The man was dressed in a shabby robe and his hair was a little messy.

He just appeared at the door, and even a few priests who opened the Heaven Realm didn't react.

This person Xu Changan is also familiar with, after all, they fought together at the beginning.

At the beginning, the worship of the Holy Dynasty, the disciple of the Heavenly Array Sect, Ge Zhouyi.

Ge Zhouyi looked at a group of people, and then arched his hand towards the priests and Cao Ru and the others: "Heavenly Array Sect Ge Zhouyi, I have seen all of you. Knowing that your predecessors are punishing demons, Master specially sent me here!"

Li Daoyi raised his head proudly.

"We Tianji Pavilion have always been steady!"

Ge Zhouyi didn't care about him, and continued: "The junior has been on the mountain for a long time, and he used the array plate to hide his body, and he also found a place where he could bury the Nine Dragon Talisman. ”

He paused, looked at the puzzled crowd and continued: "I also have a formation disk, with the help of which I can protect the Nine Dragons Talisman. Not only that, if Xu Changan opened the formation, he would need the blood of the little marquis. ”

As he spoke, he took out a array plate and handed it to Xu Changan.

Xu Changan took the array plate, only to hear Ge Zhouyi speak: "Little Hou Ye might as well drip the blood first." ”

Whether it was Ge Zhouyi or the Heavenly Array Sect, Xu Changan believed that they would not harm themselves.

Xu Changan did not hesitate at all, cut his fingers, and blood dripped on the array.

I saw a burst of light appear, and the blood that was dropping on the array suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Ge Zhouyi took the array plate and then put it in his arms.

He didn't say much, and took the Nine Dragons Talisman from Chai Xintong's hand.

"I'll let you know when I'm done. Moreover, this formation is jointly urged by me and the little marquis!"

After finishing speaking, he left with the Nine Dragons Talisman and the array plate.

He seemed extremely cold and acted cleanly.

Li Daoyi looked at his back, and then looked at everyone's skeptical eyes, and could only say, "You believe in the Heavenly Machine Pavilion and the Heavenly Array Sect!"

......

Zhixing Academy.

In the courtyard, the cold plum blossoms alone.

Heavy snow covered Hanmei, but there were still hints of redness exposed. No matter how heavy the wind and snow are, it can't stop it from standing proudly on the branches.

The old man in the white robe sat in the doorway, and just sat in a daze.

Several foraging birds fell from the sky and landed beside him, pecking out a few small pits in the snow.

The wind and snow drifted in, and the old man's shoulders were piled with snow.

The middle-aged young man in a shirt quietly walked behind the old man and stood quietly.

I don't know how long I've been standing, and I don't know how long I've been sitting.

It was getting late, and the birds were chirping and hurrying back to their nests.

"Sir, I heard that there was a child with the blood of a fish woman, who was taken away by Shushan, the little junior brother and Xu Changan have a good relationship, we can ......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by the old man's outstretched hand.

"Everything has life, if I take the life of that baby, what is the difference between that and the demon clan eating people and cultivating at the beginning?"

"Besides, all things are reincarnated, and the truth is great. ”

The old man said and slowly stood up. He wanted to straighten his waist as best he could, but this body was so decaying that he could only lie on his back now.

The middle-aged man followed behind the old man, as well-behaved as a child.

It can also be said that in front of the old man, he was originally a child.

The two entered the house, and the middle-aged man hurriedly served tea.

The old man's eyebrows and eyes were full of smiles, and after taking a sip of tea, he looked at his eldest disciple.

Although the eldest disciple is not the most qualified, he is the most calm.

The middle-aged man glanced at his husband and hurriedly found a place to sit down.

The old man nodded in satisfaction, and then said, "What if I leave my body and take the baby's body?"

The middle-aged man didn't know why he brought it up again, but if it did, it would be wonderful. After all, there is one more person in heaven and earth who can resist the power of the demon race and protect the human race

And there was one more.

He knew what he wanted, but he was an honest man, a man who didn't want to lie.

