In the midst of the steady, Bu Se struggled to move forward on a wilderness strewn with corpses, and those stiff stumps and severed limbs followed him one after another, and from the wounds of the white bones and black blood plasma that exposed the rash, there were bursts of terrible howls.

Several bloodied horses staggered to their feet from the pile of dead bodies and neighed incessantly at him, and a large pile of colorful intestines poured out of the belly of a white horse, spilling all over the ground, and the heat curled up on the smooth intestines, and the warm stench of dung dissolved into the gray-black sky.

A few bloody scabs, like snakes, swam swiftly towards him from the corpses, bypassing the large knives that were stuck in the bloody ground and the puddle of foul blood.

"Amitabha!" In the blink of an eye, I came to a cemetery that had been dug up all over the place.

The scattered bones slowly condensed into complete skeletons, and in front of the large and small, tall and short rows, the metacarpal bones that glowed with a faint light stretched out to him.

In the drowsiness, the familiar voice sounded in the empty night sky again: "Don't escape, you can't escape, even if you escape to the ends of the earth, you can't escape the pursuit of these ghosts." Listen to my advice and kill, only by killing them will you be free. You're tired, don't you want to get some sleep? Kill, kill......."

"Amitabha!" Bu Se performed again, but this time, the illusion in front of him did not change at all, and the countless jagged skeletons not only did not disappear, but slowly scattered towards him.

"Let's all die!" Seeing that the skeleton was about to get closer, Bu Se couldn't hold back any longer, roared violently, and finally performed the secret technique of Buddhism that he had cultivated for many years—the Heaven Turning Seal.

Although he knew that everything in front of him was just an illusion, under the impetus of the long-term depression and the incomparable fear in his heart, he finally failed to restrain his emotions that were gradually getting out of control.

"Hum Boom! Hum Boom ......" As the three-character mantra continued to sound, one after another golden light containing infinite power frantically poured out from the colorless handprints, and rows of skeletons were quickly smashed into powder under the blow of the golden light, and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

However, the skeletons in the damned graveyard seemed to be forever killed, and the last batch had just been destroyed, and the next batch had immediately popped up again. Although the golden light is powerful, under the siege of the skeletons who are not afraid of death, they dare not relax at all.

Gradually, as the killing frenzy continued, there was only one thought left in his heart: Kill......!

I don't know how long it took, when the true qi in his body gradually weakened, Bu Se finally lost himself completely in this seemingly never-ending killing.

"Haha, Lao Tzu is finally free, free!Haha......" Just when Bu Se failed to break through the level and his spirit was about to fall into a frenzy, a rough voice full of joy suddenly sounded in his head. At the same time, the main body that had been settled in the cave for a long time suddenly opened its eyes.

"Ah......h

"Bang, bang, bang......" With this burst, a creepy violent impact sounded, and suddenly, an irresistible force suddenly arose from his body, and then swept away the leaves with a swift wind, quickly throwing the colorless consciousness into the depths of the sea of knowledge.

In a trance, he felt as if he was constantly colliding and hitting something, but before he could figure out what was going on, he lost consciousness under an irresistible wave of fatigue.

In the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Feiming Temple, the monk Xuefeng twisted the Buddha beads in his hands, standing expressionlessly in front of the huge statue of Shakyamuni Buddha motionlessly. More than 100 monks in the whole temple stood in rows along his left and right hands, and all of them also looked solemn and solemn.

"God, what the hell is going on here? Why did you wake up and let me kneel here and suffer my sin? Is it ...... What did I do wrong?" stood on his knees in the middle of the main hall with his waist straight, wondering in his heart.

After waking up in Xuefeng's meditation room just now, before he could figure out how he was in the temple, he was called by Xuefeng to the main hall and knelt down in front of the Buddha in public. By now, although he had been kneeling for an hour, he still hadn't figured out why he was punished for kneeling.

The most strange thing for him was that since he entered the hall, those senior brothers who usually talked and laughed with him didn't even dare to look this way, let alone give him any hints. Not only that, but even Uncle Snow Mountain, who has always sheltered him on weekdays, has a gloomy face today, and he can't find a trace of smile.

Until now, he could only faintly sense that something serious must have happened from the heavy and breathless atmosphere in the main hall. Moreover, this matter must have a great deal to do with himself. No, it won't be.

"No, do you know the preciousness of those proverbs in the cave?" The long-dull atmosphere was finally broken by the faint questioning voice of the old monk of Xuefeng.

