In the windless quiet night, in the solemn Buddha hall, two little novices with almost identical facial features and facial features looked at each other wordlessly. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info but in Zhikong's clear black pupils, there was disbelief, and Xiao Yun's purple-red bloody eyes were full of shame.

In the silence, Xiao Yun felt more and more guilty, so he said softly: "Little Master Zhikong, I'm sorry! I have to find my only brother, there is really no other way, so I ...... doing this."

At this moment, Xiao Yun completely ignored the old abbot of Xuanxiang, and just apologized to Zhikong helplessly. It can be seen that a young man with a pure nature yearns for the beauty and kindness in human nature. However, his fate has always been troubled, and his mind has always been twisted by the impermanence of the world.

Zhikong stared blankly at the cloud chief in front of him, who was exactly the same as himself, and after a while, his delicate and immature little face showed a little disappointment. However, the simple little novice never reprimanded others, and the gentle and kind Zhikong will never learn to speak ill.

Zhikong slowly sighed as he seemed to be trying hard, as if he was trying his best to suppress the loss in his heart. But he didn't talk to Xiao Yun, then folded his hands and bowed, and silently stood behind the old abbot of Xuanxiang, closed his eyes and chanted softly.

"The relics are not different from the void, the emptiness is not different from the color, the color is the emptiness, the emptiness is the color, the thought and the knowledge are the same. The relics are the ...... of the emptiness of all the laws."

Xiao Yundui looked at Zhikong's obviously suppressed expression, listening to the faint sound of the Prajna Heart Sutra reciting, and only felt that this Heart Sutra practiced by all the Buddhists was like a clear spring, just quietly flowing in his heart.

With the sound of Zhikong's immature but sweet spring-like chanting, Xiao Yun's heart, which was entangled by strong emotions such as anxiety and shame, was inexplicably calmed down a lot. It also made the murderous aura of the young man's originally bloody eyes dissipate, and he gradually regained his previous calm and calm expression.

The old abbot of Xuanxiang saw that Xiao Yun was no longer murderous, but he did not scold him angrily. The chubby white-clothed old host just smiled, and his long white eyebrows were full of compassion, and then the gentle words sounded in the hall.

"Cloud Chief, please don't get me wrong, the old man has no malicious intentions. However, the Taoist chief came here in disguise at night, but he wanted to search for Zhizhen, who had disappeared? ”

Xiao Yun heard the words of the old abbot Xuanxiang's inquiry, and was silent for a long moment before sighing lightly, but he didn't speak again. The words of the white-clothed old host undoubtedly gave the answer, making Xiao Yun understand that Xiao Feng was not captured by Puhui Zen Temple and returned to the temple.

Such an answer made the young man realize that he had lost his only relative, and when he heard the bad news, Xiao Yun was actually a little disheartened and sad, but he was as sluggish as a lost soul for a long time. If it weren't for Zhikong's non-stop chanting of the Prajna Heart Sutra, I am afraid that the young man who will be hit again will be even more heartbroken.

"The path is long, the dependent arising emptiness, the division is the union, and the separation is the gathering. You and I are both cultivators, and you can't mess up your state of mind because of the gathering and separation of relatives for a while, you must know that everyone has their own fate, maybe Zhizhen's trip is not only harmless, but also has an organic fate, why should the Taoist be obsessed!"

At this moment, I heard the old abbot Xuanxiang's Zen aphorism, and it went straight to Xiao Yun's confused and sad heart. But it made Xiao Yun feel refreshed when he heard this, and he returned to his previous composure in an instant. The wonder of Buddhism is fully displayed at this moment, and it clearly helps young people to get out of sorrow and confusion.

But Xiao Yun's composure still has a deep sense of remorse, and the young man always feels that his younger brother's loss is all his fault, so he grits his teeth with hatred. And today's experience in Puhui Zen Monastery also made Xiao Yun understand the sins he had made.

