This is a very old story, and the origin of the story is no longer verifiable.

The story tells that the monk and the butcher are two good friends.

The monk gets up every morning to recite the scriptures, and the butcher gets up every day to kill the pigs. In order not to delay their work in the morning, they agreed to wake each other up in the morning. Years later, the monk and the butcher died. The butcher became a Buddha, but the monk went to hell.

The reason is very simple, because the butcher does good deeds every day, telling monks to get up and recite sutras and practice. On the contrary, the monk told the butcher to get up and kill every day.

Many people often use this story to tell others a truth, saying that what you do is not what you think is right, it is not necessarily right.

Although this story is not widely circulated, it is cited in many philosophical books, and even many eminent monks have told this story when they preached.

If you want to say that Jiang Feng doesn't know, it's naturally fake.

But after Jiang Feng pondered for a while, he finally opened his mouth and answered an answer that was completely different from his predecessors.

"I think that a monk should ascend to bliss. The butcher should fall into reincarnation. ”

The monk repeatedly awakened the butcher to kill, indirectly creating the karma of killing. The butcher reminds the monk all day long to get up early to chant sutras and transcend the souls of the dead. Shouldn't the person who should go to hell be a monk?"

"What is the purpose of cultivating Buddha?" Jiang Feng asked rhetorically.

"Naturally, it is for the sake of seeing the heart and pointing directly to the heart. ”

The so-called 'clear mind' requires us to understand our own true nature and return to our good nature. Since this is the reason for practicing Buddhahood, it proves that for Buddhas. It doesn't matter what you do, it's what you think when you do it.

The monk tells the butcher to get up, and the monk tells the butcher to kill, these are two different things. It was the monk's decision to wake him up. What to do when you wake up is the butcher's own decision. In fact, the butcher can also learn to be a monk and recite sutras after he gets up, but he didn't choose to do so.

If the monk is allowed to fall into reincarnation just because the monk told the butcher to get up, wouldn't that seem to be too unreasonable for the Buddha? If the Buddha is like this, I don't think it is better to go to hell. ”

"It's not as good as hell?

"Because I guess hell is a lot more fun than that Western Elysium. Otherwise, how could the Buddha say, 'If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?'"

Jiang Feng's words seemed to directly confuse the person who was hiding in the secret to talk to him, and it took a long time before the person spoke again.

"Although I can't understand your thoughts, I think what you say makes sense. Please, Poor Dao left a lot of things before he died, and whether he can get the most important one depends on your fate with me. ”

The words fell, and the thatched hut disappeared. Monks and butchers disappear.

The scene in front of Jiang Feng's eyes immediately turned into a burial chamber.

"What a great illusion. ”

Although the tomb of Mr. Wujiao is not as large as the tomb of the king of Xu, the project is heavy and heavy. But just by virtue of the illusion that could restrict his mind from being released and make him truly feel the flow of time, Jiang Feng could be sure. In terms of cultivation, Mr. Wujiao is only higher than the king.

As for how high it is, Jiang Feng doesn't know.

It's just that Mr. Blackhorn said, "He left a lot of things before he died." This indirectly told Jiang Feng. What I was talking to him just now turned out to be just a remnant of Mr. Crowhorn's thoughts.

Jiang Feng had also seen it in ancient books, saying that some powerful powers could separate their own residual thoughts into a bundle and use some kind of mysterious magic to make it survive for a long time. It has the consciousness and understanding of the ontology, and once it has completed the ontological explanation, it will dissipate on its own.

The tomb where Jiang Feng is now standing is stacked with countless horseshoe gold and gold cakes. If it were an ordinary person, the treasure hunt would have been crazy by now.

But Jiang Feng just glanced at it casually, and then walked towards the open stone door of the tomb.

What is the point of these things for a person who is born short of "money"?

After passing through the stone gate, Jiang Feng entered another larger stone room.

The moment he just entered the stone chamber, Jiang Feng was stunned. There were three people standing in the stone room, and it was not surprising that there were Long Qianqiu and Yin Shizhou. But what stunned Jiang Feng was that Han Daozang was also there.

The three of them stood silently, staring at the walls of the stone chamber without blinking.

It's weird, isn't it?

Because after those things that happened before they happened. Under normal circumstances, if Long Qianqiu, Yin Shizhou, and Han Daozang stayed together, it would definitely be dark and endless.

There must be something wrong with the walls of the stone chamber.

Jiang Feng constricted his six senses, controlling his afterglow and not looking at the walls of the stone room.

As soon as his mind moved, the Thousand Feather Moon Blade he had just obtained from Yuan Tianji suddenly spread out and floated in front of him.

Just as Jiang Feng was about to control the Thousand Feather Moon Blade to take Han Daozang's life, suddenly a faint impulse rose in his heart, just wanting to take a look at what was on the stone wall.