"You know, those proverbs are rare treasures of Buddhism. "Bu Se replied honestly.

"You know, then why do you want to destroy them?" Xue Feng's voice suddenly became louder, and his tone was full of anger.

Bu Se was confused, and replied casually without thinking about it: "No, isn't the proverb still there." ”

"Nonsense!" Xue Feng shouted angrily: "The dripping hole was almost destroyed by you, and you dare to say that you don't have it." ”

"What?" Bu Se couldn't believe his ears, shook his head fiercely, and said, "Master, I heard you right, right? You said that the cave was destroyed by me, how is this possible?" You, your old man is not joking with me. ”

"You, you, you rebel, dare to say that you didn't do it...... It seems that if I don't punish you well today, you won't admit it. Xue Feng's eyes were full of anger, and he was so angry that he even trembled.

Since he learned from his unknown mouth that all the premonies left on the stone wall by the monks of the past dynasties were destroyed, he has been silently reciting the Buddha and chanting sutras to restrain the fierce anger in his heart. Although he didn't see the process of destroying the confession with his own eyes, he guessed that the culprit must be his apprentice at the first time.

Later, when he rushed to the cave and saw the long strips of marks that crisscrossed the entire cave wall, and found the remaining stone chips and ballast from the body of Bu Se who was sleeping outside the cave, he undoubtedly found ironclad evidence for his conjecture.

thought that after such a catastrophe, Bu Se would definitely admit his mistake in public, so he would just find an excuse and punish Bu Se a little, and then make it a big deal and a small one. Who knows, he is usually well-behaved and unusually colorless, but today he is stunned to stand up to the end. This made the anger that he had just managed to restrain suddenly provoked again.

"The head of the precept court listens to the order!" Annoyed and angry, Xue Feng finally decided to use the Buddhist precepts to severely punish Bu Se.

"Senior brother, slow down. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Xue Shan hurriedly walked over and said: "There is no evidence to prove that the proverb was destroyed. It seems that there is something inappropriate for the senior brother to take the liberty of punishing him. ”

Xue Feng was about to answer, but Xue Ling, who had been watching coldly, suddenly rushed to say: "Hmph! I knew that you were going to speak for the bad color again, and now that the human and material evidence are there, what evidence do you need?"

Xue Ling walked out of the crowd, stretched out his finger and pointed at Fearless, and said: "When I was not afraid to go up the mountain yesterday, those proverbs were still intact, but today they have been completely destroyed. It's not that you don't know, the dripping hole is a forbidden place, don't say that idle people can't go in, it's a person in the temple, and you can't go up the mountain without the permission of the abbot. Since the beginning of the punishment, he has been thinking alone in the cave, and now that the proverb has been destroyed, it was not he who did it, could it be someone else?"

"Senior Brother Xueling, you have to talk about evidence. Xueshan said lightly: "It's true that he is alone in the back mountain, but can he destroy the hard cave with just two fleshy palms? ”

"Yes, with uncolored cultivation, it is true that the stone wall cannot be destroyed with the palm of the flesh alone. But if it's in the presence of artifacts, that's a different story. ”

Xue Ling took out a small piece of glass from his pocket as he spoke, and said unhurriedly: "According to the precepts of this temple, you are not allowed to carry any utensils up the mountain while facing the wall, but when I entered the insight just now, I found this thing inside. What does this mean? This shows that Bu Se has already violated the precepts and smuggled utensils up the mountain without permission. Hmph, since he can smuggle this thing, can't he bring something else up the mountain?"

Xue Shan was dumbfounded by these words for a while, and was thinking about how to defend Bu Se, but he heard Bu Se yelling: "Uncle Xue Ling, don't wronged me, that mirror was used by me to bring up the mountain to cultivate the Fa, not for destruction." ”

Xue Shan frowned when he heard this, and secretly scolded him for being stupid: Alas, you bastard, borrowing foreign objects to practice, that is an act only in the outer way, and it is not the right way at all. What excuse is hard to find, why do you want to find this, aren't you lifting a stone to shoot yourself in the foot? Alas, this can make the old guy in Xueling find a flaw.

Xue Shan's worries unfortunately came true, and just when he felt bad, Xue Ling had already sneered, and said sarcastically: "This is really a strange thing, my Zen sect has always only worked hard in my heart, when will Feiming Temple borrow foreign objects to practice?"

