||->-> Chapter 272 of the main text can be an obsessive monk

When he heard someone speak, Wan Shugao was taken aback. () Raising his eyes, he saw a gray figure walking slowly over in the pavilion on the top of the dirt mountain.

Getting closer and closer, Wan Shugao finally saw clearly.

The person who came was dressed in gray monk's robes, swaying slightly with the night breeze. He wears black open-top monk shoes and leggings. Look at the face again, thin and vicissitudes, even with a little sadness, a layer of gray stubble on the head.

I guess I was about sixty years old.

But I don't know if he is a human or a ghost, and where he came from, and he didn't even notice it beforehand.

Wan Shugao was surprised, but Ding Ermiao turned a blind eye, and the sword momentum in his hand did not stagnate in the slightest.

"Evoke the bright moon of the day, shine on me full of ice and snow, and the mighty rivers flow ....... The whale has not swallowed the sea, and the sword qi has fallen! ”

Ding Ermiao carried the sword with his backhand, danced an eight-way wind and rain style, and then lunged straight stab, a move of the green dragon out of the water, the tip of the sword pointed to the gray-clothed monk who was a zhang away, and said coldly: "You Buddhists say ~ ten thousand ~ book ~ bar ~ novel wanshuba.com, color is empty, empty is color." So the swordsmanship is empty, and the sword is also empty, what's so bad about it?! ”

Thinking of the demons that he had killed by thousands of people, but could not sweep away them in one fell swoop, and hid in the depths of Yaohai Park, Ding Ermiao was depressed, and it was inevitable that he was a little pessimistic between his words.

Dancing the sword here tonight is actually doing your best to dispel as much evil resentment and anger as possible here.

"Amitabha, good and good...... the monk clasped his hands, and Changxuan Buddha said: "The four are empty is the great realm of Buddhism, and in the face of such a fierce evil spirit, the poor monk cannot turn a blind eye." ”

"Hmph, you don't speak!" Ding Ermiao snorted, shook his wrist, and at the same time stepped back and pulled back, after holding the moon in his arms with a move, he then turned around and took the belt diagonally, Qing Feng waved it, but it was a move to roll the lotus leaf.

"Wealth is not free in the body, and it has been hard to step on the hills for several years. The hall is full of three thousand guests, and one sword frost is cold in fourteen states! ”

Under the moonlight, Ding Ermiao's clothes fluttered like a rainbow, and his figure was dashing, like an immortal who was about to feather and ascend.

After a meteor catching the moon and reflexively splitting, Ding Ermiao took three steps in a row, stabbed out with three swords, and then turned around and retreated, raised his left foot, flashed his wings, looked at the gray-clothed monk and said:

"If you don't have such a bad spirit, how can you subdue the demon and defend the Dao? Your Buddhists pay attention to compassion, don't you also have angry eyes and magic pestles?! ”

"Good, good, good...... The gray-clothed monk clasped his palms together again and said slowly: "The Dharma is vast, and it can save others as well as oneself. The donor has a sharp blade in his hand, and the evil spirit is too heavy, and it will definitely blind his nature in the future. Let go of obsession, maybe there is no hole. ”

"Hahaha...... all I want is this evil spirit!" Ding Ermiao looked up to the sky and laughed, then turned around, the sword light in his hand Huo Huo, suddenly jumped up, squatted wrong, Qing Feng pointed straight into the sky, and said loudly:

"Kill one person in ten steps, and don't stay for a thousand miles. Brush off your clothes and go away, and hide your merit and fame! ”

The monk's face was full of compassion, and he clasped his palms together and said nothing.

Ding Ermiao danced the sword non-stop, suddenly the dragonfly dotted the water, and suddenly the bird threw himself into the forest, and the shadow was shocking, as if there was no one around.

Thinking that he had only been in the mountain city for a month, Zhong Haoran had broken the lock of Longtan, and destroyed the withering and decaying everywhere he went, and he couldn't help but feel proud again, looking up to the sky and howling:

"When the boy was fifteen or twenty years old, he won the horse on foot. One body fought three thousand miles, and one sword was once a million divisions! ”

But when he thought that his proposal to change the feng shui layout of Yaohai Park was difficult to pass, his heart was disappointed again, and his sword moves became solemn, and he slowly groaned:

"I can't eat when I stop throwing cups, and I draw my sword and look around. If you want to cross the Yellow River, you will climb the snow-covered mountains ......"

