The heavy rain in Juyu City had not yet fallen on the world, but there was already a young swordsman at the city gate, who had a sword hanging from his waist, and after staying at the city gate for a while, he flashed into a tea shed, asked for a bowl of tea, and began to drink it to himself.

The young man came from all the way and looked a little tired, but his eyes were still bright, and after he sat for a while, another person came from a distance, also with a sword hanging from his waist, but compared to this young man, he was much older.

The young man stood up and saluted the man with his fists, and after the man returned the salute, he didn't talk nonsense, and said: "Mr. Chao has already beheaded the Fuyun Zhenren of Yunhuguan, and he is going to the north gate at the moment, saying that this city gate must be guarded for three hours, I have lived for hundreds of years, it is not long, it is not short, even if you die here today, it is not a big deal, but you are still young and have a great future, why are you here?"

The young man is none other than Jianshan Yanle, who is regarded as the most amazing young swordsman in the world except for Wu Shanhe and Li Fuyao, and this trip to the land of Buddhism is really unexpected.

When Yan Le heard this, he just smiled, didn't care at all, and said casually: "If the head of the sect is not going to sit in Jianshan, I am afraid that he will come in person, this time it is a big event, Mr. Chao takes the lead, in fact, the head of the sect is also very relieved, even if it is not done in the end, it is not an unacceptable result, as long as you can go back safely." ”

The old swordsman laughed, "I didn't think about going back when I came, the master of the sect is so old, he has already ascended the Spring and Autumn Period, and it won't be long before he can become a climbing realm, the sword mountain is in the hands of the master, in fact, we are already very relieved, this time Mr. Chao invited to do things, we naturally want to come." ”

Yan Le smiled and didn't say much, just remembered that on the Sword Mountain at this moment, even if Wu Shanhe had broken through the realm and become a Spring and Autumn Swordsman, in fact, there were still some people who were not convinced, and they trusted the climbing swordsman on the mountain more, especially Chao Fengchen, who had a brilliant record in Baiyu Town back then.

Wu Shanhe wants to make Jianshan really obey, it is not a day's work, at least there is still a long way to go.

The old swordsman was sitting precariously, not knowing what he remembered, but his eyes kept looking somewhere, and only after half a quarter of an hour did he come back to his senses and say, "Here it is." ”

Half an hour later, on the side of the city gate, sure enough, two Spring and Autumn monks came, two Spring and Autumn monks, both dressed as scholars, looking like they should be monks under the Confucian sect, as for whether it is or not, in fact, there are two to say.

Yan Le stood up, his sword qi had already reached its peak, but in fact, it was the old swordsman who took the lead in snatching out.

Leave a sentence on the street that the old man goes.

Yan Le raised his eyes to look at the city gate, and then he was silent, and with a swing of his sword, he cut a long ravine in the street, and after a while, no matter who came to see it, he would feel very terrifying.

Yan Le raised his sword and joined the battlefield, never saying a word.

This is just one of the battlegrounds.

At this moment, Xu Yan pushed open the door of a small courtyard.

There were flowers, trees and people in the small courtyard, and Xu Yan stood under the eaves behind the door, looking at the scholar who was standing with his hands in his hands.

The two confronted each other, and neither word spoken.

After a short silence, the scholar sighed with emotion: "This place has been plotting for a hundred years, and you have to enter the game like this, it's really funny, this kind of behavior, what is it if you are not a thief?"

Xu Yan is a rough man, except for practicing swords in his life, he has never read a book, nor has he studied anything else, so for what this scholar said, he just didn't care at all, and the long sword on his waist was slowly rolled out.

Chao Fengchen asked him to come here to kill people, then kill people, it should be right.

Xu Yan didn't know what he had in mind, and before he took out his sword, he suddenly grinned, "Your reasoning is really sour, and you lose your teeth." ”

For what the scholar said, in fact, there is no truth at all, although the school palace and the Daomen have their own needs, but in the end, they all have to have a higher voice in the mountains and rivers, and if they want to have that right to speak, they naturally want to suppress the swordsman's lineage, since this is the case, it doesn't make sense at all.

