The spacious quiet room, without any decoration, only an ordinary futon, on the futon, a young monk sitting, handsome, with a heavy spiritual ring behind his head, running through time and space, immeasurable light, immeasurable longevity.

In front of the young monk, the current abbot of Shaolin wept and said: "When today's etiquette and music collapse, everyone is like a demon, and the belief in gods and Buddhas has also been knocked into the dust. ”

"I hope the ancestor will make a move!"

The Shaolin abbot knocked on the ground with his head.

"I hope the ancestor will make a move!"

Seeing that the young monk did not respond, the Shaolin abbot knocked on the ground again.

Until the ninth kowtow of the Shaolin abbot, the young monk finally opened his eyes, as the monk opened his eyes, the divine ring behind his head was retracted by a heavy, and finally disappeared into invisibility, but even if there was no divine ring, the momentum of the young monk was still out of the dust, as if it would break away at any time.

The young monk's eyes are warm, his eyes are deep, like a starry sky, the flame of wisdom turns into trillions of stars, burning, as if he can penetrate everything, just a glance, the Shaolin abbot feels that he has no secrets, he knows that his ancestor is practicing fate, if it is a great success, he can know himself and the fate of the six realms of millions of lifetimes and what they have done.

However, if it really comes to this point, it is already the Buddha's supernatural power, which cannot be touched by mortals, and the Tibetan Tantric Dafa of Changing the Heaven and Hitting the Earth is a martial art for cultivating fate.

It's just that the fate of his own patriarch is not due to martial arts, but after comprehending the Buddha's principles from the Buddhist scriptures, the supernatural powers are naturally born.

This is ten hundred times more difficult than cultivating with martial arts, but the supernatural powers obtained are also more extensive.

"Yuanjue, the collapse of etiquette and music, is destruction and rebirth, everyone is like a demon, a god is a demon, but in a thought, all living beings in the world are enlightened, do you think it is a blessing or a curse?!" The young monk said lightly, as if he had seen a distant future.

"The world is changing, success or failure is unknown, Buddhism has been spreading for thousands of years, and it is also changing, is it a blessing or a curse?!"

"This time there has been an unprecedented change, and my Buddhism should also change!"

Speaking of this, the corner of the young monk's eyes also dripped, a drop of Buddha tears.

Even if he is a great master, it is impossible for him to force all monks to give up their privileged lives and become ascetics.

When Yuanjue came here today, he knew the thoughts of those Buddhas.

"Would you like to go back?!" The young monk asked softly.

"Please also ask the ancestor to help!"

Yuanjue kowtowed heavily, and no longer got up.

The young monk sighed: "That's it! That's it! ”

"This time, I will go east to subdue the demons, and the four major ones will be empty, so take care!"

As the words fell, the young monk's breath became more and more empty and empty, as if he would disappear into the world at any time.

When Yuanjue got up, there was no trace of the young monk in front of him.

"Patriarch, the disciple is ashamed, I am willing to guard the tomb for the patriarch for fifty years, and never ask about the world again!"

Seeing the young monk leaving, Monk Yuanjue couldn't help but cry.

He knew that he was forcing the young monk to die, although this was not his will, but it was the will of the entire Buddhist sect.

Many people know that the young monk's longevity is running out, so this time, the master of Buddhism contacted the Jin people, and the Jin people issued conditions to ensure the immortality of the Buddhism inheritance, but the great master of the Buddhism sect was asked to hit Wang Daoming hard with his life!

Monk Yuanjue knew that his ancestor had already understood the cause and effect of the matter, but he didn't say it explicitly.

Once you go to the four major empty, it means to die!

……

"National Teacher, according to your plan, the Grand Master of the Middle-earth Buddha Sect has already gone to die!" On the hillock of the grassland, Si Hanfei looked up at the clear sky, and his words were light.

Next to Si Hanfei, there was also a monk wearing a red monk's robe, with a thin body and wrinkles, but his eyes were extremely bright, as if he could ignite the void.

This person is the national teacher of the grassland, and the invincible master of Ba Siba, who has cultivated the miraculous skill of changing the heavens and striking the earth!

Ba Siba, along with King Jinlun and Kublai Khan, are the three major masters of the grassland, and they are all great grandmasters.

"I'm not asking Monk Jueyuan to die, but sending him to be broken, the four are empty, if he can really be empty, it will be a broken void!" Ba Siba's eyes were blazing, and his spiritual thoughts were in harmony with heaven, as if he had penetrated the unpredictable future.

"But if he can't figure this out, he's really dead!"

Ba Sida said: "Otherwise, do you really think that a great grandmaster will be forced to do what he does not want to do?!" ”

"If you don't want to, the will of the Buddha Sect will not be able to shake the Buddha heart of the Great Grandmaster!"

"Pure Yang of Thought, what kind of color does the word Pure Yang have in your feelings?!" Ba Siba asked with a smile.

"Golden!"

Si Hanfei responded.

Ba Si said: "The golden man is immortal, the water and fire are unshakable, and the eternal remains the same, such a thought, how can an external force shake it?!" ”

"All I'm doing is pushing the boat down the river!"

"Under the favorable time, place and people, Jueyuan saw the broken opportunity, so he went, although he still had a little reluctance in his heart, but under the broken void, this little unwillingness also disappeared spontaneously!"

Ba Siba's face remained unchanged, and he continued: "The day when Jueyuan enters the extinction, it is the time when we raise our army, the change of the Great Song Dynasty is really an unprecedented change since the beginning of the world, if it continues, I am afraid that the achievements of my Jin Kingdom will be ruined in one fell swoop, and we cannot continue at this time!" ”

"In fact, raising troops at this moment, the only variable is in the Ming Emperor, but unfortunately the Khan is still sitting in the pass, trying to see the broken, otherwise, with the Khan's immortal skills, the Ming Emperor can be easily suppressed!"

……

The autumn wind rolls up the leaves, a little sluggish, a little astringent.

A young monk, Shi Shiran entered the imperial city, without attracting anyone's attention and not stirring up the slightest wave.

In the imperial city, Wang Daoming suddenly felt something, put down the booklet in his hand, and walked out of the palace step by step.

The sky is getting dark, a bright moon hangs high, sprinkling the cold moonlight, far away, Wang Daoming saw the ancient street, a handsome monk, stepping on the moonlight, as if the immortal Buddha is in the dust, does not belong to the world.

There were no pedestrians on the street, and the houses on both sides of the street were only sporadic lights. ”

The young monk smiled and said, "Prove a thought, plant a fate!" ”

Wang Daoming smiled: "You want to subdue demons?!" ”

The young monk said: "Killing is to protect life, cutting karma is not killing people, in Wuji, you are not a demon, I am not a Buddha, all living beings are equal, how can we talk about subduing demons?!" ”

The young monk asked, "Have you ever seen sentient beings?!" ”

Immediately, the young monk smiled, and the red dust dreamed, and in an instant, he changed the world, and everything returned to Wuji and re-evolved.