Wan Shugao was already dumbfounded, standing on the ground, like a sculpture.

"Amitabha Buddha ......" The gray-clothed monk heard Ding Ermiao's hesitation, folded his palms and bowed his head and said: "Don't force the avenue, don't leave people's feet an inch; Xianyuan is more searching, and Lingshan is only in your heart. ”

"Oh......?" Ding Ermiao heard the monk's words with great Zen opportunity, paused slightly, and then lunged to pick up the sword, and after a move to Haidilao Yue, he chanted:

"There are three thousand men in each of the halls, and tomorrow they will know who they are. Fu Changjian, raised his eyebrows, how can Qing Shui Baishi leave? ”

"Good and good, good ......, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?" The gray-clothed monk clasped his palms together again and said:

"The poor monk has no virtue and no talent, and has decided to stay in this Yaohai Park for a long time, and participate in meditation and chant Buddha here for the rest of his life. I hope that the peaceful atmosphere of Buddhism can temper the evil spirit and gloom here. ”

Ding Ermiao looked at the monk for a long time, suddenly pulled a sword flower, withdrew the sword back to the sheath, first introduced himself, and then arched his hand: "May I ask the master's name, where did you come from tonight?" ”

The monk smiled slightly, clasped his palms and said: "The poor monk is from Wutai Mountain, and his Dharma name is capable of foolishness." In the afternoon, I played in this park and saw that there was a deep sense of foreboding here, so I stayed and wanted to see it in the middle of the night. ”

Yes...... Eat? Ding Ermiao and Wan Shugao glanced at each other, thinking in their hearts, this is the same as the monk's thin monkey essence, can it still be eaten? If you can eat it, you still grow into this stunted appearance, if you can't eat it, won't you lose weight and become a dry corpse?

After a pause, the old monk pointed to the other side of the mountain and said, "The long night was lonely, so I was meditating over there, but unexpectedly, I met two donors, and it can be regarded as fate." ”

"It's a blessing to be able to eat and sleep," Ding Ermiao touched his nose and smiled: "What does the master mean by being able to eat, is it to guard this park for the rest of his life until he dies?" ”

"Idiot, of course sleep is fragrant. There is a Buddha in my heart, and I don't hesitate in anything. The monk smiled: "The principle is the same, as long as there is a Buddha in the heart, everywhere is practice." Yaohai Park and Lingshan Holy Land are no different. ”

Ding Ermiao nodded, pointed around and said, "Every night here, there are ghosts but no ghosts, which is very evil. Can you eat the master, are you sure that it will be resolved through Buddhist means? ”

"Good....... Hell is not empty, and all sentient beings have done their best to prove Bodhi. The monk said calmly: "Although I can't come, my heart yearns for it." ”

"It's okay, since there is a master who can eat here for life, presumably those ghosts and ghosts don't dare to be evil." Ding Ermiao packed up his things, put them on his shoulders one by one, and arched his hand: "Then it won't hinder the master from purifying all sentient beings, farewell!" ”

Tonight's sword dance, with the powerful evil qi of 10,000 people, can also maintain peace in the park for a period of time in the future.

Since the old monk can see the ominous atmosphere here, he must also have some cultivation, and with him watching here, the park area will definitely be better than before in the future.

In this way, he and Gu Qinglan went to the area of the 100,000 Mountains to find the source of zombie Gu, and they were more at ease, and they didn't have to worry about this.

In fact, Ding Ermiao admired this master a little in his heart. People can make a grand wish to stay here for a lifetime, but they can't do it themselves.

If you stay here by yourself, you won't dare to come out of the things that are not clean. But I don't have such a good concentration, I'm afraid that if I live in the park for a year, I will have more gray hair on my head than I can eat the white hair of the master.

Just as Ding Ermiao turned around, the Neng Idiot Monk shouted: "Master Ding, please stay......

"Anything else?" Ding Ermiao turned around and asked.

He was not interested in Buddhist methods, and he did not want to have much contact with an old monk.

The Neng Idiot Monk said slowly: "Lord Ding's sword, the evil qi is too heavy, and it will definitely eat itself in the future." The sword that the old man wants to give you, recite the Buddhist scriptures a few times, maybe you can eliminate one or two. I don't know what Ding Shi thinks? ”

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