Chapter 82: Enchantment (7)

Suddenly, the old monk's two extremely long white eyebrows fluttered without wind, not floating and immortal, but inexplicably irritable, his eyes were violent, his thin palms rubbed the girl's hair vigorously, and shouted: "How can there be reason in the world?"

"I am the chief priest of the adjudication, I once sat on the Moyu Divine Throne, I am the great priest of the Demon Sect, I can choose the sect master, I am the protector of the mountain gate of the Buddha Sect, I can order ten thousand monks, how proud I am in this life, there will be wind and rain between my hands, I want to become a Buddha, I want to become a Buddha, I want to become a demon, I want to become a demon, how can I talk about it?"

"Look at this filthy world, there are many mediocre and pig-like fools who live, don't you feel that the air you breathe is so dirty and smelly? With a thief who has been silent for an unknown number of years, don't you feel extremely unhappy to breathe? It is natural for people to live in the world to eat meat, pigs, dogs, chickens, and heaven and earth, how can there be any reason to talk about!"

Ning Que suddenly said: "But this does not include cannibalism. ”

The old monk replied to silence, I don't know how long it took, the breath of compassion returned to his body, and said thoughtfully and slowly: "Yes, there is still some truth in this world, but the height of the truth is different. In my opinion, the way you and I exist in this world is the combination of our own ways of understanding the world, and I have been struggling to understand the origin of the real world, and finally change the way I exist in the world, and finally want to change this world to find the world that is impossible to return. ”

"The master of the Xiling Temple of Rotten Ke Temple sighed that my wonderful words were like lotus, and asked me to enter the Demon Sect for the Central Plains Righteous Path factions, but he didn't know that I was actually a person in the Demon Dao from the day I was born. ”

The old monk's old and thin cheeks showed a childlike smile, and there were no teeth in his grinning lips, so he looked more like a baby who had just fallen to the ground, giving people a sense of innate purity, even if it was ridiculous and innocent.

"I'm just pursuing power, looking for a way to change the world, I don't care about the difference between Dao and Demon, I don't care who wins and who loses, the reason why I want to come to the Demon Sect is because I want to see the lost heavenly book. ”

"However, the Ming Zijuan is not in the Demon Sect Mountain Gate, and these elders of the Demon Sect who are hiding in the mountains like rats in the Central Plains and fanning the flames like women also disgust me, so I left again.

The old monk's face was filled with a very strong look of ridicule and disgust, just like a woman in the market looking at a woman who sold vinegar for two bowls of water, full of natural pride and disdain.

"I went to the Great River of the Southern Jin Dynasty to the Moon Wheel Country, and finally I went west, to that distant and unknowable place in the Hanging Temple, and finally heard the first lecture, saw the Buddha light of those clear stars, and heard the deafening Buddha words between the brilliance, but after a few years, I finally found that the great monks in the Hanging Temple are just some turbidity, the so-called Buddha words blindly trick the mystery, and the fortune teller on the Song Street is no different, what is more disgusting is that the Buddha cultivates his own body, and will only wait humbly in the face of the transfer of the wheel of life, as if how to reach the other sideοΌŸβ€

The old monk's white eyebrows floated up and then fell, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction, just like a young scholar who stopped the prime minister's sedan chair on the road and shouted how to cheer up the country, it was obvious that his perception of the Hanging Temple, the unknowable place of Buddhism, was much better than that of the Demon Sect's mountain gate, but he was still very angry at the other party's indisputability.

"Finally, I returned from the wasteland, officially at the invitation of the head of the sect, secretly joined the Xiling Temple, and with the help of the cronies in the Demon Sect, I killed two stupid elders, so that my identity was revealed and I sat on the throne of the Moyu Divine Throne of the Judgment. ”

Ning Que and Mo Shanshan listened in silence, until this time they finally couldn't help but ask, "Since you are a member of the Demon Sect, why do you want to help the Xiling Temple kill your own elders?"

