"It's a pity ......"

Luo Congee muttered, It's not for the pity of the thousand and eight people who died calmly on the long street, it has never been a good habit to pity one's enemies.

His gaze fell on the lonely senior's hand, and the wooden sword, which was already rotten and dilapidated, could no longer withstand the sword intent like a vast ocean, and after the second sword qi fell, it turned into powder and was blown away by the strong wind.

It is said that the wooden sword was originally made of Dugu's predecessors who folded wood decades ago, and he lived in seclusion in the deep valley and never had the opportunity to make a sword, which has survived to this day.

It's a pity that the seniors have a little less thought.

In front of the pavilion,

Dugu seniors are alone,

On the tall building across the long street,

The old monk holding the vajra staff looked at the empty swordsman in his hand in disbelief, the two swords just fell, as long as he was not a fool, he knew that the swordsman in front of him was far from the strength of the third-grade sword cultivator.

But can a sword cultivator without a sword still be considered a sword cultivator?

The old monk had suspicion in his eyes.

He had never fought with a sword cultivator above the third grade, nor did he know Dugu's heel to seek defeat, and he had never heard of such a second-grade sword immortal in Dali Jianghu.

However, the old monk knew very well,

For the vast majority of sword cultivators in the world, if there is no sword in his hand, or if he is not holding a sword with the same heart, it is not surprising that his strength has plummeted by three or four points, otherwise, why would so many people in the world pursue those divine weapons?

let alone

He had already struck out two swords in succession,

The second-grade monks, although more than 1,800 lives are not exhausted, but at least they can consume three or four points of qi and blood, so calculated, if you think about the second-grade swordsman in front of you, but the remaining two or three points of strength.

And he has been at the top of the third grade for more than 20 years, and even faintly touched the threshold of the second grade, and the difference between the two is only a thin line.

But how far is the difference?

Will you die if you fall with the next sword?

The old monk looked at Dugu in the distance and hesitated a little, but he didn't retreat in a hurry, although the other Jianghu guests who were waiting for the opportunity had been frightened by the two swords, but the old monk who looked at the formation did not leave, and had to continue to wait and see.

He Xie family also had an incense relationship with the temple for four or five hundred thousand taels of silver, and if he didn't do anything, he would leave, in case it was passed out......

I'm afraid that there will be no incense in the temple and it will be broken,

I'm afraid that the Bodhisattva sculpture has no gold leaf, blame,

In Buddhism, there are three precepts, five precepts, eight precepts, ten precepts and many other large and small precepts, ordinary believers follow no more than three precepts, most of the monks who have shaved the ordination are only five precepts, as for the eight precepts in the future is rare in the world, can follow so many precepts, the heart is naturally different from ordinary people, most of them are known as monks by the world.

As for the Ten Commandments?

That is, not to kill, not to steal, not to commit adultery, not to lie, not to drink, not to decorate incense, not to sing and dance, not to sit on a high bed, not to be a current event, not to accumulate gold and silver treasures.

The old monk can take the nine precepts as the Dharma name,

Nature is also different from ordinary people,

A Jiazi ago, when the monk of the Nine Rings was begging and almost starved to death, the abbot of the White Horse Temple saw that he was young and bitter cold, and he was helpless and took him in, but the White Horse Temple at that time was just a small temple with no name in the capital.

A dilapidated temple that covers less than half an acre of land in the backyard, there are only four or five monks in the temple, two or three Bodhisattvas with clay sculptures, and one or two pilgrims......

There is one more person in the temple,

The other monks naturally had one less bite to eat,

The old abbot just silently said that his rations were evened out, and took him to his side every day to study Buddhism.

Those obscure scriptures are a little easier, perhaps because of the bitterness of the snack, the heart is even more tenacious, but three years and two years to familiarize himself with the temple collection, the old abbot saw this in his heart inevitably a little more than ordinary people's expectations, with the ten precepts for him to shave the name of the practice.

But the days of practice in the temple are still extremely hard, although the abbot has taken this little monk to work tirelessly day after day to chant scriptures and pray for people, but there are still very few pilgrims in front of the temple.

