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Last time, it was said that Lu Chuanzong was kidnapped by horse thieves on the way back to Lujiazhuang, and after being imprisoned for a long time, when the horse thieves were about to execute him, he was accidentally rescued by the Shaolin monk Zhenzhi. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But when Lu Chuanzong returned to Lujiazhuang, the entire Lujiazhuang had already turned into a pile of rubble and scorched earth, and no one outside Lu Chuanzong was able to escape.

Lu Chuanzong almost vomited blood and died when he saw the tragic situation in front of him, but thanks to the divine monk Zhenzhi who protected his vitality with pure internal strength, he saved Lu Chuanzong's life.

However, Lujiazhuang fell, and the last fetters in Lu Chuanzong's heart were only Liu Mengli, who was far away in Hangzhou Mansion, but when Lu Chuanzong rushed back to Hangzhou Mansion non-stop, God slapped him hard again.

Originally, there was no trace of Liu Mengli in the inn where Liu Mengli was stationed, and after several twists and turns, Lu Chuanzong found out that Liu Mengli was likely to be taken away by the mother of the old bustard king of the Songzhu Pavilion.

But at this time, the Songzhu Pavilion was wiped out like Lujiazhuang, and the men's nursing home, including the old bustard Wang's mother, was slaughtered, and there was no trace of the female singer in the dilapidated Songzhu Pavilion.

After Lu Chuanzong saw the scene in front of him, he suddenly felt a whirlwind of the sky, the destruction of Lujiazhuang, and the disappearance of Liu Mengli, as if a sharp knife was inserted into his chest.

In just a few days, Lu Chuanzong's entire world seemed to have lost its color, and he was like a soulless puppet walking corpse roaming the streets and alleys of Hangzhou Mansion, trying to find Liu Mengli's whereabouts.

But at this time, Liu Mengli had already been taken away by the Jialuo Ouyang Demon Tribulation among the eight Heavenly Dragons of the Xuanluo Divine Sect and taken into his subordinates, even if Lu Chuanzong turned over the entire Hangzhou Mansion, where could he find the slightest shadow of Liu Mengli.

After wandering like this for a few days, Lu Chuanzong was exhausted, and the little money he raised from his friends in the academy was also used, looking at the bustling crowd in Hangzhou's mansion, Lu Chuanzong felt a strange loneliness.

Looking at the vast blue sky above his head, looking at the thick land under his feet, the world is so vast, but he can't find his place between heaven and earth.

I don't know when, Lu Chuanzong's ghost envoy walked out of Hangzhou City, walked into the wilderness outside the city, found a dead tree with slanting branches, and slowly untied the silk silk on his waist.

He tied a knot around the silk silk in his hand on a branch of a dead tree, and then grabbed the silk silk hanging from the tree with both hands and stuffed his head into it......

After a while, Lu Chuanzong felt that he couldn't breathe, and all the things of the past appeared in front of him, including his memories of his time in Lujiazhuang, as well as the warmth of Songzhu Pavilion and Liu Mengli.

The silk silk sank deeper and deeper into Lu Chuanzong's neck, and at this time, even if Lu Chuanzong wanted to save himself, there was nothing he could do, just when Lu Chuanzong was about to lose his breath.

He seemed to faintly hear a low Buddha horn in his ears, and couldn't help but think in his heart that the morning bell and dusk drum blissful death was not a lie, otherwise how could he hear the Buddha horn when he was dying.

Immediately following Lu Chuanzong, he felt that his body suddenly lightened, as if he was fluttering and as if he was about to fall into the abyss, and a vague figure of a monk seemed to appear in front of him......

When Lu Chuanzong woke up again, he was awakened by a loud bell, and slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was a sandalwood-shrouded meditation room.

The faint chanting of the scriptures, the soft chanting of the wooden fish, and the Hong Zhong interspersed with them constituted a strange rhythm in which Lu Chuanzong felt unprecedented peace.

Could it be that this is the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom praised in the Buddhist scriptures, and it seems that he has transcended the human world......

"Amitabha, Lord Lu, you have finally woken up. A gentle but not solemn voice suddenly remembered, and completely woke Lu Chuanzong from his confusion.

Lu Chuanzong hurriedly looked in the direction where the voice came from, and saw that the Shaolin monk Zhenzhi appeared in the room at some point, looking at him with a smile.

"Master Zhenzhi, why are you?" Lu Chuanzong didn't seem to have figured out the current situation, and he was a little strange why the Shaolin Divine Monk Zhenzhi appeared here.

Zhen Zhi said: "I am me and not me, just as you are you and not you, why can't Lu Shi see through the red dust." ”

This sentence echoed in Lu Chuanzong's mind like a morning bell and a dusk drum, Lu Chuanzong seemed to have an understanding, but he didn't seem to have caught anything, but he faintly felt that the monk Zhenzhi was admonishing himself not to take his own life, so wouldn't he not die, and this solemn place was naturally not the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom.

Lu Chuanzong bowed and said sincerely: "Thank you master for mentioning that the younger generation must remember it in your heart, dare to ask the master where is this?"

