Countless monks came out from all directions and headed for the Daxiong Treasure Hall in unison. When Dong Ping arrived, the inside and outside of the hall were full of monks. Although there are many people, Dong Pingli can see clearly from behind. I saw an old monk with a dark face and high raised cheekbones and forehead sitting under the Buddha in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. Dong Ping said in a low voice: "Amitabha." "Everyone in the rivers and lakes knows that the abbot of Shaolin Hui is born out of phase.

In front of the abbot of Hui Zheng, a total of seventeen old monks sat on both sides of the main hall, and they should be the first of several courtyards and the elders of the temple. In the middle of the hall, there was also a person who sat with his back to the monks facing the abbot of Hui Zai, although Dong Ping could only see the back of that person, but he recognized this person as Master Hui Min.

Dong Ping came to the side of several lay disciples, because they all had long hair, so Dong Ping had a good relationship with them. As soon as Dong Ping came, he was pulled down by a half-grown teenager. This young man's name is Wang Chong, the young master of the Luoyang Double Hammer Gate. Because of his family's downfall, he was sent to Shaolin Temple by his father.

Before Dong Ping could speak, Wang Chong gushed out: "It's really big news, Master Huimin is going to put Senior Brother Wuming's Dharma Body vein into Tallinn. ”

Tallinn is the place where the relics of the Shaolin monks who have been enlightened in the past dynasties are buried, and it is said that the nineteen masters who sit in the Daxiong Treasure Hall. After they passed away, I was afraid that only the abbot of Huizai was qualified to be buried in Tallinn. And Wuming, as a second-generation disciple who had violated the precepts and was expelled from the mountain gate, said that he would be buried in Tallinn, which was naturally appalling.

But Dong Ping was not shocked, he said lightly: "Wuming has this qualification." ”

In the hall of the Great Majesty, Master Hui Min was arguing with everyone.

An old monk said: "Don't say that Wuming has broken the Great Commandment, even if he hasn't broken it, Tallinn is not something he can enter." ”

Master Hui Min said: "Why can't Wuming enter? Although Wuming committed the precept of killing, he crossed people with his life, and he was willing to take karma for the three thousand dead souls. These actions have been cut by the Buddha and fed to the eagle. And after Huiming's death, the treasure is solemn, and there is a faint image of becoming a Buddha. In this way, why can't Wuming enter Tallinn?"

At this time, another person wanted to argue with Hui Min. But he was interrupted by the abbot of Hui Zai, who slowly spoke: "Being buried in the mountains is no different from being buried in Tallinn. But Huimin, the old man asks you, did you still have an obsession before Wuming passed away?"

Hui Min clasped his hands together and said: "Naturally, there is no worry, no inner attachment." ”

The abbot of Hui Zheng read: "Bodhi has no tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There was nothing in the first place, where to stir up dust. He read it, and Hui Min thought about it.

Abbot Hui Zheng looked up at the sky and said, "The old man remembers that it was the second year of Wuming's admission to the hospital, and he came to the old man to ask what this poem meant. The old man told him at the time that if he understood the meaning of the poem, then the poem would have no meaning. But Wuming was puzzled at the time, and his obsession was deeper. I heard you say that Wuming had no obsession before he died. The great obsession is added to the body, and the obsession is let go, so enlightened, it can be regarded as a Buddha. And you, why do you want to add your own obsession to Wu Mingqiang?"

Hui Min was already in tears at this time, and he bowed his head and said, "Thank you Senior Brother Abbot for your teachings." ”

At this time, the three thousand monks shouted in unison: "Thank you for the abbot's teachings!"

Zhongyue Song Mountain, Shaomuro Mountain and Taimuro Mountain echo symphonically.

There is a river flowing between the mountains, the river is nameless, but it is full of living beings. At this time, there is no moon in the night. Three thousand disciples sat on both sides of the river, carrying the golden body of Wuming The raft was still in the middle of the river.

The abbot of Hui Zheng raised his head to look at the sky, and suddenly he waved his sleeves violently, and a shining Buddha light flew into the sky in an instant. When he landed, the world was as bright as day. At the same time, the murmuring mantra of great sorrow resounded in the sky. Hui Min waded across the river and lit the raft with his own hands, and in an instant, three golden flames rose into the sky, as if a Buddha had descended.

This night, Dong Ping practiced the Twelve Ways Sword Technique. Once you practice to become a Buddha, then you practice to become a demon.

Another seven days passed, and during these seven days, Dong Ping meditated in front of a large rock wall in the mountains every day. Enlightened would come to see him every day and bring him some food.

