The Governor of Muyan Prefecture, the Tiger Cracked Tooth Tiger was bloodthirsty and trembling, facing Mu Yanqi in deep thought, he could only wait quietly, not to mention the Tiger King Kong, Wan Long did not catch it, this mission was an extreme failure.

"Okay, you guys go down first, take care of your injuries"

"But the state lord, Wan Long?"

"Got it"

"Lord, we're quitting. ”

"Secret Realm, Formation, Emperor Burial in the Mouth of the Lord of Siliang City!"

Mu Yanqi muttered to himself, the moment the two tigers returned, they learned the success or failure of their trip, and when they described what they saw and heard in the group, Mu Yanqi knew that the secret realm was not so simple! Immediately sent his nephew Mu Yan Huofeng to take over Siliang City and control the Qianye Secret Realm. Before the matter is clarified, no one is allowed to approach, including the Wang family and the Li family, they must be strictly controlled, and they must not be leaked! That emperor character is too exciting.

Passing through the middle city, earlier, Lonely Qiantong heard that there is a temple in the deep mountains behind the city, because it is located in the deep mountains, the mountain road is full of thorns, so few people visit on weekdays, only a few old monks guard the green lantern ancient temple, eat fasting and chant Buddha.

The two didn't want to burn incense and worship the Buddha, but inquired that the temple was the oldest building in Muyan Prefecture, and the age of its construction could even be traced back to ancient times.

The two walked lightly, and they arrived at the foot of the mountain after a while, because it was inconvenient, so Qin Shan did not follow the two, made an appointment with the two, and waited.

The trail is secluded, twists and turns, and after walking for most of the day, I saw a little bit of blue bricks and ancient tiles from the sparse forest.

Slowly approaching, the field of vision becomes broader, the simple and vicissitudes of the temple are built on the mountain, away from the hustle and bustle of the world, faintly come to the faint Buddha name, return to the quiet nature.

Gently slammed the door, the temple door creaked, and a small bald head poked out of it.

"Donor, I don't know what's coming"

Lonely Qiantong stared at the little bald head in front of him with some dementia, but Bai Ling reacted flexibly.

"Little master, we came to visit the master, please make it convenient"

"Oh, okay, two donors, please come with me"

The little bald head half-hidden behind the temple gate completely revealed his petite body at this time, leading the two of them into the temple slowly.

In the courtyard, it is simple and not stained with dust, and the faint fragrance is refreshing.

"The two donors, the master is chanting and worshipping the Buddha, and it will take some time. ”

"It's okay, little master, let's just wait like this."

The little bald head sent the two into the side room to wait, and served a small pot of tea.

"Donor, I still have to go to the lunch class, I won't be with me for the time being, the master will come out in a while"

"There is a little master Lao"

Clear water bitter tea, Zen word stroke, a corner of the room placed some scriptures, Bai Ling curiously flipped through it, did not understand its meaning at all, lonely Qiantong tasted the tea, contented.

"Brother Lonely, do you know the way of Buddhism?"

"I know a little bit about it, this Buddhist legend originated in the middle of the primeval period, originated in the West, as for the so-called Buddhism, the pursuit may be another state of mind"

The donor came, the good fate of the Buddha, the old monk was unwelcome, and I hope to forgive me, the door was not moved, and the wonderful sound came first.

"Kept the two benefactors waiting"

"Master of Harm"

"I don't know what the donor thinks of this clear water bitter tea?"

"Formless and colorless, faint of its suffering, suffering is recompensing, and its suffering is self-happy"

The old monk also consciously has no intention of seeking pleasure, how to repay his pleasure, having the heart to repay his suffering, suffering and happiness without words, and only consciously. ”

"The Master's Solution"

"The donor has never been bumpy, why not let it go"

"The master doesn't understand"

"And where is the end of the benefactor?"

"There is no end to the world, and there is no end to it"

"The old monk has been taught, and the donor has a high opinion, and the two donors must stay overnight and talk about the dawn"

"The master is serious, since this is the case, then the two of us are better to obey the fate than to be respectful, and there are still some things I want to ask the master for. ”

Turned around and glared at Lonely Qiantong, what the two people said Bai Ling didn't understand at all, what kind of tea was in his heart, he picked up a cup of tea, pondered left and right, and didn't understand why.

It happened that the little bald head finished the lunch class, and Bai Ling, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, saw the little bald head, and his heart floated to playing, and he didn't know where to run with the little bald head.

"Master, I don't know how many people are still in the temple"

"The donor can see that there are only two of me left in this temple"

"Who built this temple of the master, and how did it fall into such a situation?"

"If the old monk guessed correctly, which girl is not today?"

Lin Qiantong didn't know how the old monk knew that he and Bai Ling were not today, but the moment he made contact, he knew that the old monk was not disgusting.

"The master clearly sees that the two of us have no intention of deceiving, but just want to understand something"

"I can tell the donor, but the donor's killing is too deep, and the karma is difficult to make up, so I hope that I don't raise a sword and soldiers, and the world is quiet."

"Master rest assured, Lonely has no greedy killing heart, just to find something that was once lost"

"Does the donor know the ancient world, the crime of the ninth emperor of the barbarian race?"

Lonely Qiantong was not shocked, what does this temple have to do with herself?

"The donor can know that my Buddha is merciful, when the sin emperor was in trouble, the life was ruined, my Buddha knew, there was a Buddha under his own spontaneous wish to purify all sentient beings, and went to the place of sin alone, but after arriving in Zhongzhou, the sin emperor has been killed by the human race holy emperor sacrifice to heaven, but the war subsided, but the sin is everywhere, the Buddha petitions the Buddha, does not purify the grievances, and vows not to become a Buddha"

Therefore, build a temple here again to promote Buddhism.

But it backfired, in the land of Zhongzhou, I didn't see Buddhism, I didn't know Buddha nature, and I didn't pay attention to Buddhism, but the Buddha's heart was not dead and still persevered, so Buddhism gradually spread in Zhongzhou.

This is the temple, later there were some changes, the Buddha also lost the trace, some people say that the Buddha saw the Buddha's grand wish, point him into the Buddha, some people say, the Buddha is full of calamity, naturally ascend into the Buddha day, in short, there are different opinions.

Lonely Qiantong sighed, while shaking his head helplessly, as a party, how can he feel so sad.

Candle late, late at night.

Lonely Qiantong and the old monk chatted sentence by sentence, Qiantong has a way, the monk has a scripture, and the dignified emperor of killing actually discussed the scriptures with the charity old monk all night. If the old monk knew, he didn't know whether he wanted to become a Buddha.

"Master, didn't the Buddha see the people of the Wild North when he arrived in Zhongzhou?"

"Lonely donor, although the Buddha did not see the demon back then, but inadvertently got the demon left behind the soldiers, but the demon soldiers have spirits, the dead souls are sneaky and monstrous sins, the Buddha is Dharma, but it can only be stable for a while, so the Buddha invited 10,000 monks to cast spells, and hid the demon soldiers in the temple on the temple, sculpted the Buddha's true body statue, and finally suppressed the demon soldiers"

Hear this...... couldn't suppress the excitement, and Lonely Qiantong actually jumped up.

Seeing this, the old monk was not too surprised, but said lightly.

"Lonely donor, don't be happy, don't be delusional, this demon soldier is not something that the human race can control, the demon soldier has a grudge, and he will become a fierce spirit early"

"Sorry Master"

Lonely Qiantong wanted to say at this time, "I am the lonely master, not the lonely benefactor!"