"Otherwise, how can I win the trust of Haotian Daomen? Otherwise, how can that broken temple let me, the heir of the Hanging Temple, go to see a few broken books that they regard as treasures? It's just that that broken Taoist temple is extremely stingy, even if I have done so many things for Haotian Daomen, I only let me see the Japanese character scroll and the sand character scroll. ”

The old monk said with an indifferent expression: "Although I have only read two volumes of the Book of Heaven, but it is indeed an extraordinary thing, I thought that I finally found a right place to have the opportunity to know the real world, but I didn't expect that after staying on Peach Mountain for a while, I found that the Xiling Temple was all a group of cowardly and timid idiots." ”

He suddenly looked down, only to see that Ye Hongyu's eyes had been occupied by angry flames, knowing that it was the ridicule of the Xiling Temple that made the girl feel angry, he couldn't help but laugh slightly and said: "Poor child, aren't these words right? Hundreds of millions of Haotian Sect disciples in the world only know the Divine Temple, and the guys sitting in the white halls on Peach Mountain should know what they should do if they have some courage and backbone, but how do they do it? It seems to be high, but in the end, they are going to be fucking pointed at by a broken Taoist temple. ”

Thinking of the blue clothes in the broken Taoist temple, the old monk's expression condensed slightly, and then sneered: "It's all a group of dogs, what about that broken temple? After all, it's not a dog raised by Haotian! haha...... It's all dogs!"

The arrogant laughter burst out from the withered lips covered with blood, and the old monk's two white eyebrows flew up, as if he was dancing, and he was proud, just like a young knight walking in the countryside with a sword looking for uneven places.

A slightly hoarse but proud laughter echoed in the quiet and dim room, Ning Que looked at the old monk who leaned forward and backwards in the white bone mountain and seemed to be about to fall down at any time, feeling the wild meaning clearly conveyed in the laughter, and couldn't help but secretly think that this person was qualified to be a friend of the little uncle back then, but there was indeed some truth.

"I've been walking in the world for so many years, looking for so many years, but I'm still full of dogs, and I'm like a pig, and it's a little interesting to think about it or the great priest of light who founded the Demon Sect back then, so I returned to the Demon Sect. β€œ

The old monk said indifferently: "However, I didn't expect that after so many years, the Demon Sect is still as filthy as it was back then, and the waste who occupies the position of the sect master is becoming more and more old and faint, and because he is reluctant to give up his daughter, he wants to abolish the inheritance of the Demon Sect Holy Maiden, and the rest of the people are even more intoxicated with the boring pleasure of killing, just like a beast, boring and boring." ”

"At this time, I finally found a glimmer of hope in the mountain gate, it was a little boy, I saw in him the possibility of reviving the Demon Sect to change the whole world, but it's a pity, I killed his father in order to return to the mountain gate, so he didn't believe anything I said at all, I brought back so many wonderful exercises from the holy land of Buddhism and Taoism, he refused to learn it, but he had to learn the twenty-three years cicada that had no hope of success!"

The old monk recalled the past and shouted angrily: "The only hope is shattered again, what should I do?" Finally, I thought of a way, I want to destroy this world, what Demon Sect, Buddhism and Taoism are all destroyed, so that the world can return to tranquility, but new sprouts will be born from the scorched earth, so that things can be done!"

Ning Que looked at the old monk who was almost crazy, and suddenly asked, "What do you want this world to become?" Or do you just want to destroy this world because you can't get used to it?"

The old monk gradually suppressed his anger, regained his composure, and said, "You haven't even seen what this world is like, so how can you be qualified to discuss the transformation of the world with me?"

Ning Que was silent for a moment and then said, "Since you have traveled all over the world in search of ways to change the world, why have you never gone to the academy? I think the academy back then should not be worse than the places you once studied." ”

The old monk was silent for a long time and said, "The academy already has a guy named Ke Haoran. ”

Ning Que stared into his eyes and said, "So it's not about changing the world at all. You are just jealous of my little uncle, you want to make yourself stronger, you want to defeat him, but you can't do it, until finally you fall into despair, so you simply want the whole world to die with you. ”

The old monk was slightly stunned, and then laughed as if he had heard the most ridiculous thing in the world, and his free hand kept rubbing his shriveled abdomen, and said, "I will be jealous of a madman?"

Ning Que didn't smile, looked at him calmly and said, "You are a madman yourself. ”

The old monk was silent, then sighed softly and said, "You're right, it's true that you're still a little jealous. Like me, there is no obstacle to Buddhism, Taoism and demons, going to the Hanging Temple can become a great virtue, in the peach mountain can be a throne, and it is the heaviest priest of the Demon Sect, I really don't have too many modest qualifications, I always thought that I was a once-in-a-millennium peerless person, but who would have thought that I would meet a guy who was even more incredible than me. ”

The old monk said with emotion: "I have learned the lotus seal of the Hanging Temple, the wonderful realm of self-realization seems to be born, I have learned the Taoshan Fan Cage Array, waving my hands and scattering my fingers to be trapped in the world, I am all fine with all the exercises of the seven doors and twenty-eight schools of the Demon Sect, and even the gluttony ** that has long been broken off has been re-realized by me, I have even watched two volumes of heavenly books to understand the divine will of Haotian, if you don't want to be a dog at any time to be able to apocalypse, you say that people like me are geniuses of cultivation?"

