The flesh cut off by the old monk was contained in the burlap bag, and he propped his hands on the ground again, and moved the burlap bag out from under him little by little.

Yu Dao watched this scene silently and did not step forward to intervene.

The old monk divided the flesh and blood in the sack into three parts and packed it into three sacks. When it was ready, he gasped and pinched the hole of the sack with his dry fingers.

Then Yu Dao saw that the shriveled sack was swollen, as if it was full of things.

Without paying attention to Yu Dao's gaze, the old monk threw the swollen sack aside, picked up the other two sacks, and also pinched the mouth of the sack tightly, making the sack swell.

After this action, three bulging sacks were placed in front of the old monk, which were full of things, and at the same time, the smell of blood in the Buddha hall suddenly faded.

The old monk sat on his knees, bowing his head to cover his legs with the hem of his clothes, while smoothing out the folds with his fingers.

"Donor. After everything was done, he looked up at Yu Dao with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The old monk's eyes were still calm and slightly cloudy, no different from before, except that there were three marijuana bags in front of him, and at the same time, the smell of blood wafted in the Buddhist hall.

The monk made a Buddhist salute to Yu Dao and whispered, "Please also ask the donor to give these grains to the people outside." ”

Although Yu Dao knew what the old monk was doing, he still opened his mouth and asked, "Is this food?"

When the old monk heard this, the smile on his face remained unchanged, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the three hemp cloth bags in front of him, and said, "How is this not food?"

As soon as the two finished speaking, one of the sacks collapsed, revealing its contents.

Inside was something black, exactly the same as what everyone else had eaten before, and it was supposed to be dried rhizomes.

At this time, Yu Dao had to be sure that what the mortals ate was really scraped off by the old monk from his body. And he himself should be the essence of plants and trees, and after he rips off his own flesh, he can restore his original shape with a slight change for human consumption.

No wonder when Yu Dao smelled the smell of blood, he also smelled a hint of sweetness, but he didn't know what the old monk in front of him was.

Yu Dao suppressed the throbbing in his heart and said, "Master, Poor Dao once heard that the Buddha had cut meat to feed the eagle......"

Before Yu Dao could finish speaking, the old monk raised his hand with a smile and waved it, and said, "Slow and slow, the Taoist chief will take out these three bags of grain first and hand them over to other donors." ”

These words made Yu Dao slightly stunned, but he immediately nodded and said, "Okay." ”

After speaking, Yu Dao got up and arched his hand, then stepped forward and lifted up the three hemp bags, turned around and walked out of the Buddhist hall.

After walking out of the Buddhist hall, he did not walk out of the temple gate, but walked to the corner of the wall, jumped up gently, turned out the broken temple, and went down the mountain behind the broken temple.

Two quarters of an hour later, the joyful voices of other people sounded outside the ruined temple again, and the old monk in the temple heard it, and his face also showed relief.

After a short time, Yu Dao threw off his sleeve robe, walked in from outside the broken temple, and walked into the Buddhist hall.

He walked behind the old monk, who was holding a wooden fish chanting, and before he could speak, the monk stopped chanting and said, "I'm tired of the donor." ”

"You're welcome. Yu Dao put his hands behind his back and looked up at the broken Buddha statue in the hall, "Master, can you solve the doubts in my heart?"

"Good. The old monk promised, and without asking any questions, he paused and said, "Does the donor know the Buddha?"

Yu Dao didn't answer, just nodded.

The old monk asked again, "The poor monk asked the benefactor, do you know what the Buddha is?"

When Yu Dao heard this, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "What does the master mean by this?"

"Ahem...... the old monk coughed a few times with a smile and said: "The vast majority of monks in the world, the one who established the Buddha is the Buddha, and he is the ancestor of the Buddha, just like the Taoist Sect Xuanmen, who is the one who established the Taoist system. ”

This is not bad, but there is still a Buddha in the world. ”

Hearing the old monk fighting with himself, Yu Dao was rarely impatient, he groaned for a while, and said: "Wine and meat have passed through the intestines, and the Buddha has left it in his heart?"

"Ha!" Hearing Yu Dao's words, the old monk immediately clapped his hands and laughed, "Good and good, the donor is worthy of being destined for my Buddhist family." ”

He propped up his hands, turned his body around, knelt down to Yu Dao, and said: "The poor monk asks the donor again, do you know what the Buddha is?"

The old monk looked at Yu Dao fixedly, and the cloudy color in his eyes disappeared all of a sudden, becoming pure and clear, like a baby's eyes.

Yu Dao was questioned, and suddenly felt the Immortal Sword Pill in his sleeve beat, and at the same time, his spiritual platform also vibrated together. All kinds of thoughts flashed in Yu Dao's mind, and all kinds of spiritual lights jumped up, as if they could grasp it casually.

The old monk looked at Yu Dao, did not speak, and waited quietly.

Yu Dao only felt that the thoughts in his mind were getting more and more chaotic, and it was clear that the spiritual light was floating in front of him like catkins in the sky, but he couldn't grasp it at all.

Suddenly, the Immortal Sword Pill in his sleeve jumped fiercely, and the effect of the relics appeared, blessing Yu Dao's body, making Yu Dao's wisdom increase all of a sudden, and his eyes flashed with enlightenment.

When the old monk saw it, surprise appeared in his eyes, he glanced at Yu Dao's sleeve, but then he looked away and looked at Yu Dao expectantly.

Yu Dao came back to his senses at this time, and his eyes became calm again, but he did not say what he felt in his heart, but looked at the old monk and said, "Master, do you know the Buddha?"

When the old monk heard this, the smile on his face was sheng, and his demeanor suddenly refreshed, although he was wearing sackcloth, and although he was kneeling on a broken mat, he was like a monk in a grand temple, purifying all sentient beings.

The monk raised his fingers and smiled, like the image of a flower in a leaf, pointing to the outside of the temple.

"I regard the beings outside the temple as Buddhas. ”

The monk's eyes flashed with admiration, love, respect, and enthusiasm...... The colors are spinning like streamers.

When Yu Dao heard this, he turned sideways and looked outside the temple, but he didn't say anything for a long time. Through the broken doors and low walls, he could clearly see the greed, madness, confusion, and hideousness on the faces of the mortals.

"Donor, do you know the Buddha?"

The old man's voice pulled Yu Dao back and made him look at the old monk again.

Yu Dao opened his mouth to say the slightest insight he had just grasped, and was about to say it, but when the words came to his mouth, he stopped.

Although the old monk asked the Buddha, he really asked the Buddha's heart and asked the question's heart. Yu Dao didn't expect that he was only refining the fourth layer of qi, and he would have to come into contact with the step of conscience.

Cultivating the Tao and refining qi, also known as cultivating the truth, can cultivate a true self and prove a Dao fruit. Therefore, the seven-layer Dan realm of qi refining is called a real person, and the nine-layer qi refining is the realm of Dao Fruit, and when you get the Dao fruit, you will become an immortal.

If you want to become Dancheng, you also need to be clear-minded, and unclear is not enough to Dancheng. In this way, it is the right time for him to contact his conscience at this time.

Yu Daoxiu's mouth opened slightly, and he didn't know whether to spit out the words in his heart......