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Later Western scholars of Buddhism compared the Christian Martin Luther with the Japanese Buddhist master Qin Luan, which means that the two of them explained the great compassion, compassion and great wish of the priest (Buddha), and that if the world is guilty (karma), as long as the faith is born, he can be justified by faith and be redeemed (the West Heaven of Bliss). Martin Luther, a Christian reformer hailed as a saint, will not be elaborated on www.biquge.info in this article. And said that Master Qinluan, who worshiped Buddhism at an early age, practiced penance for 20 years, felt that he could not be enlightened and liberated, and then believed in the Buddha, that is, said that Amitabha Buddha has boundless merit of compassion, as long as he believes in goodness, he can be rescued by Amitabha Buddha. There is a redemptive overtone similar to that of a priest helping his people. You are no different from sentient beings, you are contaminated with many karmic obstacles, and you cannot be enlightened and liberated, but if you have faith, you can be cared for by Amitabha Buddha.

Ladies and gentlemen, if you see this, you will think that this is just an opportunistic trick, or that you do not seek to be motivated, then it is not so simple. All sentient beings are suffering, in the earthly world, climbing and entangled, who are saints? Who has never broken the vows? Who has never been infected with all kinds of karma? How many people are able to throw everything away, cut off everything, break all kinds of demons, and eliminate all kinds of karma? Are countless ordinary people reincarnated in the world and cannot be liberated?

The Myoho-renge-kyo says that when the World-Honored One entered the world with a great cause, it means that the World-Honored One wants to benefit all sentient beings, and that the World-Honored One has great compassion. Compassion is to give birth to love and wish, and the so-called great one is to be non-existent, that is, to be inclusive of everything. Compassion is great, and generosity has true compassion. On the positive side, with the sound of Amitabha, one can be reborn in the Western Heavenly Bliss, which is great compassion and transcends all love. Don't say that you have violated the rules and precepts, you are killing people and setting fires, and you are unforgivable, as long as you turn back, be good, and believe, Amitabha Buddha will also tolerate you, have mercy on you, and lead you to the Pure Land of Bliss in the Western Heavens. This is the great compassion of the World-Honored Buddha.

Therefore, Wuxu took Zhang Ruoyue, Zhang Cuilu, Cheng Song, and Zhao Qiuhe, on the sea, in the night, always clasped his palms solemnly, and recited Amitabha Buddha silently in his mouth.

Zhang Ruoyue, who had already sobered up, said with a smile on the side, "Master Wuxu, it seems that I got guidance from Miss Meizi in Xingfu Temple tonight." The treasure is solemn and extraordinary. ”

Wuxu said to Zhang Ruoyue, but in fact to Zhang Cuilu, Cheng Song, and Zhao Qiuhe, "A sound of Amitabha Buddha is the essence of my Pure Land Sect's mantra." All sentient beings are suffering, there are many karmic obstacles, and with a sound of Amitabha, you can be reborn in the Western Heavens of Bliss. Don't we realize the great compassion in this, and don't we make love and vows to dedicate ourselves to all sentient beings. "The so-called dedication to sentient beings in this way means that after enlightenment, we should follow the example of the world-honored Buddha, develop great compassion, and benefit all sentient beings.

Zhang Cuilu, Cheng Song, and Zhao Qiuhe immediately clasped their palms together and recited in unison, "Amitabha." ”

I heard the three of them chanting in unison, and somehow I realized that I suddenly thought of Bi Lanlan, He Xiaohua, and Jiang Dingchun. He took out the broken nine-leaf green lotus lamp and wiped it with his sleeve.

At the moment, it is still late at night. Wuxu and Miko in the lobby of Kofukuji Temple, in front of the statue of the World Honorable, a conversation, listening to Meizi mention Master Qinluan, unswervingly emphasizing that "a sound of Amitabha, you can be reborn in the West Heaven Bliss", I can't help but recall my previous life about the Japanese Pure Land Shinshu know, suddenly have an understanding, mixed with joy and sorrow, tears like rain. Then, with Zhang Ruoyue and others, they immediately left and flew westward, at this moment, only about an hour apart.

