At this time, it was night, Yi Tianxing walked into the Taoist temple, the three words Taiping Temple were slightly shiny on his head, and the plaque was old, and it looked quite old.

Walking casually in the Taoist temple, but no one came to disturb him, Yi Tianxing frowned slightly, but he didn't dare to release his divine sense to explore-although he knew that the old monk Ma Sheng of Meiling had already known about his arrival, he still preferred to be careful.

Walking down the stone corridor to a side room, he pushed the door open and entered, and found ...... Dead people in a land!

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Wrong, wrong, Yi Tianxing exhaled lightly and slapped his head.

"If you scare yourself, you will scare people to death. ”

There were no dead people in the chambers, and the servants who were lying quietly on the beds, as if lying stiffly, were just asleep. Everyone's breathing was extremely shallow and light, and there was not much fluctuation in the chest, Yi Tianxing was already a little nervous, so he mistook it for a dead person at the first time.

Although it was already night, it was not very late, and there was no sound in the Taiping Temple, no lights, only silence and darkness.

and the people who fall asleep in this quiet night.

The atmosphere was eerie.

I went to a few more side rooms, still the same as the one in front of the head, all the people were sleeping, and no one woke up because of Yi Tianxing's arrival, Yi Tianxing frowned slightly, walked to the bedside, and pushed a Taoist priest.

The Taoist priest smacked his mouth twice, as if he was tasting something delicious, but he still didn't wake up, but the hair on his head and the corners of his pillow pulled and fell.

Yi Tianxing's pupils shrank, this Taoist priest's hair is fake, he is actually a bald head, and there are ring spots on it.

There are a lot of sleeping fake Taoist priests in the Taiping Temple, real monks.

This Meiling is really a little fun.

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Walking to the back of the Taoist temple, all the way is full of barren grass and stones, quite dilapidated, pushing the grass, Yi Tianxing slowly walked to the tree, under the thousand-year-old ginkgo.

"Can we talk?"

Yi Tianxing stood under the tall ginkgo tree, looking up at it, his head was about to fall back, and he barely managed to find the small hole in the trunk.

He said it politely, but it was very inexplicable.

The Meiling War was about to break out, but he ran under someone's big tree to chat.

It's crazy, it's crazy, it's a thatch stuffed in the head...... "Come up." ”

The mysterious Masheng monk in the small hole in the trunk was even more crazy and actually agreed to him.

Yi Tianxing is not really stupid, although he doesn't know how much the other party knows about him, but since others shouted it, he still honestly used his hands and feet, and twisted his ass to climb up the ginkgo tree in an ugly posture.

Climbing trees has never existed in Yi Tianxing's life experience, and when he was a child, other friends may have the fun of climbing trees, but he has always been climbing garbage mountains.

However, this does not prevent him from moving neatly, after all, his ** may be the most powerful "mortal" in the world.

When he climbed halfway up to the ginkgo tree, he suddenly felt a faint feeling in his spiritual platform, and couldn't help but smile slightly, raised his head and asked, "Can only sit here?"

The monk Ma Sheng in the ginkgo tree cave said, "Yes." The voice of this old demon monk who has lived for hundreds of years is a little close to Chen Shuping, and he seems very emotionless.

Yi Tianxing's fingers were inserted into the trunk of the ginkgo tree like tofu, his body hung on the trunk, his hand on the canopy and looked up, and he exclaimed: "This thousand-year-old ginkgo must be a variant, how can it be so thick." Then he tilted his head slightly and asked, "The blood is great, can I sit a little higher and listen to your teachings?"

Monk Ma Sheng is a big man in the blood clan...... But he must have never heard this name in his hundreds of years of cultivation, so he remained silent.

"A few more steps, right?" Yi Tianxing gestured.

The old monk in the cave of the ginkgo tree was still silent.

Silence does not always mean acquiescence, Yi Tianxing understands that silence at this time represents opposition.

He frowned, slapped the trunk of the tree, and the whole person floated lightly to a thick branch next to him and sat down gently.

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For the dispute over where you are sitting, there is a deep meaning in the process of taking a step forward or taking a step back. The distance between the two is close, Yi Tianxing's brute force is better played, and the distance is far, the old monk of Meiling should be more happy.

So the position where the two of them sat when they were talking was about fifty meters, which happened to be a place where both sides felt barely safe.

Yi Tianxing had already made sufficient preparations, ready to cover the five senses at any time.

Yi Tianxing still felt that this thousand-year-old ginkgo tree was a little strange, not like a plant that could grow on the earth, and the ginkgo trees he saw in books in previous years were not as strong as pigs.