The reason is also very simple,

The mud bodhisattva crossing the river is still difficult to protect itself,

How to benefit all sentient beings?

It is said that the Buddha only crosses people who are destined, but most of the people in the world who are destined, they are only fated in their pockets, and they are a little less pious.

Looking at the muddy paths on the mountain, the dilapidated temples, and the monks covered in patches from afar, they have long lost the mind of climbing the mountain to incense.

By the time the old abbot was dying, he was so thin that there were only two thin quilts left in the temple, and a little monk guarding by his side, and nothing else.

When he was dying, the two clay statues of the Bodhisattva also collapsed due to disrepair, the smoke and dust dissipated, and the breath was gone, but the eyes never closed.

thereafter

And the little monk left the temple,

The ten precepts were also secretly replaced with nine precepts,

This is the last commandment, not the precept,

The little monk did not live up to the name of the Buddha's deep fate, traveled the world for decades, and when he returned to Beijing at the age of knowing the destiny of heaven, he had entered the three grades, and he had cultivated a mysterious Dharma.

Now in the White Horse Temple is already a high-rise building, the crowd is like weaving, the people who burn incense and worship the Buddha are endless, the wooden box in front of the hall is also full of merits, and the original clay sculpture of the Bodhisattva in the temple has also added a new dress made of gold leaf.

The monk of the Nine Commandments stayed in the temple in the name of the abbot, while solving problems for those dignitaries and nobles, while practicing hard.

can have been put into the cage,

How do you know?

If one precept is broken, then the precept is broken?

Otherwise, why would it be that he had been stuck in the stall of the top of the three products for more than 20 years, but he was never allowed to enter and go further.

……

In the long pavilion,

Luo Congee also noticed the old monk on the other side of the long street who had not made a move, although he did not know his past, he could also see that he had retreated.

But I didn't want to let him go.

It's all here, you have to leave your life behind, right?

"Senior...... He ......"

Luo Congee's gaze fell on the lonely begging for defeat on the side, and his eyes signaled that he wanted to do it directly, but the latter shook his head imperceptibly,

Separated by a distance of hundreds of meters, although the vertical and horizontal sword qi could still fall, if he was determined to run, how could he easily keep it.

"Ah, the bald donkey!"

"If the officer is not mistaken."

"You're a monk from the White Horse Temple, right?"

Seeing this, Luo Congee also understood, and then raised his hands to his mouth and shouted, he couldn't see his appearance clearly from a distance of hundreds of meters, but he could go to such a big temple in the capital.

The monk who can come here to suppress the array,

Nine times out of ten, it came from there.

……

According to the old monk's cultivation, he naturally heard it clearly, but he didn't answer, but his eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully looked at the young man in the long pavilion.

The purpose of my own here,

It's also to kill the person in front of you!

Originally, I was thinking that there would be so many people to besiege and kill together tonight, and when those dead soldiers were almost dead, I was taking action to clean up the monk of the same realm who had exhausted his qi and blood, and I would be able to return the incense effortlessly.

No matter how bad it is, it is very easy to take advantage of the swordsman's opportunity to kidnap the kid who doesn't know how to practice.

No matter how you calculate it, it is not a loss, and it is a good deal.

But when the swordsman took out the sword, he realized that all the previous calculations had failed, and the two swords cleared the scene, even if they didn't give the opportunity to sneak attack.

Now that his identity has been recognized, he is in a dilemma.

"Don't speak?"

"That's it."

Luo Congee said to himself.

Hearing this, the Jiujie monk subconsciously clenched the Vajra Wand in his hand, his brows tightened, and his steps unconsciously took a step forward.

"There's no need to rush."

"As far as this official is concerned,"

"It doesn't matter if you are or not......

"It's enough to know that you're a monk."

Seeing this, Luo Congee paused and continued.

"You can run a monk, but you can't run to the temple, can you?"

"When there is time behind the official, I will inevitably push over one temple after another......"

Luo Congee was still muttering to himself, but the words that were like understatement fell on the old monk's ears, and he did feel a chill inexplicably.