The monk opened his eyes, his gaze wandered over Han Chuang for a moment, and then fell on the Zizhu monk at the counter.

"You never left. He said.

Monk Zizhu smiled and said, "You haven't avoided me either. ”

The monk said: "There is no need, and I can't avoid you, anything that happens in this inn can't hide from your eyes and ears." After a pause, he stared into Monk Zizhu's eyes and said, "Who are you?"

Monk Zizhu smiled: "I am Monk Zizhu, you know my name. ”

"No, you're not. The monk said with a smile, "There is no such thing as a Zizhu monk in this world." ”

Monk Zizhu shook his head and said with a smile: "But I will stand in front of you." ”

The monk said: "Because you are not called Zizhu Monk." ”

The two looked at each other, there was a glimmer in their eyes, and for a while no one meant to speak, and after a long time, the monk finally spoke: "The assassin who attacked me that day was you." ”

Monk Zizhu smiled and said, "You know everything?"

Don't smile slightly: "This is nature, a person can hide his appearance, he can also hide his kung fu, but he can't hide his breath." ”

Monk Zizhu smiled: "Many people can hide their breath. ”

"No," the monk said with a smile, "that's not called hiding, it can only be said to be blocked." The aura on your body is so obvious that no matter how hard you try, you can't stop it. ”

Monk Zizhu laughed and said, "I don't understand what you mean. ”

"You're a swordsman. Don't speak, get up and come to Zizhu Kazushang's side, and circle around him, "And it's a very special left-handed swordsman." ”

Monk Zizhu didn't move, and said lightly: "Where do you know?" ”

"Your hand," he said, laughed at him.

He has seen many hands, and he is even more familiar with the hands of swordsmen, and he only needs to look at it to know this person's profession, there is no doubt that the left hand of the Zizhu monk is by no means a hand that pinches Buddha beads all year round, but a hand that holds a sword.

Monk Bu continued: "It's strange, you obviously have the opportunity to kill me, and you still have murderous intentions, why don't you do it." ”

Monk Zizhu's skin was beating, and after a while, he laughed and replied, "If you have the ability to kill you and the murderous intent, will you definitely be killed?"

The monk smiled and said, "At least you had this thought." ”

"Yes," said Monk Zizhu, "I had this idea, but I didn't kill you after all." ”

"Why?"

Monk Zizhu sighed, and his gaze fell on Han Chuang, "Because of him." ”

The monk glanced at Han Chuang, who was still closed, and he understood that Han Chuang at this moment couldn't hear anything, and he couldn't feel anything.

"I mean, why did you let me go because of him?"

Monk Zizhu's figure flashed, and he came to Han Chuang's side, pointed at him and said, "I know him, I know him very well, even if I kill you, I can't stop him from entering the Linglong Pagoda." ”

The monk's eyes flashed, and he said, "Why do you want to prevent him from entering the pagoda?"

Monk Zizhu said: "Because of danger." ”

The monk smiled and said, "Doing anything is dangerous. ”

Monk Zizhu shook his head and said, "It's just that this matter is extremely dangerous. With a sharp gaze, he stared coldly at the monk, and said: "Don't think that what you say is good, I will ignore the danger of entering the pagoda, how can Lao Tzu's things be easy for people to pass." ”

He closed his eyes slightly and continued: "I'm afraid that in the end, there will be no one out of ten who can come out of the pagoda. ”

Monk Bu shook his head, nodded again, sighed, and said, "You are right, there are indeed many dangers in the Linglong Pagoda, but I believe that he will definitely be able to go to the end." ”

"Why?" said Monk Zizhu disdainfully, "Just by the relics of your ancestor?" The tone was very frivolous, as if he did not take the enlightened person of the North Korean Zen Monastery in his eyes.

When the monk heard this, he was neither angry nor resentful, but only folded his hands and exhaled, "No, no." Then he said, "You are right, but you are also wrong." ”

Monk Zizhu sneered: "What's wrong, what's wrong?"

The monk said: "If Han Chuang can get the approval of the ancestor relics, he will naturally be able to get out of the Linglong Pagoda, but the fundamental reason why he can get out of it is not the relics, but himself." ”

"Himself?" Monk Zizhu chewed on this sentence, and after a while, he said: "Don't play Buddhism's Zen machine with me, I don't believe in this." ”

The monk chuckled lightly and said, "The swordsmen don't believe in this. He nodded Han Chuang with his chin and said, "He doesn't believe it either." But you really should believe it, because there are some things that cannot be explained, and if you want to ask, I can only tell you one word. ”

Monk Zizhu sneered: "Let him enter the pagoda to seal what kind of heart demon is also fate, why doesn't that fate fall on you, but on him?"

Monk Bu laughed and said: "Fate has its own destiny, even if I want to force it, I can't force it." ”

Monk Zizhu sneered: "What you say is good, force, I see that the monks of your Beihai Zen Monastery are eager to shirk the problem!"

The monk was not annoyed, and said with a slight smile: "If you think so, it's not impossible, if he really suppresses the demons, even if I have a bad reputation on my Beihai Zen Temple." ”

Monk Zizhu snorted coldly and said, "You are open-minded. ”

The monk smiled and said: "The monks are very open-minded, and those who are not open-minded are fake monks." ”

Monk Zizhu's eyes flashed, and he stared at him fiercely, but he didn't speak after all. At this moment, a colorful light actually emitted from the surface around Han Chuang, and these rays of light swung around his body, forming a halo of light.

