When you enter the temple, you can see the situation inside.

The ancient Buddha sits on the lotus platform, about more than zhang high, and the snail hair on the top of the head is connected with the dome of the temple.

The Buddha statue has a compassionate face, as if it were a real person, with his hands folded and his head slightly bowed as if he was examining the audience.

On the side of the lotus platform, an old monk sat cross-legged.

The old monk's face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were closed, and his withered hands gently turned the rosary on his wrist.

In the small temple, there are about 20 people crowded, and it is not a group of people depending on the situation.

They are all fierce and vicious, with hideous faces, and they are even armed with swords and swords, and they look like they are not allowed to enter the living.

This also made the daughters of the Mo family and Zhao Laoliu subconsciously shrink up and hide behind Guo Fan.

Giant Buddha statues, old monks, and bandits......

Coupled with ordinary people like Zhao Laoliu, many people are crowded in a small temple, and the atmosphere is also a little weird.

"Amitabha. ”

The old monk opened his eyes, his eyes were clear and pure, like a child, and instantly soothed the panic in the hearts of several people.

He swept over a few people, his eyes fell on Guo Fan, there seemed to be ups and downs in his eyes, and then he pressed it down, and said:

"A few donors waited, and a few others did not arrive. ”

"Is there anyone else?" Guo Fan looked back, and his eyes were full of wind and sand, and it was difficult to distinguish anything else.

Even with his cultivation and perception, it was difficult to discern things a hundred meters away in this desert.

This old monk can perceive more.

Formation!

Looking back and nodding slightly, he shook his sackcloth robe lightly and sat down cross-legged in the corner of the temple.

Zhao Lao Liu and a few people followed closely.

There was silence in the field.

The old monk and Guo Fan closed their eyes and were silent, although the eyes of the people in the rivers and lakes flashed, no one spoke.

Zhao Laoliu and the Mo family will not say much.

So.

Time passes slowly.

I don't know how long it took, Guo Fan and the old monk opened their eyes at the same time and looked towards the temple gate.

"Squeak...... Squeak......"

The strange sound of the rut turning, coming from the wind and sand, gradually approached, and finally revealed its true face.

The first thing that caught my eye was a burly man with a height of two meters, dressed in a short hurdle, covered in muscles and knots, walking forward, and a very oppressive aura came to his face.

In an instant, the faces of Zhao Laoliu and the women of the Mo family were pale, and the eyes of the Jianghu people in the field also flashed.

Behind the big man is a simple sedan car.

There were no horses or camels, because the rope of the sedan was tightly tied to the big man's body.

When one person and one car approached the temple, the big man immediately paused, turned around and lowered his head and spoke:

"Miss, it's time to get there. ”

"Hmm. A soft and soothing sound sounded from inside the car, and the curtain was gently lifted by a flawless jade hand.

Immediately, everyone's eyes seemed to light up.

A stunning man in the world walked down from the sedan car and walked to the front of the temple in the bow of the Han Dynasty.

The woman's appearance is amazing and her temperament is unusual, even if Ling Ruowei compares with her, she is one point worse, but there should be a reason why Ling Ruowei gave birth to a child and lost her essence.

Seeing this woman coming, everyone in the audience didn't say a word, but some people rolled their throats.

"Master!" the woman's beautiful eyes turned, fell on the old monk on the side of the Buddha statue, and bowed:

"This place is the gateway to the Pure Land of a Thousand Buddhas?"

"Exactly. The old monk nodded and saluted:

"Lay people, please wait a moment, and allow the poor monks to settle the others. ”

Layman?

This is a woman who is studying Buddhism.

The woman also seemed to be a little surprised, nodded when she heard the words, and stood still accompanied by the big man.

"Amitabha. The old monk recited a Buddha horn, got up from the futon, and looked around at everyone:

"The Pure Land is the holy land of Buddhism, although my Buddha is widespread, but it is only destined to cross the people, and it is difficult to cross the lost people. ”

"Dare to ask the master. A Jianghu man with a sword hanging from his waist stepped forward with a stiff face, and asked:

"What is a destined person?"

