Xia Wei punched it out, and didn't forget to shout "return my master's life" to strengthen his momentum. Wei Qimu had no room for maneuver, so he simply closed his eyes and died. When Wei Zhishu heard this shout, he was shocked in his heart, and shouted urgently: "Wei Qimu!" Although he was in a hurry, he couldn't surpass Zhong Lixiu's soft sword after all. Although Zhong Lixiu's hands were not slow, there were also waves in his heart.

Seeing that Xia Wei's punch was about to smash on Wei Qimu's body, at this moment, Xia Wei suddenly felt that the sky was darkening instantly. Then a long, vicissitudes of life voice resounded in the bottom of my heart: "Heaven does not give birth to Zhongni, and eternity is like a long night." So, Xia Wei's fist returned before it arrived, and it rested on his chest again. Wei Qimu escaped death, opened his eyes, and saw that there were flowers and tears in front of him.

It turned out that after the flowers splashed tears down the mountain, I heard a master going up the mountain on the road. He didn't want Luo to die in the hands of others, nor did he want Wei Qimu to die, so he went and returned, which happened to save Wei Qimu.

Wei Qimu wanted to speak and stopped. Hua Splash said with tears: "In the past, you made a shot for me, and today I will pay you back." His voice was very indifferent. Wei Qimu heard that there was a determination to never meet again, and a sadness that the two did not owe each other. He didn't know why Hua Splash Tears had ruined his eyes, and he didn't know why he fought Luo Sheng.

Although Xia Wei entered the long night of flowers and tears, he was shocked but not confused. He immediately used the tantric secret technique "Cicada Reading" to fight against it. So, in the vast night, a crisp and loud cicada chirp sounded. The cicadas are singing very deafeningly, as if they want to break out of the night.

Xia Wei and Hua Splash Tears fought with each other on the side, and they were on the same page for a while. Wei Zhi's death was unspeakably miserable, and it was gradually difficult to handle. He deliberately laughed: "What kind of sword are you, why are you so powerful!"

Zhong Lixiu didn't speak, only scratched a piece of his shirt and replied. Wei Zhisheng was shocked by this sword and broke out in a cold sweat, but he forced a smile and said, "Why do you like to take off people's clothes?" - naturally in exchange for Zhong Lixiu's fierce sword.

"Why did you kill Wei Qimu, who did he kill you?" Wei Zhishu asked a few questions, only in exchange for Zhong Lixiu's soft sword, which stabbed faster and faster, and cut four or five cuts on his clothes in a row, including two bloody traces. When Wei Zhi was helpless, he suddenly caught a glimpse of Su Ya covered in heavy snow on the side, and shouted: "That official-clothed man is about to die, and you still don't save people!"

Zhong Lixiu's hand paused slightly, and it was the same as before. Compared with Wei Qimu, she naturally didn't care much about Su Ya's life and death. Seeing that Zhong Lixiu was indifferent, Wei Zhi shouted to the side: "Monk Wuna, don't you Buddhist disciples pay attention to 'compassion', why not only do you not save when you see death, but you want to kill people!"

Xia Wei heard this in the long night, but his heart was shocked. He studied under the cicada, and originally he was not entangled in good and evil, nor did he care about right and wrong, but since the master of the line of masters fell into the dream and the relics of the ancestors entered the abdomen, the power of the Buddha nature in his heart has increased greatly. In addition to improving his martial arts, this Buddha power also made him feel a lot of Buddha's great compassion and mental power. This sentence entered the ear, and the Buddhist mind that pressed on the bottom of my heart was as if it was alive, cascading and undulating, slapping the whole body, it was really vast and boundless, and it was difficult to look up.

Xia Wei couldn't help but say in his heart, "If you don't save yourself when you see death, your karma will be difficult to eliminate, but I am afraid that in the future, the Buddha's foundation will collapse and fall into the devil's path......" Although Xia Wei thought like this, he still hadn't made up his mind. He did not want to ruin the path of cultivating Buddhism because of this small section, nor did he want to miss the opportunity for revenge. Xia Weizheng was entangled, and suddenly felt that the relics in his body began to move slowly, driving the Buddha power in his heart to disperse into his limbs. Between the rotation of this relic, he seemed to hear a high monk preaching the Dharma in the clouds, which penetrated people's hearts.

Infected by this Buddha power, Xia Wei's Buddha power in his body at this moment is infinite. His eyes were full of compassion, and his face was gentle and compassionate. Then the Buddha is prosperous, and the heaven and earth are bright. At this time, the wind and snow have stopped, and the day is beginning to appear!

