Leiyin Temple, inside a heavy gate.

Seeing that the empty Zen master looked frightened, his eyes were fixed on the crack in the door.

In the double gate, the mouth, the grass house, the firewood, the monk's house, the scripture pavilion, the Zen temple, and the main hall have all been destroyed.

In the distance, only the prince stood on the side of the top of the Buddha, his black hair dancing wildly, but he stood still in the heavy snow.

He wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to escape.

But he did not dare to escape.

If he escapes, he will die.

Now in this temple, in addition to the senior brother on the ninth peak of Sumeru, he is the highest-ranking monk in Leiyin Temple.

Seeing that many second-generation and third-generation disciples, and even senior brothers and younger brothers, all died at the hands of this prince, he didn't know how much anger he pretended to be in his heart, but if he wanted to step forward and make a move, he would never dare, and even just thinking of doing it would make him tremble, unable to help himself, and trembling.

When he saw this prince incarnated as a Buddha, he broke the demon suppression array in a moment, making more than 400 Zen monks go through the years, and they are old and prosperous.

Seeing this prince's performance bloody, he broke the Arhat array with a snap of his fingers, so that the three hundred and twenty-four warrior monks were ape-like, and their heads were in different places, and now they are all buried in the snow.

Goodbye, this prince seamlessly transitions between good and evil, showing the triple phase of hell, the sun, and the Ming king, and is not stained by the Buddha's light and karmic fire.

This kind of strength, this kind of state of mind, has far exceeded his imagination and level.

Therefore, although he was angry, he was even more afraid, his heart was full of cowardice, and the great horror of not being able to control his own life, for a while, his mind was agitated, and he actually remembered a lot of things before he became a monk.

When he was a child, his family was very wealthy, and he was fortunate to be taught by a Yunshui monk and cultivated pure Buddhism.

Later, his father saw that he liked to practice martial arts, and spent a lot of money to invite a teacher for him to teach him sword skills, the teacher is said to be an abandoned disciple of the Heavenly Sword Gate, although he was abandoned, but a sword technique is amazing.

It's just that when his teacher was expelled from the door, he once swore a demon in his heart that he would never pass on the Heavenly Sword Gate Sword Method in this life, so the teacher taught him not the Heavenly Sword Gate Sword Method, but another Sword Method, but this is enough.

After twelve years of cultivating true qi and another ten years of sword practice, he finally became a teacher.

After that, he became a chivalrous man in green shirts, using a long knife to act chivalrous and righteous, and over time... He finally killed someone he shouldn't have killed.

He remembers it well.

The reason is that the son of a powerful family in Lishan City covets the beauty of women.

But the woman already had a husband, but unfortunately it was a cloth garment.

So the boy tried to kill the woman's husband, and then he seized the woman's son and threatened her, and if the woman refused to serve him properly, her son would be sent to the border.

The reason is very simple, the child "accidentally" heard the truth about his father's death, so he went to take revenge, but attacking the powerful is a big crime, so it is reasonable and legal to be arrested and imprisoned.

The woman was sad and angry, but she was helpless, so that her son could live, she could only endure the shame......

It's a pity that the woman didn't know that her son had hurt the face of the powerful son because he was born with a bit of strange power, so he had his tongue cut off, cut off his legs, and thrown into a dark prison to die.

The boy screamed in prison and then crashed into the wall and died.

And after three months, the powerful son got tired of playing with the woman, so he told her the truth.

The woman beat the drum to avenge her grievances, but the officials protected each other, and colluded with each other, and the mountains and rivers in it bent and twisted around to cover and block the push, and delayed the deer as a horse to reverse black and white, how skillful, the woman had no way to redress her grievances, so in despair, she hanged herself to death.

At that time, Jiankong was still very enthusiastic, and after hearing this, he was angry, and directly lurked in the past, acting for the heavens, and brutally tortured and killed the son of the powerful family.

But this killing caused a catastrophe, and then he not only broke his family, but also ended up running away in a panic, until he met the Yunshui monk who passed on his martial arts when he was young.

