Wuxu and Dorjee flew northwest side by side, flew over Zhoushan Dinghai City, passed through Hangzhou, Zhenjiang, Yangzhou and other prefectures, and saw that the lights in the cities were dense, although they were full of demonic spirit, but they were a little calm and happy. The only place that seemed abrupt was that with the exception of the fortresses of Ayutthaya, it was almost completely pitch black beneath your feet. Wuxu silently sensed and calculated, and in some places, it can really be said that there are thousands of miles of people, and he couldn't help but sigh, "In the human world, the demon road, the demon road, the ghost road, and the Confucian sect, several forces are constantly fighting, and if this continues, the coerced sentient beings, in the end, I don't know how much is left?

Dorjee took over the conversation and also sighed, "As far as I know, after the opening of Lushan, the original righteous sects moved their entire sects and factions to Lushan. The Demon Dao and the Demon Clan, as if they emerged from the ground overnight, in addition to secretly controlling everything in those cities with large populations and dangerous terrain, they also occupied many worldly cultivation resorts and sects. On that day, you and I sat and watched the sunrise over the sea of clouds, strange pines and strange stones, and the sun and the moon shining together, forcing Li Bingcheng and Liang Xiaoru to retreat again and again. After a pause, he met the questioning eyes of Wu Xu, "A few days ago, I accidentally learned that the Tiandu Peak of the Yellow Mountain is occupied by a group of East Sea Demon Cultivators, and within a radius of ten miles, it is strictly forbidden for humans to set foot on it, otherwise it will be killed." At the end of his speech, he said heavily, "There are many more examples like this. ”

The two of them spoke, unconsciously flying to the north of Yingtianfu. On the Bagua Continent, the military camps are dense, the nearby river, the warships are stretching, and the monks and soldiers are constantly patrolling the heavens and the earth. Obviously, Zhu Yuanzhang's power is still limited to this, and he is using this place as the front line of the war and an important barrier in Tianfu. Look at the Ying Tianfu again, although there are a lot of lights inside and out, but they are scattered, revealing a strictness, not like the Hangzhou and other places that passed before, there is no noise coming, it is estimated that it has arrived early at the time of curfew, and the entire city that claims to accommodate three million soldiers and civilians has obviously entered a state of night alert. Looking at the surroundings of the mansion, it was also pitch black.

Wu Xuan then said to Dorjee, "When the wilderness is wild, the flood and beasts, the miasma is raging, the human race is working hard and indomitable, under the leadership of the sages, controlling the water, hunting, subduing demons and eliminating demons, legislating and making speeches, passing on the torch, it is a thousand years of prosperity." When this change has not been seen in a thousand years, I am afraid that there will be a saint to come out. ”

Duo Ji has been in the Yuan capital for a long time, and has read a lot of classics, and when he heard Wuxu say this, he smiled and said, "You Han people have words, and there are saints in five hundred years." However, in my opinion, this so-called saint is actually a saint referred to by Confucianism. Senior brother, you are Han Chinese, and you are a member of my Buddhism, do you think, will this saint come out of my Buddhism?"

Wuxu smiled, "Senior brother's words are wrong. The so-called saints were originally arranged by Confucianism. I am a Buddhist, I should know that this saint is not a saint, but a saint. ”

Dorjee smiled with relief, "Senior brother is really a member of my Buddhist sect. ”

Wuxu said that the saint here first said according to the appearance, and then said that the Buddha had no appearance, and answered Dorjee's question, which was praised by Dorjee.

The so-called saints are just made by time and situation, and in the end, they are just a kind of coronation, a kind of celebration, and a kind of carnival for all beings. Confucius, the sage of Confucius, is a good example, Confucius traveled around the world, achieved nothing, although there were all kinds of education, but it was not obvious, in the Spring and Autumn Hundred Sons, just a son. In order to honor Confucianism, Confucian scholars will crown him as a saint, and all kinds of rituals and all kinds of sayings are actually a kind of celebration and carnival of ritual meaning in their bones. Buddhism, emphasizing selflessness, no longevity, no sentient beings, all kinds of alms, all kinds of emptiness, in addition to the world-honored, where else are the saints, the saint monks? In the Journey to the West, the title of the holy monk of Tang Sanzang is just a courtesy for outsiders.