"If you have a Buddha in your heart and are not obsessed, you are destined to be a person. The old man bowed eleven and looked at each other:

"There is no return to Yan, there is no return to the sword and there is no regret, the sword is killed, and he is the best disciple of the Yue family's generation. ”

"Do you know me?" Wu Hui Yan raised his eyebrows, with a hint of pride:

"Yes, there is no return to Yan Yueli, it's me!"

"Amitabha. The old monk clasped his hands together again and said:

"The donor has murderous intent and deep obsession, if you want to be like the Pure Land of a Thousand Buddhas, you need to leave the sword on your body. ”

"What did you say?" Wu Huiyan's face changed, and he subconsciously pressed the hilt of the sword on his waist, and gritted his teeth even more:

"You want to keep my sword?"

"Nope. The old monk shook his head:

"The poor monk just wants to leave the benefactor's obsession, and only in this way can he step into the Pure Land of a Thousand Buddhas. ”

"Obsession?" Wu Huiyan's face distorted:

"I am a swordsman, the sword is in the people, and the sword is dead!"

"Zheng!"

As soon as his words fell, the sword was already out of its sheath without returning, and the murderous intention was pointed directly at the old monk, and he said angrily:

"Old fellow, where is the Pure Land of the Thousand Buddhas?"

"Say!"

"If not, don't blame Yue for being polite!"

"Amitabha. The old monk sighed softly:

"Donor, your obsession is too deep, it doesn't seem suitable to enter the Pure Land, please go back!"

"Fart!" Wu Hui Yan roared:

"Lao Tzu rushed here with all the hard work, and his subordinates died completely, you told me that I couldn't enter?"

"Fuck you......"

"Peng!"

Before he could finish speaking, the void in front of him suddenly shook, and a soft but incomparable force immediately surged.

This force was so great that it directly blasted him out of the temple, and even sent him out of the desert outside the city.

And when he came back to his senses, he couldn't see the trace of Fangcun Temple for a long time, even if he ran back the same way, the wind and sand covered everything.

It's useless to let the crazy shout go unchecked.

Inside the temple.

In the frightened eyes of others, the old monk slowly withdrew his palm and looked at the others:

"Six friends of Camel Mountain. ”

"Exactly. Hearing this, the six stood up and looked directly at the old monk with blazing eyes.

There were six of them, four men and two women, all of them in their thirties and forties, and their faces were weathered.

When the head of the person has two gray temples, he looks like an elegant scholar, holding a folding fan and arching his hand towards the old monk:

"The master is also going to take away our blades?"

"It doesn't hurt to do that, we have decided to quit the rivers and lakes and never set foot in the outside world again. ”

"Amitabha. "The old monk's face is full of compassion, and he salutes eleven times:

"The six donors were able to abandon the world and turn to the Buddha, which is gratifying. ”

"But ......"

"The six of them have done a lot of murder in the area of Camel Mountain over the years, their hands are full of blood, and hundreds of innocent people have lost their lives, but it is far from enough to leave the blades. ”

"Huh?" Hushan's six friends' faces changed, and the elegant scholar was even more tense, gritting his teeth and saying:

"What more does the Master want?"

In his voice, he was already full of murder and anger.

"Martial arts. The old monk seemed to be ignorant, his face remained unchanged, and he just spoke slowly:

"The six of them are already planning to withdraw from the rivers and lakes, this martial art is useless, it is better to take the opportunity to give it up. ”

In this way, if he can devote himself to cultivating the Buddha, he will not be able to attain the Buddhahood in the future. ”

"You fart!" One of the six friends of Camel Mountain opened his mouth and scolded angrily:

"If we don't have martial arts, won't we be bullied and have no power to fight back in the future?"

