Remnant sun, thatched huts, old trees.

The sky is graying.

Under the old tree, an old monk and a young man in white sat opposite each other.

The sound of "Du" and "Du" seems to hit the bottom of people's hearts, making people's hearts clear.

Lu Qingping's expressions were a little solemn, and they slowly walked towards here from not far away.

In their eyes, a monk and a young man under the old tree of this hut seem to be alone in some strange realm.

"Could it be the legendary abbot of Buddhism."

There is an abbot in the Taoist gate, and there is an abbot in the Buddhist gate, the same noun, different meanings.

However, the abbot of Buddhism usually refers to the head of the Buddhist temple, although the place where he lives is only the size of the abbot, it contains 100,000 meritorious forests, and there are mustard seeds in square inches, and the meaning of Sumeru heaven and earth.

The realm in front of the old monk and Lin Wanyang was like a square inch of heaven and earth, isolating them from the outside world.

The three of them could still see them sitting under the tree, but they couldn't feel their presence.

Lu Qingping and the three of them finally approached under the tree.

Song Weiyu saw the appearance of the senior brother, more mature and handsome than when he went down the mountain, his face was calm at the moment, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be sitting in front of the old monk as if he was pretending to sleep, breathing evenly.

The woman was worried at this moment, completely let go, and couldn't help crying with joy.

It's okay for the big brother.

And just when Song Weiyu couldn't help but stretch out her hand and open her mouth, ready to call this man who had been waiting for more than two years.

A calm old voice slowly came into the ears of the three people: "Don't act rashly." ”

Follow the prestige.

It was the gray-clothed old monk sitting opposite Lin Wanyang.

Song Weiyu had a lot of apologies and gratitude on his face, and bowed down and said: "Wudang Mountain Song Weiyu, thank you master for saving my senior brother's life, and I haven't asked for the name of the master yet." ”

The old monk still closed his eyes, and the action of knocking on the wooden fish was not hurried or slow, and he did not see his mouth move, but a voice came out:

"The old man is bitter, and the donor is polite."

"It turned out to be Kuxuan ......," Song Weiyu was about to say thank you again.

Suddenly, my heart flashed, this name seems to have heard the master say, it is a certain master of the King Kong Temple in the holy land of Buddhism?

But she couldn't be sure for a while, so she put down this thought first, looked at Lin Wanyang with concern, and then asked Shi Li: "I don't know how my senior brother is doing now?" ”

At the same time that Song Weiyu cared about Lin Wanyang.

Lu Qingping was also secretly looking at the middle-aged man in yellow not far away and the bitter old monk in front of him.

Just now, I saw that the middle-aged man in yellow clothes slightly revealed a trace of qi, and he gave birth to a chance of disgrace in the surrounding grass and trees, this kind of cultivation realm, I am afraid that it is no longer something that ordinary people in the rivers and lakes can do, it is very likely to be......

It surpassed the realm of the "supernatural powers" of the great martial arts master.

This step of the realm, driving thunder and lightning, controlling the qi of all things in heaven and earth, and mediating the five elements, is only in the palm of your fingers.

And this bitter old monk can get acquainted with this middle-aged man in yellow clothes, I am afraid it is also the same good cultivation.

Just when Lu Qingping was thinking about these things on the side.

For Song Weiyu's question.

The old monk's voice was smooth and thick, and he said slowly:

"Lord Lin Shi has performed the magic of entering the devil, and the demon root is deep in his heart, and now his external injuries after the battle that day have healed, but his consciousness has long been restored, and he has become a demon with only a blood-red murderous nature, and his body cannot control himself."

Although they had already heard the cause and effect of the demon in the middle-aged man in yellow, and now they heard the confirmation of the old monk again, the two sisters and brothers still trembled in their hearts.

Lu Qingping asked at this moment: "I don't know the master, is you ...... now?"

Lu Qingping suddenly spoke, making the old monk silent for a moment.

"Who is this benefactor?"

Then, he asked in a pause.

Lu Qingping talked about her friendship with Wudang Mountain's sister and brother.

When the old monk heard this, he was silent for a moment again, not knowing what he was thinking.

Immediately, he said slowly: "Master Lin Shi because he took the initiative to enter the demon, so even for the old monk, it is very tricky, after seeing his cruel and murderous state after entering the demon, the old monk had no choice but to use the magic power of Buddhism to subdue demons, and pulled him and the consciousness of the old monk into the Pure Land Buddha Land together. ”

"In the Pure Land Buddha Land, there is a solemn sound that cleanses his mind, and it is expected to awaken his original consciousness."

"Buddha Yun, the cultivation of the world is just to surrender his mind, if the donor of Lin can surrender the demon thoughts this time, for him, it is also another kind of practice."

The three of them were thoughtful at the same time.

The theory of Buddha and demons has been widely spread in the land of Yanfu.

There are Buddhist legends and stories such as "Buddha and Demon One Thought", "Put Down the Butcher's Knife and Become a Buddha on the Ground", "Demon Evil Buddha Becomes Enlightened", "The End of the Dharma and the Demon Tribulation" and so on.

Buddhism is indeed the sect that knows the most about demonic obstacles.

Although Lin Wanyang fell into the devil, looking at the current meaning, it seems that with the help of the old monk, there is no opportunity to recover.

And the two of them under the tree were motionless, it was the old monk who was helping Lin Wanyang to surrender the demonic thoughts.

"Thank you Master for your mercy!" Song Weiyu was grateful and bowed again.

