The night opened, the clouds in the sky were a black donkey skin, the moon was a core candle, the black donkey skin was hidden in front of the core candle, and a big shadow covered the sky, and darkness came.

Two dim lights flickered gently in the darkness, and they were two lanterns hanging in front of the Black Spirit Temple, and two young monks stood in the dim light , This is the land of the end of the west, they are the disciples of Bodhi Valley stationed here, in the dim light, the expressions on their faces are extremely weird, their eyes bulge outward, like the eyes of a goldfish, the two blood flowing from the corners of their eyes dried up into black-red blood scabs, the black-red blood scabs followed the open arc of their mouths all the way to their chins, their heads tilted back at a strange angle, they were motionless, because they were already dead, more than two people died, and the disciples of Bodhi Valley stationed in the Black Spirit Temple were all dead.

The faint moonlight shone on the Black Spirit Temple, and a man was looking up at the sky, where there was only a crescent moon and black clouds.

"Black clouds are going to obscure the sky, starting tonight. ”

The person who looks up at the sky is the great mage with the rod, the great mage with the rod is clear, is the senior brother of the Bodhi Valley valley lord Zen Ran, because he often holds the nine-ring Zen staff, so the Xuan family has many respects to call the monk the great master with the rod, the previous generation of the Bodhi Valley lord has said, the beam of the pine and cypress, the fragrance of the sandalwood of Zen Ran!

The monk held the nine-ring Zen staff and came to the holy place of the Black Spirit Temple, there are many pagodas in the pagoda, and the relics left behind by the monks who have attained the Tao are placed in the pagoda.

"Amitabha. ”

"The staff-wielding archmage has been guarding the Prajna Domain, and I don't know what happened when I came to the Black Spirit Temple today?"

"There can be a decree of the lord of the valley. ”

There is a tower in the pagoda but it is different, this tower is called the Prison Tower, there are three chains at the top of the tower, and the other end of the chain is locked with three old monks sitting cross-legged, these three old monks are blind, one is deaf, one is mute, their appearance is carved out of a mold, they are triplets with the same heart.

The one who spoke was the deaf old monk who was the elder of the Black Spirit Temple.

"Amitabha. ”

After reciting a Buddha name, the monk said, "The seal of the Prajna Domain has been broken, and the valley lord has specially ordered me to come and transfer the black spirit bone body to the Bodhi Valley. ”

"Amitabha, the rod-wielding archmage has such a murderous aura, is he trying to attack me, an old and blind man?"

The old monk who spoke was none other than the blind Elder of the Ring.

"I heard that the elder of the Black Spirit Temple is good at stargazing, so I came here to ask for advice or two, and I hope that the elder will give me some guidance. ”

"May I ask if after tonight, there is still a way of righteousness in this world......"

Elder Jieyan frowned slightly, then shook the chain in his hand, and then the faces of the two elders became more and more ugly.

Listen to the elders: "Flowers are not flowers, things are not things, and it is clear that it is not ......"

Monk Zhiran: "Amitabha, if you don't know what the elders said, then who am I?"

Elder Jiese: "Amitabha, don't say it, don't say it. ”

Listen to the elders: "Amitabha, all sentient beings deserve this calamity, good and good......"

Listen to the elders bow their heads and chant in unison: "When the Bodhisattva of Freedom and Freedom is in the depths of Prajnaparamita, he sees that the five aggregates are empty, and all sufferings are overcome, and the relics are not different from the emptiness, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, and the same is true when the mind is practiced, and the relics are the void of all the dharmas, which are not born or destroyed, are not dirty, and are not impure, and do not increase or decrease......

The chanting became lower and lower, and then it fell silent, and the three elders of the Black Spirit Temple passed away at the same time.

The monk waved the nine-ring Zen staff in his hand and ......

The Prison Suffering Tower burst, a complete skeleton sitting cross-legged, this is the black spirit bone body, the black spirit bone body is the evil relic, it is left by the black spirit archmage in the end of the world, the black spirit archmage upheld all laws before his death, the world law is the same, no evil, no good, no evil, no evil, nothing more than right!

By the time the ashes were gone, the black spirit bones and monks had long since disappeared, only the darkness remained, the darkness of the Black Spirit Temple, the darkness of heaven and earth......

The darkness dispersed, the gray sky began to rain lightly, this day is the valley rain in the twenty-four solar terms, and it is also the last day of the Bodhi Valley Valley Lord Zen Ran's "small meditation", "small meditation" generally starts from Qingming, and ends with the valley rain, during which the affairs of the Bodhi Valley are handled by the golden light monk Miaojue and the moon white monk Hui Ke Master together, after learning about the incident in the Black Spirit Temple, the two quickly rushed to, on the way the two of them were told by the disciples of the Bodhi Valley, and found the body of the monk who held the rod in the Prajna Forest.

