Rainy night, this is the second year after Luo Yan's failure against the sky, no one thought that Luo Yan would fail against the sky, because he shouldn't have failed.

The rain fell down and hit the bricks and tiles of the temple in the middle of the mountain, making a "crackling" sound, which was actually very good, so it attracted a small novice in front of the temple to listen to it.

He stood behind the wooden window, looking at the bamboo forest outside, and smiled at the bluestone slabs that had turned inky between the bamboo trees. The old master walked into the meditation room, patted the little monk's head, the little monk screamed "oops", sat down on the ground, and was about to scold a few words, raised his head and saw that it was the master who beat him, and immediately blushed, lowered his head and said: "Hehe, master, I was about to recite the scriptures." ”

The old master said angrily: "Hmph, I know how to lie all day long, next time I will send you to the host and let him punish you well." ”

The little monk stuck out his tongue, he knew that the master loved him and would not punish him, so he simply stood up from the ground, patted the dust off his buttocks, lowered his head and said: "Master, the sound of the rain outside sounds very moving, I was stunned when I heard it." ”

The old master glanced at him angrily and said, "Hmph, there will be a distinguished guest in our temple today, don't be naughty." ”

The little monk was stunned, in his impression, they are not a temple with very strong incense, and in the depths of this bamboo forest, except for the New Year's Festival, there are very few people who burn incense, where are there any distinguished guests?

But when the master said this, he became very curious, and the curiosity of children will never stop.

After noon, there was a sound of "ding dang" in the distance, the temple rang the bell, the master pulled the little novice out of the meditation room quickly, but saw that the host had put on a golden robe, and the temple had more than a dozen monks all arrived, standing at the gate of the temple waiting to greet the distinguished guests. The little novice looked at it, but he didn't see anyone, and asked in a low voice, "Master, master, I heard the sound of the demon pestle, but why haven't people seen it yet?" ”

The master said in a low voice at this time: "Because the other party is a master and has great ability, the sound of this demon pestle on the ground was transmitted by him, which means that he is about to arrive." ”

This was the first time that Xiao Shami had come into contact with such a powerful person, and his face immediately showed a look of surprise, and he asked again: "Which faction is that?" ”

The master lowered his voice and replied, "It is a monk who has traveled from the White Horse Temple, the leader of our Zen Buddhism, and the master of emptiness. ”

Xiao Shami was slightly stunned, he had never heard of this name, but he had been in this mountain, and there were more big people he had never heard of, so he couldn't help but feel a little nervous in his heart.

Soon, at the end of the path, there was a white figure walking slowly, the pure white robe made the little novice careless, a two-meter-long demon pestle, compared with the one in the temple, it seemed too simple, there were no precious Buddha beads on the body, only a string of small leaf red sandalwood Buddha beads, not worth a few dollars, this monk also wore a hat, even the sedan chair could not sit down.

Xiao Shami couldn't help but be a little disappointed with the monk in front of him, and he muttered, "Master, is this what kind of monk is this?" It's not very magnificent, I don't think it's as good as the host of our temple. ”

The master glared at him, he closed his mouth, but this little novice didn't see it, it was raining in the sky, and the white robe was empty but not stained with a little mud, although this demon pestle was very simple, but every time he clicked on the ground, there would be golden Buddha light rippling on the ground.

Kongjing walked all the way to the temple, and the host greeted him very attentively, and asked the disciples to take away Kongjing's hat and demon pestle, and then invited Kongjing into the Daxiong Treasure Hall.

Xiao Shami and his master followed all the way in, but saw Kong Jing and the host sitting together, talking, Kong Jing had a smile on his face all the time, but what they said, Xiao Sha Mi couldn't hear it, but saw the smile on the host's face gradually converged, and after a while, disappeared, Kong Jing stood up, pronounced a Buddha horn and walked out.

When he stepped out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, he suddenly looked down at the little novice beside him, and the little novice did not run away, but glanced at the master of empty purity, and the master of the little novice hurriedly pulled the little novice aside, and said vigorously that the child was not sensible.

