Ran told the story of the monk, until the end, his voice became weaker and weaker, maybe he was old, and his health was not so good, and he said too much today, and it always took some energy.

"In fact, whether it is beauty in this world, war or killing, it is a kind of **, everyone has **, and sometimes** is higher than the heart, then it will produce boundless evil consequences, and the real ** is not at all what the eyes can see clearly...... the master added.

Although his voice was almost completely calm, and it was not much different from usual, Luo Bei could still feel that the emotions in his heart seemed to fluctuate a little.

Obviously, the story of this eminent monk is true, and it has a great deal to do with Ran.

"Later...... How is the monk?" Luo Bei couldn't help but ask.

Zhiran coughed a few times, although his voice was weak, he still smiled faintly and said, "Later...... The monk left the place he was familiar with, traveled all over the world, sometimes at the end of the world, sometimes at the cape, feeling the goodness and evil that existed in this world, he wanted to regain the Buddha's heart and find the other side of his heart, so no matter what he encountered, he did not use martial arts again...... Until one day, many years later, he appeared in front of a small village, where the industriousness and simplicity of the people made him feel at peace, so he planned to settle down here and not return to the Infinite Valley......"

"He and the villagers helped each other, and finally with the help of the villagers, he built a monastery on the hill not far from the village, the monastery was not big, but quiet enough, and since then he has been practicing alone in the monastery, and later because of a chance to save an orphan, he raised the orphan and inherited his mantle......"

"When he was about to pass away, he told his disciple that his law name was Xuanqing, and he was the third generation disciple of Wuliang Valley, and at the same time, he told all the stories between him and Xiya and the Demon Kingdom without reservation, at that time, the legendary story of the monk and the pink beauty had already been circulated in the world, and the disciple did not expect that the monk was his master......"

Xuanqing told his disciple that Xi Ya's beauty did not confuse him, on the contrary, in his opinion, there was not much difference between beauty and ugliness in the world, and seducing with lust was not something that a woman like Xi Ya could do, and her wisdom and heart even surpassed most people in the world.

The two of them debated the Dharma in the Stargazing Pavilion like that, and they didn't even say anything else, until Xi Ya sat down, and he suddenly understood that when she first came to see her, she thought that she, a high monk, wanted to endanger her country, and she wanted to protect her people and relatives with her own wisdom, so she used up her life's wisdom in eighty-one days.

"Love is not long, wisdom will hurt......!

Xuanqing sighed a little and shook his head, his eyes were full of the vast years, at this moment he was like the dust floating in the world, and it was about to settle in a blink of an eye.

"I boast that I am a master of Buddhism, but I didn't expect her to have such a mind, but my original intention was to reincarnate people, so how could I easily open that killing vow? Hey, everything is karma, everything is also chance, she died, but she still left a seed in my calm and unsullied Buddha heart, so that I can never return to the world I once was......"

The sound is like the bell of dusk, and people can feel the sunset that is silent in the sky, and the light is sprinkled on the face, vast and distant.

"After the monk sat down, the disciple named the temple with his Dharma name, thinking that the water is clear and there is no fish, and the world is turbid and pure is the human heart, so the three waters are removed, this is the origin of this Xuanqing Temple!"

He smiled faintly, but before he could really laugh, it turned into a cough, his cough was getting more and more intense, and Luo Bei sounded like it was in his ear, and he couldn't help frowning a little.

Hearing this, the donor may also be thinking, what is the relationship between this monk Master Xuanqing and the old monk, in fact, he is the ancestor of the old monk, I was still young when he sat down, I waited a few at the beginning

A senior brother discussed wanting to set up a statue for the ancestor, but the master only asked me to wait for the statue of a clay fetus, now I think about it in this world There are often all kinds of opportunities, but after all, there will be a day when the ten thousand laws will be one, and the heart of the ancestor of Xuanqing who cultivates Buddha and compassion in his life has never been extinguished, but he still uses the major repair to kill 100,000 people......"

"He originally went down the mountain to spend others, but he didn't expect to shake his Buddha heart because of a woman, but this story is not as people preach it, the monk and the pink beauty, always make people think about it, in fact, from the words of the ancestor in his later years, Xi Ya is no different from the world, men and women, the difference is her wisdom, for the understanding of the world's avenues, even the ancestor sighs that it is not as good as ......"

The story seemed to end here, and the sound of the voice finally stopped, and Luo Bei felt that he could only hear his own breathing in the cave.

He thought back to the words of the old monk, imagining that the peerless monk, and the charming and moving woman, one died in the best years, and the other carried this matter for a lifetime, and even many years later, it was a wonderful thing that was passed down from mouth to mouth in the hearts of the people of the rivers and lakes, and it seemed that it was difficult to distinguish whether it was joy or sorrow.

"This incident has also caused an uproar among the Buddhist sects, and now the world may know that the Infinite Valley, as a sacred place of Buddhism, never accepts female guests, but they don't know that this matter is caused by this......" The voice of Ran appeared again, but it stopped again when it was said here.

"The story of the monk of the Boundless Valley and the daughter of the demon kingdom is in an uproar, although everyone is afraid to say anything more on the surface of the status of the Boundless Valley, but it is inevitable that some dirty thoughts will be born in the heart, and it is indispensable to make the Boundless Valley dusty, the ridiculous thing is that the monks should be equal beings in the eyes of the monks, but in a sect like the Boundless Valley, men and women are separated, and all this is because of the ...... of the high monk Xuanqing."

