The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, the song in the mountain stream, the night, the sky pours moonlight, the mountain nightingale cries, and the wild road is full of afterimages.

Lin Yizhi's light skills are better, and he takes the lead in opening the way, and the wheel king, Lei Bin, and the color opera master follow closely behind.

Suddenly, Lin Yizhi's footsteps paused, and he heard the wind whirring again, and the Wheel King and several people also arrived.

"What's wrong?"

The Wheel King was shocked and asked in a low voice.

Lin Yizhi's face was quite solemn, and he only looked to one side.

"There's a master!"

"Master?"

What is a master, it has to vary from person to person, for Lei Bin and Cai Opera, the Wheel King is the master, for the Wheel King, Lin Yizhi is the master, so for Lin Yizhi, what is the master?

A few people listened attentively to the movements around them, the wind blew and the leaves fell, where was there anyone? Didn't Lin Yizhi hear it wrong?

Lin Yizhi sighed: "I originally thought that I would meet you again in a few days, but I didn't expect that you would come so quickly." ”

"What?" The Wheel King was puzzled.

Lin Yizhi didn't explain to them, but said indifferently: "You go to the back mountain first to take away Rama's body, the back mountain is the cemetery, as long as you find the tombstone of the drizzle, Rama's body is in the tomb!" ”

"Hmm!"

The Wheel King also sensed that something was wrong, but in this moment, the moonlight disappeared and the nightingale did not cry, so there must be a strong enemy.

"Let's go first, what about you?"

After all, there is a blood relationship between the Wheel King and Lin Yizhi, and when he saw Lin Yizhi staying, he was a little worried for some reason.

Seeing this, Lin Yizhi was quite surprised, he couldn't imagine that the Wheel King would still care about others.

"You take Rama's body and go back to the capital, I will go to you, don't worry, he can't keep me."

"Let's go, if you don't leave, I'm fine, you all have to stay."

This is really a strong enemy, Lin Yizhi has never seen such a sharp person, this is like a sword, a sword that has been hidden in the scabbard for decades, the sword has been hidden in the sheath for a long time, and when it is unsheathed, the edge is exposed, and the sun and the moon shine together.

"Let's go!" The Wheel King frowned, flew away, and now, not only him, but also Lei Bin and the color opera master saw someone coming.

This is an extremely simple monk, this monk is wearing a tattered robe, he does not wear Buddhist beads on his body, he does not hold a scepter in his hand, and even on his head, there is no trace of the precepts.

It can be seen from the wrinkles on his face and his gray beard that this monk is not young, but his eyes are blazing, like two bright pearls, as if in his eyes, he can see through all the facts of the world.

However, this monk was so ordinary, he was like an ordinary person, his hands were folded, and he walked down the steps step by step, without hurry, and finally stopped in front of Lin Yizhi.

Lin Yizhi blocked the front, and the three of the Wheel King passed through from both sides and headed towards the back mountain.

Lin Yizhi didn't move!

The old monk didn't move!

He didn't seem to be worried about the Wheel King stealing Rama's body at all, so he didn't stop it or remind him.

"The sword idiot master is so generous!"

Lin Yizhi couldn't help but sigh.

Lin Yizhi broke the silence, but the sword idiot monk smiled and said: "Amitabha, the Buddha said: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. "Gain or loss, why should the old man worry?"

This sword idiot monk is really profound, not as shallow as the bald donkeys in Shaolin Temple, but what he meant by this was that Rama's body was not his, gains and losses, why care, the preciousness of Rama's body, people in the rivers and lakes all yearn for it, but the sword idiot does not care about gains and losses, so Buddhism cultivation, it can really be described as a living Buddha in the world.

Lin Yizhi sighed again: "The sword idiot master is good at cultivating!" ”

The sword idiot monk smiled again: "Don't dare to be, don't dare to be, such a Dharma, only Huineng Patriarch can achieve it, the little monk has not reached it, and now he has to go to the next realm." ”

"For me, everything is equal, just like they go to get what they want, and I'm standing here, moving is not moving, not moving is moving, you know?"

The age of the sword idiot monk is also above sixty, but he not only calls himself a little monk in his words, but he can't help but be underestimated.

