Lingyin Temple in Hangzhou is a great temple that has been inherited for thousands of years, and has a very special status in Buddhism, and the Jigong monk in folklore is from this temple, and for thousands of years, it has been the peak of incense.

It is precisely because of the millennium that Lingyin Temple has always maintained its unique status and strong strength, and each generation has top masters sitting in the array.

And this generation of the top master name Mingwu, is the ancestor of the temple monks, Mingwu monks have been ignoring mundane things for many years, dedicated to practice, so Mingwu monks even let people hide their names, even Lingyin Temple many people may not know that there is such a person as him, met and thought it was just an ordinary old monk.

Mingwu monk needs to be cultivated, and Lingyin Temple, like the rest of the temples of Mingchuan Mountain, has long been a famous local tourist attraction, and there is an endless stream of tourists, so Mingwu monk only lives in the side hall at the corner of Lingyin Temple.

This night, the monk Mingwu was doing the evening class as usual, holding the Buddhist beads to chant, but halfway through the recitation, the Buddhist beads that had followed him for many years suddenly broke the rope, and the Buddha beads fell to the ground ticking.

This incident made the Mingwu monk open his eyes, he had a feeling of illness in his heart, and there was a haze in his heart, the Mingwu monk was proficient in Zhou Yi, pinched his fingers, and suddenly sensed a sense of crisis.

"My robbery has arrived"

Monk Mingwu sighed, his face was still bland, put away the Buddha beads one by one, and then continued to meditate cross-legged.

After I don't know how long, the Mingwu monk sensed that someone was approaching, and immediately opened his eyes and said, "Since the distinguished guest has arrived, why don't you come out and see it?"

As soon as Monk Mingwu's words fell, the candle flame in the room swayed, and it seemed to be much dimmer, and a figure appeared in front of Monk Mingwu.

"Monk Mingwu, do you remember me?"

"Why don't you remember, Senior Brother Zheng Xuan"

Monk Mingwu replied, this answer made Zheng Xuan smile, but his eyes were still sharp.

Speaking of which, he and the monk Mingwu still have a lot of origins, when he graduated from college did not go to work, but began a journey to find immortals, at the beginning of the visit to the major temples that have just become popular, including Lingyin Temple.

After he came to Lingyin Temple, he also received a better reception at the beginning, he had extraordinary understanding, and the head of the year intended to lead him to get started and accept him as a disciple, but it was the Mingwu monk who found that Zheng Xuan had different aspirations in the process of communicating with Zheng Xuan, so he explained to the head of the year that the trip to the Lingyin Temple of Mingwu was deflated, and he could only go elsewhere.

Many years later, Zheng Xuan was already known as the Red Devil, and after being wanted by six places, the monk Mingwu also participated in the encirclement and suppression of Zheng Xuan, and once killed a disciple who was highly valued by Zheng Xuan, and the two formed an indissoluble feud.

"It's good if you remember me, it's been eleven years, and it's time for my futile revenge"

Zheng Xuan's smile became brighter and brighter, but the flame of hatred in his heart burned to the extreme, when he accepted a disciple with excellent talent, the cultivation talent is high, rare in the world, in just a few years, the cultivation is in the hall, Zheng Xuan has high hopes, he feels that this disciple is better than the right-hand man who created a new world at that time, but before he grew up as a disciple, because of the leakage of the news, he was besieged in six places, or the monk Mingwu was killed by his own hands, which made Zheng Xuan extremely regretful.

"Since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, junior brother Zheng Xuan, turning back is the shore"

"You've said this nonsense dozens of times, do you believe it?"

"Why Don't You Believe"

"Okay, today we will come to conclude this period of cause and effect, either you cross me and become a Buddha, or I will turn you into a demon"

"Good"

Monk Mingwu agreed very simply, he was already prepared in his heart, not to mention that he had already put life and death out of the way.

Seeing that the Mingwu monk agreed, Zheng Xuan didn't say a word, and countless red tides came behind him like blood and water, surrounding the Mingwu monk, and those red tides were pervasive and began to invade the Mingwu monk's body.

"Amitabha"

The enlightened monk recited a Buddha name, and his body was full of golden light, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a golden Buddha, blocking all those red tides.

However, Zheng Xuan is not in a hurry, a top master is not so easy to kill, they have already chosen the most direct means, if it is an ordinary fighting method, then I don't know how big the movement will be.

The red tide is like water, the golden Buddha is like a stone, the water rushes to the reef, and the reef blocks the water, the two of them are so competitive, but this is only the most superficial struggle, and the struggle in the secret has already become fierce.

This time they are fighting for their lives, naturally it is not simple, the red tide is Zheng Xuan's origin demonic energy, containing countless negative breaths, if it is an ordinary person, it will not take three seconds to be demonized, become a walking corpse-like existence, and even the divine soul will be wiped out.

The Golden Buddha is the manifestation of the lifelong cultivation of the enlightened monk, which contains the supreme Buddhism of Buddhism, and it is enough to make the poor and evil people change their evil and return to the right.