"Why are the people in the Taiping Temple sleeping?"

Yi Tianxing sat on the trunk of the tree, rubbing his buttocks against the rough bark, took his legs under his buttocks, formed a scattered lotus seat, leaned back slightly, and half lay on the branches.

The old monk in the hollow of the tree at the very high point spoke: "Since you are coming, these children should sleep well...... I believe that you will not poison the sleeping people. ”

Yi Tianxing smiled and asked, "Didn't you want to kill us?"

There was a burst of contemptuous laughter from the cave of the tall tree, and the sound did not stop.

Yi Tianxing smiled slightly, but instead of being annoyed, he asked himself, "What do you call you?"

"Ma Sheng. ”

"You are an elder in the blood clan, why did you become a monk?"

This is all nonsense, but Yi Tianxing had to scrap it, at the foot of the mountain at this time, Chen Sanxingliang Siniu and Mo Kill were intercepting Prince Job, and I vaguely felt that Prince Job was more powerful than I thought, and I didn't know if the three could stop him.

Naturally, he couldn't give the old monk Meiling a chance to help, the only thing he could do was to drag the other party verbally first.

From the bottom of the mountain came the breath of Dogen vibration.

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"There's still a lot of time to remember, so there's no rush at this time. ”

In the high place, the slightly rotten hole of the ginkgo tree faintly glows with a certain luster that cannot be said to come, and a pure Buddhist breath seeps out of the hole, such as water and stone, like clouds piercing the sky, slowly revealing the ginkgo tree in the most natural way of travel, and looking at the situation yù going down the mountain.

Yi Tianxing bit his lower lip lightly with his teeth.

With a move of his right hand, the golden light on the trunk of the ginkgo tree flashed, and a golden stick with a dense material appeared in his hand.

There is a terrifying power hidden in the golden stick.

He stared at the cave slightly.

The old monk of Meiling definitely didn't expect that Yi Tianxing's hand would be such a fierce weapon.

Yi Tianxing did not come out of the stick, this is a gesture.

"Amitabha. ”

The old monk of the tree cave was slightly together, and the pure Buddhist breath suddenly withdrew from the hole.

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The two reached a tacit understanding in an instant, and neither was sure that they would kill each other with one blow, so they simply watched the battle situation under the mountain to see which side the Buddha's finger relics would fall into.

"You took the relics and lured me to Meiling, why don't you try to kill me?"

Yi Tianxing looked at the trees with his eyes, his eyes flashing coldly.

The old monk of Meiling was a little hoarse, and he shuddered a little when he listened: "If it's just you, maybe you and I have been in contact at this time, but there are other people hiding, and the distinguished guest doesn't appear, I will make a move, wouldn't it be rude?"

Yi Tianxing bowed his head and was speechless, Chen Shuping's whereabouts had not yet been discovered, but he was unexpectedly known by this old monk, it seems that the other party's use of divine consciousness is indeed not the same level as his own.

"Scattered the heavens Arhat Buddha xìng, I will say goodbye to you. He raised his head and looked at the tree hole with resolute eyes, but unfortunately he couldn't see the appearance of the monk Ma Sheng in the tree hole.

There was silence in the hollow.

Much later.

"I can't promise you. ”

"Why?" Yi Tianxing's eyes were even more chilling, he had often dreamed since the beginning of the new year in the second year, and countless unknown existences were often seen in his dreams, hidden behind the golden Buddha light and shouting, let himself find the Buddha, but now there is no treasure statue of the Bodhisattva - the Buddha of the Buddha has been attached to the body of Ye Xiang, and those unknown existences are the heavenly arhats who were snatched away by the monk on the tree, and the heavenly Arhats who were left with their memories.

The arhats were too miserable to be annihilated and imprisoned for life...... Yi Tianxing didn't tell others, but he was always disturbed by this dream, and he was annoyed by the guy on this ginkgo tree.

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"Poor monks need the Arhat Buddha xìng to protect their bodies in order to survive in the world forever and bless the water and soil. ”

The old monk on the tree hole whispered.

Yi Tianxing took a sip and said: "You *** are not a savior, die early and reincarnate early!" He suddenly thought of something, and sneered: "Come to think of it, you are an old vampire, and it is not easy to die." ”

The old monk of Meiling smiled slightly: "In this world, there are thousands of living beings, who doesn't want to become stronger?" He continued: "What is a Buddha? Buddha is at great freedom, how can I act with great freedom? I can act with strength and wisdom, protect the Dharma with strength, and comprehend the Dharma with wisdom, so that I can travel around the road, go through calamities and cross the dust, and I must ...... to become a Buddha."

