Long Jiao slowly woke up, shook off the dust on his head, stretched his head in a daze, and looked around, but there was no one around, but Zhu Chongjiu was under him, reaching out to find out that there was still a snort, which would inevitably disturb him, Long Jiao moved his body carefully, and after quietly getting up, he walked to the place where he had just fought.

At that time, the situation changed dramatically, and a good crow temple was now dilapidated, with a ghostly spirit and blood crows circling, full of desolation, and a strong smell of blood scattered everywhere.

After looking around, in the northeast corner are Zhuang Sheng, Tang Yuanshan and others, looking at the undulating chest, they should still be alive; the place where they just got up is Zhu Chongjiu, and his servant is not far away.

There was the East Pole Lord at the hovering place of the blood crow, and I saw that he had a sword wound on his left chest, the blood flow had stopped, his face was like ashes, his hair was gray, how could he have the color when he came out of the coffin, like an old man on the verge of death.

Those black-clothed people are gone, probably crushed into mud by the collapsed stone pillars, and drowned in the dust, but there are still Lu Xunyuan's brothers and sisters missing, could it be that they have escaped? Long Jiao is optimistic by nature, and has no intention of looking for it again.

When Long Jiao casually looked at it, the big words of the "Guide" were dazzling and eye-catching, "The fragments of the avenue are out of Luoshui, and half of the book of heaven is a guide" The "guide" that is known as the half-step book of heaven is really intentionally planting flowers and flowers, and unintentionally planting willows and willows, the nerd is going to cheer now, Long Jiao thinks that Kunlun Xuanbing Jade is also nearby, and Man Jianghong also has it, it is worth the trip, and he is happy.

Walking to the book, Long Jiao picked it up and patted the dust, put it in his arms, and put the cover of "So Many Delicate Rivers and Mountains" in his arms there, just when it was placed.

"Don't move!" A sentence of high restraint Xingyun, shocked the blood crow and frightened Long Jiao, and with a shake of his hand, he put down the book, retracted his hand, and deliberately showed a sense of disappointment on his face, and looked back at Zhuang Sheng, who had just woken up.

This voice was so loud that the slaves not far from Zhuang Sheng moved one after another, and Zhu Chongjiu and the others here also slowly woke up, seeing that another bloody storm was coming. Do you want to find Kunlun Xuanbing Jade, Long Jiao is entangled in his heart, he is seriously injured, and now he has half of the Heavenly Book in his arms, two birds in the forest are not as good as one bird in his hand, if he waits for the East Pole Lord to wake up, no one can leave, secretly curse, expedient, I have to endure the pain of love.

Long Jiao was about to get up and leave, when he suddenly heard the sound of the stone loosening behind him, and he was surprised and delighted, was he? Long Jiao stopped, turned around and looked back to see a jade arm stretched out, it was Lu Xunyuan's junior sister! If she didn't save her, she would be buried here, only to see the person who looked forward to the brilliance, but now she was a dusty little clay figure, her two eyes flashed, Long Jiao didn't say a word, and put her on her back.

Cheng Zijin lay on Long Jiao's back, and kept whispering: "Senior brother, senior brother......"

Hearing a chill in Long Jiao's heart, the wandering soul was thousands of miles, how to think about it, and sighed: "See you in the next life." ”

Carrying the people behind him, he walked out of the dilapidated Raven Hall step by step, and returned in the direction of the boundless Dao Sea.

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The Big Buddha Temple is high on the top of the mountain and the deep and dense mountain, the white mist cruising around the peak is time-to-moment, such as covering and covering, the white mist becomes a wave, wave after wave, a wave is higher than a wave, the mountain peak in the sea of clouds rises or falls, or hidden or appears, quiet like the fairy world; the magnificent temple covers the antique, the majestic gatehouse is solemn and solemn, the glazed tiles of gold and splendor, the vermilion wall, the brilliance is dazzling, there are ancient trees towering to the sky again, the pine and cypress forest, lush and green, it is magnificent.

It is true that the green mountains are hidden in the white mist, and the red tiles are transparent and verdant.

There is a courtyard outside the abbot, the sound of chanting the Buddha can not be heard here, there are occasional melodious bells echoing, the courtyard is relatively small, and it seems that several Bodhi trees in the courtyard are huge, although it is late autumn, but they are still so tall and green, the traces of people are slim, a group of quiet, solemn atmosphere.

A monk who is a bead of law walks in the corridor, walking towards the abbot's room, the monk is majestic and heroic, his eyes are like cold stars, which is awe-inspiring.