Xiao Yun had already guessed what he was wrong with, the four old monks he killed by mistake in Qishan Zhiye were obviously not the ones who kidnapped Xiaofeng. The old Confucian of Qishi Academy also said that Xiaofeng was swept away by the black wind, and there was no doubt that someone else kidnapped Xiaofeng.

Now not only did he lose the opportunity to save his younger brother, but he also mistakenly killed the four Buddhists who were going to rescue Xiaofeng, and because of this, he mixed into the Puhui Monastery and almost burst into murderous thoughts under the turmoil. All of this is because of his own recklessness, is it true that his own way of refining his mind is practiced like this?

Thinking about this, Xiao Yun was full of regret in his heart, and he felt that he no longer had the face to face the old abbot of Xuanxiang and Zhikong. However, the matter has come to this, and it is too unreasonable to be deceived against his will, so the young man immediately bowed and no longer prevaricated.

"Master Abbot, Xiao Yun actually has no malice when he enters the temple. It is only because Zhizhen, a disciple of your temple, is the younger brother of the boy who has been lost for many years, so he has this trip. Now that the younger brother is no longer in your temple, Xiao Yun also knows that he is lying and deceitful and filthy, so he no longer dares to stay in the temple with a cheeky face, so he bids farewell to the abbot master. ”

Xuan Xiang didn't seem to be surprised when he heard this, but still smiled and said gently: "Actually, the Taoist doesn't need to worry about this, and the old man has no intention of blaming. The Taoist chief is persistent because of his flesh and blood affection, which is also human nature, so why leave the temple when this spirit and witch are powerful. If something happens to the Dao Leader himself, wouldn't it be even more indefinite to find Brother Ling?"

Xiao Yun was even more ashamed when he heard this, but he couldn't say anything about killing the four monks by mistake. The young man who felt shameless still had a trace of extravagant hope in his heart at the moment, and just wanted to return to Qishi Academy as soon as possible to search carefully, hoping to find the clues of the person who kidnapped Xiaofeng, and indeed he had no intention of staying in Puhui Zen Academy.

"Thank you Master Abbot for your care, but the kid really has no shame to stay, and he is always anxious about his younger brother's affairs. Rong Xiaozi will come to ask for sin again in the future, and he will leave. ”

After finishing speaking, I saw Xiao Yun's body twitch for a while, and he returned to his true form in less than three breaths. But the two Buddhist disciples were not surprised, and the old abbot of Xuanxiang was a little surprised. At this time, I saw the young man saluting, and he was undoubtedly about to leave immediately.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the old abbot of Xuanxiang gave eleven salutes, and then gave Xiao Yun a parting gift: "Dao Chief, and walk slowly, Lao Qu also has a word to give him, and I hope that the Dao Chief is not too vulgar, and he listens to it." ”

Xiao Yun didn't know what Xuanxiang had to say, but the young man who was already ashamed in his heart still slowed down according to his words, and at this time he heard the old abbot of Xuanxiang sing a line: "Those who hang are suspended, those who are hindered are suffocated, according to the original wisdom of one mind, not according to the karmic knowledge of dependent origination, and the delusion of not living in the dust." Then the mind is hollow, the Dharma is empty, and the mind does not live according to one Dharma, and it has been very free. ”

When Xiao Yun heard this passage, he was suddenly shocked in his heart, as if he had realized a lot in an instant. Although the young man has also read the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, the verses given by the old abbot Xuanxiang at parting are the experience of the old abbot who has practiced the Heart Sutra for nearly a thousand years, which is obviously much deeper than Xiao Yun's self-realization.

Of course, although Xiao Yun's self-created way of refining the mind also seeks to be at ease, it is not the same thing as the Prajna Heart Sutra. The Prajnaparamita on which Bodhisattva (Bodhisattva) is based will not pursue any idealism and selfishness like Xiao Yun.

However, Prajnaparamita means wisdom to the other side, and the practice of Prajna Heart Sutra is first and foremost to renounce delusion, not to live with the six consciousnesses, not to possess the five aggregates, and to endure all suffering as practice, and this is the most needed way of liberation for Xiao Yun's distorted mind.