The two of them walked and looked at the Taihu Lake above the north, which was far away from Yingtian, on the surface it was quiet and dark, but the lake was a bleak dark green under the white moonlight, bubbling from time to time, and there was a demonic qi rising from the bottom of the lake. Occasionally, one or two fish jumped up from the water, and they didn't look like ordinary things, and the colors and shapes were very terrifying, just like the aliens in the movies that Wuxu had watched in his previous life. The adjacent lake is a hundred miles away, not to mention the crowds, even a cat and a dog seem to be nowhere to be seen. In the past, the land of thousands of miles of fish and rice was already a dangerous demon domain.

Wuxu suddenly felt that it was necessary for him to talk to Zhao Tong and others, even if it was a catastrophe in the world, demons, demons, ghosts, and even all the other evil sects and outsiders were all born, each holding its own position and fighting with each other, but it was not a little bit of a monk's demeanor, so as not to make this land of Shenzhou, the human people suffer too much. For example, all parties should make an agreement on the six peaks of Lushan Mountain, try not to involve ordinary people, try not to use weapons of mass destruction, and not to change the geographical environment on such a large scale. So while flying, he talked to Dorjee.

"All beings have different temperaments, and they are greedy. Senior brother, you once said that the Han people have a saying that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, not to mention that the devils and ghosts have reappeared in the world. Bees like the scent of flowers, but maggots like droppings, and they can't even do without them. Dorjee, pointing to the Taihu Lake behind him, "This Taihu Lake, where the demonic qi is raging, is really filthy for humans like you and me, and it is even more difficult for ordinary people to survive, and if they are close, they will die, but it is the most suitable for people in the Demon Dao to live and cultivate." Even if you take them to the West Lake, they will definitely feel that the West Lake is not beautiful enough, or that it is not everywhere, and it must be transformed into the way Taihu Lake is now, so that it can be pleasing to the eye and live comfortably. ”

Wuxu recited the Buddha's name, "That's it." From the perspective of the equality of all living beings and the different temperaments of all living beings, it is a realization of the void. But is it normal and reasonable to kill all kinds of people in the meantime?"

Dorjee also recited the Buddha's name in his mouth, and only after half a ring did he reply leisurely, "Yes, the World-Honored One appeared in the world and said the Dharma of the world, educating sentient beings, and said the Dharma of cause and effect without appearance to warn sentient beings." With great compassion and mana, in the six realms of reincarnation, set up a netherworld to punish good and promote evil, and cross with fate. ”

It was the first time that Wuxu had heard Dorjee talk about the six realms of reincarnation and the Netherworld, so when he asked, "If this Netherworld really exists, where is it?" Dorjee shook his head, "Senior Brother doesn't know, Shizun is said to have gone in once, but he hasn't told us about the situation inside." ”

Wuxu was surprised. You know, according to Wuxu's knowledge, since the Northern and Southern Dynasties, after the Heavenly Road was cut off, this Netherworld has become a legend, and none of the monks in the world, including those Buddhist monks, can sense it and find the Netherworld. Unexpectedly, Master Phags-pa has also been to the Netherworld!

I was thinking about how to ask Master Ba Sipa about this matter when I arrived in Lushan in the future, and the deep and solemn voice of Dorjee sounded in my ears again, "This matter, Shizun also had no intention of saying it at that time. Afterwards, we asked curiously, and were reprimanded by the teacher's dignified words, ordering us not to mention the matter again. Senior brother is also quick to talk tonight, and the junior brother knows that he should not talk about it to the outside world, let alone ask about it in front of his master. ”

Could it be that something has happened to this Netherworld, or the Jizo Bodhisattva who "does not swear to become a Buddha if hell is not empty", and that it is a Buddhist monk like Master Phagsipa who strictly ordered the secret to be leaked? ”

Since Wuxu crossed over here, he has always been quite concerned about these six reincarnations and netherworlds, and he has a knot in his heart. Tonight, I heard Duo Ji suddenly talk about it, and I thought I could ask for clarification, but I didn't know that Pa Si Pa and Dorjee were so secretive about this, and they didn't know what to say for a while.