The Yunshui monk is the former abbot of Leiyin Temple, because of the relationship between master and apprentice, the abbot shaved for him, and then asked him if he knew what was wrong.

He said: "The mistake is that you are not strong enough, and you can't kill the injustices in this world." ”

The abbot made him kneel for three days, and then asked him, "Do you know what is wrong?"

He said: "If I kill the powerful family and leave no trouble, naturally no one will know that it is my hand, and I will not be hunted down to this point." ”

The abbot made him kneel for three more days, and then asked, "Do you know what is wrong?"

He didn't answer, because he was almost fainting.

The abbot asked him to take him to a fasting meal, and he took the Buddhist scriptures to him, and asked him to think about them and recite them day and night.

A month later, the abbot asked him the same question again.

At that time, he said with some uncertainty: "Although he has committed sins, I have also created sins, and he kills, and I also kill, and I am no different from him."

If you influence him with great compassion and teach him, you will plant a good thought, so that he can repent and make up for his sins with good deeds for the rest of his life. ”

The abbot smiled: "The bitter sea is boundless, and when you turn back to the shore, what do you see?"

Still somewhat uncertain, he replied, "Everything is empty." ”

The abbot laughed, "From now on, your Dharma name will be called Jiankong." ”

His state of mind has been calm since then, and the abbot has helped him settle the mundane things, because when he leaves home, he has no home, and if he puts down the butcher's knife, he can become a Buddha immediately.

After the abbot passed away, the senior brother took the Zen staff, and the monks of the previous generation also sat down one after another.

In a blink of an eye, he has become the first generation of disciples of Leiyin Temple, but his cultivation has never been able to make an inch, and Buddhism and Zen Gong are stagnant.

The Buddha said that there was no reason to force it, so he did not ask, chanting scriptures every day, practicing, practicing, since then mediocre, in a flash has reached forty-six, and has become the bottom of the first generation of disciples, but there are many nobles in the Leiyin Temple, and slowly, he no longer pays attention to martial arts.

Until this moment, he looked at the prince on the top side of the Buddha, the demon who killed people like mowing grass, and his unfazed mood was unstoppable, unable to help himself, fear, trembling, and panic permeating his heart.

And these emotions were completely absent at the age of less than twenty.

Even if he had killed the son of the magnate, fled everywhere, was hunted down, and was in danger, he had never been so frightened and panicked like this...

Could it be that his state of mind is not as good as that of his twenty-year-old self?

At that time, I was not afraid of death, but at this time, I was afraid?

What is it that you have been practicing meditation for so many years?

And what did you get?

I couldn't help but wonder when I saw the sky.

"For... Why?"

He was prostrate on the ground, unable to understand.

"Why is that?"

He questioned himself again.

He couldn't find the answer, but whatever the answer was, it didn't matter, because everything was over, the last statue of the Buddha was about to collapse, and the Leiyin Temple would become history.

However...

He waited for a long time, but did not wait for the rumble of the last Buddha statue shattering.

...

Xia Ji's palm was attached to the cracked Buddha statue.

The old spirit is gone, and the new spirit is being poured in.

The nine-layer [Now Rulai Zen] allows Xia Ji to give birth to the Dharma Phase, but this Dharma Aspect is the Dharma of others after all.

The acquisition of the second skill bead made the skill bead a dark gold, and it also made this method merge with his mind, and turned into a light red evil heart, which was his own spirit.

The ascension of Rulai Zen has also improved the overall Zen of the three Buddhas.

And the spiritual gifts on the three Buddha statues in Leiyin Temple have made him go further, so that he can leave a "spiritual imprint".

Now, the originally gray Buddha statue has gradually gained vitality.

The crack also healed slowly and miraculously.

Long...

He has completed the entry of this seal.

The Buddha statue is also re-erected, and although it is not gilded, it looks extraordinary.

From now on, those who worship this Buddha will worship him, and the monks will not rebel against the Buddha, and those who worship him will not disobey him.

Tired and quiet, he jumped down from the Buddha's body, and the Buddha's hands were intertwined in front of his chest as if he were alive, supporting him.

"Hear me out. ”

A calm voice rang out in all directions.

