However, Master Hengzhi found that among the disciples of the surrounding monastery, those with strong internal strength were barely able to stand firm, or retreated more than a dozen steps and dodged, while those with poor internal strength were injured by the whirlwind mixed with extremely yin energy like a knife, and their bodies were covered in blood, and as the whirlwind devoured them little by little, they let out a high-pitched and tragic cry.

Master Hengzhi looked around again, and saw that the masonry under his feet had been lifted, and the yellow sand and weeds swirled in the air with the whirlwind, and the smell of blood was everywhere.

After hesitating repeatedly, in order to save those injured disciples, Heng Zhi had no choice but to break his agreement with Gu Lianshuang, and used all his internal strength to strike a golden sword palm at Gu Lianshuang.

A palm wind glowing with a faint golden light shot out, like a huge golden knife, splitting the whirlwind formed by Gu Lianshuang's qi in half.

As a roar of wind sounded, a cold wind spread out in all directions, and many disciples of the monastery were blown to the walls, trees, or fell a long distance by the wind.

And Gu Lianshuang, who was heavily supported by the palm wind, half-knelt on Lin, gritted her teeth and looked at Hengzhi, and after scolding "despicable", she fainted on Lin.

"Amitabha!" said Master Hengzhi, his face ashamed. Although it was true that he broke his promise, he also had to do it as a last resort. Even if he didn't make this palm, Gu Lianshuang couldn't break the golden body in the end.

"Senior brother, what should we do with this female demon?" Heng Du, Heng Zhi's junior brother, walked up to Heng Zhi and asked.

"Let's lock her up first!" Heng Zhi said.

After Hengdu and several disciples carried Gu Lianshuang away, Master Hengxin, who had been misled by Ye Fei to go to the Western Monastery, arrived with a group of people.

Seeing that Heng Zhi was there, he didn't need to ask much, he guessed what had just happened. It's just that looking at the messy scene around him, he couldn't help but sigh that Gu Lianshuang's strength was beyond his imagination.

After holding a few words with Heng, Hengxin went back and found Ye Fei.

"Donor, I've kept you waiting. Hengxin said as he walked up to Ye Fei.

"What about Gu Lianshuang?"

"Senior Brother Hengzhi personally came forward, and the Gu donor had already been injured and was temporarily locked up in the Siguo Hall. Heng Xin said.

Hearing this, Ye Fei's face sank, thinking that Heng Zhi had actually hurt Gu Lianshuang, and he would definitely ask Heng Zhi for return one day, wouldn't it be a matter of defeating Heng Zhi again.

Subsequently, Hengxin took Ye Fei to the Daxiong Treasure Palace, and Ye Fei donated two taels of sesame oil money in the name of repaying his wishes. Originally, he planned to donate a hundred taels of silver, but because Hengzhi injured Gu Lianshuang, he held a grudge.

If someone hadn't been there, maybe he would have stolen all the silver from the merit box, which could be regarded as a bad breath.

Seeing that Ye Fei donated silver, Hengxin was grateful. In his eyes, donating more and donating less is secondary, and having a Buddha in his heart is the key.

Out of the Daxiong Treasure Hall, Ye Fei pretended to be confused and said: "Master, just now I saw a senior father, who looks like a thief with rat eyes, a slanted mouth and eyes, his appearance is not good, and he is wearing a red robe, who is that person?"

"Uh," Hengxin was embarrassed, "shouldn't the benefactor be the abbot?"

"It turns out that he is the abbot of your monastic monastery, no wonder. ”

Hearing that there was something in Ye Fei's words, Hengxin was a little displeased and said, "Donor, what do you mean by this?"

Ye Fei laughed twice, and then relayed the conversation with the abbot of the monk's academy just now like Hengxin.

Hengxin listened and asked, "What does the donor mean, does he think that the Hidden Sect should not protect Mo Zai's nephew?"

"Does the master believe that wine and meat have passed through the intestines of the Buddha in his letter?" Ye Fei asked rhetorically.

"I believe it," Hengxin nodded, "the Buddha purifies all sentient beings, not only monks, sentient beings have the Buddha in their hearts, why not? Yesterday before parting, the donor asked the poor monk about putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the ground, and the poor monk thought that if he put down the butcher's knife, he could also become a monk, and as for whether he could become a Buddha in the future, he had to look at the future creation. ”

So, whoever is willing to take refuge in Buddhism, the Shade sect usually doesn't refuse. Of course, before Mo Zai's master and nephew entered the Buddha's door, he did not know his background. It's just that according to the observation of the poor monk in the past ten years, Mo Zai's nephew has been concentrating on practicing Buddhism and has never made a mistake. The so-called sentient beings should not only be good people, and in the humble opinion of poor monks, the Buddha did not want to live only good people. Hengxin spoke earnestly and authentically.

"But it's not fair!" Ye Fei shook his head, "There is a person who is good, but later he is disappointed because he has done a bad thing; ”

"Donor, what happened to you, the poor monk has experienced it once before. ”

Subsequently, Hengxin remembered a past incident more than ten years ago: every year the monastery would send the remaining sesame oil money to the mountain people under the mountain; one year because of the locust plague, the sesame oil money of the monastery that year was not enough for their own use, and they had to go down the mountain to make fate.

At that time, it was because of this incident that he was reprimanded by the mountain people at the bottom of the mountain. On the contrary, there was a bully who sent food to the mountain people with kindness, so he was applauded by the mountain people.

After hearing this, Ye Fei asked, "Then did you still send sesame oil money to the mountain people later?"

"Send it," Hengxin smiled, "as long as we have surplus money and food in our hands, we will use it to help others, and that bully, in the second year of the neighborhood, on the grounds of repaying the kindness, robbed the people's daughters, and later sent a few disciples down the mountain to beat the bully away." ”

"So, donor, being a good person is a lifelong thing. The reason why everyone is willing to see the wicked follow the good is because everyone knows that it is not easy to be a good person, so they are willing to encourage them. And how can a person who really has good thoughts lose his kindness because of one thing?"

"The master has to be reasonable, and he has been taught in Xia," Ye Fei said with a smile, "It's just that there is no such consciousness as the master in Xia, and he only seeks the word fairness in Xia! Kill people to pay for their lives, repay debts, and pass through the righteousness of the land! If you get a fair scale, there will be no Buddha and immortals." ”

"If Ye Shaoxia comes like this, then Gu Shizhu has also killed a lot of people. ”

"So in the future, there will be her enemies who will seek revenge against her, which is very fair. ”

"In this way, when is the time for retribution? Hengxin shook his head and sighed, "Donor, you are a little angry. ”

"Who told the Buddha not to nap when he should have taken a nap, but he did when he shouldn't. Ye Fei borrowed the abbot's words.

Hengxin was speechless for a moment, and then couldn't help but smile.

"The abbot just took a nap from the Buddha, and he was not afraid of the Buddha getting angry!" Hengxin quipped.