Lin Yi's heart shook, everything in the world is equal, this is not the understanding that everyone is equal, and everything in his world is more like the sword path of Dugu seeking defeat, everything in the world can be a sword, so, isn't it equal?

The sword idiot monk shook his head and said: "When Zen preached, the five ancestors chanted the Buddha's mouth: 'The body is like a Bodhi tree, the heart is like a mirror platform, and it is always diligently wiped, no

so that the dust remains'. This is already a very profound Buddhist teaching. But the Sixth Patriarch Hui Neng said even better: 'Bodhi is not a tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing originally, where the dust falls. We all understand this truth, but it is really difficult, difficult, difficult to practice to this realm! ”

"Nothing in the hand, something in the heart?"

To explain it in the system of the ancient dragon master, martial arts are divided into four realms.

First, there is something in the hand, but there is nothing in the heart.

Second, there are things in the hands and things in the heart.

Three, there is nothing in the hand, there is something in the heart.

Fourth, there is nothing in the hand, and there is nothing in the heart.

In Xiao Li's flying knife, when the old man Tianji and Li Xunhuan were talking, he once said that he was like a Bodhi tree, his heart was like a mirror platform, and he was always diligent in wiping it, so as not to cause dust?

As for Bodhi, there is no tree, the mirror is not a platform, there is nothing in the first place, where is the dust? I'm afraid that you have to be a god or a Buddha to do it.

Before the decisive battle between Shangguan Jinhong and Li Xunhuan, Li Xunhuan asked him what about the ring in his hand? Shangguan Jinhong replied, ring in his heart.

Li Xunhuan couldn't help but admire in his heart, what is nothing? Nothing is emptiness, emptiness is nothing, Xiao Li Feidao is the direction of the will, there is a knife in his heart, there is a knife in his hand, but he is only in the second realm. In the same way, Yan Shisan can only be regarded as the second realm, just because he still has a sword in his hand.

The reason why the old man Tianji lost to Shangguan Jinhong was because he was too old, and the reason why Shangguan Jinhong lost to Li Xunhuan was only because there was no second Li Xunhuan in this world.

Now this sword idiot is the first person Lin Yizhi has seen with such a realm, he has no sword in his hand, and the sword is in his heart, so he is the sword, and the sword is him.

Sword idiot, what is a sword idiot? Those who are crazy about the sword are for the sword idiot, and those who are crazy about the sword are also sword idiots, Lin Yizhi doesn't know what kind of story the sword idiot has? But he knew that this sword idiot was definitely a kendo master who was not weaker than Yan Shisan.

Even if Lin Yizhi had improved his evaluation of the sword idiot before, now it seems that the danger of this sword idiot may be even higher.

Lin Yizhi can say that there is no sword in his hand, and there is a sword in his heart, the sword idiot monk was a little surprised, carefully looked at Lin Yiyi, and couldn't help sighing: "Little donor, you are ruthless and unrighteous, betraying friends, with blood on your hands, and unscrupulous means to achieve your goals, but you are a good person, with Buddha nature, it is better to put down the butcher knife, take refuge in my Buddha, concentrate on cultivation, and reach the realm of the immortal Buddha as soon as possible......"

"Good guys?"

"Go TMD good guys!"

"The master's Dharma is profound, but my heart is heavy, and I am afraid that I will not be able to enter your Buddhism."

Lin Yi's vigilance was raised again, and it was said that Buddhism had the ability to speak lotus flowers, and this sword idiot. Buddhism and martial arts are profound, and Lin Yizhi was unconsciously brought into his thinking.

Lin Yizhi's face was solemn, his hand was also on the hilt of the sword, and he sighed secretly, tonight, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get out.

Lin Yizhi has never liked Buddhism, and he has seen a lot of conspiracy theories about Buddhism before, but he only feels that if Yue Buqun and Zhu Wuwu are hypocrites, then Buddhism is a bunch of hypocrites.

However, he did see it wrong, the sword idiot monk is indeed a virtuous monk, he is alone, such words, but seeing Lin Yizhi's good understanding, he felt something.

I only heard him say: "The old man can see that the sword path of the little benefactor should not have reached the realm of "there is nothing in your hands, but there is something in your heart" as you said. Since you don't want to enter my Buddhism, then the old man will give you something! I wish you a speedy breakthrough. ”

"What?"

"The closed-mouth meditation of Buddhism!"