After a moment, she hesitated, "I don't know when my senior brother will come back?" ”

Ku Xuan said: "Since the day he saved Lord Lin, Lao Wei has been sitting with him for sixty days, and everything depends on Lord Lin himself. ”

"Surrender his heart, suddenly surpass the Buddha land, sometimes it only takes a thought to put down the butcher's knife, and sometimes, it takes a long, long time......"

Song Weiyu was in a trance, which means that no one knows when Lin Wanyang will be able to come out of the state of being demonic.

After changing her mind, her soft face rose with determination, and she said, "Then I will accompany him here." ”

She made a decision in an instant, and just as she turned her head, she was about to say something to Lu Qingping and her junior brother.

Suddenly.

The old monk's calm and soothing voice came, making her face change.

"The pure land is not stained with dust, and a few donors staying here will not be beneficial to the forest donors, but will disturb the pure realm of this place, resulting in some unnecessary changes......"

"This ......" Song Weiyu was in a dilemma.

She looked at Lin Wanyang infatuatedly, not knowing what to do.

Staying here will disturb Lin Wanyang.

But, finally found it, how could she be willing to leave again.

At this moment, the voice of the middle-aged man in the distance came, saying: "I brought you here because you have a close relationship with him, but if you are really for his good, don't stay here for a long time, let him surrender his demons here, it is the right thing." ”

"If you disturb him and there is a change, even an old monk can't do anything."

Hearing the middle-aged man's voice, Song Weiyu's face changed slightly.

Jiang Xiaodong glanced at his senior brother, then turned his head and persuaded him gently: "Senior sister, since we know that my senior brother is okay and is recuperating here, we can come to see him every day until he breaks free from his demonic thoughts, and we will go back to Wudang Mountain together, not waiting here, it will be the same if we wait elsewhere." ”

Song Weiyu is not a person who can't listen to words, and after hearing this, he smiled bitterly: "Hmm." ”

In the end, she was still reluctant to linger here for a moment.

When it was getting dark, the three of them left.

Lu Qingping didn't talk much all the way, but he always felt in his heart that there was something wrong with the old monk and the middle-aged man.

What was wrong, he couldn't say.

Moreover, the horror of the cultivation of the two of them is profound, so that even if there is something strange in his heart, he can only suppress it in his heart, and prepare to return to Junzhou City with his sister and brother first, and then analyze the doubts in his heart well.

…………

Just after the three of them left.

It's dark.

Under the old thatched hut.

The old monk suddenly opened his eyes, these eyes, cloudy and vicissitudes, stared at the young man in front of him, and spoke.

"Master Lin, who has already met your master, one of these last two obsessions, should also let go......"

The old monk's tone was dotted with compassion, and it seemed that the Buddha who was transcendent from outside the world was talking about the most subtle Dafa in the world, teaching people to let go of the suffering of the world and go straight to the other side.

Just when the old monk's words fell.

Lin Wanyang under the tree suddenly moved his fingers slightly, struggling a little, however, his hair bun began to fall out at this moment, sliding down the black hair like a waterfall and began to fall out......

Three thousand are like black silk waterfalls, slowly gone, flying under the trees, representing a little disappearance of obsession.

The corners of the old monk Kuxuan pursed a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, and he looked at the young man in front of him with his eyes closed: "Born in the land of raising dragons where the remnants of Buddhism and Taoism are gathered, I learned the Tao in the first twenty years, and then once I became a demon, after the Taoist demon, I should finally take refuge in my Buddha, and Wudang Mountain has cultivated a good Buddha for Buddhism." ”

Although Lin Wanyang's life is short, she has experienced ups and downs, first entering the Tao, and then entering the demon, what a rare catastrophe.

In Buddhism, practice is to constantly overcome tribulations, and only by surviving many calamities can we finally achieve positive results.

Lin Wanyang experienced great changes in Taoism and demons before and after, and such a catastrophe was walked out of by him, once he escaped into the empty gate, the future cultivation of Buddhism will be unlimited.

"Now, that's all that's left for the biggest obsession."

But even the love of Wudang Mountain's teachers and disciples was managed by the old monk just now, and the last obsession was only a matter of time.

If Lu Qingping and the three of them, who had already left, were still here, they would have seen something they hadn't seen just now.

On the top of Lin Wanyang's head, which was empty just now, there was actually a big golden palm all the time, and then looking up along that big palm, it was a statue of seven or eight feet tall, like a small mountain bag with angry eyes like an Arhat law.

His divine eyes were like electricity, and his palm kept poking down from the sky, rubbing on the top of Lin Wanyang's head, and the power of Taoism and Buddhism was released in his palm.

Where is this Pure Land World, helping Lin Wanyang to subdue his heart.

It is clear that he is a strong cultivator, and he is forcibly shaving Lin Wanyang and letting him become a monk!

This huge angry-eyed Arhat was born from the old monk Kuxuan who was sitting opposite Lin Wanyang, and it was his great magic of Buddhism.

At the same time, at some point, there was an extra beast on the old tree, with earthy yellow skin, covered with scale armor, about ten zhang long, with a single horn on its head and claws under its abdomen.

It's actually a strange beast - Huang Jiao!

"Old guy, next time you deceive people, don't let Lao Tzu do it, Lao Tzu is not used to doing this kind of thing, and he is more used to going straight to ......"

Jiaolong opened his mouth and confided human words.

The old monk didn't answer, like sitting on wood and stone.

Late at night, under the stars.

Only the "tuk tuk" wooden fish Zen sound is transmitted into the night sky.

Thousands of miles of silence.

A heart struggling under the palm of the angry King Kong hand, unknown.

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