It can be seen that the old abbot Xuanxiang, who has been observing Xiao Yun all along, has already clarified the distorted heart of Xiao Yun, a pure and good young man, through the various words and deeds of the young man, and this is why he has the current parting words. It can also be seen from this that although the old abbot of Xuanxiang is an old man, he is a real wise elder and a compassionate Buddha.

Xiao Yun, who was closing his eyes and meditating at this moment, benefited a lot from standing still for a long time. The power of the heart in the dantian of the young man has been like an epiphany in this evolution of the heart that is both sad and awake, both confused and enlightened. In the past, Xiao Yun's hateful and murderous heart power actually had such an imperceptible sense of peace.

After a quarter of an hour, Xiao Yun, who had been thinking for a long time, came back to his senses, and even worshiped the old abbot Xie Xuanxiang with his teacher. Although the young man has a strong desire to learn about Buddhism, he will definitely not want to be a monk. However, Xiao Yun also greatly changed his prejudice against Buddhism because of his gratitude at this moment.

The old abbot of Xuanxiang smiled and helped Xiao Yun up, and he couldn't help but secretly praise this child's understanding for a thousand years. It's a pity that this son has a resolute face and a sharp blade in his eyebrows, and the towering mountain roots represent both weight and blessing, as well as decisive killing. It is undoubtedly extremely difficult for this son to practice the Buddha of Compassion, and today's affairs should be done to form a good karma.

After Xiao Yun finished his salute and insisted on leaving a drop of the Innocent Divine Spring as an apology to Zhikong, he saw the bright purple light in the hall flashing out of thin air, and the young man in it was gone without a trace in an instant. The three monks, old and young, were shocked when they saw this strange thing that came and went without a shadow, except for the old abbot of Xuanxiang.

"Abbot Patriarch, the disciple has something to do, please ask the patriarch to teach. The disciple looked at this Xiao Yun as very murderous and treacherous, and it was clear that he had a plan to sneak into our temple. Why didn't the abbot patriarch not only embarrass him, but also give him enlightenment?"

The young deacon disciples of the Discipline Academy may have been frightened by Xiao Yun's murderous aura just now, so they didn't understand what the old abbot was doing. Qingjun monks, who specialize in punishment, naturally have a bit of habitual thinking of jealousy and hatred, even if they have doubts.

"Xiao Yun has never done evil, so why should you embarrass him? Because you are a disciple of the Discipline Academy, it is inevitable that you will have this idea of punishing sins for a long time in your daily life, but you must not grow hatred because of jealousy. You must know that my Buddha is compassionate and universalizes sentient beings, even if Xiao Yun has done evil, he needs to be reformed according to the Dharma first, how can he speak in vain and rebuke? ”

Monk Qingjun also quickly woke up when he heard this, and after thanking him, he was very happy to receive the punishment. Xiao Yun didn't know that because of him, an ordinary disciple of the Discipline Academy was also enlightened by the old abbot of Xuanxiang, and the young man at this moment had already shuttled back to Qishi County.

However, Xiao Yun had just emerged from the bright purple light when he was shocked by everything that appeared in front of him. This place is still the former Xiao family's mansion, and it is completely ruined. And the corpses that can be glimpsed through the cracks of the ruins all declare that this is a place of death.

The home of the richest man in Qishi County has long been reduced to rubble at this moment. All Xiao Yun could see was the collapsed houses in the county town and the huge cracks in the ground. Obviously, the coming catastrophe did not only appear in the Thousand Buddha Cliffs, but also completely razed the small county thousands of miles away.

Surprised by this completely unexpected and inevitable scene, Xiao Yun suddenly looked anxiously towards the Qishi Academy. But all you can see is the collapsed mountains and the mud and gravel that buries nearly half of the small county. There is still the green Qishan Mountain, and the former academy has been completely destroyed.