He looked out a hundred zhang away, a long red wall, the wall inside the cypress green trees looming glittering spire, there is a famous Buddha map for thousands of years because of the relics of thousands of years of high monks, one day his own relics can also enter the Buddha map?

That thought flashed through his mind, and he didn't dare to hope for it. Looking back and walking into the meditation room, I saw an old monk with low eyes in the beads and chanting, who is not the presiding Huijing Zen master of the Great Buddha Temple?

"Senior Brother Zen Sword, you're here. Zen Master Huijing put down the rosary in his hand.

See moderator. Zen Jian Yi Shi said.

"You and I, senior brothers, don't have to be bound by the number of courtesies. "Zen Master Huijing saluted.

Zen Master Huijing is the first disciple of Master Fanzhu, and Zen Jianyi is a disciple of Master Fankong, and he is also a disciple of Sanskrit, so the master and brother are commensurate and error-free.

"Senior brother, why did you invite me here this time? ”

"Last night there was a vision in the sky, but I saw it. Zen Master Huijing raised his eyes and looked at Zen Jianyi.

Why is the blood moon in the sky, the nine heavens of the sky mutating, and the wind and clouds pulling the mountains and rivers undergoing unusual changes, and the heavens and the earth are also awe-inspiring. "Zen sword once.

"Strangely enough, there are rumors among the people that 'see the blood moon, the demon appears' This vision is also the first time I have seen it in my life, I am afraid that the world will change. Zen Master Huijing paced in the meditation room, and his words were not finished: "Since ancient times, the confrontation between good and evil, and the dispute between black and white have never stopped. ”

"Senior brother, I'm worried too much, the cultivation of the true path is all based on the Great Pole Gate, why worry about the sky?"

"Demon subduing and defending the Dao is a matter within my righteous path, how can I stand idly by, and now I invite you to come because I want you to go down the mountain to find Huikong. "Huijing Zen Master said.

"Huikong has gone down the mountain?" Zen Jianyi was very surprised, since Huineng was buried in Dayu Mountain, Huikong Zen Master thought that he had lost his soul, and he had not paid attention to the world for a long time.

"Well, Senior Brother Huikong's disciples will go with you. ”

"Where to find him?" asked Zen Jian.

"Dayu Mountain. "There is a glimmer of light in Huijing's eyes.

Zen Jianyi knew that it was the place where the monk Fanzhu and Senior Brother Huineng passed away, and there was also the thousand-year-old evil queen who had gone to the Great Buddha Temple to ask about the theory of the lotus platform - Lingyi, could it be that Huikong went down the mountain this time to pay tribute to Huineng and Fanzhu.

"Okay, after saying goodbye to my master, we will go down the mountain. As soon as Zen Jian said that, he turned around and wanted to leave, and then turned back.

"Something else. The host of Huijing saw that Zen Jian wanted to speak and stopped, and it seemed that there was something left unfinished, so he said.

"Senior brother, I have something. Zen Jian blurted out without thinking: "Allow me to go to Jiuquan Xuanyuan's house." ”

Jiuquan, that's right, it's Jiuquan, Huijing presided over to make sure that he heard it right, it is the Jiuquan Xuanyuan family of "the famous Xuanyuan sword, thousands of troops and horses avoid Jiuquan", and it is also the Xuanyuan sword that is imprisoned under the wall of desirelessness, and the Xuanyuan sword who came to the Big Buddha Temple to find a Zen sword and a sword, and finally regardless of Xuanyuan, it is in the Big Buddha Temple.

"Why?" Huijing said with a stunned face, he was worried that his junior brother was also like Nanyangzi of the Great Pole Gate, so he asked clearly: "For the undivided victory?"

"To understand the siege of his sword marks. ”

After listening, Huijing presided over a sigh of relief and nodded silently, he knew that Zen Jianyi, Nanyangzi, and Xuanyuan Yijian were drunk and talked about swords under the Jiuquan Desireless Wall, which caused Nanyangzi to trap Xuanyuan's family for twenty or thirty years, and Nanyangzi never stepped out of the cave fairyland for half a step, and Zen Jianyi also lived in the backyard of the Zen room of the Big Buddha Temple for many years, and since then the world has lost the chivalrous things of the three famous swordsmen.

After the Zen sword exited the abbot's room, he went to the Buddha to say goodbye to his master - Master Fankong, when passing by the Taoist Lotus Platform, he remembered the purpose of going down the mountain this time, although he had not seen such a tragic situation in Dayu Mountain a hundred years ago, but in this Asking Lotus Platform was to see Lingyi, the woman who once admired her heart, why did she come to this point, and the jade was burned.

