It's just that in the end, Zhixiang took him out of the back gate of Qinglong Temple and walked on a small mountain road to the top of Qinglong Mountain, and the general frowned and said, "What, Master Qiushui is not in the temple?"

Zhixiang nodded and said, "Yes, although this temple is open to the world, it is a meritorious act, but after all, the monks need to be pure, and the teacher and several uncles are quiet people, and they have always lived in the small temple on the top of the mountain, and we generally call it "Little Qinglong Temple". With that, he smiled slightly, revealing two white teeth.

The general nodded silently, didn't say anything more, and followed Zhixiang towards the top of Qinglong Mountain.

Although Qinglong Mountain is not as towering as the Tongtian Sect's Tongtian Peak, it is definitely not low. The Qinglong Temple they came out of just now was already in the middle of the mountain, but they went up this time and walked for half an hour before they saw the plaque of the Little Qinglong Temple.

From the outside, the small Qinglong Temple really can be called a small character, in and out of the courtyard of only three into, and the magnificent Qinglong Temple on the middle of the mountain is very far away, but here is far away from the world, only to see the surrounding pine and bamboo, dense forest, the mountain wind blows, loose bamboo shake, indescribable quiet and elegant, compared with the bustle under the mountain, it is another taste.

The general has just recovered from his injury, walked this many roads, his forehead has been slightly sweaty, he stopped and rested for the time being, looked back, and saw the incense in the Qinglong Temple in the middle of the mountain, and the wisps floated up, it was so far away, and he could see it clearly, and there was a faint voice in the middle of it, and he couldn't say the pious and solemn meaning.

The general looked at it for a long time, stunned, and didn't know what he was thinking, after a long time, he turned around, Zhixiang nodded, and took him into the Xiaoqinglong Temple.

It's much simpler here than down the mountain, the two of them walked through the middle Buddha hall, turned two corners to the right, and walked into the back hall, where there were three pure meditation rooms. Zhixiang stepped forward, walked towards the door of the Zen room in the middle, and said loudly: "Master, the general and the benefactor have already come." ”

An old but kind voice immediately sounded in the meditation room, saying, "Please come in!"

Zhixiang turned around and made a gesture of invitation to the general, and the general hesitated for a moment, then walked into the house, but Zhixiang stopped outside, and didn't seem to have the intention of going in together.

Walking into the meditation room, the general glanced around, this meditation room is simple and unpretentious, and all the furnishings are almost exactly the same as the meditation room where he was recuperating at the bottom of the mountain. And today, the master of the righteous path, the abbot of Qinglong Temple, Master Qiushui, is sitting cross-legged on the meditation bed, holding a string of prayer beads in his hand, looking at him with a smile on his face.

"You're here. Master Akimizu said with a calm voice and a smile.

Somehow, in the face of this divine monk, the general's originally somewhat turbulent heart quickly calmed down, took a deep breath, and nodded: "Yes." ”

Master Qiushui looked at him carefully, from top to bottom, his eyes flashed with strange compassion and light, and the rosary in his hand also turned slightly, and he said for a while: "You should have something to ask me?"

The general immediately nodded and said, "Yes, I'm very curious, why did the Qinglong Temple take the risk of turning against the Tongtian Sect to save me, and why did you ......?"

He asked in a hurry, and his voice was extremely fast, but he was only halfway through the question, but he involuntarily stopped, only to see Master Qiushui stretch out his right hand and stop in mid-air, preventing him from continuing.

At the top of Qinglong Mountain, Xiaoqinglong Temple, outside the silent meditation room, there was a knock on the door.

Master Qiushui raised his eyebrows, then shook his head slightly, sighed, and said, "Is it Zhixiang, come in!"

Zhi Ying entered with a voice, walked over and saluted Master Qiushui, looking at his face, there seemed to be a trace of worry, and said, "Master, it has been a whole day and a night, and he has not come out yet. ”

Master Qiushui shook his head and said, "The fate of the world, the love and hatred of the world, where is it so easy to see and let go!"

Zhixiang joined the ten and said in a low voice: "Yes." Then he frowned and said to Master Qiushui: "Master, I am worried that there is a 'Jade Ice Tray' in the hut, although it can protect the immortality of Uncle Qiushui's Dharma body, but the cold ice qi is very harmful to ordinary people. And the donor was seriously injured and just recovered, and he was in great confusion and pain, in case anything was left behind...... The root of the disease, how can we be worthy of Uncle Qiushui's deathbed explanation?"

Master Qiushui said lightly: "It's okay, I have used the Ascension Decision to protect his heart veins yesterday, plus his own cultivation, although the cold is poisonous, it is expected that there is no major problem." ”

When Zhixiang heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "I see, the disciple is also relieved." ”

Master Qiushui nodded, and at the same time glanced at Zhixiang, and said: "I see that you are very concerned about this benefactor, although there is a deathbed explanation from your Uncle Qiushui that day, but for yourself, it seems that you also look at him differently!"

Zhixiang smiled and said, "Master's discernment, that's true. ”

As he spoke, he seemed to recall the past, sighed, and said, "Don't hide it from the master, since I first met with the benefactor, it has been ten years in a hurry. In the past ten years, the disciples have made small progress in learning Buddhism and Taoism, but they have been like babies in their lives, and there has been little change. Only this benefactor, looking at his life, stormy waves, ups and downs, great sorrow and suffering, grievances and hatreds, the Buddha said that all kinds of pain, but let him taste them one by one. ”

Master Qiushui was slightly moved, and he recited a Buddha name lightly.

