Chapter Seventy-Five: The Monk
Hiding his figure, he quietly came to the woods on the side of the road, only to see five or six big men in front of him who were surrounding a bald fat old man, Qu Yiwen listened to them talk for a while, obviously the bald old man was robbed, and those big men were the bandits who blocked the road and robbed. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"This is the only way to go to the fallen city, if I don't care if they rob him and he will come to rob me, it is better to join forces with this fat old man to fight away these bandits. Thinking of this, Qu Yiwen immediately appeared and jumped to the old man's side.
"Who are you?" the others were startled and asked sharply.
"I see people who are unhappy on the road!" Qu Yiwen replied, then turned around and hugged his fist at the bald old man, "Passing by here, I saw that there were bandits who came to help!"
"Amitabha, there is a labor almsgiving. The old man folded his hands and bowed, and then followed Qu Yiwen and fought with a few people.
Although a few people are aggressive, their skills are mediocre, the old man played a palm for a while, and the white spiritual power was gentle but domineering, but he couldn't see what the road was, but the people who were hit were all knocked out dozens of feet away and fell to the ground.
In the end, three of the six people were knocked unconscious, two ran away, and one was pierced by Qu Yiwen's sword qi and died.
"Amitabha, thank you for your help. The old man walked to Qu Yiwen and saluted, Qu Yiwen saw that he was mediocre but extraordinary, he didn't dare to underestimate him, and he hurriedly returned the salute, "The seniors are so good, but the juniors are ...... abrupt", Qu Yiwen estimated that even if he didn't come, these people would definitely not be able to support the old man's three moves, and he was a little arrogant, "I don't know where the seniors want to go?"
"Amitabha, the poor monk wants to go to Longyin Temple a hundred miles south to visit friends, but he didn't expect to encounter such bandits, but thank you for your help. ”
The old man's words were in a fog, but he knew that people were thanking him, so he hurriedly said, "The seniors are polite, and they are also heading to the south to fall into the city, and there is a beast cart just in stock, why don't you let the seniors download a ride?"
"Amitabha, thank you so much. ”
Qu Yiwen drove over and drove the old man all the way south.
"Amitabha, the poor monk sees that the donor is related to the Buddha, but I don't know what to call the donor?" the two people in the car sat side by side, and the old man asked.
Qu Yiwen asked, but thought in his heart, "This old man is so strange, he actually said something he didn't understand." It turned out that there was no Buddhism in the lower realm, so it was no wonder that he had never seen someone like the old man.
"Hehe, everything in the world, there is no Buddha in the five worlds. The old man replied.
"Oh, what is a Buddha? The younger generation has never heard of the Buddha in their hometown. ”
"It is a Buddha to save the dead and help the wounded, it is a Buddha to see injustice on the road, it is a Buddha to sacrifice oneself for righteousness, and it is also a Buddha to respect the old and love the young. The old man replied.
"Oh?" Qu Yiwen asked, "that goodness is a Buddha?"
"Hehe, goodness is not necessarily a Buddha. Kindness can be Tao, chivalry, and righteousness, but the Buddha must be good. ”
"Oh......" Qu Yiwen was thoughtful.
"Hehe, does the donor know what kindness is?" the old man asked after smiling slightly.
"Hmm...... There are tigers that kill deer, and it is good to save deer. Qu Yiwen said after thinking for a while.
"Hehe, you have caused the tiger to have no food, maybe it has been hungry for a long time, so it depends on the deer to save its life, and you make such a fuss, don't you kill an innocent tiger? The old man shook his head and said.
“...... What the seniors said is reasonable......"
"If the donor is a demon clan, and the human race comes to attack the demon clan, kill your people, humiliate your wife and children, and occupy your rivers and mountains, how will you be treated?" the old man asked.
"Of course, it is to try my best to break through Xiguan. Qu Yiwen replied with his head held high.
"But the donor is a human race, what if the demon race is like this?" the old man asked.
