On the afternoon of the second day after Shen Qiu and Ai Dacha met, the last group of Jianghu guests who had been belatedly arrived at the camp of the Southern Dynasty.

Among them, the arrival of the Heluo Gang has attracted a lot of attention.

Lei Shiyin, the head of the big dragon, with more than a thousand Heluo elites, wearing uniform black uniforms, walked down from several large ships docking, which was naturally majestic.

There are Xiao Tie with masks and hats around him, Li Yijian's trio, and Elder Lang Mutou are guarded, which is naturally different from the Jianghu people who are scattered by the rangers.

At this time, almost three months have passed since the Battle of Luoyang, and rumors of the Heroes Monument outside Luoyang City have also spread all over the rivers and lakes.

At least the Jianghu guests who came to Jinling knew about the battle of Luoyang, or they sincerely admired it, or they were hypocritical, in short, when Lei Shiyin led the gang to enter the camp, there were countless enthusiastic Jianghu people who came forward to salute.

made Lei Shiyin a little at a loss.

After all, it was the first time for her to go to the rivers and lakes as a Jianghu person.

But soon, the girl calmed down.

She greeted other seniors in a very stylish manner, and she was very polite, so that most people had a good impression of this new leader of the Heluo Gang.

However, after all, Shiyin is still young, and some people still despise it.

Jianghu people, it is this virtue, all of them have a heart higher than the sky, if they are not defeated, they will not be convinced.

But then, Heluo hero Shen Qiu, Xiaoxiang Jianmen Lin Yundong, Pure Yang Sect Wuyang Zhenren, and League Director Hao came to greet him in person, but they gave the Heluo Gang enough face.

A group of Jianghu guests were speechless.

Seeing that the Heluo Gang is no worse than the five major sects of the Jianghu Sect, maybe in another year or two, there will be one more big sect in the top of the rivers and lakes.

In the battle of Luoyang, Lei Ye and Lang Seng led the gang to fight to the death, and formed a good fate in the decency, which really made the Heluo Gang reborn from the fire and jumped into the dragon gate.

This is the opportunity given by the times.

The rise of a force should not only consider its own struggle, but also the course of history.

Everyone thought that this was the end of it.

As a result, half an hour later, the commander of the Southern Army, the high-ranking and powerful Marquis Zhao Lian, actually came to the Jianghu camp in person to talk with Lei Shiyin and encourage him.

He even promised that as long as Heluo helped the Southern Dynasty win this battle, the imperial court would issue an order to let the Heluo Gang become the official force of the Southern Dynasty, and together with the Luoyang battalion of the Tiance Army, defend the Central Plains.

This conversation did not avoid the predecessors of the rivers and lakes.

So after Weihou left, the news spread throughout the entire Jianghu camp like a wing.

For a while, those Jianghu guests who wanted to get ahead, but had no way out, became familiar with their brains, thinking about whether to take advantage of this opportunity to join the Heluo Gang, which was about to really gain momentum.

Of course, there are also some yin and yang weirdness, sour voices.

It is said that the Heluo Gang has just risen, and it has softened its bones and become a lackey of the court, but it was quickly ridiculed, and the big guy came to this Jinling Quarry Rock, for fame and fortune.

If you really want to follow this statement, then in this Jianghu camp, including Ren Hao and a group of heroic predecessors, I am afraid that all of them are lackeys of the imperial court.

This is an offense against the wrath of the people.

After the gossip was beaten with his head covered, soon no one continued to spread the word.

After sending Lei Shiyin and the Heluo gang into the camp, and chatting with Xiao Tie, Li Yijian, Li Baoguo, and Lang Mutou for a while, Shen Qiu saw the mustard monk walking out of his tent and beckoned to him again.

"Shen Qiu, you come with me, don't bring a blade."

The mustard monk admonished him.

Shen Qiu threw the knife box behind him to Zhang Lan, said goodbye to everyone, and left the camp with the mustard monk, and the Nirvana warrior monk Tie Niu, Kong Jian and a few others who were waiting outside the camp.

"I'll take you to my master."

The mustard seed monk turned the Buddha beads and whispered to Shen Qiu:

"You haven't seen him yet, so this time it's a good match."

Shen Qiu nodded.

He knew that this was the mustard monk who was deliberately making connections for him, and the master of the mustard monk was the host of the Nirvana Temple, the master of the heavenly list, and the national teacher of the Southern Dynasty, Yuanwu Zen Master, who was really the top of the rivers and lakes.

And he was also a top figure in the court of the Southern Dynasties.

Of course, this connection is not for Shen Qiu.

To be precise, Shen Qiu was just stained with green light.

The mustard monk saw it very thoroughly.

The stronger Shen Qiu is, the more extensive his connections are, and the more guaranteed Qingqing's safety is, this is a loving father who has escaped into the empty door, and can give his daughter who has been lost for many years and regained the last small things to do.