"Mr. Hui, if Mr. can live out the second life, the possibility of the human race surviving the demon tribulation and stability will be a little greater. ”

The old man nodded, still with a smile on his face, which made the middle-aged man a little uncertain.

"Actually, if I go to Shushan in person, I will definitely be able to find the baby, but is there any difference between me taking the baby's life and an eagle eating a snake and a snake eating a rat?"

There was no rhetorical question in the old man's tone, and the middle-aged man was stunned, not knowing how to answer.

"Well, let me ask you again, is it righteous or evil for eagles to eat snakes and snakes to eat rats?" asked the old man again.

The middle-aged man was suddenly stunned, he wouldn't say anything stupid that an eagle eating a snake would be evil.

He wouldn't have cleverly added the premise that an eagle has an egg or a snake has an egg, but that's it, and he doesn't know how to answer the question.

In the end, under the gaze of the old man, he could only hope for Ai Ai and said, "No...... Right or wrong, there is no ...... Good and evil. ”

The old man nodded, smiling in satisfaction.

"When people eat food, food is not unable to resist, but they can only have that ability, and demons eat people, which is also natural. But the difference is that people will rebel, so people will flaunt themselves and say that they are on the side of justice. ”

Hearing this, the middle-aged man opened his mouth slightly in surprise, not knowing what to say.

If this is preached, they will be regarded as heretics, as deviant learning, and they will be regarded as traitors.

But he didn't know how to refute this statement, and suddenly felt that it made sense.

"Actually, the different choices, the real Buddhas, do not eat meat, precisely because they have seen through this truth. There are many rules that are naturally set that we can't resist, and if we don't eat it, we will die. Eagles can't survive by eating grass, so there's nothing good or evil between them. ”

The middle-aged man's eyes widened and he felt incredible.

"The reason why humans and demons can stand at the top is because they have a choice, but most people don't make this choice. Only the Buddhas of true compassion ate the leaves and left the roots, and the fruits and kept the trees. All beings are equal, do you really think that plants don't hurt? Do you really think animals don't resist?"

The old man didn't wait for his disciple to answer this question, so he asked himself: "No, they just don't have the ability to resist, but that doesn't mean they don't have resentment. In fact, this truth, your junior brother has realized a little. This is also the reason why your junior brother has always disliked the Jiang family in the land of Qilu (Volume 3, mentioned in Chai Xintong's assessment), their ancestors have always done things that treat the symptoms but not the root cause. ”

The middle-aged man seemed to have an understanding, lowered his head, and then slowly raised his head with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"Sir, what is the cure for the root cause? ”

The old man smiled and said: "In this earthly world, let the strong suppress their jade hope, and the weak restrain the jade hope under the disguise of resistance and good and evil, this is a cure for the root cause." In fact, the whole nature, the whole heaven and the earth, are endless, and there is no absolute strength, let alone absolute weakness. Everything in the world forms a closed loop, and if something goes wrong in one of them, it will cause a catastrophe in the entire world. ”

Perhaps because he was afraid that his senior disciple would not understand, the old man continued to explain: "To put it simply, it is to restrain the evil in the body of living beings and restrain those greed. ”

Looking at his eldest disciple's confused face, the old man seemed extremely patient, and continued: "If there are eighteen stories of towers, and some people are locked up on each floor, and the daily food falls from the highest level, the amount of food is just enough for everyone to live. If the people at the top eat well, and the rest can be eaten by the people at the bottom, how many people do you say will survive?"

The middle-aged man shook his head.

The old man sighed and said lightly: "Only the people on the first two or three floors can survive." ”

The middle-aged man's eyes widened in surprise.

"If it were you, would you leave food for the people below, and give them hope for life?"

Hearing the gentleman's question, the middle-aged man nodded.

"Unfortunately, not everyone is you. The human race and the demon race are at the top level. Therefore, we have to divide a little bit to go down in order for the world to continue. At the same time, we must suppress our jade hope as a strong person, if the people of the demon race are really gone, the human race will become the next demon race. ”

The middle-aged man's face suddenly became serious, and he stopped answering.

