In the next few days, Xuanqing Temple returned to its former calm, with morning bells and dusk drums, and everything was as usual.

Master Lichen moved out of the Rakshasa Hall, but he lived directly in the scripture building not far away, and rarely came out, most of the time in the scripture building with scriptures in his hand to study the Dharma.

When he actually walked out of this scripture building again, the world was already different, but it was many years later.

Master Ran arranged the things behind him, and he had no worries in his heart, and faced the statue of the Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall alone, and was silent for a long time.

On the side of the huge Buddha, in addition to the Bodhisattva Arhat, there is also a clay statue, which looks ragged and quite ascetic.

The dervish sat on a lotus platform with a compassionate expression, looking very different from the other statues.

After the master only bowed to the Buddha and the Bodhisattvas a little, he faced the clay ascetic, stared at it for a long time, and finally said slowly: "The master is above, and I know that I will see you in the future for a long time, the years have passed, and the world has changed like a sea of vicissitudes, who would have thought that even the little monk who served under the feet of the ancestor has become a hundred-year-old person, and today...... Maybe it's also the last time for Ran to kneel in front of his ancestor......"

"Maybe a hundred years later, no one in this world will know that at the end of such a small village, on a small mountain, there will be a quiet temple, and this temple will be in the same vein as the famous Wuliang Valley today, and no one will be willing to mention your story Wuliang Gu again, but I know that the master has a Zen heart in his heart, otherwise he would not have achieved the Great Dao of Nirvana when he was dying......"

"I think it is also the first person in the Buddhist sect in a hundred years, and I want to sit in front of the ancestor, but who knows that the people who show the calamity in the Yellow Spring have arrived in the temple, although I know that the sea of suffering is boundless, but I look at the young man Although there are thousands of knots, but he is not like a person who kills, for the young man, for the livelihood of the people, and he is willing to use this hundred years of body to resolve the anger in his heart, even if he still can't change the reincarnation calamity, I also hope to leave it in the temple, not to be the person who has gone through the calamity!"

The statue is naturally speechless, just looking at everything in front of him with compassion, there is no other sound in the hall except for the old and loud voice, and the incense that gradually burns out in front of the Buddha is scattered and the body turns into green smoke and floats in the hall.

Ran slowly stood up, shook the monk's robe, the wrinkles on his face were like deep traces left by the changes in the world after thousands of years, everything back then is still vivid at this moment, everyone has been young, everyone will grow old in the years.

I hope that the boy can live up to this heart, and I hope that the knot in his heart has not become a dead knot.

Then, without thinking about it anymore, he walked out of the hall step by step with vigorous steps.

At this time, a tall and thin figure came out from the back of the main hall, holding a very young monk in his hand.

These two people are naturally Juexin and Shifang, the disciples of Master Ran, and they watched the master slowly leave, and Juexin couldn't help but feel angry in his heart.

Shifang blinked his bright eyes, looked at the master's back for a while, and then raised his head to look at the senior brother, although he was young, he could also sense the emotions in the senior brother's heart that had not been calm for a long time at this moment.

"Senior brother, what's going on?" he asked crisply.

Juexin realized that his uncontrollable messy emotions were actually seen by the young junior brother, he knew the little junior brother's feelings for the master, and he was even more reluctant to tell him the heaviness of the adult world, so he just shook his head and smiled: "It's okay, I just suddenly feel that the master is old and doesn't know that we are still here."

How long can we be together, I am very reluctant in my heart!"

Shifang took Senior Brother's hand, laughed out loud, and said, "Senior Brother, you are guilty of infatuation, Master doesn't always say that people in the world suffer because of love and attachment, we monks should let go of the obsession in our hearts......

Juexin listened to the junior brother learn from the master's appearance and said the truth one by one, he couldn't help but laugh dumbly, but soon fell into contemplation, he didn't expect this three-year-old junior brother to be so good, even he may not be able to completely let go of the obsession in his heart, but Shifang was clear in his heart, and he was already beyond himself in comprehending Zen.

"Amitabha, senior brother really shouldn't be like this...... Juexin twisted the Buddha beads in his hand and sighed.

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The wind blows tactfully, the moon shines on the earth, and the silver light is ten thousand ways.

Luo Bei sat in the cave closed by the large array, just below that small hole, and the moonlight shone down, shining on his face.

Luo Bei closed his eyes, trying to make his heart more peaceful, but in fact, as time went by, the irritability in his heart increased day by day.

He gradually frowned, clenched his fists, but after learning the hardness of the stone wall, he did not touch the stone with his flesh fist again.

For a few days, no one had ever come here, not even the old voice, and every day when it was time to eat, the little monk Shifang came and brought him a flood of water and food.

Luo Bei felt very wonderful, Shifang walked like that, put down his things, and effortlessly walked out of the cave full of stone walls, and the stone walls were still intact.

