At this time, the sky was already dark, Qin Changfeng watched Xiao Yuanshan's back disappear in the blink of an eye under the cover of the night, and he had no choice but to rush towards the Zen courtyard quickly.

Before coming to the meditation room, he saw Xuan Ku sitting on the futon with a pale face, but after he saw that the person who came was Qin Changfeng, he let out a soft "ah", and immediately smiled, "Is it Huiyu?" I'm missing you, I just hope to see you again, come in, you haven't heard from you for five years, but I really worry about the teacher. ”

He had clearly suffered severe internal injuries, but his voice was full of joy.

"The disciple has seen Master, and it is really a sin for Master Lao to worry about me."

After Qin Changfeng went in and saluted, he sat down next to Xuan Ku, put one hand on his back, and the pure internal force of Buddhism was continuously sent in to heal him.

Xuan Ku said: "I know the situation of the teacher, and there is no need to waste effort." ”

Qin Changfeng took out the porcelain bottle containing the last bit of divine blood, put the mouth of the bottle to his mouth, let him drink it, and said in a deep voice: "If the disciple doesn't agree, even if the impermanence of life can't take the master away!" ”

The divine blood has no eight points of bloody qi, Xuan Ku is only regarded as the elixir that Qin Changfeng got from, and his color gradually improved after swallowing it, but Qin Changfeng's brows were even tighter, because although he temporarily stabilized his injuries and helped Xuan Ku recover a lot of blood qi, it did not solve the fundamental problem, and the broken internal organs showed no signs of repair, so at best, he could only continue his life for a while.

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Just when Qin Changfeng was groaning, Xuan Ku looked at him, shook his head and said, "As a teacher, he is destined to have this catastrophe, and the apprentice must not force it anymore." ”

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha horn suddenly sounded behind him, it turned out that there was a little novice who had already gone out to report the news, abbot Xuan Ci didn't know when to bring Xuan Nan and Xuan Lin and other monks to the door, Xuan Ci stepped forward to investigate Xuan Ku's injury, then his face was sad, and he said in a majestic voice: "Senior brother, do you know who the murderer is?" ”

Xuan Ku didn't say anything, but smiled calmly: "On the day when the poor monk was ordained, the master named me Xuan Ku. The eight sufferings mentioned by the Buddha are birth, old age, sickness, death, resentment, love and separation, and not being able to ask for it. I have practiced all my life, trying my best to get rid of these eight sufferings, and I am ashamed to say that I can barely cross myself, but I can't cross others. The suffering of this 'resentment society' is a necessary state in life, and it should be repaid because of karma. The apprentices and all the senior brothers and brothers should be happy for me when they see me paying for this karma. ”

The meaning of the resentment meeting is that there is no way to avoid enemies and enemies, and those who should meet always have to meet. The implication is that he doesn't blame anyone and doesn't want to say who that person is.

Xuan Cixuan frowned and said: "Senior brother, let's go all out to chase down the murderer, it seems to violate my Buddha's precept not to be angry and not to be angry." However, the purpose of subduing demons and punishing adultery is to save the world, and my generation has learned martial arts, and the original intention was to macro the law, learn from my Buddha's great compassion and compassion, and relieve the suffering of sentient beings...... Except for one devil, it is to save countless people in the world. Senior brother, why do you bother to bear the consequences for a devil? ”

"Senior brother abbot, junior brother does not want to let senior brother and other senior brothers worry about me, so as to increase my karma. If that person can put down the butcher's knife, he will naturally turn back, and if he is obsessed, alas, he will also suffer in vain. Needless to say, what this person looks like. ”

After Xuan Ku finished speaking, he took Qin Changfeng's hand and smiled at Xuan Ci again: "The junior brother intends to sit quietly for a while and say a few more words with the apprentice. ”

Seeing that he had made up his mind, Xuan Ci had to sigh and said, "In this case, we will retire, and the junior brother will take care." ”

The monks left the meditation room in a sad mood, and everyone knew that this departure might be the way to leave.

"Huiyu, while there is still time, I will teach you the last lesson for the teacher, if you have any doubts, even if you come to the Tao, the poor monk will definitely answer it for you." Xuan Ku thought of the last lesson he taught himself before his master passed away, the reincarnation of fate, and now he also wants to end it like this.

Qin Changfeng saw that he had the will to die, and he was helpless, and when he talked about doubts...... There are indeed many of them, but none of them can be answered by this master.

But for some reason, he said the question that had been bothering him recently, and suddenly said, "Master, the disciple wants to know what a demon Buddha is?" ”

"Demon Buddha?!"

Xuan Ku looked at Qin Changfeng in astonishment, his eyes full of surprise, doubt, and deep worry.

Then he closed his eyes, stopped speaking, and the muscles on his face stiffened, as if he had passed away.

But as if returning to the light, at the moment when his breath was the weakest, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his cloudy eyes were filled with an unprecedented wisdom light, as if he had a sudden epiphany at the last moment of his life, thus penetrating the heavenly mechanism of the cycle of life and death, and at the same time his tone was contradictory, as if he wanted to say it but didn't want to say it, but finally said it: "I see...... As a teacher, I wish you to become a Buddha, but I don't want you to become a demon Buddha, but an ordinary man is ultimately unable to do it. ”

After speaking, the golden light in his eyes quickly restrained, as if condensed into a ball and retracted into his body, and at the same time, his eyes were suddenly closed again, his expression was solemn, Qin Changfeng only felt a coldness coming from his palm, and then probed his snort, he was already out of breath.

Qin Changfeng sighed in his heart, revealing a sad color, although it was a mastermind arranged by the mastermind, but Xuan treated him with sincerity.