The two of them had their own hearts and minds, and flew forward in a dull manner. Passing through a huge city again, the lights are colorful, blazing and circulating, the people on the ground are crowded, and the noise is coming and going, so it is a lively and prosperous scene.

"Senior brother, Bianliang has arrived. Dorjee stretched out his hand and pointed, "I heard my junior brother mention that I once faced Luo Huan's junior brother on the bow of the boat here, and the grand occasion at that time was reminiscent. Tonight, why not revisit?"

Dorjee said this, and Wuxu was not good at his good intentions, so he smiled and said, "It's okay, you can just see what the situation is under the rule of the people in their demon path." Then he and Dorjee descended towards the river below.

On this Bianliang River, it is still so lively and extraordinary, the boats are like crucian carp, all of them are full of lights, the sound of silk and bamboo is endless, the voices of people are boiling, and the smell of wine and powder is like mist on the water surface, fluttering, drunk. Wuxu and Dorjee stood by the river, stopped and looked, and immediately there were many greetings.

"Holy monk——, Spring Festival is short, and the girls on the ship are waiting-"

"There are live fish and shrimp just caught by the guys on the boat, dipped in wine and dipped in vinegar, which is extremely delicious, and a plate only costs eight cents. ”

..

In the midst of all kinds of confusing summons. Some of the boats even rowed directly towards the two of them, which reminded Wuxu that the evil spirits in the water were coming to pull your naked feet and drag them into the water. There is only a newly-built big ship, about 100 meters long, with a five-storey pavilion high, newly decorated, beautiful, slightly lonely in the middle of the river, there is a faint singing voice on it, but the bow and stern and even the side of the ship are empty, there is no flag cloth on the bare mast, just a cowhide lantern hanging high, on which there are vaguely three words, "boundless music". It's a bit cheesy, but obviously, a little bit of origin, a little bit special.

Wuxu pointed at the boat, and the two of them flew straight over. At this moment, the world is in turmoil, the monks are unscrupulous, Bianliang City is under the rule of the devil again, and everyone on the river saw that the two of them were like ghosts, and suddenly flew up without a sound, not frightened, but secretly sighed that there was one less business, and then everything was as usual.

Wuxu and Dorjee stood at the bow of the boat, and after a while, there was a man who looked like a man, but was dressed in a strong suit, hurriedly came out, clasped his fists and saluted, saying that the owner of the ship was invited. Most of the masters here are demon monks, but Wuxu and Duoji are not afraid of them, they look at each other and smile, follow the man, and enter the main cabin.

As soon as he entered, Dorjee frowned. Several round tables, in addition to cooked food, are also full of lively, bloody fish and shrimp, a group of people, sitting around, directly with their hands, eating happily. Because the mouth was full of blood, minced flesh, and the scales and shrimp shells, even the face could not be seen clearly. In the air, there is a smell of umami, fishy, smelly, vinegar, wine, and star anise.

Follow the man and go up to the second floor. On the table and on the floor, and even on the windowsill, there were all kinds of wine jugs and wine glasses, and I don't know how many kinds of wine smells, mixed with the stench of drunken vomit, seemed to be ready to ignite a mixed gas-liquid bomb. A group of people, in twos and threes, lying or lying, their faces red and their eyes blurred, blurred eyes. Some shouted loudly and guessed the fist, some held a pot of wine to their chests, shook their heads, chanted poems, or sang slang songs, or cried and laughed there.