Wuxu stared at the Buddha lamp, while reciting Amitabha Buddha silently, while slowly injecting spiritual power Buddha breath into the lamp. The Buddha lamp was lit up immediately, and Wuxu vaguely saw the faces of Bi Lanlan, He Xiaohua, and Jiang Dingchun, emerging in the sesame big light.

The waves are surging, the wind is whistling, the night is boundless, Wuxu is holding the nine-leaf green lotus lamp shining with the light of the Buddha in one hand, holding the palm of the hand in the chest, chanting Amitabha Buddha in the air, slowly in front, flying to the west. Heaven and earth are gone, and neither is the Pure Land of Bliss in the Western Heavens.

"Master Wuxu, didn't you insist on going deep into the hinterland of Dongying Fusang before, why were you in a hurry to return overnight?" In the boundless darkness, a little Buddha light, Zhang Ruoyue seemed to be a little unaccustomed. She is practicing the moon condensation technique, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and the lack of the moon is also a realm.

"Amitabha, the heart has an understanding, and it is worth the trip. Wuxu didn't stop chanting this time, but also transmitted the sound to Zhang Ruoyue with his divine sense.

"Oh, sure enough, the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Master Wuxu, I got an understanding from Miss Miko. Zhang Ruoyue smiled again, "In that case, why don't you go to Miss Meizi's incense temple to pay homage?

Zhang Ruoyue vaguely guessed something, so she said so, but I'm afraid that her last ridiculous words are the point.

"Amitabha, 'There are several moments of dust in the dust, and there are difficult Buddhas in one moment, and one by one the Buddhas are in the assembly, and I see Heng Yan Bodhi. "Enlightenment replied, "Good knowledge everywhere, it is difficult to think about the Buddha at a moment's notice." I have already realized that I smoke Buddha incense everywhere. If the Moon Fairy didn't want to go east before, why should I go east again? "At first, Zhang Ruoyue didn't want to go to Dongying Fusang, she always wanted to go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace. Wuxu's words were in response to Zhang Ruoyue's first question.

After a while, Wuxu said again, "Fate gathers and fate disperses." If there is fate, we will naturally see each other in the future. But it was in response to Zhang Ruoyue's second question. Zhang Ruoyue has never said what the body of yin and void is, but it seems that she is very attentive to Meizi, and Wuxu took this opportunity to resolutely turn back to the west, and there is also a faint intention to stop it.

Zhang Ruoyue Bingxue is smart, how could she not notice it, and immediately smiled meaningfully, but she was no longer entangled, her eyes flowed, looking at the waves under her feet,

"Before, I had always heard the master talk about the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. Last night, I heard Long Zhen faintly mention some things about the master in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. For example, Nanon is drunk. ”

She is very clear that it is better for Nong to be drunk, not for a dragon.

Wuxu couldn't help but think of that day, in the mansion of Ao Feng, the ninth prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, while enjoying the hundreds of rounds of dancing and drinking, the dragon was drunk, and he was about to answer slowly. Ahead, a light flashed, a dull roar sounded, and the aura also stirred.

Wuxu and the others stopped, and their senses probed. There was a naval battle ahead!

Under the divine sense of Wuxu and others, one side gradually became demonic, and many demon cultivators flew out of the water from the boat, and there were some Terran monks, mixed in with them, and they were unaware of the demons. On the other side, they are all Terran monks, pure Buddha breath, Taoist mysteries, Confucian righteousness, and they are impressively empty. On both sides, there are real monks, each of whom leads their own monks, facing each other in the air.

The dull roar emanating from the ships on both sides, ordinary cannonballs, or throwing stones, were attached to the monk's formation prohibition. The originally inferior gunpowder erupted from the muzzles of the rows of guns, radiating an incomparably brilliant color in the night sky, and even the smell of gunpowder had a strange fragrance. Countless swords and arrows, like rainstorm pear blossom needles, hit each other. Depending on its size, a boulder that could crush a ship to its side was blown into the sky like a soap bubble, and then, like an extraterrestrial meteorite, dragged long sparks in the night sky, like a missile in later generations.

"In front, it's the Qinglian real person and the Qingtian real person of Ying Tianfu?!" a feminine voice shouted in the night sky, rolling up a thousand waves.

