The night was stormy, and the monk Wuyuan was alone in the back mountain, silently listening to the pine waves beside his ears.

"Smack", a branch fell to the ground, he withdrew his gaze from the air, looked at the branch on the ground thoughtfully, and I don't know how long it took, like a statue, he gently squatted down, picked up the branch, shook off the leaves on it, held the end of the branch, and pulled out a sharp arc in the air.

When this trick is used, it is out of control.

He is like a swimming dragon, his posture is agile, each move has a smooth and atmospheric majestic beauty, and the light and fluttering branches are like giant blades in his hands, forming an extremely strong sense of oppression around him.

As usual, I went to look for him and saw that he was not in the room, and I thought that he had come to the back mountain again, and as soon as he walked to the place where he was usually in a daze, he saw this scene - the monk's robe was drumming, and the momentum was like a thousand pounds, and Wuben had never seen such a powerful person, and he couldn't help but let out an exclamation!

As soon as the exclamation fell, a strong breath rushed straight to the door in front of him, and he didn't know if it was because the wind was too strong, or if he was too scared, he only felt that he couldn't open his eyes at all, and his face was tingling.

The body was pushed out by that force, and Gomoto sat on the ground with a few drops of sweat dripping from his forehead.

Fortunately, Wuyuan's subordinates showed mercy, otherwise I am afraid that my life will not be guaranteed today.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I won't tell you about this", Wuben saw that Wuyuan turned around, the expression on his face was not clear due to the backlight, and he hurriedly got up and assured, as if he was afraid that Wuyuan would strike again.

Although he entered the door after Gomoto, Gomoto still insisted on calling him senior brother, and Gomoto said that he always felt that he had a respectable momentum.

"You, it's okay", Wu Yuan's voice was still low, but he heard a hint of concern.

"It's okay, it's okay", Gomoto shook his hand eagerly, thought about it and said: "I'm sorry, I was abrupt, when I went to look for you tonight, there was no one in the house, I thought you must have come to the back mountain, so I looked for it, but I didn't expect ......"

Wu Yuan looked at the thin young man in front of him, and at first he didn't know whether he was grateful or resentful for saving himself, but the company during this time made him have some feelings for him, otherwise he wouldn't show his hand in front of him today.

He thought that he could somehow make the people of this land he loved so much happy.

But when he listened to the stories told by Gomoto, was it a natural disaster? It was a man-made disaster! Under the endless oppression of the tyranny of excesses, this tree has begun to rot from the roots.

"Want to learn?"

He asked Gomoto.

Satoru couldn't react a little: "What?"

"If you want to learn these tricks, I will teach you. ”

Wuben was shocked by his words, but his mind was only shaken for a moment, and then he put his hands together: "Senior brother, I have made up my mind to devote myself to the Buddha, devote myself to enlightenment, and no longer learn this." ”

"You also know that in today's world, if a tree falls, its branches and leaves will be affected. This temple seems to be stable, but in fact it is very shaky, if you don't have any skills, I'm afraid you won't be able to protect the Fa in your heart. ”

He still spoke lightly, but patiently persuaded Gomoto.

"Looking at the sun and the moon, life is long. A person's life, a hurried journey, is as short as a cloud, if the day is not safe, how can we refer to the Dharma?"

He knew that Wuben had more Buddha roots than him, and the abbot had no choice but to accept him, but he loved it from the bottom of his heart.