Chapter 138: The Old Friends Meet and the End of the Song Disperses

Fu Yan suddenly raised his eyes and looked over, only then did he notice the two majestic figures walking with Gu Jing, one was wearing a gold brocade robe on a white background, wearing a gold crown, and his well-defined face was full of smiles.

He strode over, his temperament was noble and calm, with a kind of encompassing bearing and confidence in his chest, and his powerful aura suddenly shocked the whole scene.

Looking at the familiar figure and smiling face, Fu Yan grew his mouth and stammered, "Brother Mu, Brother Mu?"

Mu Yidao smiled and said loudly: "Brother Fu, it seems that you still remember my eldest brother!

Fu Yan suddenly came back to his senses and said in surprise: "Of course I am satisfied! Thank you, thank you, big brother!"

Mu Yidao strode closer, spread his hands, and immediately gave Fu Yan a hug, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Okay! It seems that your martial arts have improved a lot, and you are already a top young powerhouse!"

Fu Yan felt his enthusiasm, and he was also infinitely emotional, he and he just met in Pingshui at the beginning, and they were just brothers for the time being. Later, he helped in Luo's house, and then sent "Purple Void Neijing", and now he brought Gu Jing to himself, so kind, he should be worthy of the word big brother.

Fu Remnant was a little excited, and said: "Thank you to the eldest brother for giving him the Inner Strength Method, otherwise Fu Remnant would have died two years ago." ”

"Oh?" Mu Yidao frowned, "What happened back then? You broke into the Lonely Mountain for two years and didn't come out, and I once thought you were not alive." You don't know how happy I was when you appeared in Liuyun Town!"

Fu Yan sighed: "It's a long story. ”

Mu Yidao laughed and said: "It's okay, it's not easy to get together, when you drink and talk at night!"

Gu Jing grinned and said, "Godfather!"

Mu Yidao suddenly shrank his head and said, "Xiao Qin'er, this name can't be called, it's messed up, don't listen to your empty uncle's nonsense!"

Uncle Kong's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked behind him, only to see Kong Chuhe standing there quietly, dressed in a moon-white robe, his long hair fluttering, and his placket slightly open, revealing his strong chest.

As it was two years ago, it is still as light as a daisy, as stable as Mount Tai, and faintly exudes a rough domineering.

His eyes are still deep, like a sea of stars, as if all the joys and sorrows of the world are floating.

Fu Yan nodded slightly at him and greeted him.

As if he hadn't seen it, Kongchuhe's figure suddenly floated, and the whole person was scattered with the wind.

Fu Yan turned his head suddenly, his pupils suddenly constricted, and at some point, Kong Chuhe was already standing in the center of the square.

He looked at the trapped demon chain in his hand, a pair of eyes narrowed slightly, and two transparent invisible internal forces suddenly shot out from his pupils!

There was no sound, no air explosion, no whimpering, and the invisible internal force was so fast that it couldn't react without realizing it, and it slammed into the trapped demon chain.

Hearing an earth-shattering sound, the trapped demon chain automatically flew into the sky, emitting thick black smoke, and the powerful momentum suddenly overwhelming.

"It's a god. Kong Chu He's faint voice spread all around, his figure didn't move, he didn't even raise his hand, and a powerful internal force was already wrapped towards the trapped demon chain.

The eyes of the subordinates of the shattered empty buildings around them were full of admiration, as if they were amazed by the strength of the Kongchu River, and they seemed to have the excitement of seeing the owner of the building.

"Amitabha!" Buwu hurriedly called out the Buddha's name, and the Buddha's light surged all over his body, wanting to control the trapped demon chain to break free from this invisible internal force.

It's just that no matter how hard he moves, he can't break free, the slender chains keep making sonorous sounds, and the sky seems to have a chariot driving by.

Buwu hurriedly said: "Uncle Qingjie, if you don't show up again, the Hanging Mi Temple will be over." ”

"Amitabha!" An old Buddha's horn resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the two figures suddenly jumped from the top of the Futu Pagoda and landed steadily on the square.

Qingjie looked at the unenlightened and sighed slowly: "Amitabha, unenlightened master and nephew, let me ask you, what are the ten precepts?"

Buwu put his hands together, bowed his head and said: "One is not to kill, two is not to steal, three is not adultery, four is not lying, five is not double-tongued, six is not evil, seven is not gossip, eight is not greedy, nine is not hateful, and ten is not stupid." ”

Qingjie sighed: "You have broken the vow!"

Buwu hurriedly said: "Uncle, my nephew has always been compassionate and strictly abides by the precepts, how can you say that you have violated the precepts?"

Qingjie said slowly: "Mistakenly believing the rumors of the reincarnation of the Bodhisattva is for foolishness, sending masters to plunder is for greed, removing those who know is for killing, wanting to burn a woman is for evil, sacrificing the chains of trapped demons and wanting to kill people is for evil, and for those who destroy the temple, it is for hatred." If you don't understand, do you know what is wrong?"

"Amitabha!" suddenly sounded the horns of the monks and Buddhas, and for a while, it resounded throughout the entire Hanging Temple.

Buwu trembled, his face turned pale, he slowly knelt down, and said loudly: "Uncle Qingjie, my nephew is also forced to do so! The drastic changes in the rivers and lakes are already about to sweep the big faction, and it is difficult for me to stay out of the Hanging Mi Temple." If a Bodhisattva comes, making my Hanging Mi Temple become the orthodoxy of the imperial court, I should be spared from great calamity!"

Fu Yan sighed deeply, beckoned to Gu Jing, and when she came over, he touched her little head and hugged her tightly in his arms.