"I have long heard that Zen Master Yuanwu is in the military camp, guarding the safety of Weihou, but I have never been able to see him."

Shen Qiu followed behind the mustard seed monk, relying on the Buddha seal of the Nirvana Temple, he went all the way unimpeded, passed several military tents, and came to the center of the military camp where people and horses neighed and there was a murderous atmosphere.

While looking at the formation of the Southern Army, he said to the mustard monk:

"Even the leader of the alliance only took the time to meet with Zen Master Yuanwu, Uncle Mustard, I have some questions, people in Buddhism, shouldn't they be pure-hearted and have few desires? Why is Zen Master Yuanwu, the leader of Buddhism in the world, yet he has to receive the title of National Teacher of the Southern Dynasty?

Because of that happiness, this folk is very disgusted with the title of 'National Teacher'.

Isn't this a loss of the prestige of the Nirvana Temple? ”

"You're asking directly."

The mustard monk sighed, and as he walked forward, he explained to Shen Qiu:

"There's a reason for that.

My Master, who is a true monk, really disdains worldly powers.

But for one thing, the Nirvana Temple is in Lin'an, and we are people in the Buddhist sect who want to spread the Dharma.

That Taiyue Mountain is pure Yangzi, Taishan Ziwei Dao is long and the emperor is far away, so he can naturally ignore the Southern Dynasty's conquest, but if the master is not the position of the national teacher, I Nirvana Temple will not talk about spreading Buddhism, I am afraid it will be difficult to maintain.

As you know, the prestige of the rivers and lakes is not the same thing as the propagation of Buddhism among the people. ”

Shen Qiu nodded.

The county official is not as good as the current management, he still understands this truth, no matter how strong the martial arts of the Nirvana Temple are, if the Southern Dynasty court orders the Buddha to come down, I am afraid that it will also be greatly damaged.

Can't let Zen Master Yuanwu hold a Zen staff and enter the Lin'an Forbidden Palace to force the lord of the country to change his will, right?

"And the other two."

The mustard monk pursed his lips and said in a low voice:

"It was for the sake of the former Chu, when there was a change in Lin'an, Nirvana Temple protected a lot of people from the previous dynasty, and after the founding of the Southern Dynasty, Zhao Hu wanted to search for him, but was rejected by the master.

After some negotiations, in order to protect the innocent people hiding in the temple, the master could only accept the title of national teacher, and at the cost of this, Zhao Hu never wantonly killed the remnants of the previous dynasty.

At the cost of his own reputation, the master protected the lives of nearly 1,000 people in the southern country, which was actually a good deed of cutting meat and feeding eagles. ”

"I see."

Shen Qiu suddenly realized.

He glanced at the mustard seed monk, no wonder he could hide in the Nirvana Temple for so long.

It turned out that the Zen master Yuanwu used his own reputation to protect the mustard monk and other people from the previous dynasty.

In this way, his own master, who was able to take Qingqing and himself to spend so many years in Suzhou, in addition to the Su family's help to hide, he was also very low-key, and he was also a sacrifice of Zen Master Yuanwu.

"You now understand why I brought you to Master, right?"

The mustard monk turned the Buddha beads and said to Shen Qiu:

"Although you and my master have never met, you and Qingqing, including your wife Yaoqin, are all worthy of his kindness."

As they spoke, they entered a large tent.

When Shen Qiu walked into the tent, he saw an old monk wearing a yellow monk's robe and a red robe, with his back to them, knocking on the wooden fish, turning the Buddhist beads, and chanting the sutras softly.

On the surface, this monk is indeed not outstanding.

Sitting cross-legged, his waist bent down, only his white beard and slightly longer eyebrows, swaying back and forth.

Zen Master Yuanwu is the oldest of the current twelve days list, except for Chunyangzi. He became famous very early, and his rank in the rivers and lakes is extremely high, even seven or eight years older than Yang Tao.

It's a rare year now.

"Master, I'm back."

The mustard monk waited behind the old monk, and only after the old monk finished reciting a Ranga Sutra did he say a word.

Zen Master Yuanwu, it seems that he didn't feel the person behind him, and after the mustard monk spoke, he turned around, and the old monk's face was also wrinkled, and there were also old age spots.

He has a long white beard and long flowing eyebrows.

But at first glance, the most impressive thing is the eyes.

Very clear eyes.

It doesn't seem like what an ancient monk should have at all, his eyes are full of gentleness, as if revealing a sense of Zen, to treat all living beings in the world.

In that gaze, in addition to the quiet accident, there is also a child's curiosity.

His gaze fell on Shen Qiu first, looked at it a few times, shook his head slightly, and looked at his disciple again, this time, the old monk did not shake his head, but frowned.

"The heart is not pure, and Zen does not exist."

