Qi Wufu returned to Lianyang Temple after a few days of absence, the little Taoist was very happy, but the old Taoist saw the young Taoist, but he sighed for a long time, when Qi Wufu went to sprinkle and sweep again, the old Taoist priest read the Taoist scriptures in the room, but he still sighed, the little Taoist was very curious, and came to the master's face, and said: "Master, why do you always sigh today?" ”

"Didn't you say that sighs grow old quickly?"

The Taoist scripture in the old Taoist's hand rolled up, knocked on the forehead of the little Taoist, and said angrily:

"I've lived for more than three hundred years, and I'm already too old, so what's the matter?"

"The little Taoist priest has a lot of balls."

The little Taoist priest propped up his chin: "I'm only ten years old." ”

"After the New Year, I will be eleven years old."

"Hey, hey."

"When I am 300 years old, Master will be 600 years old."

"How low and low did your white beard have to hang down at that time, at that time, it was the white-haired Mingxin who pushed the master with more white hair to go out to bask in the sun, and you can also raise a little Taoist priest, raise two cats, well, also feed two three-yellow chickens, just like Uncle Qi, one male, one female, in this way, you can eat chickens every day."

"There can also be chicks hatching."

"Uncle Qi should have been full of gray hair at that time."

Young people always think very out of the box.

The old man just smiled and didn't speak, his eyes were kind, and the little Taoist shook his head and said, "However, what is the master sighing." ”

The old Taoist priest looked at the young Taoist in the distance, and after a long time, he said:

"I don't know what he went through."

"In the past, although he was in the red dust, he had his own dusty air; Now, although the dust is still there, there is an extra stream of red dust, so he is the real [Entering the World Practice], from the Tao of the Book of Tao Sutras to the Tao of the Red Dust, the realm is improving, but it is also the time to start facing many disasters. ”

"When I see a person like him enter the world, I always think of me back then."

"And think of how many cultivation seeds have been lost in the red dust."

"So sigh."

The little Taoist priest was confused, and then asked, "Will I have that day?" ”

"Yes."

The little Taoist priest asked again, "Then can I walk back to the Taoist temple like Master?" ”

The old Taoist smiled gently, and after a while, he replied, "Yes." ”

"What about Uncle Shi?"

"Master doesn't know......"

………………

The next day after he came back, Qi Wufu went out with the sword box on his back, still to fulfill the last wish of the debt that Taixuan had made, and today was the last regret, it was the last wish of the dart master, saying that he originally wanted to retire with his wife and find the village to spend idle time, but now he can't do it.

It was a very strong woman.

Since childhood, he has been learning martial arts with the deceased dart master under the teacher.

It's a childhood sweetheart.,It's also a friendship with the same family.。

When he was young and high-spirited, he also used to roam the rivers and lakes together, fought unevenly, and left a name.

After that, getting married, as a matter of course.

In the face of her husband's departure, she is still calm and rational.

After Qi Wufu left, there was a suppressed cry in the courtyard, extremely sad, such sadness can be felt, like a pinprick stinging.

The young Taoist stood outside the door for a long time.

The sleeve robe was swept over, and the last line of text emerged, and then the shackles were untied with an edict, so that the dart master's mind remained here, accompanying his wife, so far, the promise in the town under the mountain of Helian has been completed, and it is still early today, Qi Wufu has nothing to do for a while, so he walked aimlessly.

Everyone suffers, and the world has never been merciless.

Qi Wufu was under the village, the first time he stepped into the practice, when he saw the many people who were harmed by Taixuan, he recorded his last wishes for them with pen and ink, and the young man at that time felt in his heart that the regret of his life was just a few points of pen and ink on the paper; Later, when I completed the girl's regret in Shuiyun Township, I felt so many regrets and reluctance.

I also feel that this is by no means a few points of pen and ink, after all, it is a person's life.

It is a lot of love and hatred in the world, regret and regret.

Later, I learned about the Buddha's method.

So I know that this is also the five aggregates and eight sufferings that Buddhism says, birth, old age, sickness and death, after all, I can't ask for it.

A person's name, or two characters, or three, and occasionally a compound surname, is four characters.