"Besides, no one has ever seen the so-called Thousand Buddhas Pure Land, who knows if you are a liar or not?"

"Not bad!" one nodded.

"With your words, let's abolish martial arts, is it really foolish for me to wait?"

"You have to confirm that there is really a Thousand Buddhas Pure Land, and then talk about anything else!"

"Not bad. ”

"That's right!"

"Amitabha. The old monk bowed down and spoke slowly:

"So, how many of you disagree?"

The six of them were stunned, and their complexions couldn't help but change back and forth.

They had had enough of the dangers out there, and they had come here in search of stability.

But......

Abolish martial arts?

"Big brother. A man with a scar on his face said in a muffled voice:

"If only by abolishing martial arts can I go to the Pure Land of the Thousand Buddhas, then I would rather not go!"

"Me too!"

"Me too!"

"Big ...... Eldest brother. Suddenly, one of the six turned pale and stammered:

"I, I don't want to continue fighting, I want to stay. ”

"Fourth!" several people turned their heads sideways, glaring at each other with disbelief in their eyes.

"The eldest brother, the second brother, the third brother, the fifth brother. The youngest woman also leaned over and said in a deep voice:

"Fourth brother and I won't go back, even if our martial arts are abolished......"

"We do, too!"

"You ......" The second child's temper seemed to be the most explosive, and when he heard this, he gritted his teeth and glared at the two of them angrily:

"Don't regret it!"

"That's it. The elegant scholar's eyes flickered, and then he sighed and waved his hand boringly:

"Everyone has his own ambitions, and he can't force them. ”

"Now that you two have paid attention, we'll ...... No, it will be indefinite!"

"Big brother!"

"Big brother!"

Hearing this, the fourth and sixth children's bodies trembled, and they glanced at each other, all of them with hazy tears.

Then he slowly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the brothers:

"We can't die together, we are ashamed of our promises, this life is already like this, we can only repay it in the next life!"

When the sound fell, the bodies of the two of them shook, blood flowed out of the corners of their mouths, and the breath on their bodies instantly weakened.

Martial arts have been abolished!

The boss's face changed, and there was sadness, reluctance, and even resentment in his eyes, and then he waved his hand suddenly:

"Let's go, let's go!"

As he spoke, he took a few brothers out of the temple gate, but in a moment, he disappeared into the vast wind and sand.

And the fourth and sixth were pale and placed on the side of the Buddha statue by the old monk.

"Flower butterflies. ”

"In. One of the people in the room, whose face turned pale, stood up trembling at the sound of the voice, and handed over a package:

"Master. With a flattering smile on his face, he said:

"This is the silver taels that the villain has accumulated over the years, and there are a few cheats that have been lost in the rivers and lakes, I wonder if I can enter the Pure Land?"

"Amitabha. The old monk stretched out his hand to take the package and checked it, but shook his head unceremoniously:

"This is something outside the body, how can it be used as an entry-level asset?"

"Your Excellency is happy with yin, and you go in and out of the flowers, and you have defiled many innocent women, which can be described as an unforgivable sin!"

When the man heard this, his face immediately changed, and the eyes cast by the others in the field also became strange.

Especially the women in the field are full of anger.

This person is good-looking, he can be regarded as a clear eyebrow, and his clothes are even more refreshing, which is different from others.

Originally, these people were extremely favored by women, but they didn't want to be a flower thief full of evil!

The old monk was not in a hurry, and said:

"However, Buddhism has a fate, and there is a saying that you can put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot, and the donor can also do it. ”

"As long as you let go of the obsession in your heart, you can enter the Pure Land!"

"I don't know ......" Hua Butterfly rolled her throat and asked in a low voice:

"What does the master want me to put down?"

"I am the seed of the merry, and the curse of my body. The old monk looked solemn and said:

"Only in this way can you enter my door!"

"Ahh

The current dry way:

"Master, how can I let go?"

The old monk waved with one hand, made a downward cutting posture, and said:

"Six Roots Pure!"

