Gray Moon smiled slightly, and the two long white eyebrows moved slightly with the smile on his face, and the treasure was solemn.

In fact, he was a true attained monk.

He has been practicing Buddhism for more than 70 years, and after becoming a monk at White Horse Temple in Thailand, he recited sutras and worshiped the Buddha all day long, and rang the bell and beads from time to time. The Buddhist scriptures in the temple were broken by him, and every scripture book could be memorized backwards.

After sitting for thirty years, Gray Moon still did not get the enlightenment he wanted, so he walked out of the White Horse Temple and began to go to Lengyan Temple, where he stayed in the name of a traveling monk. The dignified elder of the White Horse Temple, the famous Luang Po Qian in Thailand, is doing the rough and dirty work of the lowest novices such as cleaning, repairing, laundry, and cooking in Lengyan Temple.

In the past thirty years, Gray Moon has read all the scriptures and classics of Lengyan Temple in the interval of work. That night, he had a long talk, solemnly put down the last scripture in his hand, and then straightened the gray tattered robe on his body, and kept his back upright.

He walked out of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and there was a bright moon in the sky that illuminated the heavens and the earth, and behind him was an angry-eyed King Kong. And in front, there is the old abbot of Lengyan Temple, Long Po Benyi.

As soon as he said, "I have observed you for five years since you came five years ago. If you have realized something today, you should have been a bodhisattva with low eyebrows. However, when he walked out of the Scripture Pavilion, he was like King Kong with angry eyes, why?"

Because not only did I not realize it, but I became more and more confused. Gray Moon sighed.

"There is an old saying in Huaxia that a Confucian gentleman said, it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read ten thousand books. Since you can't become enlightened by sitting still, why don't you look elsewhere? If you can't become enlightened in the Hinayana teachings, then go to Mahayana. If you are at a loss for the teachings of Mahayanaism, then go to Lamaism. In the end, if it doesn't work, then practice the Idealism Sect, the Fuji Sect, and the True Self Sect. ”

The old Long Po Benyi, who seemed to be dying at any time, sat cross-legged under the moon, with swarthy black shriveled skin, but it was as bright as light.

Gray Moon sat down in front of Long Po Benyi, neither humble nor arrogant, not arrogant or impatient, and smiled slightly.

In the face of Luang Po Bunyi, who everyone in Thailand reveres as a god, his behavior can be called rude and disrespectful. But Long Po Benyi didn't think that Gray Moon was disrespectful to him at all, on the contrary, he was very, very honored, honored that he could be so valued by the other party and willing to be equal to himself.

Gray Moon, who has lived for an unknown number of years, has a powerful power that is unimaginable to the world, but it also has a blankness that ordinary people can never imagine.

Gray Moon suddenly asked, "Little monk, let me ask you, is it strong or wise?"

If it is powerful, why would the witch clan, the king of all races, be defeated by a group of weak bugs?

Is it because the witch clan is not strong enough? But when the ancestral witches stomp their feet, they will tremble the heavens and the earth, and when they exhale, even the heavens and the earth will change color, is this kind of power not enough?

If wisdom is strong, why does he only see that a big fist is the last word after watching this world for thousands of years? Let you have a thousand clever schemes and thousands of conspiracies, under the impact of thousands of troops, it will be easily annihilated like a blister.

Oh, now there is no need for a thousand troops, one missile can easily solve almost all problems.

Long Po Benyi, who has not been called a little monk for many, many years, suddenly smiled when she heard this, pointed to the gray moon and said, "It's you, sure enough, it's you, I know it must be you." ”

It turned out that many, many years ago, Gray Moon had seen the dragon woman Benichi who was still a little novice. At that time, Gray Moon pointed at him and asked, "Little monk, let me ask you, is it strong or wise?"

Gray Moon smiled and said, "What if it's me?" Little monk, after a hundred years, do you have an answer to the question I asked you at the beginning?"

Long Po shook her head and sighed: "After thinking about it for a hundred years and realizing it for a hundred years, I didn't know until recently that wisdom is power!

Hearing this, Gray Moon was like five thunderbolts, her face was dull, and she didn't respond for a long time.

All that came to his mind was the words of Long Po Benyi: Wisdom is power, and wisdom is power......

How can the same strength be compared, and if it can be distinguished?

At that moment, Gray Moon, who had been cultivating Buddha for more than 70 years, suddenly realized that she suddenly understood the true meaning of the problem.

