On the morning of the second day, it was a good hour, and the abbot who had been quiet all night also strode out of the mutilated temple, looked at the temple, and was full of devastation, and when he was heartbroken, he felt tightness in his chest and shortness of breath, and a drum of thick blood against his throat, and retching.

The remaining disciples happily ran out of their shelter and gathered around him, asking for safety.

"Call the empty repentance and release the two immortals!" the abbot finished speaking, and went to the ceremony hall to wait.

He sat high, looked at the empty repentance of kneeling and bowing, and stopped talking, just casting a look at the Dharma Protector and arranging for the Dharma.

"One duty!"

The two monks dragged up a long plank and shone it on his back as he knelt on the ground, slapping it heavily one by one.

"You are guilty!" shouted the monk, who just kowtowed respectfully and shed tears.

The monks did not stop their hands, the blood did not stop, and the wooden planks were folded.

The monk said: "Master, the board is broken!"

The Dharma Protector looked at the abbot, but his face was expressionless, staring at the empty regret of kowtowing in pain, pulling out the lot next to him, standing up, and throwing it at the monk.

It's a word for "repentance".

"Two responsibilities!"

The monk carried the soldering iron, walked towards the empty repentance in small steps, looked at the flesh and skin all over his body, exposed his muscles and bones, and couldn't bear it, but he thought of the dead brother, trotted forward, and pressed the soldering iron fiercely with his arms.

The smell of flesh and blood was burnt, he screamed in repentance, fainted, and was woken up by a bucket of water, and he sat on the futon again, and put it together, and suffered three reprimands:

"Three responsibilities and ......" the monk shouted, a monk and a monk passed, a fat monk came from afar, carried two buckets of oil and water boiling into the hall, handed over to the monk, a bucket of drenching head, a bucket of splashing body, empty regret and a scream, the pain fell, but soon after the coma, he was drenched awake, endured the severe pain, and crossed his legs.

"Abbot, the inferior repentance has already realized, remembered, and refined the three responsibilities, please abbot send it down!" said the Dharma Protector.

"Stand down!"

The Dharma Protector led the monks to exit the hall in an orderly manner, guarding outside the hall and not allowing anyone to enter, so Hei Yu had no choice but to take Zhang Xi and return to the secluded realm of annihilation.

"Can the red girl wake up?" asked the abbot with concern.

"The disciple doesn't know, but the red girl ...... Female benefactor...... There is already a blood color. Empty regret replied weakly.

"That's waking up......," the abbot breathed a sigh of relief, "It seems that you haven't been empty yet, and you can't become a disciple of my Buddhism." ”

"Master, disciple save her......" The empty regret stopped, and the innocence of Hongqian appeared, and her heart became even heavier, unable to speak, shaking her head slightly, enduring the sorrow.

"For the teacher to know, you are still worried about the Hongqi fairy, but also miss the rivers and mountains of the homeland, but the teacher wants to tell you: 'There is a lover who will eventually become a family', you and the Hongqian girl, a bumpy life, destined by heaven, after all, there is no fate, why struggle, harm the fairy, but also harm you, and more people;

In this world, 'when is the time for retribution', you have seen through the red dust and killing, and converted to my Buddha, can you bear to let the people of the world taste the war again because of you?"

Empty regret shook his head, nodded, and shook his head again, his heart was like numbness, and he said: "The disciple participates in Zen day and night, is taught by the master, and has quit selfish distractions, and the disciple just thinks that saving the suffering is the purpose of my Buddhism, and the Hongqi girl ......."

"Shut up!" the abbot jumped like thunder and said to him: "If the two immortals come again, the old man will let him save him, but you can't!"

"Why?"

The abbot just waved his hand, held back a mouthful of blood, and said word by word: "Don't say it, don't say it, you come here with your ears, and the old man will say something to you......"

Empty regret knelt down, moved to the abbot to sit down, and watched him lie down comfortably, his Adam's apple squirming, and listen attentively.

"Master!" "Master!" empty regret was a little unwilling, but he couldn't bear to let down the abbot, only his heart shed tears, he stood up, looked at the open door, the protector Ping walked respectfully with the paper, looked back at the abbot, had closed his eyes, no breathing.

The Dharma Protector unfolded the official text, and read it in a straight voice: "The disciple is empty, the candidate is preferred, and the person who is recommended by the collection is many, and he can be the new abbot." Exactly!"