After listening to the words that he didn't understand, he deeply felt the powerlessness of being a Jianghu person under the general trend of the rivers and lakes. There is nothing right and wrong, good and evil.

In his own opinion, it is a great sin to take Gu Jing away without enlightenment.

In Buwu's view, as the abbot, before the drastic changes in the rivers and lakes spread to the Hanging Temple, find a way out for the Hanging Temple.

It's just that he obviously took the wrong path, and it is not a big evil.

Under the sweep of this general trend of rivers and lakes, no one is immune, and people can't even grasp it.

Gu Jing giggled in Fu Yan's arms, it is estimated that only she can keep such a smiling face all the time!

"Amitabha!" Qingjie said slowly: "The so-called drastic change is that the rivers and lakes are destined to have this catastrophe, and you and I are monks, concentrating on cultivating Buddha is the right way." Now that the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion has been destroyed, West Tallinn has been hit hard, and the Hanging Mi Temple has suffered a catastrophe, this is also fate, don't understand, let it go!"

Buwu slowly lowered his head, and the whole person seemed to have lost his strength, and he collapsed on the ground and cried bitterly.

"Amitabha!" Thousands of monks slowly sighed the Buddha's name.

Hou Xubai and Sikong Lanyue stood on the roof of the Discipline Academy, looking at the Futu Pagoda Square from afar, and couldn't help but shake their heads.

Sikong Lanyue smiled: "It seems that the matter is perfectly solved." ”

Hou Xubai spread his hands and said, "I'm busy in vain." ”

Jiangnan Gongzi said: "Don't blow it up?"

Hou Xubai smiled: "The matter is over, of course I won't blow it up, it's a pity that I bought a truckload of explosives for 30,000 taels of silver!"

He Huanyu glanced at each other with Sikong Lanyue and the others, and hurriedly shrank his head, this surnamed Hou is really too insidious, so try not to offend him in the future.

Buwu slowly stood up, took off his robe, and sighed: "The old man has been cultivating Buddha for many years, but he still can't see through the red world, and he really has no shame to wear the abbot's robe anymore." I beg my uncle, let me meditate on the wall facing the Futu Pagoda to atone for my sins. ”

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha!"

The Buddha horns were constantly around, Qingjie slowly picked up the robe, and suddenly said to Qingge: "This abbot's robe should be worn by you." ”

Qingge frowned and shook his head, and said, "The master said that I am not red and dusty, and I can't be a monk." ”

Kongchuhe, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said: "The surging tide will destroy the rivers and lakes, and after that, all the people will be killed." The meaning of Xinhui Shenni saying that you are not in the red dust is to let you step into the red dust and use the compassion of the Buddha to purify all sentient beings. ”

"However, I haven't shaved yet, and I'm just a woman......"

Qingjie glanced at Fu Yan and the others, and said slowly: "You have a pure heart, and you are born with a Buddha body, you are a disciple of Buddhism at any time, and it doesn't matter whether you shave or not." ”

Qingge frowned, and after being silent for a long time, he said slowly: "Senior brother, you mean, I will be the abbot, and then lead the monks to fight against this countercurrent?"

Qingjie shook his head slowly, and said: "It's not a confrontation, but it's all up to your mind, what you want to do, take them to do it, everything is my Buddha's will." ”

Kong Chuhe slowly lowered his head and said, "Master Qingjie is worthy of a generation of high monks, and Kong admires it." ”

Qingge nodded as if she didn't understand, took the robe into her hand, and draped it back, and the big red and gold silk robe suddenly wrapped her slender body.

The beautiful Qingge, wearing an abbot's robe at the moment, carrying a demon-slaying Zen staff, green silk fluttering, and a temperament that has never appeared on her before.

Indescribable, unclear, beautiful, formal, and majestic.

Thinking that she had become the abbot master of the Hanging Mi Temple, Fu Yan's heart was pounding, and he was suddenly inexplicably excited.

Mu Yidao looked at Fu Yan with a smile on his face, and said, "Brother Fu, what are you thinking?"

Fu Yan came back to his senses, his old face turned red inexplicably, he coughed dryly, and said, "It's nothing, it's nothing." ”

Gu Jing hugged Fu Remnant's arm and said with a smile: "Brother Fu definitely didn't think of anything good!"

Fu Remnant said in a deep voice with a straight face: "What are you talking about!"

Gu Jing was not frightened, but the more he laughed, the happier he became, since Wushan Town, the two had never spoken so happily.

"Amitabha!"

"Amitabha, see Abbot. ”

The thousands of disciples around him clasped their hands together and saluted, shouting that shook the sky, and there was no excitement on Qingge's face, only infinite confusion.

Kong Chuhe glanced at the surrounding disciples and said, "Let's all leave! ”

"Yes!

Leng Yanhan, Gu Quan and the others clasped their fists and roared, their figures flashed again and again, and suddenly disappeared in the Hanging Mi Temple.

Fu Yan didn't expect that a big war would end in this way.

The Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the Hanging Mi Temple, the West Tallinn were destroyed, and countless disciples and several grandmasters and monks died, even the abbot master was not spared, and the Kuzen Futu Pagoda.

It's cheaper Qingge's girl, she is the first female abbot since the establishment of the Hanging Mi Temple, and the youngest abbot. If this news is to get out, I am afraid that the whole rivers and lakes will be boiling.

King Chujiang of Qishi Mansion was killed by the first killer of the Yin Evil, Dust, and it can be said that he suffered a heavy loss, and in other words, he turned out to be the biggest winner.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan's mouth was almost laughing to the back of his neck.

He touched Xiao Gu Jing's head, but his eyes couldn't help but look at Qingge.

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