Zhenzhi was also quite appreciative when he saw that Lu Chuanzong finally lifted his spirits, and replied: "Master Lu, you were fortunate to have an old monk passing by and found out before you could save you and bring you back to Shaolin, this is naturally Songshan Shaolin Temple." ”

Lu Chuanzong said: "It turns out that this is Songshan Shaolin, and the younger generations have admired the name for a long time, but when they were just drowsy, they mistakenly thought that they had arrived in the Western Heaven Buddha Kingdom." ”

The monk Zhenzhi said: "Master Lu, as long as you have a Buddha in your heart, there is a Buddha country everywhere in the Western Heavens. ”

When Lu Chuanzong heard Zhenzhi say, "As long as you have a Buddha in your heart, you will be a Buddha country everywhere in the Western Heavens", and he couldn't help but ask himself.

I used to be full of fame, I read poetry and books all day long, and tried to name the gold list, and after meeting Liu Mengli, I was loved.

Buddhism has a cloud of karma and retribution, and he was still young and suffered the disaster of destroying his wife and hated it, thinking that he must have been contaminated with a lot of karma in his previous life and previous life, so that he would suffer so much suffering in this life, even if he died, would he be able to get liberation?

At this time, the monk Zhenzhi suddenly spoke: "Master Lu, everything has a certain number of forced demands, and now that Lujiazhuang has been destroyed and the donor has been rescued by the old monk, there should be such a difficulty in the underworld, please mourn the donor." ”

Lu Chuanzong knew that the Zhenzhi Divine Monk had good intentions, in order to make him no longer have the idea of suicide, remembering that he had been rescued by Master Zhenzhi three times in a row in just a few days, and Lujiazhuang and Songzhu Pavilion were destroyed in an instant, and he also felt that the bizarre fate was difficult to explain, and remembered what the Zhenzhi Divine Monk said before, 'I am me and not me, you are you but not you'.

suddenly woke up: "Today's self is no longer yesterday's self, and all kinds of past things are like the clouds and smoke in the mountains that are fleeting and regretful." ”

Seeing that Lu Chuanzong pondered and knew that he had comprehended, Zhenzhi couldn't help but nod secretly, and said, "I don't know what Master Lu plans to do in the future." ”

Lu Chuanzong was stunned by Zhenzhi's question, yes, where should he go in the future, now that Lujiazhuang has been destroyed, the earth is big, but where is his home, plus he searched the entire Hangzhou Mansion and did not find Liu Mengli's whereabouts, thinking that the other party is also more auspicious, this rolling red dust does not belong to him after all, when he looked up, he suddenly saw Zhenzhi's compassionate face blessed to the heart, knelt on the ground and pleaded: "Master, I have nothing to love in my life now, I see through the red dust, and I am willing to follow the master and serve and listen to the teachings every day until I am old." ”

Zhenzhi smiled: "Idiot... Bodhi is not a tree, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing in the first place, where is the dust...... The four major monks are empty, and there is no self and no other person who is dedicated to the Buddha, so how can they need the service of others. But meeting is fate, since you don't know where you came and where you are going, it is better to stay in Shaolin and become a monk and wash the past and start over, are you willing. ”

Lu Chuanzong bowed his head and said respectfully: "The disciple is willing." ”

Zhenzhi nodded and said: "Okay, then I will be ordained for the donor you today, and from then on you will be my disciple of Songshan Shaolin. ”

Since then, Lu Chuanzong has worshiped under the door of Zen Master Suguang of Shaolin in Songshan, but it didn't take long for Lu Chuanzong's master Su Guang to be killed by gangsters at the foot of Songshan Mountain, and died soon after being rescued back to Songshan.

When Su Guang passed away, Lu Chuanzong had just entered Shaolin, and he still couldn't see the parting of life and death, and always thought that it was the karma on his body that hindered his master Su Guang's thoughts of suicide.

Seeing him like this, the Zhenzhi monk had to summon Lu Chuanzong to his side, help him resolve it with Buddhism every day, and taught Lu Chuanzong the method of subduing the demon stick to help him subdue the demons.

Lu Chuanzong got the help of Zhenzhi monks, and practiced Buddhism every day to practice the authentic magic stick method, and finally gradually came out of the shadows, and later Dehuai sent love to martial arts to martial arts for fun, and more highly perceptive Buddha behind the Buddha, although the name of the law is the German generation, but if the generation is because of the teacher of Zhenzhi monk, in fact, it is the junior brother of the Shaolin abbot Suzang.

The more she listened to Lu Chuanzong's story about her palms and body, the colder she became, she would rather still live in the hatred of the past than learn the truth from Lu Chuanzong's mouth.

Because such a truth is too cruel for Liu Mengli, it turns out that Lu Chuanzong did not abandon her back then, it turns out that Lu Chuanzong did not rush back to Hangzhou in time because he himself was dying, it turned out that he once thought that his indestructible love for Lu Chuanzong was actually so fragile that the old bustard's mother fell into the trap of the other party after a little provocation.

It turns out that after so many years, Lu Chuanzong has never been sorry for himself, but he missed the marriage with Lu Chuanzong because of a thought, not to mention, and even killed Lu Jiazhuang by love and hatred.

And look at what she has done in the past ten years of following the Garuda Ouyang Demon Tribulation, when she was forced to fall into the dust, although Liu Mengli felt that her body was dirty, she knew that her soul was clean.

But now Liu Mengli knows that her soul is far dirtier than her own body, and the scenes of the men he has played with are lustful to death, and the faces of those who were killed by her are like a tide washing over Liu Mengli's dusty heart......