"Zen meditation, in order to get fate, the Buddha has no desire, crossing sentient beings, female benefactor, you are awake. A kind-eyed old monk looked at Mo Yue who walked out of the house, put down the broom in his hand, and put his hands together.

"Temple, monk?" Mo Yue frowned, why did she appear in this temple? She was obviously in the way of the old fox, and her wings were forcibly taken away, and in a haze, she heard the old fox say that she wanted to use herself, but why did she appear here? So she asked, "Why did I appear here?"

"This place is Feiquan Temple, and as for why the female benefactor appeared here, the poor monk is not clear. The old monk said with a smile.

Mo Yue was robbed of her wings at this moment, coupled with her fatigue, she asked anxiously, "How long have I fainted?"

"The female donor has been asleep for more than half a month, so I will send some fasting food and ask the female donor to wait for a while. The old monk turned and left.

"Knock Knock"

The bell in the temple rang again, and the sound of monks chanting was faintly heard in the distance, Mo Yue closed her eyes and listened carefully to the scriptures, but she only felt that her mind was much calmer.

After a while, the old monk came back with the rice, but it was some porridge and steamed buns, but he saw that Mo Yue was closing his eyes and concentrating, his expression was calm and soft, he couldn't help but smile slightly, put the rice on the table in the room, sat aside, and closed his eyes to chant.

The demon clan has always been known for being fierce and domineering, both in its character and in its exercises, it is very strong, while the Buddhists are both rigid and soft, all-encompassing, and pay attention to all kinds of laws.

Although Mo Yue is an outlier in the demon race, she does not hesitate to be violent, but she is still arrogant and domineering in her bones, but her cold appearance conceals this character, listening to the peaceful scriptures at this time, for her, although she does not know what it means, but it is a Ning Xinzhi who has never been in contact with it, and she can't help but immerse herself in it and benefit a lot.

Slowly opening her eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, Mo Yue only felt that the internal injuries she had suffered were half healed, and she couldn't help but smile at the old monk beside her: "Thank you, master." ”

The old monk also smiled and said: "Don't be polite, you can benefit from this Sutra I recited, most of it is your personal chance, and although you are a demon, but your heart is kind, and the old man is also quite pleased." ”

Mo Yue looked at the old monk with some surprise, but she didn't expect this old monk to see through her identity at a glance, so she asked, "Master, since you know that I am a demon, why do you still take me in and heal me?"

"Amitabha" the old monk said: "There is no good or evil in this time, there is no right or wrong, what about the demons? What about the demons? How about the human race? Birds and beasts, flowers, grasses, fish and insects, all living beings are equal, and there is no difference in the eyes of the old man. ”

"But I'm a demon, we do as we please, if I don't know how to repay after I recover from my injury, but instead burn this temple and kill the monks here, has the master ever thought about it?" Mo Yue didn't believe that this monk had such a mind, and she saw that this old monk must not be simple, he must be the strongest person in the temple, otherwise he would not be sent to take care of himself, so he said tentatively.

"Everything in the world has a fixed number, if it is really as the female benefactor said, after you recover from your injuries, you burned the temple and killed the monks, then it is also a fixed number, since it has been decided, but why should you worry?" the old monk smiled.

"I didn't expect the master to have such a broad mind, the little woman admires it, and I don't know what the master's position in the courtyard is?"

"Lao Qu's name is Qingyuan, but he is just an ordinary sweeping monk in Feiquan Temple. The old monk said.

"Impossible, with the master's mind and cultivation, I thought I was the presiding abbot of this temple, but I didn't expect it to be just a sweeping monk? This is unbelievable!" Mo Yue shook her head, as if she didn't believe it.

For example, when a poor monk sweeps the floor, he does not think about how to sweep away the dust on the ground, but how to sweep away the dust in his heart. The old monk explained with a smile.

"Sweep away the dust in my heart?" Mo Yue listened to the last words of the old monk and began to think carefully, but she never understood what it meant, so she asked: "I also asked the master, how can I sweep away the dust in my heart, and for me, what is the dust in my heart?"