"Ao Crazy! Cultivation is rampant! Dongying Fusang is originally a subject state of my descendants of Yan and Huang, and you are waiting for wanton conquest and plunder, is it tolerable or unbearable?!" Liu Bowen, still wearing a Confucian shirt, replied in a deep voice.

"Fart!" a demon cultivator scolded sharply, "The East China Sea Dragon Palace helps the Divine Palace to calm down the civil strife, and together they will fight in Fusang." This fleet is the fleet of Dongying Fusang, which communicates with Hangzhou Prefecture on the mainland and trades with each other. Ying Tianfu looked at it with red eyes. But I didn't expect you to really become a pirate!"

Having said that, there is no need to say more.

Wuxu, Zhang Ruoyue, and Zhang Cuilu and others saw Guo Min, Liu Bowen, with a group of monks, and some East China Sea demon cultivators led by Ao Mad from a distance, and launched a melee in the air ahead.

The so-called gods fight, and mortals suffer. Countless magic weapons, emitting countless bright lights, collided with each other, and most of them bombarded the ships on both sides at sea. These tall ships, although they used a lot of rare materials in the world and laid down a lot of formation prohibitions, they were difficult to resist after all. Swirling in the sea, it began to slowly shake and tilt, smoke and fire.

Guo Min's swordsmanship is becoming more and more powerful. As a personal disciple of Haoran True Monarch, she is holding nine jade swords at this moment, and green lotuses appear in the illusion, without a trace of human fireworks, ethereal in the night sky. Liu Bowen was like a magician, several talismans flew out of his sleeves, turning into golden armor wrestlers, turning into a rain of bullets and arrows, turning into twinkling stars, and roaring towards the fleet of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

That Ao Madness, a mouthful of cold demonic qi erupted, ten golden claws, towards the vast sea below, countless demon beasts, flying out of countless water droplets, it was difficult to distinguish the real from the false, and flew towards Guo Min and Liu Bowen. The demon cultivator who had just "farted" opened his mouth threw out a strange magic weapon, which grew with the wind, turning into countless scarlet tentacles in the air, extending and wriggling, flying towards Guo Min and Liu Bowen.

They fought in the sky, and the fleets of both sides bombarded each other and approached each other, and in a few moments they were only a stone's throw away. I saw many small boats quietly sailing out from Ying Tianfu's side. These small boats, about seven or eight meters long and no more than two or three meters wide, have a high bow and stern, and the whole hull is a faint dark gold, not like wood. In the light mask, on the sampan, the black-armored soldiers standing straight are close together, one by one, pressing the waist knife in their left hand, holding a flying claw in their right hand, and staring ahead. From a distance, it looks like a shrimp cricket.

It's just that the shrimp crickets that sail out densely swim very fast, like sharp arrows sticking to the surface of the water. And not long after these boats flew out, a dark blue light mask rose in the sky, and the wind could not enter, and the waves could not enter. In an instant, the dark sea was blue, and it spread rapidly towards the opposite side.

Immediately afterwards, on the warship led by Ying Tianfu, three pillars of red and blue signal light shot into the sky. I saw that on the small boats that surrounded the merchant ships of the East Sea Demon Cultivator, all the black-armored soldiers twisted their waists and raised their hands in unison. Suddenly, the sea shook, and the blue light also waved. Flying claws, the sharp hooks in front reflected a little cold white light, and dragged a long iron chain behind, drawing one after another metallic arcs in the air.

Those glorious light shield enchantments supported by demon magic quickly revealed countless cracks under the violent impact of hundreds of flying claws, and then with a bang, they were completely shattered, and countless strong winds formed invisible whirlpools in the air.

"How dare you do this!?" Ao Maia, who was fighting with Guo Min, saw the scene below, and couldn't help but roar angrily, and dense bloodshot appeared on his fair face. In the past, the merchant ships cultivated by the East China Sea Demons, relying on the strong foundation of the East China Sea, whether it was the forbidden formation blessed on it or the monk guards equipped, they were enough to compete with Ying Tianfu's warships. Moreover, the coastal area, including the line from Zhenjiang to Songhu in the lower reaches of the Yangtze River, is all under the control of the East China Sea Demon Clan. Ying Tianfu's navy is basically only cramped in the middle and upper reaches of the Yangtze River. But this time, Ying Tianfu's sailors not only suddenly appeared on the surface of the East China Sea, but also carried so many small boats, and the sergeants on the small boats were equipped with flying claws that they didn't know how to refine, and they actually broke the defensive light shield of the East China Sea Demon Clan's merchant ships in one fell swoop.