"That'...... That's it. Hua Butterfly smiled awkwardly, subconsciously covered her crotch with her hands, and moved her steps back:

"It seems that I have no relationship with Buddhism, and I can't enter the Pure Land, younger generations...... I'm leaving!"

As he spoke, he arched his hand towards the old monk, and with a little foot, he turned into a wisp of phantom and jumped towards the outside of the temple.

The speed and lightness of the movements are exquisite.

Flower thieves are also worthy of their name.

"Ironborn. At this time, the woman who finally got off the sedan suddenly spoke, and her voice was indifferent:

"Go, kill him. ”

"Yes. When the tower-like man heard this, he took a step under his feet, and he flashed outward like a teleportation.

One step, 100 meters.

Gang Qi Dacheng master!

Everyone in the audience was shocked, and even Guo Fan's eyes flashed slightly, looking at the woman.

The big man went fast and came quickly.

There was a little blood on the sleeves, and there was fierceness on his face, but when he saw the woman, he immediately restrained and honestly stayed on the left and right.

Obviously, the flower butterfly did not escape.

"Master. The woman bowed gently to the old monk:

"If you pollute the pure land of Buddhism, please forgive your sins. ”

"Pure land is in the heart, not in the present. The old monk smiled and said:

"There is a pure land in my heart, where to stir up dust, the layman is in the face!"

"Thank you, Master, for your advice. The woman's beautiful eyes flashed, and she saluted again, and her attitude was much more serious.

"Amitabha. The old monk nodded, and looked sideways at the others in the field:

"Sichuan and Hubei Dakou!"

"I'll be there. The rest of the Jianghu people came together, and one of them immediately stood up.

This person is not tall in size, and his appearance is even more mediocre, but the weight of the evil qi on his body is no less than that big man named Tie Sheng.

Undoubtedly.

is also a master of gangqi!

"Master. The man clenched his fists and said in a deep voice:

"What do I need to leave behind before I can enter the Pure Land?"

"You are heroes in the rivers and lakes, although you are in one place, you don't have many evil deeds, but you have some chivalrous names. The old monk saluted this person and said:

"But being strong and aggressive is still a taboo in Buddhism, and if you want to enter the Pure Land, you also need to let go of your obsessions. ”

The person who came spoke in a muffled voice:

"How to put it down?"

"When you go back, meditate for three years, and within three years you don't use martial arts, meditate and cultivate your nature, and you will be qualified to enter the Pure Land. The old monk spoke:

Of course, if you don't want to, you can give up your arm to prove your determination, and you can enter today. ”

"Three years?"

"One arm!"

The flesh on the face of the person who came was beating, his eyes flickered, he didn't say a word, and the field was quiet for a while.

Undoubtedly, this is a dilemma.

"Poof!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of swords in the field.

The leader of the Sichuan-Hubei Dakou clenched his teeth, and his left arm was unloaded from his shoulder and fell heavily to the ground.

His eyes contracted, but his face did not change, and he easily pointed at his acupoints to stop the blood.

"So, is that enough?"

"Amitabha. The old monk saluted eleven times, his face was indifferent, and he didn't seem to be surprised, but he just stretched out his hand and led behind him:

"Donors can come here. ”

"Hmm. The leader nodded, and looked back at the others:

"You can go back, and of course, you can learn from me. ”

The sound fell, and without saying much, he strode to the old monk and found an open space there to sit down cross-legged.

Pranayama with your eyes closed.

"Heh......" Among the Sichuan and Hubei Dakou, someone sneered:

"The eldest brother is really a deep seed of Buddha nature, and before he entered the Pure Land, he has already abandoned his worldly fate and abandoned me!"

"Even so, Lao Tzu doesn't need to follow you, let's go our separate ways in the future, and never see each other again!"

As he spoke, he raised his arms and exhaled:

"Who's leaving with me!"