"The dust in your heart is obsession, if you want to regain the spirit of the fox demon for that man, although it is kindness, it is also obsession, I will see you unconscious mountain gate, rescue you and take care of you wholeheartedly, hoping that you can recover, although it is kindness, it is also obsession. The old monk said.

"If everyone in the world sweeps away the dust from their hearts, as the master said, then there is still justice and kindness in this world? Everyone is indifferent, isn't it the final result of cultivation?" Mo Yue didn't know why, and she was even more confused.

"Bodhi has no tree, there is no mirror, there is nothing, where is the dust. The old monk said: "Everything in this world has cause and effect, although my Buddha said that he let go of his obsession, but he has never let go, this practice is endless, the old monk said to sweep away the dust in his heart, but to tell the donor, a qiē have gains, there is no, can not be forced, since the man should have this calamity, you don't have to blame yourself for this failure." ”

"No, I have to seek revenge on that fox demon and take back his spirit! If it doesn't work once, then twice, twice if it doesn't work, then three times!" Mo Yue frowned and said unusually firmly.

"But what if it doesn't work all the time?" the old monk asked rhetorically.

"No, I can, next time I will definitely be careful, I won't fall for that fox demon again. Mo Yue said.

"Hehe, donor, do you know who sent you to the mountain gate?" asked the old monk.

"Who is it? Isn't that the old fox?" Mo Yue said.

"Exactly. The old monk said.

"Since you know that the fox demon injured me and took my wings, master, why didn't you catch him? Mo Yue stood up very angrily, glared at the old monk and asked sharply, from the time when the old monk asked her to let go of her obsession just now, she felt strange, how did this old monk know so many details, but it turned out that he and the fox demon were in the same group.

"Don't be excited, don't be excited, although I know that fox demon, I am not in the same group, I just made a deal with him. The old monk said.

"Hmph, your mouth is full of high-sounding, but you do dirty things, you keep saying that you will sweep away the dust in your heart, but you make a deal with that fox demon, it is really shameless, how can you have the face to say that you can sweep away the dust in your heart!" Mo Yue snorted coldly.

was scolded by Mo Yue pointing at his nose, but the old monk smiled slightly, and said without anger: "Does the female benefactor know the content of my transaction with that fox demon?"

"Hmph, who knows what you've done!" Mo Yue said disdainfully.

"The fox demon asked me to take you in and heal you, while he returned the man's spirit and freed the souls of all those imprisoned in the Demon Town. The old monk said with a smile.

Mo Yue only felt a little surprised after hearing this, this fox demon was so good? She naturally didn't believe it, so she asked: "Impossible, how can that fox demon let you cure me? This must be made up by you to lie to me!"

"The monk doesn't speak, the old man doesn't dare to deceive the female donor, whether the man has recovered, the female donor will naturally know at that time, as for why the fox demon is so kind, the old man doesn't know, but there is an additional condition for this transaction. The old monk said.

"What conditions?" As soon as Mo Yue heard that there were still additional conditions, she felt a thump in her heart, and a bad premonition came to her heart.

"You have to stay in Feiquan Temple for a hundred years, and you must not leave. After speaking, the old monk closed his eyes and sang the Buddha's horn, Amitabha.

"What!" Mo Yue was shocked, she didn't expect that the old fox wanted to trap himself in this temple for a hundred years, this is simply wishful thinking, he left the demon clan just to experience the various states of life, how could he stay in this temple for a hundred years, so he said: "Why did you promise him, and why did you want to trap me for a hundred years." ”

"For the old man, the souls of hundreds of people trapped in the demon town are actually not important compared to the donor's hundred years of freedom, but if the donor is willing to exchange a hundred years of his own for the lives of a hundred people, it is a good deed. The old monk said.

"I don't know those hundreds of people, why should I trade my freedom for their lives!, and why do you make decisions for me!" Mo Yue said angrily.

"The female benefactor and the man didn't know each other, but why did she insist on retrieving the spirit for him and accidentally broke off her wings?" the old monk asked rhetorically.

"For the man was the only male in the house, and there were eight

Ten old mothers, waiting to feed the young children, her wife knelt down and begged me, how could she not help?" Mo Yue remembered that she had just left the Demon Valley, and after flying to a village, she found a woman sitting at the head of the village crying silently, so she stepped forward to ask about the cause and effect, and knew that her husband in the family was taken away by the fox demon, and it was very miserable, and the woman saw that she was flying, and she felt that she was a fairy, so she asked herself, and she saw that she was crying miserably, so she agreed.

