Several woodcutters looked at Su Mo and Master Huikong who had been discussing Zen for a long time in a daze, and looked at each other with bewildered faces.

"Little brother, it's cold on this rainy day, why don't you drink some?" The woodcutter with the wine asked Su Mo weakly, but as for Master Huikong, he didn't ask directly...... After all, monks can't drink either, can they?

Su Mo smiled slightly, turned his head to look at the little girl, the little girl immediately understood, took out a pot of wine from the bag on the side and handed it to Su Mo.

Su Mo took the wine jug and said to the woodcutter with a smile: "Walking the rivers and lakes, how can you not bring wine?" ”

The woodcutter was stunned for a moment, and then several woodcutters laughed: "Haha, the little brother is actually a fellow practitioner." ”

"Come, come, walk."

Su Mo immediately mingled with a few woodcutters, and the Huikong mage on the side watched Su Mo and the woodcutters talk about wine, and said with a wry smile: "Red dust is the sea...... Why should you fall into that sea of suffering? ”

Su Mo bumped the wine jug with the woodcutter, took a sip slowly, shook his head and said, "Master, you said that if the wind blows...... Is the wind moving or the flags moving? ”

Huikong smiled and said slowly: "It's not the wind, it's not the flag, it's the benevolent heart." ”

"The benevolent heart...... If you don't look at it, your heart doesn't move. Su Mo nodded, and then spoke in Buddhism: "But the Buddha said again: It is the emptiness of all laws, which is neither born nor destroyed, neither dirty nor pure, and neither increased nor decreased. ”

"The original appearance of the Dharma is emptiness, and the reality of the Dharma is also the emptiness, and the Dharma has never left the void phase, so the clouds are the emptiness of the Dharma...... The reality of all dharmas is emptiness, which is why all dharmas have never been born or destroyed, have not been impurified, and have neither increased nor decreased since their origin. ”

"Since all the laws are empty, then the deep sea of red dust in your eyes, master...... Is it 'wind-moving' or 'flag-moving'? ”

Huikong was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly, "Xiaoyou's Zen theory is a bit far-fetched......"

Su Mo shook his head and smiled, no longer dwelling on this, but raised the wine jug in his hand and said, "Master, do you want to drink some?" ”

Master Huikong shook his head, Su Mo thought about it and nodded: "It's the juniors who are abrupt, and the Buddhism is forbidden to drink." ”

But he didn't think about it, Huikong still shook his head: "The poor monk doesn't drink because the Buddha obscures the precepts, and the taboo in the Buddhist precepts is because drinking is easy to violate the sexual precepts." (PS: This sexual vow refers to killing, stealing, fornication, and lying in Buddhism)

But the poor monk is confident that he will not break the sexual vows because of drinking. The poor monks don't drink alcohol just because the wine is the essence of food, which is a bit of a waste for the poor monks. ”

Su Mo looked at Huikong's frank expression and sighed: "The master's Buddhism is profound, and the younger generation admires it." ”

When the woodcutters on the side saw that the two of them started again, they shook their heads helplessly, and said with a sense of wine: "If you want me to say, this grain is also for people to eat, and the wine is also for people to drink, so there is no waste." ”

"What's more, the world is going to be chaotic, and I don't know if I can live tomorrow...... If you have wine, you should drink it, and if you have fun, you should enjoy it. ”

The woodcutter's words seemed to have reached Su Mo's heart, and he touched it with the wine jug, and then took a big sip.

Master Huikong shook his head when he saw it, and the little girl on the side said with some concern when she saw Su Mo drinking like this: "Young master, drink slowly......"

Su Mo nodded and put down the wine jug, and asked the woodcutter, "What did you mean when you just said that the world is going to be chaotic?" ”

"Little brother doesn't know yet?" The woodcutter was stunned for a moment, and asked in some surprise.

"Know what?"

"The sword cultivation world in our world is in chaos!" The woodcutter said mysteriously, "My mother-in-law has a distant relative's child who works as a handyman in the Immortal Cultivation Sect. ”

"According to him, many immortals from the outside world have come to our world. There was a wave of foreign immortals who hit the Dao Sect, and fought with the head of the Dao Sect for three days and three nights, and the Dao Sect even knocked on the Sect Protector Spiritual Weapon! ”

"There is also a wave of foreign immortals who have come to the Holy Sect, saying that the young sect master of the Cloud Sect wants to marry the Holy Sect's holy daughter!"