Monk Yuanwu turned the mottled Buddha beads in his hand, and he whispered in an old and weak voice:

"Disciple, you have fallen into the red dust heart barrier, your heart is like a bodhisattva sitting upside down, you don't see the Dharma, you are full of sorrow, the turning point is very much, what is this?"

The mustard monk was silent for a moment.

He knelt down behind Monk Yuanwu and replied:

"The apprentice has let Master down. It's just that the six roots can no longer be purified, and they are greedy for red dust in their hearts and can't let go. ”

"Oh?"

The old monk pursed his lips, and a smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said:

"Why should the poor monk be disappointed? Amitabha, there is no regret in the heart of the disciple, the past vain delusions, but also fell on the spiritual platform, although there is no Zen, but because of the blessing of misfortune, has picked up the heavy red dust.

If you can let go of it again, you can shave your degree, enter my Buddha's door, and receive my Dharma.

This is a very good thing, when the Jinling is over, then go back to the Nirvana Temple with the teacher, face the wall penance, three years later, the teacher will shave for you. ”

Before the mustard monk could speak, Shen Qiu stepped forward, bowed to the old monk to the end, and whispered:

"Master Yuanwu, please forgive me for being rude, but Master Mustard, don't shave!"

He raised his head and looked at the clear eyes of the old monk, and he said:

"Master Mustard Seed, the red dust is not over, if you really enter the Buddha's door, it is not a good thing, but a tragic thing."

"Why is that?"

The old monk blinked, he seemed to be very curious, so he asked Shen Qiu:

"The poor monk said that my disciple has seen that his mind is complete, he has cut off his delusions, and he can enter the Buddha's door, and he has found blood in the world, and his heart is satisfied, is there a conflict between the two?"

"Ahh

Shen Qiu was asked and had nothing to say.

The old monk spread his hands and asked:

"You child, who told you that if I am a Buddha, I will have to break off my love?

And who told you that if you cultivate my Dharma, you will have to be free from worries?

Cultivating oneself into a heartless stone, is this the meaning of my Buddhist compassion? ”

Zen Master Yuanwu stood up, his waist was slightly arched, he pronounced the Buddha's name, and said to the two people behind him:

"If there is a Buddha in the heart, wine and meat through the intestines, it is also practice; If there is no Buddha in your heart, you will not be liberated if you chant the sutra ten thousand times. The world slanders my Buddha as a stone clay sculpture, which is not satisfactory.

But I don't know that it's not that the Buddha is not spiritual, it's just that others don't believe in their hearts.

If you really believe it, this red dust is also the bliss of the West. ”

The old monk breathed a sigh of relief, he turned around, folded his hands, and said to Shen Qiu:

"But you, young man, have a flail in your heart and a tiger roaring, trying to break free from its bondage and hurt others. More than my disciple, you have to recite the scriptures with the old monk and me for a few years. ”

Shen Qiu looked embarrassed.

Zen Master Yuanwu did not reprimand him explicitly.

But what he said just now explained to him the Buddhist principles of the Nirvana Temple.

Shen Qiu didn't hear what it was, but it was certain that it was not the same as the kind of closed-door cultivation and cutting off all things in his memory, and Zen Master Yuanwu didn't care what happened to the mustard seed monk in the red dust.

He attaches more importance to the regrets in the heart of the mustard monk being replenished, and he has seen the level of perfection in his state of mind, and he doesn't even care about the red dust of the mustard monk.

This doctrine is very free.

However, what the old monk said to him afterwards was a little unpolite, probably because he saw that Shen Qiu was delusional in his heart and was not free.

"Master, don't be joking."

The mustard monk stood up from the ground, patted the dust of the monk's robe, and said to the monk Yuanwu:

"Shen Qiu is a person with opinions, he has his own bottom line in his heart, and he is determined to walk in the red dust, but the master can't persuade him."

"The poor monk didn't think about persuasion."

The old monk laughed, he glanced at Shen Qiu, and said:

"It's just that you, a hero of Heluo, have practiced martial arts to this realm, but there is no martial arts in your heart, it is really peculiar, if you are not born with a supernatural nature, you are a person with great wisdom.

has a relationship with my Buddhism, just like the donor back then. ”

Zen Master Yuanwu's smile made the atmosphere in the tent relaxed, and Shen Qiu's heart was also relieved, but then he heard "Zhang Shizhu back then", and he became suspicious again.

This Yuanwu Zen master, who always likes to play sharp, is it not Zhang Moxie?

When he was about to continue to ask, he heard a noisy sound from outside the tent, and Shen Qiuding listened to it, and heard someone shouting:

"The Northern Kou have attacked Jiangxin Island! Fast! Take up arms and line up! ”

Hearing this, Shen Qiu's face changed, he turned around and arched his hand to the mustard monk and the old monk, then turned over and flew out, galloping towards the Jianghu camp.

Jiangxin Island...

The Heluo Gang was stationed just now, and the Northern Dynasty attacked.

That's too much of a coincidence, isn't it?