The two figures are galloping, speeding in front is a young monk, this young monk looks high, the top is flat and the forehead is broad, the eyes are beautiful and the eyebrows are clear, wearing a moon-white monk's robe, this young monk is the moon-white monk Master Hui Ke, Master Hui Ke is the big disciple of the monk who is now in charge of the Pure Land Sect of the Bodhi Valley. Following Master Hui Ke galloped along was the Golden Light Monk Master Miao Jue, Master Miao Jue was a burly man, with a square head and a broad face, dressed in golden monk robes, Master Miao Jue was the most proud disciple of the Lord of the Zen Valley, and was now in charge of the Zen Buddhism of the Bodhi Valley.

"Uncle Shi is kind-hearted, the matter of the Black Spirit Temple must have something else, and the people found in the Prajna Forest will not be Uncle Shi's, and Uncle Shi's martial arts are ......profound."

"Thank you, Senior Brother, I'm fine, Senior Brother doesn't need to follow me to Prajnayama, there can't be no one in charge of the Black Spirit Temple. Master Hui Ke replied.

This Master Hui Ke was adopted by the monk Hui Ke since he was a child, and in Master Hui Ke's heart, he knew that the monk was both a teacher and a father, and at this moment Master Hui Ke was out of proportion, and he issued a decree when he left the Bodhi Valley, "If the Great Master with the rod returns to the circle, the disciples of the Pure Land Sect of the Bodhi Valley will move to the north with the Dharma body of the Great Master with the rod." "This is the long-cherished wish of the monk Ranran, whose hometown is in the Northland. This decree was not approved by the Lord of the Zen Ran Valley, and the disciples of the Pure Land Sect moved to the northern land to establish their own mountain gate, and such a bold act was equivalent to deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors.

"Senior brother take care of your body, senior brother will rush to the Black Spirit Temple first. ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A Buddha name, a golden light, Master Miaojue has fled.

There was a slight light in the sky, it was dawn, the sky was about to dawn, and there was a forest in that direction.

Prajna Forest got its name because of its proximity to the Prajna Domain, and at this moment the disciples of the Bodhi Valley gathered here stood in two camps, the one wearing the golden monk's robe was the Zen sect, and the one wearing the moon-white monk's robe was the Pure Land Sect.

A Zen disciple said, "If the great master with a staff commits a heinous crime, even if he dies, he will be brought back to the Bodhi Valley to wait for the valley master." ”

A disciple of the Pure Land Sect stepped forward and shouted: "Everything pays attention to evidence, this matter has not yet been clarified, if you dare to move the Dharma Body of the Great Master with a Staff, don't blame me for not reciting the Tonggu Affection." ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

A Buddha horn seemed to sigh in grief.

The moon-white monk Master Hui Ke floated in, grief and pain made him arrogant, his actions did not allow for disobedience, and he walked towards Prajnayama.

"Whoever dares to follow, die. ”

The moon-white monk's robe is windless and automatic......

Murderous......

He sacrificed the Buddha Demon Seal, he didn't say it casually, those who dared to follow him would really die.

The Buddha and the demon seal are divided into two sides, the Buddha face is engraved with the Buddha sitting on the lotus platform, the Buddha is shining with the light of the Buddha around the body, and the demon face is engraved with the Rakshasa who steps on the void and holds the hook soul sickle.

No one dares to speak, no one dares to go forward, those who dare to speak die die, and those who dare to step forward die.

In the depths of the Prajna Forest, Master Hui Ke stopped in front of a tree hole, there was a person in the tree hole, his face was stripped off, the monk's robe was covered with blood, and one hand tightly held the spiritual cultivation beads, which were a total of eighteen spiritual cultivation beads, representing the eighteen worlds, that is, six roots, six dusts and six consciousnesses! Each spiritual cultivation bead was engraved with a six-character mantra.

"Master......"

Master Hui Ke knelt on the body of the wand-wielding archmage and cried like a child, like a wand-wielding archmage, he had always been a child.

The rain that had stopped last night was falling again, and it was getting heavier and heavier, and Master Hui Ke stopped crying, and he clutched tightly in his hand what he had taken from the other hand of the Archmage with the staff.

"Why is that?"

"Master......"

"Master......"

Hysterical madness......

Rakshasa wielding the Soul Hook Scythe opened his eyes......

Red Eyes......

A ray of light emanated from the Spiritual Cultivation Bead and shrouded Master Hui Ke's body.

Return to the ......

Wear the beads on your wrist and recite the Buddha's name.

"Self-cultivation, the spiritual platform is quiet. ”

"Amitabha Buddha ......"

The dawn is approaching, and the darkness of the sky will be banished, but the darkness of the human heart will be hidden.

Wait for the first rays of dawn.