Every time he heard this, Ning Que's heart trembled, thinking that he had never seen such a strong cultivator in his life, even Master Yan Se and the second senior brother seemed to be far inferior, it seemed that such a character was not a cultivation genius, who could still be?

He said honestly: "You are truly a great person. ”

The old monk laughed at himself and said, "Then do you know how many exercises Ke Haoran can do?"

Ning Que was silent.

The old monk shook his head slowly and said, "He will only have one." ”

Ning Que was surprised and said, "One?"

The old monk said calmly: "Ke Haoran can only use the sword, from the first sword like a child fighting, to the last sword that breaks through the clouds and caves, it is his Haoran sword. ”

Ning Que looked at the mottled sword marks on the walls around the room, and wondered if Uncle Xiao could only use the Haoran Sword, then how could he arrange such a powerful Fan Cage Array and trap a character like Lian Sheng for decades?

The old monk seemed to sense the doubts in his and Mo Shanshan's hearts, and said with a smile: "You say that I am truly a master of all laws, then I will tell you that Ke Haoran is the real one law and ten thousand laws, he can only make a sword in this life, but he can turn the sword intent into all the ways in the world, and this is the case with the cage in this room." ”

A sword transforms into thousands of Dao methods in the world!

Ning Que was shocked and speechless, thinking to himself how many years would it take him to cultivate this realm before he could touch it?

The old monk smiled and said, "When you meet such a person, you are actually really helpless. ”

"Ke Haoran is not as good-looking as me, the stupid donkey he rides is as good as my horse, his feet are sweaty, so he stinks when he takes off his shoes, but he likes to sit and pick his feet, he is not good, just for a bowl of braised pork and even scolded the master for three days and three nights, just such a person, but the world only looks at him. When I travel side by side with him, he is the only one in the eyes of the world, and no matter how many earth-shattering things I do, he is still the only one in the eyes of the world......"

The old monk smiled slightly, raised his left hand and made a single lotus mark on his chest, gently stroked the top of Ye Hongyu's head like a spoiled child, and continued: "I want to do something earth-shattering, there is indeed a reason to be jealous of him, but it is simply because I want to find a way to the other side, and no matter what, he has always stopped in front of me, so I must think of a way to let him die." ”

"But the conspiracy you weaved was still seen through by him. Ning Que said.

The old monk said with emotion: "At that time, I was almost seen through by Wei Guangming, I had to avoid the Demon Sect, but I didn't expect Ke Haoran to see the matter of the broken Ke Temple, and also chased him, I didn't care at the time, I always thought that the power of the Demon Sect could always kill him, and even some were happy to be happy with his coming, ready to meet his death." ”

"I hadn't fought Ke Haoran before that, I knew he was strong, but I always thought that you were the strongest in the world, but I still didn't expect him to be so strong after all. ”

The old monk said indifferently: "Because he is strong, he wins." This kind of truth is very acceptable to the people in our Demon Sect, and I can accept it if I lose to him, even if he kills me with a sword, I have no complaints, but he shouldn't not kill me. ”

"He shouldn't have killed me!"

The old monk's withered cheeks suddenly distorted, his deep eyes spewed resentment like ghostly fire, and his hoarse voice seemed to come from the underworld, and he shouted bitterly: "He ruined my lifelong cultivation, threw me in this dark room, sealed all the heaven and earth vitality with my most proud cage, and suppressed me like a monster in this place where I will never see the blue sky! Let me bear eternal loneliness and despair!"

"Who can endure decades of isolation and loneliness? Do you know the despair of looking at the light outside the temple every day and counting the days but never counting? Do you know what a terrible punishment it is to be able to look at these four walls for decades? Do you know that when you stay alone for a long time, even silence becomes the most terrible torture?"

The old monk stared at Ning Que's face viciously, as if looking at the face of the person back then, his breathing became extremely rapid because of excitement, and his voice became more and more poignant, just like his mood at that time and at this time.