Zhixiang said again: "The disciple also thought of this general in the middle of the night, and when he was sleepless, he also used to represent him, just imagine that all kinds of pain happened to the disciple. It's a pity that the disciple's Buddhism is not deep after all, and he is terrified. The Buddha said that the flesh and skin are just dust after all, but this heart is the only way, and the emphasis is on understanding. Every time I think of this, I think of the rough life of the benefactor, but now he can still support it, and the disciple really admires it. ”

Speaking of this, Zhixiang's expression suddenly changed, but he knelt down to Master Qiushui.

Master Qiushui was stunned and said, "Why are you doing this?"

Zhixiang said in a low voice: "The master is above, the disciple's cultivation is shallow, and the understanding of Buddhism is not deep, but he can't bear to suffer from demons in his heart for a person like the benefactor." May I ask the teacher to exert great magical powers, use the boundless power of our Buddha to cross the point to him, and use the Buddha's mercy to dissolve his anger, so that he can get rid of the sea of suffering in his heart. This is also a matter of great merit, the upper should be merciful to the heart of heaven, and the lower can also comfort the deceased Uncle Qiushui. Master has mercy!"

With that, he fell to the ground with his hands and bowed three times in a row.

Master Qiushui shook his head and sighed, and sighed: "Idiot! Besides, it's not that the teacher doesn't want to cross this person, but that he has experienced many hardships and ups and downs in his life, and to this day, his heart is as solid as a rock, and extraordinary people can shake his heart. As the so-called Buddha is in the human heart, all sentient beings have Buddha fate, and in the future, they will fall into the sea of suffering, or turn back to bliss, all in their hearts, and we will not be able to exert our power on him. ”

Zhixiang slowly stood up, bowed his head and folded his head, and there was inevitably a look of disappointment on his face, but he still said in a low voice: "Yes, the disciple understands." ”

Pu Hong pondered for a moment and said, "You better go to the back hut to see him, although the cold in the house should be fine, but with his current body, it is not a good thing not to eat water and rice all day and night." ”

Zhi responded to the sound, calmed down, walked outside the house, and was about to open the door to go out, when suddenly saw a person standing outside the door, the sun shone in from behind the person, the person's face was a shadow, and he couldn't see his face clearly for a while.

Zhixiang was taken aback and took a step back, only to see that it was the general who didn't know when he came to the door of the house, and stood quietly. After a day and a night, the general did not seem to be tired, but his face had become very pale, and his eyes were full of bloodshots, and he was afraid that he had not closed his eyes all night.

When he saw that it was Zhixiang, the corners of the general's mouth moved, and he slowly nodded to Zhixiang, Zhixiang was stunned for a moment, and returned the salute. The general then walked in slowly and stood opposite the Akimizu Division.

Master Akimizu is still the same as yesterday, sitting cross-legged on the meditation bed, holding a rosary in his hand, constantly turning. Seeing that the general wanted to speak and stopped, he was not surprised, and said lightly to Zhixiang: "Move the chair for the little donor, and in addition, you can also sit down!"

Zhixiang agreed, dragged the chair over for the generals to sit on, and sat on the side himself.

Master Qiushui was silent for a moment, and then said, "If you have anything to ask me now, just ask." ”

The general's eyes seemed to be a little uncertain, as if his state of mind had not been calmed down until now, and after a while, he heard him whisper: "Why did you Qinglong Temple save me?"

Master Qiushui said: "Everything has a cause and a reason, the donor has today's bumpy situation, and there are many evil fruits planted by the Qiushui junior brother of Qinglong Temple back then, even so, Qinglong Temple can not see death without saving." ”

The general snorted and said, "If you do this, you are not afraid that the Tongtian Sect will turn against you?"

Master Qiushui smiled slightly and said, "I'm afraid." ”

The general was taken aback when he heard him so straightforward, and said, "Then you still ......."

Master Qiushui shook his head and said: "Qinglong Temple has been good friends with Tongtian Sect for generations, and the ancestors of all generations have reprimanded them, so they cannot be destroyed at will. That's why I ordered them to wrap you in black and snatch you back without a trace. ”

The general sneered: "The masters in the Tongtian Sect are like clouds, what if you expose your traces?"

Master Qiushui said lightly: "I ordered them to hide their traces for the sake of the harmony between the two factions, and I didn't want the two sects of the righteous path to be in trouble, so I made this decision. But if it's really unexpected, it's nothing, in order to save you, you have to turn your face. ”

The general stared at Master Qiushui and said in a deep voice, "What are you trying to save me so desperately?"

This time, Master Qiushui was silent, but the general didn't ask, just stared at him.

The general's wheezing voice became louder and louder, his chest rose and fell, and the expression on his face changed rapidly, suddenly, he seemed to have made up his mind, Huo Di turned around, strode out, listened to the sound of his footsteps, and walked towards the last hut.

Zhixiang's face changed greatly, and he exclaimed, "Master!"

Master Qiushui shook his head slowly, with an indescribable sadness on his face, and said in a low voice: "Let him go! The world is so hard, how many people can see it?" Amitabha Buddha ......

He folded it softly and chanted silently, and the room fell silent for a moment.

It's terrible to be quiet!

The morning bell is long, the drums are heavy and twilight, Qinglong Mountain is bathed in the ethereal clouds, from the rising sun to the evening glow, the sky is changing, the white clouds and dogs are rolling by, and time has never stopped for anyone after all.

Qinglong Temple is majestic and magnificent, standing majestically on Qinglong Mountain, as if a compassionate giant looks at the world, countless mortals gather from all directions in the early morning, worship the gods in the temple hall of the Buddha, tell their wishes of joy or sorrow, and seek the blessing of the gods. Tens of millions of people came and gathered, thousands of people dispersed and parted, day after day, never changed, gathering and scattering like years. Only the golden statue of the god and Buddha in the temple, the lamp is not extinguished in front of the hall, and the fireworks are curling, and the vicissitudes of the world are seen.