This breaks a delicate balance or tacit understanding. In the past, the two sides were at war, monks against monks, and soldiers against soldiers, although there was confusion in the middle, but basically it was not too much. The outcome of a battle is first divided among the monks, and then whether to use the crowd tactics of ordinary soldiers and some spells to fight against the victorious monks. But this time, the heavenly monks have not yet decided the victory or defeat, and the ship battle on the sea seems to be about to be decided.

The cold waves splashed on the sea, and the sound of killing shook the sky, and nearly 10,000 Ying Tianfu black-armored soldiers immediately jumped up from the blue light. Those flying claws had firmly pierced or hooked a certain part of the hull, and the soldiers in black armor were extremely heavy, hundreds of them, pulling the flying claws with one hand, and wielding the cold light with the other, and flew towards the big ship. At the same time, those warships of Ying Tianfu launched a fierce long-range attack. Therefore, by the time those black-armored soldiers flew down, the main body of the merchant ship of the East Sea Demon Clan had already been shattered, most of them collapsed, and smoke and flames.

But I saw that countless broken wine jars overflowed with intoxicating wine, flowing to the surface of the sea and turning into waves, and countless fine rouge powders and countless pearl shells, with all kinds of peculiar fragrances, turned into powder, and flew like dust in the air. Those Dongying Fusang warriors, red-eyed, under the leadership of some lowly demon cultivators, holding slender Tang swords, shouted wah, and the black-armored soldiers who kept flying down the ship, fought to the death, but they were cut down into the sea one after another.

Wu Xuan had been in the Ying Tianfu army, and when he saw this, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Why are these black armor soldiers so strong? ”

Suddenly, Ao Madness in the air, with a long roar, turned into a dragon and flew downward. At the same time, the sea below was churning, and dozens of water columns, carrying countless blood, slowly rose, exuding a monstrous murderous aura. At the same time, the rest of the demon cultivators, under the leadership of another real demon cultivator, all flew back.

Guo Min and Liu Bowen hurriedly ordered their subordinates to return to defend the warship, and then both chased after Na Ao. But I saw that the dozens of huge water columns began to emit a dark red demonic mist, which not only shrouded more than ten merchant ships in the East China Sea, but also covered up the extremely fast Ao madness without a trace. Guo Min and Liu Bowen, without any hesitation, each shouted violently, and raised the sword in his hand, like two white rainbows that instantly penetrated into the demon mist.

"This Eastern Sea Demon Dragon, who has cultivated a powerful technique, implies the aura of the netherworld, and at this moment, he is using blood as a guide to cast a powerful killing array, to refine the souls of all the black-armored soldiers, and to bury the more than ten merchant ships. Zhang Ruoyue said in a low voice.

"The Dead Water. Wuxu replied in a low voice. Back then, the East Sea Demon Cultivator appeared in the world, and Wu Xuan was on their ship, and learned from Ao Qing that this person's cultivation was the Underworld Water Decision, and then he fought with this person.

"You're not going to help?" asked Zhang Ruoyue.

Wu Xuan hesitated for a moment, shook his head, and just asked to himself, "I don't know where this is, why hasn't the help of the East Sea Demon Cultivator appeared yet?"

"I waited for this time to turn back to the west, still from Nagasaki to the Dongying Fusang Islands, and then flew more than a thousand miles, sensing the movement, and flew all the way north for hundreds of miles, I am afraid that this is not far from the country of Goryeo. Zhang Ruoyue thought for a while and replied.

Goryeo?。。。。。 , Wuxu shook his head, feeling that his imagination was too suspicious. Zhang Ruoyue, who was on the side, also thought of a similar question, and also shook her head and said nothing.