"Since this man is so miserable, then what else is not? They all have parents, wives and children, and they are all looking forward to the reunion of the whole family, and there is no way to be saved because they have not happened to meet the benefactor?" asked the old monk.

"But, I'm not the savior, I'm not that kind, saving that man is just a whim! If I were asked to give up my own hundred years of freedom for the sake of others, I wouldn't be able to do it at all!" Mo Yue said.

"A hundred years is only for the donor, but it is just a moment, but for mortals it is a lifetime, if the donor thinks about his own momentary troubles, in exchange for the happiness of others, this is not immeasurable merit. The old monk said.

"Don't say anything about the immeasurable merits, I don't care about these things at all, master, although I am grateful to you for healing my injuries, but if you insist on trapping me for a hundred years, then I have to be sorry, don't blame me for really burning down your temple and killing the monks in this temple at that time!" Mo Yue said coldly.

"I believe that the female benefactor will not do that, if you really want to be like what you say, how can you talk to the old man here for a long time? I am afraid that the female benefactor will have done it a long time ago, the female benefactor does not know, the old man promised to trap you for a hundred years, in fact, there is another reason. The old monk said.

"Hmph, what other high-sounding reasons are there, just say it!" Mo Yue looked at the old monk and said contemptuously, at this moment, in her eyes, what the old monk said was just deceiving herself, she was willing to talk so much nonsense to him now, and she didn't kill him, it was nothing more than gratitude to him for saving herself.

"Within a hundred years, the female donor has a life and death disaster, if the female donor spends time in the temple, it can naturally be resolved, if it is in the world, it is a great disaster!" the old monk sighed.

"Hahaha, joke!!, how did you find out?" Mo Yue sneered.

The old monk sighed and said, "The wings of the female donor are broken, will she be reborn?"

After hearing this, Mo Yue couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart, this broken winged rebirth is the secret of the Demon Emperor Clan, and it is impossible for outsiders to know it, how did this old monk know?

"The old monk didn't know, but there is a flying spring in the mountain behind the Feiquan Temple, which is shaped like a mirror, and has the ability to predict the future. I didn't know what it meant until I saw the female benefactor, and the meaning of the blood flowed like a river does not refer to the blood of ordinary people, but the closest person to the donor.

"I only know that broken wings will be reborn, but I don't know the way to be reborn, and I don't know that the blood of those who need to be close to me will flow like a river. Mo Yue couldn't help frowning after hearing this, if it was really as the old monk said, the closest person in this world was only her sister Liyin, wouldn't she have to sacrifice in exchange for her broken wings and rebirth? No, she couldn't accept it, and finally she and Liyin opened their hearts to each other, and the relationship was a lot closer, and she would rather not be reborn with that broken wing, than see Liyin be hurt a little bit.

"Amitabha" the old monk recited a Buddha number and said: "The donor can rest assured, the old monk can now make the donor break his wings and be reborn, but the donor has to promise himself that he must stay in Feiquan Temple for a hundred years, eat fasting and chant Buddha every day, and must not leave." ”

"What?" Mo Yue was a little surprised, this old monk could actually regenerate his broken wings now.

"Don't donors don't believe it?" I saw the old monk smile slightly, then stood up and silently recited the Buddha's name in his mouth.

When the scriptures entered her ears, Mo Yue only felt a heat behind her, and then a pair of ice blue wings appeared again, but she didn't expect that this old monk didn't lie, and really reborn the broken wings.

"This, this?" Mo Yue was speechless with some excitement when she saw the broken wings reborn, which meant that Li Yin didn't have to be hurt.

The old monk smiled slightly, but his body began to become ethereal and blurry.

"Master, who are you?" asked Mo Yue.

"There are laws for everything, there are gains and losses, I am willing to sacrifice one of my people, in exchange for the lives of a hundred people, but also ask the female benefactor to keep her promise and promise the old man to stay in the temple for a hundred years. After saying that, the old monk's body turned into particles of dust and passed away