The disciples scratched their ears and cheeks, thinking about the meaning of the master's words, but after thinking about it, they still couldn't find the subtleties of the master's edict, so they had to look at the master for guidance, but the old monk closed his eyes at the moment and said nothing, and there was no sign of speaking. The disciples only thought that the Master's fugue was too empty at the moment, and it was not easy to disturb the Master, so they glanced at each other one by one, looked at each other, and saw that the Master was still reciting the Sutra with his eyes closed, so they had to follow the Master to recite the obscure scriptures in order to understand the subtleties of the Master's teachings.

After a while, the outside world became more and more noisy, the monks were uncertain, and the original uniform chanting sound was slightly wrong, and even young people looked into the distance to find out. Later, the outside world was full of voices, "What old immortal descends to earth and swears to clear the demons." Many words such as "Heavenly Venerable Compassion, Crossing the World of Dooms" and many other words came into the ears of the monks, and all the monks were so angry that they all opened their eyes and looked at the master, just waiting for the master's instructions to discuss the Dharma with those rude Taoist priests. But the master closed his eyes and pondered, his Zen heart had been settled, and he didn't pay attention to the words in his mouth.

The middle-aged monk at the bottom saw that the master was still silent, and said loudly: "My Buddha is compassionate, but all sentient beings are obsessed and do not understand. Ask Master to go out and guide the maze in order to promote the Dharma. It seems that a great monk like a master will be able to purge the demons and clear the world. ”

The old monk's eyes widened slightly when he heard this, and he glanced at the monk with a little appreciation, and said, "Since the disciple has asked for the Dharma, he has no choice but to interrupt his practice as a teacher. Go out with you to see why these Taoist priests are making noise and disturbing us and other meditation and Buddha. All the monks got up in unison and recited the Dharma horn, and the two young monks opened the door and waited for the Master to drive the Dharma. The old monk's clothes are lightly lifted, and they are jeweled.

The crowd outside was furious, jumping up and down with torches in their hands to get rid of the demons. Hear the sound of the temple door, the door opens, the incense wind gusts, the Buddha's light is faint, and there is a Bodhisattva sitting on the golden platform.

The old monk's eyes were closed, and the monk's robe on his body was dotted with stars, which became brighter and brighter against the backdrop of this firelight. Everyone looked up at the old monk, only to see that the old monk's face was kind, his white hair was slightly fluttering, his ears drooped even more than the Buddha's three points, his eyes were slightly closed, and his face was kind and like a bodhisattva's compassion. Although there is no golden lotus to sit down, under the backdrop of these many Dharma monks, it is like a living Buddha in the world, and the Buddha in the world.

When Li Pengcheng saw the old monk stepping out of the hall, the piety in his eyes became more and more intense. The Taoist priest seemed to be aware of it, coughed lightly, and snorted at the old monk. said: "Master, today the poor road caught the demon, and I want to burn it, if the mage is not stingy, you can come and watch." ”

The old monk didn't hear it, his eyes were closed, but he thought in his heart: Since this Taoist priest came to this Luohu village, the incense in my temple is gradually decreasing, and the daily consumption is also very small. If this old way is cleared of these two "demons", then how will my Buddhism survive in the future, and the monk I am compassionate, but I want to stir him up. The old monk had already made up his mind, and he did not hesitate at the moment, and said: "Dao Chief, since the demon must be eliminated, but today the sky is getting late, and the hour is not auspicious. It's better to fold an auspicious day, wait for the right time, but are planning. The old monk spoke, and the Taoist priest sneered.