A person's regret and sorrow are written on a blank piece of paper, a few lines, about a dozen words.

In the huge Jinzhou, in just a few months, there are more than 3 million deaths, just writing their names once, about 10 million words, and if a person leaves two lines of regret, then how many words will be built? In ancient times, people did not have a blank sheet of paper, at that time they peeled off the green bamboo to dry, and then burned the text, a section of bamboo can be carved not many words.

Just these names are enough to cover the world's green bamboo, and it is difficult to record it completely.

As much as the thorns and the bamboos of the Yue, they still can't be written.

It's the so-called "Bamboo Hard"

Qi Wufu understood the weight contained in these four words.

As a cultivator, it seems that he should let go, but he refuses to let go.

Qi Wufu unconsciously walked to the side of the largest bridge in the capital city of Zhongzhou, and saw the tree planted by Mr. Ao Liu, the chessboard next to the tree is still there, but Mr. Ao Liu is not there today, and although he is not there, there are chess sets here, but the chess pieces have been replaced by ordinary ones, not the old man's own antiquities.

Qi Wufu sat down, and while thinking about things, he subconsciously held something in his hand, twisted the chess pieces, tapped them gently, looked at the chessboard with his eyes down, and the questions in his heart kept emerging-

Is the gentleman still alive?

The three demon kingdoms, which three demon kingdoms are they?

Who is the person in the red dragon suit in black......

In the end, there is the person who can't be avoided.

The current emperor, the human emperor, the saint.

Kill, kill!

The young Taoist's eyes were calm, and the thoughts in his heart were so clear that there was no hesitation.

What a monk cultivates is self-nature and spiritual clarity.

Definitely not deceive yourself.

Be sincere in your heart and be sincere in yourself.

It's not about suppressing all your thoughts.

It's just, kill, how to kill?

The way of the human emperor, the protection of luck, the immortals of the heavenly realm will not make a move on the human emperor, this is the agreement of thousands of years ago, when Qi Wufu was in that village, he exchanged some basic classics about the luck of the human emperor through the waist card of the Dao Alliance, so as to understand, the human emperor combined the power of hundreds of millions of people, even if each person is weak, but hundreds of millions of people, it is already the world's first-rate existence.

His own way is shallow, and he cannot be killed.

Unless his luck is ruined.

If he is strong, he will divide it up.

Qi Wufu thought about it, while putting the black and white chess baskets on his side, black chess and white chess alternately, the first method is to take the matter of Jinzhou as a guide, try to disclose it to the world, set off the fire of the four wilds, the people's hearts are righteous, the people's hearts are beneficial, add fuel to the fire, plus the rest of the means, if you take this as the goal, you may be able to set off a big chaos, even if you can't succeed, you can also weaken the luck of the emperor to a certain extent.

When the time comes, if the cultivation is enough, you can draw your sword and cut it.

or cause his heirs to take the heirs and quarrel.

The young Taoist lowered his eyes and held a black chess piece by himself.

And the one who holds the white chess is also himself.

The two big dragons, black and white, fight and face off.

Step by step.

In the end, when the young Taoist fell, he was getting slower and slower, and he looked at the chess game, and he also 'watched' the thoughts in his mind.

The chess piece in the hand falls on the chessboard -

Now it must not be said that it is a troubled time, because of the importance of luck, not only the emperor, but also the hundred officials will try to keep the rule in a stable state for their own strength and longevity, and there are people from all ethnic groups in the family who have entered the court as officials, from top to bottom, layer by layer are implicated together, like an extremely complex and close instrument, and it is extremely difficult to crusade against the emperor.

But it is extremely difficult, but it is not impossible, there is something that Huang Liang has obtained by deducing it in a dream, and it is not impossible to try to lay it out in 50 years.

It's just that the young Taoist raised his head.

He saw people coming and going, and if he tried to revolt, whether he succeeded or not, it would bring disaster and chaos.

Otherwise, it cannot weaken the luck of the emperor.

