and auspicious aura. Hearing Master Linghui’s urgent warning, he stopped, his curiosity even more piqued.
Pixiu is an auspicious beast, it receives Heavenly Luck, attracts wealth and blessings, unlike the fierce beasts like the Taotie or Chaos. If it is a beast of fortune, what harm is there in awakening it?
Moreover, upon careful consideration, the logic seemed quite contradictory. If Miss Donggong’s true form were a fierce beast, then it would make sense for Master Linghui to use Buddhist Divine Power here to set up a guard with the remnant souls of an ancient temple, as it would be suppressing demons and protecting the living beings.
But Miss Donggong’s dharma body clearly symbolizes fortune as a Pixiu. As a Buddhist yourself, you do not protect this auspicious beast, but instead, seal its Heart Lake with mist, torment its human form with the Buddhist Bone Burning Sound—what logic is there in this?
Master Linghui’s remnant soul seemed to guess Chen Yi’s doubts, her expression softened, returning to the previous calmness, she slowly explained:
"It’s quite normal for you to be puzzled, benevolent one. However, when extremes are reached, misfortune turns to fortune, though auspicious, a treasure stirs betrayal in others."
Chen Yi’s eyes flickered slightly.
Indeed, that does make sense.
Pixiu consumes the wealth of the four directions and never lets it out, it receives the universe’s fortune and never expels it—excessive indeed.
If Donggong Ruoshu’s secret as a Pixiu were exposed, those seeking to transcend boundaries, prolong life, or defy fate—the powerful cultivators and demon overlords—who wouldn’t covet her? Seize her fortune, refine her essence...
Chen Yi pondered alone, then suddenly recalled something, asking sharply: "Wasn’t she among the Crown Princess candidates during the Western Jin dynasty related to this?"
Master Linghui appeared momentarily surprised, reappraising him before responding directly and instead asked: "May I ask, what is your relation with her, benevolent one?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Yi thought inwardly. To say they were just close friends seemed understated; Master Linghui might withhold some truths. To say they were family wouldn’t stand, easily debunked. After much contemplation, he softly answered: "Jianghu acquaintances, fleeting meeting, elopement under the moonlight."
These words triggered a moment’s hesitation in Master Linghui, who then inquired, "Are you married to her?"
"Almost, we’ve had a ceremony but not consummated yet. I treasure her too much to act rashly."
There seemed no deceit in his words, and Master Linghui couldn’t detect any falsehood. After much consideration, she gazed at this man who dared venture into Ruoshu Xinhu, eventually confided:
"Amitabha, you guessed correctly, benevolent one. This girl was indeed reborn from a Pixiu. At first, it was not apparent, just an ordinary girl, but as she aged, the auspicious beast’s origins became increasingly undeniable. Her abundant fortune manifested so overwhelmingly that it could no longer be ignored."
She paused, her tone laced with a trace of resignation and heaviness:
"Back then, I didn’t chance upon the Chen Family, but was specifically invited by the Western Jin’s Chen clan. Drawing on the faint ties from our ancestors, they brought me to them despite my own nearing the end of my life."
"For what purpose?" Chen Yi pressed.
"It was to use my last bit of Buddhist cultivation, combined with the Chen Family’s secret techniques, to forcibly seal this child’s awakening Pixiu dharma body deep within this Heart Lake, shrouding it with mist to isolate any divine scrutiny. Meanwhile, the Chen Family enlisted that Broken Swordsman to teach her an unparalleled Murder Sword."