This old monk is obviously afraid that I will rob him of his incense, but how can I make him satisfied. The Taoist priest thought about it in his heart, but he didn't allow it. Suddenly, a voice in my heart said: "Immortal Master, the villagers have rested today, if they are burned on the spot, they can show the Immortal Master's Taoism, but the villagers don't believe it if they don't see it." If the villagers are all gathered and then practice the immortal law, it can not only show the immortal master Weiling, but also educate a large number of people. Hearing these words, the Taoist priest suddenly looked at the figure in the dark, his eyes shimmered slightly, as if he was thinking. After pondering for a long time, he said: "The master is reasonable, even if it is my Daomen's great education, but we must wait for the villagers to gather, so that we can open my Daomen's teaching, and the grace of Tianzun's degree." The Taoist priest flicked his sleeve robe slightly, and turned to leave. The disciples carried Li Zhiyu and the others into the Taoist temple and hid them in the night.

"Li Xunli, you came with the poor. As for Li Pengcheng, he will have his own questions tomorrow. The Taoist priest spoke, and everyone retreated.

When the old monk saw that the Taoist priest brought Li Zhiyu and the others into the view, he was really unhappy, but he was helpless. I had to say: "Dao Chief, the old monk has just instructed his disciples to spread the situation of the two of them, so as to promote the Dao Chief's virtue." Wangdao Chang is good to entertain this young man and woman, otherwise my Buddhism has always been compassionate, if the Taoist Chang vainly opens the killing precept, then it is unreasonable to blame the monk. The old monk's words were solemn, King Kong was angry, and he walked into the temple after saying Amitabha.

The Taoist priest did not move when he heard the words, his eyes were slightly cold, and he could not stop. glanced at Li Xunli, and also turned around and walked into the main hall. Li Zhiyu and Zhao Qingrou were half awake and half asleep, only to feel uncomfortable with the bumps, the two opened their eyes and looked at the portraits of the Heavenly Master hanging on the walls around them, fairy holding wine and many other portraits, and they were puzzled, but their bodies were extremely tired, and they fell asleep.

After an hour or two, Li Zhiyu only felt that it was very noisy outside, and the bursts of chanting were like mosquitoes buzzing around his ears, and he was irritable between half awake and half asleep. Li Zhiyu pounced with his hand, I don't know if it was a weak arm or a deliberate move, I don't know if this slap hit the mosquito, but it hit himself in the face firmly.

Li Zhiyu's body was in pain, such a stimulus, but he opened his eyes in a daze, looked around, and looked at it, except for the occasional sporadic fire candle flickering, but there was no other light. Li Zhiyu was puzzled in his heart, and suddenly remembered that Zhao Qingrou didn't know where he was, his heart tightened, he strengthened his strength, started to look around, groped for a moment and touched a smooth place in his hand, Li Zhiyu was overjoyed, and just called Zhao Qingrou softly.

Zhao Qingrou's body was tired, and the oil and rice had not been eaten, and she was extremely hungry in her stomach, so how could she hear Li Zhiyu's words. Li Zhiyu saw that Zhao Qingrou had not woken up for a long time, afraid that Zhao Qingrou had made a mistake, he was frightened in his heart, endured the hunger in his lower abdomen and was tired, took a breath of true qi in his hand, and screamed and banged on the door with all his might.

Li Zhiyu screamed for a while, the fire in his throat was rising, and he only felt a hot pain. The fist slammed weakly against the door, and all that could be heard was a creaking sound.

The Taoist priest who guarded the door was in a hazy sleep, and when he first heard the sound of the rope, he only thought it was a rat activity, so he made this sound and did not pay much attention to it. It's just that the head is lowered, the head is lowered, the bottom is lower, and the cycle goes on and on. But as time passed, the sound was still heard, although it was slightly weakened. The Taoist priest was suspicious in his heart and dressed to see.

The moonlight is faint and the trees are lonely. At the beginning of the wind, there are waves.

Li Zhiyu kept knocking on the door, and at first he could take a deep breath and punch, but as time passed, he had to breathe three or four times before he could barely lift up some strength to beat. With the exhaustion of energy, this sound became weaker and weaker, and from the beginning of the thud there was a sound of dripping water sinking into the river, fine and without lines. The Taoist priest stepped over, and when he saw that the sound of Sisuo around him was already silent, he only thought it was his own delusion, his eyes were soft and hazy, and he smiled: "These two demons are here to cause trouble this time, but I care about what he does." The Taoist priest was about to leave, Li Zhiyu heard the Taoist priest muttering to himself in a trance, only thinking that it was an illusion, but the Taoist priest stepped down, but he heard it in this quiet prison cell, and Li Zhiyu hissed loudly.

