Tiantong Temple bowl peak, a quiet and hidden Zen courtyard.

Hua Qing was sitting on the futon, listening to the Dongying monk in front of her, telling about the scenery of Dongying, accompanied by the old host of Tiantong Temple, and accompanied by a group of Nirvana monks and Yuanfa Zen masters.

Hua Qing has traveled all over the south of the Yangtze River, and has been to Tiantong Temple before, and because of the identity of Kunlun's disciples, she has made a wide range of friends in the south of the Yangtze River, and she is very open.

At this time, he was naturally treated as a guest.

And in this Zen temple, the residents are all monks from Hiei Mountain who crossed the sea from Dongying, and it can be seen that they have suffered a lot this time.

Although he has been cultivating in Tiantong Temple for a period of time, he is still yellow and thin, not that the food in Tiantong Temple is not good, but there is no spiritual light in his eyes, and he is full of twilight.

It's like being drained of spirit out of thin air, making it a state of rotten wood.

This is clearly not normal.

This is very similar to what Hua Qing has ever seen, those martial artists who survived after being extracted by the Ten Thousand Spirits Evil Array.

But these monks are not old, and they seem to have not lost their essence.

It's really weird.

What is being told to Hua Qing is the contemporary host of the Hiei Mountain Tiantai Sect.

This Dongying Buddhism is taken from the Central Plains, and the various Buddhist precepts, except for a few details, are very different from the Central Plains Buddhism, even the monks' robes and clothes are very similar and in the same vein.

Of course, the magic weapon in the hand of the old monk in front of him, and the text symbols of the Zen clothes on his body, are slightly different from the Central Plains Buddhism.

It is also understandable that any religion that goes to different places has to go through a series of localizations.

The old monk's face was haggard, just like those Dongying monks outside, there was no light in his eyes, he was dull, and there was a hideous knife wound on his neck.

Healed, but still shocking.

It is not difficult to imagine that when they escaped from Dongying, they must have experienced a bloody battle.

As he said, there are four or five hundred people left in the Dongying Buddhist Gate who fled with the Tiantai Sect, but there are less than a hundred people who can come to Tiantong Temple safely.

The rest of the monks and lay people will either remain forever in that hopeless hell or sleep in the raging waters.

It is difficult to cross the sea with blood, and the meaning revealed in these five words is really heavy.

This old monk of Dongying, whose legal name is Zhenji, speaks fluent Chinese, if it weren't for the monk's clothes with Dongying characters on his body, just looking at his posture and talking, Hua Qing would never think that he was a foreigner.

When Hua Qing sat down, there was a Tiantong Temple presiding over the Zen Master of the Dharma turning the Buddha beads and explaining to Hua Qing:

"Zen Master Zhenji, thirty-three years ago, when the sea route was not cut off, he came to my Tiantong Temple to study Buddhism, lived in the temple for eight years, and returned to Dongying after the Buddhism was profound.

He and the old monk is a close friend, believe that my Tiantong Temple can shelter the last hope of the Dongying Buddhism, so he took the suffering monks, into my temple, the old monk did not dare to slack off, that night sent a letter to the Nirvana Temple.

The presiding officer of Yuanwu sent Master Yuanfa to sit in my temple, and all the warrior monks accompanied him to protect the Buddha country, and the old monk put his mind at ease.

However, since the Zhenji Zen Master came to our temple, there were thieves who snooped day and night, and wanted to intercept and kill and poison, disturbing the people in the temple who were uncertain. ”

"It's the poor monk who has affected the Tiantong Treasure Temple."

The old monk Dongying also sighed, pronounced the Buddha's name, he looked at Hua Qing, and said:

"When we fled, we were pursued by the Maori Daimyo, who originally thought that when we reached Middle-earth, we would be safe, but who knew that the Daimyo's heart was like a stone, and he still sent people across the sea to chase and kill."

"At the port outside Ningbo, in recent times, there have indeed been a lot of Japanese merchant ships."

Hua Qing rubbed her fingers and asked:

"Those are all the chasers of the daimyo?"

"Not exactly."

The old monk lamented and said:

"Our land is now a hell on earth, and there are many people like us, who flee from their homeland by boat and go to Middle-earth, the land of Samhan, although those people call themselves merchants, they are afraid that they also have the intention of taking refuge.

It's just that they are afraid of the immortal's reproach and dare not tell the truth, alas, all living beings are suffering, and in order to survive, they can only make this decision. ”

Hua Qing nodded, and asked again:

"When I was young, I also heard that along the coast of Quanzhou, there were many Japanese merchants doing business, and the sea route was very prosperous.

The emperor of your country can still maintain the general system of the country, and it was more than 20 years ago, when the kamikaze had not yet appeared and the sea route had not been cut off, but now I hear you say that the people of the Wa Kingdom will be hell on earth.