Ahead, Guo Min and Liu Bowen joined forces to enter the battle, and they were fighting with the Ao madness who showed his original form. The waves were constantly rising and falling unusually fast, and the dozens of huge water columns were sometimes rising high and sometimes sinking. Two white rays of righteousness flew in all directions in the thickening dark red demon mist. Wherever it passed, there were many black-armored soldiers, who flew out of the demon mist and fell into the sea, not knowing whether they were alive or dead. Fortunately, the warship on Ying Tianfu's side quickly sailed over and surrounded the outside of the array of water columns, and most of the black-armored soldiers who flew out later were connected to the warship. However, those retreating demon cultivators, under the leadership of another real demon cultivator, also flew over, using all kinds of means, towards the black-armored soldiers who were rescued from the demon mist, towards the warship, and killed the killers. Those Ying Tianfu monks who stood in the sky and guarded the warship were in a hurry for a while, and they couldn't take care of both ends.

Such a cruel and bloody melee scene, I couldn't help frowning deeply when I saw it. What did Zhu Yuanzhang, Guo Min, and Liu Bowen think? Getting things to this point, I am afraid that after tonight, the two armies will fight, and if there is no previous tacit understanding, high-ranking monks will be able to wantonly torture and kill ordinary soldiers. In this way, even if the whole world is unified in the future, will this world be the kingdom of secular people or the world of high-ranking monks?

It was also between the thought of Wuxu that this melee came to an end. Hearing a long dragon roar from the no-brained Ao Man, the warships of Ying Tianfu and the guardian monks above them all flew towards the north, and those Eastern Sea Demon Cultivators flew towards the east one after another. After a few breaths, Guo Min and Liu Bowen both flew out, the long dragon chant was still echoing in the sea and air, and the dozens of huge water columns, with that dark red demon mist, sank rapidly, sinking lower and lower, and finally sank into the depths of the sea, revealing a bottomless whirlpool on the sea surface, and the surrounding sea water all rushed to this whirlpool. Countless struggling fish, shrimp and water beasts all silently turned into a piece of blood and water the moment they fell in.

This kind of anomaly lasted for ten breaths before it gradually disappeared.

In this naval battle, Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue secretly estimated it on the side. More than ten merchant ships of the East China Sea Demon Clan, about 10,000 people, countless goods and treasures, except for the demon cultivators who can fly above the third layer of mortal dust, all of them are buried here; In addition to the previous deaths, it is estimated that there are more than 8,000 people, and nearly 10,000 black armor elites have almost lost everything. If we consider the consequences of this, it will not be worth the loss at all.

Wuxu and Zhang Ruoyue, with Zhang Cuilu, Cheng Song, and Zhao Qiuhe, slowly flew forward.

Boundless evil anger and resentment, in the cold water, in the black air, secretly accumulated. Countless fish, shrimp and other water beasts that were swept into this sea area restlessly jumped out of the water, swaying with a hideous expression, and then fell back into the sea, mad and attacked each other.

"Master Wuxu, why did you order us not to go to help?" Zhang Cuilu, standing on the cloud behind Wuxu, asked in a low voice.

Wu Xuan turned around with a heavy heart and replied, "Ying Tianfu's move, although I can't understand it for the time being, it must have its intentions. They provoked such a killing and robbery tonight, and it must be bloody. When and how many mortal people can you and I save in a few places?"

Zhang Cuilu was about to say more, but Wuxu stretched out his hand and waved it gently, "I know what you want to say." Do you want to say that if you can save one person, you can save one person?" Seeing Zhang Cuilu nodded, she clasped her palms together, "The World Venerable is merciful and compassionate, and purifies all sentient beings." But it also requires a chance. If the opportunity has not yet come, and you save him today, his karma is still with him, and he still has karma to retribution. Why? The cycle of cause and effect, the continuity of karma, as long as it is still in this world, it is inevitable. “

"In this case, how can a sound of Amitabha Buddha be able to reincarnate in the Western Heavenly Bliss?" Zhang Cuilu, inexplicably sad, seemed to be in front of him still the cruel and bloody killing scene of Fang Cai.

"With a sound of Amitabha, you can be reborn in the Western Heavens of Bliss, and you must also have a letter and a wish. Wuxu replied slowly, "If you don't believe it, if you don't want to, the opportunity has not come." “

"Amitabha, all Buddhas and Bodhisattvas, great compassion, boundless merit, vast supernatural powers, such as good doctors, sentient beings have diseases, first give symptomatic decoction to cure them, wait for the medicine to get rid of the disease, and then talk about the truth, it seems that it is not too late. Zhang Cuilu said hesitantly.