Because he understood, he really understood.

"Only let all the strong people restrain themselves, and ask for only one word: and. ”

The middle-aged man's gaze also became extremely determined, looking at his husband.

"That's right, Buddhism actually understood it very early, but no one passed it down, and no one has the ability to do this. Therefore, the real Buddhas, they do not do not kill, but only let themselves survive, even if they can't speak plants and trees, animals that can't resist, they will leave a glimmer of life, which is also in line with the Taoist Heavenly Dao Fifty, Tianyan Forty-nine. In fact, Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism are already the same, but the way of expression is different. ”

As the old man spoke, a burst of golden light flashed across his body.

The middle-aged man suddenly lost his voice and said, "Sir, have you entered the Buddha?"

The old man shook his head with a smile and said, "You can feel it again." ”

The middle-aged man was silent, and suddenly said, "This is still Haoran righteousness, but it is a little different. ”

The old man reminded himself of this disciple.

"The avenues are connected. ”

Then he looked at the puzzled disciple, waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can go down and realize these things yourself." ”

The middle-aged man bowed deeply, he didn't understand some big truths, even if he understood a little, he was still uncomfortable.

Because parting, it will always be uncomfortable.

Because he knew that he had no reason to persuade him.

"Those old monsters don't come out one by one, so they can only lure them out. Xintong set a trap in the snowy mountain, which, according to him, is called the Demon Hunting Field. ”

The old man smiled, stood up, and seemed very satisfied with the mention of his little apprentice.

"You know, why did Xintong call this trap a demon hunting field, not a demon hunting field?"

The middle-aged man pursed his lips and said after a long time: "Because Mr.'s original intention is not to kill." The gentleman just wanted to reason with them at the last minute. ”

The old man became serious, looked at his eldest disciple, and suddenly said, "It seems that you really understand, and it will depend on you and Xintong in the future." ”

As he spoke, the old man walked towards the door.

At this time, the snow was falling, the old man opened the door, and the middle-aged man looked at the old man's staggering back, and suddenly felt that the husband was more lonely than the plum blossoms that bloomed in the cold winter wax moon.

He suddenly felt the heaviness on the shoulders of the little junior brother, this is a truth that no one in the world can recognize, but the little junior brother and Mr. want to tell it to the people of the world.

No, there will be a self in the future.

"According to Buddhist teachings, there are eighteen levels of hell, and the twelfth layer is called Wuman (Sanskrit transliteration), also known as gjiu hell. The people who are imprisoned are all people who waste the natural gifts of this Heavenly Dao, and I only hope that there will be fewer people who go there in the future. ”

The old man's voice came again, and he finally disappeared into the snow.

......

Blood Buddha Mountain.

In the thatched house, the old monk in a blood-colored monk's robe looked at the unconscious Li Zhiyi and said, "He is not alone, although you can't see him anymore." ”

Then the old monk raised his head and muttered: "Although I haven't fully understood your truth, I have finally found a person with higher qualifications for you." If you have knowledge in the future, you will also be gratified, Zeng He. ”

"Zhixing Academy, if you know this truth, then I hope you will stick to it. Thy college, thy word. ”

The Buddha, who betrayed Buddhism and founded the Blood Buddha Mountain, walked out of the door.

It was snowing outside the door, but when he glanced at it, he saw a small grass in the corner of the wall struggling to grow.

"Heavy snow, send the deceased!"

It's a bit difficult to write, and I've always thought that Buddhism, Taoism and Confucianism have something in common.

The greatness of all things lies in their ability to suppress some of their instincts.

Human nature is inherently evil, and greatness lies in being able to become better.

Note: Eighteen layers of hell, if you are interested, you can check it out,

The old man's name is Zeng He, the academy is called Zhixing Academy, and the Jiang family in Qilu goes without saying.

There's a lot of foreshadowing ahead, maybe not obvious, so click on it now. There is also Wang Zihan's identity, bloodline and so on.