Come to think of it, in the past 20 years or so that the sea route has been cut off, there will inevitably be a big incident in your country, but Penglai thieves are causing trouble? ”

Hearing Hua Qing say the word "Penglai", the body of the old monk of the Japanese Kingdom trembled a little, obviously this name poked the biggest fear in his heart.

He chanted the Buddha's name repeatedly, which calmed his mind, pursed his lips again, and said in a dumb voice:

"Since the time of the birds, in the soil of our country, there has been war and chaos, and the reason is traced back, all because five hundred years ago, there were immortals who came to the west, appeared in front of people, taught magic and martial arts, and messed up the outline of the dynasty.

The ambitions of the daimyo in various places were instigated, and after a hundred years of development, it finally caused a disaster in the world, and the entire land of Dongying fell into a turbulent and endless fight.

Millions of soldiers were cholera, and the great names in various places sought power, which led to the absence of peace in the world, and no one followed the six paths of the Pure Land of Buddhism.

As soon as the hearts of the people are gone, it is the beginning of the Yellow Spring, the heavenly demons are raging, and the despair of the world is born.

But it is true that as Childe said, although this chaos lasted for a hundred years, until more than 20 years ago, it was only a disaster in the world, and people's livelihood was disturbed, but it could barely be maintained.

But at that time, the three immortals of Penglai have been passed down from generation to generation in our country, Yunzhongjun, Yuejun and Netherworld, for five hundred years, they have been regarded as ministers of the humerus by successive emperors.

The immortals also have a wonderful method, which can stabilize the country, maintain the prestige of the emperor, and make the daimyo dare not rush into the palace and palace in the chaos of the war.

Until the present time of the kamikaze, although we monks and other religions, although they were excluded by Penglai, they only felt that it was a battle of beliefs, and they did not think about it. ”

The old monk paused, and his tone became heavy.

"But as soon as the kamikaze appears, the sea and land are cut off, and the land of Dongying is wrapped in it, and the contact with the outside world is suddenly cut off, and the demons know that the time has come, and they show their fierce nature.

First of all, the emperor's palace was attacked, Kyoto burned the city, the lord of the dynasty, overnight, died unclear, and the immortal auxiliary branch succeeded to the throne, thinking that he was a puppet.

The royal majesty fell, and then in the big city of the country, a lot of construction was built to make the high-rise building of the Penglai Immortal Palace, called 'Yutian Pavilion'

The matter can still be controlled at this point, but when the palace is built, the situation takes a sharp turn for the worse, and the aura gradually arises, and the immortals use the mouth of the emperor to spread the news of the revival of the divine court and force the people to turn to Penglai.

Under the jurisdiction of the Tuyumen family, the two lines of the Onmyoji clan of the He Mao family, in the land to summon ghosts and gods, rampant across the country, more than 100 years, the daimyo from the immortal family to learn the art of military training, cultivate the elite soldiers, and the samurai inherit the martial arts.

As soon as this aura came, the war everywhere escalated in vain. ”

The old monk's voice became more and more sad, and his tone became more and more desperate.

"It was originally a dispute in the world, but in less than ten years, it was blessed with supernatural powers, under the Tianwang Mountain, the white bone Jedi, the demons appeared, and they were in chaos everywhere.

There are demons and ghosts who are called 'killing hundreds of people'. They roamed Kyoto for seven days and nights, drinking blood and eating meat, killing and injuring thousands of people.

Under the city of Nara, tens of thousands of soldiers were born unjustly, and in three days they broke the city and slaughtered 100,000 people, so that the prosperous place became a ghost land.

In the four directions of Akita, the mountain demons made chaos, drove out the people, destroyed the towns, and built a demon country.

In the Amakusa Sea, there are also clusters of sea monsters, making waves and flooding 13 cities, and tens of thousands of living beings turn into water ghosts.

The people were frightened, so they had to ask for the protection of the Onmyoji, my Buddha was merciful, and the monks of the East Ying had six paths, and they also wanted to protect all sentient beings, but they were forbidden by the emperor, and there was a jade edict.

In Dongying, only Penglai immortals were able to kill ghosts and demons, and in the past few years, the immortal family has become more and more powerful.

At the beginning of the kamikaze, there were still big families in the country, 37 daimyo from all over the country, and after ten years, there were only five daimyo left, each called the demon king, occupying the abundant cities in various places, and the conquest was endless.

And one-third of our country's land has been abandoned into an endless wasteland, which is the real hell scene seen by the old monk.

The demons roared, the wicked rejoiced, killed and ate meat, drank blood and returned.

There is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles, there is no human population for thousands of miles, the white bones are exposed in the wild, and the people who read it break their intestines. ”

The old monk pursed his lips, the Buddhist beads in his hand were tightly clasped, and the people around him also heard the tragic situation and showed compassion.

But that's not all.

"If it's just a demon making trouble, that's fine."

The voice of the old monk Zhenji was hoarse, and he continued:

"Although the land of Dongying is small, it is not as rich as the country of Middle Earth, but there are not many people with lofty ideals in the country, and there are also swordsmanship dojos, loyal warriors, and hidden ninjas can be relied on.