This feeling is somewhat similar to the stubbornness of not believing in evil, and the mental activity is probably "What are they looking at? Why don't I take a look at it?" Just look at it, and there will be nothing wrong with believing it." ”

At the moment when Jiang Feng was about to raise his head, a warm current suddenly appeared in the sea of his senses, which made Jiang Feng wake up instantly.

Jiang Feng was shocked, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

"What kind of ecstasy is this? It's so powerful! I was completely lost in the slightest moment. The art of ecstasy that can affect people's subconscious, Jiang Feng secretly sighed, it can be regarded as a long insight. ”

"You are the first person to wake up from the 'Secret Technique of Soul Husbandry' so quickly. ”

A voice came, Jiang Feng looked up, and only then did he see two stone doors.

The two stone doors were wide open, and next to each stone door stood an old man dressed in a Taoist robe and holding a dust.

Seeing Jiang Feng looking at him, the two old men looked at Jiang Feng at the same time, and said separately: "Poor Dao Zuo Yuanfang, Taoist friends are polite." ”

Jiang Feng frowned slightly, he knew that the two old men in front of him were a divine thought left by Zuo Ci before he died. But two people look almost identical on the outside, why is that?

Jiang Feng couldn't help but ask, "May I ask who is the real Mr. Wujiao between the two of you?"

"Poor Tao is true. Both replied at the same time.

"Behind these two stone doors, there is a killing array behind one door, and behind the other is the inheritance of the poor road. One of us will only tell the truth, and the other will only tell lies. If a Taoist friend wants to enter and obtain the inheritance of the poor Dao, everything depends on the creation of the Taoist friend. The one who chooses to tell the truth, Daoyou is the second disciple of Wujiao. If you choose the one who tells the lie, the Taoist friend will have to return to Huangquan. ”

This passage also came out of the mouths of two old men at the same time.

Jiang Feng was speechless. In the Three Kingdoms, a lot of pen and ink was spent describing how Zuo Ci played Cao Cao. This guy still has the heart of an old pester.

Jiang Feng looked at the two "Zuo Ci" and thought for a while, he first asked one of the "Zuo Ci": "Are you the 'Zuo Ci' who tells the truth?"

"Yes, I am. Zuo Ci nodded.

Jiang Feng asked another "Zuo Ci" with the same question, but unexpectedly, this person replied: "Yes, I am." ”

Jiang Feng scratched the back of his head, thinking about countermeasures in his heart.

Soon Jiang Feng showed a slight smile on his face, he first walked up to this "Zuo Ci" on the left, and asked him in a low voice: "If I ask where the room with the 'Zuo Ci Inheritance' is, what is the answer of the person next to you?"

He will answer on the left. ”

Jiang Feng nodded after hearing this, and then walked up to this "Zuo Ci" on the right and asked him in a low voice: "If I ask where the room with the 'Zuo Ci Inheritance' is, what is the answer of the person next to you?"

He will answer on the left. ”

Jiang Feng smiled after hearing this, and walked directly into the stone room on the right.

It's very simple.

Among the true and false Zuo Ci, if Jiang Feng asked the true Zuo Ci, "If I ask where the room with the 'Zuo Ci Inheritance' is, what is the answer of the person next to you?" Then the real Zuo Ci will also point out a wrong answer because he knows that the fake Zuo Ci will answer a wrong answer.

And if the fake Zuo Ci is asked, then the fake Zuo Ci will definitely answer a correct answer because he knows that the real Zuo Ci will definitely answer a correct answer, but he only tells a lie, so he will also say a wrong answer.

The two wrong answers must overlap, and in the end, Jiang Feng only needs to choose the opposite answer.

When Jiang Feng walked into the stone room on the right, a dazzling light made him can't help but close his eyes.

When Jiang Feng slowly opened his closed eyes, he suddenly found that he had actually entered a completely independent space.

This space is not too big, about 200 square meters, and there is no exit or door in sight.

In the middle of the space stood four giant pillars of white jade carved dragons, and the ground was all paved with planks of special wood. These planks constantly emit a special fragrance that makes you feel refreshed after smelling it.

Aside from the white jade pillars and wooden planks, there were only four things in the space. A huge sarcophagus made of unknown stone, a large white jade bed that exudes cold.

There were two golden futons on the bed.

On the wall next to the bed hangs a large, delicately framed letter, the word "Dan".

Although this word was very simple, Jiang Feng was far away from it, and he also felt that the Dan character contained a majestic and incomparably majestic righteousness. It makes people feel surging at first glance and have no fear in their hearts.

The last thing left was the most eye-catching in the entire space, and it was a huge bronze dome. Almost one-third of the entire space is occupied, bronzed, and carved with various exotic beasts. The most peculiar thing is that the giant tripod is not placed on the ground, but nine feet above the ground, suspended in the air.

Something resembling a flame burns underneath the ding. I believe everyone knows the flame, and the color is red and yellow. But the flame was deep purple, and as the flame danced, the deep purple flame radiated a diamond-like brilliance.