The Taoist priest was about to step out, and when he heard this strange scream, the Taoist priest was stunned. Although this roar is lacking in qi and blood is exhausted, there is a sound of grief and indignation in it. The Taoist priest hesitated in his heart, and wanted to open the door to take a look at the two of them, but he was afraid that the two of them would come down to the stars and want to cause trouble here; but if they didn't look at the branches, they couldn't bear this responsibility, and the Taoist priest was embarrassed. After a long time, the Taoist priest's heart was not dusty, so he opened the prison door hesitantly.

The Taoist priest walked into the cell and saw that the room was silent, and the two demons were lying quietly on the ground, breathing weakly, almost imperceptible. The Taoist priest strode over, stretched out his fingers and touched the pulse of the two, the pulse of the two fluctuated slightly, and gradually became peaceful, and the Taoist priest broke out in a cold sweat, only what should I do. The Taoist priest paced left and right, in a dilemma. Afraid of side complications, and afraid of the master's blame, after weighing the pros and cons, the Taoist priest had no choice but to grit his teeth and ask the master.

The Taoist priest strode over, breaking a lot of flower pots and utensils along the way, but he didn't have time to care about anything else, and ran into the majestic hall out of breath.

The Taoist temple is the layout of the three-entry hall, and the central hall is the Zixiao Palace. In the center of the Zixiao Hall is the statue of the Sanqing God. The eyes of the three Heavenly Venerables were full of compassion, and their bodies were filled with divine light. In the middle is the Yuan Shi Tianzun, Tianzun's left hand is empty, and his right hand is empty, symbolizing the "Wuji" when "heaven and earth are not formed, and all things are not born". On the left is Lingbao Tianzun, holding a round "yin-yang mirror" that is half black and half white, with white dots in black and black dots in white, symbolizing the "Tai Chi" that has just been derived from the state of Wuji. On the right is Daode Tianzun, holding a fan painted with a "Yin-Yang Mirror", symbolizing the Yin and Yang "Liangyi" differentiated by Tai Chi. "Dao" is divided into "Hong Yuan", "Mixed Yuan", "Taichu", some Tianzun statues are painted with Yuan Shi Tianzun holding beads, Lingbao Tianzun holding Taiji Tu, Daode Tianzun holding a fan, it is the symbol of the personality and object image of "Hong Yuan", "Mixed Yuan" and "Taichu". The Taoist priest didn't care about disturbing the three Heavenly Venerables, but just walked quickly, and came to the side hall after a while.

The main hall is lit by candlelight, and there are fires all around. An old man in white sits on a futon and meditates and rests. Lao Dao is about sixty or seventy years old, and the head and tail of his clothes are depicting a gossip appearance. The skin is white and tender, just like a real person. The Taoist priest entered the main hall and watched the old Taoist calm and calm, not daring to speak, and then looked at the incense candle in front of the Taoist that was as thick as a baby's arm, and the green smoke was curling, floating for nine days. The Taoist priest was apprehensive and bowed his head and left. Meditating alone, the old man sighed softly, but did not speak. The Taoist priest's footsteps were slight, and he came to the depths after a short time.

There are only three wings in the depths of the side hall, and the middle one is originally dedicated to Taiyi Tianzun. Tianzun is like a statue that does not apply gold powder, does not look at the eyebrows, looks like a big stone from a distance, and only sees some traces when it is close to the prescription. But now that Wen Zhiliang has forcibly occupied the Taoist temple, there are no lamps and candles in front of the statue of Tianzun, nor incense, but why?