Moreover, the monks on the mountain are not ordinary people, and there are few people who are reasonable, and even more so at such a time, no one wants to be reasonable.

So when Xu Yan's sword was unsheathed, the scholar also understood, the sword light was born from the small courtyard, and after a while, the small courtyard collapsed, and countless smoke and dust were born.

The scholar stood in the smoke and dust, looking at this side, not saying a word, in fact, even if he wanted to speak, he did not know what to say.

Xu Yan, the great swordsman who ascended the tower, only recognized the sword on his waist, and didn't care about anything else.

It was a battle of life and death.

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The old Confucian stood in the courtyard, looked at the sky, then thought about it and said, "It's about to rain, and the two of you don't hide." ”

It's raining, how to hide.

This sentence was said to the old man and Ye Feixian, Ye Feixian ignored it, but the old man glanced at the sky.

Mr. Sanqiu returned to the old Confucian from under the eaves, sat down and said, "Old man, I have a question, does the old man know the answer?"

The old Confucian stroked his beard and said, "But it's okay to ask. ”

Mr. Sanqiu asked: "Confucianism and Taoism were arranged here more than 100 years ago, although the requirements are temporarily different, but the goal is still the same.

The old Confucian did not rush to answer, but asked, "Do you know who is the best at chess in this world?"

Mr. Sanqiu was stunned for a moment, then thought of a person's name, and said in a low voice: "Yanling Guoshou, Gu Shiyan." ”

The old Confucian shook his head and said: "Their chessboard is just black and white, and the competition is the gain or loss of a game of chess, but those individuals who really know how to play chess use the world as the chessboard, and the falling pieces are fighting for the world." ”

"It was an unprecedented game of chess, and the chess game was naturally played against Qingqiu, this person sat on one side, no matter which one on the other side was going to sit down, he was destined to fight with him. ”

The old Confucian smiled and said, "At this moment, who do you think is qualified to be the opposite of Chao Qingqiu?"

In this way, it is actually shocking, and Mr. Sanqiu was surprised: "Could it be Ye Sheng and Master Zhou?!"

"It's small. ”

Old Confucian sneered: "Chao Qingqiu's big game of chess is naturally against everyone except the swordsman. ”

Chao Qingqiu, that is the strongest person in the whole world, and his pen will not be small.

The old Confucian said: "What is this big chess game, it doesn't mean anything to talk to you now, just say a few things, think about it yourself, the first thing is to open the canopy of the sword in Qingtian City, and then one is that Chao Qingqiu is known to the world that he is going to leave the world, and the last thing is to kill several Canghai in Luoyang City." ”

These three things, no matter which one they are, are very powerful, but not too many people thought that it was just Chao Qingqiu's fall, and the effect achieved by these few chess pieces has already made the world eventful, and it is no longer the same.

"In addition, Chao Qingqiu's fall is elsewhere, it will be scattered too much, you say that this is a bureau that Confucianism and Taoism began to plan more than a hundred years ago, how can it be that he has already fallen a son more than a hundred years ago, and it will end today?"

When the old Confucian said this, he smashed his mouth, as if he said with some regret: "Such a person, if he is a Confucian monk or a Taoist monk, he is only afraid of the situation in the world, and now it is even more complicated, but he has become a swordsman, so it is a pity to work hard to make the situation what it is now." ”

"But even then, it's enough. ”

Mr. Sanqiu's face was already pale, and the old Confucian was involved in the things above the clouds in a few words, and he was a monk in the Spring and Autumn Period, and he wanted to take care of the things above the clouds, but these words were enough to stir people's hearts.

The old Confucian sneered: "Although this game of chess is said to be a secret after Chaoqingqiu, but without the old monk Lingshan said to help him, it is useless." ”

Speaking of this, the old Confucian sighed, "But the old monk said that he was helping him, but in fact he was still helping himself, the Buddhist sect leader, in charge of Lingshan, and the lantern, if it wasn't for the time to let go, who would really want to let go of his hand?"