"Ah Jiu didn't come back, Yan Lin didn't write from him, and his predecessor hasn't died yet. After Enlightenment finished speaking, he put the food box next to Dong Ping.

"Ah Jiu has gotten the money, Yan Lin is in trouble, and the seniors of Du Grief haven't been out yet. After Dong Ping finished muttering, he said to himself: "How can someone close up for decades as soon as they retreat?"

"You say, will they be dead long ago?"

Comprehension was stunned for a long time before he realized that Dong Ping was talking to him, so he hurriedly said: "Master Huimin shouldn't be able to speak..."

Dong Ping nodded and said, "Master Huimin naturally won't lie to me. ”

In the twilight, Dong Ping went into the depths of the mountain alone. Before Dong Ping joined the army in Shubei City, his muddy father had invited him three masters, one was Luo Binyan, one of the twelve gentlemen of the famous Confucian and now in the Daonan Academy, but Dong Ping did not learn the full stomach of Mr. Luo, but plucked his beard clean. The second is named Qu Thief, that is, the personal disciple of the old thief, Dong Ping played with him the most, when he took Dong Ping, the master and apprentice did not know how many big girls' butts they had secretly touched on the street.

The third master is the one that Dong Ping respects the most. That master's name is Huijing, and now the second junior brother of Shaolin abbot Huijiao. Shaolin was a model of righteousness in the world, so he sent Huijing and several other masters to go south to Fuzhou to relieve the victims and spread Buddhism. After that, Huijing stayed in Fuzhou with several other masters and established Dingfu Temple. After that, Huijing became Dong Ping's master.

In addition to teaching Dong Ping to study Buddhism, Huijing often told him some strange stories. From his mouth, Dong Ping learned about the deeds of the twelve masters of Shaolin. Shaolin claimed that the twelve masters were in retreat, but this was not the case.

Dong Ping walked more than ten miles into the mountains, and when he passed a basil field that overflowed overhead, he suddenly heard shouts from all directions: "Who!"

If you listen carefully, there are seventeen or eighteen people hiding in this big meadow.

Dong Ping said loudly: "It's me, Dong Ping!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a person reply: "The mountain gate is forbidden, and outsiders stop." ”

Dong Ping said with a smile: "This is wrong, if it is really calculated, we can still be regarded as senior brothers." ”

There was no word for a while, and the breeze rustled the basil.

Suddenly, Dong Ping flicked the snow, and a faint Sanskrit sound rippled out. Suddenly, the basil ground around Dong Ping shook at the same time. Dong Ping jumped up and ran forward at great speed through the basil. It's just an instant, the two knife techniques of the human phase and my phase were slashed out by Dong Ping. These two knife techniques are both fierce and fierce, and they complement each other when used, and the grass clippings are flying all over the sky for a while.

Suddenly, a surging true qi surged, and this true qi rolled into grass crumbs and turned into a huge dragon claw. In an instant, the sound of footsteps rushed towards Dong Ping from all directions outside. Dong Ping's left hand was raised, and the dragon flipping hand was used, and for a while, in mid-air, there were two claws fighting.

Suddenly, a person rushed from Dong Ping's left and stretched out his fist to hit Dong Ping's armpit. In the flash of light, Dong Ping suddenly blessed the longevity phase, his body suddenly rose three inches, and the supreme domineering qi gushed out at the same time, forcing the person back three feet away.

Suddenly, seven or eight more people rushed at the same time. Dong Ping naturally couldn't fight hard with him, his left hand suddenly strengthened, and the power of the dragon hand began to appear, and his dragon claws were torn to pieces in an instant. Dong Ping turned the knife over his back and slapped it forward violently. As soon as the knife fell on the man, the monk was beaten and staggered back, and Dong Ping followed forward and grabbed the monk. He blocked the monk in front of him, and for a moment, more than a dozen footsteps stopped in unison.

At this time, an ethereal voice sounded from afar: "Master Dong, come up the mountain." ”

As soon as this voice came, the originally restless Basil Land suddenly regained its calm.

Dong Ping let go of the captured monk and said, "Offended." ”

Putting away the knife, Dong Ping continued to walk forward. Walking through the basil field, Dong Ping's eyes suddenly opened up, and a bare stone mountain in front of him that was cut off by the waist was particularly eye-catching.

It was only a hundred zhang away from the Basil Land to the stone mountain, but along the way, Dong Ping met no less than ten waves of guarded monks. In the battle in Penghao just now, Dong Pingben was still a little complacent. But now it seems that those dozen people can only be regarded as the doormen of the guards.

