Just when Xiao Yu was skeptical in his heart, Murong leaned down, saluted respectfully, and said, "Murong Xuan has seen the first seat of the Great Sun Courtyard. ”

The old monk didn't put on a stand with his elders, got up and sat down again after saluting, and said with a smile: "Little Murong has also grown up and married, why did he come back? ”

Xiao Yu stretched out his hand and rubbed his cheeks, looked at this old monk who was pretending to be stupid, and said in a deep voice: "It's that Xiao Yu has eyes and no beads, and he doesn't know the living Buddha in front of him." ”

The old monk folded his hands, bowed his head and whispered: "Only when you break the three poisons can you become a Buddha, and the poor monk does not dare to call himself a Buddha."

Xiao Yu also clasped his hands together and asked, "First Elder, I wonder if I can open a convenient door for Xiao Yu?"

Xiao Yu went to Buddhism this time, just to ask for a chance that the old monk said, since he met the first seat of the Great Day Courtyard whose status in Buddhism is second only to the abbot, how can he miss it?

The old monk said: "If there is a fate, it is a stone's throw away, if there is no fate, it is the end of the world." Since King Xiping is here to seek fate, why don't you try to see if you have a fate?"

Xiao Yu Zhengse said: "Good fate is fate, and bad fate is also fate. ”

The old monk smiled dumbly, shook his head and said: "No wonder King Xiping believes in Buddhism, your words were also said by the Taoist sect leader twenty years ago." ”

Xiao Yu frowned and said, "Is the real person in charge of the sect and the Buddhism a good fate or a bad fate?"

The old monk shook his head with a smile and said, "The Buddha said, don't say it, don't say it." ”

Xiao Yu said helplessly: "The Buddha said, there is no self, no one, five sentient beings, no longevity, the elder is in Shamen, it should have been the traces of all the phases in the world, such a proverb, can it be worthy of the heart?"

The old monk continued to fold his hands and said: "The disciples of Buddhism take compassion as their embrace, take birth as their practice, and do not follow the appearance of the earth, King Xiping is a worldly person, so why disturb the peace of Buddhism with mundane things?"

Xiao Yu shook his head and said: "There is no obstacle in the heart, there is no terror in the heart, and there is no fear in the heart, far away from upside-down dreams." Since there is no obstacle, you can enter the world when you are born, how can mundane things make the elders look like this world, and how can the laity dare to disturb the tranquility of Buddhism?"

The old monk was silent for a long time, and then said softly: "King Xiping is a layman, a person in the calamity, and a person with great cause and effect. ”

Xiao Yu was silent for a long time, and then said calmly: "No one is at ease without self, and it is not empty or colorful. ”

The old monk lowered his eyebrows and said: "If you see me with color and ask me with a voice, it is a person who walks in an evil way, and you can't see it." ”

Xiao Yu sighed and finally kept silent.

At the beginning, Xiao Yu used the sentences in the Diamond Sutra to ask the old monk about the lie, isn't he ashamed, but the old monk said that he actually had a hard time. Xiao Yu continued to ask him what his troubles were in the words of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, and the old monk finally said his sufferings, that is, Buddhism did not want to participate in the current general trend of the world because of Xiao Yu, or rather, not at this time.

As for the last sentence, it was Xiao Yu who said it in a bad way, and the old monk also took this opportunity to fight back, mocking Xiao Yu with the Diamond Sutra, if there is a Buddha in his heart, there are Buddhas everywhere, if there is no Buddha in his heart, how to worship the Buddha in the temple is also in vain.

Xiao Yu respects the Buddha, but also worships the Buddha, but does not believe in the Buddha, as the old saying goes, if you believe, you will not believe in it, so he has no Buddha in his heart.

However, Xiao Yu never gave up, after all, the real person in charge of the sect back then had no Buddha in his heart, but he still entered the gate of Buddhism.

Xiao Yu's face was resolute, and he no longer paid attention to the head of the Great Sun Temple, and walked straight towards the majestic temple that entered the city.

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The Sword Sect is isolated overseas, not even in the country, but on the continuous archipelago centered on Biyou Island.