Such a scene undoubtedly wiped out Xiao Yun's last extravagant hope of finding Xiao Xiaofeng, and even the hometown that could be used as a memory no longer existed. So the young man was stunned in the ruins like a puppet, but the bloody eyes that flashed with blood clearly indicated that Xiao Yun's madness was about to break out.

At this moment, a woman's scream came with the wind, and even Xiao Yun, who was shocked and did not feel at ease. The young man immediately followed the sound and released his mind, and immediately the anger in his heart erupted like a volcano, and he rushed towards the ruins not far away.

It was only because Xiao Yun had a good understanding that he found that two giant men who were nearly twice as strong as ordinary mortals and covered in animal skins were violently committing violence to their newly acquainted neighbor, Sister Pomegranate. The poor mortal woman managed to survive the catastrophe, but soon ushered in a tragic fate.

Two strong black men who were wantonly committing violence were roaring like beasts, as if they were laughing loudly. Unaware that the angry evil star was coming, it can be seen that these two strange giants have a general spiritual sense, and they can just bully powerless mortals.

In an instant, a small black and red sword flashed in the air, and immediately slashed two ugly heads scattered from the cloak, and also brought up a bright red blood column like a fountain. For a while, the ground was dyed red, and after the headless bodies of the two giants fell to the ground, a strange flesh wind began along the necks.

However, Xiao Yun, who immediately appeared in shape, covered his face with his sleeves, and did not dare to look at Sister Pomegranate, who was completely naked. Just because of the poor petite mortal woman, how could she withstand the merciless tart of the two giants? The delicate body was almost torn apart, and at this moment it had been destroyed to the point that it was inhuman, and the scream just now was undoubtedly the sorrow of the mortal woman before she died.

A moment later, Xiao Yun, who couldn't bear Sister Pomegranate's body exposed to the wild, summoned flames to burn the poor woman's body to ashes. Xiao Yun, who was originally separated from his younger brother and had a heavy heart, witnessed such a tragedy again, only to feel that the depression in his chest was so overwhelming that he couldn't breathe, and he suddenly raised his head to the sky and howled.

The mournful sound echoed over the ruins for a long time, and this piercing whistling sound was actually suppressed by extreme emotions, containing extremely strange power to disturb the soul. The terrifying howl not only did not startle any birds, but caused the crows to fall to the ground immediately, but the weak true soul was instantly shattered and killed by the whistling sound.

But this poignant howling sound also made Xiao Yun a clear target, attracting many of his fellow clansmen who had just been killed by the two giants. Immediately, I saw nearly a thousand tall black-skinned monsters gushing out of the ruins, their clothes and ornaments were clearly similar to those of the spirit witch, and the two were only slightly smaller than the spirit witch.

Nearly a thousand tall and strange people who were obviously alien races, although they were also shocked by Xiao Yun's howling, but the alien race, who was born stronger than mortals, could barely withstand it. Xiao Yun was still just a rudimentary sound, and he didn't even realize it, and he undoubtedly didn't have enough power at this moment without cultivation.

After a few breaths, the screaming boy stopped, and cast his blood-swelling eyes at the incoming aliens. At this moment, the killing intent in Xiao Yun's heart could no longer be suppressed, but he immediately urged the evil power of his whole body to rush up, and he swept into the alien race like a swept.

The crazy outbreak of Xiao Yun was undoubtedly extremely terrifying, the already murderous young man was almost condensed into substance, and a pair of bloody eyes swallowed out a short and short pillar of blood-red light, just like a blood demon who had fallen into the mortal world by mistake. The nearly 1,000 alien races that had just appeared were shocked to see this inhuman mortal boy, and they were so frightened that they no longer trembled.

And in order to kill all these damn aliens, the furious Xiao Yun not only urged all his various killing techniques to the extreme, but also immediately summoned the clone and Dudu to slaughter together. In this way, the alien races who were afraid of it became more and more unable to resist the bloody slaughter set off by Xiao Yun alone.