Mr. Sanqiu's lips trembled and asked, "According to what the old gentleman saw, after the foundation in Juyu City was broken, what else?"

Confucianism and Taoism have been planning for so many years, and it must be more than just Juyu City.

Old Confucian sneered: "You idiot, as long as Juyu City is exposed, it is equivalent to these filthy things being lifted up, no one is a fool, I can't think of some other places after this?"

"Once it's over, the real big thing will happen. ”

The real big thing that the old Confucian said, except for the cloud thing, really can't be anything else.

There is no doubt that saints will come to the clouds.

Mr. Sanqiu's face turned pale and he stopped talking.

The old Confucian picked up the wine bowl that had been drunk cleanly before, and poured it again, after there was really no wine, he smiled and said: "It's still Chao Qingqiu, although he has left the world, but there are still countless back-hands, if the swordsman can't get up yet, it will really waste this guy's hard work." ”

In his words, the old Confucian actually admired Chao Qingqiu, although Chao Qingqiu had left the world, but it was still the case.

The old Confucian sighed: "If you are still alive, it is the most interesting thing in the world." ”

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The North Sea was windy, and a young man set up a boat to go to sea, accompanied by a woman on board.

The boat was bought, and the woman willingly followed him.

Sitting on the deck, the young man who was still happy to be dressed in a white robe held a green bamboo fishing rod, looking at the floating head on the sea, but his mind was not at all whether he could catch a fish here.

The woman was boiling a pot of white porridge in the cabin, and the aroma was overflowing.

It's just that her attention is on the white-robed young man.

Maybe she held it for half an hour, but the woman couldn't hold it back, so she smiled and said, "Where do you seem to be fishing?"

The white-robed young man didn't turn his head, but he had already come back to his senses, looked at the fishing rod in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's not difficult to fish, but it's difficult to catch a big fish." ”

This is the North Sea, home to the largest fish in the world, the Kun.

Many years ago, when he was still an invincible person in this world, he killed a great demon who had achieved the sea, and that demon was a fish.

The white-robed young man looked at the sea and remembered the old incident back then, so he said: "If you were in Beihai back then, you would definitely be so frightened that you couldn't speak." ”

The woman smiled gracefully, "I've heard everything, Mr. Chao, you, at that time were already invincible in the world, and all the saints came to see you kill the big demon." ”

This white-robed young man is Chao Qingqiu.

Chao Qingqiu shook his head and said, "Whether they are here to force me to kill, I will definitely use my sword one day, but."

Whose head the sword fell on, I can't say, in the end, it can only fall on Beiming, I have killed many Canghai, but only for him, it is a little ashamed. ”

Chaoqingqiu is rare like this.

The woman said softly: "Mr. Chao has always said that he wants to be comfortable, but now he is comfortable?"

Chao Qingqiu shook his head and said: "It's really difficult to be at ease with this kind of thing, at least now it's not comfortable, if that little guy can go faster, and the other little guys can catch up, and then we can do a big thing, then it's really comfortable." ”

The woman could hear that the little guy in the words should be Li Fuyao, but for anything else, she really couldn't hear it.

She wanted to say something else, but Chao Qingqiu gestured to her, and then flicked the fishing rod at will, and a big fish that was almost more than a person long was pulled onto the boat by him.

After the big fish got on the boat, Chao Qingqiu said, "Say something else." ”

"I once did something in the Buddha land, originally just casually, but who would have thought that as soon as this time fermented, it became something else, and now many people may be scolding me. ”

Speaking of this, Chao Qingqiu couldn't help laughing.

Many people were scolding him.

That must be Zhao Shengzhi and the like.

The woman didn't speak, but her eyes were gentle.

"But that old monk will definitely thank me, if it weren't for me, he, the lord of the spiritual mountain, would have done it. ”

Although Chao Qingqiu has become what he is now, in his words, this is still a major event in the world, and it is not something that ordinary Canghai monks can have this pattern like him.

The woman glanced at the big fish, thinking that Chao Qingqiu had recovered many realms in a few steps outside Luoyang City before.