That aura is gradually born, and all kinds of spells are enough to fight against demons and evils, if you really want to fight, my generation protects all living beings, and I am not afraid, but what is more terrible than demons is the viciousness of the bottom of the kettle. ”

He pointed to his godless eyes, and then to the monks outside the meditation room.

Said in a trembling tone:

"In the realm, with the rise of aura, whether it is Buddhism, samurai, ninjas, or sword masters, those who have the heart to resist in my generation are weakening day by day.

Originally, I thought that it was just a spell, but later, the old monk took the risk and went to the ghost town of Nara, and then I learned the truth.

What the resurrection of the divine court, what the reactivation of the aura, are all deception! ”

Zhenji was so angry that he couldn't speak, and his tone was filled with despair and anger.

"In just 20 years, the land of Dongying has been full of evil formations, taking the spiritual charm of living beings and turning them into spiritual energy, so that adults have been reduced to rotten wood, children's spiritual roots are not there, and millions of living beings in our country have been cut off from the future.

We were forced to turn into firewood, propping up its Penglai spiritual domain, giving birth to thousands of people in that spiritual domain, immortal atmosphere, and demons, but there was no hope for me.

Only by obeying Penglai, learning his family's immortal arts, following his family's martial arts, and obeying his family's rules, can he have good talents. is an ambition that can be realized.

There are five daimyo in our country, not because they are strong in battle, let alone blessed by gods and Buddhas, but because they took refuge in Penglai at the earliest, and they have been dogs in Penglai for generations.

It's a pity..."

The old monk was stunned, slumped on the futon, closed his eyes, and said in a sad tone:

"It's a pity that I found out too late, the world has been turned upside down, it has become hell, the reincarnation of the Jedi has begun, and I am no longer able to struggle. Hearing that the overseas kamikaze had dispersed somewhat, the old monk had no choice but to flee to Middle-earth with the remaining monks.

There is still a world in the world, although there are wars, but to see this living soul living in peace, it is like returning to the world from the Yellow Spring, which makes the old monk feel a lot of nostalgia, and also makes you smile. ”

The old monk wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and tried to smile.

It's a pity that there is really no smile on that sad face.

The atmosphere in the room was stagnant, no one wanted to speak at this time, the situation on Dongying's side was actually not complicated, Penglai seemed to use it as a rehearsal for the Central Plains.

It took less than twenty years to create the spiritual realm they imagined, and compared with the changes in the past twenty years, the Central Plains is now in a period of war.

The next step is probably to activate the evil arrays of all souls in the world.

"Let me see!"

Hua Qing raised her head and said to the old monk in front of her in a serious tone:

"I want to take a look at the hell on earth in your eyes."

"I've already..."

The old monk was a little stunned, but before he could finish his words, he was rudely interrupted by Hua Qing.

The latter stood up, stretched out his hand, and clasped it on the old monk's weak wrist, and the spirit was drawn and invaded the latter's mind.

"What you say is not as good as what I have seen with my own eyes, so don't struggle and fight."

The old monk could feel the strange power, and the flesh and blood were integrated into the spirit, which made his face full of astonishment, and the eyes that looked at Hua Qing were also a little more frightened.

He was in Dongying, he had fought against the Penglai people, and he was a member of the leader of the rebel army, and this kind of divine soul invasion seemed to be a means that only Penglai thieves would know.

However, the Zen master of Hongfa and the monks of Nirvana Temple can allow this person to come here, and they must believe in him very much.

Perhaps, this is the genius and powerhouse of Middle-earth.

This old monk came all the way to the Central Plains, in addition to taking refuge, he also has his own thoughts, he was on the side of Dongying, and heard the rebels of the Dragon Horse Kingdom say that there was an immortal in Penglai, who fell in the Central Plains.

He also came for help.

I hope that the powerful warriors of the Central Plains can help Dongying slay demons and recast the world.

Thinking of this, the old monk no longer had any intention of confrontation in his heart, and let Hua Qing's soul fall into his weak and rotten soul.

Those deepest memories were all open to Hua Qing at this moment.

The scene of the so-called hell on earth is finally in front of Hua Qing's eyes.

Like smoke dissipating, the curtain slowly opened.

He wanted to see what kind of consequences would be derived from all the plans of the Penglai thieves to the last step?

He wanted to see what kind of situation he would fall into if he and Shen Qiu and the others failed to fight Penglai, the land of the Central Plains and the hundreds of millions of living beings in the world?

He wanted to see that the bitter fruit of failure would give him more motivation for the hell on earth that had emerged outside the territory.

After all, there is no basis for words.

Only by seeing with your own eyes can you know the calamity, people are like this, if you don't see the Yellow River, you don't give up, if you want more people to join this resistance, you have to let them know right from wrong.

The brave are inspired by the calamity to fight for their lives, and the cowardly are shocked by the calamity, and they will also fight to the death.

They will all need these "propaganda materials", which is much more useful than hard talking.