"Let's take refuge in the underworld, even if we go out, we can still have a good life, isn't it better than hiding in that pure land?"

The word Difu seems to have a magical power, which makes everyone in the field subconsciously look left and right, as if someone is eavesdropping.

Even the giant man and the glamorous layman of the tower just now had a solemn face and tense movements when they heard the words.

The old monk is silently reciting the Buddha's name, which seems to have an inexplicable meaning.

"I'll go!"

"I'll go too!"

"Poof!"

One of them drew his sword, cut off his arm, and staggered towards the old monk and leader.

In the end, except for the leader, only three chose to stay, and the others left.

In this world, there are not many people who dare to draw a knife against themselves.

"Amitabha. The old monk recited the Buddha's name, looked at Guo Fan and the others, and his eyes stopped at Zhao Laoliu:

"Master Zhao, your friend has entered the Pure Land without roots, and has accumulated enough merit to be used by you. ”

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and gestured:

"So, please come here!"

"Huh?" Zhao Laoliu was overjoyed, seeing that the other people in the field were either useless or self-harming, so they could enter.

He had long been uneasy in his heart.

Now that I have learned the news of my friend, I have more merit to offset the obsession of entering, and I am even more ecstatic in my heart.

Hurriedly trotted over, ignoring even the others.

It seems that even the rumored Pure Land of Buddhism is inevitably vulgar, and there are people in the court who are easy to do.

"Mo Woman......" The old monk didn't care what other people thought, his gaze turned and fell on the six women.

"Master!" Mo Qian stepped forward slowly, knelt on her knees, and took out a jade bottle trembling on her own:

"This thing...... It was my grandfather who gave it to us, saying that it was needed for the Pure Land and could be used as an entry material. ”

"Oh?" the old monk looked surprised, reached out to take it, and gently opened the cap of the bottle, and a chill immediately hit his face.

"Da ......"

The bottle cap was closed as soon as it was opened, and the old monk's expression was solemn:

"It's it!"

"Forging the Mo family?"

"I see!"

As if thinking of something, the old monk sighed slowly, nodded, and stretched out his hand to lead back:

"A few of you can come here. ”

As he spoke, a gentle force wrapped around the six women and slowly sent them to the side of the Buddha statue.

Only Guo Fan was missing.

"This donor ......" The old monk looked at Guo Fan, his eyes seemed to be full of Buddha's light, and his tone hesitated for the first time:

"I don't know what to call it?"

As soon as these words fell, everyone in the audience was surprised.

The people who came today include the knights of the rivers and lakes without returning to Yan, the six friends of the camel mountain, the prostitute and the flower butterfly, and the thieves of Sichuan and Hubei.

There are even ordinary people Zhao Lao Liu, and women from the Mo family in the declining family.

They come from the south of the world, and their cultivation is high and low, and their reputations are different, but the old monks can know everything.

Even the last mysterious woman and the big man are no exception!

This made them think that this monk was a Pure Land monk, who knew everything and could do anything.

Now, there is still someone he doesn't know where he came from?

"Under Guo Fan. Guo Fan arched his hand:

"It's normal for the master to have never heard of it. ”

"Really?" the old monk's eyes flashed, and he said:

"With the ability of the benefactor, although the world is big, it is also great to get, so why enter the Pure Land of Buddhism?"

"The master is overrated. Guo Fan shook his head:

"Now that there is a big chaos today, the constant pressure of the underworld and the heavenly court are colluded, how can there be any stable place. ”

"Although Guo has some cultivation, he can't go anywhere. ”

"I heard that the Pure Land of the Thousand Buddhas is the only place in the world that is not affected, and I hope to see it. ”

"Insight?" the old monk repeated, saying:

"It's not a secret, although the Pure Land is stable, it is not a legendary holy land, and the donor is afraid that he will be disappointed if he goes. ”

He was actually prevaricating.

It seems that he doesn't want Guo Fan to go in, but he doesn't want to be tough, and his attitude is completely different from treating others.