Yi Tianxing jīng practiced Buddhism, and he didn't need to listen to an old vampire teach him, so he shook his head and asked: "You are a blood clan, you should escape from the world, why fight with us humans? You have been hiding in Meiling for hundreds of years, why take the risk of snatching the Buddha's finger." ”

"It's temptation. The voice of the old monk of Meiling came out from the hole in the tree, "Human beings are a temptation to the blood clan, fame and fortune are a temptation to human beings, and strength is a temptation to the strong. My existence is a temptation to your poor sense of justice, and the existence of the Buddha's finger is a temptation to my mind...... Someone tempted me to snatch it with the Buddha's finger relics, and then tempted you to go to Meiling to be my enemy...... Hahahaha. ”

The laughter of the old monk yīn resounded repeatedly in the Taiping Temple: "A long time ago, I had a good friend who tempted me to suck up the Heavenly Arhat Buddha with his physical body, but now I am trapped in it, unable to extricate myself, but fortunately, the wisdom contained in a Buddha's finger is enough for me to understand many things, and at that time, I will have to get rid of this prison......"

Yi Tianxing coldly interrupted him: "If you leave here, you will definitely become an enemy of mankind, and if you stay in Meiling, you can still maintain your status as a highly respected Buddhist master." ”

"So what?" the old monk Meiling said with a smile: "Good and evil are just masks, as long as there is a good result, I don't care what kind of mask I wear." ”

Yi Tianxing closed his eyes for a moment, and then said: "The first precept of the secret party is to escape from the world, do you want to become the public enemy of the blood clan." ”

The old monk of Meiling coughed and laughed dryly, and said proudly: "The secret party...... That should be the organization of those junior groups after I left Europe, right?"

Yi Tianxing was slightly shocked in his heart, it seemed that the blood clan monk in front of him was really terrifying.

"Can't you leave this ginkgo tree?" he asked tentatively, this was his speculation all along, otherwise he couldn't explain why he had to get the Buddha's finger relics to go to Hong Kong, and the old monk of Meiling snatched it, with his strength, he could completely enter the basement of Famen Temple.

"Not bad. Nowadays, the world of the East is quite jealous of the blood clans of the West, and my descendants in Hong Kong cannot carry out the Famen Temple, so they will choose Hong Kong. ”

"How did you do that?"

Yi Tianxing was dragging his feet, he already felt that the battle between Chen Sanxing and Prince Job at the foot of the mountain was about to end, thinking that with the terrifying cultivation of the old monk of Meiling, he should also know this very well.

The conversation is coming to an end, and the battle is about to begin.

"I have been in Meiling for hundreds of years, and I still have a few friends in the world. When the old monk Meiling said the word friend, he unexpectedly felt a little warm.

Who is this friend? This question would not be discovered until a few days later, when Yi Tianxing was shocked.

"Want to know my past?"

The old monk of Meiling said leisurely, as if he didn't care about the life-and-death battle that was unfolding around the Buddha's finger relics at the foot of the mountain.

"Yes. ”

Yi Tianxing secretly recited the Heart Sutra, and his left and right hands knotted the two strings of yīn yang, calming his mind and protecting his heart.

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The thousand-year-old ginkgo tree swayed gently in the night wind, shaking the silver moonlight falling from the sky into countless points of light, and the old monk of Meiling in the tree cave did not know what kind of magical power he had, only to see those silver sè points of light fluttering and shaking, as if they had turned into substance, seeping down from the branches and leaves of the ginkgo tree, and slowly falling to a few feet in front of Yi Tianxing.

The silver light is dotted, gradually condensed and gathered, into a flat picture, the silver light flows on the edge of the painting, and the waves are monstrous!

Yi Tianxing gathered his divine consciousness in the center of his eyebrows, and was about to make a difficulty, but unexpectedly...... That picture was really just a picture, but it wasn't the jīng god attack of the old monk of Meiling.

He cautiously looked at the picture, which gradually changed its content, first a boat struggling to move on the sea, and then he saw a young man in the middle of the earth being chased by the peasants with torches, and then he saw the young man go to a large temple, bow down to the ground, and prostrate his head, bleeding a lot from his forehead.........

Yi Tianxing understood, this was the past of thousands of years in the world of the old monk of Meiling, and the lonely blood monk seemed to be very interested in telling Yi Tianxing about his life.

"What country were you from?"

