North of Chang'an, barren mountains.

In front of a small tomb stood a dilapidated stone tablet with no words on it.

Although plain, the area around the tomb was cleaned, and flowers and animal offerings were placed in front of the tomb, both old and new.

Obviously, people often come to pay their respects.

"Xiaolou, I have arranged the things you have entrusted, Chang'an has Lu Shi in charge, you can rest assured. ”

"Mingyue personally supervises it, and she is a hundred people at ease for her husband. ”

"Hee-hee, where are we going next? ”

"Little Peach's hometown. ”

"Don't you say goodbye to them?"

"There is no Mo Xiaolou in the world. ”

"There is no bright moon in the world. ”

The two of them work together,

He bowed three times in front of the wordless monument.

Hop on your horse and disappear into the twilight.

......

Luoyang, Meditation Temple.

It was not yet dark, but it was past dinner time, and it was the season of evening classes for the monks in the temple.

In the Arhat Hall, three of the four Vajra sat around and talked about something, but Bu Bu, as the leader of the Dharma Protector Vajra, sat on the futon a little farther away and did not participate in the discussion.

With excitement on his face, he said:

"Hede, that kid should be damned, it's not good to provoke anyone, it's to provoke Senior Ning. ”

Not greedy but a little absent-minded and depressed. Hearing the words of not being stupid, he first glanced at him angrily before saying:

"As soon as the devil died, the Dao Heart planted the demon Dafa, and the clue was cut off again......"

He was not afraid to say: "I heard that Master Zhenyan intends to train Mo Xiaolou to become the next mountain keeper of Buddhism. This time, when he heard the news of Mo Xiaolou's death, he had gone north overnight, wanting to ask Senior Ning for an explanation. ”

He paused and continued: "Senior Ning is in the Zen courtyard at this time, and I don't know if there will be any trouble because of this. ”

He was puzzled: "Senior Ning is the first person in the world, are you still afraid that the master of mantra will not succeed?"

"I'm afraid not. Amitabha, the poor monk is afraid of harming the pond fish. ”

I didn't really close my eyes and chant the scriptures, but I vaguely heard the three of them say the name of "Mo Xiaolou", opened their eyes and said:

"As soon as Mo Xiaolou died, no one knew that the lord of the fast had ......"

He stopped abruptly and asked the three of them, "Senior Ning and Lord Fanzhai had a secret meeting in the Bronze Hall, do you know what they talked about. ”

The bronze hall mentioned here is the landmark building of the Meditation Temple. The whole hall is wide and deep up to three zhang, up to half zhang, all of which are poured with gold and copper.

"It's still the same thing, but it's not decided yet......

"Senior Brother Likong has never wanted to enter the game, and sat back and watched the opportunity slip away. In this way, I will personally go to my senior brother tomorrow to have a detailed discussion, and the statement is very powerful. ”

Hearing this, Bu Fei's eyes lit up, and then he was a little hesitant: "It's not easy to convince Senior Brother Kong......

He has practiced closed-mouth meditation for many years, and he is already strong-willed and will never be moved by words.

He said angrily: "The world is about to be in chaos, and Emperor Wen has always wanted to destroy the Buddha...... If it continues to be obscure as usual, this temple will definitely be destroyed by the Sui court. Today is different from the past, and we must have a big pattern. I believe that Senior Brother Kong will be able to understand this truth. ”

While these bald monks were talking about their own tricks, outside Luoyang City, Sina followed the mantra straight to the Zen temple.

The mantra seems to be very slow when walking, but in three or two steps, it can walk a few canes away. At first, even Sina was a little embarrassed, but after the words casually spit out of Manyan's mouth, she was able to keep up with him.

After doubting, she couldn't help but feel admiration for the master, and of course, a hint of fear.

"You're scared?"

The mantra in front of him suddenly asked. Although his tone was still as kind as usual, it made Sina's heart tremble, and she spoke:

"I didn't ...... There is no ......"

"Amitabha. All kinds of laws, all kinds of actions, are all appearances. It seems that the donor still hasn't realized. ”

In the minds of everyone, the mantra has always been a high-ranking monk who is compassionate and compassionate. But few people know that before he entered the Shamen, he was a powerful underworld giant.

......

It was getting dark.

The discussion of the Four King Kongs became more and more enthusiastic, and it seemed that the details of what was particularly important were discussed clearly, and only the implementation of the east wind was owed.

"Dang!"

There was a loud bang, and then a novice hurried to the Luohan Hall, and before he could enter the door, he stammered:

"Division...... Teacher...... The door of the temple was demolished......"

"What?"

The four of them hurried to the front yard, and when they arrived, they found that Sora was already here.

Mantra stood outside the door with Sina, and didn't speak, just quietly watched the air.

Inside the door, there is a bronze gate that has been broken into countless pieces, and the original shape is almost invisible.