This also made other people look strange, especially the woman, who looked at Guo Fan with a thoughtful look.

"It doesn't matter. Guo Fan waved his hand:

"I just want to be stable for a while, the Pure Land is just what the requirements are, and the master said how can Guo get in?"

"What do you need to leave behind?"

"What is left?" the old monk turned his gaze and looked at Guo Fan back and forth:

"The donor's body is flawless, his state of mind is complete, he is not stuck in things, he does not seek anything else, which is admirable!"

"You're a swordsman?"

"Swordsman?" Guo Fan stroked the Shenxing knife on his waist and nodded slowly:

"Sort of!"

Then he looked up and looked at the old monk:

"You want my knife?"

"Just about to take a look. The old monk smiled indifferently, suddenly stretched out his hand, looked at it with his five fingers, and grabbed the Shen Xing Knife.

The secret technique of Buddhism - Indra claw method!

Guo Fan's eyebrows were raised, and the Shen Xing Knife came out of its sheath, and the nine styles of the Demon Descending Knife instantly became one.

"Drink!"

The old monk's complexion changed slightly, his five fingers were clenched, his fists were as heavy as a mountain, bright as the sea, and bloomed in an instant.

Great Bright Fist!

When the punch came out, everyone only felt a warmth on their bodies, and the pain and suffering of Mo Xiao and others also dissipated.

"Good boxing technique!" Guo Fan admired, his body shape changed, and many Buddhist knife techniques such as the Ring Breaking Knife and the Bodhi Knife were cut out one by one.

He has gone through several generations of reincarnation, learned through hundreds of schools, and is even more proficient in swordsmanship.

Since the creation of the Four Styles of the Flame Knife, his sword technique realm has reached a certain peak, even if the ghost handsome knife is crazy, in the same realm, he is not afraid at all.

This is to use the Shaolin knife technique of the internal qi stage to face the enemy, and it can also be firmly invincible.

Even if the old monk's exercises are subtle, some of the moves are even terrifying, and they seem to be in the world of immortal true martial arts, but it is difficult to occupy the top.

"Peng!"

The void shook, Guo Fan's body shape remained unchanged, and the old monk involuntarily took a step back, his face solemn.

The others in the audience were even more surprised.

In their opinion, the old monk is already a legendary figure, almost second only to the world-powerful underworld ghost handsome, but they don't want to be slightly below!

The woman's face was even more solemn.

She also opened her eyebrows, so she could see it more clearly.

In the same ancestral realm, she is afraid that she is not the enemy of the old monk's ten moves, and Guo Fan is even more unfathomable.

With his not surprising knife skills, he was able to gain the upper hand.

"Don't stay in things, be superb!" The old monk had a complicated look in his eyes and nodded slowly:

"The donor's knife technique has entered the Zen realm, which is not accessible to the old monk, and he can enter it without giving up the knife. ”

"Please!"

"Thank you. Guo Fan clenched his fists and walked to the side of the Buddha statue, and the others moved out of the way.

"Layman?" the old monk tilted his head and looked at the woman and the big man:

"Come over with both of you, please. ”

It can be seen that he seems to know the woman's origin very well, and the woman is not surprised, and she stepped forward when she heard the words.

After everyone gathered around the Buddha statue, the old monk once again made eleven bows and recited the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha. ”

"Peng!"

I didn't see how he behaved, the Buddha statue in front of him suddenly shook, and when the dust fell, the Buddha's hands slowly opened, and a passage full of halos was also revealed.

"Ladies and gentlemen. The old monk's face turned a little pale, and he stretched out his hand to lead it:

"Please also enter, follow this road all the way, you can reach the Pure Land of a Thousand Buddhas, and will not be disturbed by the outside world. ”

"Master Lao!" the one-armed leader of the Sichuan and Hubei thieves spoke first and leaped into the passage.

Others, one after another, followed.

In the end, it was Guo Fan and the woman.