When the drums sounded at night, the illusion was still immersed in a question, that is, what he wanted to do in this life, was to wait for the Great Wei Iron Cavalry to set foot on this prosperous Tokyo city in a few years, and then follow the original one to move north, and then become the national teacher of the Great Wei Dynasty, and then avenge Shen Qingxi, disrupt the Great Wei Guozuo, become a generation of demon monks, and bury the future of the Great Wei!

Or is this life going to let this life prosper continue?

Or they can complete what they once thought about in their previous life, and live and fly with Shen Qingxi, the little lady of the Shen family, the big deal is that they go south, to Lingnan, to Qiongzhou, although it is remote, but if you want to survive, you can still survive this sound.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The morning bell and dusk drum remembered at this moment, from the beginning of the Southern Dynasty, the temple has the habit of morning bell and dusk drum, and it has been hundreds of years now, but with the change of dynasties, it can still maintain this style, all of which are famous temples and ancient temples, such as the Landa Temple, which has been inherited for nearly 800 years.

Although the Naroda Temple was established later than the White Horse Temple, it is the only ancient temple that has been inherited from the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty to the present.

Naturally, this dusk drum is also different from other places.

It is said that in ancient times, because the drum sound has an uplifting and inspiring appeal, it was used on the drums of war very early. With the use of drums, Buddhist temples are also very fond of this kind of musical instrument that can make monks perceive, so the drum has also become a magic instrument with its name such as bells, wooden fish, and golden cymbals.

As for whether this drum has the effect of inspiring an epiphany, the illusion originally didn't know, but with the eighteen drums, he felt that the blood in his whole body was beating, and it was speeding up, and even making his thinking more agile, just like the original many incomprehensible places suddenly opened up, as if he had fallen into an epiphany.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A distant Buddha horn poured into the illusory ears, and the spirit and spirit of his whole body condensed into one at this moment, jumped up on the heavenly spirit cover, flew into the air, and looked down on the Rota Temple under the clouds.

Compared with the vastness of the entire city of Tokyo, the area of Landa Temple is not large, but in terms of height, it is indeed the highest in terms of height, and another large Xiangguoji Temple was built in the city of Tokyo, and Landa Temple was built on a mountain peak outside the city of Tokyo. Looking up at the entire city of Tokyo, if it weren't for the fact that the Landa Temple was established earlier than the Great Zhou Dynasty, I am afraid that Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty would never have such a building on top of his head.

You must know that his clear words are "on the side of the couch do not allow others to snore".

And a few years later, it was also the iron cavalry of the Great Wei Dynasty who first occupied this place, and condescendingly knew the defense of the Great Zhou Dynasty well, so that when they attacked Tokyo City in the future, it would be like destroying decay!

I can't tell if it's his fantasy or if his soul can really jump to such a height to look at the world, but when he woke up, it was already late at night, and the bright moonlight spilled into his meditation room, and there was a figure sitting cross-legged silently next to him, knocking on the wooden fish unhurriedly, and reading the scriptures in a low voice.

A piece of silence and distance.

"Master......"

Hurriedly stood up, illusory walked off his bed, came to the back of the figure, respectfully folded his hands, bowed down, and shouted to the monk who asked the law, "I don't know how long the master has been here, but I still have to bother the master to wait for the disciple, it's really a bit ......."

"You have such a creation, even if Master waits for another three days, it will be worth it!"

The monk was not angry, but slowly put down the mallet, and then pulled the rosary in his hand, put it in his wrist, slowly stood up, turned around, looked at the illusory smile slightly, and said lightly, "Today's matter, the void has told the old man!" ”

When I heard the illusory, I also knew that this was the most deserved, and I couldn't help but explain something, "Master......"

The monk shook his hand and said slowly, "Don't explain, those are not important, as long as you ask, your Zen heart is still there, and your Buddha heart is wise, as for the others, just let him go......"

"Master......"

The sentence "just let him go" shows the profundity of the Dharma monk.

Of course, the illusory feeling is not this life, but his previous life, the demon monk living Buddha who has plagued the Great Wei Dynasty for more than ten years. The living Buddha who worships him and calls it the Buddha of Ten Thousand Families, and the demon monk who hates him is called the Demon Monk of the Disaster Country. how many people died in his troubles; He is full of wit, how many brothers have turned against him; His words led to many turmoil in the Great Wei Dynasty......

Just let him go......

What he did was nothing more than for the tens of thousands of good people and believers who were exiled to the north and died in vain!

What happened to them, even as outsiders, couldn't take it.

Their fate is that even as a living Buddha, he preaches that he will not be able to face it calmly in this life and in the next life.

When Shen Qingxi died, he finally turned into the most cunning devil in hell, single-handedly destroying the Great Wei Dynasty, which he almost turned into a state religion.

He was worthy of his Buddha's mind and wisdom, so he did it!

Just like the angry eyes of King Kong, just like the red lotus karmic fire, burn all the dirt in this world!

The monk just looked at the illusory with tears in his eyes and didn't speak, until the illusory reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, and then stretched out his hand and stroked. Touching the illusory head, he said slowly, "Idiot......"

"Tomorrow, the presiding abbot will discuss your problems in the precept courtyard, do you have anything else to say to the old man, and the old man can bring it to the abbot at that time." The monk suddenly said lightly.

It's just that in that tone, although there is not much emotion. But falling into the illusory ears, he was still deeply moved, you know, for his master's understanding, the illusory is still very clear, this sentence asked, it means that the monk has to take responsibility for him, otherwise he would not ask like this.

Asking the Dharma monk, in the Langda Temple has always been low-key, but as the supervisor of the temple, he is under one person, above ten thousand people, second only to the existence of the presiding abbot, and is known for the profundity of Buddhism, as long as he wants to, in a word, he can also let the illusory pass this pass.

It's just illusory, but it doesn't necessarily mean that.

Unreal, silent, just with his head down.

The monk glanced at the silent illusion, just sighed deeply, and finally said softly, "In this case, so be it, when the time comes, there will naturally be your uncles who enforce the law impartially, it depends on your creation, the old man is not as good as you have a wise heart, but, illusory, you must know that the wisdom of the heart also has a dusty time!" ”

Looking at the departing figure of the monk who asked the law, the illusory body suddenly relaxed, and looked at the moonlight outside the window a little depressed and unfocused, "Knowing the teacher Mo Ruo, how can he not know the disciple Mo Ruoshi!" ”