Seeing this, Wuxu smiled at Dorjee, "Eat, drink, prostitute and gamble." The third floor of this magic ship must be a fragrant ******** place, and the fourth floor must be a big casino. ”

Dorjee clasped his palms together and said, "I didn't expect that under the rule of the Demon Dao, everyone was enchanted. But I don't know what the scene is on the top fifth floor. ”

Wuxu thought thoughtfully, "The devil is in my heart, senior brother." Eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling have long existed in the world, but they were not created by people of the devil's way. ”

"Well said!" I heard someone laughing and laughing at the top of the city, "The two of you are worthy of being Lamaist monks." ”

Wuxu raised his head, "I can't talk about it, but my brother and sister have also practiced for many years, and they don't see each other." Your Excellency's hospitality, is it really to show off the eating, drinking, prostitution, and gambling on this ship?"

"Haha! How dare you!" There was another burst of laughter, and the scene in front of him changed. Wuxu and Dorjee unconsciously reached the fifth floor, the highest on the ship. A burly man in Xuanyi was sitting upright on the huge round black jade in the middle, looking at Wuxu and Dorjee with blazing eyes.

The thick animal skin is spread on the wooden board, stepping on it, there is no sound, and the animal pattern that is born naturally is the best pattern. Four golden columns, dragons and phoenixes dancing on them, between the columns, there is nothing, the breeze and cool air in the sky above the river, surging in all directions, and scattering in all directions.

The man clapped his hands lightly, and there were four restrained guards, carefully carrying the two seats, and sending them to Wuxu and Dorjee. I don't know what kind of material it is, it seems to be very heavy, and when it is placed there, the animal skin below is noticeably concave, and there are many patterns carved on it, which are obviously not ordinary things.

Wuxu glanced at the man in Xuanyi, took out two futons from the Sumeru ring, and smiled at him, "Daoist friends don't need to be polite, the two of us are just passing by here, and seeing that your ship is unique, we made a temporary move and came up to drink a cup of tea." ”

"If you want wine, you will have wine, and if you want women, you will have women. This tea, naturally, there is everything!" The Xuanyi man, seeing that Wuxu was polite, the smile on his face became even bigger, and while reaching out and taking out a jade box in his arms, he squinted his big eyes and said to Wuxu and Duoji, "A few days ago, I attacked Yuandu, and I didn't get anything else, so I finally grabbed a jade box, and hid it like a baby, and when I came back to open it, who knew that it was a ball of tea cakes." I was thinking about exchanging something with my old brother, two monks, but it was just the right time. With that, with a push of his palm, a ball of white light, like a tiger and wolf, flew over holding the jade box.

Dorjee was about to raise his hand, but Wuxu took the first step, took the jade box into his hand, opened it, hesitated for a moment, handed it to Dorjee with a smile, and at the same time said, "I don't know anything about the tea ceremony, senior brother used to go in and out of the Yuan Court, and he should know how to drink this thing." Dorjee, while taking the jade box, asked in a voice, "Senior brother knows this person?"

Wuxu nodded, but he smiled and didn't say anything, only looked at the Xuanyi man, and asked, "Dare to ask Daoyou, why is this boat so arranged? Could it be that this eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling is the cultivation method of Daoyou?"

The man in the dark robe slapped his thigh suddenly, "A high monk is a high monk! A pair of discerning eyes have already seen everything." The so-called devil is in the heart, but this is the case! Eating, drinking, prostitution, and gambling are the things that people in the world like the most and are the most easily enchanted. Han Mou was on this boat, letting them eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, not for anything else, just to absorb the demonic energy generated by their eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling. ”

Wuxu looked at the black jade under his buttocks, and then at the four golden cylinders, faintly feeling a little familiar. Next to him, Dorjee waved his hand, turning the tea cake into three steaming teas, and said to Wuxu, "Tenglong Palace." Wu Xu's heart moved, and he suddenly realized, this is similar to the formation arranged by the Lamaism in the Tenglong Hall of the Yuandu Imperial Palace for Emperor Yuan to absorb the sealing dragon qi.

Wuxu, took out three jade cups from the Sumeru ring, caught the three water dragons in the air, and divided them into Duoji and the person.