Luo Bei raised his head, as if he could see the old monk sitting in front of the Buddha, who had been listening to his old voice and the increasingly heavy cough all these days, and couldn't help but imagine his appearance.

The moonlight shining on the roof of the cave made Luobei's face silvery-white, as if it was surprisingly clean and natural, and where could he see that there was any strong anger.

"Little donor, do you know that the formation that trapped you at this moment was left by the high monk Xuanqing, who thought that he had dust and dirt in his heart, and had been in retreat in the formation for less than twenty-four years, until he realized that the unprecedented avenue was passed into Nirvana, and at that time he was as calm as water, and everything returned to nature......

"Who would have thought that more than seventy years later, a teenager would be trapped in the formation, and you would ......"

"He is the second person to enter this formation in more than 70 years......"

Luo Bei frowned and said in a deep voice, "I can't stay here!"

He smiled and began to cough violently.

"This can't be done by you, let alone the old monk, the dirt in your heart is destined to be the shackles of your life, if you can't get rid of it, the anger of killing the god bead will entangle you for a lifetime, so you can't get out of the formation, you can't get rid of it for a lifetime, you have to stay here for a lifetime......"

The corners of Luo Bei's eyes trembled a few times, and his eyes seemed to be full of fear.

"Why?" Luo Bei suddenly asked loudly.

"Why do you always have to trouble me...... Why is Master and Sister Cicada so good, but they refuse to let them go...... Why does Master Wu'an sacrifice himself with all his compassion...... Why did Brother Yang save 3,000 captives but couldn't save himself, and he had to be pierced through his heart by 10,000 arrows...... Why did Uncle Yue have to accept the holy decree that was obviously wrong with desolation after winning the battle...... Why does the world always divide you, me and him, you kill me and I hurt you, why do you always have a ...... of war?"

"What the hell is all this for? hahaha......"

In the end, Luo Bei's voice was almost crazy, and his words were full of resentment about the injustice of the world.

The white and clean face in the moonlight just now seemed to have become extremely hideous, and he was muddy

The body suddenly burst out.

Behind him there seemed to be a tall, jet-black figure, staring at him and the world.

Ran's old face became extremely pale, and the already deep wrinkles seemed to be a little deeper.

He seemed to see countless figures and countless pairs of eyes behind Luobei, each of which flashed with different emotions, including grief and anger, vicissitudes, disgust, and excitement.

This is the heavy figure that the Killing God Bead has condensed for thousands of years, from countless peerless masters, all of whom have set off a moment of storm.

They have long since died, even lost their souls, but some of their supernatural powers and spirits have survived in some special form, and they are waiting for each generation of successors to complete the transformation between worldly people and god-killing gods.

When the world becomes a sea of corpses and fires, they can vent their hatred for thousands of years, and they must be happy at that time, just like seeing the tragedy that has never stopped for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Thinking of this, after experiencing the vicissitudes of time, I can't help but feel waves in my heart when I am calm.

He seemed to see some kind of pattern in an eternal inheritance.

From the beginning of the dynasty, since the Xia, Shang and Western Zhou dynasties, through the Qin and Han dynasties and the Sui and Tang dynasties, which dynasty did not die in hundreds of years, from the beginning of the growth to the final decline, and then was taken away by others, wars and disasters, not to mention thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and countless lives, all of which seem to die at the hands of people, the trend of the times, in fact, is not a magical and subtle law.

Could it be that there are people in the dark who are playing chess and playing with everything in the world?

When I thought of this, I couldn't help but feel chills,

At this time, Luo Bei was resentful, and frantically hit the stone wall in the cave, making the mysterious formation tremble.

Trembling and slowly standing up, he walked out of the stone house he was in, and the wind outside soon blew in, softening the dull atmosphere a little.

It turned out that the place where he was on the top of a mountain, and in front of him was an incomparably ancient and huge tree.

The moonlight fell quietly, as if it could make his trembling body recover a lot, and he stopped here, looking at the big tree, and the sound of the water flowing slowly under the big tree, as if it was murmuring.

He walked slowly towards the tree, it was hard to believe that such a tall and lush tree could grow on the top of such a mountain full of bluestones, and what was even more amazing was that there was a spring under the tree, and the water was constantly bubbling up at the moment.

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

"Master...... Back then, you sat under this Bodhi tree and said that there is still reincarnation in the world, and everything has a cause and effect, so who planted the cause for a young man to experience the mysterious fruit that has not been revealed for thousands of years......

He was in a trance for a while, and he saw that there seemed to be a calm old monk sitting under the Bodhi tree, holding a Buddhist bead in his hand, and smiling compassionately.

"Cause and effect in the world are not chances......

"There is a great cause and effect to have a great opportunity, everything can not be forced, and everything must not be sought, all causes have a cause and effect, and all causes and effects also have a cause and effect......

Seeing the phantom shadow under the Bodhi tree, I couldn't help but be a little moved.

"Master ......"

As if after endless years, he exclaimed, and even he himself seemed to have returned to his former youth in an instant.

I saw the monk under the tree twisting the Buddha's fingers, flicking his hand, and said with a smile: "Go, do what you have to do, and leave the rest to them, no matter whether this world is full of holes or prosperity in the future, it has nothing to ......do with you."

"In the hearts of people, a thought is turbid, a thought becomes pure, the moon is bright, the water is clear, ask yourself who you are, what is the blue sky, what is the sky, the beginning of all things, and the end of a vast ......"

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