Biyou Island is the place where tens of millions of swords are buried, and the second Shangguan Xianchen in the world has been in prison for 20 years.

In addition to Shangguan Xianchen, the Sword Sect also has three Xiaoyao immortals, when Shangguan Xianchen painted the ground as a prison, these three Xiaoyao immortals either retreated and practiced penance, or traveled around the world, and after Shangguan Xianchen left the Sword Sect, there were two Xiaoyao immortals who broke through the customs one after another and sat at the mountain gate. But when a man surnamed Murong came to Weiguo, the last carefree immortal who had not asked about the world for many years like Xianyun Yehe also returned to the Sword Sect.

The man surnamed Murong is a concubine of the Murong family who has been living abroad for many years, and his name is a little soft, with a single name and a swallow character.

But it's not a swallow's swallow, it's a swallow from the Great Swallow Country.

Murong Yan.

Sixth in the world.

Biyou Island is a veritable sword mound, among the 36 large and small islands around it, the largest of them is called the Tibetan Sword, as the name suggests, this island is the collection of various famous swords accumulated by the Sword Sect for hundreds of years.

Today's Tibetan Sword Island is like a great enemy, and the three free immortals are all on this island.

Headed by Zhang Chongguang, there was an old man with white hair and white beard standing on the left and right.

Someone crossed the blue waves in a flat boat and sailed towards this side.

First Zhang Chongguang took out his sword, and Zhang Chongguang, who lost the corner of the frost sky, replaced it with a giant sword that was half a man high, the sword roared and thundered, and a white line rose on the surface of the sea, this white line was like a city wall composed of sea water, and it went to the mountain and the sea towards the small and pitiful flat boat.

Then standing on the left side of Zhang Chongguang, the old man in the white robe suddenly held the hilt of the sword hanging from his waist, vibrated the sword out of the sheath, and the sword swept through the air like a white rainbow, rolling up thousands of waves, and went straight to the boat.

The man standing on the boat did not wear armor as usual, but casually wore a black shirt, looking at these two immortal handwritings that can be called rare in the world, just smiled faintly, and then stretched out his hands, the man's face was frosty, but these hands were as crystal as jade, not like a pair of hands of a general who was used to holding a sword, but more like a beautiful hand.

The man pushes his hands forward flat.

There was no vision of heaven and earth, and the original sea wall that was hundreds of miles long and surging forward collapsed, splashing countless waves on the sea, like rain falling from the clear sky.

Immediately afterwards, the man folded his hands. But instead of worshipping the Buddha, he sandwiched a white rainbow between his palms.

At this time, the black-robed old man, who had never moved or carried a sword, suddenly stretched out his hand and said softly, "Please sword." ”

Hidden Sword Island hides thousands of Tibetan swords left by the ancestors of the Sword Sect.

The face of the man standing on the boat was still light, but a solemn look flashed in his eyes, after all, this is the territory of the Sword Sect, even if there is no Shangguan Immortal Dust, it is definitely not a place where people want to come.

But he Murong Yan is not just a random person, but the sixth in the world, no one else can come, he wants to take a look and ask the Sword Sect how the sword is going.

The long white clouds on the canopy were instantly cut into countless pieces by countless sword qi.

Thousands of incomparable sword qi rose from the island behind the old man.

These sword qi did not come from a certain person, but from the many famous swords hidden on the island themselves.

Thousands of hidden swords, tens of thousands of sword qi.

This is the handiwork of the Sword Sect.

And among the tens of millions of hidden swords, there is a sword that is the sword of the black-robed old man who has never worn a sword.

When the old man was shooting towards the sea with thousands of sword qi, the old man in black jumped high, holding a sword in his hand.

A sword falls.

Do the sword drop pose.

If you want to ask for a sword, then I will give you a sword.

One sword is ten thousand swords.

Tens of thousands of sword qi fell from the sky at the same time.

And the invisible sword in the old man's hand was mixed with the thousands of sword qi.

Murong Yan finally couldn't sit firmly on the flat boat, and his figure disappeared in a flash.

In an instant, the sea surface was crisscrossed by ravines.

The largest of them was a sword mark, almost splitting the surface of the sea, and it was three hundred feet.