"Good tea, good tea, worthy of the imperial tea in the Yuanting Palace. Wuxu took a sip and looked around, "Tea is good tea, and this cylinder doesn't seem to be ordinary." ”

"It's all things, it's all things. The man in Xuanyi said with a smile, "It's just a few pillars in the Yuan Palace." As he spoke, he paid attention to Wuxu's expression, and suddenly sighed, "It's just that Han Mou has to rely on this pillar and this jade to be able to absorb demonic energy, otherwise if the two monks like it, just a few pillars will be given to the two monks." ”

Wuxu frowned, he and Duoji came down, hidden the breath, and the appearance was only about six or seven layers of mortal dust cultivation realm, which can only be said to be an ordinary Buddhist monk, he shouted a high monk, did he recognize himself or Dorjee?

"Amitabha, my brother and sister, with mediocre qualifications, low cultivation, and a monk with no sect or sect, dare not be a high monk?"

The man in the dark clothes was about to speak, when suddenly his face was happy. Wuxu and Dorjee glanced at each other.

A cold and fierce aura came from a distance. After a few breaths, a slender figure floated in silently from outside. This person is thin and tall, in great contrast with the burly master of the Xuanyi here, his breath is obscure, his expression is indifferent, and he doesn't seem to like to speak, and the golden meridians on his pale face are looming, just like the golden silk white robe on his body.

When Wuxu saw this person, he was even more sure of the identities of these two people in his heart, and secretly glanced at Dorjee. Dorjee closed his eyes slightly half amusefully and half helplessly, as if the old monk had gone to settle down, which meant that he would act casually from enlightenment.

"Senior brother, you came just in time. Brother, I was drinking tea with two lamas. The man in Xuanyi stood up, rubbed his hands, and was shy and enthusiastic, and introduced to Wuxu and Dorjee, "This is my senior brother, Golden Snake." Our brothers and sisters like to be close to Buddhists the most. ”

Dorjee was silent. Wuxu and the golden snake who met on Handcang Mountain back then saluted with their palms. The golden snake, I haven't seen it for a few years, it looks more and more gloomy, a pair of cold eyes, can't stop looking at Wuxu and Duoji, while making a return salute, he asked, "Under the golden snake, dare to ask the two eminent monks?" Tonight, he was cultivating in the secret room, but suddenly received a summons from his junior brother Han Shuanghu, saying that two Lamaist monks had come from his ship, and the matter was very important, so he rushed over.

When Wuxu came out of the Yuan capital to travel, the first thing he encountered was the three demon cultivators of Hancang Mountain, the Golden Snake, Han Shuanghu and Hu Ling'er. Tonight, as soon as Wuxu saw Han Shuanghu, he vaguely recognized it, and when the golden snake with a different body appeared, he was even more sure. But these two people, why they turned to the devil's path, and they seem to be so enthusiastic about the people in Buddhism, or Lamaist monks, but Wuxu is confused. It can't be because you know yourself, right??

While thinking about it, Wuxu replied with his palms together, "Little monk Huiming, this is the little monk senior brother Huiji." ”

Hui Ming, Hui Ji, and the Golden Snake Zi secretly recalled that it seemed that the lamas, monks, or Buddhist monks he knew did not have these two Dharma names. At this time, he was already in the middle of the ninth layer of mortal dust, and his cultivation was no more than the middle of the sixth layer of mortal dust, but he didn't pay attention to it, but Dorjee seemed to be uncertain there, and there was a faint majestic momentum, which made the golden snake who was vigilant by nature couldn't help but be inexplicably jealous.

"It turned out to be Huiming and Huiji, the two masters, who were disrespectful and disrespectful. The golden snake secretly stopped his junior brother Han Shuanghu, who was still about to "curry favor with the obedient, pretending to be a pig and eating an elephant", and said in a deep voice, his tone became respectful and solemn, "My junior brother has always been stubborn, and if you are rude, please ask the two masters to do a lot of Haihan." ”

Wuxu, smiling, clasped his palms and said, "Amitabha, good, good." ”

When the golden snake saw this, he knew that these two people were really as he guessed, not like ordinary Buddhist monks, and he was shocked, and looked at Wuxu and Dorjee with a suspicious face. Han Shuanghu next to him immediately became alert, changed his previous giggling, his face was full of fierceness, and he walked to the side of the golden snake, his five fingers in both hands were slightly curved, and the white light flashed, ready to strike out with both fists at any time.

