Good luck?

Xie Xiao asked: "I don't know what chance I have with the little master?" ”

Wuchen replied, "I don't know, but my master should know." ”

Xie Xiao knows in his heart that this kind of opportunity is hard to find, and once he misses it, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

It's just that he has not avenged his revenge, so how can he stay in this deep mountain and cultivate penance.

The little monk Wuchen seemed to see Xie Xiao's thoughts, and said: "If the donor is bent on revenge, and the killing intention is too heavy, my master may not keep you, and no one in the world will keep you. ”

When the little monk Wuchen said this, he woke up and relieved the night.

Cultivation is to cultivate one's mind, be carefree, travel all over the world, and seek a leisure.

And now I seem to be carried away by hatred and bent on revenge.

"Thank you, little master, for waking up, I'm ...... Willing to follow the little master into the mountains to practice. Xie Xiao pondered for a while and spoke.

If this is really an opportunity, if it is really a penance for ten years, then I will admit it.

It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years!

Wuchen smiled and said in his heart: "Master, that stinky old man is really like a god. ”

Soon, the two of them entered the bamboo forest again.

At this time, outside the temple, the old monk stood motionless at the door, as if waiting for someone.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew in the sky, however, only in one place.

"Since Brother Chang is here, why should he hide." The old monk spread the sound outside the law.

"Hahaha!" Laughter rang out all around, and then a man in a black robe stood on the top of the temple.

"Old devil, I haven't seen you for decades, you really became a monk." Chang Tianzhi said.

"Amitabha, don't mention the old things of the Lord again, I have devoted myself to the Buddha, I just want to be able to always accompany the green lantern and serve my Buddha!" The old monk said.

"Okay, don't mention it." Chang Tianzhi took out a scripture book from his arms and threw it over.

If it was before, this old monk's face would have changed drastically, but now it will not.

"Divine Sect Flame Annihilation Sword Technique, Brother Chang is preparing to re-emerge from the rivers and lakes?" The old monk asked.

Chang Tianzhi smiled and said nothing, and after a long moment, Chang Tiancai spoke: "Xie Xiao, this kid is born with a wise root, and he is the most talented I have seen in the past thousand years, and this Divine Sect Flame Annihilation Sword Technique should belong to him." ”

"This time to disturb you, it is also for the sake of Wuyanzi, in a few years, this yin and yang world may change again, and at that time, I will not be able to protect this kid, so I hope you can survive him."

After speaking, Chang Tianzhi did not stop, the sword flew, and the thousand Buddhas closed the bamboo array.

Seeing Chang Tianzhi leaving, the old monk was full of thoughts in his heart, this kid is probably the key to the great changes in the Yin and Yang world in a few years.

However, all this has nothing to do with me.

Talking and laughing, don't think about red dust!

……

About an hour later, Wuchen returned to the temple with Xie Xiao.

In the main hall.

The old monk performed a Buddha salute to the Buddha: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful, and I hope that the Buddha will relieve the donor." ”

Afterwards, the old monk sat cross-legged and recited the Buddhist scriptures.

Towards evening, the old monk stopped.

And the little monk Xie Xiao and Wuchen have been waiting outside.

"Solve the donor, you can let go of the killing thought." The old monk walked out and asked.

"Master, now I just want to concentrate on cultivation, but when it comes to revenge, I will go after all." Evening Relief Road.

How can you let go of your own revenge for killing the teacher, Xie Xiao knows that she can't hide it from this old monk, so it's better to say it directly.

"Well, just put it down now." The old monk continued: "The poor monk Dharma number to overcome the difficulty, realize the dust, take the donor down to rest, and start practicing tomorrow." ”

Wuchen nodded again and again, and then took Xie Xiao back to the meditation room to rest.

……

Nothing was said all night.

The next day, a bell rang, and Xie Xiao hurriedly got up.

After getting dressed, I was about to go out, but I found a steamed bun, a firewood knife and a note on the table.

Use this firewood knife to cut one hundred and eight bamboos in the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain, remember, each one must be more than fifty years old, cut before dark, and there is a meditation law, when cutting bamboo, you must not stop reading, do not stop, remember.

After reading it, Xie Xiao smiled bitterly, picked up this firewood knife and looked at it, this firewood knife was full of gaps, and the blade was full of rust.

It's hard to cut one hundred and eight fifty-year-old bamboos with this knife! What's more, he doesn't have any mana now.

Helpless, I'm afraid this is penance.

Xie Xiao carried a worn-out firewood knife down to the bamboo forest, constantly looking for fifty-year-old bamboo.

Every time you cut one, you will meditate on the Dharma until you finish cutting it.

This cut was at noon, Xie Xiao looked at the side, and he only cut about thirty of them, and they were still brutally chopped.

At my own speed, I don't know if I can complete the task before dark.

After sitting for a while, the little monk Wuchen came over with a bowl of rice, but it was all grain residue and very few grains of rice.

Xie Xiao glanced at it, not knowing how to speak.

"If the donor really wants to make rapid progress in a year's time, please don't be disgusted with this, penance, that's it." After the little monk Wuchen finished speaking, he took out a white steamed bun from his body.

Seeing this, his saliva flowed, and he secretly swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then took his own rice full of grain residues and ate it.

After eating, something strange happened, not only did Xie Xiao not feel unwell, but he was a lot more relaxed.

In the afternoon, the speed of cutting bamboo is also faster.

……

The sunset gradually set on the mountain, Xie Xiao waved the firewood knife in his hand and slashed down, and then watched the sunset.

"It's done, one hundred and eight."

Full of joy, he returned to the temple for the night.

After dinner, Xie Xiao was arranged to meditate with Wuchen in the main hall and practice Buddhism!

The next day, Xie Xiao's life was still the same as before, except that the meditation method was changed.

Cutting bamboo during the day, practicing Buddhism at night, and repeating the cycle, soon, half a year passed.

Early one morning, Xie Xiao woke up when he heard the bell and found that there was an extra note on the table.

Take your sword and make one hundred and eight swords out of bamboo every day, and use these one hundred and eight swords to practice in the bamboo forest, and don't come back until you break all the one hundred and eight swords.

After reading it, Xie Xiao felt joy and sorrow in his heart.

Joy is finally practicing the sword, and sadness is how to break the sword.

In the past half a year, Xie Xiao felt that his heart had improved, and his meridians seemed to have improved, but he still couldn't feel a trace of mana fluctuations.

When Xie Xiao practiced with a sharpened bamboo sword, he realized how tough the bamboo was for fifty years, and more than ten swords were cut on the bamboo in a row, unscathed.

At this time, Xie Xiao suddenly remembered the meditation trick, this thing has been memorized backwards, and it was helpful for him to cut bamboo before, and he didn't know how to practice swords.

However, when Xie Xiaoxin recited the meditation formula, a strange thing happened again, the bamboo sword that had been cut continuously no matter what, under the effect of the meditation method, actually broke in two.

Xie Xiao was secretly happy in his heart, and he didn't expect this meditation trick to be so effective.

After returning from sword practice, the master of the disaster did not let Xie Xiao and Wu Chen practice Buddha, but realized the Dao and said its essence.

Wuchen said that the natural Dharma, and Xie Xiao did not cultivate the Tao, but only revealed the essence of the meditation method.

The answers of the two were quite satisfactory to the master of the martyrdom, and in a blink of an eye, another half a year had passed, and there was only one day left before the night went out of the mountain.