At this time, Zheng Xuan took the initiative to attack, although the red tide was resisted outside the Golden Buddha, but those negative breaths penetrated into the psychology of enlightenment, impacting the mind of enlightenment over and over again, once the Buddha's heart of enlightenment was shaken, then the Golden Buddha would collapse, and the life of the enlightened monk would also be harvested.

"What is a Buddha and what is a Demon, who defines this?"

"The Buddhist scriptures say that the cycle of cause and effect, then what is the cause, what is the effect, and all kinds of sufferings in this life, if they are all causes of past lives, then this life and the past life are ······."

"An incident of helping the elderly was blackmailed, so that countless people and the elderly fell and no one dared to help them, and even many old people paid the price of their lives, so where is the cause of these old people, why do they have to suffer this kind of bitter fruit·····

Zheng Xuan conveys his negative values through the red tide, and the traditional negative atmosphere cannot be such a thing as wealth and power, but Zheng Xuan knows very well that for people who have achieved cultivation, these are fleeting clouds and really have no effect, but anyone who has a firm heart and a firm heart will be unmoved, not to mention the enlightenment that has reached the level of a top master.

So the negative breath conveyed by Zheng Xuan is the guidance of values, isn't the Buddha going to lead people upward, isn't the Buddha omnipotent, so you can explain and explain these social problems, is it that people who have these social problems can solve the problem as long as they are dedicated to the Buddha, if they can't solve it, does it mean that the Buddha does not exist, or is not omnipotent.

There are many social problems similar to this kind of philosophy that cannot be solved, no matter how you answer, there will be countless pits waiting for you, and if you don't answer, you can't do it, but now you are fighting the Fa, it's not that you don't answer, those negative breaths are constantly amplified in the mind of enlightenment, and sooner or later his Buddha heart will collapse.

Mingwu only knew at this time that he had been fooled, if he gave up this way of fighting, he still had a five-point chance of winning, but now, it was difficult for him to protect himself.

As time passed, the golden light of the Golden Buddha on Mingwu's body began to dim, because he couldn't answer Zheng Xuan's questions, those questions were not something he could solve, many of them were unanswerable questions, as long as there was a question that could not be answered, then there would be a crack in his Buddha heart, and the more cracks, the more dangerous his situation became.

"Zheng Xuan, I underestimated you"

"So, are you ready to join me?"

"Amitabha, the Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell"

Monk Mingwu shook his head, glanced at the familiar things around him nostalgically, and when he looked at Zheng Xuan again, his eyes were full of determination.

"Old monk, what do you want to do?"

Zheng Xuan suddenly felt bad, shouted angrily, the red tide quickly returned, covering his whole body, making a defensive gesture, and the enlightened monk just smiled brightly, and then the golden Buddha on his body burst out with bright light, and then the golden Buddha exploded, and in the exploded golden light, a smaller golden Buddha broke through the barrier of the red tide and drilled into Zheng Xuan's body.

"Ahh

Zheng Xuan roared in pain, he felt the pain, as if he had been transferred into an oil pot, forcing him to take all the red tides into his body to suppress the Golden Buddha in his body.

I don't know how long it took for Zheng Xuan to stabilize the condition in his body, at this time he was already drenched in cold sweat, very tired, and he couldn't wait to find a bed and lie down to rest immediately.

"Ancestor, ancestor..."

Suddenly, a monk's voice came from outside the door, and Zheng Xuan realized that it was already dawn, and he didn't know if it was a night or a few days.

Zheng Xuan glanced back at Monk Mingwu, who was sitting on the futon, his face flushed, but he was no longer alive, he died, not killed by Zheng Xuan, but committed suicide.

Monk Mingwu knew that he was not Zheng Xuan's opponent, and he fell for him, and it would be a dead word to fight, so Monk Mingwu committed suicide very decisively, of course, it can also be said that he wanted to pull Zheng Xuan to the end, because Mingwu had condensed his lifelong cultivation into a Buddha will and rushed into Zheng Xuan's body.

With the containment of this Buddha's will, Zheng Xuan has no way to do it with people at all, once he does it, his Buddha's will can kill Zheng Xuan, it can be said that now as long as Zheng Xuan is found in six places, Zheng Xuan can be easily killed.

This situation will last for a long time, and it will not end until Zheng Xuan wears out this Buddha will, but as a top master, how tenacious the Buddha's heart is, how can the Buddha's will be worn out in a short time.

Zheng Xuan looked at Mingwu hatefully, raised his hand and wanted to destroy Mingwu's body, but in the end he still didn't do it, doing so was a manifestation of incompetence and rage, and he was not so low.

Zheng Xuan flashed out of the side hall and quickly left the Lingyin Temple, and the little monk outside the door shouted a few times, seeing that the monk Mingwu did not answer, he gently pushed the door open.

"Shizu, Shizu"

The little monk walked to Mingwu's side and asked a few times, seeing that Mingwu still didn't answer, he suddenly felt bad in his heart, stretched out his hand and probed Mingwu's nose for a while, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"Oh no, Master, Senior Brother, Master is passing away"

The little monk ran out of the side hall and immediately shouted, and soon, the great monks of Lingyin Temple were all alarmed.