"The abbot has already obtained the approval, but he doesn't want it to happen suddenly, so he scolds you, let me announce the text, junior brother, please!"

Empty regret hugged his head and cried, lying on the abbot's still warm body, sobbing.

"I don't want to be this abbot!"

"The body of the immortal Buddha is gone, the temple is catastrophic, only you can afford this heavy responsibility!"

"There are so many brothers and sisters......"

Empty repentance saluted the abbot, pushed open the protector, and walked out of the temple door. It was raining outside, Hongqian was wet, looking at Liu Yao who had been absent for a long time, she whimpered, rushed up the steps excitedly, opened her arms, and shouted "Yao". But empty repentance stepped back, separated the red qi with a single palm, and said softly: "Donor, the poor monk's law is empty repentance." ”

Hongqian was stunned, she wanted to reach out and touch that face, but she turned her head and changed it to a slap, and she said hatefully, "Liar!"

Pushed down the empty repentance, covered his chest, pointed at him, and scolded: "You liar, you hugged me in your arms, word by word, talking love words, affection, let me fall in love, I didn't expect to sleep all night, and then open my eyes, it is lonely, you are so ruthless!"

Hongqi dragged him up, dragged him to His Highness, pressed his palm, and made him swear to "never abandon Hongqi". Kong regret looked at her, the corners of his eyes revealed joy, but he still raised his hand and chanted silently. Hongqian cried, stripped him of his clothes vigorously, and said, "You took off this skin for me, and go with me!" But Kong Cheng was motionless, but his heart was dripping with blood and tears were in his eyes, Hong Qian slipped his hand and fell to the ground, Kong Cheng took a step and bent down, and Hong Qian stretched out his arm. But he replaced it with a heartless word: "Donor, beware." She secretly withdrew her hand, slapped the stagnant water on the ground, got up by herself, and turned around with empty repentance, only then did she suddenly see the bloodstained body, chased after it, stroked her back, and wept in pain: "Why is it hurt like this?"

The Dharma protector came over, and Shi Li said: "In order to save you, the abbot stole open the divine gate and accidentally put in the demon, and was punished!"

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry......" Hongqian cried, "Thank you for saving me!"

"The poor monk is just a guide, save your ......" Kong regret looked up at Hongqian, in a dilemma, he didn't know whether to say it was himself or someone else, so he kept silent.

"Who is it...... Who ......" Hongqian wanted to ask about the result, ignoring his scars, and pushed him again, what she wanted was nothing more than Liu Yao's heart.

"It's Zhang Xi Immortal-" Empty Confession buried her head, Hongqian was shocked and couldn't believe all this, she shook Empty Confession violently, and shouted fiercely: "Then tell me, where is he?"

"He's gone, and a guy named 'Hei Yu', what did he go......" The protector obviously didn't understand the amorous feelings, and explained calmly on the side, Hongrui glared at him, still didn't want to believe it, he sighed, repented of his fierce eyes in the air, and roared: "You said it was him, you brought him!"

"The Immortals Have ......"

"Get out!"

Hongqian looked around, in the breeze and cold rain, empty, she didn't know whether to be happy or sad, silently in the wind and rain, kicking up the rain, and smiling bitterly: "Where is someone, you are a ruthless and unrighteous liar, in this life, I will cut you off!"

Hongqian said, cut off a few strands of hair with her fingernails, threw them in the sky, turned around and jumped on the steps, suddenly stopped, she laughed, quickly wiped the tears on her face, turned around and bowed to the empty penance: "The little woman has been bothering for a few days, causing trouble to the masters......"

"No trouble, no trouble!" the Dharma Protector smiled politely.

Hongqian left sadly, looking at her back, and a few strands of hair, lowering her palms, and talking nonsense in her mouth.

The green silk is flying, the rain is urgent, seeing the ground into flowing water, empty regret bent down to pick it up, folded his hands, looked at the sky, closed his eyes, and silently thought about the story.

The eldest prince is in the sky, listening to the narration of the wind watcher, smug, people who want to believe in Buddhism are loyal, from the beginning to the end, and respectfully serve the heavens, and a holy oracle will be done safely;

He issued a strict decree to the negative Tianao, and turned the world upside down, and also found the gods and Buddhas and bowed to him.

The deepest part of a sea, dark and gloomy, the waves are not exciting, there is an abrupt reef, there is a hole in the stone, there is not half a drop of water in the hole, the light is ten thousand beams, thousands of gods and Buddhas stand in peace, but the chaos is humble.