In today's world, the demons of the previous generation are hidden, and the emperor is not visible.

On the surface, the world is peaceful, quiet and thriving.

No one knows which day in the future will break out in a real battle, silently waiting for that day to come.

Quietly, another hundred years have passed in the great world.

The Buddha has been kneeling outside the mountain gate of Lei Yao Buddha Sect for three hundred years, and the world has long forgotten the Buddha and regarded the Buddha as a history.

Maybe when the world is after tea and dinner, they will occasionally mention the Buddha.

No matter how much it is, it won't say anything, it's a pity! Not to mention that the creatures in the outside world have diluted the Buddha, even many disciples in the Buddhism sect have not taken the Buddha in their hearts.

Sometimes, when entering and exiting the mountain gate, some monks will remember the Buddha and bow deeply to the humanoid stone statue, while many others will turn a blind eye.

Three hundred years is enough time to change a lot of things.

Today, a small monk or nun is responsible for cleaning up the fallen leaves and dust outside the mountain gate.

The little monk and nun were in their early twenties, and he wore a thin robe, and walked step by step in front of the stone statue of the Buddha: "Amitabha." ”

The little monks and nuns have listened to the legend of the Buddha since they were young and deeply admired.

Looking at the millions of years of history of Buddhism, who would dare to dissipate the merits of a lifetime for the sake of a dead woman?

More importantly, the Buddha knew that his future was infinite, and he dared to do so without the slightest hesitation or hesitation.

In this respect, the Buddha really makes people all over the world sigh to themselves.

Da Da Da ...... At this time, a man came strolling from afar.

From a distance, this person is also bald, dressed in a robe.

If nothing else, he should also be a monk.

"Where does the master come from and where do you want to go?"

The little monk and nun asked.

"The poor monk has no space, and he comes from a very distant place."

This monk is very strange, although he is wearing a robe, he does not have the solemnity of a Buddhist disciple.

There was a wine gourd on the waist of the monk Wukong, his hands hung at his side, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Who is the monk Wukong, you ask?

I still remember a village and town a thousand years ago, when three hundred years after the end of the Battle of the Emperor's Fall, Gu Hengsheng crawled out of the coffin and passed a small town all the way.

Above the town, there is a very small Buddhist temple with a strange monk inside.

Gu Hengsheng once had a relationship with the monk Wukong and talked a few words.

The picture of that day: A seventeen-year-old little monk went down the mountain to buy wine and eat meat, Gu Hengsheng was very curious, and stepped forward to ask: "Monk, can Buddhist disciples drink wine and eat meat?" ”

"Wine and meat are intestinal poison, and the little monk just hopes that after he sits down, he will fall into hell to resolve the countless unjust souls and save the people in the world."

The little monk looked righteous and awe-inspiring, and replied with his hands folded.

As the saying goes, wine and meat pass through the intestines, and the Buddha stays in his heart.

The little monk has been studying Buddhism since he was a child, how can he be blinded by Hongchen's greed and hatred, everything is just to spread the true meaning of my Buddhism. ”

The little monk paused, and then said, "This benefactor, has the little monk ever seen you somewhere?"

Why is there a sense of déjà vu? ”

Do you also feel déjà vu?

Gu Hengsheng was shocked in his heart, although his face was expressionless, there were ripples in his pupils.

"Perhaps, we knew each other in our previous lives."

Gu Hengsheng took a deep breath quietly, his hands hidden under his sleeves shook slightly, stared at the little monk's eyes, and said hoarsely.

"Maybe! Some things, in the dark, have a fixed number. ”

The little monk thought seriously for a moment and nodded slowly.

Is that you?

Or is it just a familiar shadow?

Gu Hengsheng's throat rolled, and a fat monk appeared in his mind, and his mood was complicated and depressed.

"The name of the little monk and Buddha is empty, I don't know what the donor is called?"

The little monk asked.

"Gu ...... Evergreen. ”

Gu Hengsheng was stunned for a moment and replied.

At that time, Gu Hengsheng didn't dare to reveal his real name, so he could only use a pseudonym to perfunctory.

At this time, the tavern owner prepared the wine and meat and handed it to the little monk who had no space.

"Master Gu, meeting is fate, the little monk feels that we will meet again in the future."

The little monk took the wine and meat in his hand and walked away in style.

At a glance, for thousands of years, the reputation of the monk is not obvious, but his strength has reached an unimaginable level.

In the whole world, there are few monks who can do such free and easy.

It can be said that it is a real look through the red dust and a game in the world.

Gu Hengsheng felt that the monk had a familiar feeling at that time, and he felt very cordial.

If Gu Hengsheng could see the empty monk now, he would definitely be surprised.

Because, every move, word and deed of the Wukong monk is exactly the same as that of the eighth senior brother, the monk of the empty ring.

Lei Yao Buddha Sect, outside the mountain gate.

Due to the arrival of the monk Wukong, it attracted the attention of the strong people in the Buddhist sect.

A Zen master walked out from the depths of Buddhism, and the light of the Buddha filled the heavens and the earth: "The monk came to my Lei Yao Buddha Sect, what is the matter?" ”

Sensing the danger, Buddhism naturally cannot sit idly by.

What came out was a greedy Zen master who was the head of the nine great Zen masters.

"When I heard about the Buddha, I was touched, so I came here to take a look."

The monk turned around slowly and glanced at a greedy Zen master.

This glance directly stunned a greedy Zen master.

The next moment, the expression of a greedy Zen master changed, and he exclaimed: "Empty ring!" ”

"Poor monks have no space."

The monk of no space emphasized.

A "void ring" exhausted the horror of a greedy Zen master.

Who is the Void Ring Monk?

The Eight Disciples of the Floating Tomb.

The voidless monk in front of him is too similar to the empty ring back then, and it can even be said that it is the same.

Words and deeds, demeanor and actions, can not pick the slightest difference.

Before that, the eight disciples of the Floating Life Tomb had worshiped the Lei Yao Buddha Sect, and the Buddha name was Jinran.

Because the concept of Buddhism and Taoism of empty precepts is different from that of Lei Yao Buddhism, after that, he made a big fuss about Buddhism, overturned the Golden Buddha Temple, and then was expelled from Lei Yao Buddhism.

After that, the monk Jin Ran changed his Buddha name, entered the floating tomb, and changed the Buddha's name to an empty ring.

Since then, the name of the Master of the Void Ring has gradually resounded throughout the world.

Regarding the grievances between the Master of the Void Ring and the Lei Yao Buddha Sect, few people in the world know about it.

"No space, no space......" A greedy Zen master was stunned for a long time, is there really such a similar person in the world?

"Dare to ask Master Wukong, where is the Buddhism from?

What kind of Dharma are you cultivating? ”

Soon, the greedy Zen master suppressed his shocked feelings, and walked step by step outside the mountain gate, not far from the monk who was empty.

"Born in a dilapidated ancient temple in a remote mountain village, I practice Buddhism at ease."

The monk replied without thinking.

Can a dilapidated ancient temple cultivate such a character?

Not to mention that the greedy Zen master didn't believe it, even the senior monks who were secretly observing were also skeptical.