Time flies, the deceased is like this, and Zen Jianyi falls into deep memories.

Lingyi couldn't kneel down on her knees, and the pear blossom with the rain said sadly: "Let me see Huineng." ”

Liantai asked, asked Liantai, this is not a place for your children to have a private meeting. Van Kong scolded.

"Lingyi, go back, even if the Buddha Gate has the virtue of a good life, it will not condone you to do anything wrong in the land of the Buddha Gate. Huijing clasped his hands together: "You will die of this heart." ”

Seeing that she ignored her, Fankong said: "Those who love lust are like holding a torch against the wind, and they will have the trouble of burning their hands." ”

"When I let go of my thoughts, I feel at ease. Fanzhu's eyes were slightly closed and he sat on the main seat of the lotus platform.

Lingyi said exhaustively, begging bitterly: "Put it down, I haven't picked it up, how can I talk about putting it down, and I can't let go of the affection." “

"In this world, there are joys and sorrows, grievances and hatreds, and the dream of the bitter sea is charming. The bitter sea is endless, turning back is the shore, today I will understand everything about you and Huineng to cross the bitter sea. "Unmoved Brahmana.

"I am willing to do it, so why do I need to cross? The front is the shore, why do I need to turn back? I have become a Buddha and become holy, why do I need to struggle and wander?" Lingyi said hoarsely: "With a madness, a persistence, a love rolling in the wind and waves of this bitter sea, let the boat be a leaf, bumpy!"

Hearing this, many monks under the Lotus Terrace whispered, "Amitabha." As soon as Zen Jian heard the last sentence, there were inexplicable ripples in his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Master Fanzhu, who opened his eyes, looked at Lingyi: "If you can't let it go, you can't see through it." The Buddha said that there are three achievements, which are seen through the first sight, through the false name, through the position of power, through the profit, and through the relationship. The eternal merit is just a handful of loess, the mountain alliance and the sea oath are just a joke, and the obsession with the marquis is just half a piece of infatuation. “

"Let go, see through, be at ease. The last three words are like the wonderful law of Buddhism, so that many monks have clear eyes and clear hearts.

"To put it lightly, eat a lamp grass. The red dust is rolling, how can I easily see through it? What cause and effect Bodhi, what five aggregates are empty, I am a female streamer, and I am intoxicated in this red dust wind and waves, why do I need to see through? Where does it come from? Birds have the fetters of the sky, and swimming fish have the shackles of clear water. Three thousand worlds, all living beings and all things, I am afraid that they all seek to be free and can't. It's already ethereal, what's the use of asking for it?" Lingyi ignored her hoarse vocal cords and continued.

"Yao Palace is cold and bitter, not as cold and warm as the world, it has its own three autumns. If it is done, it will be achieved, and if it cannot be done, it will be done. "The Lingyi halberd pointed to the Heavenly Dao.

When Master Fanzhu saw her, he was so attached to this thought: "You want too much, you haven't seen through it, your heart is in the way, you haven't let go, then, you are at ease, far away from the stars!"

"With my eyes, I can't see through the world, I can't see through the emotional barrier, I can't see through Xuanji, I can't see through love. Three thousand weak water, a scoop of drink, that scoop of water, although the drink is willing, hearty!

Suddenly, Ling Yi laughed coldly: "Hehe, a cup of bitter wine, and now I have tasted its sweetness and clearness, and a bitter tea has also felt its fragrant aftertaste!"

Brahman was silent and looked at his senior brother.

"The breeze and the bright moon and the red clouds and the sunset are just the eyes of the head in leisure, and the years that have passed by the horse, who can see the retreating willow sprouts and swaying red flowers?" Master Fanzhu was angry, and he didn't want to stay on the lotus platform for a long time.

Master Fanzhu can say such words, it is really abnormal, everyone is stunned, and after that, he took the monks to leave the Taoist Lotus Platform. After all, this lingering point can't dissolve the hundred-year-old heart of serving the Buddha alone.

"Comfortable, Heavenly Dao, I don't want it! I just need to take you Huineng!" Lingyi finally hysterical, resounding in the sky.

Feel free, God, I don't want it. These words, word by word, are engraved in the heart of Zen Jianyi. , Dao Mo sighed in his heart: Three thousand worlds, three thousand weak water, three thousand green silk, three thousand acacias, how to cut it clearly?