"Living on a plain in Europe. ”

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A town in France in 1440.

Baron Gilles Derais, who was a comrade-in-arms of Joan of Arc during the Anglo-French War. After the war, he returned to his own territory, in order to study alchemy, he became obsessed with witchcraft, hoping to find the philosopher's stone in the blood, so he used his power to collect 300 children everywhere, and then bled them to death.

One night, the baron's home was attacked by some unknown object.

It was the attack of the vampire, and everyone in the baron's family was sucked to death, and this baron was also turned into the lowliest, the most humble, and the most unintelligent zombie by the vampire.

Enraged, the Holy See dispatched a large number of cardinals and ascetics, killed the Baron's family, and began to track down the leader of the Blood Clan who attacked the Baron's house.

The leader of the Bloodline was a young, handsome Blood, the youngest fifth-generation Bloodline in history, who had become a thorn in the eyes of the Holy See because of the tragedy that shocked Europe.

And his punishment of the Baron's family has also caused a strong controversy within the Blood Clan, because the Baron has always been an admirer of the Blood Clan and has been secretly giving a lot of financial support, and he, the young and handsome fifth generation of the Blood Clan, has turned this Baron into a low-level zombie who is inferior to the Blood's eyes and dogs.

So a shameful yīn conspiracy was born.

Well, this thing is always the product of a compromise between powerful forces.

The young leader of the Five Generations of Bloodlines was betrayed by the Bloodlines and then hunted down by the Holy See, and his loyal men were killed and wounded, leaving him on a dilapidated ship with only one of his deadly men.

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"Oh, why are you going to deal with that baron?" Yi Tianxing asked, looking at the silver-framed picture in front of him.

The old monk of Meiling in the tree cave quacked and laughed: "The ridiculous dignity of the blood clan, I thought at the time, human beings can have the glory of being food, but they can't be used to extract any ridiculous philosopher's stones, I think that the baron lacks the necessary respect for food, so I chose to turn him into a zombie inferior to pigs and dogs." ”

"Your heart is full of hatred. Yi Tianxing looked at the young blood clan leader on the broken ship in the picture, and said subconsciously.

The old monk of Meiling said quietly: "Hate is an unnecessary emotion. ”

"Where did you come after?"

"I came to the country when I was ...... Ming?"

"!" Yi Tianxing scolded with a smile: "At that time, Columbus's mother was still waiting to give birth to a son in Genoa!"

"It's pedantic. The old monk of Meiling sighed: "As countless times stronger than human beings, do we still need to bear the blessings of the advent of the Age of Discovery?"

Yi Tianxing thought about it, this is indeed the case, big bats can fly, they can fly, travel around the world, and they don't need to rely on boats.

"You've been living in Meiling since you came to China?"

"Yes, I left the boy in the south and came north on my own. The old monk of Meiling fell into the memory, and his tone was a little cold: "There are many strange wizards in the East, I am a foreigner, so I have suffered a lot, and no one is willing to accept me." ”

These are the pictures that Yi Tianxing saw earlier in the silver-rimmed frame, where the young man was chased by a group of peasants with torches.

Thinking of the old monk Meiling who gave him a headache and was scared five hundred years ago, he was also a horn who was driven by mud legs, Yi Tianxing suddenly felt very cool, and couldn't help but smirk.

"How did you come up with the idea of becoming a monk?"

"During the years of struggling to survive, I have been thinking about a question. The voice of the old monk of Meiling suddenly became pure and soft, "If everything has a constant, then what is our existence for?

"This question has to be asked to the Buddha. Yi Tianxing replied subconsciously.

The old monk of Meiling said quietly: "I just want to live, I want to live on an equal footing with all other living beings, the belief of the blood clan is actually dependent on the existence of the Lord, if there is no God, there will naturally be no blood clan...... I had come to the Far East with great hardship, and I wanted to find a faith that was completely cut off from Jehovah. ”

"So you chose to believe in Buddhism?" Yi Tianxing's eyes widened.