"......" Qu Yiwen fell into a contradiction, "Do you still ask your seniors to solve your doubts?"
"Hehe, chasing the tiger and saving the deer is a small kindness, and it is a small righteousness to slaughter people and demons. You need to know that everything in the world is opposite, but everything is interdependent. Today the eagle eats the snake, tomorrow the snake eats the egg. Demons kill people and eat meat, and people also destroy demons and take pills. The world is divided into heaven and earth, yin and yang, the spirit and demon are turbid, there is yang in yin, and there is yin in yang, just like the two qi of spirit and demon, the fusion of spirit and demon is chaos, only spirit and demon are one......"
"How?" Qu Yiwen was fascinated and hurriedly asked.
"The spirit and the demon are combined into one party!"
"Fusion of spirit and demon...... Spirit and demon are one......" Qu Yiwen muttered to himself, "Senior! But how can you be united?"
"What do you see in my palm?" the old man stretched out his palm, but there was nothing in it.
"Nothing. Qu Yiwen replied honestly.
"Hahaha, but I said it has everything in heaven and earth!"
"Nothing...... But there are all the ?...... of heaven and earth."
Qu Yiwen's eyes were confused and he didn't know where God was going, and he muttered repeating what the old man had just said, and he was completely forgetful for a while, and he actually fell into an epiphany.
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"Everything comes out of nothing, everything goes out of nothing, what is today is nothing else...... What is not today, what is ...... tomorrow"
At this time, he couldn't see it, the two spirit and demon qi in his body were fusing in pairs like an iceberg melting, rotating each other, the black and white colors turned gray, and the gray qi turned into invisible, and the spirit and demon qi in his body became less and less, but the momentum was getting stronger and stronger.
Sunrise and sunset, and then rise and set, two days passed in a blink of an eye, but Qu Yiwen was still ignorant of the outside world. It's just that he now feels to outsiders that his spiritual power is weak like a mortal, but he is as ethereal as a cloud of smoke, and he is unspeakably mysterious.
It wasn't until the third day that Qu Yiwen came back to his senses, as if he had just woken up from a dream, but found that the old man around him had long since disappeared.
"Seniors, seniors!" Qu Yiwen hurriedly jumped out of the beast cart and shouted around, and all that answered him was the chirping of birds and bursts of cicadas, and half a figure could be seen anywhere.
"This senior must be a master of the world......! I was so ashamed to be ...... I didn't have time to say thank you," Qu Yiwen sighed and pondered, and then knelt down on the north road and kowtowed respectfully nine times. When I looked up, I just saw four big characters engraved on the handrail of the edge of the beast car, "Meet again".
"It seems that the seniors have calculated that we will meet one day, and we must worship him as a teacher when the time comes!" Qu Yiwen made up his mind and jumped into the beast cart and continued to rush south.
Qu Yiwen secretly pondered to himself, after receiving the guidance of the noble man this time, he gained a lot, and that senior not only taught him the way of being a human cultivator, but also guided him to solve the problem of the unity of spirit and demon. Now he doesn't seem to have any spiritual power in his body, but his strength is not the same as before.
"I used to think that cultivation is the most precious strength, and many of the classics left by my parents were all to fight to save my life, but now I know that cultivation is not just about fighting and killing people, every word and deed, a spirit is practice, and it may have infinite power. It seems that my parents' vision is really extraordinary, otherwise I would not have left so many books of self-cultivation and anecdotes, it seems that I have to study it slowly in my spare time. Inspired by the old man, Qu Yiwen took out a pile of straw paper books that he threw into the corner of the Wushen Ring in his early years, which read "Records of the Spirit World", and I don't know who wrote it, from the demon domain to the human race to the East China Sea, a lot of strange things and strange things have been recorded, some of which he knows, and some of which are incredible, and I don't know if it's true.