There were a thousand warrior monks in the temple, and they looked at him in a daze.

No one could have imagined that the person who demolished the door of the Zen monastery was also a monk: these little minions were not qualified to know the master of Shingon.

The mantra walked in slowly, and because of the cultivation of closed-mouth meditation, he couldn't speak, so he stepped forward and said, "Master......"

Master Shingon glanced at him emotionlessly, and the staff shook to the ground.

When—

"Uhh

Don't be angry, the Vajra monk who is the most proficient in the method of the flesh in the meditation monastery was directly knocked away by the waves raised by the vibration of the Zen staff.

The monks exclaimed, the mantra had just stepped over the threshold, and he was really stepping into the territory of the meditation monastery.

A few feet away, he fell to the ground in disgust, and wanted to get up, but his whole body seemed to fall apart, and the pain was incomparable. He didn't understand why Master Shingon was only of high rank and not famous in the martial arts, so he had no power to fight back in front of him......

"Tuk-"

Knocking on the wooden fish in the air, blocking the path of the truth.

Shingon walked up to Sora and looked him in the eye with some coldness.

The next moment, he said something that no one expected.

These words should never come out of the mouth of such an enlightened monk.

There is no sorrow or joy, quiet and peaceful, which is no different from the tone of his previous lecture to the monks:

"I'm looking for Ning Dodge. If you dare to stop me, you will be killed. ”

His empty lips trembled slightly, and he almost broke his mouth to close his mouth.

In the end, he didn't speak.

The mantra passed by him and walked straight to the gate of the bronze hall in front of him.

......

In the bronze hall, Fan Qinghui and Ning Daoqi sat opposite each other.

Because the copper hall is isolated from the true qi and all the qi and machine sympathy, the two of them don't know that the mantra is outside the hall.

Ning Daoqi frowned slightly: "Is the Zhai Lord really sure?"

"If Emperor Wen is healthy, he is naturally not sure......" Fan Qinghui thought for a while and sighed: "He is indeed a rare figure in the world, but it is a pity that he made the same mistake as Wuhou Zhuge in the late Han Dynasty...... I don't expect him to live more than four years. And the crown prince Yang Guang, who is just a talented and talented person, will definitely join us. ”

Ning Daoqi nodded: "This is indeed a good chance." But...... Who will you choose?"

"Li Yuan's second son, what do your predecessors think?"

"Second son...... The Lord of the Fasting is wise. I know how to behave. ”

"There is Lao Ning's senior, Qinghui thank you. ”

Fan Qinghui suddenly stood up and bowed to the end.

Ning Daoqi hurriedly got up and said with a smile: "The two factions of Buddhism and Taoism are connected with the same qi. There is no need for the fasting Lord. ”

Fan Qinghui got up, as if she remembered something, and said puzzledly:

"There's something I can't figure out...... Why don't you just kill that kid. ”

Ning Daoqi smiled: "You can kill him at any time, but if you offend a great grandmaster-level assassin because of this, you can't do it." ”

"Seniors don't need to be sharp, Shi Zhixuan is not qualified enough to make you jealous. ”

Ning Daoqi stroked his beard and laughed, noncommittal.

Fan Qinghui's brows furrowed even tighter. Her scheming is as deep as the sea, and others only need to say a few words in front of her, and she can often judge what she thinks and thinks. But Ning Daoqi seems to be an old naughty boy with no scheming, but he doesn't leak a drop in his words and deeds......

The two were about to discuss some details, when they suddenly heard a "whiner", and the door of the bronze hall opened outward.

The moonlight shone in from the outside, stretching the shadow of the Shingon master holding a Zen staff very long—

......

“

Dog's Day Ning Dodge, the old man wants your life.

After that, the mantra monk's eyes were blood-red, and his Buddha power skyrocketed.

He took out a forty-meter-long Zen staff, flew up and knocked it on the top of Sanzhen's head,

Sanzhen shouted, 'Master and slow', but his figure flashed, and the dust in his hand swept towards the mantra monk.

”

Under the overpass, the storyteller spouts a mouth full of spittle, describing it vividly, as if he had experienced it himself.

No one knows the outcome of the battle between Mantra and Ning Dodge.

I only know that several halls of Jingnian Zen Temple have no domes, and a mountain in the south of Luoyang has turned into barrenness.

from now on

"Longmen crosses the devil and returns to the west sky, and the Buddhism and Taoism of Jingnian Temple compete for male and female",

Become a must-have for storytellers, although there are many versions of the storyteller. But all of them started with Mo Xiaolou's tragic death at the hands of Ning Daoqi.

Since then, the rivers and lakes have become more convinced of Mo Xiaolou's death, and the God of War catalogue that Ning Daoqi seized from Mo Xiaolou has been another bloody storm.