The sword of the killing commandment, which was called the accomplice of the sword sealing Zen by later generations, is now placed on the stone slab neatly, and the sword is lifeless and does not see the slightest bit of existence

"Is there a way to leave a move on the sword, such as the Buddha qi on the sword is exhausted, or the sword is broken, or the person who uses the sword suddenly goes berserk...... Leave a move to launch it immediately and kill the person!" Qin Xiaochuan was very ruthless, and seriously thought about how to swallow the Buddha boy. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info he is not angry, his thoughts are not accessible, and his martial arts are not progressing, which is very bad.

Venerable Kuzen: "Heh. ”

The night was dark. Yilian Tuosheng has not woken up yet. A lamp is like a bean, and the old monk sits cross-legged on the ground, with white hair and a conch on his head like a bright one.

Dry Zen open fire and green lanterns, unfamiliar names, unfamiliar monks, Qin Xiaochuan really didn't look at people in his eyes at the beginning. But it was this monk who indirectly saved the life of a lotus tosheng. Hanshan Ancient Temple, a familiar word, where did it appear?

"On that day, on a whim, I heard that a grand event of Buddhism was going to be held in the barren land of the Northern Regions, and I walked out of the dry place of Zen and walked to this place, and I didn't know why I came. ”

Venerable Kuzen opened his eyes, this old monk was actually not too old, with white hair, long eyebrows, yellow clothes, and not much wrinkles on his face. It's just that the feeling that His Holiness gives people is probably because of his gaze, and there is a kind of profundity of the years.

Buddhism is like this, looking very young, but in fact, the age is more scary than the other.

"Do you have a way?" Qin Xiaochuan was very patient and polite. Personally, he didn't know anything about forging swords or Buddhism, and he had nowhere to start when he watched the killing commandment.

"Hmm...... There is no hurry. The Venerable Kuzen changed his words: "Do you know the 'supreme Buddha'?"

Qin Xiaochuan pinched the wooden staff and felt that his patience was limited. He has heard of the Buddha Maitreya Buddha of the Tang Dynasty and the Buddha of Merit, and he has also heard of the Buddha of Brahma, but who is the Buddha who really can't love Buddhism: "What is that?"

Venerable Kuzen sighed with emotion: "Time has really passed a long time. He stretched out his hand again, and the night was suddenly illuminated, and the light source came from a small golden ball, "On the moonless night in the past, the Buddha felt something in his heart, and ordered the Buddha to cast an empty sheath to wait for cause and effect." ”

Different from the previous drop of red and gold Buddha blood, this time the golden light is softer, which makes the viewer feel a kind of lazy illusion from the heart, and unconsciously Qin Xiaochuan's mood has calmed down a lot, at least now he is in the mood to continue listening to nonsense: "Monk, what do you want to say?" The topic should not be the killing commandment, why did it become an old matter of Buddhism? His head ached a little, and he wanted to catch the fly and pull out his intestines and circle his neck, but he was really a little confused.

"Forget it. Qin Xiaochuan was on crutches and wanted to leave. Just as if he hadn't said anything just now.

But at this moment, bursts of Sanskrit chanting suddenly sounded in his ears, as if they were not empty, from the movements of the Dry Zen Venerable's eyes, and also from a dark gold scabbard engraved with the shape of a roc that appeared in his hand for no reason! Qin Xiaochuan's heart was alarmed, and the demon sword hidden in his sleeve trembled uneasily. He knew that the best choice now must be to stay away and don't look any further, but Qin Xiaochuan's feet couldn't move!

"What did you do?" is also the master of one party, Qin Xiaochuan will not lose his expression on the spot.

The poor monk just wanted to ask the benefactor to listen carefully to what he said. The Venerable Kuzen kept moving, and suddenly pressed the golden Buddha light held in his left hand towards the scabbard held in his back hand: "Shedili, remove demonic dirt, Buddha's heart is compassionate, and the demonic vein is refined!"

The light was dazzling for a moment, illuminating half of the courtyard, but the golden Buddha light seemed to be under control and did not spread far away. Even if it was like this, it made Qin Xiaochuan, who was too close, churn and almost stand unsteadily: "You!" Don't be like this, forcing demons and hurting people, he will want Ding Guzhi.

"I am not hostile to the benefactor. Behind the light, the voice of the Venerable Kuzen came like water: "This is what the donor is asking for." I don't know what I saw before the Buddha incarnated in the five phases, but I saw in the donor the reason for this trip. Donor, the poor monk's destiny has ended, although he doesn't know what kind of fate this trip, this move, and this matter will involve in the Buddha's hometown, but he still hopes to ......" In the golden Buddha light, enduring the discomfort in his body, Qin Xiaochuan opened his eyes suddenly. He saw the old monk smiling at him.