Dong Ping, who was not interested, came to the foot of the broken mountain and saw an old monk sitting cross-legged above. Dong Ping said secretly, the person guarding this last level turned out to be the abbot of Shaolin, the master of Hui Zheng.

The abbot of Hui Zheng, who was sitting above, smiled and said, "This place was originally guarded by the old man and the first shift of the elders' house, and today it happens to be the old man on duty. ”

Dong Ping shook his head and said, "I'm ashamed, students really shouldn't speculate in front of the abbot. ”

Hui Zheng beckoned, "Come up." ”

Although this bald mountain is wide, it is only about 20 zhang high. Although the mountain is steep, Dong Ping can also run up in one go. Dong Ping bent his body slightly, and his six veins penetrated at the same time. The powerful power was condensed under Dong Ping's clothes, and at this time, he was like a big bow full of strings, ready to attack.

In an instant, Dong Ping suddenly ejected. In just a few breaths, he was halfway up the mountain. Dong Ping wanted to climb to the top of the mountain in one go, but suddenly a wall seemed to appear above his head. Dong Ping suddenly hit the wall, and his body fell down. But he was quick-eyed, and in the blink of an eye, he nailed the snow to the stone wall.

"This wall is condensed by the mind of the eighteen monks of the temple, but in fact, there is no wall, it is born from the heart, and this wall only blocks people who have distracting thoughts. ”

Dong Ping listened to it, and immediately recited the "Meditation Mantra". When he read it ten times, the abbot of Hui Tribulation above suddenly lit up. Based on his Dharma cultivation, it is natural to see that Dong Ping has entered a state of selfless spiritual platform emptiness in a short period of time, and this state cannot be done by people who do not have a certain degree of attainment in Buddhism.

Suddenly, Dong Ping struggled to kick the stone wall, and his body jumped upward, and he easily passed through the invisible wall. Dong Ping took advantage of the situation to pull out the snow and continued to climb up.

The abbot of Hui Zheng suddenly flicked his big sleeves, and in an instant, billowing turbid air gushed out from his sleeves. This turbid gas stayed above Dong Ping's head, like a black cloud covering the sky.

Dong Ping waved his knife and broke through the dirt barrier.

Seeing this, Hui Zheng said happily: "This is cause and effect. ”

Dong Ping jumped in front of Hui Zheng and said, "Meet Master Hui Zheng." ”

"Master Dong, please take a seat. ”

After Dong Ping sat down cross-legged in front of Hui Zai, he heard Hui Zai speak: "Master Dong is here to overcome the sorrow of his predecessors." ”

"Exactly. ”

Hui Zheng bowed his head and said: "The twelve seniors of the Duzi generation are retreating here, except for the guarding monks, only the monks of the Huizi generation know, I don't know where Dong Shizhu knows?"

Dong Ping was silent for a moment, and said bluntly: "I have a master-apprentice relationship with Master Huijing of your temple for three years. ”

Hui Zai was stunned for a moment and said, "It turns out that Dong Gongzi is...", Hui Zai paused for a moment before saying: "Sure enough, it is karma." ”

Dong Ping sighed and said, "When I first came to your temple, I heard Master Huimin say that twelve masters have been in retreat for 70 years. At that time, I thought that the twelve masters had passed away, but today it seems that the twelve masters are still alive. ”

Hui Zheng said "um" and said, "Master Dong Shi walked ten steps forward, and you could see twelve masters." ”

Dong Ping stood up and walked forward, these ten steps down, it was really one step at a time, and with each step, the appearance of this mountain would change. When he took the tenth step, the scene in front of Dong Ping's eyes suddenly brightened.

I saw that the middle of this half of the mountain had been hollowed out into a huge stone depression. Thirteen naked men were sitting cross-legged in the alcove, but it was more appropriate to say that they were thirteen skeletons than thirteen. The thinnest people Dong Ping had ever seen were ten times plumper than them, and the thirteen people seemed to have a body of flesh and skin tightly attached to the bones.

Of the thirteen, twelve of them formed a circle, each of them holding a thick iron chain that bound a huge man in the middle.

The abbot of Hui Zheng said slowly behind Dong Ping: "More than seventy years ago, an evil sect and demon sect worshiped the ancient religion from the desert region west of the Wolf Summer into the Great Song Dynasty. Its teachings were demagogic, and in just three years, it enveloped the people of nearly three layers of the Great Song Dynasty into a cult. At that time, the Great Song Dynasty temple sent troops to suppress the demons, but its sect members from the royal family to the Li people supported many bases, and the Song Dynasty sent troops three times in vain. ”

After Hui Zheng said, Dong Ping nodded and said: "The events of that year are also recorded in the history books, but the book only says that seventy years ago, the Great Song Dynasty had continuous natural disasters, so that the people's resentment boiled and riots occurred. Dong Ping actually understands in his heart that the so-called history books are just a fig leaf pulled by those in power for themselves.

