Zen Master Hongyan looked at Wu Ming and then Fangzheng who was crossing the river. A look of realization flashed in his eyes. When he looked at Wu Ming again, his eyes were filled with disappointment. Zen Master Hongyan stopped Wu Xin, who was trying to mediate, from saying anything. He led Wu Xin down the mountain. On the way down Zen Master Hongyan sighed, "This a result of cause and effect and recompense is required. It appears Wu Ming will have to leave Buddhism soon…"
Wu Xin could not help but say, "Master, Wu Ming isn't a bad person."
"If his mind is twisted, how is he to attain Buddhahood? This Penniless Monk has tried to redeem him all these years but all that was redeemed was his body not his mind. Sigh…" Zen Master Hongyan shook his head. The situation seemed to have added several years to his age, the wrinkles on his face deepened. Wu Xin frowned and sighed as he glanced at his master.