He's black-hearted, but he's not an ungrateful bastard yet.

Thinking that this old monk practiced in the Zen monastery all day long and had no quarrel with the world, if he said that he had a Buddhist understanding, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the first person in the Xuanzi generation, but it was a pity that he was innocently implicated in decades of old grievances and passed away, Qin Changfeng couldn't help but be even more sad.

At this moment, a small novice suddenly exclaimed loudly near the entrance of the temple: "Ah...... It's you! You're here again, someone...... The murderer who injured Master Xuanku is back! ”

Qin Changfeng heard this voice, it was the little novice who served Xuan Ku on weekdays, and listening to his voice, it seemed that he had discovered the murderer who injured Xuan Ku.

Qin Changfeng was shocked in his heart, Xiao Yuanshan was determined to come back at this time, so it was only possible for Qiao Feng, who was found to be the one who hurriedly came to see the master after discovering that his adoptive parents had been killed!

As soon as he thought of this, he hurriedly ran out, but saw a tall figure in a cloth robe standing in the Zen courtyard with his back to him, and there was no doubt that the figure must be Qiao Feng.

At this time, Xuan Ci came with a large group of monks, and the little novice hurriedly hid behind Abbot Xuan Ci, grabbed his sleeve, pointed at Qiao Feng and shouted: "Abbot, it's him!" He was the one who injured Master! ”

Xuan Ci glanced at Qiao Feng in surprise, lowered his head and asked Xiao Shami, "You can see clearly, don't recognize the wrong person." ”

The little novice replied: "I can see clearly, he is dressed in gray cloth, square face, eyebrows upturned, big mouth and big ears, it is him, I can't make a mistake......

As he spoke, he seemed to see Qin Changfeng behind Qiao Feng, and hurriedly shouted: "Senior Brother Huiyu, catch him quickly, Master is the one who injured him with the palm of his hand." ”

Qin Changfeng raised his eyebrows, but he didn't make a sound, his face was expressionless, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Qiao Feng also glanced back at this junior brother, and saw that he was safe and sound, and his expression flashed with joy, but because of his current situation, in order not to affect him, he didn't open his mouth to call him.

At this time, several monks who seemed to have just returned from the bottom of the mountain said: "Abbot, Qing Song has said this, it must not be wrong, the disciples have just rushed back, and not long ago they happened to see this wicked man killing his own adoptive parents!" ”

Hearing this repeated accusations, when the monks looked at Qiao Feng again, there was only an angry look on their faces, and they all raised their eyebrows and glared at Qiao Feng fiercely.

Abbot Xuanci saw Qiao Feng's appearance clearly, and he was taken aback, he naturally found that Qiao Feng and Xiao Yuanshan in the battle of Yanmen Pass looked almost the same, but he regained his composure in the blink of an eye, and asked, "Donor...... You...... Is it the help of the beggar gang Qiao Feng? ”

Qiao Feng said: "Yes, disciple Qiao Feng!" But now he is no longer the leader of the beggar gang, and the things that hurt Master Xuanku and kill people are definitely not done by disciples. ”

At this time, a short old monk said: "Abbot, this demon has done such a thing that has lost his conscience, so naturally he will not admit it, so he should be arrested first and then interrogated in detail!" ”

Xuan Ci pondered for a while, and said slowly: "Donor, please stay in our temple for a few days, if the donor is really innocent, after the temple finds out, he will naturally let the donor leave." ”

Qiao Feng naturally didn't want to do anything with the Shaolin monks, but he didn't want to be arrested, because he knew that he was in this situation today, someone must be pretending to be him to frame him, if he was trapped in Shaolin today, no one would be able to help him find out the truth anymore, so he suddenly raised his luck and prepared to stand out.

At the same time, the Shaolin monks also rushed together.

At this moment, there were more than ten warrior monks, all of whom were first-class players in the Shaolin Hui generation, all of whom had the same mind, and they were unwilling to beat Qiao Feng to death with heavy hands, and wanted to arrest and interrogate in detail, so for a while, the dragon hand, the eagle claw hand, the tiger claw skill, the vajra finger, and the stone palm ...... All kinds of Shaolin school's most clever grappling techniques all beckoned forward.

Qiao Feng's palms were full of internal force, and he was going to block this wave, and then jumped on the courtyard wall and escaped.

But at this moment, a monk in a white monk's robe suddenly stopped in front of him and said, "Senior brother, let's go, the poor monk here will help you explain." ”

"Senior brother, you ......" Qiao Feng was taken aback.

Bang bang bang ......!

The Shaolin monks didn't expect Qin Changfeng to suddenly rush out to help Qiao Feng, but they couldn't stop it, and all kinds of moves were caught on Qin Changfeng's body, and at this moment, the sound of banging sounded more than a dozen times on his body.

If it was someone else, even if it was a high-ranking monk of the Xuanzi generation, they would definitely be beaten into the air and unable to move after receiving such a blow.

But Qin Changfeng was like Mount Tai, his feet were firmly grasped on the ground and did not move!

Letting the dozen or so attacks hit his body, not only did he not suffer the slightest injury, but he also shook the seven or eight monks backwards and retreated, and in the chaotic footsteps, the warrior monks who shot were in chaos.

"Dacheng's King Kong is not bad!" All the Shaolin disciples present gasped in unison, and their eyes were full of shock when they looked at Qin Changfeng.

In the Shaolin Temple, it has been a long time since the monk who has cultivated the Vajra Incorruptible Divine Skill to the ninth layer has appeared.

A hundred years?

Two hundred years?

Or three hundred years!

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