The abbot of Hui Zheng continued: "After that, the Baigu Sect began to attack the various sects in the rivers and lakes, and four or five major sects were tragically wiped out by the Baigu Sect. And the ambition of worshipping the ancient religion was only seen by Chen Anzhen's predecessors back then. ”

"Chen Anzhen?"

Hui Zheng smiled dumbly and said, "That is now my teacher of Luyue Academy." ”

Dong Ping shuddered.

"Chen Anzhen's predecessors saw that the purpose of worshipping the ancient religion was to lead the mountains and rivers to turmoil, and then break through the sword ruins. ”

Dong Ping was puzzled: "Just to make such a big move just to attack the sword ruins?"

Hui Zheng pondered for a moment and said, "Don't say. ”

Dong Ping understood that the abbot of Hui Zheng had something unspeakable, so he didn't ask any more, he said, "What about later?"

Hui Zheng replied: "Later, Chen Anzhen's predecessors contacted Wudang, Shaolin, Jianxu and Daonan Xuegong and Luyue Academy's Buddha, Dao, Confucian, and Sword four great martial arts monks to fight with the ancient sect and Cangzhou Sword Shrine. In this battle, although everyone in the four families suffered heavy casualties, they fortunately won. ”

Dong Ping squinted at the man in the mountain recess: "He is the leader of the ancient religion at that time?"

Hui Zheng bowed his head and said: "Exactly, he is the leader of the ancient sect back then, and he is not the way." ”

"Such a person was still killed at that time. ”

Hui Zheng said lightly: "If you can punish it, you will be punished at that time, but this tooth is not a way of evil, and there is a wonder of immortality." Back then, the Sword Ruin took the initiative to use the mountain and river giant sword, but he didn't kill it. Later, after weighing the predecessors, they imprisoned Yafei Dao in Shaolin, guarded by 12 masters of the Duzi generation, and used Buddhist mantras every day to overcome their demonic nature. ”

After listening quietly, Dong said, "Why did the master tell Yu Zai about such a secret?"

Hui Zheng suddenly knelt in front of Dong Ping and said, "Today, only Master Dong can save the twelve masters from purgatory!"

Dong Ping was shocked, and hurriedly helped Master Hui Zheng up and said, "It's really a frustration, master get up quickly!"

Hui Zheng stood up and said, "The cultivation and demonic nature of the tooth non-dao are really terrifying. In the past 70 years, the twelve masters have not overcome their demonic nature, but have been trapped by their demonic nature, and have been tormented by it every day?"

Dong Ping was puzzled: "How can he save the twelve masters from fire and water?"

"Luck is the river, cause and effect is the boat, the boy is the raft, and the knife is the oar!" As soon as Hui Zheng said this, although Dong Ping was even more confused, he still nodded and said: "No matter what, if I can save a few masters, I will naturally save them." ”

Hui Zheng said happily: "Okay, Your Excellency will come with the old man!"

After saying this, he grabbed Dong Ping's shoulder with one hand and flew into the recess.

The body sank down, Dong Ping felt that his thoughts were in a trance for a while, and when he came to his senses. The scene in front of you is like a world away. He saw that he was in an infinite void, and as far as he could see, it was all vanity.

"All phases are empty, and emptiness is ten thousand phases. ”

The voice of the abbot of Hui Tribulation slowly sounded in Dong Ping's ears, and his vision became clearer. The thirteen figures in front of him gradually became clearer, it was twelve old monks and a long-haired old demon.

At this time, I saw an old monk and said fiercely: "You are guilty!"

The old demon said lightly: "Deity, what is the sin?"

All the old monks shouted in unison: "Slaughtering living beings!

The long-haired old demon smiled and said, "It's a sin to kill 10,000 people, isn't it a sin for you to be trapped alone?"

Dong Ping was surprised, at this moment, it seemed that the twelve old monks had fierce faces and spicy words, not at all like the appearance of eminent monks. And the old devil in the middle, with a calm face and a kind tone, has a faint sense of detachment.

Buddha or Demon?

Here, it's reversed.

Hui Zheng shouted at this time: "Quickly chant the meditation mantra!"

As if he was about to drink it, Dong Ping shook his head and quickly recited the meditation mantra. After a while, Dong Ping felt that the Lingtai was clear, and then slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, the void changed again.