Xia Wei sighed lightly, then resolutely on his face, and immediately wiped out his tears and forcibly escaped from the long night. He jumped to the Su Cliff not far away, helped him up, and did not guard against the sneak attack of flowers and tears, and began to heal his wounds and drive away the cold.

Naturally, Hua Splash Tears will not sneak attack Xia Wei, but cover "Like a Long Night" to Zhong Lixiu. Zhong Lixiu was about to take down Wei Zhi's death, and suddenly felt that the sky was getting dark. She forced herself to compose, her body retreated sharply, her wrists trembled sharply, and a sudden accumulation of blue light surrounded her body.

Wei Zhi saw that Zhong Lixiu was dragged by flowers and tears, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly carried Wei Qimu and fled down the mountain. Wei Zhi panicked and chose the road, carrying Wei Qimu all the way south.

Wei Qimu's body was weak, and he suddenly asked, "Why did you save me again?"

Wei Zhisheng said dissatisfiedly: "Which rare to save you, it's not that Xuan Zhenzi has commanded......"

At the mention of Xuan Zhenzi, Wei Qimu became confused again. Wei Qimu originally guessed that the "Xuan Zhenzi" in Wei Zhi's mouth was Jian Jiangyue's predecessor, but the palm technique he performed was not like a hundred peerless schools, but rather like Taoist martial arts. If the "Xuan Zhenzi" in Wei Zhi's mouth is really Zhang Zhihe Daochang, then he has lived until now, wouldn't he have reached the realm of a half-immortal body?

The snow on the ground was slightly slippery, and the two staggered for a long time, and there was no one along the way. It wasn't until dusk that a bell was heard. Wei Qimu had already fainted, and Wei Zhisheng looked up, but when he saw the sunset, a piece of pavilion pines and cypresses were reflected red, and where the mountain gate was located, it was a temple.

There is a maple forest planted outside the temple, and its leaves are slightly yellow, and a lot of them have been blown off by the wind. The maple leaves are covered with falling snow, which is yellow and white, and has a unique style. Wei Zhi had no time to enjoy the scenery after the snow, and ran towards the temple, only to see a blue background gold letter on the door of the temple, with three big characters written on it: Hanshan Temple.

This Hanshan Temple was originally called "Miaoli Puming Pagoda Courtyard", only because the high monk Hanshanzi of this dynasty had lived here, so the name of the temple was changed to "Hanshan Temple". The three words "Hanshan Temple" on this card are from the hand of the Zen master Xi Qian, the handwriting is not limited to the mundane, frank and straightforward, and the Buddha's meaning is fully revealed.

Wei Zhisheng was a Taoist disciple, and he had no reverence for the Buddha, so he simply kicked open the temple door, crossed the threshold, and bumped into a monk. The monk stood upright, as if he was waiting for the two of them, and when he saw the two of them breaking in, he was not angry, but pronounced a Buddha name, and then said, "If it is Lord Wei, come with me." Wei Qimu faintly heard the monk's voice in a coma, which was very familiar.

When Wei Qimu woke up, he found himself lying in a meditation room. The Zen room is very simple, with only a thin quilt bed, a thin bean lamp, and a simple and unpretentious atmosphere. In front of the bed sat a monk in a gray robe.

When the monk saw Wei Qimu wake up, he said together: "Master Wei, you and I have met again." ”

Wei Qimu rubbed his sleepy eyes, but saw that this monk was only about forty years old, and there were no Buddha beads on his palm, his appearance was unworldly, and he was a little angry. He looked at it a few times before he recognized that this monk was actually the master Guan Xiu he had met in Yicheng Temple.

Wei Qimu couldn't help asking, "Why did the master come to Suzhou too?"

Guan Xiu said: "Poor monks travel all over the world, and this Hanshan Temple naturally can't fall. ”

Only then did Wei Qimu know that he was in Hanshan Temple. The initial name of Hanshan Temple was not obvious, since Zhang Ji said "Hanshan Temple outside the city of Gusu, the bell rang to the passenger ship in the middle of the night", the fame began to be famous.

Guan Xiu said again: "The poor monk should have left here a long time ago, but I heard that Master Wei Shi had a demonic nature and killed people in Suzhou, so he stayed for a few more days. ”

When Wei Qimu heard this, he couldn't help but remember that when he was about to go down the mountain, the master had instructed himself: "If you walk the rivers and lakes in the future, don't kill wantonly, and leave no way back." Although this sentence has been separated for nearly two years, Wei Qimu still remembers it word for word. It's just that he didn't think so at the beginning, and he didn't want to be said by the master at all—could it be that the master had already calculated that I would not be able to do what I have today?