The beast car was speeding all the way on the vast official road, and now it has been another two days, and finally began to meet pedestrians, and after driving for half a day, Qu Yiwen's beast car is surrounded by groups of people and vehicles, and there is an endless stream. Some of them are usually pulling a car by themselves, and some are a luxurious cart drawn by several majestic horses, and the people in front of them have to get out of the way, and at first glance they are either rich or expensive, and some are dressed in tatters, like beggars, and some are roe deer, not like legitimate people...... And at the forefront, the gate of the fallen city stands like a giant, and I don't know what kind of prosperity is behind the black city wall, just look at the pieces of bricks and tiles like jasper. Countless soldiers on the city wall patrol and guard with knives and guns, the city gate is also guarded by soldiers on the left and right, there are two side gates next to the main gate, several soldiers are checking the pedestrians entering and exiting one by one, and the gate can only be passed by those who ride in luxurious cars, the soldiers on the left and right nod their heads and salute, so it is not magnificent.
Qu Yiwen drove the car slowly towards the side door, looking at how similar all this was to the original wandering mortal town. "What is the difference between a monk and a mortal? It's just a mortal with a slightly stronger strength and a slightly longer life......
Just as he was thinking wildly, he came to the door in a blink of an eye, and two soldiers walked up to look at him and shouted, "Show your identity token and pay fifty spirit crystals!"
Identity Token...... Oops, forget about this ......" Qu Yiwen was shocked, and suddenly thought about it again, "By the way, don't I have a token of Shangguan's shame? No one knows that he is dead, so it is better to act with his identity, and it is convenient to infiltrate the Shangguan family." ”
Quickly took out the identity token and fifty spirit crystals of Shangguan shame and handed them to the officers and soldiers, and the officers and soldiers took it impatiently, and nagged in their mouths, "Like a girl, take a token ink for half a day......"
"Hehe, there is Lao Guanye, there is Lao Guanye......"
The officers and soldiers were suddenly startled after reading the token, and quickly looked up at Qu Yiwen again, and said with a smile on their faces, "Yo...... It turned out to be the son of the Shangguan family, the little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, damn it! Damn it! Niu Cao actually let the son go through the side door, it really damn it! The little one must be punished heavily, and I hope that the son Haihan ......"
"What a cow Cao Ma Cao, but he shirked it cleanly. Qu Yiwen smiled secretly in his heart, but he said, "Hehe, what is the official talking about, he is just a down-and-out clansman." ”
When the officer and soldier heard that Qu Yiwen was a foreign border clan, the sycophancy on his face suddenly disappeared, and his body stood upright, but he spoke politely, "Hehe, it turned out to be a foreign son, presumably he came to participate in the family's 100-year competition, maybe the son can show his strength on the big competition, and which elder is in love, maybe he will soar into the sky, hehe." ”
"A hundred years of Dabi?" Qu Yiwen pondered in his heart, maybe Shangguan Shame's murder was related to this Dabi, "Okay, since I promised to help you, I'll be his Shangguan Shame for a while!"
"Borrowing the auspicious words of Brother Tai, if there is a day of take-off, I will not forget the care of Brother Tai at this time. Qu Yiwen said with his fists clenched.
"Hahaha, it's easy to say, in Xia Pan Shangwu, if there is any inconvenience for my brother walking in the city, you can report my brother's name, although my brother and I are not a big official, but I am still a small force in this fallen city, and I must not let you suffer a loss!" The officer and soldier were also arrogant, patted Qu Yiwen on the shoulder and said, Qu Yiwen hurriedly thanked him, and then the officer and soldier politely sent him into the city, and finally even the fifty spirit crystals were exempted......
"Centennial Competition...... I have to inquire about the specific news......" Qu Yiwen thought for a while and decided to go to the restaurant first, after all, the cheapest place to inquire about the news is the restaurant. However, before leaving, he sold his beast cart in exchange for eight hundred spirit crystals, which temporarily solved the embarrassing situation of empty sleeves now.