This answer has already touched on extremely subtleties. Wu said with a smile, but only from one side, "The so-called good doctor is that all living beings know that they are good doctors, and they are called good doctors. If someone does not know that he is a good doctor, he does not call him a good doctor, and if he comes to him with bitter medicine, he will be suspicious and fearful, and he will be resentful. Speaking of this, Wuxu gestured to Zhang Cuilu with his eyes to calm down, and continued, "In the past, I used to forcibly pour bitter medicine into the mouth of the patient, and the patient was cured, but he did not thank me, but he was disgusted, saying that I was tyrannical, saying that I was using the medicine to test it, or that I was forcibly pouring medicine to save his life today, can he use this reason to conspire and trick him in the future, or said that he had already refused, and you forcibly gave grace, what is your intention? All these are difficult to describe. All these things are because of force. “

Zhang Cuilu clasped her palms together and said, "Disciples have no generosity, so how can there be any obstacles?"

Wuxu stared at Zhang Cuilu, and after a moment, he nodded, but no longer answered. Just stretched out his finger and pointed to the fish, shrimp and water beasts in the sea water that were contaminated with murderous vitality, and said to Cheng Song, as well as Zhao Qiuhe, "The murderous anger here is very heavy, and the fish and shrimp have also been implicated in the past. Then together with Zhang Cuilu and the three of them, they joined their palms and recited.

The sound of Amitabha, the slightest murderous resentment dissipated, and the fish and shrimp in the water gradually calmed down and settled down.

"Master, these fish and shrimp just nodded at me in the water, does it mean that they have a wish?" Zhang Cuilu looked at the fish and shrimp swimming in the water, and couldn't help but ask Wuxu with great joy.

Wu Xuan smiled, "If you want to know if they have faith and wishes, you can feel them without revealing your friends." "Wulu is the name given by Shi Hai to Zhang Cuilu, and Wu Xuan called it by this name.

Zhang Cuilu immediately closed her eyes and silently sensed it. After a while, he suddenly raised his head and said to Wuxu and the others in surprise, "These fish and shrimp seem to be really reciting Amitabha Buddha." “

Zhang Ruoyue, who had never found a stubble, smiled, "The palace also sensed the fluctuation of the divine consciousness of the silent recitation of Amitabha Buddha, but it was not these fish and shrimp, but the remnants of some dead black armor soldiers. “

When Cheng Song and Zhao Qiuhe heard this, they asked in a trembling voice at Wuxu, "Senior Brother Wuxu, this is most likely my White Lotus Sect disciple. “

"Amitabha!" Wu Xuan chanted, and the Dharma Realm Dojo was raised, ingesting the faint fluctuation of divine consciousness. Cheng Song, Zhao Qiuhe, and Zhang Cuilu immediately recited together.

In the Dharma Realm Dojo, Wuxu sat in the Daxiong Treasure Hall of Tianyuan Temple, chanting Amitabha Buddha more than once. A trace of golden light flickered, and the faint divine consciousness fluctuation that was ingested suddenly turned into a happy face, and he smiled gratefully at Wuxu, and then disappeared with the golden light.

Wu Xuan then took Zhang Cuilu, Cheng Song, and Zhao Qiuhe into the Tianyuan Temple of the Dharma Realm Dojo, took out the nine-leaf green lotus lamp, and placed it among the four people.

"Amitabha. The disciple is incompetent and cannot make the consciousness of the three fellow practitioners detach themselves from the wick of the Buddha lamp and reproduce their own style. "Enlightened and solemnly clasped his palms, facing the void," we only wish to recite Amitabha Buddha, and only with this merit can we dedicate to the three fellow practitioners and fellow practitioners, so that they can leave the Buddha lamp and be reborn. Amitabha. “

This is the first time to realize the void, after the extinction of the Dharma realm, the heart, the letter, the vow, the recitation of the Amitabha Buddha, and the return of this merit to others, Bi Lanlan, He Xiaohua, Jiang Dingchun.

That's right

With a recitation, he went west, and the boundless merit was inconceivable.

I want to be silent and contemplative, and I want to seek the Buddha again.

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