This voice contained great magic, like the words of the Buddha, so that the remaining monks did not dare to disobey.

So, Jiankong walked out of the darkness with a group of monks, trembling and trembling, and the atmosphere did not dare to gasp, and sat quietly in the snow, looking at each other.

The calm chanting sounded:

"When contemplating the bodhisattva of self-reliance, when he walks in the deep prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and he overcomes all suffering. The relics, the color is not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true of the thought and action......"

The scriptures are just ordinary scriptures, but they have become extraordinary because they contain the magic of Xia Ji.

The demonic spirit complemented this Buddha statue and instilled it in the minds of all the monks present at this time, shaking their minds and subverting what they had learned.

In normal times, these monks would not be easily moved by this demonic intent, but at this time, in the face of the great horror of death, their hearts have already been broken, and they are taken advantage of by this demonic chanting.

After reading one scripture, Xia Ji began to recite the second one.

...

...

Time flies.

Before long, the sutra had been recited, the snow had slowed down, and the sky was gloomy.

The prince rested on the Buddha's hand, his demeanor was calm, soft and peaceful, and his pupils were half-open and half-closed.

And the monks who received his teachings only felt that they had a splitting headache,

Some can't bear it and go crazy,

A small number of them are still clinging to the altar and maintaining their original Zen minds.

Others, however, are close to completing their spiritual transformation on this night, and seeing emptiness is one of them.

Seeing the sky looking at the prince who was like a sleeping Buddha, suddenly his heart beat faster, he listened to the law all night, at first it was a lot of obstacles, his heart was full of obstacles, and all kinds of thoughts in his heart were like two armies clashing, fighting again and again, but soon the thoughts in his heart actually followed the law recited by the prince, and after that, he felt more and more comfortable in his heart, as if there was no more attachment, no more confusion.

However, there was a final barrier that stood in his way, making it difficult for him to breathe as if he were drowning when he thought about it.

He took a step forward, knelt down and prostrate, and said, "Respect my Buddha, and ask the Buddha to teach why...... Nothing?"

His words are also a common doubt of many "awakened" monks.

The monks were looking forward to the answer.

"Wrong. ”

A faint voice echoed.

Seeing the empty face is dazed.

And the voice instructed:

"Everything, everything, everything, yes. ”

The four words came out slowly,

Just change one word,

But it became a rolling thunder,

If you drink it as a stick,

Like an initiation,

These four words suddenly turned into a violent beast, and the raging waves rushed into all of Kankong's mind, all spirits, all consciousness, all past, shattering the last layer of his obstacles.

He suddenly understood why he was afraid, why he had not been able to make progress for decades.

Just because what he originally recited was not his sutra, and what he bowed to was not his Buddha, his mood was blocked, how could he enter again??!

He bowed deeply, prostrated his head, and between one prostration, many thoughts flowed.

Looking up again, he is no longer the same person he used to be.

He ushered in a new life.

I saw a flash of red between my empty eyes...

Then, getting up, with great luck, he suddenly shot at the monks beside him, who were still frowning, unenlightened, and unenlightened, and had not comprehended the meaning of this new Buddha.

Since they can't usher in a new life, then they will usher in destruction, and since the Buddha is here, why should the Buddha take action?

Followed by...

Under the Buddha statue, there was another fight, on one side was the monk of Leiyin Temple who believed in Xia Ji, and on the other hand was the monk who maintained his original heart and was still afraid.

However, the spirits of the two sides were completely different, and the former quickly completed the killing of the latter, and then walked around again, wanting to see if there were any more fish that slipped through the net.

Xia Ji didn't pay attention to these killings, in fact, after he finished saying those four words, he fell asleep tired.

Now, he's just trying to maintain a sleeping position of the Buddha, and if he can, he wants to lie comfortably in large characters and then sleep until he wakes up naturally, or he is woken up by a chirping sister, it's not impossible.

The winter snow is full of snow, it is a good time to enjoy plum blossoms, cook wine and listen to music, and it would be better to spend a lot of money to reward a favorite female actor to bring her warm bed, but these really have nothing to do with him.

He is the Demon Buddha of this side, sleeping in the snow.