Ling Xuanxiao temporarily took up residence at Cold Mountain Temple.
For some reason, the abbot treated him very well, coming to his room every day to explain the scriptures to him.
"Benefactor, you have an affinity with Buddhist Dharma."
"Me?"
"Yes."
"Your Buddha is my enemy," Ling Xuanxiao suddenly said.
The abbot was not surprised upon hearing this. Instead, he smiled faintly.
"There is no true Buddha in this world."
Ling Xuanxiao looked at him in astonishment.
The abbot continued, "Buddha is all living beings, and all living beings are Buddha. The first saint of Buddhism founded the Western Teachings only because he discovered Buddha.
Therefore, whether it is the present leader of the Western Teachings who calls himself a saint, or anyone else, none of them are Buddha.
So, your enemy is not Buddha."
Ling Xuanxiao set down the scripture and frowned slightly.
The abbot said, "Benefactor, because of what happened at Shu Mountain, the hatred in your heart is too great. It will only harm you in the end."
A sharp glint suddenly flashed through Ling Xuanxiao's eyes. He stared at the other man in shock, his gaze brimming with killing intent.
The abbot pressed his palms together. "Benefactor Ling, we have met before, though you probably do not remember."
Ling Xuanxiao clenched his fists.
"Benefactor Ling, when will the cycle of vengeance upon vengeance ever end?
Do you think that after killing everyone in the world, after killing those who destroyed Shu Mountain that day, you will be happy once your great vengeance is avenged?
Will those close to you, that former home, return to your side?
Benefactor Ling, you are trapped in your own thoughts!!"
Ling Xuanxiao demanded furiously, "Am I supposed to do nothing? Let those who destroyed Shu Mountain and committed every evil under