With a sword hanging over his head, he kowtowed to the willow stumps on the bank of the Luo River one by one, this rare sight I had never heard of, let alone seen it.

When I came to Luoyang, the eastern capital, not only my eyes were opened, but I also experienced a lot of strange things, which really increased my knowledge.

I have heard that the sword god Li Chengying's sword is not possessed, the sword seems to grow under his feet, and it can follow him like a shadow, come and go when he is called, and when he comes out of the sword, he is magnificent, and he will cut off people's heads for thousands of miles.

Looking closely at the wooden sword hanging on the head of the kowtowing Zen monk, who is the signature formation of the "head hanging a sword", I am really lonely.

The people of Luoyang, who were pointing to the dilapidated willow forest and insulting them all morning, were also in the fog again by the sight, and their eyes were full of surprise.

Lu Yao, who likes to join in the fun, was full of interest at this time, and he had no intention of being sleepy, so he poked his head out to look at the crowded shore for a while, eager to raise his head above his head to find out.

It is human nature to join in the fun, and the three little monks looked at the other side of the Luo River along the crowd, raised their palms above their eyebrows, and looked at the same place for a long time.

Seeing everyone's curious gaze, I couldn't suppress the curiosity in my heart, and I was also attracted by the situation in front of me for a while.

Above the river, there is only a touch of emerald green, where the young man Mazi buried his mother, and he has been filial piety for three years in that place.

In the past three years, few people have been bothered there, and there has been no contact between the pockmarked boy and outsiders.

The terrain of Hezhu is towering, it looks like a centrifugal island from a distance, and the Yuluo River is separated by a shallow, which is very chic from a distance, and it is also a scene of the Luo River.

With a sword hanging above his head was a tall monk, tall and like a moving mountain, and he was as powerful as he could see from a distance.

Looking at the physique of this monk, I am afraid that the guards of the Divine General's Mansion may not be half as strong.

The little monk saw the appearance of the monk with a sword hanging on his head and kowtowing to the ruins of the riverbank, and his interest in seeing the excitement suddenly dropped.

"Amitabha!"

I saw the little monk clasping his right hands together and asked casually, "Do you know the monk who kowtowed to the stump?" ”

The little monk didn't speak, just nodded his head, and there was no joy on his face.

Probably figuring out the way of the monk who hung a sword on his head and kept kowtowing to the stump, Lu Yao asked the little monk with a sneer: "I heard that Amieda Zen Master listened to the Tianzang Sutra for the Shenda Kunlun True God Temple, and went to Kunlun all the way from the East China Sea to three kneels and nine knocks, and it took ten years to cultivate the body of King Kong. ”

"A monk who has been ordained is a monk who behaves strangely, and he either kneels to the ground all day long, or recites sutras and recites the Buddha, and the Buddha of Buddhism is a golden body molded by this way?"

The little monk pursed his lips and snorted coldly: "Master often teaches the little monk to participate in meditation and recultivate the mind, work hard, work hard and be hungry...... If you can become a Buddha and realize the true scriptures by kowtowing and burning incense every day, whether it is Yangguan Road or a single-plank bridge, you must not be kowtowed to potholes! ”

It is said that the interpretation of Zen, the enlightenment of heaven and earth, in my opinion, whether it is the interpretation of the religion or the Tao, the method of seeking the Tao and practicing is extremely strange, so to participate in Zen and enlightenment, for ordinary people, I am afraid that I have already had a mental breakdown.

If you want to come to Confucianism and Taoism to practice, although you want to follow your heart, there are also many people who are desperate and hard-working, and perhaps in the eyes of Confucianism and Taoism, this kind of paranoia is also difficult to understand.

The little monk's words made Lu Yao speechless, and he smiled and flicked at the little monk's bald head.

"I know every day that I will play tricks, when will you push down the Fuji girl in Peach Lane, and then what will she do...... I respect you for being a man who is not afraid of tigress! ”

The little monk let out an "oops", kept rubbing his head, felt that Lu Yao was unreasonable, and had a look of disgust on his face.

He quietly came to my side, deliberately kept a distance from Lu Yao, and said for me: "You are his main book, it is better to come to Dongtuo Temple to be a bell ringer, and wait for the master of the little monk to be ordained and clothed, so that you can pass on the true scriptures and participate in one or two heavenly ways!" ”

Lu Yao smiled: "The little monk's tone is not small!" ”

"Humph!" The little monk also turned his head and ignored it.

The so-called Heavenly Dao is a Dharma scripture that expounds the religion out of the sea of suffering, and it is a total of nine folds.

The Taoist scriptures establish that there are three thousand ways of cultivation, heaven, earth, Xuan, Huang, human, animal, demon, demon, and ghost.

Among them, only the way of heaven is the most noble.

Although the Heavenly Dao is powerful, without the blessing of the Dharma Dao, cultivating the Dao and becoming a celestial person is tantamount to a fool's dream.