For a time, in this small county town that had become a ruin, countless shadowless evil rays flew in the air, and the alien races they came into contact with fell silently in an instant. The dense and overwhelming blood shadow blades around Xiao Yun's body couldn't help but beep and spiral, intertwining with the layers of black wind and blood haze, as if the young Hades were urging the clouds of death.

In the midst of such a terrifying slaughter, an unstoppable black and red whirlwind and an invincible silver figure were shocked to rush forward in the splashing blood rain. The alien race, whose fighting spirit had dissipated, could still resist it, and then quickly collapsed, turned around and fled.

It's a pity that the defeat of the terrifying killing star of the enemy Xiao Yun is death, and it is impossible to escape. I saw that the dazzling golden light of the Dao Dao flashed one after another, and in an instant, the fleeing alien race was imprisoned on the spot and unable to move. But it is the treasure of heaven and earth that Xiao Yun can rely on all his life, and the soul-fixing divine light that can be dominated when he enters the fairyland.

Perhaps the battle in the small county town at this moment can no longer be called a fierce battle, this is simply a one-sided bloody slaughter. It can be seen that these nearly 1,000 alien races are just weak people who came to the ruins to loot, and there are no strong ones among them. It's not surprising that no matter what race or strong people can do dirty work?

Xiao Yun, who had a crazy outbreak, only took less than a hundred breaths to slaughter all these nearly a thousand low-level alien races. With such a killing efficiency, it is obviously the most suitable for group battles, but the most terrifying is the blood-turning evil sword that turns into wind.

The crazy killing only ended in an instant, and then there was a blood hall in the red glow extracting blood spirits, refining souls in the black light, and collecting remnant souls, and I heard the dudu who returned to the master's side at this moment said: "Master, these alien races are Li Wu, and they are also from the underground. Nearly a thousand low-level Li witches have been slaughtered by us, which will inevitably lead to their great witches, master, it is better for us to leave here as soon as possible. ”

The murderous aura in Xiao Yun's heart was also vented after this bloody massacre, and he also regained some composure. The young man of Li Wu mentioned by Dudu had also seen the narrative in the classics, and knew that these alien races were one of the ancient Wu clans, and he didn't want Li Wu to be like the spirit witch and start to counterattack the ground homeland.

"Strange News of the Eastern Wilderness" contains: There is a Li Wu clan in the east of the flood wilderness, which is Li Greed, Li Ju, Li Lu, Li Wen, Li Guang, Li Wu, Li Po, Li Fu, Li Bi brothers nine tribes, each tribe is divided into nine clans, combined into eighty-one people, so it is also called the Jiuli clan, and it was once one of the overlords of the ancient mortal world.

Jiuli calls himself a descendant of the ancient demon god Chiyou Miao, who is a rebel god under the throne of Emperor Wuzhen Shennong, and once usurped the throne and claimed to be Emperor Yan. Later, he led the Jiuli clan to fight with the two emperors of Shennong and Xuanyuan in Zhuolu, and was defeated and defeated. Therefore, half of the Jiuli people are scattered into the human race, which is the origin of Li in the word Li people.

The other half of the Witches fled into the underworld with the other branches of the Ancient Witch Clan, and now they have returned to their homeland in the midst of this catastrophe. The second wave of this Heaven and Earth Tribulation actually broke out directly within the mortal realm, and I don't know how many ancient witch clans will come one after another. But it is a hundred times more dangerous and tragic than the invasion of the green yaksha that can be resisted.

In the black light of the blood glow, Xiao Yun looked at the ruined Qishi County, although the killing thoughts in his heart were still fierce, but the tragic situation of Sister Pomegranate always reappeared in the young man's heart. Under the touching scene, Xiao Yun only felt good and not sad, how could the fate of mortals be so tragic? Isn't it that if it is not extinct, this catastrophe of heaven and earth will continue forever?

After a long time, I heard Xiao Yun say: "Dudu, it seems that I can't find Xiaofeng anymore, but should we go there to live in secret? I used to always be on the run, and now I don't want to run anymore! I can't forget my promise to Grandpa Zuo Sheng, from today onwards we will kill witches ......" (To be continued. )