The cold wind was bleak, the sky was shrouded in heavy clouds, and there was no trace of sunlight, only the sudden wind and snow whistled down, like ice crystals, and the cold wind blew on people's faces, like ice knives cutting faces.

Fazang Temple ushered in the first snow of the year.

It has been a long time since Nie Baji failed to achieve the gods, was erased by the Son of Heaven and was taken away by the mad monk.

Abandoning the red dust, detaching from the world, and practicing in seclusion require great perseverance.

The sound of the bell does not stop, so that people are at peace with their hearts, the wing room of Fazang Temple has floor heating, Nie Baji rarely comes to live, because he does not need to sleep, most of the time he sleeps in the wilderness, facing the loess with his back to the sky, watching people and mountains during the day, looking at the moon and the sky at night, and understanding the heaven and earth, this is his practice.

The snow is like catkins floating lightly with the wind, blowing more and more violently with the wind, falling more and more densely, and the snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger, like weaving a white net, and you can't see anything far away.

The little novices of Fazang Monastery were playing in the courtyard, laughing and playing, and it was supposed to be a time for zazen meditation, and there were strict martial artists to teach, but today they did not appear like abrupt snow, allowing the children to mess around.

The children are rarely silent on weekdays, and when they are rarely happy, it is rare to encounter something of interest, and even the martial artist does not want to disturb them.

The novices were orphans without parents.

Fazang Temple is famous all over the world, the flow of people is very large, there are many cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, there are often good men and women who throw the newborn children on the mountain and leave, almost all of them are young men and women, Fazang Temple also does not refuse, these children just replenish new blood.

After playing for a while, the cold wind was too strong, blowing the children's faces red, their eyebrows were dyed with hoarfrost, their little hands were frozen, and the sky and the earth were cold and biting.

"Shi Tingxuan, it's too cold outside, I won't play, go back to the house to warm up for a while. "There are children who are relatively weak and can't stand such bad weather.

"Then let's go out and play later. ”

"Good. "All the people are with them, and they are all going back to the house.

Nie Baji stood in the distance very early, quietly watching the children playing, his thoughts were flying, thinking of his childhood, lonely and lonely, soaking in the medicine jar every day, or practicing boxing, except for his sister Nie Jiugong, there were no playmates and no friends.

Until now that he is in his thirties, he is still like this, and the only eye-catching buddy Zhang Wu also broke up because of a woman, and he has been a lonely wolf walker all his life, I guess this is fate.

Feeling something, he walked forward and said to the children who were about to run into the house, "Children, can I play with everyone?"

The children looked at each other, but they were not stage frightened: "It's cold outside, you can go back to the house with me, and come out to play later." ”

"It's not cold outside, you see. Nie Baji smiled, this was the first time he had laughed in Fazang Temple, his face was a little stiff, and he was even more suspicious of playing treasures.

I saw him pointing to the snow in the yard, like a mythical scene, and those snowflakes were visibly melted away, spreading outward one by one.

In the blink of an eye, the whole yard became dry, and there was no steaming of water vapor, no mud after the ice and snow melted, just like a summer yard, with spring buds sprouting, warm and cold.

There are even more strange scenes, even the snowflakes that are flying in the sky do not fall into the yard, as if the wind has grown eyes and blows the snowflakes to other places.

As a result, the sky above the courtyard was like a crack in it, and it couldn't be closed, the snow couldn't fall, and the wind couldn't blow in.

Looking up at the sky, a canopy was formed there, the clear sky and the heavy snow were distinct, and a crack of thunder split the heaven and earth, which made people's hearts shocked.

"You, you, you ......" All the little novices were stunned, and involuntarily retreated, only to feel that the person in front of them was the reincarnation of a monster, only the gods in the mythical world have this ability, I don't let you snow, the snow can't fall.

This is not boxing, but immortal law.

In the ashram, the bodhisattvas and arhats seemed to feel something, and they came to the courtyard together and looked at the evil scene in the distance.

"How can a person's boxing skills reach this level?" Luo Han is a master of the sun and the moon, comprehending heaven and man, and manipulating feng shui, all of which are hand-to-hand kung fu, but seeing Nie Baji's ability is still unbelievable, which is beyond his imagination.

It would not be surprising if Nie Baji used his own energy field to carry qi and blood, emit heat, and melt the snow in the courtyard into water.

Any immortal can do it, a punch, the body heats up, like a volcanic eruption, evaporating snowflakes is not a problem.

But people just pointed their fingers, and the courtyard changed the sky and the earth, the cold winter changed to early spring, the seasons were reversed, the cold and warm changes were in one hand, the cold wind did not blow, and the snowflakes did not fall, which made people awe-inspired.

He can only change the seasons within a radius of a few meters, out of the courtyard, it is still a cold winter and heavy snow, in the face of nature, heaven and earth, and the universe, people can only accept it, even if the gods, even if the Taiyuan Emperor, in the face of the general trend, in the face of earthquakes, mountain floods, and blizzards, they can only look at it powerlessly. ”

The Moonlight Bodhisattva has a lofty realm and a unique vision, and he can see at a glance the weakness of Nie Baji and the weakness of people.

Compared with this world, manpower is exhausted and weak.

"The World Martial Arts Conference is convened, and we have also been invited, to go or not to go?"

"I'm going to go with Nikko, you guys are stationed in Fazang, and if we don't come back, it's up to you in the future. "The Moonlight Bodhisattva seems to be explaining the aftermath.

"Knowing that it is dangerous, just don't go, that Xingyi Gate has nothing to do with us, even if there are ten gods, as long as there is no festival, what does it matter if he is so much?"

"The world is difficult, fame and fortune can see through, but it is inevitable to fight for a word, Fazang Temple can have today's status, is the sages to fight, do not want Zen Buddhism to decline, you have to show the edge, so that the world does not dare to underestimate, our incense can be prosperous, people will come to worship, Zen can be carried forward. Someone has to take care of these things. Even the gods are inevitably fighting for words, let alone us. ”

This seems to mean something.

"Nie Baji should become a god, right?" the Sunlight Bodhisattva rarely spoke, and asked abruptly.

"A thought becomes a god, but almost no one can get by with this thought, this is a psychological barrier, and the holy realm is high. Just like you, you are obviously comparable to the ancient saints, but no one dares to admit that the so-called immortals, gods, and Buddhas are just like this, but your psychology is still weak. The only way is to fight the truth, use other people's blood, other people's will, and other people's boxing skills to prove their beliefs, crush their peers, one is not enough, press ten, until I get through the psychological barrier, I am a god!"

At some point, the mad monk stood in front of the ashram, but the Bodhisattvas and Arhats were unaware of it, and they didn't turn back until they heard the voice.

Gods, beyond the imagination of the world.

"Then you can't fight, how did you become a god back then?"

"If you can't fight, just endure it, sharpen your mind with great perseverance, you can't walk my way. ”