The power is absolute, yet diverse. It is not only the body that is strong is called strength, but the strength of the mind is also a kind of strength, and it is not inferior to the strength of the body.

The Wu clan occupies the powerful power of the body, while the monk occupies the powerful power of the mind, and the earth-shattering collision of the two forces broke out into a war of nearly 10,000 years of Hundred Clans to destroy the witches.

The final defeat of the Wu clan was not because the body was strong and lost to the strong mind, nor was it because the Wu clan was inferior to the monks. The real reason for the defeat of the Wu clan from beginning to end is that they are outnumbered.

From beginning to end, the Wu clan has always been alone.

On the other side of the Wu Clan, there are Heavenly Dao, monks, the Six Dao people, and countless races in the cultivation world who have been oppressed and humiliated by the Wu Clan.

"I see!"

Gray Moon raised her face, and her clear childlike eyes were full of tears. He looked at the old monk in front of him who looked decades older than him, and said gently: "Little monk, thank you, you enlightened me." ”

Long Po Ben laughed, but there was indescribable pride in her hoarse laughter: "Master, are you going to kill me?"

Gray Moon is the master of Long Po Benyi, and has been the master of Long Po Benyi for more than 30 years. Although Gray Moon's face was completely different, Long Po Benyi still recognized him at a glance.

Gray Moon nodded, acknowledging her identity.

He looked at Long Po Benyi and said kindly: "No one is qualified to decide the fate of others, and neither can I. But I can send you to Western Elysium, would you like to go?"

Long Po touched her bare head and laughed: "After living for so long, if there is really a Western Elysium, it doesn't hurt to go and see it." ”

Gray Moon clasped her hands together, and Long Po Benyi also hurriedly clasped her hands together and saluted each other.

That night, Thailand's most famous living Buddha, Luang Po Bunyi, passed away on the chanting platform of Lengyan Temple.

At that time, the full moon in the sky was like a silver platter, and the moon was sprinkled all over the earth.

……

Gray Moon looked at Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng in front of him, who were at the age of their prime. But for some reason, he remembered the old monk who begged for death with a smile in front of him many years ago.

Ay!

Gray Moon sighed silently in his heart, he actually didn't want to kill Long Po Benyi, or he never went out of his way to check Long Po Benyi's identity.

Because Gray Moon didn't need to be checked, when he saw the nine-year-old Long Po Benyi, he knew that Long Po Benyi's true identity was a monk.

A monk soul from another world coincidentally occupied the body of the little monk, and then appeared in front of him.

Maybe the monks are all like this, although they have different appearances, different personalities, and different temperaments. However, they are all the same in their prime, as if the whole world and the entire universe are held in the palm of their hands.

The smile on Gray Yue's face became more and more sincere, and she looked at Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng's gaze, as if she was looking at the little monk who had grown up in front of her knees.

It's a pity......

The little monk will grow up one day and become an old monk, a very old and verbose monk.

Obviously I don't want to kill him, but I want to block the way. If you get in the way, you can block the way, but you have to tell his true identity, so that Gray Moon can't pretend if she wants to, so she has to kill the old monk herself.

"Do you know what the name of our organization means?"

Gray Moon put away the emotion in her heart and asked leisurely.

Qiu Changsheng said coldly: "December, it probably means twelve people. ”

Gray Moon smiled but did not speak.

Liu Xi glanced at Qiu Changsheng, and pretended to think hard and said, "Does it mean that twelve people represent twelve different powers?"

Qiu Changsheng muttered unconvinced, "Aren't you talking about the same as me?"

Liu Xi ignored him and only looked at Gray Moon.

Gray Moon's two long white eyebrows were windless, the rosary in his hand turned slightly, and he smiled: "Both of you are right, but they are not entirely right. ”

"Legend has it that there was a wonderful world where there were twelve moons and twelve colors. There are nine colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, gold, and silver, as well as three colors: black, white, and gray. Gray Moon said faintly.

Liu Xi smiled and said, "What about the elder telling us stories? We are not children anymore, do you have a car that does not go to kindergarten?"

Qiu Changsheng also said: "That is, if the elder really likes Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, I can help you find a few children to come over, and make sure they like to listen to it, maybe they will applaud." ”

Liu Xi glanced at him and said angrily: "Don't be rude to the elders." ”

After speaking, she smiled apologetically at Gray Moon again, and said apologetically: "Elder, please don't be angry, he is the one who has an upright temper and doesn't know how to be false and wronged, and he can't change it." ”

Gray Moon was silent when he listened.

