Buddhism attaches the most importance to cause and effect.

Huaizang didn't want the Tzu Chi Temple to be contaminated with cause and effect, and he didn't want the Tzu Chi Temple to get involved in disputes, so he issued an order to close the mountain, and no one was allowed to enter the mountain or leave the mountain.

In his heart, Tzu Chi Temple's foundation for thousands of years comes first, and supporting the people of the temple is secondary. His reason is also very sufficient: "You see, the Buddha statues in the Daxiong Treasure Hall have given a warning, don't involve the Buddha in a war that will never recover, the Buddha is the Buddha, and the Buddha needs to be high up and look down on the world." ”

Snow fell all over the mountains.

The order to close the mountain spread quietly, and the people who were 'covered' by snow were cold, and suddenly there was no pillar.

"Why did the merciful master abandon us?"

"This mountain closure order must be fake. ”

"Even if the mountain is closed, we should let the people in first, I've been waiting in front of the mountain gate all day. ”

"Who doesn't wait until dawn until dark? But this door just won't open, what can you do?"

"Tzu Chi Temple must give us an explanation, every year our village gives enough money for incense, and they can't deny it. ”

"Knock on the door, knock on the door together, and smash it if you can't knock. ”

"But, but this is the holy land of Buddhism, and the Buddha is looking at it, it's not good. ”

"Since it's a holy place of Buddhism, why doesn't it protect us? The Buddha should be looking at it! His old man must be asleep, so we have to wake him up." ”

“......”

The Fa does not blame the public, a group of people dare to do what they dare not do on weekdays, and they are not cultivators, they are so bold, a bloody battle can scare the courage. They need someone to protect them, the city has been broken, and the soldiers can't protect everyone's safety, they can only hope for the temple, and hope for these masters with boundless power on weekdays.

Again.

Isn't the Buddha the one who purifies sentient beings and saves suffering?

We don't have to wait for the afterlife, it's good to cross everyone now, it's good to save everyone, no matter how bad it is, we must always open the door to give some food and drink, and give a shelter from the wind and snow.

It was dark, and those with dolls among the people had begun to cry, cold and hungry, so it was strange not to cry.

The old people who were trembling on the side also began to sigh for a long time, their eyes were full of confusion, what had not happened in hundreds of years, if they really did, why would they have changed: "I have never lacked the Buddha's fasting meal on the fifteenth day of the first month, and I worship the Buddha and burn incense every other day, which is all a lie?"

Incense money on the dog?

The sky is falling, it's not strange, it's all over the play, everyone just hides.

But the sky of this Buddha can also collapse!

In the dark.

In the wind and snow.

Where are you going?

An old man over half a hundred years old on crutches, laboriously climbed to the front of the mountain gate, and prayed with all his strength: "The master of compassion, please open the door for everyone, I am the deer of Lujiazhai under the mountain, our village promises to live only one night, and leave at dawn, the wind and snow are too big, the weather is too cold, and the dolls can't stand it." ”

Dead.

The sound of slamming the door was heard far away.

Even Ning Hongdou at the foot of the mountain can faintly hear it.

Ning Hongdou's line, just six people, Lu Yan carried the bamboo basket containing his sister, walked in the front, and on the spring night, he climbed on Ning Hongdou's back again, and continued to recuperate in the name of beauty, but the actual situation was sleepy, lazy, and unwilling to walk by himself.

Ning Hongdou didn't say anything, she really likes Xiao Chunye, and really regards Chunye as her sister, and she feels sorry for her sister when she is a sister, isn't it a matter of course!

It's just that Ning Hongdou has a hunch that the injury on the spring night should be about to heal, this little girl is afraid that she is pretending to be sick, and she listens to a lot of stories, and the little girl has heard the routine, and the more she learns, the better she becomes.

Hua Kikyo carried three knives that never left his side, and began to complain: "How long will it take to arrive, it's dark, it can't be the wrong way, right?"

Chen Yusheng was also very tired: "Listen, what kind of sound?

Guan Zhiheng still looks like he can't give up, and he still hasn't come out of his sadness, after all, he is the home that gave birth to himself, and he was completely blown up, and the master is gone, so it's not so easy to come out. Ning Hongdou has a big nerves, Ning Hongdou is an exception, she just wants to learn swords, go to the magic mountain as soon as possible, and pick up the leaves and drift into the soil for peace.

Sad?

Ning Hongdou doesn't have time to be sad!

Lu Yan was responsible for leading the way, and he didn't shout tired at a young age, and he didn't forget to comfort everyone: "Brother and sister, everyone hold on a little longer, and you will go over this mountainside to Tzu Chi Temple." The road is slippery on a snowy night, so be sure to watch your feet and don't fall. ”

The wilderness is silent.

The night is sultry.

There was only a faint wheezing sound.

There was also a fainter, dull sound of slamming doors.

When I finally woke up on Ning Hongdou's shoulder on a spring night, an antique and huge monastery appeared in front of me, and a layer of white snow covered the temple, making this Tzu Chi Temple even more solemn and solemn, and even a faint coercion could be felt.

Ning Hongdou, Hua Platycodon, Chen Yusheng, and the spring night on Ning Hongdou's back, all of them were a little more careful: "Sure enough, it is a well-known Buddhist sect, and there are great cultivators living in it, at least they have broken through the three realms and come to the edge of the four realms." ”

Lu Yan tidied up his clothes to make himself look as pleasing as possible, and then turned to look at Ning Hongdou: "I'm going to ask the master of Tzu Chi Temple to do a ritual for my sister and send her to Elysium." ”

Ning Hongdou nodded: "Go ahead." ”

Lu Yan bent down slightly and didn't speak, but Ning Hongdou knew that the boy was thanking her for the kindness of a shoe. Xie turned around and walked to the gate of the temple, where he could vaguely see that there seemed to be a lot of people gathered.

Hua Bellflower dragged Ning Hongdou with his hand: "Just let Lu Yan go and ask for help?" I heard that the temple collects incense money, but I haven't heard that you can do things for free. ”

Ning Hongdou: "I know, but do you think Lu Yan will be rich? Besides, this is a place where Buddha cultivates, which may be different from the temple on weekdays. ”

At this time, Guan Zhiheng suddenly asked: "Can cultivating Buddha really send people to Elysium?"

Spring Night rolled her eyes.

Flower bellflower rubbed her forehead.

Chen Yusheng thought about it and didn't know how to answer.

Only Ning Hongdou said very seriously: "You are a sword cultivator, your master should have told you, whether it is sword cultivation or Buddha cultivation, it is just cultivation, it is your own cultivation, how can you help others enter bliss." Besides, this bliss is only a place that only appears in the story of Buddhism, do you really think there will be? Don't think about it too much, repair your sword well, and if you repair the sword, your master will also know it, and you should be able to figure this out. ”

"Bell, bell!"

Not far away.

Lu Yan came to the gate of Tzu Chi Temple very seriously and knocked on the door, he was very small, his palms were frozen blue, and he couldn't knock too loudly at all, and he didn't dare to knock too loudly if he asked for help.

Three times.

Lu Yan knocked three times politely.