Two phoenixes, one black and one white, swim leisurely on the top of Tai'a. Yeming, Tianyou is the serious name of the two of them. A few fallen leaves fell from the 10,000-year-old plane tree, and the fallen leaves were full of dense words, scriptures, runes, and poems. Every sycamore leaf on this Nanyue Heavenly Pillar is written with the inscription of Guanyue Shichiro.

Now Guanyue Qilang is standing under the Tianzhu Tong Konghou, shaving for Xiao Zhang and Xiao Zhu:

"The living Buddha went out to transform his fate, and he didn't know when he would return. Today, the living Buddha is not there, although I have not lost my hair, but I also know the righteousness of Buddhism. Today, on behalf of the Living Buddha, I will transform for you. ”

"Mao Zhu, you and I are discussing Zen in front of Nanyue Tianzhu, I know that you are half a life of absurdity and half a life of bitterness, so you have not changed your original intention. Xiao Zhang, you are half flashy and half disillusioned, but your love has not been extinguished. Since you come to my Jingyun, it is related to my Jingyun Temple, and the living Buddha often says that Jingyun Temple is willing to spend all the people in the world who can be saved. Shave for you today, and the past will go down with your hair. Whether it is the mind or the demons, in the future, meditation will follow the creation. ”

In this way, Xiao Zhuzi knelt under the pillar of heaven and became a monk from then on. Without hair and beard, there is no gangsterism at all. His elegant and weak scholarly temperament is even more obvious. Even with the sharp triangular eyes of Xiao Dao Si, I am afraid that he will not recognize this person as the little thief of the past.

"Dark Phoenix, you shouldn't have saved my life. Flying bamboo is a joke in the world, and it is a false life. But one interesting thing in this life is to steal the magic stone Naraku. Because I only have the true character of a big hero, I am a real thief and a romantic, and I led my brothers to sleep in the wind and snow, and sought skin with the tiger, and finally fought to break the village and scatter the people, and died at the end of the world, and the brothers were also proud of the world and had no hesitation. But today, the magic stone fell into the hands of the Yuwen Party, and a catastrophe was inevitable between heaven and earth, and tens of millions of living beings would be sacrificed alive. Mao Zhu from a small food hundred meals, wearing hundreds of clothes, reading hundreds of books, for the top of the hundreds, but failed to repay the hundreds, today because of my loss of one person, trapped in a hundred families in danger, Mao Zhu is ashamed, sleep and eat uneasy. Even if the bamboo is broken, it is difficult to escape the blame for death. As he spoke, Xiao Zhuzi burst into tears.

Crushed took the wooden fish and knocked it a few times, shook it in front of Mao Zhu, and said solemnly: "Since you have entered my Buddha gate, you should know that the Dharma is boundless." Today I'm going to teach you a spell that turns mud into stone. ”

"Turning mud into stone?"

"Come, reach out!"

Crush put a piece of clay in the palm of the floating bamboo.

"Isn't this just mud? Can you turn it into a magic stone?"

"Sincerity is spirit. If you recite the Diamond Sutra, you throw a speck of dust. When you finish reciting the Diamond Sutra, this spell will naturally be completed. ”

So this stupid monk really did as the village aunt ordered. Say a sentence and throw one. "All appearances are false, if you see all the aspects that are not the same, you will see the ......" The mud was peeled back layer by layer, and inside was actually a ruby.

"This ruby is the core of the magic stone Naraku, and what the knife takes away is just the skin of the magic stone. All appearances are false, and if you see things that are not appearances, you will see them as they are. Do you understand the meaning of the Diamond Sutra?"

"Understood. ”

"From now on, Feitian Moso fell off a cliff and died. The law name is floating bamboo. ”

The sunset is setting between the mountains and the sea. To the east, there is the bustling singing and dancing of the imperial city of the Celestial Empire, and to the west, there is the hardship of food and clothing for the people in the border city. This is the end of the Southern Chu Dynasty, the destination of human faith, and the legendary holy city.

Pointing to the flow of refugees that stretched from the foot of the mountain to the mountain, he sighed, "Ukitake, have you seen these refugees?"

"See. ”

"You see, they are not lazy people, they have climbed the top of Tai'a for ten miles and eight wildernesses, and they have also laid the foundation of the agricultural foundation of the Great Celestial Empire with their bare hands, what makes them poorer and poorer, displaced and have nothing?

"When there is an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent. Xiao Zhuzi nodded: "Let's save them together." ”

What are you going to do to save?" Kanzuki Shichiro raised his eyebrows. You should have known that little fools are not easy people to persuade. For the two people who are so attentive to the common people, the "Diamond Sutra" just now was read in vain.

Twenty years ago, the four great families overthrew Southern Chu and established the Celestial Empire. The war was overwhelming and extremely tragic. After the founding of the Celestial Empire, Lu Ting, Shangguan, Yuwen, and Dugu divided the world, and then Shangguan wiped out the clan, Lu Ting declined, and the ambition of the Dugu family was obvious. People will misidentify themselves because of momentary desires, and the world will lose its light because of momentary injustice, but who really understands themselves? Who really understands the world? The rise and fall of the world, the changes of the world, but Jingyun Temple has never been obsessed with the world's appearances, so it can come for a thousand years. And now the little monk and the little village girl are impassioned, hit it off, and are full of responsibilities. Guanyue Qilang asked indifferently: "I heard that there are as many as 300,000 refugees, how to settle so many refugees?"

I was afraid that talent would not be enough to support their ambitions, so I asked the two children with a word.

Shichiro frowned: "To settle 300,000 refugees, you need the land of a city. Jingyun Temple can support up to 1,000 people. The land of this world is not the emperor's land. Where do you want to take you?"

The little monk suddenly patted his chest, full of confidence: "Don't worry, God has the virtue of a good life, and the Buddha will definitely manifest himself!"

"Hehe, there is indeed no way to be invincible. Qirou pointed to the collapsed high platform in the distant sky: "Do you see Youzhou Terrace, take them to the cursed ancient battlefield." It's big enough there. In the world, only the stinky ditch can go. ”

In this way, Guanyue Qilang refers to Youzhou, and the floating bamboo and fragments take the refugees on the road to exile.