It was pitch black in front of me, and I could only see a soft stone path under my feet, and every time I could only see the path ahead, the place I walked would slowly disappear. Qingyun walked slowly, and since he couldn't see the road in the distance, he took the road under his feet. After walking one hundred and eight steps, Qingyun suddenly found himself in a square, just looking at the carved stone statues around him, Qingyun felt more like he had come to a hungry ghost dojo. In ancient times, there were evil gods who set up evil ghost dojos without permission, and used evil spells to summon the souls of death and restlessness for their own use. There was once an extremely powerful evil god, it is said that this evil god coveted the cultivation magic weapon of a sect, but he set up a demon dojo in the back mountain of the sect, in order to summon the powerful dead soul, it was actually all the people of the villages and towns under the sect mountain to sacrifice, but the Buddhist monks just happened to pass by, so they sealed it with the Buddha Diamond Sutra, and solved the catastrophe. The statues on both sides of the road are either hideous-looking, painful, or strange, giving people an eerie atmosphere in the pitch darkness. Just as Qingyun walked to the middle of the dojo, the darkness around him gradually disappeared, and the Buddha lamps around him lit up. The evil ghost dojo that I originally saw turned into a Buddhist dojo, and there was a monk on the futon in the center of the dojo, knocking on wooden fish and doing homework. Qingyun slowly walked in front of Gao Shen and saluted the monk.

"The donor is no longer practicing Buddhism, but he can keep the Buddha's heart, which is rare. I wonder if the donor saw the white tiger in front of the cave?" said the monk.

"I wonder how the white tiger is?"

"The White Tiger fought with the Flame Eagle, and now he is dead. ”

"Amitabha, good and good, it's better to go back. Can the donor see the carvings of the poor monks in the cave still there?"

"The engraving has disappeared, leaving only a mysterious pattern. ”

"Oh, the pattern is here at the benefactor, Amitabha. ”

Qingyun stretched out his left hand to show the monk, and the monk looked at Qingyun and sighed again.

"The donor has a relationship with my Buddha, but after all, he can't escape the arrangement of fate, and the donor's body should be sick often, right?"

"Originally, there was no illness in Qingshan Temple, but I often got sick when I went out of the mountain gate. ”

"There is a good prescription for the poor monk here, but there is some pain, I don't know if the donor is willing to accept the treatment, although the donor can not be cured, but can always ask my Buddha for a few years of longevity for the donor. ”

Qingyun was very happy to hear this, and saluted to the senior monk: "There is Master Lao." ”

The monk stopped his work, slowly took out an ancient yellow scripture paper from his clothes, and put the scripture paper into the oil lamp beside him to burn it. After the monk took out the yellow scripture paper, his body slowly grew old, and Qingyun bowed his head and saluted without noticing. The monk sighed: "Dust to dust, soil to earth." Then it turned into a wick and appeared in the oil lamp, the oil lamp slowly became larger, and finally wrapped Qingyun in, Qingyun only felt that the whole body seemed to crack, and the mysterious pattern of his left hand rotated rapidly, as if to resist, and a purple-black flame gradually appeared in Qingyun's dantian, frantically sucking Qingyun's vitality. The flame of the oil lamp wrapped Qingyun's whole body, Qingyun's body gradually lost weight, the blood and flesh gradually disappeared, the bones slowly leaked out, the flame in the oil lamp instantly became larger, and the purple flame in the body was swirling wildly, the purple flame seemed to be suppressed, and it actually stopped rotating back to the dantian, Qingyun's body slowly recovered, and the flesh and bone were reborn again, but the flame also slowly disappeared, and finally turned into a golden pattern, carved on Qingyun's left hand.

"Donor, the poor monk is a wick of the Buddha's lamp, and the monk outside the cave will put the ancient seal of the lamp here, seal the inheritance treasure here, and leave it for me to guard. The monk once said that the inheritance here reveals the strange, can not tell the good and evil, if the Tao is advanced people to take, no matter the good or evil people, can not let it be taken, only I Buddhism to cultivate the Buddha heart of the people can take it. Only the poor monk contemplats the donor as a person who cultivates the Buddha's heart, so he achieves the donor and fulfills the monk's last wish. If you want to get life, I hope that the donor can keep the Buddha's heart, and keep the ancient seal of the lamp here will also be sent to the donor, and I hope the donor will make good use of it. After saying that, the surrounding Buddhist halls disappeared, and Qingyun appeared in the evil ghost dojo again. Qingyun saluted and thanked the monk in the direction where he was.

Then you slowly walked towards the central platform of the dojo.