What does it mean that he is that upright temper? He doesn't know how to be false and wrong? Does it mean that what he says is actually right, but he doesn't know how to be tactful?

Gray Moon is worthy of being a high-ranking monk, and being so squeezed by Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng, she is still not angry, and her face has not changed at all.

"Twelve moons are nothing, and ten suns. He smiled and continued.

Liu Xi lowered her eyes, and a smile welled up on her face that made people feel gentle and amiable at first glance.

Qiu Changsheng picked up the cup of tea on the coffee table, which had already been cold, put the tip of his nose lightly, sniffed slightly, and showed a look of intoxication on his face.

If there were monks in the cultivation world who were familiar with the two of them, they could roughly see the nervousness of Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng.

Otherwise, one will not lower its eyes to reveal a gentle and amiable smile. The other will not pretend to be intoxicated, as if immersed in the fragrance of tea and cannot extricate himself.

This is the usual technique used by the two of them, to temporarily hide their inner emotions, and at the same time quickly turn their brains to think of solutions.

Twelve moons, ten suns......

It was a strange landscape in the primeval period, when the Wu clan dominated the world of cultivation, and it has been more than two million years now.

Wind hair, as if the whole world and the whole universe were held in the palm of their hands.

The smile on Gray Yue's face became more and more sincere, and she looked at Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng's gaze, as if she was looking at the little monk who had grown up in front of her knees.

It's a pity......

The little monk will grow up one day and become an old monk, a very old and verbose monk.

Obviously I don't want to kill him, but I want to block the way. If you get in the way, you can block the way, but you have to tell his true identity, so that Gray Moon can't pretend if she wants to, so she has to kill the old monk herself.

"Do you know what the name of our organization means?"

Gray Moon put away the emotion in her heart and asked leisurely.

Qiu Changsheng said coldly: "December, it probably means twelve people. ”

Gray Moon smiled but did not speak.

Liu Xi glanced at Qiu Changsheng, and pretended to think hard and said, "Does it mean that twelve people represent twelve different powers?"

Qiu Changsheng muttered unconvinced, "Aren't you talking about the same as me?"

Liu Xi ignored him and only looked at Gray Moon.

Gray Moon's two long white eyebrows were windless, the rosary in his hand turned slightly, and he smiled: "Both of you are right, but they are not entirely right. ”

"Legend has it that there was a wonderful world where there were twelve moons and twelve colors. There are nine colors: red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, gold, and silver, as well as three colors: black, white, and gray. Gray Moon said faintly.

Liu Xi smiled and said, "What about the elder telling us stories? We are not children anymore, do you have a car that does not go to kindergarten?"

Qiu Changsheng also said: "That is, if the elder really likes Hans Christian Andersen's fairy tales, I can help you find a few children to come over, and make sure they like to listen to it, maybe they will applaud." ”

Liu Xi glanced at him and said angrily: "Don't be rude to the elders." ”

After speaking, she smiled apologetically at Gray Moon again, and said apologetically: "Elder, please don't be angry, he is the one who has an upright temper and doesn't know how to be false and wronged, and he can't change it." ”

Gray Moon was silent when he listened.

What does it mean that he is that upright temper? He doesn't know how to be false and wrong? Does it mean that what he says is actually right, but he doesn't know how to be tactful?

Gray Moon is worthy of being a high-ranking monk, and being so squeezed by Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng, she is still not angry, and her face has not changed at all.

"Twelve moons are nothing, and ten suns. He smiled and continued.

Liu Xi lowered her eyes, and a smile welled up on her face that made people feel gentle and amiable at first glance.

Qiu Changsheng picked up the cup of tea on the coffee table, which had already been cold, put the tip of his nose lightly, sniffed slightly, and showed a look of intoxication on his face.

If there were monks in the cultivation world who were familiar with the two of them, they could roughly see the nervousness of Liu Xi and Qiu Changsheng.

Otherwise, one will not lower its eyes to reveal a gentle and amiable smile. The other will not pretend to be intoxicated, as if immersed in the fragrance of tea and cannot extricate himself.

This is the usual technique used by the two of them, to temporarily hide their inner emotions, and at the same time quickly turn their brains to think of solutions.

Twelve moons, ten suns......

It was a strange landscape in the primeval period, when the Wu clan dominated the world of cultivation, and it has been more than two million years now. Twelve moons, ten suns......