"It was the Buddha who chose me. The old monk Meiling said devoutly: "All the gods in the world will choose their own believers, only those who believe in me will be blessed, only a certain type of people can have the right to have this kind of faith, and only the Buddha is different, the Buddha is tolerant, the Buddha is great, the Buddha will not respond differently because his believers are noble or humble, male or female, old and weak or young, kind-hearted or full of filth." ”

"In the eyes of the Buddha, all beings are equal...... Even if I am a blood clan, in front of the Buddha's light, I am still a believer. ”

"When I came into contact with the true meaning of the Buddha, I was shocked. The old monk of Meiling thought of the scene when he joined Buddhism hundreds of years ago, and still couldn't help but be a little excited, "I am a blood clan, and my food is human beings, but in the eyes of the Buddha, this is not our original sin...... Isn't it the same as a blood sucking human blood and eating pork like a human being? If this is a sin, our blood and human sins are the same...... Introductory precepts, human beings abstain from food, and I abstain from human blood...... The Buddha doesn't think I'm born evil. ”

Yi Tianxing was dumbfounded when he heard it, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that it really made sense, probably only in the eyes of Buddhism, the blood clan did not need to be redeemed, only self-redemption.

"And then?"

He asked cautiously, always on his mind, because he found that the monk Meiling was not a yīn schemer, but more like a religious fanatic.

Secular experience tells Yi Tianxing that the yīn schemers can negotiate with religious fanatics...... In the end, a war was inevitable.

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Naturally, no one is willing to accept a "zombie" as a disciple, and a senior monk of Meiling Yuntai Temple saw Ma Sheng, who was kowtowing in front of the temple, but sighed and said: "Recite the Buddha and see the Buddha, let's get started." ”

Since then, Ma Sheng, the young leader of the blood clan, has become a generation of senior monks in Meiling, Master Ma Sheng, who has lived on Meiling for generations and has never gone down the mountain.

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"Cultivating Buddha and cultivating Buddha, when Fuxian Bodhisattva left this world, he once looked in the direction of Meiling and said that you want to become a Buddha in the flesh......" Yi Tianxing's eyes looked coldly at the top of the ginkgo tree, "If you practice Buddhism and become a great road with the body of the blood clan, even if I am only admired, and there is no disrespect, but you should not grab the Heavenly Arhat Buddha xìng, this kind of action, the way of the outer demons, is too yīn戾." ”

"Decheng Dao?" the old monk Meiling sneered: "Where is the avenue?

Yi Tianxing sat cross-legged and silent, now he naturally knew that if he went to Mount Meru, he was afraid that it would be more miserable than in the world.

"If the Buddha saves me, I will save this world. ”

The old monk of Meiling said respectfully.

"To rescue is to give birth to the Buddha and cause the heavenly arhats to suffer for eternity?"

The old monk Meiling smiled and said: "There is no pure land in the sky, so I want this world to become a pure land." ”

Needless to say, these two people naturally understood what was happening in the heavens and the Buddha was gone.

"If the world is to be a pure land, it must be guarded. The face of the old monk of Meiling emerged from the hole of the ginkgo tree, and he looked at the compassion of the heavens: "I will become a Buddha if I protect this place." ”

The old monk of Meiling pointed to the sky and the ground with one hand, and his face was solemn and compassionate: "There is no Buddha in the sky, I will become a Buddha!"

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Yi Tianxing gasped, lost his mind and sighed: "It's really not crazy, it's not a Buddha!"

But he still had a faint layer of fear, because Master Bin Ku once said that this old monk of Meiling used to be the master of Master Yinguang, and Master Yinguang ......

"When did you realize this method of sucking up the Buddha?"

"Yinguang respected me as a teacher back then, but in fact, this son of Buddhism jīng Zhan can be my teacher. The old monk of Meiling reminisced about the past: "For hundreds of years, I was on top of Meiling, watching all the people in Mount Meru being knocked down to the dust, worrying about the pure land, worrying about the world, and having great sorrows that could not be relieved. During the Guangxu period, Yinguang went to Meiling, I consulted him, and he said four words. ”

"See the Buddha when you gather the Buddha!"

"It's wrong!" Yi Tianxing shouted anxiously: "It's chanting the Buddha and seeing the Buddha!"

The old monk of Meiling said with a smile: "Five hundred years ago, when I entered Yuntai, the master said that I would read the Buddha and see the Buddha, I practiced for more than three hundred years, but I got nothing, I only watched the Arhats of Mount Meru fall to the world like meteors, only when Yinguang and I confirmed each other, I understood what the master said back then." ”

"See the Buddha when you gather the Buddha!"

Yi Tianxing's heart was already half cold at this time, and when Master Yinguang passed away, he once said eight words: "Reading the Buddha and seeing the Buddha, deciding to give birth to the West!"

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It seems that Master Yinguang is the old monk of Meiling who said before, tempting his good friend by devouring the Buddha's method, and this Master Yinguang is teaching legends, and he is the person Yi Tianxing is most afraid of.

-- The great trend that can make the heavens and the earth move to the Bodhisattva!