"Am I really wrong, there is no freedom in the world, everything is delusional?" God Operator is not such an easily shaken person, but the person who asked him is a false bamboo. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This is often the case in this world. The same sentence, if it is said by a person whose identity and status are inferior to his own, will only provoke ridicule in vain. But if the people who say this far exceed themselves, then it is worth thinking deeply about it and digging out many truths in depth.

Xuzhu suddenly laughed, he was really ugly when he laughed, and of course he was ugly when he didn't laugh. But some people are like this, you know that he is ugly, but when you see him, you feel that he is extremely pleasing to the eye, as if he is the person closest to you.

"Look at my words, and you will be shaken! Since you are chasing leisure, you should be unswerving, and if there is no freedom in the world, you will create another leisure. Only by obeying one's own heart, and not pretending to be external objects, can one transcend the constraints of heaven and earth. "What Xuzhu said was a simple truth, but it made the god operator suddenly.

"Yes, yes, if there is no freedom in the world, I will make one. How can there be no ease in the world?" the god operator held his head high and suddenly laughed. It's as if I realized something.

"Thank you for your advice! The god operator said.

Xuzhu asked, "What do you understand?"

The god operator said: "The way to break your life is not to fake foreign objects." The disciple was calculating, and wanted to take advantage of the Northern Heavenly King and the patriarch, but he had already taken the wrong path, and now he repented, only to know that if he wanted to recreate a free life, he still needed to rely on himself. The disciple then returned to the Drum Mountain, holding the Seven Treasure Ring, and set up a sect to be free. No matter how many hardships and dangers it has, the disciples will bear it with all their might. ”

Xuzhu laughed, but he didn't see the slightest hint of joy in his expression.

"Little Brother Gu, after meeting the Patriarch, will you accompany me back to Drum Mountain, or will you say goodbye?" asked the divine operator.

Gu Chuanxia said: "I still have some questions, and I want to ask Xuzhu seniors. ”

The god operator nodded and said, "Okay then! There will be a period later... If I don't break my life when we meet next time, you will burn some more yellow paper for me at my grave, and it will not be in vain for you and me to get acquainted." ”

After that, the god operator stepped on the clouds, and he was really free and easy.

"Is he really going to leave like this?" Gu Chuanxia was surprised, the god operator had been looking for Xuzhu for so long, and people were sent away by three or two sentences in front of him, no matter how he thought about it.

"Of course he'll go. Because what he wants has already been obtained. Xuzhu said. Today's Xuzhu is still ugly, but it is no longer the Muna monk of the past, and he has great wisdom in his chest.

"What did he get?" asked Gu Chuanxia.

Xuzhu said: "Promise, I said that there is no freedom in the world, and he said that there is." So he left. ”

"Master, can we speak human words?" said Gu Chuanxia with a sad face.

Xuzhu laughed: "I said that there is no freedom in the world, let him create another one." It is to tell him that I am no longer the head of the Xiaoyao faction, and I can't represent Xiaoyao. If he wants to be the head of the house, then let it go, and I won't be an obstacle to him. ”

All he wanted was an answer. ”

"But you don't seem to be happy for him, Master. Gu Chuanxia said.

Xuzhu's expression was restrained, and his mouth was compassionate.

"Because to recreate the free escape, it takes too many people to die, and it needs to create infinite killings. And the murder of these dead people comes down to the fact that I opened this mouth and made this promise today. Xuzhu clasped his hands together, and the corners of his eyes were constantly crying, and tears soon wet his clothes.

His tears did not show any hypocrisy, it was really a feeling of distress and pity for the person who was about to suffer.

"Then Master, why didn't you stop him?" asked Gu Chuanxia.

Xuzhu did not answer this question, but said, "How can I stop him? I am a sinner myself, a guilty person, and what qualifications do I have to judge whether the person next to me is guilty or about to be guilty?"

"Where is the master's sin? If it is said that the people of the thirty-six caves and the seventy-two islands back then, it is not the master's fault. Buddhism has vajra angry eyes, it is to protect the Dharma, what is the crime?" said Gu Chuanxia.

Xuzhu lowered his eyebrows and said lightly: "My sin is not how many people I killed, but that I moved the heart to kill, when I began to choose to bully, I began to choose to destroy a person's life, as the end of this life." It's like a Buddha no longer universalizes all sentient beings, no longer equalizes all sentient beings, but chooses to destroy all sentient beings, distinguishing between right and wrong, good and evil. Then the Buddha became a demon. ”

A sentence seemed to be lightning in the heart of Gu Chuanxia, and Gu Chuanxia finally knew what was the eighteen knives of the nasal passage.

The knife of sacrificing oneself, sacrificing oneself for others. It seems to be cut off on one's own body, but what is broken is someone else's killing thought, and it is a knife to become a Buddha. However, if a person with a sacrificial sword has the intention of killing in his heart, taking killing as mercy and destroying as his life, then he is a demon who has fallen into the hell of Abi.

Just like Xuzhu back then, his original intention was to become a Buddha. However, the good in his heart became evil, and he fell into a demon.

"Is that master a Buddha or a demon now?" Gu Chuanxia suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and when he thought of this question, his whole body suddenly became cold. For the sake of the Li people of Bashu, he spent hundreds of years building bridges and paving roads, using Buddhism to influence the mountain people here and eliminate the anger in their hearts.

But is he a Buddha?

Is he really a Buddha?

Xuzhu was laughing, this smile made Gu Chuanxia tremble, and he quickly wanted to leave this place and leave Xuzhu.

Now Gu Chuanxia is very sure that even if Xuzhu is not a demon, it is by no means a Buddha. He has compassion in his heart, but he chooses to be a bystander, he is full of compassion, but he only stubbornly does what he thinks is right.

If you think about it, how could a truly compassionate person spend hundreds of years building bridges and paving roads?

The way to save people is to teach them to fish or to teach them to fish. The magic power of Xuzhu can repair the entire Bashu in just a few years, and the moat can be turned into a thoroughfare. But he chose to do it step by step, cultivating his pain and suffering between the mountains and rivers. Or he can also influence the people here in a personal way, let them know that self-improvement can continue, and mobilize the power of the masses to build roads and bridges together, which is the great love of the Buddha.

Neither of them worked for him.

His universal beings are confined to a small selfishness, is this a Buddha or a demon?

Gu Chuanxia began to slowly retreat.

Syllable!

The door of convenience, which was always wide open, was closed for the first time.

The moment it closed, it was as if all the light in this world had disappeared.

The big Buddha standing in the sky, pinching the auspicious seal of wisdom, the moment the gate was closed, the light that was shining all the time in the dark night also dissipated.

The big Buddha stood in the night, looking down on the common people, cold and cruel, everything seemed to be prostrate and begging at his feet.

(To be continued.) )