And weakening the luck of the human emperor, in the current era, it means that the Great Wall of luck to defend against many demon countries will collapse, which will lead to an instant reduction in the effect of the military formation deployed at the border pass, so that the soldiers who resist the enemy at the border pass will immediately be at a disadvantage, and what will happen after that, it can be seen at a glance, and it may even lead to a larger range of disasters in Jinzhou that year.

The young Taoist put down the chess pieces, and the turbid murderous aura in his eyes dispersed.

Although there is an undercurrent, it is still a young man's clear and moonlight.

Then pick them up again and put them in the basket.

"Isn't it a good down?"

"Why not?"

There was a familiar voice, Qi Wufu raised his head, and saw that there were already many people around him unconsciously, but it was he who was playing rapid chess alone before, playing wonderfully, and there were also old people who loved to watch chess among the pedestrians, so he stopped and watched the young man play chess alone, but the one who asked was an acquaintance, it was the fortune teller in gray, I don't know when to sit down, holding his chin and looking at the chessboard.

When he sat down, the people around him seemed to instinctively ignore this chessboard, ignoring the young Taoist and Mr. Gray under the tree, and then the crowd dispersed like this, people came and went, red and dusty, and under this tree, the chessboard was clean, only the young man held the chess, and the man watched.

The latter was breezy and calm, but in fact, he regretted it when he spoke.

The spirit had already reminded him that it was best to stay away from the stinky boy in front of him, but he didn't know why, it seemed that life in Hongchen had been a little boring recently, so he didn't have to find something interesting.

Coming here to ask at this moment, not for anything else, just curious, the young Taoist shook his head, and just packed up the chess pieces.

Let the common people be pawns for the sake of their own goals, and let them fall into disaster, whether they can do it or not.

If I do such a thing, I will fall into the devil's path.

That kind of me, and the second prince back then, is actually no different in essence.

The first method, do not take.

So is there any other way?

Still playing chess, this time the chess game has become much softer, Qi Wufu lowered his eyes and thought in his heart, if he can't forcibly break it by external force, then what if he enters the court, so engraved like Yuyangzi in another country? Relying on some of the prophets who had dreamed of fifty years, they stepped into the court and walked vertically and horizontally. ”

"The emperor has luck, but to govern the country, he also needs order and civil and military officials, and he will also be restricted to a certain extent, which is the [Trapped Dragon Chapter].

But in the end, Qi Wufu didn't finish the game, so he cleaned up the game.

The fortune teller was watching with relish, and seemed to see the young man's determination and judgment, as well as the judgment and rehearsal of what would happen in the next fifty years, but Qi Wufu took away the chess pieces, so it was a pity and asked: "This game of chess can be played, why don't you go?" ”

The young Taoist was concise and to the point, and said:

"You can't kill the dragon."

The five words are breezy and light, but they have a murderous aura.

So the fortune teller raised his eyebrows slightly, and was excited by this murderous aura, and his eyebrows were jumping.

Then he stroked his palms and sighed:

"Obediently, your five words, if they are discovered by the Killing Sword, they will probably be tied up directly, ah, no, there is no Killing Sword Dao anymore, that lineage inheritance comes from an innate thing, the origin is a blood-colored river, and it has been split by an existence when the sword is tested, hey, breaking the sword with the sword, it is very domineering."

"So, what are you going to do next?"

I don't want to set off chaos and trouble.

I don't want to let the emperor live.

These two are mutually exclusive.

Even the fortune teller was curious about what choice the teenager in front of him would make.

Qi Wufu finally thought about it for a long time, but he directly mentioned the chess piece and directly replaced the most important black chess piece with a white one.

The fortune teller's eyebrows jumped, a very simple action, but when the young Taoist in front of him made it, there seemed to be an indescribable calm and majestic, the fortune teller's brown pupils were in the sun, and suddenly glowed with a faint gold, he saw the young Taoist sitting there, but it seemed to see an old man who was almost unparalleled in the world.

It's too subtle.

It is the Master of No Confusion.

Asked—'What are you going to do?' ’

Answer——

There is no way.

Easy.

As for the change, it maintained the stability of the luck in the human world, and still turned into the Great Wall to protect the common people.

So the emperor who was [Yi], what the fate would be can be imagined.