But the Master of Emptiness asked him, "How old are you?" ”

The novice replied bluntly, "I am 6 years old. ”

Master Kongjing smiled slightly and said: "When I was six years old, I was already a chanting monk in the White Horse Temple. ”

Master Kongjing walked out, and soon the host gathered everyone, and the little novice stood far away, but heard the host say: "This time is the catastrophe of our temple, it seems that it cannot be avoided, he must complete the last change here." ”

The little novice was very strange and didn't understand what they meant, but at night, his master packed up his things and dragged the little novice to the temple gate, and the little novice asked suspiciously, "Master, what are you doing here?" Are you going to drive me away? ”

His master sighed and said with a sad expression: "The temple has suffered a great disaster, I'm afraid it won't be able to be saved, you can leave quickly, this difficulty has nothing to do with you, you better go down the mountain alone and go alive." ”

The little novice didn't understand why he had to run away for some reason, and he didn't understand why the master didn't run away when he knew that he was in danger, for the six-year-old, the temple was just his home.

He walked on the bluestone slab, not knowing where to go, and finally settled in a small pavilion nearby, which was actually only half a mile away from the temple.

This night, the rain was still falling, it was not raining much, and it was still dripping. Listening to the sound of the rain, the little novice fell into a deep sleep, and suddenly a thunderclap woke him from his hazy sleep, and he rubbed his eyes, but saw a fire on the mountain, where the temple was located. When he reached the mountain, he saw the temple gate open and a fire burning inside, and he rushed into the temple eagerly, but saw a scene that made him stunned.

All the meditation rooms were burning with fires, fires that could not be extinguished by rain, and there were many dead bodies lying on the ground, including the corpses of the host, and the corpses of the senior brothers, all of them were dead, and blood was flowing all over the ground.

He fell to the ground, his body stepped back, screaming as he retreated, but he felt a round thing behind him, and when he turned his head, he was stunned, it was a man's head, the head of a man he knew all too well, his master's head!

Xiao Shami's face was bloodless, and he reached out and pushed his master's corpse, but there was no reaction. The little novice was frightened, and he called out his master's name, but there was no answer.

He didn't understand, why was it fine during the day, but at night, everyone died, the temple was burned, who did it, who killed his master?

But at this moment, he saw that the door of the Daxiong Treasure Hall was pushed open, and a figure walked out slowly, holding a demon-slaying pestle and wearing a hat, it was the Master of Empty Purity who greeted him during the day, but at this moment, he was wearing a black robe, not a white one.

Moreover, his eyes also changed, and he became evil, which made Xiao Shami very afraid, but he still had the courage to ask: "Did you kill my master, did you burn my temple?" ”

The Master of Empty Purity did not answer his words, but walked in front of the little novice, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the top of the little novice's head, and whispered: "Luo Yan has failed, but I have not failed, from now on, there will be two empty purities in the world." I am the emptiness of this world, and I will eventually become the one who defeats Hongyuan and ascends to the position of the strongest. The world does not belong to Luo Yan, it does not belong to Hongyuan Daozu, but belongs to me, I will make this world change again and become the most perfect world! ”

Xiao Shami couldn't understand what he was saying, but he was very frightened, and begged for mercy in a low voice: "You, you spare me, I don't want to die, please let me go." ”

However, in the next second, Kongjing, who was wearing a black monk's robe, smashed his head with a palm, and Xiao Shami didn't understand why he was killed even after begging for mercy.

Dressed in black monk's robes, Kongjing said the answer: "Weak, there is no need to exist. ”

He was about to leave, but he saw the Buddha beads scattered around the neck of the little novice, he picked up the five Buddha beads that were stained with blood, and walked out of the temple, as when he came, he lit the ground with a demon pestle, the ground was slightly glowing with golden Buddha light, and the rain in the sky could not wet his monk's robe, he walked slowly, no one knew that such a peerless monk had just destroyed a temple.

It's just that from that day on, the name of the empty purity no longer represents the divine monk, but the demon monk. Everywhere he passed, it was a bloody storm, he never showed mercy when he shot out, never showed mercy in the face of the weak's pleas for mercy, and killing was his only means.

Many people want to know why he changed, but in the end, no one knows what happened that night, which will make Kongjing become a demon monk, no one knows why the monks of the entire temple did not escape, and no one knows why Kongjing fell.

Everything has become a secret in the temple on this rainy night......