"Who said no? Among the senior monks of our Feiming Temple, they have already used utensils to help them practice. "Bu Se has always been at odds with Xueling, and he has long secretly hated this old guy for having nothing to do to find trouble for himself, but at this moment, he sees Xueling biting himself like a mad dog, and he is so angry for a while that he can no longer care about respecting the old and respecting the virtuous or something.

He deliberately squinted at the snow-capped mountains and said with extreme disdain: "I used mirrors to help me practice, and I realized it from the words left on the stone wall. If you don't have this blessing, you won't be able to realize the true meaning of that proverb......"

"Shut up!" Xue Feng, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly interrupted the words with a loud shout. Extremely nervous, he asked, "What did you just say? The method of cultivating with the help of external objects was realized from a proverb?"

He replied in a respectful voice: "Master, the disciple has never said panic in front of your old man, and he will never dare to say anything about what he said just now. The disciple's method of borrowing foreign objects to practice is indeed realized from that strange proverb, hey, Master, what's wrong with you?"

Before he finished speaking, Xue Feng's face had changed drastically, and his originally ruddy face suddenly became bloodless, he stretched out his slightly trembling index finger, pointed at Bu Se and asked, "Is that proverb you said facing the one on the stone?"

"Yes. "Don't reply.

In an instant, Xue Feng was struck by lightning, and his figure, which was originally as tall as a mountain, suddenly fell down, his eyes were dull, and he kept muttering: "Distraction Technique, he actually practiced the Distraction Technique......"

"Master!" Xue Feng's sudden abnormality made Bu Se startled. He jumped up from the ground and grabbed Xue Feng, "Did the disciple make a mistake again?" The disciple should die, the disciple admits punishment, don't be angry with your old man." ”

"Alas......" Xue Feng sighed, shook his head, and said weakly: "From today onwards, you are no longer my disciple. Go, pack your bags, and you'll go down the mountain. ”

"Master, what are you talking about?" Bu Se was taken aback, and said in a loud voice: "The disciple has done something wrong, and your old man can be beaten or punished, so why do you want to drive me away? Master, don't drive me away." Now that I'm gone, who will serve you?"

"Don't talk about it. Xue Feng struggled, pulled out his arm, and said in a cold voice: "The fate of you and my master and apprentice has ended, from now on, you are not allowed to call me master again, and at the same time, you are no longer a disciple of my Feiming Temple." ”

"Master, the disciple is wrong, the disciple is wrong, the disciple admits that he is wrong, is it okay? I just ask you old man to take back his life, no matter what, don't drive the disciple down the mountain...... No, this is really panicked. From childhood to adulthood, no matter what troubles he had caused, the punishment he received afterwards was to sweep the floor and do chores, and the most serious one was only to punish him for cleaning the thatched house for a month. But today, Xue Feng couldn't help but say that he insisted on expelling him from the division.

For him, it was like a bolt from the blue. Growing up in the temple since he was a child, he has a very deep affection for both Feiming Temple and Xuefeng. In his heart, Xue Feng is not just a master, in a way, Xue Feng can even be called his father, and Feiming Temple is his home, his roots.

"Providence, providence. The old monk said, let out a long sigh, and said gloomily: "You are the best candidate to inherit my Zen lineage, but you are unexpectedly, unexpectedly...... Alas, no more. You, you leave me right away. ”

Xue Feng's voice was low, with an indescribable sense of loneliness, but the meaning of his words faintly revealed his unwavering determination. Bu Se grew up beside him since he was a child, and naturally knew that he had always been a man of his word, and there was no room for change.

He knew very well in his heart that the master was suffering from the weight of the stone today—he had an iron heart, and he had to expel himself from the master's door. Thinking of this, he was so bold that he asked, "Master, it's okay if you want to drive the disciple away, but please tell the disciple what unforgivable things the disciple has done that makes your old man have to drive the disciple down the mountain." ”

Xue Feng frowned and thought for a long time, and finally said slowly: "You are usually smart and clever, why are you suddenly stupid today?"

As soon as he was reminded, he suddenly remembered that Xue Feng would never drive him down the mountain because the cave was destroyed. Because, until now, no one can say whether the cave was destroyed by him or not. This is something that even Bu Se himself has not figured out, let alone others.

Could it be ...... Is it because of that strange proverb called the distraction technique? Thinking of this, Bu Se suddenly understood. Yes, it must be because he practiced the method that he realized from that strange proverb that the Master wanted to drive himself down the mountain.

Besides, since you can't practice it, what's the use of keeping it? Why didn't you destroy it sooner? For a while, I only felt that one head and two big ones were big, and the more I thought about it, the more I couldn't figure it out.