The saints in the world, as strong as Dong Rufeng, once attained the Tao, soared and slashed the dragon, and when he could not reach the heavens, he still stopped in the realm of saints, and he could not ascend to the sky.

In my opinion, the way of heaven is unattainable, so I can only dream about it.

The little monk's words once again attracted Lu Yao's questioning: "I can't say that if the Zen master wants to truly understand the way of heaven, wouldn't he have become a Buddha with a golden body and shine in all directions, how can it be the turn of the master of the three precepts to take charge of the Great Compassion Temple of Mingzhi Mountain!" ”

"I can't say that if the Zen master becomes the abbot of the Great Compassion Temple, how can you say that he is also the first disciple, where do you need to come out in person?"

The little monk knew that he couldn't talk about Lu Yao, who was flamboyant, so he sulked for a while, and changed the topic: "Turning into a relationship is also a practice!" ”

Lu Yao nodded very approvingly, and joked with the little monk: "Push down the second girl, and then correct the Fa on the spot, you can not only practice, but also carry forward the Dacheng Dharma with that little Nizi Bashan Night Rain!" ”

"Humph!"

The little monk was so angry that he pinched his waist, turned his back, and no longer talked to Lu Yao, he was a ten-year-old child, and he wanted to talk to Lu Yao, who was oily and smooth, and he was not an opponent at the moment.

Seeing that the little monk was angry, Lu Yao whistled at him, and asked coaxingly: "Don't you be stupid little novice, are you angry?" Why don't you give the master a smile? You laugh at one, I donate some sesame oil money to Dongtuo Temple, and walk ten miles every morning to make a fortune, enough to eat a few full meals? ”

The little monk snorted coldly, but he didn't appreciate it.

"Hmph, good monks don't eat the food that comes from the mouth!"

Lu Yao gave a thumbs up without hesitation: "Backbone!" ”

I was caught between the two, so loud that I wanted to cover my ears, and I could only smile weakly.

I saw that the little monk had lost the upper hand, and my cheeks were red with anger, and I hurriedly persuaded Lu Yao: "Don't make fun of the little monk anymore, I can't say that if the Zen master knows that you are bullying him, he will come to the courtyard one day and knock on the wooden fish for three days, and he will not take the three of us and rhubarb to the Western Elysium......"

When the little monk and Lu Yao were arguing, there were more and more people watching the excitement on the riverbank, and the black pressure was overwhelming, and it was already crowded.

I looked at the tall monk who was slowly coming from Taoliu Lane with a sword hanging on his head, kowtowing all the way from Hezhu to Taoliu Lane, and asked Lu Yao: "Good and dignified, why does this person have a sword hanging above his head?" ”

As the tall monk approached, I realized that the wooden sword above his head carried a powerful force, and when the monk walked forward slowly, he was struggling, as if he had a thousand catties of great force to cover him!

"I hit the iron plate with brute force, and I was pressed forward by the sword!"

It was the dog master who answered me, and when he left the courtyard gate, there was a choking smell of alcohol wafting from his body, and I couldn't help but fan my nose with my hand.

The little monk pinched his nose, and when he saw the sloppy appearance of the dog master, he avoided it and moved farther away.

The dog master was drunk, his eyes were red, and his eyes, which had not seemed to wake up all day, looked at everything in front of him, squinted a gap, and continued: "The reason why Shouxiao Mazi chose this place to bury his mother is that he values the beautiful aura of Luohe Liulin, and now he was ruined by this evil monk, disturbing the rest of his relatives in the tomb. ”

If I remember correctly, the dog master once deduced that the monk who destroyed the willow forest was in the realm of the dynasty, and a master who entered the realm of the dynasty was forced to kowtow to the remains of the willow tree by the sword of the pockmarked boy, what kind of fierce strength is this?

I saw the sword hanging from the head of the kowtowing monk like a shadow, and asked the dog master in surprise: "I heard that Li Chengying, who is invincible in the way of the sword, has no sword in his hand, but the sword is like a shadow, is it possible that the cultivation of Shouxiao Mazi is equivalent to that of the sword god?" ”

The dog master didn't seem to be too lazy to answer my boring and stupid question, blinking his eyes to see me and Lu Yao, as well as the little monk next to him, who looked eager for knowledge, so he reluctantly explained: "Shouxiao Mazi's cultivation is actually not high, and the level of his entry is just his peachwood sword, an unusual sword, and I can't find a few in the world!" ”

As soon as the dog master finished speaking, Lu Yao was curious and itching, and asked impatiently: "What kind of sword is that, if it can't fight the Confucianism and Taoism Holy Zheng Taibai?" ”

What Lu Yao asked is what I am still curious about, presumably this question has been bothering Lu Yao for three years.

I looked at Lu Yao's suddenly cold face, obviously very tired of the dog master continuing to play dumb.

"Turtle Head Heavenly Master's Mansion, have you ever heard of it?"

Lu Yao and I nodded at the same time.

"The sword hanging above the monk's head is one of the three eight-money Heavenly Master swords of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, the peach, willow, and Huai, the eight-money peach wood sword!"