It turned out that when Wen Zhiliang occupied the temple by force, he said: There are thousands of hardships in this world, all kinds of suffering, there are fathers and sons parting, there are husbands and wives separated, there are brothers who hate each other, there are kings sitting in the high hall enjoying glory and wealth, there are hundreds of chapters of romantic poems and books in the temple, but these sentient beings are worried about food and clothing, and suffer for their livelihoods. Wen Zhiliang did not worship the statue of Tianzun and did not light the candle of Tianzun, which made this statue of Tianzun who saved suffering for a long time.

The Taoist priest walked to the right hand room in a critical footstep. The Taoist priest was about to break the door and enter, but he heard someone whispering inside, and the Taoist priest hesitated and did not dare to enter. Therefore, he could only stand outside the door and wait for Wen Zhiliang to finish his words before he could say goodbye.

After a while, an old voice said: "Li Xunli, as the saying goes: Etiquette is still exchanged, and both are good." Treat you with courtesy, not only to save your parents from the sea of suffering, but also to light up your congenital obstacles. Isn't it true that the poor Dao has a slight request for you? What's more, my Dao sect has a huge number of secret books, if you read one scripture after another, then you can find a good prescription. But life is short, the years are short, even if you are poor, you can't do it all your life. Lao Dao said this, his tone was slightly vicissitudes, his eyes were full of tiredness, and he was still as sharp and capable as before.

In the room, the lights and candles flickered slightly, and Li Xunli, who was sitting alone, neither said a sound nor spoke, just looked at the red candle that was only half burned, and there were two lights in his eyes.

"Following etiquette, everything in the world has gains and losses, and there are traces of human affection. Your father has been working hard for your mother for more than ten years, and the family wealth has been scattered, but there is no cure. Even if the white-clothed old Dao Zhao Qingfeng is not difficult to treat, if it weren't for the poor Dao feeding her a Soul Returning Pill, then how did your mother turn out, there is no need to say more. What's more, your mother needs to take 12 pills a year to match the number of yin and yang in the season. Wen Zhiliang looked at the young man in front of him with a look of pity. When Li Xunli heard this, he gently clenched his fist and hugged his head silently.

After a short meeting, Li Xunli spoke: "Daoist Wen, I know my destiny and my destiny. Life has its own cloudy and sunny days, and the bright moon has its own round and short. I don't ask for anything else, but how about you let go of that young man and woman? If the Taoist chief has compassion and compassion, and knows the change of warmth and coldness in the world, he is willing to be a pawn of the Taoist chief for the rest of his life. Li Xunli spoke softly and looked at Wen Zhiliang. Wen Zhiliang snorted coldly when he heard this, and was about to speak, when his six senses suddenly felt it, and shouted at the door: "Who is outside?" Wen Zhiliang shouted loudly, his sleeve robe swaying slightly.

The Taoist priest outside the door listened to Wen Zhiliang's angry words, and he was afraid in his heart, and he wanted to leave at this moment, but this Wen Zhiliang has vast powers, and he can know Yin and Yang at the top, and Liutao at the bottom. The Taoist priest hesitated left and right, and he couldn't stop.

Only a squeak was heard, and wisps of light shone through the door, and the Taoist priest was so frightened that his face was as white as earth, and his hands and feet trembled. Wen Zhiliang glanced at the Taoist priest a few times, saw that the Taoist priest was trembling, pondered for a moment, and said, "What's the matter?" The Taoist priest was frightened and couldn't be quiet, so he spoke slightly, and replied: "Uncle Shi, the breath of the two demons caught tonight is weak, and the disciple looks at his face and touches his pulse, which seems to be caused by hunger and weakness. But I don't know... What does Uncle Shi mean?"

"Oh?" Wen Zhiliang pondered for a moment before he spoke: "Since I have the statue of the Heavenly Venerable for Saving Suffering, I should save all the sufferings in the world, how can you still come to tell the poor about such things, but it is not ridiculous?" After Wen Zhiliang finished speaking, he brushed his sleeves away and entered the house again.