Su Mo narrowed his eyes and sighed as if he had thought of something.

For the woman who had a lifelong marriage with her in the illusion, Su Mo had very complicated emotions towards her. was originally disgusted, but later it turned out that she also had her own body.

But I still don't like it, maybe it's too bad for the first time.

But...... When she heard that she might marry the Young Sect of the Cloud Sect in the upper realm, she still felt some discomfort in her heart for no reason.

"What do the things in the immortals have to do with us mortals?" Su Mo shook his head, raised the flask and took a sip.

"Why doesn't it matter......" The woodcutter sighed, seemed to hesitate, but after thinking about it, he still spoke, "Listening to the man who worked as a handyman in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, he heard that there are still several waves of scattered immortals who have gone to the countries of various mortals, and it seems that they want to control our mortal realm. I don't know what to do, what's the use of controlling our mortal realm? ”

Su Mo suddenly thought of the scheming emperor sitting high in the imperial city...... The power of national fortune! They want to control the fortunes of the country.

"Even so, it doesn't have much to do with us......

The woodcutter shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Originally, it had nothing to do with it, but I heard that those foreign monks were brutal and cruel, and they didn't treat us as human beings at all, if they let them control our national strength, I don't know what will happen to us!" ”

"I also heard from the man that those foreign immortals themselves said that this was only their first wave of people, and that there would be countless more people coming to us in the future."

"Let's just say that the foreign immortals of the Dao Sect in that wave, in order to attack the Dao Sect, killed the affiliated sects under the Dao Sect and the surrounding mortals all over again, and the head of the Dao Sect fought angrily."

Su Mo narrowed his eyes, and then thought of Dao Hua again, and he didn't know what happened to Dao Hua at this time, "What was the result of that battle?" ”

"I haven't heard of any results, but those outsiders are still entrenched under the Dao Sect and have not attacked the Dao Sect again. And the Dao Sect didn't respond anymore! ”

"Have you heard any news from the Demon Sect?" Su Mo asked.

The woodcutter shook his head and said, "The Demon Sect is in our Dahua, but I haven't heard of any foreign immortals coming to the Demon Sect for the time being!" ”

The woodcutter sighed deeply, raised the jug, and took a sip.

"In this world, everyone is in danger, and all countries are in chaos......"

"If there are other immortals from the outside world coming in the future......" the woodcutter did not say any more, and for a moment fell into deep worry.

The other woodcutters seemed to have heard these words of the woodcutter a long time ago, and they did not speak again.

Su Mo turned his head to look at Master Huikong, "Master, do you think there is one more suffering in this sea of suffering?" ”

"It's different...... The poor monk seems to see that the cause of your suffering is the world, but the cause of the suffering of the vast world is you......" A flash of Zen that seemed to be able to penetrate nothingness flashed in Huikong's eyes.

Su Mo shook his head and smiled bitterly, but he didn't believe it: "How can the world suffer because of me?" What did the master see? ”

"The Buddha said, don't say it. Only when a poor monk crosses Su Xiaoyou out of the sea of suffering can he cross the world out of the sea of suffering. Master Huikong spoke.

The rain stops, and the sun rises.

After a few woodcutters said goodbye to Su Mo, they left the ruined temple.

Su Mo looked at the bright sunlight outside the ruined temple, and asked Master Huikong, "What is the master's cultivation now?" ”

"The poor monk is just an ordinary man who has no cultivation." Master Huikong replied.

Su Mo pursed his lips......

"Then the master will come with me to the Dao Sect...... Go and see the bitter fruit of Bodhi and Spiegel. ”

"Yes." Master Huikong nodded in agreement.

Su Mo turned his head to look at the little girl, but saw that the little girl was in a daze, so he asked, "What is the girl thinking?" ”

The little girl pointed to the shoe that was roasting the fire, and said helplessly: "The young master has burned my shoes!" ”

Su Mo turned his head to look, only to see that the shoe, which was originally soaked, had shrunk into a ball of darkness at the moment.

The corners of Su Mo's mouth couldn't help twitching...... I forgot about it.

On this day, Su Mo carried the little girl and Master Huikong on his back and walked towards the place where the Dao Sect was located.

Of course...... Su Mo first took the little girl to the top of a thousand peaks, and only left after the little girl was satisfied.