Seeing this, Monk Zizhu frowned and said, "What is this?"

Don't laugh and say: "The relics of the ancestor naturally cannot be entrusted to the hands of villains, this is the ancestor's test for him." ”

Monk Zizhu frowned and said, "What will happen if I can't pass it?"

Don't laugh and say: "If you put it new, you won't be able to pass it." He pointed to his eyes and said, "I believe in my eyes." ”

Zizhu snorted coldly and said, "But I don't believe it!"

Don't point at Han Chuang and say with a smile: "Then believe in his character." ”

Zizhu snorted coldly and did not speak. He can not believe in the vision of the incredible, but he can't disbelieve in Han Chuang's character, because they themselves are the closest people.

And what happened to Han Chuang now?

He was almost unaware of the outside world, he felt that he was standing in the middle of a thick fog, and finally the fog had cleared a little, and his black burning eyes were staring blankly ahead.

It was a purple bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest always gives people a sense of seclusion, and when the wind blows, large bamboo leaves fall backwards, like cascading waves.

However, what attracted Han Chuang's attention was not this purple bamboo forest, but a person who walked out of the bamboo forest, an old man.

Wearing a moon-white monk's robe, but with a full head of white hair, a gray beard, and the wrinkles on his face were like a lifetime of glory carved by a seal, he didn't look at Han Chuang, he walked past Han Chuang unhurriedly, and said lightly: "Are you here?"

"What's coming?" Han Chuangzhang was at a loss and wanted to call Xiaobai, but found that he didn't get any response.

The old man smiled and said, "There's no need to try to contact your contract beast, in this space, it's just you and me, and no one else." ”

Han Chuang was silent for a long time, and said slowly, "Who are you?"

The old man turned around, walked unhurriedly to his side, and said slowly, "Didn't you come to look for me? Why don't you know who I am?"

"Are you the Awakened One?" asked Han Chuang tentatively.

The old man shook his head with a smile and said, "Enlightened one, is this the name given to me by later generations? I would like you to call me Siddhartha." ”

Han Chuang's eyes flashed with a look of surprise, who is Siddhartha? The name of the founder of the Beihai Zen Monastery, it is said that Siddhartha was originally a prince of the Northern Frontier of the Western Regions, meditating and understanding since he was a child, and then apprenticed to Lao Tzu, meditated under a Bodhi tree for three years, and finally had an epiphany to found the Beihai Zen Monastery.

The old man smiled, "I'm afraid you know my identity too." ”

Han Chuang was silent for a moment and said, "But you're dead." ”

"I did die. The Enlightened One laughed, "What stands in front of you is just a wisp of remnant soul attached to the relics. ”

Han Chuang felt a sudden chill in his back, and couldn't help but say, "Don't be a monk to say, I'm here to be tested, I don't know what kind of test it is." ”

"Test?" the Awakened laughed, "you've passed. ”

"Passed?" Han Chuang's eyes were full of surprise, "Wait, I don't understand what you mean." ”

The old man smiled and said, "Isn't what I said clear enough? You have already passed the test, and the previous seven-colored divine light is a test for you, if you can't pass it, you won't appear here." ”

Han Chuang said suspiciously: "But I still don't understand." ”

The Awakened One shook his head, walked up to him, stretched out his withered hand, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry about it anymore, the Colorful Divine Light tests your heart, and when you pass the test, it will be passed here." Now you have obtained the qualification to own the Buddha bone relics. ”

Han Chuang breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I thought the test would be difficult, but I didn't expect—"

"I didn't expect it to be so easy, did I?" the Awakened Man laughed, "You seem to be easy, others are not, there is only one in ten thousand who can pass the test of the Colorful Divine Light, to be honest, it is really beyond my expectation that you can pass." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "Why." ”

The Awakened Man smiled, "You're not from this world, are you?"

Han Chuang's expression froze, and his eyes stared at the awakened person fiercely, "How do you know?" This is an unspeakable secret, even Nie Qingqing doesn't know.

The Awakened One smiled and said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just a wisp of remnant soul, I can't get out of this square inch at all, how can I reveal your secret?"

Han Chuang said coldly: "No one likes to be spied on secrets, and you didn't tell you why you knew." ”

The Awakened One smiled, "I said that you passed the test of the Colorful Divine Light. ”

Han Chuang said: "I don't understand. ”

The Awakened One said: "The Colorful Divine Light is my consciousness, my consciousness has entered the sea of your consciousness, and you have no secrets in front of me, understand?"

Han Chuang was furious in his heart, and said in a deep voice, "Don't you think this is a bit excessive?"

"No," said the Enlightened One, "some people will do more things to you, and I'm just helping you get used to that." ”

Han Chuang sneered, "Who's a demon?"

The Awakened One didn't speak, as if chewing on Han Chuang's words. After a long time, he finally sighed and said, "You are our last chance." His eyes stared at Han Chuang's face calmly, and his black eyes revealed a helpless look.

"Really, you're our last chance. ”