Qingyun looked at the platform in front of him, but he couldn't see what was enshrined above. Qingyun looked up hard, but remembered that the monk who was cleaning in the temple said to the broken Buddha statue: "Amitabha, if you have a Buddha in your heart, why should you care about my Buddha's appearance." Qingyun pondered slightly and stopped observing the offerings on the platform, just when Qingyun retracted his gaze, the lantern seal in his body actually operated on its own, Qingyun clearly felt the strange carving on the platform slowly raised his head, and looked at Qingyun with a pair of purple eyes.

After Qingyun bowed his head and saluted, he asked, "Dare to ask Your Excellency if you are a Buddha or a demon?"

Seeing that the carved carving of the offering was silent, he pondered slightly and asked in response to the question: "Donor, how did you find it?" ”

Qingyun replied truthfully: "The little monk has not learned any exercises, and he can't understand the mastery of your exercises, but the monk outside the door gave me a precious thing, so I can find out that Your Excellency is not a demon in the dojo, but I don't know if it is my Buddha." I saw that the evil statue on the stone statue in the dojo gradually disappeared, and the surrounding area slowly became a Buddhist enlightenment dojo. The enshrined stone statue slowly turned into the appearance of a Taoist.

"I have been participating in Zen for a hundred years, I want to solve the suffering of all sentient beings, the Venerable Buddha of this door, I am precepted, obsession is just beginning, why not get lost and know how to return; when you know that the Buddha and the devil have no appearance, the Buddha has no desire, and the demon is obsessed, you must know that a thought becomes a Buddha and a thought becomes a demon. I didn't believe it, I fell into the demon alone, how did I expect that the Buddha and the demon had no phase, but I entered the Buddha and the demon and lived in a hundred phases, and I was trapped in this year, hoping that the donor would be freed. ”

After listening to the statue's words, Qingyun looked at the statue again and found that it was actually a monk with a painful face, turning into a demon from time to time, and the simple knife on his body exuded a heavy evil aura from time to time. The demon door is obsessed with becoming a demon, and the Buddha has no desire but how can he easily cut off the worldly predecessor, so there is a great freedom in the heart Sutra, not seeking to cut off but seeking to enter the demon epiphany, so the Buddhism door is more into the devil, but there are few epiphany. Qingyun tried to use the burning lamp seal, the burning lamp mark actually appeared gently in his hand, Qingyun gently pushed, the burning lamp mark flew towards the demon monk, in the fire hell, the statue of the demon monk gushed out of the hundred ghosts, just as soon as it appeared, it flew madly to the ancient seal of the burning lamp, and the statue in the hundred ghosts slowly became the appearance of the venerable, and the Buddha light behind it was even more resistant to the burning lamp seal, and it looked like a great way to talk about the ancient seal for his own use.

"Your Excellency, why don't you put down the butcher's knife, the Buddha and the demon have no appearance, and you can't tell the Buddha and the demon why don't you let go of your attachment. My Buddha is compassionate and solves the suffering of sentient beings, and Your Excellency is one of them, so why not let go of the bitter fruit. ”

After Qingyun closed his eyes and finished speaking, he slowly recited the "Great Freedom Heart Sutra", only to see the Buddha light in the distance vibrating, and it actually had the intention of dispersing, but a demonic giant elephant appeared in the void.

"Great freedom is to do whatever you want, if you stick to the beginning, where there is real great freedom. Persisting in the present is the right way. A black figure rose behind the statue and said slowly, Qingyun looked at it, stretched out his hand and pushed the ancient seal of the lamp forward again, and hit the ancient seal on the golem, but the high monk among the hundred ghosts instantly fell into the demon and flew towards Qingyun. Qingyun didn't seem to see it, and continued to urge the burning lamp mark, but the burning lamp mark actually sank into the body of the golem, and the golem disappeared quickly as soon as it touched it. And the flying demon monk was a pair of demon claws deep into Qingyun's body, Qingyun sprayed a mouthful of blood on the demon monk's body, the ancient seal of the burning lamp appeared on Qingyun's chest, and rushed into the sea of demon monk consciousness in one fell swoop, the demon monk fell to the ground, restored to its original nature, and the surrounding hell disappeared immediately, and Qingyun appeared in the Yuanhu cave again. It's just that at this time, the demon monk has turned into a dry stone with an ordinary body, and the other half is a body, just like the monk outside the door. The demon monk looked at Qingyun but smiled.

"My Buddha is compassionate, but before my death, I can truly understand the Buddha's and demons' informality, and the donor has already realized it. After all, it turned to ashes, leaving no trace. Qingyun looked at the place where he sat and didn't think much about it.

"Maybe it's not that I realized it, and the inheritance may not have anything to do with me, so why should I be obsessed. Qingyun walked forward slowly, and the ancient seal of the burning lamp slowly turned into a golden light and merged into Qingyun's left hand, when Qingyun looked down, the mysterious text on his left hand slowly turned into a black lotus, and there was a circle of golden light around the lotus.