The world is stable, and I will do it to kill thieves and kill enemies.

The fortune teller's eyebrows are beating wildly, this is not a dream of a teenager's dream, this is the convergence of hundreds of millions of luck in the world, the emperor of the world, the emperor of the world, and the emperor of man, if he wants to meddle in the fortune of hundreds of millions of people, it is all a tragic end, even if it is his character, after all, he can't bear to break the bones of this young man, so he can't help but persuade:

"You are a monk, this is to enter the world, the Taoist gate has [eight difficulties], the Buddhist gate has [eight sufferings], these are all things that disturb the hearts of mortals, for this, all practitioners are afraid to avoid it."

"lest I fall into these eight hardships and eight tribulations, and I will not be liberated."

"Bodhisattvas are afraid of cause and effect, you kid is good, but you want to be contaminated with these things?"

His voice paused, and the fortune teller wandered away from the red dust, but this time there were too many things contaminated, almost making his scalp a little numb, and he couldn't help but persuade: "Little bull's nose, listen to people's persuasion, say that you are full, you listen to my words, although you kid is a little stubborn, but you also have a Taoist heart, you have understanding, and you should have great achievements." ”

"If he is successful in cultivating the Tao and soaring to the world, he will be called a true monarch, and it is unknown."

"Why, do you want to abandon the way and contaminate this mundane world, and fall into the robbery?!"

"Some time ago, I once said to a friend who cultivates Buddhism that it is necessary for people to experience all aspects before they can finally reach the non-appearance, and they should not be allowed to directly enter the environment of non-appearance to practice. ”

"Can I only persuade others, but not stick to my own point of view, just say it and don't do it?"

The young man's eyes were calm: "I can't see the eight difficulties, how can I prove that the path I am taking is right." ”

"If I really practice the Tao, then the eight tribulations should not be difficult for me."

"If I fall into the eight tribulations, it should be because my own desire to seek the Tao is not strong."

The fortune teller opened his mouth, but he couldn't help but scold, and then scolded:

"I ...... You take the initiative to get involved in the eight tribulations, you are confused! ”

Qi Wufu replied, "Not confused." ”

The young man got up, made his own decision, his mood returned to clarity, dressed in a Taoist robe, carrying a sword box behind his back, his expression was peaceful, standing in the red dust, and suddenly seemed to finally have a comprehension, as he said: "Too forgetful, the least is not in love, but the love is in my generation." ”

"The so-called love, but how can it only refer to the so-called children's love?"

"Senior sister's way, I seem to understand."

"But it seems different."

He thought quietly in his heart: "Teacher, if [Love] is one of the eight tribulations of the Daomen, then the disciple's eight tribulations have indeed come. ”

"Disciples can avoid it."

"However, the disciple does not avoid it."

The fortune teller saw that the young Taoist's eyes were peaceful, as if it was natural, his vitality and essence gathered together, turning into a long and long qi, which was for the Danmu, for the root, for the innate Qi, and was not attached, and did not choose to go to the promising method of the mountain god body left by his friend the mountain god tiger.

See the way of the spiritual treasure, contemplate the medicine master Dharma, cross the red dust of sentient beings, and carry cause and effect.

In the end, he was born and pulled into the world sword, not avoiding the eight difficulties, and became natural.

It seems to be so.

Never separated.

"Huh? Congenital Qi? Why didn't there be any movement at all......"

"It's like this blend is like this, seamless?"

The fortune teller seemed to sense something, and his pupils contracted violently.

Slowly raise your eyes.

There is only one sentence left in my heart.

Those who do it without infinity are too high.

He stared at the young Taoist, and his heart set off countless waves.

"After the Open Heaven Era, the second."

"Really, really."

"Too Halal ......"

He muttered, watching the young Taoist walk into the red dust with the sword box on his back, gradually moving away, his heart surged, and he couldn't help blurting out, and asked:

"The majestic trend of the world is tied to the emperor!"

"What can you do if you're a Taoist?!"

The young Taoist paused slightly.

He said something big for the first time since he was a child.

"Then it will be the emperor's division."

(End of chapter)