It seems that this large array only works for him, and everyone else can come and go as they please.

Naturally, he didn't embarrass the ten parties, let alone treat the little monk as a hostage to blackmail the person who set up this big array, in his opinion, maybe it was the old monk who had never met but had already had a conversation.

At this time, the moonlight shone on his face, and even if he closed his eyes, he could feel the wind blowing outside the cave and the bright moonlight, which was so comfortable and flawless.

But he didn't have the heart to appreciate it, because he could only see the outside world through the palm-sized hole, like a frog at the bottom of a well.

Just as he was getting irritable, the old, loud voice reappeared.

"Teenage ......"

"Do you know why you're trapped in a cave while the three-year-old Shifang is free to come and go?"

Luo Bei immediately opened his eyes, he also seemed to know that it was impossible to see the person who spoke, but he was inevitably interested in this question.

"Why?" he asked.

The voice seemed to smile, and the voice was calm, like an elder who had seen the vicissitudes of the world.

"Because your heart is too heavy at the moment, so you can't be calm, and the anger in your body that shouldn't belong to you, this is a thing that is unique even if you search the world, and although Shifang is only three years old, his heart is clear, there are no distracting thoughts, and there is no heavy anger that you have rare in this world, so the formation has no hindrance to him......"

Luo Bei frowned, he knew that what the old monk said was not false, even if some things had been uncertain, but he had been prepared in his heart, and now that the old monk's soothing words were spoken, he naturally had no room to escape.

"Then I want to leave here, what should I do?" Although I know everything as it is, I always have to find a way to get out, Luo Bei couldn't help but ask.

The old monk probably knew that Luo Bei would ask such a question, so he said in a harmonious voice: "Young man, you are a flawless year

Ji, but the old monk saw that the things buried deep in your heart are so deep, I guess the things you have experienced over the years can be said to be far beyond the knowledge of ordinary people and the weight that can be beared, and the sorrow again and again, the desolation is depressed in your heart, even if you don't know it yourself, but these things are condensed even if they are more wonderful than you, they may not be able to withstand it, not to mention that you are just a teenager who has just entered the world?"

"Is there anything in your heart that you have never been able to unravel? Tell the old monk that only by untying the knot in your heart can you get rid of the anger, and everything may be easily solved!"

The old monk really had insight into the world, but he didn't expect that his few words were like seeing through Luobei's heart, and he really didn't even understand many things.

Luo Bei took a deep breath, he wanted to try to calm himself down, but the raging fire in his heart seemed to tell him that he must burn this world together and use the world to bury the sorrow in his heart.

In fact, for him, he has never really thought about this problem.

Sadness, desolation, the good, evil and black and white of the world, when did they begin to gradually devour the innocence of a teenager?

Luo Bei raised his head, facing the white light of the moonlight, as if he had returned to the small village a few years ago in an instant.

Every evening, when he sat in the courtyard and looked at the bright moon in the sky, a longing for the wonderful world outside always rose in his heart, and at that time he was just a naïve teenager, yearning for the freedom of the outside world under the control of his strict father.

Later, he met the nameless old man and felt the old man's profound knowledge and peace with the world, but he didn't know that from that time on, he was involved in a great whirlpool, and since then he has been destined to no longer have an ordinary life.

Then he had a master again, and he had a half-sister, and life on the mountain was a little boring, but in the rest of his life, it was a rare peaceful time, because in the most ordinary days, the master died in battle, and Sister Xiaochan finally died at the hands of others.

In the crisis, the doctor gave him a ray of light, but who knew that behind that face full of kindness was a pair of hands stained with blood, at that time he deeply realized for the first time that there is not only a good side in the world, but also another side called evil, and the real evil is often buried deep in people's hearts.

On the battlefield, Yang Zaixing, when the white horse cold spear rushed into his gaze, not only the three thousand prisoners, but even Luo Bei felt a strange light, tearing a gap in the darkness of the troubled times, allowing the sunlight outside to shine in.

However, Yang Zaixing died, died in the chaos of arrows, and his death actually had a great relationship with Mu Xinrui, who was saved by him, but it seems that he can't completely blame the woman who is lonely in her heart and carries the safety of her whole family.

More than 20,000 people died in the Thirteen Mountains, littered with corpses, which made people shudder.

This is the reality, the cruel reality of this teenager unconsciously pushed him step by step into the abyss, making him struggle in his heart and not see the light.

So, he gradually accepted the mysterious power from his body, intentionally or unintentionally, in his confusion, which was the power of revenge, and the power that wanted to destroy everything in the world.

"The troubled times are red and dusty, and the people in the world are inevitable, you all told me that there should be a sunshine in my heart, but where does the sunlight come from, and can it shine into the heart that has been carved with a lot of hurt, can you tell me?" Luo Bei's heart was like the ebb and flow of the tide of the sea, with resentment towards the world, asked sadly.

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