Venerable Kuzen: "I hope you can, all the way steadily." ”

The Sanskrit chant suddenly reverberated, but the yellow monk's robe fell to the ground softly, and the people inside had melted into golden dust in the golden light at some point!

"Amitabha. Yilian Tuosheng's voice came from behind: "Buddha friends, go to the Buddha country, go all the way." ”

Buddha blood, Buddha Yuan, and demon refining are left behind.

The blood of the Heavenly Buddha makes the sword of killing admonition more powerful, the Yuan of the Heavenly Buddha crosses into the scabbard and echoes the sword of the Buddha, and the trick of refining demons is the last step, only for the unattainable future. With the thousand-year-old foundation of the Venerable Kuzen, he used it three times in a row overnight, but he couldn't resist this force! It's just that the monk was indifferent from beginning to end, as if what happened to him was just a wisp of the breeze, and it was not worth mentioning.

When.

Qin Xiaochuan's hand loosened, and the wooden staff fell to the ground, with a crisp sound.

He had mixed feelings in his heart, and all his previous actions seemed to have become a joke. What is a Buddha? Do you play with sacrifice if you don't agree with each other? Have you ever asked him how he feels? Yilian Tuosheng came from behind, leaned over and picked up the scabbard on the ground. The white-clothed monk raised his hand and made a move, and this time there was no longer resistance to the killing commandment on the ground, and he obediently volleyed back into the palm of the master's hand. The sword was put into the scabbard, and it was exactly the same, "If it is really a Buddha refining and forging heaven." Yilian Tuosheng looked at Qin Xiaochuan: "Young man, you owe a cause and effect to the Buddha." ”

"It's ridiculous. Qin Xiaochuan was a little excited: "Could it be that if I ask this monk to help me kill the Buddha Boy, he will also agree?"

"No, it won't. Yilian Tuosheng looked peaceful: "Because, you won't." ”

Cause and effect have always been the most troublesome part of a practitioner's headache. Qin Xiaochuan came to the suffering realm, and he has become a member of the future cause and effect. If he can foretell others, he will be foreseen. It's just that now, Qin Xiaochuan himself has not discovered this fact.

The golden Buddha light around has completely disappeared, which makes the night more and more dark, and it also makes the lonely yellow Buddha robe on the ground more and more conspicuous.

Qin Xiaochuan didn't go to pick up his wooden staff either. He walked over step by step, unable to tell what he was feeling in his heart, and knelt down, but could not reach out to touch the garment.

"Leave it to me!" said another deep voice in the darkness of the night. On the other side of the courtyard, a figure of a monk strode forward. The monk was bald in yellow clothes, with eyebrows like King Kong, and when he stepped over, he was already carefully looking at Qin Xiaochuan, and suddenly stopped, facing the eleventh salute of a lotus tuoshenghe:

"Hanshan Ancient Temple, King Kong Arhat, King Kong has seen the Buddha. Please allow me to bring back the relics left by my brother to the ancient temple. ”

A round jade bone core, the bone rolled out of the yellow clothes on the ground, crooked, and stopped at the edge of Qin Xiaochuan's finger.

Qin Xiaochuan: "......"

After packing up the remnants on the ground, he carefully put them into the box, "Mo Duo thought." The vajra arhat, who looked very bad-tempered, suddenly said, "This is the destiny of heaven. As soon as he turned around, he didn't stay any longer, and the figure of the yellow-clothed monk disappeared into the night sky again. Except for the Killing Commandment Sword that had been completed in Yilian Tuosheng's hand, everything seemed to be like a big dream in the void.

"I don't understand destiny. Qin Xiaochuan didn't know what he was talking about. He felt very uncomfortable. Again, he said something casually, but the consequences were that he didn't even dare to think about it. The body of the sword has been beaten into the blood of the Buddha, and the scabbard hides the Buddha's element, will the Buddha swallowing boy still be the same as he knows in the future? What will happen to the road that the evil sword will go through after a hundred years?

"The poor monk doesn't understand, but he knows what to do. Yilian Tuosheng stood behind him: "You have entered the eyes of the Buddha's hometown and have a relationship with the Buddha." Now that Venerable Kuzen has fulfilled the mandate of heaven, there are only you and me left here. The white-clothed monk leaned over and helped Qin Xiaochuan up from the ground, his eyes were very loving: "Are you willing to practice with me?"

This sentence is like a wake-up call that immediately wakes people up. Qin Xiaochuan raised his head, probably because he had bathed in the Buddha's light too many times in one day, and he was a little moved. But suddenly, the uneasy vibration of the demon sword hidden in his sleeve made him feel a stir in his heart, and the words of refusal just appeared on his lips, but he couldn't say it.

Because at this time, Qin Xiaochuan's voice suddenly appeared in his mind, and it was simply three words: 'Promise him'!