White Tiger Double Fist, this is exactly the housekeeping skill of Han Shuanghu, who is a two-headed white tiger, but I don't know, how powerful is it now? Wuxu still smiled, looking at the Golden Snake and Han Shuanghu.

The golden snake, seeing that Wuxu had no malice, waved his right hand at Han Shuanghu slightly, and then said in a deep voice, "I can't hide it, our senior brothers, because of the confusion in cultivation, we want the two masters to give you some advice." But the people in Buddhism have always regarded us as evil demons, and for a while, I don't know how to talk about it, but it is messed up, so don't misunderstand the two masters. ”

It was the first time he had heard of it, and he couldn't help but open his eyes and said slowly, "All the Dharma is the Dharma. If there is anything you don't understand, you can ask. If the little monk knows, he must know everything. ”

Who knows, Han Shuanghu and Golden Snake Zi heard Wuxu say this, and they were all happy. That Han Shuanghu was even more overjoyed, he stretched out his hands, and saw dozens of fist lights, with the phantom of the white tiger, rushing out of the cabin. "Two masters, don't be suspicious, junior brother is to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping. The golden snake said at the same time.

"You are so pretending to be a ghost, I will recognize you later, and I will see if you are ashamed. Wu Xuan smiled secretly in his heart.

"The two of us also know that the law can not be passed on lightly, but now there is no good treasure on the body, a few days ago, I inadvertently got a jade Buddha in Yuandu, not a tribute, sent to the two masters, it is considered to be the return of the original owner, the two masters must not refuse. The golden snake said this, and gestured with his eyes, only to see Han Shuanghu take out a jade box from his arms again, and gently open it to Wuxu and Duoji.

A layer of pale white light slowly rippled out from the jade box in Han Shuanghu's hand, like a clear spring on the mountain. Look at the jade Buddha again, the palm is high, the whole body is flawless, the jade Buddha is around, there is a faint green air flow around, it is because of the perennial piety of people worship. It is like pointing to the sky and the earth with one finger, which is the scene when the Lord was born, walking seven times and reciting "Heaven and earth, I am the only one".

Such a thing, what the two of them said unintentionally, I'm afraid it's mostly a pretext. Wuxu couldn't help but sigh secretly, and remembered the scene of those Yuan Court nobles outside the Yuan Capital a few days ago, facing Zhao Tong's magic flag, Han Kuang's White Lotus Army, hiding in the carriage, taking out all the Buddhist weapons he carried, crying and praying...

The old monk on the side was like a settled Dorjee, and his eyebrows were also slightly wrinkled.

The atmosphere was suddenly a little bad, and the golden snake and Han Shuanghu also came to their senses immediately, and their faces were cloudy.

Wu Xuan was a little unsure, and secretly transmitted the voice to Dorjee, and asked, "Senior brother, do you recognize this Jade Buddha?"

"Nan Wu Shakyamuni Buddha," Dorjee opened his eyes, first recited a Buddha name, and then stared at the jade Buddha, after a while, he said leisurely, "Back then, Queen Yuan gave birth to the crown prince, and I followed my master into the palace to rejoice." This white jade innocent Buddha was given by me personally. As soon as he finished speaking, the momentum of his whole body began to change, and countless golden lights began to pour out from his body. The top of this cabin was open on all sides, and it was extremely cool at night, but at this moment, it was suddenly like a furnace.

The great sun is like a golden light!

Wuxu frowned deeply, to save or not to save?

That's right

The mountains are closed overnight, and the evil demons are all over China.

The joy on the Bianliang River is boundless, and it is difficult to shoot without seeing the Jade Buddha.