Wei Qimu remembered that Master Guan Xiu had said to him in Yicheng Temple, "Bodhisattvas fear causes, and sentient beings fear results." This sentence once stifled his murderous intent on the battlefield of Jin Ge Iron Horse, but he didn't want him to be murderous in the end.

Thinking of this, Wei Qimu couldn't help but feel a little ashamed in his heart, and asked, "The master knows that I will come to this Hanshan Temple?"

Guan Xiu smiled lightly: "It must be you and I who have a good fate." ”

Seeing that his injuries were getting lighter and there was no danger of life or death, Wei Qimu knew that it was Master Guan Xiu who saved him, and hesitated: "Master knows that I am addicted to murder, why do you want to save me." ”

Guan Xiu said: "Is there a conflict between your killing and my rescue?"

Wei Qimu said: "You saved me, aren't you afraid that I will kill people again?"

Guan Xiu shook his head: "Pudu sentient beings are supreme merits, and there should be no distinction between good and bad, right and wrong. Saving people is just a thought in the bottom of my heart, so why should we care about saving people and before saving people? What's more, Wei Shi's main karma has been repaid, cause and effect have been planted, and there must be great merits in the future. ”

Wei Qimu didn't understand Buddhism, but Master Guanxiu's words calmed him down, and he sighed unconsciously: "Master Buddha's nature is monstrous, and it is difficult for ordinary people of my generation to reach it." ”

When the two were talking, Guan Xiu suddenly sighed: "What should come will come after all." ”

Wei Qimu was upset and asked, "What's wrong, master?" As soon as the words fell, a figure jumped into the meditation room.

The person who came was dressed in black and hung down with a curtain and hat, it was Zhong Lixiu. Although Wei Qimu's injuries were not fatal, he did not have the strength to fight, and Wei Zhizhi did not know where he went...... When he was thinking about how to get out, Guan Xiu had already gotten up and stopped Zhong Lixiu intentionally or unintentionally.

Guan Xiu announced the Buddha horn again and asked, "I don't know what happened to this benefactor who broke into Hanshan Temple at night?"

Zhong Lixiu was straightforward: "Come and kill this person." As he spoke, he stretched out a hand and pointed to Wei Qimu on the bed.

Guan Xiu sighed: "The pure land of Buddhism is not allowed to kill. What's more, when is the time for retribution. ”

Zhong Lixiu frowned and said, "The master wants to stop me?"

Guan Xiu said: "It's not the poor monk who stops you, but the Buddha who stops you." If you kill people in Buddhism, where will the Buddha respond?"

Zhong Lixiu said: "Wei Qimu indiscriminately kills innocents, the crime is extremely evil, is there no good and evil in the eyes of the Buddha?"

Guan Xiu said: "In the past, the Buddha cut meat and fed eagles, but he divided good and evil?"

Zhong Lixiu didn't know much about Buddhist stories, but he felt that this monk was too pedantic, so he simply shook off the green on his wrist, and bent his sword like a string moon, bypassing Guan Xiu and stabbing at Wei Qimu. It's just that this sword didn't stab Wei Qimu, but pierced into Master Guanxiu's chest.

Wei Qimu exclaimed: "Master!"

Zhong Lixiu was also extremely surprised, she naturally had no intention of killing this monk: "The master did not hesitate to die for such a person?"

Guan Xiu held the soft sword in one hand, a smile appeared on his face, and replied: "Even if you want to kill a worm and ant, the poor monk will block this sword." ”

Zhong Lixiu was puzzled: "This is the so-called equality of all beings in Buddhism?"

Guan Xiu's eyes were clear and peaceful: "All beings are equal." ”

Wei Qimu knew that Master Guan Xiu had martial arts, but he also had great compassion. He could neither kill nor stop fighting, so he could only choose to take the sword - to replace it with his body - presumably, this is the story of the Buddha cutting meat and feeding eagles.

At this moment, Wei Zhiyu suddenly broke in. He didn't have time to care about the life and death of Master Guan Xiu, so he picked up Wei Qimu on the bed and ran. Wei Zhi's death was extremely fast, and he had left Hanshan Temple in a blink of an eye. Wei Qimu couldn't move on his back, and barely looked back, only to catch a glimpse of a dilapidated broken tower in the moonlight, collapsed in the temple.

The broken pagoda is the Puming Pagoda that was destroyed during the "Huichang Destruction of Buddha". It's just that although the pagoda has fallen, the compassion of Buddhism is still there. In the moonlight, the Puming Broken Tower seemed to be erected again, shining brightly.