Chao Qingqiu threw the fishing rod on the deck casually, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to see that big fish?"

"Huh?" The woman was confused, not knowing what Chao Qingqiu was talking about.

Chao Qingqiu laughed, a sword swept out of the cabin, entered the bottom of the North Sea, and half an hour later, a big fish appeared on the surface of the sea in the distance.

There are clouds in ancient books, "There is a fish in the north of the underworld, its name is Kun, the Kun is so big, I don't know how many thousands of miles it is!"

This is a kun.

The woman opened her mouth wide, and the whole person was speechless, this is a kun, is it so big?

And Chao Qingqiu's gentle expression for the first time.

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Lingshan is the highest mountain in the Buddha land, so standing on the top of the mountain, you can see far, far away, there is a Tibetan scripture building at the top of this mountain, which is similar to the climbing tower of Shenxian Mountain, and there are many scriptures in it.

Zen Zi is standing on the Tibetan scripture building at the moment, he is a Buddha Zen son, and he can even listen to the sage's lectures on weekdays, and it is actually very easy to stand in the Tibetan scripture building and read the scriptures.

It's just that this time it's different from going upstairs to read books on weekdays, he came with someone.

That person's name is Hui Chou, and he is the master of this spiritual mountain, the master of the Buddha land, and the person with the most profound Buddhism in this world.

Standing behind Hui Chou, Zen Zi looked calm, did not appear flustered, and was not excited.

Hui Chou monk casually opened a scripture book, and then said: "Guanlou, do you know what is happening under the mountain now?"

Zenzi folded his hands and replied softly, "I don't know about the building." ”

Hui Chou monk did not sell it, and said bluntly: "At this moment, there are many people killing people under the mountain, and the sound of killing has reached my ears. ”

Zen Zi praised softly, "The ancestor Buddhism is profound, and I don't know when I can come here." ”

Hui Chou monk smiled: "Your qualifications are not much worse than that Dao species, she is now in the Spring and Autumn Period, you are older than her, although they are all in the Spring and Autumn Realm, but you should still be defeated by her, the battle in this world, if you really want to fight between you and her, it can only be placed in the sea." ”

Zenzi smiled and said nothing, this is a good word, if he wants to compete with Ye Shengge, he really has to be in the realm of the sea.

Hui Chou monk continued: "I asked you to go to the Foggy Mountains to participate in meditation before, and after you came back, you never said anything, and I never asked, but today I have to ask you, what have you learned?"

Zenzi said calmly: "The disciple is tempted. ”

Monk Hui Chou asked, "Is it a matter of men and women?"

Zenko nodded calmly.

"Who's that woman?"

"Xue Gong Reading Seed Gu Yuan. ”

Monk Hui Chou turned to look at this disciple who had high hopes from the Buddha Land, and then suddenly smiled, "I think of a story that I will listen to with you." ”

Zenko didn't speak, just listened quietly.

"Before the Buddha's disciple Ananda became a monk, he saw a young girl on the Tao, and since then he has been in love with him. The Buddha asked Ananda, "How much do you like this woman?" Ananda said, "I would like to be incarnated as a stone bridge, and I would like to be blown by the wind for 500 years, the sun for 500 years, and the rain for 500 years, just asking her to pass over the bridge." Buddha: Ananda, you have only passed by, and now you have become a stone bridge, destined to only fight against the wind and rain. You know all this, and you are still willing to suffer from creation only for that encounter. Ananda, how much do you like the woman who passed by the bridge, and made you give up your life and suffer from love?"

Hui Chou said, "Do you know how Ananda did it?"

The Buddha's question to Ananda is recorded in the Buddhist scriptures, but it is not said how the final eminent monk Ananda replied.

Zenzi didn't answer what Ananda did, but said, "Master, if you become a disciple, if you want to come, you have to make a stone bridge, and if there is an afterlife, see if there is anything wrong." ”

Hui Chou Monk sighed and said: "Actually, Ananda is smarter than you, he just accompanied the girl for a lifetime, and only after the girl died, did he return to Lingshan." ”